Mid-March, Spoonerville Streets…

“So let me get this straight.” A confused Moose Clancy began slowly as him and his shorter boyfriend walked down the street. “The people who write these things go and have this big yearlong event spanning hundreds of books-” The gorilla pulled out a rolled up comic book from his back pocket and held it up to this nose opening it. “-And then when it’s all over they just decide to throw out everything that’s happened since the eighties out the door so that they can start over with sexier costumes and even more confusing storylines which they‘ll just rework in a few months?”

Pj gave his boyfriend a sidelong glance, amused by the perplexed expression plastered on the apes face as he scanned the pages of the comic. “Yup that’s about it.” He said with a nonchalant shrug. “But they’ll probably go back to all the old stuff in a few months after their fans complain. Which is a real shame cause I’m really starting to get into the new origin story they created for Wonderskunk! They made him ten more times powerful because of the amulet of Anakar his dimensional hopping, reincarnated father from mars found for him.

Moose lowered the book to stare at the pudgy boy totally at a lost at what had just been said. “Ya’know D’caht I swear I don’t get you sometimes.” The football jock sighed and gave up on the comic, handing the offending tome over to the smaller teen. “You can understand all the junk in these books perfectly, but when I bring up some baseball players batting average or explain football you act like I‘m speaking some made up language.”  

Pj, who had instantly started reading the comic he had been given, gave his friend a pout. “That’s because that’s what sports sound like to me.” He explained bashfully.  “Comic books are easy, baseball and football stuff not so much.”

Moose chuckled at the younger man’s explanation. “Sure they are Fatty.” The gorilla quickly glanced around and seeing the street abandoned reached down and gave Pj‘s hand a quick squeeze. “Still next time you go off to the comic book shop I think I’ll just stay at your house and watch ESPN on your dad‘s big screen.”

Pj could feel his face heating up as Moose held his hand. The gorilla despite the tough guy attitude he liked to portray around school was a bit of a romantic when they were alone. Moose always found a way to hold his hand or touch him in some way. And every time he did a few small butterflies made themselves known in the thickset teen’s gut. Trying to get his mind off of the fluttering in his belly and the redness creeping up his neck Pj decided to ask a question that had been bothering him since Moose had agreed to accompany him on his daily chores. “Why did you come with me today anyway Moose?” He asked. “Going around town doing errands isn’t exactly fun.” 

Moose seemed to blush a little at the question, the real reason for wanting to join Pj being that he wanted to spend some time with him in a more innocent setting. “Um… well you know going out like this is sort of like a cheap date.” He fumbled. 

“A cheap date huh?” Pj questioned. Not at all convinced by the older boy‘s bluff. “You better be careful you’re starting to sound like my dad.”

Moose snickered at the thought and walked ahead of the cat. “Sounding like Mr. D huh.” He asked turning to face him. Puffing up his chest a little Moose took an aggressive stance and then in a deep voice sounding very much like Pete’s he said. “Hey slut what do ya think yer doin’ lettin’ that monkey boy insulty-nate me like that? You better tell’um ta stop or else I’m gonna go and fucky-fy yer ass extra hard tonight!”

The near perfect imitation of his father caused Pj to break out in laughter, the heavyset boy having to clutch his sides to keep himself from falling over. “Oh man, if my dad heard you making fun of him like that you’d be in trouble.”

Moose joined in on the other boy’s amusement. “I bet Mr. D would strap me to the bed and use that fucking big ass “assblaster” dildo on me as punishment.” At the graphic description given to him Pj suddenly got quiet and looked up with wide eyes. The thought of Moose lying on a bed needy and aroused racing through his mind as the two of them stood there on the sidewalk. Moose of course picked up on the sudden change of mood and stepped forward grinning. “You getting’ off on that D’caht?” He whispered lowly. “Thinking about your dad slamming that thick thing up my ass?” When Pj only gulped at his words Moose snickered. “You know for someone who acts all innocent you really are a dirty minded guy.”

“Moose... Don’t say that.” Pj whined. “B-besides its… it’s your fault for bringing that sort of stuff up in the first place!”

After making sure the surrounding area was still vacant, Moose reached forward and placed his furred arms around Pj’s shoulders pulling the shorter boy close to him. “Oh it is, is it?” The primate licked his lips. “Then how about we go back home I strip you down to nothing, push you down on your knees, and let you have a good taste of my ol’ gorilla meat.”

Pj let out a long shuddering breath his mouthwatering at the thought. But just as he was about to say yes to the obscene offer he suddenly remembered something, the word “meat” echoing through his mind. “OH MAN!” Pj quickly squirmed out of Moose’s arms and began dragging the now stunned primate down the street by his arm. “I almost forgot! Dad told me to bring him lunch today!”

“W-what!?” Moose managed to get out, utterly lost as to why the previous mood had been broken.

“You heard me; I forgot to bring my dad his sandwiches today.” Pj bemoaned. Pete had asked his son early that morning during a round of their usual play to make sure and bring him some lunch because he would be too busy to do so himself. “Come on Moose, we can just make it to Mr. Fraido’s if we hurry.

“Alright, alright I’m coming.” Moose sighed in frustration. Sometimes Mr. D’caht could be such a cock blocker. Of course the fact that the older man provided more than enough sexual compensation for the occasional blockage made up for it. But still… it could be annoying at times.

It only took the pair a few minutes to make their way to Fraido’s deli, Pj out of breath and panting as they approached the front door of the moderately sized establishment. “Man, that was a walk.” The pudgy teen commented as he bent himself over and panted. 

“Yeah it was.” Moose agreed snickering at the way his companion was so easily tired out. For some reason it was just cute in his eyes. “But you know we could have just walked here, right? Real slowly.”

“And have dad miss his meal?” Pj responded. “You know how he gets.” Both boys comically shuddered. When Pete was denied his meals the older male tended to get grumpy, and a grumpy Pete D’caht meant an aggressively horny Pete D’caht. Last time Pete had a bad day the two of them had been so worn out that walking the next day had been a problem. 

Shaking the thought of their potential “punishment” aside, Pj straightened up and reached forward to open the front door of the deli. However before he could the door swung open by itself, the heavy glass and metal entryway knocking Pj backwards and into Moose’s arms. “You just make sure that you’re out of there by this time next week Mr. Fraido!” A voice shouted from in front of the pair. 

Looking up they were greeted by the sight of an incredibly well dressed weasel in a business suite. The man’s slicked back black hair giving off the foul odor of cheap hair oil as he vehemently shook his finger back towards the deli. “To think that you’ve been doing that in the back room where you keep your consumables! Anyone else in my office would have this place shut down in a flat second. But I‘ll stick to my word and give you one more, you hear me just one more week to clean up your act Mr. Fraido! Now GOODBYE!” The man obvious to his audience then slammed the door shut and turned on his heels, storming off down the street while he muttered to himself about disrespectful and dirty restaurant owners. 

Pj gasped as he took in everything the rodent had been saying. “Oh, man did… did I get Mr. Fraido in trouble?’ He fretted. Had the rodent somehow learned about the numerous times him and Benny had sex in the deli often? Now that Pj thought about it, the act of them both being naked writhing in passion in the back room where the extra meats, cheeses were kept would no doubt be considered unsanitary. “Geeze I wonder what that was all about.” The shorter man looked up to Moose.

“I… *Grunt* don’t know Fatty.” Moose said struggling.  “But could… *grunt* …could you get back on your feet please.” During the whole event the older boy had been holding his heavier friend up to keep him from falling to the sidewalk. 

“OH!” Pj quickly righted himself and patted the now exhausted gorilla on shoulder. “Sorry about that Moose I sort of forgot you were holding me. It just felt natural to be in your arms I-I guess.” He admitted shyly.

Moose gave Pj a tired smile. “It’s alright, good cardio.” He laughed. “And to answer you: I have no idea what the weasel guy was on about. Maybe you should ask your rhino friend when you go inside.”

Pj nodded and turned back to the deli, reaching for the closed door. But before he opened it he glanced over his shoulder at his companion. “You going to come in this time?” He asked with a small nod towards the store. The few times Moose had taken him to Fraido’s deli the ape had either remained outside on the sidewalk or in his car. Seemingly afraid to go inside the store.

Moose quickly shook his head no. The football jock still clearly remembered the time the deli owner chased him and his friends off when him and Pj had gotten into that fight. “I don’t think so fatty.” He started with a cringe. “It’s my personal rule to never go into a place where a guy who might be pissed off at me has access to a hatchets and meat slicers.”

Pj gave his friend a small chuckled and then went inside of the shop. As soon as entered the small space he inhaled deeply enjoying as the scents of all the meets, breads, and cheeses tickled his nose and made his mouth water. No matter how many times he walked through those doors that he would always love being there, if just for that appetizing smell alone. He was just glad that Mr. Fraido had been as kind as to let him work in the deli from time to time so that he could spend the day there. Speaking of the rhino though, as he continued to stand there Pj began wondering where he was. Usually Mr. Fraido would greet people with his usual motto as soon as they entered the store. But strangely the shop had remained quiet.

Deciding to look for him Pj went over to the counter and dinged the small bell located there a few times, the loud ringing echoing through the quiet shop. For a few moments Pj didn’t hear anything but then suddenly the sounds of movements came out from the back room, and then a few moments later a rather depressed looking Mr. Fraido appeared at the doorway, eyes downcast and slumped shoulders. “Sorry about not greeting ya.” The horned man said flat and lifelessly. “Welcome ta Fraido’s deli how can I help ya taday?” 

Pj peered over to the man with a little concern. He had never seen the other man act like this. Usually Benny was always full of life, a smile on his gray face which didn’t ever seem to go away. “A-Are you alright Mr. Fraido?” 

Hearing Pj’s voice Benny did brighten up a little, his eyes rising to meet the other man‘s with a small smile. Though the effect was a dull imitation of its usual splendor. “Oh, hey there kiddo. Good to see ya.” The rhino waked behind the counter and slipped his smock on. “What brings you by the shop today?”

Pj frowned clearly understanding that whatever was causing this mood had to be serious. Mr. Fraido hadn’t even tried to make small talk with him. Something which he did at length whenever they were together. “I… I’m here to get the usual, two subs for my dad.” Pj informed him. “Is there something the matter?”

Benny seemed to deflate at being asked. “Naw Peeje baby everything’s fine.” He said a little too cheerfully. The older man then began to make Pj’s order. Sloppily placing bread, meat, lettuce, and cheese together in an almost distracted manner. 

That was the last straw for Pj. There was no way he was going to let such a nice guy like Mr. Fraido act depressed and ruin the good food he always took pride in. “Benny!” He said loudly. “Will you just please tell me what’s wrong!”

Benny looked over to his smaller friend with surprise. Pj never raised his voice, well never raised his voice during a normal conversation. The chubby boy was a regular foghorn during sex much to Benny‘s delight. Giving a snort of amusement Mr. Fraido pushed the sandwiches he had been making into a convenient trash can behind the counter and leaned over the counter till he was face to face with Pj. “You know what kiddo? Yer starting to get pushy.” He gave the boy a genuine smile. “Fine, if you really want to know I’ll tell ya what‘s wrong.”

“Good.” Pj responded back firmly.

Taking a deep sigh Benny nodded towards the door. “Didja see that slimy guy that just left?” He waited for Pj to nod yes before continuing. “Well he was one of them health inspectors that just loooove bothering us hard working business men. Comes around every six months or so and sticks his big whiskered nose everywhere it don’t belong.” The rhino let out a frustrated growl. “That’s why he wuz here today in fact, another inspection. Came prancing in an hour ago and after he saw the back room he says he’s going ta slap me with some expensive fine unless I shape up.”

Pj made a confused face. “Hard to believe you’d have any trouble with health inspectors Mr. Fraido.” The pudgy boy had seen the meticulous way the middle-aged man kept his shop. Benny swept the floors every day, scrubbed down his slicers and knives every night, and made sure all his meats and cheeses expiration dates were kept up to date. “You’ve got to have the cleanest place in the whole town.”

“I do” Benny said proudly. He could always count on his little buddy to boost his esteem. “But all my hard work's not why he’s thinking ‘bout reporting me.” Mr. Fraido motioned for Pj to follow him into the back room, which the younger man did without a second thought. Stepping into the tight space Pj took notice to the disheveled appearance of the cot Benny kept back there and went to try and make it, his habit of cleanliness getting the better of him. But before he could Benny grabbed him by the back of his collar. “Ya see kiddo, he got all huffy cause he found out I’ve been living back here for the last eight months.”

Pj blinked in surprise. “You-You’ve been living back here” He asked. Now that he thought about it, it did make sense. After all why else would someone have a bed and a trunk full of clothing in the back of a delicatessen? Pj mentally kicked himself for not realizing it before. “Why have you been living back here Mr. Fraido?”

The other man shrugged. “Cause, even with all the extra cash I‘ve been getting from those jobs lately living in da shop is all I can afford.” Passing Pj, Benny took a seat on the cot and leaned back slightly. “Ya see I sorta got kicked out of my house by the misses and had ta find a place real quick.”

Pj gaped at this new information. He had never known that the gray man was married before. Then another horrible thought crossed his mind. “Did she kick you out because she found out we’ve been… you knowing!?” Pj asked with increasing worry. If that were true then the younger man would feel just awful about breaking someone up.

Seeing Pj start to freak out Benny threw up his hands and waved them frantically. “Whoa, whoa calm down babe.” He began. “Me and her split up last summer. Long before you and me started boning.” He waggled his eyebrows at that, trying to defuse the mood that had settled. Thankfully it worked, Pj’s face going bright red before he stared down at his feet to hide his embarrassment. “Dam, guess I shoulda used better words then “kicked out”. After all me and her separated real amenable like, not a harsh word or nothing between us.”

“Then why did you split up?” Pj went over to his friend and sat down next to him, placing a comforting hand on the older man’s leg. Talking about divorce reminded him of the train wreck that had happened to his own family. His dad and mom had fought long and hard to get what they believed was owed to them.

“We just sorta ended up drifting apart. The she found this nice guy and decided to go off with him. Didn’t really hurt me any. I ya’know sort of finally admitted to myself that I like guys more then women at the same time.” Mr. Fraido suddenly appeared to be uncomfortable. “But um… there sort of was another reason… for the break up. I wasn’t able to you know… … rise to the occasion no more.”

Pj had to scratch his head for a few moments to decipher what the larger man was talking about. But when he did his felt his face grow hot yet again. Benny must really feel comfortable with him to say that outright. Not many men would. “Oh! S-sorry to hear about that Mr. Fraido.” He said lamely. He really didn’t know how to respond to that tidbit of information.

Benny of course seemed to be happy with his words, giving a warm chuckle as he snaked his arm around Pj’s shoulders and gave him a tight sideways hug. “Thanks an all, but you don’t have ta feel sorry for me. As you damn well know I got over my little problem and then some.”

“Yeah I noticed.” Pj peered down at the bulge in the front of the rhino’s pants. Even through the smock he wore the package hidden underneath could still be plainly seen. Pj thought back to all those times he had seen and felt that mighty member in action. Mr. Fraido was in no way impotent anymore that was for sure. But that realization made Pj think back to that day months ago when Mr. Fraido had gotten hard after seeing those pictures his dad had snuck into that gift. “Wait a minute… if you hadn’t able to you know, then does that mean when we did that stuff back here it was the first time you had sex in…”

“In two full years babe.” Benny finished with a sheepish grin and an awkward scratch of his horn with his free hand. “And I’m glad it happened. Made me feel like a man again doing you and you enjoying it.”

Pj nodded utterly embarrassed. His fat, pudgy body had been enough to excite a man who had most likely given up hope of ever getting hard again. “I-I’m glad I could help you again.” He said bashfully. “I just wish I could help you with your living arrangements now.”

“Don’t worry ’bout it kiddo I’ll figure out something.” Releasing Pj the older man stood up and began walking back into the front of the store. “It’s not like I ain’t got no options. Got myself a nice nest egg cause of all them jobs I’ve gotten since new year’s and if need be my little sis said I could crash on her couch for awhile.”

Pj following after the older man gave a sigh of relief. At least the rhino wouldn’t be out on the street because of everything that had happened. “Must be nice to have your sister looking out for you.”

“Yeah I suppose it is. Though me and her…” Benny gave a comical shudder. “…We don’t exactly get along all that well. She always liked to play pranks on me when we wuz growing up and never grew outta it.” The large gray man rubbed his forehead as if he were checking to see if said hair was still on his head. “‘Fraid I might wake up with no eyebrows again.”

“I know how that feels.” Pj said sympathetically. His sister Pistol was notorious for making his life miserable when they had lived under the same roof. He could still remember the time she had cut up all of his baseball cards in order to make a paper mache dollhouse for her Barbies.

Suddenly Mr. Fraido stopped dead in his tracks, his actions causing Pj to bump right into him and nearly fall backwards. “Hey Peeje isn’t that the gorilla boy you’ve been seeing.” He asked pointing towards the front of the store. 

Pj followed the older man’s gray arm and peered out of the deli’s front window. Standing outside an incredibly bored looking Moose was leaning against the glass, still waiting patiently for him to make his return. “Yeah that’s Moose.” Pj said with a bashful chuckle. “He came with me today when I went out for my errands.”

“Well ain’t that nice of him.” Mr. Fraido frowned for a moment then smiled sinisterly over his shoulder. “You know I don’t think we’ve ever been introduced before.” The deli owner started to walk towards the front door, a deadly intent in his stride as moved. “Why don’t we just go and invite him in.”

“What!? No!” Pj instantly tried to grab the other man by the arm, remembering what Moose had said about having to talk to the older man.

Of course Benny easily slipped out of the boy’s grasp as if it were nothing and pushed open the front door. “Hey you gorilla boy, get yer ass in here!” He shouted, sticking his head out of the shop.

Moose who had been quietly debating to himself on the best way to strip Pj of his clothing once they were home, jumped at the loud and gruff command sent his way. His previous experiences of adults shouting that exact same phrase at him triggering his “Fight or Flight” response. Upon seeing who had actually been yelling at him the second option because the more prominent one. The rhino was an angry looking guy despite what Pj had told Moose about him. “W-What s-s-sir?” The worried gorilla asked with a stutter.

“You heard me kid.” Mr. Fraido stepped out into the street and nodded towards the deli. “Get yer butt in there right now, I want us ta have a nice little visit for a bit.”

Moose gave a gulp and did as he had been “ordered”. Walking into the store while making sure to give the older man a wide berth as he passed him. He could have run sure but he didn’t want to look like some chicken in front of Pj. Of course the shorter man would say he understood, Pj being the sweet guy that he was. But there was no way “Moose the brick wall Clancy” was going to look like a wimp in front of his boyfriend by running away. Speaking of the cute butterball, Pj was standing there in the middle of the deli looking towards him with a worried yet slightly hopeful expression on his face as the older boy approached. “Hey Peeje.” Moose said awkwardly.

“Hey Moose.” Pj said back just as shyly. 

“Aw now that’s just sweet.” Benny chuckled. It warmed his heart a little at the way Pj’s face had lit up a little seeing the other boy walk up to him despite his worry. It was obvious that his little friend really liked this guy. However he couldn’t let that fact distract him. He had something to settle. “So Moose was it…?”

Moose instantly straightened up remembering that he was in enemy territory. “Yes sir that’s my name.” He confirmed, turning to face the horned man. “Well… that’s my football nickname actually.”

After raising a quick eyebrow Mr. Fraido walked past the two younger men and got back behind the front counter. “Then what’s yer real one kid?” As he asked as he took out a large, wrapped salami out of the glass display case.

Moose scratched the back of his head. “I’d rather not tell you if it’s all the same sir, it’s kind of embarrassing.”

Benny gave a small chuckle. “I can feel for ya there kid.” The older man reached down and picked up one of his largest hatchets off of its hook, he examined it slowly then went to sharpen if on the small whetstone he kept nearby much to Moose’s dismay. “My mom used ta called me Benjamin all the time. Hated the fuck outta that.” His hatchet now sharpened sufficiently the rhino glanced over to the two younger men. “But that ain’t why I asked you to come in here. I want ta know how you’ve been treating Pj here.”

Moose turned to Pj for help but the other boy just stared back up at him with small reassuring smile. Seeing that Moose realized that the question was actually very easy. “I’ve been treating him really good actually sir.” Moose stated proudly. “He’s the best person I’ve ever dated and I‘d never do anything to hurt him.”

“Is that so huh?” Mr. Fraido went quiet for a few moments as he positioned the salami he had taken out on a cutting board in front of the pair. “Then do ya care to tell me about that day I had to chase you and your punk friends away after yous all went and gave Pj here a black eye!” 

“Mr. Fraido!” Pj gasped. He couldn’t believe the gray man had brought up the fight in September. Moose still felt horrible for what he had done all those months ago and had apologized a million times for it. 

Benny ignored Pj’s shouting, instead choosing to give Moose a stern glare. He had figured that the pair had put the incident behind them but he just had to make sure. “So Moosey you care to explain?” Moose opened his mouth to speak but before he could Benny took the hatchet in his hand and used it to begin cutting the salami, bringing down the sharp edge of the tool with a mighty crack that echoed though the shop and made Moose jump backwards and grow pale from the sight of a thick rod-like log of meat getting chopped in half.

After a few moments however the primate was able to gather his wits enough to take a step forward, challenging the older male. This old guy thought he could intimidate him with deli meat? “Yeah I’ll explain.” Moose began confidently. “I was a real ass to Pj back then! Stuffing him into lockers, sticking his head in toilets, and generally being a douche. But like I just told you pops, Pj here’s the best guy I’ve ever met and I like him a whole lot! I’m just glad he’s a kind enough person to forgive my worthless hairy butt.”

Benny, who had continued to slice the salami in front of him during Moose’s entire declaration, stopped his hatchet mid swing to look up at the ape with an unreadable look as he finished his short speech. Finally after a few moments of awkward silence between the trio Mr. Fraido’s face blossomed into a full blown smile. “Now that’s what I like to hear!” He exclaimed happily. “You got yourself a real nice fella here kiddo.”

“Kiddo?” Moose asked in confusion. Both by the choice of words and the fact that his whole mood had done a one-eighty. “Wait, wait, wait you’re not mad at me.”

Mr. Fraido waved the gorilla off. “Naw, I know how a young palooka like yous handle peer pressure. Was da same way myself when I was your age. I just wanted to make sure your treating my little buddy right is all.” Just as quickly as the mood had lightened it grew dark again. “Of course me and you ain’t done talking yet.” Benny added with a frown. “I wanna hammer some things out before I let you two go back to your date.”

“We really aren’t on a date Mr. Fraido.” Pj began to protest. But Mr. Fraido didn’t seem to hear him yet again the older man beginning to give Moose detailed instructions on proper “Boyfriend Etiquette” as he continued to wildly chop apart the salami he had taken out.

(You know Mr. Diary. Sometimes I forget how good a friend Mr. Fraido has been to me in all the time I’ve known him. Even before we started fooling around he would always find time to talk to me whenever I walked into his shop. Greeting me with a smile and friendly words as I waited for him to finish the order I gave him. And after we started having sex he started we become even closer friend. And I’m not just talking about the physical stuff we do. He talks about everything to me, lets me help at the shop when I can get the time, and of course he’s really protective of me now too. I still can’t believe how he “intimidated” Moose into treating me right. He didn’t need to of course but it was actually a little bit funny. Even Moose thought so after thinking the conversation over for while… um a long while actually. I just wished I could have figured out a way to help Mr. Fraido right then. It’s hard getting over a divorce by its self, but to add housing problem on top of it. My dad went through something similar when my mom left us, her keeping our old house. Of course he pulled through the hardship using a few “creative” jobs to get us enough money for a new home. I just hoped the Mr. Fraido could pull off a similar miracle. After all the man needed something good to happen after getting yelled at by that health inspector.)

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Later that day, around noon…

Pj couldn’t help but snicker as him and Moose made their way onto his dad’s used car lot. The older boy was defiantly still creeped out from his little conversation with Mr. Fraido. Not that Pj could really blame him. During the whole event Benny had kept chopping meats and cheeses with his hatchet, going on at length about what he expected from Moose and about what he’d do to him if he didn’t pull through on his promise. All in all it was sweet, and after he had finished with the lecture Benny had used the mountain of meats and cheeses to create five of subs worthy of kings. Three for Pete and two free ones for, as the rhino put it, the happy couple. Moose for his part had accepted his free sub with a little trepidation, looking at the wrapped sandwich as if there was something wrong with it. Pj had only rolled his eyes at his behavior and bid Mr. Fraido a fond farewell as he pulled his suspicious boyfriend out of the store.

“You sure these things are safe to eat?” Moose asked for the seventh time. The gorilla held his sub up to his nose and sniffed at it. “I wouldn’t put it past that guy to put chili peppers or something in my food in order to get back at me for hitting you.”

Pj gave the other boy a stern look. “Moose… he wouldn’t ever do that.” He sighed. “Besides you saw the way he acted after the talk. He gave you a pat on the shoulder, a hug, and free food. I think he actually likes you a lot.”

“Yeah sure he does Fatty.” The ape countered with a snort. “That’s why he butchered that meat right in front of me during our little talk.” Moose cupped his crotch for a second. “I think he was sending me a very clear message.”

“He was just cutting it up.” Pj insisted with a slight giggle. “Sometimes a cigar is just a cigar, sometimes a salami is just a salami.” Moose didn‘t seem convinced by the other boys words, pouting at the perceived intimidation. Sighing again Pj whispered lowly. “Look… If it helps any how about I make up for him scaring you.” Moose opened his mouth to protest about being scared, but before he could the chubby boy placed his finger on his mouth and added shyly. “When we get home I’ll let you do that thing you were talking about before we went to the deli. You know the idea you had about me taking off all my clothes and g-giving you that… um, blow job.”

The promise of sex seemed to placate his boyfriend‘s irritation, his expression instantly changing into a lustful one. “Ok Peeje I’ll forget about it. Just make sure and hurry with your dad in there, I’m starting to get blue balls here babe.” 

Pj giggled at the image and began to walk off towards his father’s office/trailer bag of subs in hand, Moose’s eyes traveling down to the chubbier man’s backside as he strolled away. They didn’t remain there for long however, the sight of a bright shiny new car catching the quarterback’s attention in a way that was just as appealing. Moose let out a low whistle sizing the vehicle up. A vintage Cadillac, bright red, with a design that would make any man’s mouth water. All it would need was some body work and it’d be perfect. Shame it would cost a small fortune on top of the sticker price to do so.

‘Dam when did Mr. D get that thing?’ The dark furred man said to himself as he went over to it. There was no way he was going to pass up a chance to admire such a classic beauty up close. As he let his eyes roam over the sleek form he also took notice that he wasn’t the only one entranced by it. An older man, a hyena, was rubbing his hand almost lovingly over the hood. “A real beaut isn’t she?” Moose asked the other man.

“Yeah it is.” The man responded. “I was just trying to decide whether I should buy it or not.” the canine turned his attention away from the car. “You know anything about these things?”

“Sir, I could tell you more about this then the company who makes them could…“ Moose began happily.

Unaware of the conversation behind him or the fact that he had been passed over for a car an obvious Pj made his way inside of his dad’s small office space. The young boy giving a grunt as he pushed open the door and was greeted by the “pleasant” sound of his father shouting at the top of his lungs. “WADDA YA MEAN ITS GOIN’ TA TAKE ANOHTER THREE MONTHS!!” Pete hollered into the receiver of his phone. “You said that the dry rot wouldn’t be a problem!” There was the sound of whoever was on the other side of the line saying something. “I don’t care wut da cost are ya S.O.B. just get it done and get it done fast!!” Growling the middle-aged man slammed the phone down on its cradle and plopped down in his chair, lighting up a cigar as he let out a long annoyed groan.

Pj debated for a few moments if it was wise to bother his father when he was in such a state. After all, his dad hadn’t noticed him yet, he could just sneak out. But just as he thought about fleeing he was reminded about the food. Maybe getting something in his belly would lighten up his father’s mood. Hesitantly padding over to the desk Pj shook the bag he was carrying to gain his dad’s attention. “Um… hello sir?”

Pete’s eyes instantly snapped towards Pj as soon as he spoke, his face pulled back into a nasty grimace. But after seeing that it was only his son it softened a little a smirk forming. “Oh it’s you boy, what the fuck you doin’ down here?” The older cat took his cigar from his mouth and flicked some of the ashes on the floor. “Looking for some afternoon nasty?” 

Pj rolled his eyes at his dad‘s one track mind and held up his bag of subs. “You told me to bring you your lunch today remember.”

“Your fifteen minutes late.” Pete replied with his usual rudeness. Snatching the bag away from his son, the large man made quick work of it. Freeing his food from the plastic bag and unwrapping the subs in a matter of seconds. “But still you got yerself down here and that‘s sumthin’.” He said taking the first bite. “What kept you by the way, find someone ta plow that needy ass ’o’ yers and lost track of time?”

“Dad.” Pj blushed. “I haven’t had sex once today thank you very much.”

Pete chuckled. “Sure you haven’t.” The older man ate his food quietly for a few minutes before speaking again. “You know if I weren’t so busy taday I’d just pull down them drawers and see for myself iffin you’ve had any.” He gave his son a lecherous glare. “Of course it wouldn’t matter anyway if you’ve had any or not taday. I’d still get my share, be it sloppy seconds or… heh-heh… tight ass firsts.”

Pj had to look away at the intensity of the lustful stare directed at him. Even after all these months and the numerous times he and his dad fooled around. It still shocked him that it only took his mere presents in the room to jump start his dad’s libido to maximum. “So… dad what was that phone call about?” Pj began, hoping to divert the conversation away from having sex. “You were kinda shouting really loudly when I came in. I hope nothing’s wrong.”

Pete let out a snort and grumbled to himself. “Sorry ta break it to ya brat but there’s a whole bunch of crap goin’ wrong.” Giving a burp Pete finished the first of his sandwiches and moved onto the next one, continuing to complain with his mouth now full of sub. “Get this, those bums down at the apartments just called me and demanded that I pay them more for da job and give them a few more days off!”

Pj cringed at the roughness in his father’s voice. This was why they always had trouble with the people they hired. His father was a real cheapskate when it came to contractors and the like. He could still remember what hell they went through when they had to have their roof repaired once. Pete had just about chased the poor man off after he asked for slight raise. Deciding to defend the men working on the apartments, Pj hesitantly said. “They deserve those things don’t they? After all they’ve been working nonstop since you hired them a few weeks ago.”

Pete instantly turned to his son an annoyed look on his features that almost made Pj fall backwards. “I don’t care if their dam arms fall off boy!” He huffed. The large man stood up and began pacing sandwich in hand.  “Lazy bastards just want ta gouge-a-mafy me outta my hard earned cash!” Just as Pete was about to finish his tirade the phone began to ring again, the sound making the heavy man growl and pick up the receiver again. “D’caht here, talk!”

Watching as whomever it was on the other end spoke to his dad, Pj began to grow worried again. Every word that was said seemed to make his father more and more annoyed. It seemed that a lot of the men in his life that day were having a hard time of it. First Mr. Fraido now his own father. That same feeling of wanting to fix both their problems began to bubble up again, it was just a shame that he didn’t have a way to do it.  Finally after several minutes Pete sneered. “Fine! The fuck with you anyway!” Growling the black furred man slammed his fist down on his desk. “No good little… backing’ out on da deal after all the shit I went through getting those apartments ready.”

“What happed dad?” Pj asked concerned. His dad was going to make himself sick over the stress of fixing up that stupid building and there was no way Pj was going to let his father have a heart attack. 

“Just more shit hittin’ the fan.” Pete huffed. “The group of rube I had lined up ta take the top apartments just said they found some place more…” Pete made his voice higher, to an almost whining pitch. “…More “Respectable-like”.” The older man stood up and put out his cigar on the top of the desk before going over to his file cabinet, rummaging through it. “Ya’know I’d give my right ball iffin I could get some dumb smuck ta move in.” He turned to his son and shook a stack of papers at him. “Hell I’d even be willin’ ta let the first tenet live there fer any price they wanted iffin it’d get the money tap startin’.”

Hearing that made Pj’s ears perk right up. An apartment for half price? Benny could easily afford that kind of rent! “DAD! Do you really mean that?” Pj asked. “The whole “any price” thing!”

Pete raised an eyebrow at his son‘s question. Why was the boy suddenly so interested in the apartments? The little slut had complained about them from the very second he showed them to him. “Yeah I ‘spose.” Pete began slowly. “Once I start gettin’ tenets in da place more an more's sure ta flow right in, all of’um with assloads of cash in their pockets.”

“That’s great sir!” Pj exclaimed, his growing excited showing. He could actually help both older men in one felled swoop. “I think I know someone who could rent that apartment from you then!” 

Padding over to the overzealous boy with an amused look on his face, Pete had to hold back a dirty chuckle. He understood why his son was so excited now. His slutty little boy was trying to find a place for one of his numerous fuck buddies. This could be entertaining if he could arrange for some hidden cameras to be placed in some strategic places. Catch the two of them screwing around and then blackmailing them later. “An jus who’s this fella yer thinking’ ’bout boy?” The middle-aged cat asked.

Pj almost told him who it was but held his tongue before Mr. Fraido‘s name passed his lips. If Pete knew who it was now, he might try and raise the price of rent right away or worst he could outright say no. Pj wouldn’t put it past his father to try and get some sort of revenge because the rhino had a habit of making fun and insulting him. “Um… you know it’s just this guy I know.” He said lamely. “But, y-you can trust me when I say he’s a really good guy and all. Just promise me that you’ll keep your promise about letting them name the price.”

‘Oh yeah it’s defiantly one of his fuck buddies.’ Pete thought to himself smugly, his son wouldn’t stick his neck out this far for a complete stranger. But which one of them was it? Giving his son a sly look the older man began to leave the trailer, motioning for his son to follow him out. “Alright ya little slut, you pique-a-ma-fied my interest.” He said walking outside. “You jus go an tell this… friend ‘o’ yers to get their ass over to the apartments tonight by eight and we’ll hammer out all da little details, heh-heh.” licking his lips Pete silently added ‘Among a few other things’ in his mind.

The casual tone in his dad’s voice along with the thinly veiled innuendo instantly put Pj on edge. If he were a smart man he would have just backed out then. But he knew that Benny needed this and decided to soldier on anyway. After all with the way his dad was, there was surely a way he could convince him to forget whatever “evil” scheme he was hatching. Most likely whatever solution it was, involved Pj on his back, ankles in his own hands, and furry furrow exposed to his dad’s lusts. He could handle that however, more then handle that in fact much to his own embarrassment. “Thanks for agreeing to that dad.” Pj finally said. “I’m sure Mr. Fr…. I mean my friend will be thankful that your gonna let him rent the place.”

“I’m sure they will boy, I’m sure they will.” Pete replied back wryly. Looking ahead the car salesmen took notice to their shared monkey boy looking over the new Cadillac he had acquired from a… legitimate business partner a short while ago. The football jock was practically drooling over the attractive machine. The only other time Pete had seen that look on the boy’s face was when the horny little ape saw him and his son fucking each other. Walking up to Moose, Pete gave him a friendly slap on the back. “Heya banana breath, how they hanging taday?”

Moose after having to recover from almost being knocked over nodded. “They‘re hanging just fine Mr. D.” he answered. “Though they sort of had a little run in with that Mr. Fraido guy Pj’s friend with.” He shuddered. “He gave me a little lecture about treating Pj right trying to scare the piss outta me.”

Pete let out a braying laugh at Moose‘s expense when he heard that that tidbit of information. “Fuck, I bet that was one hellava show.” He exclaimed with another slap of the gorilla’s back. “How’d he do it?”

“Pretended a big salami was my cock and chopped it in half.” Moose answered with a petulant huff. Turning his attention over to Pj however the older boy allowed himself to smile however, remembering their earlier conversation. “But luckily Pj said he’d make it up to me if you know what I’m saying.” The primate walked past the older D’caht, subtlety reaching down and groping the large man’s crotch as he passed in case the message wasn‘t clear enough. “You should come and join us Mr. D. I’d love some help and I’m sure Pj would like it too.”

Pj gave his boyfriend a perturbed look. He had just avoided getting his dad all heated up in the trailer and here was Moose reigniting the flame. ‘I swear I don’t know which one of them is worst sometimes.’ He thought. Moose and his dad certainly were two of a kind. Both men who could go from zero to aroused in a matter of seconds. Though it wasn‘t like he was any better Pj supposed. Even though he was a little annoyed at Moose‘s suggestion, a small… well not that small part of him was starting to get hard from the thought of spending the afternoon in bed with the two men closest to him. 

Pete was in a similar state of mind like his son. Especially after the older boy had squeezed the slumbering beast inside of his pants. After all the stress with the apartments, phone calls, and paper work he had done that day he almost agreed to some playtime, but just as he opened his mouth to speak he took notice to a man who was eyeing the bright red car beside them. Fucking could wait if there was some quick cash to scam. “Listen boys get yerself lost quick. I ain‘t got time ta fuck-I-fy the both of ya right now.” He whispered sternly. “But don’t you worry Daddy’ll get da both of ya later.” 

“I’ll keep you to that promise Mr. D. But I’m going to get myself some right now.” Reaching over to Pj, Moose grabbed him by the arm and began to escort him out of the used car lot. “I’ll make sure not to tire him out too much before you get home.” 

Pj managed to get out a quick goodbye dad before he was pulled away by the eager older boy. Pete watched them as they went and reminded himself to check all his cameras when he got home. They would most likely catch whatever the two little whores were going to be up to and he looked forward to watching every last second of it before he surprised them both with a second round. But that fun was for later. Right now he had a car to unload on the hyena standing a few feet from him. “Hello bub, you interested in this here vehi-ma-cle?”

The distracted man gave a small startled yelp hearing Pete’s voice and stared over to him in surprise. He had been so absorbed in the car in front of him that he hadn’t even noticed the three men during their conversation. “OH… oh yes actually I’ve decided to buy it just now actually.” He said with an uneasy smile. “It’s thirty-three thousand right?”

“Wait a second… you wanna buy it outright? No haggling’?” Pete questioned, slightly disappointed. Usually the larger man would have had to “persuaded” a customer into buying one of his cars with a few well-placed lies and embellishments. In fact he looked forward wheeling and dealing the poor rubes who thought they could get the better of him and pay less. But here this guy was willing to shell out way more then the frankly junky old car was worth without any arguments. 

“Yes sir!” The other man proclaimed without a doubt. “From what I heard about it from that young man who just left I’d be a fool not to buy this baby.” The hyena licked his lips and ran his hands across the paintjob, almost caressing the car like a lover would. “Said it’ll get great gas mileage, be easy to steer, and that it’s a real babe magnet! Well worth the dent to my checkbook to buy it and get it fixed up. He said you could do that for me too, right? I‘ll pay any price.”

“…The gorilla?” Pete peered down the street towards where Pj and Moose had gone, the two boys barely still in sight. Clancy had talked this guy into buying this rundown car from him and getting the body work done too? ‘Hum… I’m beginin’ ta think that boy’s got himself a future in salesmanship.’ Pete mused. He’d have to look into that later, but again that fun was for another time. There was a deal to finish and some cash to put in his pockets. “Since yer buyin’ let’s get ourselves started with da paper work then, Mr. um…”

“Rubenstein.” He hyena finished.

“….Yeah Mr. Rube-enstein.” Pete placed an arm around the smaller man’s shoulders and began leading him towards his office. “Why don’t we get you some coffee so ya have sumthin ta drink while we sign all the necessary paperwork… heh-heh.”

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Later that night….

Benny clenched his palms nervously as he peered up at the large half rundown building in front of him. ‘I have to be crazy to be doing this.’ He thought grimly. Renting an apartment from a man who he considered to be the lowest form of life. He’d be in deep with the bastard and no matter which way he thought about it and that fact made his stomach twist. The only reason he had even agreed to consider the offer was because of the pleading look in his younger friend had given him as he told him of the apartment his dad was offering for half rent. Looking down at said boy, the older man noticed that he was as nervous as he was. “Are you sure about this Peeje?” The rhino asked yet again. “I mean… this don’t feel good at all.”

“But it’s the perfect solution to your problem isn‘t it?” Pj asked timidly. The younger man shuffled his feet and looked up to the rhino. “And my dad did say he’d rent to anybody for any price.”

“He may have said that babe, but we both know that he could still go back on that promise.” Benny pointed out. “No offence but that dad of yours can be a real assho…. Ah, I mean stinker when he wants to be.”

Pj stared down at his feet and pursed his lips knowing that Mr. Fraido was right. But maybe he convince his dad to repress his usual vengeful attitude if he knew the full story as to why Benny needed the place to live in so badly. ‘Yeah and maybe pigs will sprout wings and fly.’ The cynical part of Pj reminded. Still… there was only one way to find out. “Come on Mr. Fraido we at least gotta try it.” The chubby boy took his friend by the hand and began to lead him towards the building

The big puppy dog eyes directed at him finally got to Benny making him let out a long sigh and allow himself to be pulled into the apartments. “Alright then Peeje lead the way.” Once inside of the slightly dark building Mr. Fraido almost had the urge to bolt again. The place was a complete and unfinished wreck with half constructed walls, doors off their hinges, and construction gear strewed about the floor. “Are you sure this place isn’t going to fall down on our heads?” Benny asked in growing concern. It all reminded him of the torturous jobs his uncle’s small construction company had done in the past. The horned man had spent the better part of his early twenties working for the older rhino, earning the money he had used to open his deli with. He could still remember the headaches with having to deal with his less then motivated coworkers. Of course they didn’t remain unmotivated after Benny Fraido, their boss’s nephew, kicked them into shape and forced them all to work double time. 

“I’m sure.” Pj said answering the rhino pervious question. “The men who my dad hired to do all this construction said that the whole place just needs a little, um…” The sight of a door falling off of its hinges and onto the floor with a loud thud in front of the duo made Pj and Benny both cringe. “…a little time and hard work.” 

Mr. Fraido rolled his eyes and reached down to pick up the fallen door. “Doesn’t look like that to me.” The rhino examined the door for a few moments, tutted at the poor quality, and then placed it against the wall. “Half the work in here looks real half assed. Your dad needs to look into finding a better contractor to fix up this mess.”

Pj observed the area around them taking greater notice of the state it was in. Maybe his dad’s attitude earlier that day was justified. “You really think so?” 

“Yeah kiddo that’s what I think. Not that I really care if he loses all his money on this place” Benny walked past the husky boy and towards the stairs. “Come on Peeje, you said you dad’s on the fourth floor right?”

Pj nodded. “Yeah that’s where he told me where the already finished apartment are.”

“Good, me and the bum can go over all the construction problems while I look over that contract he's writing up. I’ll be dammed if I’m signing anything until he tells me there’s going to be better work done on this place.” The older man began walking up the steps quickly. He needed to get this over with a fast as he could. Judging from the state of the first floor he didn’t hold out any hope for what lied above them. 

Pj quickly padded over to the other man and together the pair made their way to the fourth floor. With each step upwards Pj began to become more and more nervous. He hoped to high heaven that whatever was going to go on between the two men would work out in the end. Within a short amount of time the pair made their way to the apartment that his dad had told them to go to. “So… here we are.” Pj said with an awkward chuckle. “Ready?”

“As ready as I’ll ever be.” Mr. Fraido sighed. Reaching forward the horned man twisted the knob and pushed the door open. When he did he was pleasantly surprised by what he found. Behind the seemingly inconspicuous door was a half furnished apartment. The walls were freshly painted, there were a few pieces of comfy furniture about, and the electricity turned on, soft lighting bathing the room pleasant in a light glow. However the nice atmosphere was instantly ruined for the rhino when he took notice to the apartment’s lone occupant. Sitting right in the middle of the nice couch within the living room was Pete D’caht, leaning back casually, cigar in hand and what had to be the biggest shit eating grin plastered on his stupid face. 

“Well, well, well lookie what the cat dragged in.” The smug man crowed. “Da cat bein’ ’m son of course heh-heh.”

“Pete.” Benny said through gritted teeth, his obvious distaste for the man showing through loud and clear. 

Pete completely ignored the glare directed at him, instead opting to give his son a wry look. “So this is the fella you wanted me to give this here apartment to huh boy?” He might have had an inkling as to who the mystery man his son was bring over was, but still it was fun watching the look of dread cross over the boy’s face when he said that. Why was it always so much fun to make his boy squirm in his shoes? “I jus knew it was one of yer little fuck buddies.”

“I ain’t his fuck buddy bub. I’m his friend!” Benny interrupted in a warning tone. The rhino stepped between the father and son hands placed on his hips. “Now stop teasing the kid and let’s get to the reason why I’m here. As insane a reason as that is.”

“Ohh, right down ta business! I like that in a man.” Pete leaned back on the couch and motioned for Benny to have a seat located on a chair across from him. “Of course I’d like ya a lot more if you’d go and be more respectful-like to me. After all I came all da way over here on a weekday.”

“There’s no way I’m going to show you any respect D’caht.” Mr. Fraido reminded the other man taking his seat. He wasn’t going to act nice to the person in front of him because of this small favor. Not after all the chores and presumed misery he caused in his sweet son’s life. Jerk was lucky he didn’t knock his lights out with an old one-two “Now I’ll say it again… show me this dammed contract Pj says you have.”

“An here I thought we could be best friends and all.” Pete said in an over exaggerated manner. When his little jest didn’t get a laugh from either his son or their guest the man frowned and reached down, quickly producing a small suitcase which he opened and began rummaging through. Looking up he briefly let his vision drift to his son who was standing behind the rhino looking concerned. He didn’t need the brat interfering with any of his wheeling and dealing right now. “Hey boy! How ‘bout you go and get yer chunky ass in da bedroom over there while we have our negoti-ations out here.”

Benny growled low in his throat hearing the slur the Pete had used for his son. Pj’s ass was not chunky; it was pleasantly cushy in the gray man’s opinion. But Pj sensing the growing anger in his friend placed a hand on his shoulder. “It’s ok Mr. Fraido I don’t mind waiting in the other room.” He said softly. “Just promise me you’ll do everything you can to get the apartment. I don’t think I can sleep right if I knew you didn’t have a roof over your head.”

The words instantly had a calming effect on the older man. What did he do to deserve such a caring young man as a friend? “Ok Peeje I’ll try.” He said putting an arm around Pj and giving him a quick hug. “You just make sure not to be too upset with me if I give your dad a black eye by the time we’re through.”

Pj shook his head giving a small laugh. “Ok Benny I’ll be sure.” He said. The chubby boy gave his dad a long look then turned to leave walking through the bedroom across the living room. ‘Good luck.’

Pete watching his son’s large backside as he walked away licked his lips. It had been a full day since he had enjoyed the pleasures of the nice cushy ass. He’d have to just go at it double time later. Getting back to business however he shifted his attention back to Fraido, the horned man glaring at him like he was trying to disintegrate him with his vision. “What!?” Pete huffed. “I fucky-nate that kid almost every night. I can look at his ass as much as I want.” 

“Don’t remind me of that fact D’caht.” Benny cringed. He still found it a little sick that his little buddy allowed his sleazy father to have his way with him. The man must be a pro at convincing people to do things they’d never do on their own. Which meant he’d better make dam sure the cat understood what he wanted from all this and that he wasn’t going to back down. “Ok let’s get this thing started fatass.” The deli owner began with a stern expression. “First and foremost I’m not loaded so I’ll only be able to pay around five hundred a month, which I know is low for a place like this but that’s all I can afford.” Benny knew he was pushing it with the low rent, but the look on Pete’s face was priceless. “Next I want to talk to you about the junky repairs those guys yous hired have been doing on this place. If you want me or anyone else for that matter living here you better be ready to shell out for a decent construction company. Cause no one want’s to live in a place that’ll fall down on them. And lastly I want yous to promise that you’ll lay offa Pj. The boy works his ass off at your house and I don’t like it any!”

By the end of his demands Mr. Fraido was panting the whole thing leaving him more than a little red faced. Pete on the other hand had remained calm and collected his face blank and his arms crossed over his chest. The pair stayed like that for several minutes, Benny panting and growing more and more worried while Pete simply sat there. Finally after what seemed like forever Pete shrugged his shoulders and took out a sheet of paper. “You got yerself a deal baloney man.”

Benny opened his mouth ready to shout at the other man for his welshing on his earlier promise, but had to catch himself as what was said fully settled in his mind. Had… had he just won this small battle? “You’re serious?”

“Sure why not.” Pete placed the paper on the coffee table between them and then a pen. The big man had a smug look on his face at the shock in the face of his companion. “I’ll agree to everything you just put on da table horn head. But I want you to do sumthin’ for me first.”

“HAH! I knew it!” Benny huffed as he eyed the paper. He knew this was all too easy. “So what is it? You want me to smuggle something inside of my meat for you or something.”

“You been watchin’ them soap-prano’s too much horn head.” Pete chuckled darkly and leaned forward, a sinister smile gracing his face as his eyes traveled up and down the Rhino‘s body. “All you gotta ta get the apartment is let me watch you jack yerself off.”

That certainly made Mr. Fraido’s mind fizzle out. “You want me to WHAT!”

“Ya heard wut I said.” Pete said calmly. “Yer goin’ ta stand yerself up, unbuckle yer belt, and show big daddy here wut my boy’s been playin’ wit all these months.”

Benny could feel his face growing red at the other man‘s request. Both from the fact to what had been asked of him and to the actually gall Pete had in asking him to pull his jeans down. Growling the gray skinned man quickly stood and glared down at Pete his fist shaking with rage. “I knew I shouldn’t have even bothered coming here!” He fumed as he turned and began storming towards the door. “As if I’d give a son-of-a-bitch like you the satisfaction of watching me paw at myself! To think I‘d ever even consider being in debt to you!”

“Think you’d be used ta bein’ in my debt by now horny man.” Pete said nonchalantly before the other man could get out of the door. “After all little old Petey here’s been helpin’ you out since we met.” 

Benny instantly stopped hearing the other man’s words and spun back around to face him with a confused look on his face. “What the fuck you going on about fatso?” He asked. Going back to what had happened since he had the misfortune of meeting Pj’s father, Benny couldn’t think of any way he owed him anything.

“You ever wonder why you got that job at the mayor’s shin-ding?” Pete asked smugly. Looking up at the pissed off rhino he could almost feel the horned man cringe at his words, mouth hanging open and eyes going wide as what he was implying fully sunk in. ‘Got’um’ 

“Y-You didn’t have anything to do with that!” Benny insisted. But now that the rhino thought about it more, he had gotten that job under strange circumstances. The mayor’s office had just called him out of the blue after Christmas, the nasally man on the other end of the line asking that he’d cater their all-important new year’s party. Of course he had agreed to it without a second thought, mind reeling at the simple fact that his food was going to be served at such a fancy and important function. If what D’caht was saying was true then Benny did owe him a lot. That job had led to all the other jobs he had gotten since then, all the high society functions, birthday parties, and weddings. Feeling totally lost the rhino staggered back over to his chair and sat down. “So I guess you completely own me now don’t you.” He said haughtily. “I ain’t nothing but yer slave now ain’t I?”

“You don‘t owe me anything for wut I did for ya pal.” Pete said simply with a shake of his head. “I was jus payin’ ya back for doing that thing I asked ya to do b‘fore.” The middle-aged man pointed over to the bedroom door which Pj had gone through earlier. “You kept yer promise ta keep on lookin’ out for m’ boy. And Pete D’caht here always repays someone when they deserve it. Yer just the first I repaid in a good way, heh-heh.” 

Mr. Fraido sat there for a few moments wondering what the other man was going on about again. He had never promised him anything. Then suddenly he remembered when the cat had first started blackmailing him, the words he said after he had made his request to cater his stupid poker games. Benny had never really given that request much thought. After all him looking out for Pj was more of a “fatherly” action then one of obligation. And god knew the boy needed someone like that in his life with the dad he had. “I don’t do all that ‘cause yous are making me D’caht. I do it cause I want to help out the little fella.” Benny finally managed to say. “And I do a good job at it too I might add.”

Pete let out a quick snicker. “Heh-heh I know, heard ‘bout what you did for him today in fact. Real nice work puttin‘da fear in da monkey boy da way ya did. Kid was still creepa-ma-fied out when he got to my lot.”

“Oh… Pj told you about that huh?” Benny said scratching at his horn a little bit embarrassed by his actions. He had learned that Moose was actually a good kid once he got to know him. And the ape clearly adored Pj which made the rhino very happy. His little buddy needed someone to make him feel good after all the crap he took in his normal day to day life. “Sort of did the same thing to my sisters ex too.” 

“And I bet he never did anything wrong to her did he?” Pete said. “Just like Clancy will make sure ta be extra nice to my boy.”

“Boy…” Benny let out a long breath, looking up at Pete with new eyes. What he had just learned certainly was a lot to take in. The fat bastard in front of him actually cared about his son although he buried his true feelings under a whole an assloads of rude, selfish, scheming, evil, and deprave behavior. “Ya’know I think I might have misjudged yous a little bit D’caht…” 

“You might have… you might have.” Pete said in an almost sagely tone. Then grinning he gave Benny a certain look, leaned back in his seat and added. “So are ya goin’ ta stroke yer pud for me now or not baloney man!?”

Benny’s eyes twitched. Even after the emotional and heartfelt conversation they had just had the perverted fucker still wanted him to jerk off for him. “I’m leaving.” The deli owner said flatly, standing to leave once again. ‘What was I thinking letting down my guard like that? The man might care about his kid a little but he’s still an oversexed conman!’

Pete reacted instantly to the other man’s attempt to flee, quickly getting to his feet and grabbing him by the shoulder. “Now, now don’t be like that Fraido.” He almost cooed. “We was startin’ ta get all buddy-buddy like and everything. And I know you’d just hate to disappoint yer little cock warmer in there by walkin‘ out on this one time deal.”

“That’s a low blow.” Mr. Fraido pouted. But as much as he hated to admit it he knew Pj would be upset that he hadn’t gotten the apartment. After several moments of intense thought Benny finally relented with a shuddering sigh. If all he had to do was show off he could do it he supposed. Reasoned. ‘After all it’s not like I haven’t done worst things in the past.’ He reasoned to himself. “If I go and do this thing you’re not going to bring anything like this up again ever again, right?” He asked out loud however. “You hand over the keys to this place without any more shit or blackmailing.”

It only took Pete a millisecond to respond to the inquiry, his horniness clouding his mind. “You do a little bit of master-na-batin’ and ya get da apartment, half rent and all da repairs ya want.” He clarified. Happy now that he won Pete flopped back down onto the couch, placing both arms draped over the back of it and legs as far apart as he could get them, showing off the growing bulge in his trousers. “We got a deal?”

“Deal.” Grimacing Benny turned to face the other man and placed his hands on his hips. “Ok, so how do you want me to start doing this thing?” He asked snarkily. 

“Drop the pants and take off yer shirt dumbass.” Pete huffed. He was getting tired of all the stalling. He wanted to see what the man had swinging between that caused his son to come home happy with a crack dripping with rhino seed.  “An do it real slow-like, yeah. I wanna enjoy every ever lovin’ moment ’o’ this.”  

Benny narrowed his eyes at the blunt command, but began doing as he had been told. Frowning he began by pulling his shirt over his head then unbuckling his belt, throwing the thin strap of leather across the room with distaste once it was free. Next he hooked his thumbs in the waistband of his jeans and hesitantly began sliding them down his legs, underwear and all. Exposing his completely naked body to the drafty air of the apartment and to the gleeful eyes of his voyeur. “There I did it, happy?”

Looking on as the other man devastated himself of his clothing Pete felt his cock harden in his own pants. The rhino looked real good naked, nice and doughy. Plus he had a nice sized member too. Pete would deny it if anyone asked but he was actually drooling a little at the sight. In the short time he had started fucking other men he had come to enjoy playing around with a good piece of meat. The feel, the weight, the musky sent… all of it turned him on. And then there was the reactions he got when he stroked another guy off. They always moaned and begged for more. The whole thing made the used car salesmen feel powerful. Just the thought of all the bedmate’s he had been with in the past was enough to get the big man going. Using one of his hands he began to massage his package shamelessly. Biting his bottom lip at the tingling sensation of arousal creeped up his body. “Real nice meat ya got there, deli man.” He mocked. “Bet you make the little slut squeal like a stuffed pig on it.”

“Stop it with all the puns D’caht.” Benny warned. “And stop insulting your son.” Realizing that he needed to get this over as quickly as he could the horned man took himself in his palm. Stroking the sleeping staff attached to him, slowly and with purpose. Soon it began to harden in his grip, responding to the heat and stimulation, foreskin pulling back and exposing the dull red head. “Like this?”

“Yeah that’s real good.” Pete said huskily. “You musta got a lot of pussy with that hammer when you wuz young meat man. Bet da girls couldn’t keep their hands offa it when you whipped it out.” 

Benny nodded. “You got that right.” He began grumpily. “Bedded about twenty or so girls when I was in high school and even more when I was working for my uncle’s construction business. Women loved seeing me in my sweat stained wife beater and work boots.” The rhino let out a small hiss of pleasure as his thumb accidentally scraped over a certain spot. As he rode out the sudden jolt of joy the rhino let his mind momentary go back to his past. He had to admit to himself the while he might like having sex with men a lot more he had still had fun sleeping with those women too. It was a shame that his luck with women dried up once he had gotten married. 

Pete watched the cascade of emotions play across his companions face. The gray man was still fighting his own lust, although he had promised to submit. Maybe if he could push him a little more the rhino would relax a little so that they could move on to the next part of his plan. “So tell me Fraido, does my boy let ya fuck’um often?”

Mr. Fraido glared at Pete, Why was he bringing that up now? “Yeah we have sex almost every time he comes into my shop.” He answered honestly as he continued to stroke himself. “I’m real thankful a young cutie like Pj has the time to let an old meat peddler like me sleep with him.”

“Heh-heh it ain’t ‘bout havin’ da time for that one.” Pete smirked. “The kid’s a cock hungry little slut who will give it up to any guy who asks. Which explains why he lets his dear old dad fuck da hell outta him almost every night.” Unzipping his pants Pete quickly fished out his now rock hard cock and wagged it a few times, taking delight when he saw Benny‘s slack jawed expression at the sight. “Real beaut ain’t she.” He said smugly, noticing the appraisal. “Pj had da same face when I pulled little Pete out da other day for him ta play wid.”

“I’ve seen bigger slabs of meat in my time. Mostly cocktail wieners.” Benny said dismissively. Despite what he said however, the rhino had to admit to himself that the older D’caht really had something to brag about. The man was nearly as big as some of the sausages he kept in his shop, the large organ standing proudly from the thick thicket of pubic hair around its base. How did his little buddy manage to get that fat sucker up his cute little butt? It was long and veiny with a wide purplish head that currently dripped a clear fluid from the slit at the tip. 

Pete having barely heard the younger man’s insult and continued talking about the last time him and Pj had fucked. “Ya wanna know what that little whore of mine did da second I pulled this thing out?” He questioned. He glanced up to Benny who instantly avoided eye contact. Oh yeah he was getting turned on by this. Pete knew it would only take a little more pushing to get what he wanted. “He dropped right to his knees and swallowed me right up. Fuck it was real good. Brat knows how ta handle a cock, suckin’ on it like a vacuum and workin’ that tongue real good. Got so carried away that I grabbed him by the back of da head and forced myself down his throat. He didn’t mind none… just slurped away like some greedy piglet nursin’ on a teat.”

Benny felt a shudder going through his entire body imagining the father and son having sex. But as soon as he realized what he was doing the deli shop owner mentally scolded himself. ‘Idiot! Don’t go getting turned on right now!’ Why was this happening? Must be the dirty talk the bastard was spewing out nothing more nothing less. ‘Yeah that’s it.’

“Then after I had him suck me off for a while I yanked down his shorts and force him down on all fours.” Pete went on, his body becoming heated from his own memories. “Fingered his ass ta get him loose for a bit. Then got in position behind him and teased the hell outta him wit da tip” There was a dirty chuckle. “You should have seen’im wagging that fat ass, begging for his daddy ta mount him and pound-a-mafy his hole. Heh-heh, of course I wuz more than happy ta oblige… shoved my meat right up his chute hard. Slut loved it too, throwing his head back and like a bitch in heat and moaning loud enough for the whole world ta hear!”

As Pete finished his description of him and his son’s intimate act Benny became lost in the moment, throwing his own head back and moaning similar to how Pj must have, beginning to enjoy jacking himself off. Just the thought of his little buddy acting so wantonly, it was mind blowing. Usually Pj was reserved with him when they had sex. Sure he’d lose it after a little while. But never had he acted like his dad had so crudely put it, a little whore. “F-FUCK! That had to be really hot looking.” He said much to his own shame. Getting turned on by the thought of incestuous sex, it was sick.  

“That’s it get inta it.” Pete encouraged with a smirk. Wasting no time the large man quickly stood, pants pooling around his ankles and after stepping out of them he carefully made his way over to the horned man. “Get real… heh-heh horny deli bum. I wanna see ya squirt.” Without asking Pete slapped Benny’s gray hand away from his own cock and took its place. The sharp intake of breath from Benny was all he needed to know that he would get no resistance. He tightened his grip and gave it several steady strokes enjoying the feel of the pulsing tube of flesh in his palm. “Feels good havin’ ol Pete touch ya down there don’t it.”

“F… Feels like some limp wrested sissy pawing at my nether region.” Benny insisted trying and failing to keep himself from blushing. But try as he might Mr. Fraido could feel his knees start to buckle from the pleasure he was receiving, the sensations of a fully grown man’s hand on his meat sure feeling so good. So very, very good. Realizing how vulnerable he had become the rhino quickly tried to think of a way to regain the upper hand. Just because he was letting D’caht do this to him didn’t mean he should just be pulled along with the sick man’s desires. Peering down between them the deli owner noticed Pete’s exposed and unguarded member bobbing up and down with its owner motions. ‘Let’s see how the fatass likes this.’ He thought defiantly. Reaching down he wrapped his fingers around the bloated organ and started to tug at it with a fevered pace matching its owner‘s rhythm. He’d make the other man cum and show the cat who was top dog. 

Pete nearly lost his own balance at the sensation of being fondled, but instantly realized the challenge in the other man’s actions. Dammed pastrami pusher thought he could show him up? Well Pete D’caht wouldn’t take that lying down. “So ya think you can play dirty huh!?” He said tightening his grip. “I’ll show you dirty.”

“Your one to talk D’caht! Bet a scumbag like you wallows in the mud twenty-four-seven!” Benny replied with equal venom. The rhino leaned forward until the two of them were forehead to forehead, eye to eye never once stopping in his rough stroking. “I can make you cum first in ten seconds flat like some prom night virgin.” He declared. “Show that you’re nothing but talk and can’t hold out for shit!”

“You think yer all that don’t ya horn head?” Pete said with a dismissive snort. The large man increased his speed hand flying up and down the rhino’s thick gray shaft. “But I see right through you ya‘know. Gonna make ya cum like a faucet first.”

Benny snarled and began twisting his wrist trying to add more pressure and sensation. “Wanna bet another fifty bucks off of the rent?” He suggested.

Pete nodded, taking the bet without a further thought. What happened next was a mad contest between the two larger men. Each increasing his grip, speed, and rhythm to match whenever the other man did. The whole room began to heat up from their excursions joined by the occasional moan and grunt as wet slicking sounds echoed in their ears. Finally after several minutes of their masturbatory duel Pete began to feel the telltale signs of his own orgasm approach. This was bad for the other man, he was Pete D’caht and he always won! Of course he only usually won because he cheated, so why ruin a winning strategy. “Ya’know I wonder what ye little buddy would say to you spankin’ the monkey wit his daddy.” He asked in-between heavy breaths. 

The suggestion got the desired result. Benny gasping and slowing down his movements just a fraction. “You wouldn’t dare ya big fat…”

Oh yes he would. “PEEE-JAY!!!!” Pete shouted at the top of his lungs. The response from his son was almost instantaneous the bedroom door busting open and the young man scrambling out of the apartments bedroom like a man with his ass on fire. 

“I’m here sir! I‘m here!!” Pj said eyes unfocused in panic. The chubby boy had been listening at the bedroom door, his worry growing as the conversation died down on the other end only to be replaced with strange sounds. When he heard his father’s loud bellowing he had nearly jumped out of his skin, falling backwards and almost hitting his head on the bead post. But as soon as his ample bottom hit the floor he was scampering out of the room in a blind panic, rushing out into the apartments living room as fast as his arms and legs could carry him.

Now that he was in the room however Pj began to wonder if he hadn’t actually hit his head. He had to be seeing things, what was in front of him couldn’t ever be real. There standing in the living room was his dad and Mr. Fraido, both of them with their pants down their ankles and hands on each other’s cocks. But no matter how hard he shook his head after seeing it the image didn’t dissipate. “W-What’s going on in here?” 

“What da fuck does it look like boy!?” Pete snapped in irritation. Sometimes his son could be such a clueless dimwit. “Were havin’ ourselves a little jack off contest here.” He beckoned the younger man to approach them with his free hand. “Get yer fat self over here son we need ourselves a referee ta judge this whole hullabaloo.”

“Y-you want… an r-referee!?” Pj said eyes drifting to his dad’s then Mr. Fraido’s cocks.

“Quit stalling and MOVE!” Pete barked, not caring about his son’s inner turmoil. 

Pj instantly obeyed his father, padding over to the pair with only slight hesitation. Looking down between the pair he watched as they moved their hands back and forth on each other dicks the heads gleaming with pre. Pj couldn’t help the drool that dribbled down his chin at the sight. It just looked so hot to him he couldn’t help it. “So… what exactly am I supposed to um, do here sir.”

“Get real close and watch us brat.” Pete ordered him. Once again Pj instantly did as told not wanting to upset the older man. Squatted down in front of them he made an audible gulping sound as he observed the twin rock hard shafts right in front of his nose almost in a trance.

Realizing that something was off Benny glared at the man standing in front of him. “What are you up to D’caht?” He asked in growing suspicion. He could feel his face starting to grow red as his young friend’s breath caressed his aching member. 

“Jus wanted ta include my dear little boy in all da fun we’re havin’ is all.” Pete lied. “Look how happy he is.” Benny and Pete shifted their attention to Pj who was staring at their cocks like a starving man staring at a steak. Taking “pity” on him Pete grabbed the boy by the head and turned it towards Benny’s member. “Suck it for him slut.” He demanded.

“Ok now, I know that ain’t fair!” Benny protested. “I can’t hold off if Pj starts sucking on my dick.”

“Quit yer whining’ horny man.” Pete shot back playfully. He pressed the head of the rhino’s cock against Pj’s lips, the boy giving a needy whimper as he did. “Iffin ya were a real man then you’d be able to hold off no matter what. I can make someone cum half a dozen times b’fore I even cum once.”

“I‘ll show you a real man fat ass.” Benny cupped Pj’s cheek, forcing the boy to look up at him gently. “Do ya mind Peeje baby? I mean this whole thing is kinda nuts and if yous don’t want to do it then-”

“Mr. Fraido it‘s fine. I-I really don’t mind doing it.” Pj quietly interrupted. “In… in fact I kinda really, really want to do it now m-my mouth is watering.”

Benny chuckled how could he object anymore when his friend was acting so cute. Of course Pete had to ruin the moment by dramatically pretending to wipe away a tear saying. “Awe ain’t that just so darn sweet, do da two of you want me ta play some vio-ma-nin music ta accompany yer mush.”

Mr. Fraido instantly became angry at the sarcasm in the other man‘s voice. Why did he have to ruin such a sweet moment between him and his little buddy? “I swear you fat son-of-… *ahh!* …oh god Pj… *shit* …that’s it kiddo.” Pj seeing the oncoming storm in the rhinos face had taken the initiative to stop any more arguing. Opening his mouth the chubby boy gladly took his friends hefty cock into his mouth, gently applying suction in just the right way as to cease any further talking, save for a few heated expletives. 

“Heh-heh da boy works wonder don’t he?” Pete said watching the rage drain from the horned male’s face. It always surprised him how far his son had come in his “slut skills”. It took him less than two seconds flat to start pleasing the man above him. If he were a different kind of father the middle-aged man would have been disappointed by his boy’s willingness to suck cock. But all Pete could think of as he listened to the slurping and pleased hums coming from his boy was how proud he was that he was such a good little whore. Of course he couldn’t let the rhino have all the fun though. Ever since Fraido had started getting his blow job he had neglected stroking Pete’s mighty cock and that just wouldn’t do. Luckily for the sinister man his son was in the prime position to give him a hand in the matter of getting him off. “Hey slut how ’bout you show yer ever lovin’ daddy some attention?”

Pj lost in the deep daze of pleasure he got from just suckling on Benny’s cock, obediently reached over to his father’s cock and began to stroke him. ‘I wonder how far they’re going to take this.’ The boy mused half afraid that they were just going to fuck him right there and half excited that they would. He would never admit it but he had always had this little fantasy about the two men putting away their hostility, deciding to have a good time together, and then taking turns with him all night long. 

Pete seemingly reading his son’s mind suddenly pulled away and clapped his hands. “Hey horn head wanna just forget ’bout our little bet and fuck this here slut instead?” He asked with a smirk. “I mean we both know I’d win anywho so why not just give up.”

Benny gave the other man a dirty look and gently pushed Pj off of his hard cock. “You better take that back D’caht.” He threatened lightly. “I wasn’t even close to nutting.”

Pete waved the other man‘s declaration off. “You say that but I could see it in yer face you were ’bout to blow like a bugle horn.” As he taunted the other man Pete absently pushed his son down until he was on all fours. Then continuing to talk him then spun him around on the unfinished floor, the boy’s ass facing him. “But iffin you still want ta keep da bet going let’s fuck and see who can last da longest.” 

The other man looked down to his young friend on the floor who looked back up at him. They were really taking advantage of him he realized. “I don’t know about that bub, Pj’s done an awful lot for us already and all.”

“Fuck, he don’t mind.” Pete pulled his son’s shorts down exposing the boy’s bare the furry black ass for them both to see. “Don’t ya boy?” He asked giving the plump cheeks a hardy smack, the dull thwack echoing through the half furnished apartment. 

Pj hung his head low face heating up. His dad had positioned him like some sort of livestock ready to be breeded and he didn‘t even try to put up a weak resistance. “N-No dad.” He muttered shyly. “In fact… I sorta want to now.”

After giving Mr. Fraido an “I told you so” look Pete then proceeded to spit in hands and drill his fingers into his pliant son‘s asscrack. Pj feeling the delightful intrusion let out a small whimper and wiggled his hips trying to get those thick gloved fingers to go deeper. “Jus like I told ya before Fraido.” Pete said as he began to concentrate on preparing his son. “He wiggles his hips like a bitch in heat when ya do this.”

“I noticed that already D’caht.” Benny said. The rhino walked around Pj and squatted down next to Pete examining the way he was working the younger man’s hole like one would examine the engine of a car. “Ease up a little! Yous gotta work it real slowly.” He huffed. The horned man pushed the father and son apart and took Pete’s place. Carefully he wormed his fingers into Pj’s hairy furrow and tickled the entrance to the boy’s joy tunnel. The pucker resisted at first but granted him entry soon enough Pj hissing as his insides were jabbed by the rhino’s thick finger. “See this is how our boy here likes it.”

“Hey I was working there!” Pete growled not liking being pushed around by the other man. “This here is my hole to get loose cause I’m da one who made it!” Being rude he pushed the other man away from Pj’s ass, jabbing his fingers into his son with little care.

“I don’t care if ya made it or not fatass, yous were doing it wrong!” Mr. Fraido shoved the other man again, only to get shoved back again. Soon the two men got into a childish slap fight, each trying to get behind Pj so that they could prepare him for getting fucked.

After waiting there on all fours for several minutes of childish bickering Pj had had enough. “Dad, Mr. Fraido how about I do it for you?” The boy managed to get in in-between the insults.

Both men looked at each other then at the slightly perturbed young boy. “FINE!” They both snapped.

Pj just rolled his eyes at their behavior and reached behind himself working his fingers into his own hole. So much for the two men putting aside their differences. “How am I doing guys?” He asked after several minutes of working himself. 

“Fuck yeah you’re doing good baby.” Mr. Fraido said with a pant. The sight of the much younger man playing with himself was enough to nearly take his breath away. He had to get into that, to fuck the younger man and make them both feel real good. He moved forward to do just that but he soon found himself beat to the punch as Pete shoved him again and positioned himself behind the waiting boy. “HEY!”

“First cum first served.” Pete chuckled. Without any further delay the large man pushed forward, his cock entering his son’s chunky ass with little resistance. “Shit I needed this after taday.” He said through gritted teeth. Starting to thrust, the kneeling man placed both of his hands on Pj’s hips and began to relentlessly pound into him, eyes ablaze as he overwhelmed his sex partner within a few short inward strokes. Pj after being stunned by the sudden fierceness of his father’s fucking began to groan and push back; he loved the feeling of being dominated by the other man. His dad knew all the right spots, all the angles that got his motor running and his own untouched cock hanging under him dripping onto the floor. “That’s it slut take ’m dick.” Pete snarled as he rode his son. Looking over to Benny he gave the horned man a smug look, not once slowing his thrusts. “So how does it look watchin’ a dad fuck his baby boy?” He asked. “It gettin’ through yer head that I take real good care of my slutty boy here? After all what dad would deny him something he loves so much.”

Benny tried to say it was gross, he should have said it was gross, he almost said it was gross. But what came out of his mouth instead was an “It looks fucking fantastic!” as he watched the father and son continue to copulate. Wanting to get more traction Pete shifted into a squatting position, so that he could really pile drive into his son. The new positioned allowing Benny to have a clear view as Pete’s large and angry looking cock entered Pj’s used hole again and again. 

The fucking between the two men lasted for several long minutes. The shared grunts and groans of the father and son making Benny envy the special relationship they had. He was right when he said he had been wrong about D’caht. The man was a sleaze that was sure. But at least the made him happy sometimes. Even if the way he did it wasn’t something normal fathers did. The sounds of Pete bellowing like a wounded bull reached the rhino’s ears and drew him out of his inner thoughts. Peering over to the two D’caht’s the deli owner witnessed as Pete slammed into his son one last time, cumming with such volume that the excess cum dribbled out of Pj’s hole and onto the floor. “I hope you’re not going to make me clean that up.”

Pete laughed at the other man, too blissed our in his post orgasmic state. “Yer next baloney man.” He said. Pushing off of his son the large man rolled over onto his side. “Hope you don’t mind sloppy seconds.”

Benny snorted, as if he’d pass up an opportunity to fuck his cute little buddy. Taking his place, the gray skinned man pulled his shirt over his head and pushed his friend down onto his belly, they always like this position. “Ready Peeje baby?” He asked kissing the back of Pj‘s neck. 

Pj nodded his mind reeling from the expert fucking he had just gotten from his dad. ““Sure… sure thing M-Mr. Fraido go ahead please.”

“Anything you want kiddo.” Slowly the rhino entered his younger friend effortlessly from behind. Both getting a little bit grossed out by the warmth of Pete’s spent seed, and getting turned on by it. As soon as he was all the way in, his hips pressed up against Pj’s furry backside he began to slowly rock back and forth, his cock making a wet squishing sound as it moved back and forth inside of the cat’s ass.

“Oh god… *ahh* … Mr. Fraido!” Pj gasped as his mind was once again surrendered to a larger man that night. It was kinda strange He realized as he was driven into that he could both enjoy having sex hard and fast like what his dad did and enjoy having it nice and slow like what Mr. Fraido did. Guess he really was a slut who wanted it any way he could get it.  

Pete grinned as he watched the lazy fucking going on next to him, propping his head up against his hand so that he could have a better view. The rhino knew how to press all the right buttons, who knew. “That‘s m‘boy.” He thought. “Enjoy gettin' yer ass reamed out real slow-like. ‘Cause we ain‘t done tonight. Not by a fucking long shot.” After a few more moments the sinister man pushed his later plans for his son to the back of his mind and rolled over towards his suitcase. “I know yer busy Fraido but you wanna sign this thing now?” He asked pulling out another piece of paper.

“While I’m doing Pj here?” Benny asked not missing a beat.

“Why not?” Pete shrugged nonchalantly as he held out a pen for the other man. “It’s always best ta sign a contract when yer nice and relax-a-ma-fied. It’s all written up wit yer name in all da right places, and…” Pete placed the contract on the floor and quickly wrote on it. “… I just added da extra stuff you wanted. Plus da extra fifty off cause I came first.”

“Wait you had it all done with my name on it and everything?” Benny slowed down momentarily giving Pete a suspicious eye. “You were going to give me this dammed apartment all the time weren’t you?”

Pete shrugged again and pulled out several more papers, each with the different name of someone Pj had slept with since September. “It ain’t like yer special Horny man. I was goin’ ta give this place to whoever my son was bringin’ over. Too good and opportunity to get some new footage for my collection.”

“Footage?” Benny looked around the apartment. “There better not be any dammed cameras in here or so help me you’re going to get sued.”

“Don’t worry yer empty little head none, buddy. I promised no more blackmailin’ and I meant it.” Pete pouted dramatically. “It ain't like I’m da sort of guy who's a complete bastard.” Both Pj and Benny stopped dead in their tracks and raised an eyebrow looking over to him. “Ok, ok I meant to say I ain't the sort of guy who would just go back on their promise.” The duo’s expression stayed the same. “Fine! I ain’t da sorta guy who doesn’t reward someone when they do sumthin’ that pleases me.” Mr. Fraido looked down to Pj, who was still under him. The boy seemed to think for a second then nodded. “There see da boy believes me.” 

“You know you’re a real piece of work D’caht?” Benny snickered as he continued to thrust and please the man under him.

“Fuck yeah I know.” Pete rolled onto his back letting out a loud braying laugh. “But I’m one hellava piece of work!”

(I’d like to tell you Mr. Diary that my dad and Mr. Fraido became best friends after that. But in retrospect that really was too much to hope for. But a few good things did happen between the two. My dad did keep his promise to let Mr. Fraido move into the apartment with absolutely no fuss. I just know he’s going to be happy there. And to my surprise I found out later that Benny had even helped my dad with the contractors he had hired. Who would have known that the rhino had a knack for dealing with lazy construction workers? Of course we lost a few of them after an incident with a crowbar which I still don’t have the full details too. My Dad was happy with the outcome Benny actually saving him quite a lot of money. Or… at least that’s what I would say if my dad didn’t get a series of bills later that year for a hot tub, a walk in closet, and an indoor swimming pool for the apartments all witch came with a note that read. “Hope you don’t mind me adding a few things to the bill D’caht, but if ya do then I’ll just repay you with a sub… ten percent off.” To say my dad wasn’t angry would be an understatement. But as he stomped and cursed Benny I noticed a slight look of pride in his eyes. Maybe all it’s going to take is some time for the two of them become friendlier.) 

Next time Pj goes on a little vacation with his dad and bubba, and meets some interesting people on the road…