Martin, a tall and lean, grey wolf was having quite the tough and hard as fuck day was shuffling through the docks of the port city he was living in. Today was just not his, nothing went right. His car refused to start, got a cab instead only to be stuck in this massive traffic because a pair of douchebags were having a ‘bigger man’ contest, was late for work and got reamed out by his boss for it. And finally was forced to stay after work hours and do some overtime, with no pay as a ‘lesson on tardiness’.

“Fuck them all!” He snarled out as he kicked an empty soda can off the dock and into the water. “I really need to find someplace to relax at. Probably a nice ass or two to fuck…”

As if the universe wanted to give him what he wanted, his phone pinged as he got a text. *Hey man, bet your day was miserable, right?* His friend, who also works at the same place, said with a tone of sarcasm evident even through text. *Well, I got the perfect place for ya~* Then sent the location of a place that is not shown on the map apps. *I know you’re at the docks right now since you love the sea so much. It’s pretty close, so check it out~* He ended the message with a winky face emoji.

“Well, they better have good booze.” he mumbled to himself as he checked out the map app with the location… and it was pretty close to where he was right now. “Huh… doesn’t show on the app when I search it though. Idiot better not be sending me to some smuggler’s den or something.” But the promise of a good night overwrote his skepticism, so on his way he went.

*****

“Well, shit…” Martin said as he walked past the door… and felt like he just walked into a pirate’s den. The style of the walls, the decorations, even the staff’s outfits were mostly akin to what pirates wore back in the day.

And the staff themselves… they were all young fellas, from the young age of around 10-13 and all the way up to 18+, the only real adults that he saw were the men working the kitchen and the bar, all looking pretty buff and ripped as fuck, like even the youngest of them could probably use his twig-ass body as a benchpress bar with ease.

The outfits? Those were the skimpiest outfits he ever saw, like ass cheeks on full display, thick and strong arms, solid abs, buff chests, thicc thighs, heavy bulges, all exposed for all to see. Most of the young, waiting staff even had a few sexy and suggestive piercings that the patrons there loved to tease and play with.

“Good evening, sir!” He jumped as he heard someone greeting him. Seeing no one, he looked down to see this young, brown-furred rat boy, possibly 12 or 13, that had the bulk and body of an amateur bodybuilder, dressed like a pirate deckhand complete with the bandanna around his head and everything. “Welcome to Little Cove! What sort of booty are you searching for?” He said- tried more like, in the best pirate accent he could muster, the whole time trying, and failing, to keep from giggling.

“Oh, uh… what?” Martin asked as he was just… lost. His eyes just appraising this tasty, young morsel in front of him, his cock hardening in his pants and was even drooling without him noticing.

“It means what are you looking for?” One of the older men from the bar, an older version of the rat boy with messy, greying hair, came up to them, giving the young boy a quick head ruffle.

“Oh! Uhm… just something to drink would be fine.” Martin was now looking at this older rat… and realized where the boy got his handsome looks and bulky body from. The guy was RIPPED, with veins casually mapping over his arms from the back of his hands, over his thick forearms, and ending slightly beyond the BULGING biceps.

“Bad day, huh? Don’t worry, I got just the thing for ya.” The older rat gave him a knowing wink as he patted the boy on the head. “Show him to an empty table, Luke. I’ll be at the bar when you get his order.”

“Sure thing, da- I mean, aye-aye Captain!” The boy giggled as he gave a salute before walking away, Martin following behind him.

As they made their way to an empty table, Martin saw that the place only had male customers, most of them middle-aged or older men, the way they casually rubbed and groped at the staff of young boys made him excited and kind of hopeful, especially when the boys encouraged the men to grope them, even enticing them with a few flexes and poses. Maybe this was a common thing around here? No wonder it didn’t show up on any map app. The authorities would come down on this place like it was the end of days.

He took a seat and Luke gave him a menu… but then leaned in to whisper in his ear. “Check out the other half of the menu, too~” Then surprised the wolf with a small kiss on the cheek before running off to help another customer.

Martin felt his heart flutter a bit at the cute gesture, but his stomach’s rumbling reminded him that he missed dinner, and no, microwave food doesn’t really cut it in the long run. So he looked through the menu and everything look very appetizing… and pretty cheap! But remember Luke’s words, he began flipping through the pages of the menu book… but quickly closed it in shock, and a hint of arousal, once he reached that part.

Slowly opening it again, he saw the ‘other half’ of the menu that Luke mentioned. It had multiple pictures of the waiter boys. Pictures of their handsome and cute faces, their best appealing muscle, their naked bubble asses, and their heavy cocks and balls that no boy their age should have. Below the pictures it had a small list of the kind of ‘services’ they provide.

Sure enough, there was Luke, showing off his bright smile, pierced pecs, and those low-hanging balls of his. Martin swallowed some nerves as he looked around once again, this time noticing the table behind him where the man had his waiter, a young wolf boy, sitting on the table in front of him, feet on the man’s thigh, as he flexed and posed, the whole time the man was stroking the boy’s thick cock, giving the head an occasional flick of his tongue. And something similar was happening all around him, one guy was even outright fucking his waiter, right there on the table.

“Made your choice, yet?” Martin jumped and almost dropped his menu was Luke suddenly appeared beside him.

“Oh, uhm… yeah, sure!” Martin quickly flipped through the pages and chose a meat platter with a side of mashed potatoes, and some beer to go with it. “And, um…” He swallowed his nerves again, not believing what he was gonna say. “And, uh… y-you… F-F-For the ‘Cabin Job’.” The beaming smile on Luke’s face made all of Martin’s nerves disappear almost instantly.

“Right away, sir!” With a cute salute, Luke dashed away, almost like a cartoon character, to the bar to give the man Martin’s order.

The whole time, Martin’s eyes were glued onto the boy’s plump and athletic bubbly butt that was exposed for everyone to see. His cock has never been this hard before. He suddenly remembered the text he got from his friend, possible the only one who knows that Martin likes this ‘type’ of sexual partners, hence leading him to this place. “I don’t know if I should kiss or punch him the next time I see him.”

*****

The food was AMAZING! Martin would definitely give it a five-star rating if they had a public site, which is unlikely considering the ‘items’ on their menu.

Of course, the whole time, Luke was under the table, between Martin’s legs, giving the wolf the BEST blowjob he’s ever had in his life! Not even adult escorts could compare. This boy knew how to pleasure a man right. Lots of focus was put on Martin’s cock head, which was his most sensitive part, and his balls, which he loved having attention given to. And the rat boy figured all of that out by himself by watching Martin’s reactions.

Martin took his sweet time enjoying his food and the expert between his legs, leaning back in his seat with a satisfied sigh as he finished his food. “That was the best meal I’ve ever had.”

“Glad you enjoyed it, sir~!” Luke said as he pulled away from Martin’s cock, only to go back on it, slooowly taking the whole thing into his throat, no gag-reflex whatsoever, taking deep breaths of the wolf man’s thick, manly musk before finally pulling off. “Looks like your ready~”

“Uh, ready for what?” Martin was both afraid and excited about what that meant. Luke had a sly smile as he got up and turned around, showing off his ass to his client, giving it an inviting wiggle as it hovered right over Martin’s cock. It almost reached to the middle of the rat boy’s back. “Uh, I don’t that’s gonna fi-” *schlorp* With a swift motion, Luke slipped Martin’s whole cock into his ass with total ease.

“Oooohhh, siiiirrrr~! So, biiiiiig~!” Luke moaned out as he started bouncing on Martin’s cock, his abdominals stretching out each time the wolf bottomed out.

Martin’s body was on autopilot at that point as his brain was pretty much fried from the sensation and the hot-as-fuck situation he was currently in. A quiet and quaint restaurant that not many people visit, a bunch of sexy, muscular boys and men all around waiting to serve him on hand and foot, one of them literally bouncing on his cock, willingly at that.

All of those factors just scrambled his brain as he stared off into space, his hands unconsciously roaming over Luke’s body, groping his buff boypecs and perky tits, giving his cock a few strokes every now and then. But this was just too hot, his vision flashing white as he got closer and closer to orgasm. “L-Luke… I’m getting… close.”

“Inside sir! All of it, please!” Luke pleaded needily, clenching hard on Marting’s cock, milking him for that steaming hot, man juice.

“F-F-F-Fuck!” Luke growled deeply, trying to keep himself as quiet as possible, but this was the most explosive load he’s ever had in his LIFE! Colors and stars sparkling and flashing in his sight as he felt like he was on some trip. He could hear it somehow, just a series of *GLURP SPLURP SHLRP SPLRT GWERP GLUB* with each pump of his load into the hungry boy in his lap.

“Aaaahhhnnnn~!” Luke was not as quiet though, his own load spraying the bottom of the table as his flat washboard abs quickly expanded and bloated up into a thick, full, cumgut, the rest splashing from his gaped hole and making one hell of a mess of Martin’s pants and the chair he was seated on.

Martin’s brain basically shut off after that for about a minute. “Wow…” Was all he could say as he sat slumped on his seat, Luke leaning back against him as well. “Five-Star place, for sure~”

*****

A few days later, Martin was still feeling pretty bright and chipper, even when the boss was screaming at him about something very stupid and insignificant to their work. But he didn’t mind, he just dealt with it swiftly just to see the dumbfounded look on his boss’ face and shut him up for the rest of the day.

His work has been good in the past, but lately it’s been nothing less than perfect. His mind was clear, his heart light, almost nothing could get his mood down.

During his break, he was in the break room making himself a cup of coffee to pick him up, when his phone rang with a soft, sea-shanty-like ringtone. His tail was wagging before he picked up the phone to see the message. It was from an app that had a pirate’s flag as it’s logo, the notification read ‘New item on the menu’.

Making sure that no one was looking and the he was facing away from the camera, he discretely opened the app, it was a special app for the Little Cove restaurant he was in, the code for it only given to good customers. He was surprised that they also did takeout, but that was a bit of a dangerous option, so he wasn’t interested in that, yet.

When he opened the app, this new ‘menu item’ showed the four pics of a young, dark-brown furred lion boy with a VERY muscular body, true bodybuilder bulk right there, a physique that many adults would die for.

Martin was drooling at the sight while his tail was wagging so hard it almost created a small whirlwind behind him. He’s definitely going back to the Little Cove to try the new ‘item’. But he’ll always give special attention to the special rat boy who made his first visit just as special~