He was a hot-headed man: everyone knew that. Darryl was quick to let rip with his fists and ask questions later. One wrong move, one wrong look and he was in your face and pushing for a fight. However, it wasnt as if he was an eighteen year old, trying to find his way in the world. Darryl was now thirty three and had two failed marriages behind him and a string of kids to other women besides. The locals in his small town were getting a tad tired of him and his quick-tempered ways. Even his drinking buddies werent that keen on his company anymore and every time he set foot inside the hotel bar where he liked to hang out the poor barman debated whether to put in a call to the cops, just in case. Things were ever as they had been when Darryl came into the bar one Friday night. He was in a foul mood and the first beer hardly touched sides as it sloshed down into his belly. He quickly demanded the barman line up another. Eyes rolled skyward. Just then the door opened and in sashayed the most exotic creature that little town had ever seen. She was tall, impossibly blonde, and statuesque. Her cheekbones were so high they were practically in her skull, her nose was but a little button; her large eyes were ablaze with some inner life but highlighted by make-up of theatrical proportions and her plump lips were of the reddest, sluttiest hue you ever did see. Thrusting her big boobs out over the bar she asked for a glass of white wine in the huskiest voice that Bill, the barman, had heard on a woman in a long time. In fact, it wasnt since he had been in Thailand some thirty years ago and made that one dreadful mistake had he heard anything so throaty. But she sure looked a million dollars; come to think of it, so had his conquest that night. Bill was wary when he saw the interest that Darryl took in this stranger. If his misgivings were correct fists were going to fly and she wouldnt look so pretty in the morning. Id stay away from him if I were you, he whispered to the tall blonde he has something of an attitude problem. Just the way I like them. she replied before erupting in a chortle that sounded like a chainsaw firing up. The men in the bar were putty in her hands. They were moths around her manufactured flame and even Bill, who figured maybe he knew a little something that they didnt, was drawn in. But there was only one man that she was interested in. Darryls pride knew no bounds as she flirted and preened around him. His cock lurched in his snug jeans; how he would love to give her what she seemed to be asking for. But he was wary; his ex-wives accusations still rang in his ears: lousy lover, selfish, useless, all cock and no thrust. He just didnt know what with hell the matter with him was. Anymore, the thought of sex got him hellishly excited but the moment he entered a woman his interest waned; if he didnt think those thoughts, if he held on to his crazy fantasy, his erection would shrivel away leaving them both frustrated. Back when he was about twenty he and Ben had gone upstairs with an older woman and her husband. The two young stallions had rogered her senseless while her husband had sat and watched while he jerked himself off. It was a crazy situation for a small town boy but Darryl took it in his stride, the couple had left the hotel the next day and the incident was soon forgotten. But now, damn them! Ben and that stranger haunted his dreams. At first, if he just thought about them being there, watching him, he could do it; he could get his cock up and pleasure a woman as well as he had when he was younger. He couldnt understand this and tried to shake it from his brain but it was no use. Darryl was not the kind of man who knew what to make of what he considered such devious desires. But it only got worse. Recently he was with a really hot woman and he knew he risked losing his erection; he called them up, the pair of devils that lurked in the shadows, but it didnt work. Honey, we could wait a little. He heard her say. It was only when he allowed the pair deeper into his fantasy that he salvaged the situation. Now the husband didnt just watch: he stood over Darryl, jerking his big cock and Ben wasnt feeding his cock to the hungry wife. Oh no! How the hell had this happened? It was Darryl that was greedily slurping on Bens thick hog. And he grew hard, so hard that she was soon riding the tiger to ecstasy. Her moans filled the room and before long she was begging him to cum. No sooner had he cum than the feelings of guilt washed over him and he got up from that rumpled bed without a further word, and dressed and left without a backward glance. She wasnt the first woman to deflate and crumple after spending time with Darryl. But Magenta, for that was the name she went by, was made of sterner stuff. She shifted uneasily on her stool as her tucked-away cock started to inflate. Damn, she wanted this hot-headed stud with his sexy brown eyes and his crew-cut dark hair and his powerful forearms. She loved the way he filled out his jeans: a nice cup of nuts out front and a firm, fleshy butt in the rear. He didnt smile much, but then which surly fucker did. The thought of taming this beast, of making him surrender to her girth and steel, made her so horny she felt a flush creep across her face. She brushed her red nails across her nipples and Darryl excused himself to go take a piss. Look, I dont mean to be butting into your business, Bill said to her but that guy is trouble. I can handle him. Magenta told him. Bill was flustered. How could he make this woman see the danger she was in. I dont think you understand, he continued. Darryls has been in all sorts of trouble for losing his cool. If he finds out what I think youre keeping in that tight skirt of yours Bills voice trailed away. He hadnt meant it to come out like that. And he couldnt understand why he felt a sudden rush of blood to his head. Am I allowed to come round behind the bar? Magenta asked. Bill didnt reply. He knew that she would, whether he said no or not. She came around and, with her back to the bar counter, lifted her skirt. Bill flushed bright red. She pulled aside her panties, revealing one of the fleshiest cocks Bill had ever seen. It put his own little thing to shame. He quickly looked around: no-one else could see what she was showing him and he couldnt resist it, he reached out and traced his forefinger down the length of that big thing until it reached the soft foreskin. Bill was so horned up and boned up he was about clean out of his mind as he took that big cock in his hand and milked back the foreskin, revealing a moist red head. Thats about enough. She purred as she pulled her cock out of his hand and tucked it away and dropped her skirt. I hope you know what youre doing. Bill said. Probably better than you know what youre supposed to be doing. She said softly as she nodded towards a customer waiting at the bar. Then in a louder voice she added And Ill expect you to have some Vouvray for when I next visit, Bill. Certainly, Madam. Bill replied as he tried to banish from his mind the thought of getting down on his knees in front of this exotic creature and reliving his one crazy moment in an otherwise routine life. Lucky bastard, that Darryl. Bill only hoped he knew what to do with so much cock. Half an hour later Bill watched as Darryl and Magenta kissed and cuddled. He was standing there and feeling really jealous when the pair came up to him. What time do you shut the bar? she asked. About ten minutes time. Bill replied. He watched her take her hotel key out of her handbag and show him her room number. Wanna come up and have a little fun? she asked. But, but Bill was speechless. Sure he wanted to! But what about Darryl? But at least if he went up with both of them he could keep Magenta safe. Theres plenty for two. Magenta told him and Bill could feel desire course through his body. All he could do was nod. He practically threw his customers out of the bar and raced up the stairs with his heart pounding in his ribcage. He stood outside her door and tried one last time to talk himself out of it but it was no use. He was like a lamb led to slaughter. His cock throbbed in his underpants; he couldnt remember when last it had felt so alive. Suddenly his big belly and big butt melted away, the grey at his temples was gone, the lines around his eyes miraculously vanished. He felt young again. He was Tarzan, Thor and Hercules all rolled into one. He gently rapped on the door. Magenta opened it and she pulled him into a kiss. His cock started leaking precum as he kissed this gorgeous creature and he wondered if Darryl knew the surprise that was in store for him. Magenta was one fine kisser and she sure knew what to do with her hands as they raked down Bills spine and fondled his big, round cheeks. Darryl watched them kiss and couldnt keep his hand away from rubbing the big bulge that had appeared in his jeans. Magenta broke off the kiss and went and kneeled before Darryl. She took off his shoes and socks and started to undo his jeans. I wanna see you suck Bills cock. Darryl whispered. He couldnt afford to disappoint this amazing woman by having his cock go soft on him. She had already had a good feel of it and knew its size and how hard it could get. But now, if she got Bills cock out first, he was home safe. He stifled a gasp as she knelt before Bill and undid his trousers and pulled down his underpants. His thin cock was so rigid that it slapped up against his furry belly as she freed it from its cotton cage. And then those red lips parted and she took Bills cock into her mouth and Darryl knew he was going to be just fine. He watched Magenta greedily sucking on Bills small member and was pleased that he had more to offer her. But he knew too that without Bills pale flesh, without that cock and balls and that big, hairy butt his interest in Magenta would wane. And now he was tempted, almost overcome by a desire to touch the older man. He wondered how he would react but all too soon it was Darryls turn to receive Magentas attention. She stripped him out of his clothes and wrapped her hand around the base of his big cock. If he noticed how large her hands were he didnt hold on to that thought. All that mattered were those warms lips wrapped around his knob, giving him the most amazing sensations. Her long red nails raked down his thighs and across his big, plump, smooth balls. Instinctively he opened his legs wider and was genuinely shocked when she suddenly switched tactic and jammed her hot tongue up his butthole.