Gates
The air was warm..the sun was
bright and held itself high in the August sky. Phil had worked for Boss for
around 4 weeks. He kept himself busy with odd jobs around the estate while the
times were quiet. He read. He accompanied his Boss on some
deals that had to be made but generally times were quiet. The economic downturn had even
affected the sale of hi tech weapons. Phil joined the Bosses empire for
the money and to be honest for the excitement. After 3 years of combat in the
Army and some mercenary duties, babysitting a big rich guy was plain sailing
to money in the bank. The news that Phil was now
employed by Boss De Marco spread fast. Phil was prime bodyguarding
material. He stood at six feet 4 inches with
shoulders that seemed to go on forever. His bull neck bore a few tatoos gained in some dark den in Libya a few years
before. A chest that pushed 62 inches and
was heavy and thick covered in clipped fur. 36 inch waist hard and tight
narrowed to massive thighs and as the Boss remarked "A cock to die
for" swung between his massive legs sitting on his oversized heavy
balls. Phil was brutally handsome. Men watched him and women lusted
after him. His deep grey eyes in a rugged
unshaved face made Boss feel he could handle anything and to be honest he
probably could. His hands were huge...capable of
laying flat any man that got in his way or holding a weapon that would take
another mans life in a few seconds. It was on such a hot August day
that Boss walked outside to see Phil leaning over the hood of the old jeep he
was fixing up. Boss was no slouch, fit, tanned, muscled but half the imposing
size Phil was. Boss slid a fat cuban cigar in his full lips and lit it as he walked towards
the Jeep. he could see Phil's big back stretching the olive green overalls he
wore. Tight at his ass pulling up between the crack as his legs spread wide
and he reached in a rolled up arm to the base of the old engine. "Hey Phil...how’s she
looking?" Boss called as he smoked the cigar and walked up behind Phil. Phil turned. His hands greasy. sleeves rolled
up revealing a huge pair of tatooed forearms. He
wiped his face and nodded at his Boss...his eyes scanned the Bosses white
shirt which showed off his big chest nicely. "OK Boss she’s almost ready
now...its been good getting her running". Phil’s overalls were open to
his abs. His huge deep pecs on full view. Sweaty
hair matted across his massive chest. Dark huge nipples sat upon the massive
mounds of his chest. Sweat ran down his body to his
crotch. A gunbelt was strung around his waist
crossing low over a bulging cock in the old overalls. Phil adjusted himself as he spoke
to the Boss. Phil respected his man...indeed he knew he could and indeed
would die for his Boss when the time came. Phil was no stranger to violence
and death. He had been in a combat unit for a
long time. he had killed his fair share of men and enjoyed every bullet that
had ripped their uniformed bodies apart. He was no stranger to pain either. On one occasion an ambush in a
deserted burned out village had left him hit by enemy machine gun fire. The
gunfire took the big man to his knees ripping his uniform shirt almost off
his muscled torso. Medics found him 2 hours later. His body hit by 8
automatic slugs that buried themselves deep inside his huge muscles. Boss offered Phil a cigar and
watched as the huge man took the cuban and slide it
into his full lips. Chewing it from side to side as he showed his Boss the
jeep. Boss couldn’t help but watch this huge man as he moved...muscles
bulging.. stretching the overall material that was unzipped almost to Phil's
massive dick shaft. There was a sound of a car
horn...Phil turned to see a man climbing out of a car down at the high metal gates
at the end of the drive. The man carried a map in his fist. "Wait here Boss...lemme see what the jerk wants" Boss watched as Phil strolled down
the drive his back muscles rippling under the overall material. Hs big chest
exposed at the front moving with each step. "Yeah?" Phil growled
looking the guy over. "Hey sorry guy but I seem to
be lost...this Ocean Road?" "Nah....ur
way off man...go down the lane and turn right...hit the main road for half a
mile its on the right" "Ahhh
Thanks...damn this is an impressive place..." Phil looked at the
guy..."Yeah...it is ....now you better get movin
this is private property" Phil watched as the guy nodded and
folded up the map. The back window slid down silently
and a silenced barrel was pushed out of the window slowly...a thick round
barrel. Phil saw the gun and moved to draw
his but was too late. PFFT! PFFT! Phil grabbed the bars of the gates
as he arched backwards. His massive chest pushed out of the open overall. Two bullets slammed into his low
abdomen and he bellowed like a shot bull as he grabbed the rusty bars in
sheer agony...his teeth clamped down on the cuban
in his mouth PFFFT! PFFFT! Phil spun and staggered as his big
chest was hit twice. Both bullets ripped into his right chest and the blood
exploded out in two thick lines up and down to the dirt. Phl's
left hand grabbed the shot muscle as he staggered. His other hand dropped the
gun to the dirt. PFFT! PFFT! Phillip hit the dirt on his knees.
the bullets ripped into his side as the big man fell his massive cock was
pushed out of the open overalls. Hard and thick it bounced against his hard
hairy and blood soaked abs. PFFT! Phil hit the dirt on his back, his
arms outstretched. Blood pumped up in the air as he arched
up feeling the hot lead slam into his upper thigh. Huge muscle rolled on the dirt
clawing at loose stones as he dragged himself along. PFFT! PFFT! His huge V shaped back ripped wide
open and Phil rolled over and over and finally laid still. The gun man smiled. Lowered the
gun and fired a single shot that ripped through the material deep into Phil's
massive balls. The material exploded as blood and
flesh and cloth was sent in all directions. Smoke rose from Phil's massive
shot torso as the car drove away. The sun beat down
as blood spread out over the dirt. |
