Dotoli confronts Jollibee for fucking Winter.
It was a normal Monday afternoon at Jollibee’s, and business was bustling. The summer heat in the Philippines was somewhat bearable after days of occasional rain.
Jollibee can be seen near the entrance of the store, welcoming customers, unaware that a storm known as Dotoli would ruin his morning.
“JOLLIBEE YOU CHEATER!!!” Smack
A loud noise filled the street as someone wearing a crop top and mini shorts slapped Jollibee. Well… not the Jollibee mascot, but the statue of Jollibee that stood on the other side of the entrance to the store.
“Ah fuck!'“ Dotoli whrithed in pain after mistakenly slapping the handsome Jollibee.
“D-dotoli?” Jollibee came from behind the statue to check on Dotoli.
“You cheater! How dare you cheat on me with Winter of all people!” He spat with venom, fingers twitching as he pointed it towards Jollibee.
“Jagi- It was a one-time thing. I promise you!” The marites are now gathering around them, gathering as much chismis as they could get from these two lovebirds. Seeing this, Jollibee carried Dotoli on his shoulders.
“Y-yah! Put me down y-you cheater! Jollibee-baka!” Dotoli punched and screamed at the Jollibee as he carried him towards Jollibee’s home.
“Tone it down, babe! Let me explain.”
“What the fuck do you mean ‘tone it down’?! You expect me to tone down after you cheated on me with that Winter bitch all of people?!” Jollibee slowly put him down on the couch.
“I wasn’t thinking straight, Jagi… Please forgive me.”
“What can your apologies do when you’ve already used your Jollicock on somebody else other than me? Huh? Do you expect me to think that your Jollicock is still mine?”
Jollibee was taken aback at Dotoli’s response. He had not expected him to be that straightforward. The old Dotoli that he knew was calm, obedient, and never disobeyed him, but this, this is a new side that he hasn’t seen yet.
“Is that what this is all about? My Jollicock? If that’s so, I’ll fuck your asshole so hard that you won’t think about my Jollicock fucking somebody else’s. Is that what you want?” Dotoli’s mouth twitched a little, a small smirk forming on his fuckable lips. He knew that Jollibee had fallen into his trap; it was only a matter of time until he got what he wanted.
“So, what if I do? Are you going to make me kneel and beg for you to fuck my mouth? Are you going to make me bend over by the tight little asshole by the counter? Or are you just going to wimp out like you always do and leave me hanging like last time?” That struck a nerve with Jollibee; he never played when it came to fucking Dotoli’s fuckable lips and tight asshole.
Without thinking, Jollibee did exactly that; he pulled Dotoli by the hair and dragged him to the floor.
“Yeah, just like that, Daddy. Give me that large Jollicock. I know you missed fucking little old me.”
Jollibee struggled getting his Jollicock out of his pants; his large gloves made it hard for him to pull his damn 12 incher out. When he finally got it out, it landed with a loud plop on Dotoli’s face.
The musky smell from his cock permeated the room. Dotoli wasted no time whatsoever licking the underside of the red, furry Jollicock in front of him. He tasted Jollibee’s sweat from his hard cock, making the Jolli Hotdog Jollibulge in his minishorts.
It didn’t take a lot of time before he wrapped his tiny mouth around Jollibee’s cock, he could barely manage four inches before his gag reflex reacted.
“F-fuck, Jagi. You're sucking me so good.” Jollibee moaned out loud, his large hands found their way on Dotoli’s head, guiding him down deaper to take more of his Jollicock.
Dotoli gagged the deeper Jollibee’s cock entered his mouth. By the eighth inch, he could already feel the tip hitting the back of his throat.
Jollibee had stopped guiding him deeper onto his cock, now encouraging him to suck harder. “That’s it, Jagi. You’re taking me so good.” He moaned out in pleasure.
Dotoli couldn’t take it anymore; his tight asshole was now burning up from how much he wanted Jollibee deep inside of him. He slowly pulled off with a pop as a thick line of saliva connected him to his cock.
“If you really love me, and only me. Bend me over the counter just like how you did with that Twirlie chick. I need your Jollicock in my tight bussy now~.”
Jollibee’s inner instincts took over as he forced Dotoli onto his feet towards the kitchen counter. He bent him over and ripped Dotoli’s minishorts off of him.
“You boyslut, you’re even wearing the Ben10 bref on just for today?” Jollibee spoke with excitement as he knelt behind him and started smelling Dotoli’s ass.
“Good lord, you Jolli hotdog is bulging so hard under there. You better not touch while I breed your bussy.” He dove into his buttcrack, smelling and licking him over the Ben10 bref.
Dotoli quivered in ecstasy as Jollibee pushed his Ben10 bref to the side, exposing his puckered bussy to him.
“I-i was waiting for this all day, daddy. My bussy is ready for your Jollicock, daddy.”
Jollibee pressed the tip of Jollicock to his entrance, teasing it and coating more of his saliva on his tip. He gripped Dotoli’s hips harder as he slowly pushed in."
“Hngh! So big!” Dotoli screamed in pain as he felt the tip try to force its way inside his bussy. He felt tears stream down his cheeks as the pain became unbearable.
Jollibee leaned into him, wrapping his arms around his waist. “Brace for impact, Jagi~” Jollibee whispered as he plunged his cock deep inside his bussy, his full 12 inches sheathed inside.
“FUCK! PUTANGINAMO! GAGO!” Dotoli scrolled through every curse he knew as Jollibee proceeded to pound his ass. The force of the thrust made both of their balls slap against each other. (Jollibee’s Jolliballs)
Jollibee forced Dotoli’s head onto the counter, fucking him harder and deeper. “You like that, you boy slut?!” He raised his right hand above and slapped Dotoli’s ass with a loud smack.
“I bet you love my… my Jolliballs smacking with yours while I fuck your bussy!” Jollibee slapped harder.
“I do!” Dotoli slurred his words as saliva pooled on the counter; his brain couldn’t handle the sensations that he was feeling, the pain, the ecstasy.
“I’m gonna paking cum!”
“Inside, please! I want your Jolliseed buried in my bussy!”
Jollibee reached under and started stroking Dotoli’s hard Jolli hotdog as they both neared their orgasm.
“Gonna fill you!” He screamed out loud as he rammed his cock in his ass one last time, as his Jolliseed spilled inside of Dotoli. At the same time, Dotoli came hard from the buttfucking and Jollibee’s hand. His cum shooting onto the floor in massive proportions.
They both collapsed to the ground, surrounded by Dotoli’s cum. Exhausted wasn’t the right word to describe it, they were both spent, barely having the energy to move after it all.
~fin~
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