It was late at night, and all the boys were there, drinking and smoking and having a badass time.
At the head of the table sat the Figure of Tommy, the leader, a tyrannical gangster with a myriad of crude tattoos. His face was square and his jaw was wide. His shoulders were broad and massive, as round and heavy as bowling balls. His chest was thick and bulging, as if he wore plate armor under his shirt. On his face was his ever-present hateful scowl.
To his right sat Rick. Rick was an ex Army dude with a big scar spanning his face from forehead to jaw. He'd been dishonorably discharged for sexual assault, robbery, and murder. He was supposed to be in a military prison, but he escaped.
To his left sat Victor. Victor was a big dude, almost as big as Tommy. He was a Russian boxer who was banned for life for killing his opponent and the referee. After his opponent had gone to the ground, Victor kept punching him until his head was flat. When the ref tried to stop him Victor punched off his head.
The three of them sat in a smoky room playing poker, telling dirty jokes and bragging about how many people they had killed.
"Yo," Victor said. "I have the greatest Poker-Face of all time. I won the 2003 World Series of Poker, despite holding only a Joker, a Get out of Jail Free Monopoloy card, a 2 of clubs, 7 of spades and a green #4 card from the game UNO."
"Oh yeah, dawg?" Rick said. "Well, guess what. You know why there ain't no weapons of mass destruction in Iraq anymore" Cuz I'm back here in Rhy"Din!"
The three of them roared with laughter and pounded the table, poker chips bouncing.
"What you do you fools wanna do tanight?" Tommy asked in his deep, gravely voice. The other two got quiet out of respect and fear for Tommy, because he was the toughest and the leader of the three. "We got two options. The same two options we got every night: Go beat someone up or get us some pussy!"
"Pussy!" Rick shouted.
"Beat someone up!" Victor shouted.
"I get to cast the tie-breaking vote, and I vote....PUSSY!" Tommy pulled out his cell and pushed some buttons. "Hey, yo, get over to da club and bring some friends!"
The three men kept playing poker and telling raunchy jokes until the booty showed up.
Three girls walked in wearing lingerie and carrying gifts. There was a blonde, a redhead and a brunette.
A dark-haired girl walked up to Rick with an extra large Godfather's Supreme Pizza. She opened the box and fed him until he was full, and then Rick took the girl in his lap and had his way with her. She screamed a moaned very loudly, and afterwards she said she had never been more satisfied in her entire life.
Next the redhead approached Victor. She carried with her a bucket of KFC chicken wings, extra crispy. She knelt before Victor and fed him chicken until he was full, and then he pushed her against the wall, tore off her undies and had his way with her.
Finally the blonde came to Tommy. She presented him with a bloody steak, barely cooked, just the way he liked it. The Figure took the steak in both hands and devoured it wholly. Then, with blood dripping from his chin, the huge man set the blonde girl on the poker table on her hands and knees, so that her perfectly shaped rear end was pointing back at him. Tommy enjoyed the view for a while, rubbing his big, rough hands over the supple skin of her bottom. Then he ripped the thong away and plunged himself inside of her.
Rick and Victor cheered him on. The redhead and the brunette watched with envy, too, secretly wishing they had gotten to be Tommy's girl instead.
Tommy went on for hours and hours, because he was that much of a man. At last he stopped, not because he was tired, but because the blonde simply couldn't take anymore. He give her a hard slap on the ass. "Get the hell outta here!"
The three girls scampered away, whispering amongst each other about how great the sex was and how lucky they were to be chosen by such manly, amazing men.
Tommy and Victor and Rick went back to their poker game and played straight through till dawn.
At the head of the table sat the Figure of Tommy, the leader, a tyrannical gangster with a myriad of crude tattoos. His face was square and his jaw was wide. His shoulders were broad and massive, as round and heavy as bowling balls. His chest was thick and bulging, as if he wore plate armor under his shirt. On his face was his ever-present hateful scowl.
To his right sat Rick. Rick was an ex Army dude with a big scar spanning his face from forehead to jaw. He'd been dishonorably discharged for sexual assault, robbery, and murder. He was supposed to be in a military prison, but he escaped.
To his left sat Victor. Victor was a big dude, almost as big as Tommy. He was a Russian boxer who was banned for life for killing his opponent and the referee. After his opponent had gone to the ground, Victor kept punching him until his head was flat. When the ref tried to stop him Victor punched off his head.
The three of them sat in a smoky room playing poker, telling dirty jokes and bragging about how many people they had killed.
"Yo," Victor said. "I have the greatest Poker-Face of all time. I won the 2003 World Series of Poker, despite holding only a Joker, a Get out of Jail Free Monopoloy card, a 2 of clubs, 7 of spades and a green #4 card from the game UNO."
"Oh yeah, dawg?" Rick said. "Well, guess what. You know why there ain't no weapons of mass destruction in Iraq anymore" Cuz I'm back here in Rhy"Din!"
The three of them roared with laughter and pounded the table, poker chips bouncing.
"What you do you fools wanna do tanight?" Tommy asked in his deep, gravely voice. The other two got quiet out of respect and fear for Tommy, because he was the toughest and the leader of the three. "We got two options. The same two options we got every night: Go beat someone up or get us some pussy!"
"Pussy!" Rick shouted.
"Beat someone up!" Victor shouted.
"I get to cast the tie-breaking vote, and I vote....PUSSY!" Tommy pulled out his cell and pushed some buttons. "Hey, yo, get over to da club and bring some friends!"
The three men kept playing poker and telling raunchy jokes until the booty showed up.
Three girls walked in wearing lingerie and carrying gifts. There was a blonde, a redhead and a brunette.
A dark-haired girl walked up to Rick with an extra large Godfather's Supreme Pizza. She opened the box and fed him until he was full, and then Rick took the girl in his lap and had his way with her. She screamed a moaned very loudly, and afterwards she said she had never been more satisfied in her entire life.
Next the redhead approached Victor. She carried with her a bucket of KFC chicken wings, extra crispy. She knelt before Victor and fed him chicken until he was full, and then he pushed her against the wall, tore off her undies and had his way with her.
Finally the blonde came to Tommy. She presented him with a bloody steak, barely cooked, just the way he liked it. The Figure took the steak in both hands and devoured it wholly. Then, with blood dripping from his chin, the huge man set the blonde girl on the poker table on her hands and knees, so that her perfectly shaped rear end was pointing back at him. Tommy enjoyed the view for a while, rubbing his big, rough hands over the supple skin of her bottom. Then he ripped the thong away and plunged himself inside of her.
Rick and Victor cheered him on. The redhead and the brunette watched with envy, too, secretly wishing they had gotten to be Tommy's girl instead.
Tommy went on for hours and hours, because he was that much of a man. At last he stopped, not because he was tired, but because the blonde simply couldn't take anymore. He give her a hard slap on the ass. "Get the hell outta here!"
The three girls scampered away, whispering amongst each other about how great the sex was and how lucky they were to be chosen by such manly, amazing men.
Tommy and Victor and Rick went back to their poker game and played straight through till dawn.