The restaurant was dimly lit, with masculine wood accents and leather
wall paneling...it felt more like a Woodsmen-themed sex dungeon than a
restaurant.
"Reservations?" The receptionist asked in a growling southern accent.
His dress shirt cinched tightly around his bulky frame.
"Patrick MacTonne, party of two please?" Patrick's voice reverberated
through Dan's body, making him hard instantly. The receptionist
moaned slightly, before shaking himself to focus.
"T-this way, please!" Stammering, he showed them to the next room,
filled with powerlifter-sized waiters standing ready against the wall.
"After you, Dan..." Patrick gestures at the bears, each one standing
at attention, guts pushed out, packages bulging obscenely.
Why would Dan need to pick his waiter...he wondered, before quickly
picking a hulking brute just in front of them. Short, buzzed hair,
and a very defined jawline, with a square, flat nose...Dan nodded at
him, and he stepped forward.
"Just one?" Patrick grinned, rubbing his belly while summing up the
line, "I'll take you, and you." Two stocky fireplugs hurriedly ran up
to Patrick's side, both were just slightly taller than Dan and only
came up to Patrick's nipple.
"Excellent choice, Sir. Right this way to your table."
The main dining room was expansive. Most tables seated eight or more
bears. They stayed seated while waiters quickly, effortlessly moved
through, removing empty plates and pouring drinks and bringing fresh
plates overflowing with food to the tables.
"It's all you can eat..." Dan whispered, astonished.
"Well, duh," Patrick grinned, pulling a chair out for Dan when they
reached their table. "Have you even been somewhere that wasn't all-
you-can-eat?" The big bear laughed, sitting himself down, his green
shirt riding up over his voluminous pecs. Dan gulped, adjusting his
suddenly hard foot-long cock...Patrick grinned, leaning over the
table, his piercing green eyes making Dan quiver.
"You ready to order, cub?" Dan felt Patrick's foot slide up his
leg..."You know, Dan, there's something amazing about you...I didn't
want to jinx it, but from the moment I saw you, I knew you were the
one for me." Dan smiled, reaching down to squeeze Patrick's
foot...only to grab the tip of his four-foot-hard cock, dribbling pre
into his palm. "Heh, sorry 'bout that. I just have to think about
you and that's what happens."
"Gentlemen," Dan's beefy waiter approached the table, quickly averting
eye contact with Dan, his bulge traveling down the leg of his pants,
"D-dinner is s-served." Stammering as he stepped away from Dan,
Patrick's waiters setting steaming plates on the table. "Drinks?"
Patrick waved him off with a request for water, his focus back on Dan.
"So, big guy," Dan smiled up to the red giant, his adoration for Dan
growing stronger the more they were together, "tell me about
yourself." Patrick grinned, his face lighting up. Dan could see his
chest vibrate a bit from his quickening heartbeat.
"I...well..." he coughed, suddenly averting eye contact. Patrick was
overwhelmed...his feelings for Dan were growing exponentially. Every
moment he spent near Dan made him fall deeper and harder.
"Let's start with your major, what are you studying?"