A Juicy Big Mac, Please (Ronald McDonald x Kurger Bing)
Jamal Gripperton's Masterlist
A/N (if you haven't already read it go read it now then come back)
Ronald called. That was undeniably the word he had said the most in his life. He slouched behind this very counter every day taking hundreds of customer's orders waiting for the dreadfully slow clock to finally tick to his break or the end of his shift. His life was repetitive, boring, tedious, and basically every negative adjective you could think of, and he couldn't do anything about it. He had no clue how to change this fucked-up lifestyle, but every time he did try, he just couldn't bring himself to. Just the thought of changing an aspect of his life would send a cold shiver of dread down his spine. It was impossible for him to change if it were something big or small. However, after what felt like centuries of overthinking, today was the day that was going to change.
It was finally his lunch break, so he rapidly dashed outside to escape the overwhelming scent of grease, soda, and lingering piss from that damn ball pit, only to be greeted by smell of the sickeningly smokey air and diesel fuel of the gas station the McDonald's he worked at was located. The doors to the next-door Burger King jingled, signaling that he had entered. As the sound of the bell rang through his ears, thoughts of regret ran through his head at a million miles per hour.
I really shouldn't be doing this...
I can handle one more Big Mac before absolutely losing my sanity.... right?
I could just skip lunch and sit outside...?
Everything would be great and the same if nothing changed
My life doesn't need to change... just one cheeseburger or happy meal.
No. Nope. Absolutely not. I need to dash back to McDonald's-
A mysterious figure caught his eye. Their hazel eyes looking out the open window taking a long drag of their cigarette, as their chocolate-brown hair flew in the light breeze of the wind. He looked ravishing, devine, scrumptious. Ronald's knees felt weak at the mere sight of him.
As if his body was on autopilot, he started walking towards him. "Hi" Ronald squeaked, a light blush crawling up his cheeks.
"Hi?" the mysterious dude answered, letting out a puff of smoke.
"What's your name?" Ronald managed to ask, although it felt as if he was drowning in the presence of this attractive male.
"My name's Kurger Bing, you?" Kurger replied with a slight smirk.
"Ronald. Ronald McDonald " He sputtered out, his cheeks warming even more.
"Well Ron, what brings you here this fine day?" Kurger inquired, motioning for him to continue.
"It's my first time here, and I was wondering what you'd recommend?" He asked, fiddling with his gloves.
"Whoppers are a must, although, if you'd like something lighter, Chicken Royales are just as great in my opinion" Kurger replied, a with a soft smile showing off his straight pearly whites.
Just before Ronald was going to order, he felt a slight tug on his trousers, and something slip into the back pocket of his pants. He didn't think anything of it and went to get a medium whopper meal with coke but noticed that the guy had left. Dammit.
It had come to the end of Ronald's shift, and as he was walking home, he put his hand in his pocket and felt something. Pulling it out and inspecting it, he realized it was a hand-written note?
'929-556-2746: Call me up, Ron ;) - Kurger '.
A ferocious blush invaded his cheeks stuffing the paper back into his pocket to use later.
Rushing back to his house, he leaped on his couch and punched the numbers into his poor phone screen as if it was the last thing he'd ever do.
"Hello? Who is this?" a deep, husky voice erupted from his mobile device.
"It's me Ron, um, this is Kurger right?" Ronald asked somewhat shyly.
"Yep this is him, the one and only" Kurger replied, his voice lightening significantly.
"Kay... Well I just wanted to ask if you'd be at the Burger King tomorrow so we can chat or something" Ronald suggested nervously.
"I'd love to" Kurger replied, and Ronald could practically hear his smirk though the phone. They talked some more and eventually exchanged shy goodbyes. Hanging up the phone and plugging it in, laying on his bed just thinking.
Did I seem too desperate?
Was that too rushed?
Should I slow things down?
Is he only accepting because he pities me?
Ronalds eyes grew heavy, and his eyes finally shut for the last time that day.
"That'll be 4.85, sir" Ronald lazily informed, while the man rummaged through his bag and pulled out a 5 dollar bill. A couple more insufferable customers later, and it was FINALLY his lunch break. Ronald practically sprinted to Burger King ecstatic to finally see Kurger again.
You met the dude yesterday Ronald, chill.
Unsurprisingly, Kurger was sitting in the exact same spot and smoking a cigarette.
"Well hello Ron, for a second I thought you were gonna ditch me. But then I remembered you were the one who thought about this in the first place, so you're lucky I'm still here." He claimed in his usual deep voice, smugly with his signature smirk.
"I'm here now, so that counts for something, and if you've forgotten, I have a job which means I go to work and I don't sit around smoking all day, unlike you" Ronald replied, biting into his sandwich he packed earlier in the morning.
"Damn Ron, thought you were more on the soft side but okay" Kurger remarked, his smirk growing.
"Anyway, I wanted to ask if you'd like to come to a party which is gonna be held at my crib on Friday" he continued, staring deep into Ron's eyes. In that instant, Ron's mind went blank as he scavenged his brain trying really hard to find a simple response for that simple question.
Say yes you goddamn idiot, fucking say it you cunt.
"Uhh... Y-Yeah I'd love to go- Yes, I'm gonna be there" Ronlad replied sheepishly.
GODDAMMIT RON great job you fuckwad, literally couldn't have done a better job at accepting his invitation.
"Great! Well, here's my address you can come at nine" Kurger informed with a full-blown smirk plastered on his face.
"Okay, um, I gotta go, my break's over, uh, bye." Ronald sputtered out as he stuffed the last bite of his sandwich into his mouth, and scrambled out of the Burger King as quick as he could, his face red and hot with embarassment.
*Fast Forward To Da Partay*
Blaring music and blinding lights invaded Ronald's senses as he stepped into Kurger's "crib". People were dancing, drinking or just talking with one another left and right and Kurger's house was really big, so that's a fuckton of people. Ronald pushed through the groups of people searching for the hazel-eyed brunette in the crowd.
"Hey Ron! Ya made it!" Kurger called from somewhere in the huddle of people.
"Yeah, quite the party you have here" Ronald replied, ogling at him discreetly, but how could he not? Kurger was out here sporting a white, button-down-shirt with all of the buttons undone giving wandering eyes a taste of his chiseled chest. A gold chain hanging from his neck, gathering attention to the tattoos on his neck and upper chest. Black slacks hugged his muscular legs, showing off his mouth-watering physique. But all Ronald was in, was a blue t- shirt and navy jeans which hugged his slim body.
"Wanna get some drinks? I got some fine Whiskey, Wine, Rum, Beer, Vodka. Basically whatever" Kurger suggested with a soft smile.
"Yeah, I'd like that" Ronald replied, heat traveling to his cheeks. Together they strolled towards the stools in front of the bar and ordered drinks. Enough drinks later, and the both of them had that satisfying buzzed feeling coursing through their veins.
"- And then I said to him: 'If your wanna dive in, you gotta go in prepared if you know what I'm sayin'." Kurger cackled, slapping the table, bending over with drunken laughter.
Ronald was just as amused and giddy even though he hadn't had nearly as much drinks as Kurger, because he was -and still is- a lightweight. Time passed by, and the duo drank more and more, to the point all of the nerves Ronald had at the beginning of the party, had vanished. His inner extrovert had knocked down the walls of his awkward and shy exterior. Here Ronald was: shirt off, hair messy, drenched in sweat and alcohol sensually swinging around the random pole in the middle of the room. Moving his hips to the deafening music as he felt eyes on him burning into his skin, he scanned the room to see who it was, and lo and behold, his eyes landed on Kurger.
While staring daggers at Ronald, Kurger had his legs spread across the loveseat, hair messy, shirt covering his impossibly large bulge. His stare was full of pure and animalistic lust, he was practically undressing Ronald with his eyes. Imagining every inch of pale skin that stretched across his body. A low growl escaped from him, as he stood up heading towards Ronald, who had just finished his slutty performance.
"Hey Kurgyyy, did ya like the show?" Ronald slurred, waltzing towards him.
"More than you'll know, Ron." Kurger replied, stepping closer to Ronald with the effects of his drinking altering his system dramatically. "Let's go somewhere more... private" Kurger remarked, slyly taking Ronald's pale and smaller hand in his. The closer they got to the room, the hornier they both got, the more hungry for each other they got.
Finally, they had reached Kurger's bedroom, Ronald softly closed the door behind him. As soon as the click had traveled to their ears Ronald had his hands pinned together to the door and Kurger's lips against his feverishly moving against his own. It felt as if fireworks had been set off on his entire body, especially his lips, it felt as if lights illuminated the once dark abode of Ronald's body.
Their lips danced against each other as if they had performed this very dance before. Hands traveling each other's body, familiarizing themselves with the curves and crevices. Tongues sliding against each other, sucking and invading the others mouth. In no time, the kiss had gone from soft to steamy, their hands becoming more desperate and gropey the dance with their tongues and lips becoming sluttier and more sensual.
Kurger pulled away from the kiss, his plump pink lips were now swollen, but that didn't stop them from attacking Ronlad's neck, licking, sucking, and biting leaving a trail of hickeys in their wake, Kurger looked up, continuing to leave marks and locked his eyes with Ronald's baby blues looking up innocently, but you couldn't say the same for his mouth, as it was already nearing the top of his jeans, while his hands started to unbuckle his belt.
More soft moans and whispers poured out of Ronald's mouth but then Kurger... stopped? In a split-second, Ronald was placed on the plush king bed (Ha, get it?) with Kurger slowly crawling toward him and dragging his trousers down at a frustratingly slow pace while untying his tie, then grabbing his wrists and tying them together over his head, tying him to the bed post. Ron squirmed in impatience, desperate to have him inside already.
"Patience, baby " Kurger mumbled, now pulling down his boxers.
Kurger's lips latched onto the tip of Ronalds chode ferociously sucking and swirling his tongue around his throbbing tip.
Ronald squirmed against the matte black tie letting out the softest whimpers and moans, afraid that someone might hear them. "Let em' out Ronny, no one will hear you up here" Kurger whispered breathlessly, his hot breath sensually tickled his tip when latching his mouth back on. With that, the knot in his stomach had become undone and Ronald's secret sauce had shot deliciously down Kurger's throat.
"Fuck Kurgy, that felt so good" Ronald moaned out still struggling against the restraints.
"Can you untie me now? Please Kurgy, my wrists are really sore" Ronald begged quietly trying to catch his breath. His baby blues gazed at him desperately.
"Not just yet" Kurger whispered seductively.
Now undressing himself slowly and torturously, letting Ronald devour his physique with his glassy eyes. Walking over to his bedside table, Kurger pulled out a blindfold and tied it around Ronalds eyes.
"What?" Ronald murmered confused as to why Kurger had blindfolded him.
That confusion very quickly turned into a lethal mix of pain and pleasure as Kurger plunged all of his un-naturally long and girthy length into Ron.
"Fuck!" Ronald moaned out at the satisfyingly full feeling of Kurgers schlong inside of him.
Picking up the pace, Kurger plowed into Ron with fast and deep thrusts hitting spots Ron didn't even know existed. Slurred curses and loud moans filled the room along with the obscene sound of their skin clapping against each other. They were both in complete ecstasy their lewd sweaty bodies moving against each other in movements that seemed rehearsed.
The familiar knot in his stomachs grew tighter and tighter the closer he got to his release. The grip around his neck tightened, the sounds in the room becoming more loud and explicit. It was pure ecstasy. They were both practically floating to cloud nine.
"I'm so close" Ronald managed to cry out in between moans.
"Not until I tell you to" Kurger groaned into his ear leaving more marks down his neck.
Kurger slowed his pace, deepening his thrusts and drawing out even more loud moans from Ronald. The familiar feeling in his stomach grew the more Kurger fucked him. Ronald grew breathless, a river of whimpers flowed out of him.
"Can I- Fuck- Please Kurgy, I need to" Ron begged.
His eyes closed tightly as he held back. Kurger groaned loudly, his cock twitching in between Ron's soft gummy walls.
"Let go, Ronny" Kurger moaned. Taking off his blindfold and releasing his load deep inside him.
Ron became a moaning mess coming all over Kurger's stomach, writhing from the intense pleasure he just experienced. He lay back on Kurger's pillows while sighing, his eyes fluttering shut. Kurger let out a chuckle, a deep rumble vibrated from deep inside his chest.
"It's not over just yet, baby, oh, we're just getting started." Kurger laughed staring at Ron with malicious, lustful intent.
Kurger reached his arm out to his bedside table, pulling out a ball gag and... nipple clamps? Ron whimpered once again in fear and excitement awaiting what was about to happen, too intimidated to say anything.
"Look at me, Ronny" Kurger whispered tilting his chin up, reinforcing eye contact.
"Our safe word is 'pickles', okay?" Kurger looked at him sincerely his rough side gone but for just a moment.
"Okay..." Ron mumbled, and just like that, Kurger's dominant and merciless self, had resurfaced again.
"Get on all fours" Kurger demanded smirking, watching Ronald struggle for a bit before successfully completing his command.
Kurger pushed a finger into Ron's tight hole, slowly inching it in. He grew impatient, hungry for more of Kurger or his thick, lengthy todger inside of him. He tried pushing his hips back but Kurger's strong grip held him in place.
"Kurgy... please" Ron begged, too breathless to say anything more.
"What do you want Ronny?" Kurger asked smirking, clearly knowing exactly what Ron was begging for.
"Fuck- You know exactly what I want..."
"No, I really don't Ronny, could you clarify?" Kurger grinned, amused at how worked up he could make Ron.
"Goddammit" Ron muttered, growing more desperately frustrated.
"I want you to stick your dick inside me and fuck me Kurger, God!" Ron commanded raising his voice, fed up with being teased.
Kurger's eyes darkened, boring into Ron as if he could see his soul right through him. A shiver ran down Ron's spine as he whimpered scared for what was about to happen. Kurger smirked at Ron, but in a malicious, intimidating way. He pulled his fingers out of Ron's hole. His grip on Ron's waist tightened, a definite bruise would appear there now. Ron felt a sharp sting on his asscheek.
Kurger growled, before biting on the soft, fleshy skin of his ass.
"Understand?" Kurger said caressing his hands over the two bulbous planets.
Ron moaned, feeling another smack to his ass as Kurger awaited for a response. He nodded his head feebly, unable to say anything. Kurger picked up the ball gag, fastening it around Ron's head and applied the nipple clamps. Giving Ron one last smack to the ass, he plunged in pushing all of his girth into Ron's ring of fat flesh. He slowly pulled out almost all of his length before slamming right back into Ron again. He let out muffled moans struggling against the ball gag as saliva dripped off it. The bed creaked and slammed against the wall joining the other lewd sounds in the room creating a harmonious symphony.
Ron was getting closer to the sweet release he craved for, closer to the edge, just leaning over the precipice that hovered over a couple thousand feet, he was driven closer and closer by the second, just a couple inches away from the deathly drop as he clenched around Kurger's girthy length just about to release his load.
Suddenly, Kurger pulled out completely, just as Ron was about to leap, edging him. He tried to push himself back on Kurger but it was of no use, his iron grip kept him still as he made unintelligible noises of complaint.
"Did you really think I'd let you come after disobeying me, Ronny? This is your punishment and you're gonna be a good boy and fuckin' take it" Kurger growled, leaving no room for him to protest, but it wasn't like Ron could anyway.
Ron stopped writhing and accepted his fate. Kurger grinned, tightening the nipple clamps then slamming into Ron once again. They both groaned at the euphoric feeling. Kurger sped up, his pace gave Ron an ethereal sensation, a tingly feeling spread across every inch and pore of his skin. Muffled sounds of pleasure leaked out of his puffy, pink lips. So many feelings at once, pulled him towards the edge, once again. Kurger kept his pace making sure to lead him to the finish line. Ron inched closer, desperate to feel.
Right before Ron released all the built-up emotions and feelings that stacked on top of each other that evening, bottled up tightly inside of him, Kurger pulled away once again. This time though Ron went slightly limp as his knees gave out on him, he rested his head on the soft, plush pillows, knees weak and head heavy. He was unable to hold himself up the weight of his body and mind too immense. Kurger paused for a moment before gently flipping Ron on his stomach, and as he did, tears welled up in Ron's eyes.
Warm tears spilled out of his eyes and rolled down his red, hot face. Ron couldn't help it, he was too overwhelmed and overstimulated, but he still tried his best to keep it together. This was his punishment, and he was determined to take it, desperate to feel good and to feel Kurger in any way possible. He was going to wait it out until he was deemed forgiven and driven towards the edge again.
Kurger was about to call it a night, afraid he'd taken it too far before he realised what it was that he was silently asking, begging him for. Kurger smirked before gently taking off the ball gag that was drenched in his slimy, warm saliva and removing the nipple clamps that imprisoned his rosy buds which were now a blazing red that seemingly glowed in the dim, dark lightning of the room. He placed both items on the bedside table.
"You want me so bad, don't you Ronny? You just love my fat, thick cock penetrating through your plush and warm walls, don't you?" Kurger slightly groaned out in a sultry and seductive voice as he pressed soft, sloppy and wet kisses all over his face and neck.
"Mhm~" Ron moaned as he slightly arched his back, whimpers trailing out of his mouth. He pressed more kisses over his chest and thighs.
"You love my touch, hmm~?" Kurger whispered as his lips inched closer to Ron's nether regions.
"Mhm" Ron whined, desperate for him to latch his warm lips around his width, bobbing his head up and down. Ron watched him with hooded eyes, orbs filled with lust and hunger.
Kurger smirked, licking up the prominent vein of his cock to the tip, taking it into his mouth his soft, plump lips sliding up and down his length.
Ron moaned out, his eyes shut tight in pleasure. Kurger gripped his hips pulling him closer, his head and back now flush against the mattress. Kurger spread Ron's legs as far as they could go. He bobbed his head up and down, dragging his spit down Ron's length then pushed two digits into his plush, warm hole pumping them rapidly. He bucked his hips in delight, pleasure radiating off his sweaty, rosy body. Kurger sped up, his bobbing and pumping becoming more and more frantic as more slurred words of praise and pleasure slipped off of Ron's tongue.
His eyes rolled to the back of his head in pleasure then shut tight as he got closer to the looming edge. The precipice that would leading him to the heavenly feelings that would make him feel on top of the world. Obscenities leaked out of his mouth, words and phrases that if he said outside of the hot and steamy room they were in- the room they've spent for what felt like forever- would get him weird or offended looks, it would make parents cover their children's ears to not make them think its okay to say such lewd and unholy things. Ron was practically on heaven, his cock twitched repeatedly in Kurger's mouth, his walls tightened around his thick, long fingers.
"Don't stop~" Ron managed to choke out between the groans and whimpers bubbling out of his mouth, desperate for his release.
Ron finally got to release his load which shot down Kurgers throat. A wave of ethereal pleasure washed over him, euphoria coursed through his veins which caused pins and pricks of relief tickling over his skin. At the same time, that most earth-shattering, soul splitting, mind-blowing orgasm hit him like a truck and sprinkled pleasure all over his body. Ron was in heaven and he finally got to let go.He rode out his orgasm and Kurger made sure to stretch it out for as long as he could as Ron squirmed and whimpered under his touch.
He then soon pulled his fingers out of his ring of muscle, taking his mouth away from Ron's todger with a small pop.
Ron lay breathless on the bed, the sweat beads that lingered on his skin rolled down on the sweaty and liquid-damp sheets. Both their hair was messy and damp, face, skin red and hot. Ron's eyes were shut as he grasped on the lasting sensations of the best orgasm he's ever had and the hardest he's ever cum. Kurger layed next to him as the room started to cool down, pulling their bare bodies close together, settling the covers over both of them. Ron snuggled up to him, the activities over the night and the energy it stripped from both of them getting to them, eyes heavy, breathing slowed, head on chest. It was the perfect ending to an even more perfect night.
They silently held eachother just soaking eachothers presence. The past moments replayed in both of their minds, the euphoric pleasure, the heat of the moment, the love, the chemistry they have lingered on their minds and sleep slowly overtook them both.
Maybe changing from time to time isn't all that bad.
God DAMN. That was 100% the longest we've took to write a chapter and the longest chapter we've written too. I cannot tell you how many times I've gotten writers block while writing this or how many times I've wrote and re-written like the first half of the fic but overall very worth the end results. This chapter was written solely by Jamal Gripperton but the grammar, spelling, edits and shit was all Beezy Bee. However, we cannot express the gratitude we have towards our readers. Thank you all for reading (especially the people who read the authors notes🤌✝️🙏) Not to forget, but October and Christmas are both cummin round the corner soo.... get ready for the absurd things we have planned. Also we might not post as much till then but we'll try.
-Jamal Gripperton and Beezy Bee <3
