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The Service Rhino

Furr-Anthro Parts and Service...

Yeah, FAPS. I thought. How ironic! I'll bet that's what they must do all day long. "They take so long to get parts and then there's the service," I said loudly as I rolled my eyes. I didn't know how long I'd have to wait for Furr-Anthro Parts and Service this time, I mused. Last time the parts took a week to get in, and no one told me they were coming the day of repair. All I know is that whenever I had to wait for them, it was at least four to five hours, maybe even the next day. And I've got all this damn snow to plow! I cringed.

Being a Tapir in a winter climate isn't a good thing, but I relocated because the job was worth the move and the firm valued my talents enough to pay for almost everything. They even helped me locate this home: a bi-level, three large bedrooms, a huge master bath and the type of kitchen any master chef would be proud to play in. Whoever had this house before me must have been from a warm climate. The drapes are thick and cold repelling, and the building seals up airtight! I love it!

Fortunately, Furr-Anthro didn't take as long this time. Within an hour of appointment call, the service person was at my front door, knocking loudly. Very loudly.

"Wait a minute! I'll be right there!" I yelled as I scurried through the kitchen to the living room area and into the foyer, taking a hard right at the Grandfather Clock. "Damn idiot! Break the door down, why don't you??"

More knocking.

More yelling by me. "I'm COMING!"

More knocking.

"I'm almost there! I do have a doorbell, fool!"

I slid on the parquet floor to the door, bouncing off. I heard someone on the outside as I hurried to unlock the deadbolt and open the door. A huge snowdrift came flying through the door like a pulse from a snow blower. I had to back up and quickly brush the stuff off of me, choking back the snow, and then looked out.

What a surprise I had when I answered the door! It was a huge, snow monster; At least 8 feet tall, and totally enveloped in snow. The snow monster shook his body as the snow flew everywhere. All of a sudden I was face to face with an incredibly thick crotch of a very tall beast! Slowly looking up the mountain of a fur stood of veritable giant of a black rhino, and with his coat on and his hood pulled close. He looked even bigger! Incredibly massive! I opened wide the door and then closed it as he stepped in.

"Hello, I'm from Furr-Anthro. I'm here to service your snow blower." He thumbed backward, "Hey, sorry about the snow. I have no control over Mother Nature, ya know." he laughed as he flashed a brilliant, wide smile at me while lowering his hood. "You're Mr. Brandon, right?" he said as he looked at his work order.

I gulped loudly. "Um, eh... yes. Yes, I am. Let's go out into the garage where the plow is, and you can get started on it. Go back out the door and turn right. I'll meet you there." This monster was huge.

"Great." he said. Again, the sweet, brilliant smile!

He went out to the garage as I walked through the house to the breezeway where I let him in. I didn't feel like mopping the water up from his huge feet, so I sent him the long way. He came through the breezeway door as I opened the garage back door. This guy had to walk in sideways just to get through the door! Holy cow! When I directed him to the plow, he mumbled a quick "thanks" dropping his tools quietly onto the floor and immediately began to kneel to work on it. Within minutes he had the housing off the blower, looking at the gas tank.

"Yep, here it is. It's fractured. It'll need to be replaced. See this large crack?" he pointed with a huge finger there. "It must have split at the seam. That's why you're losing gas. I have the part in the truck. I'm glad I do." He said as he extended an enormous, gloved paw my way.

I saw my little, tapir hand get engulfed! Smiling, he got back to work to checking out the snow blower and began to check out the rest of the blower to make sure there was no other problems.

I wanted to watch him a little bit to make sure that he was doing a fairly decent job. FAPS hasn't been so helpful in the past and I was tired of poor service. He was doing well until he couldn't get one of the nuts off with the wrench. I could see that he was having a difficult time, so he took off his gloves. I noticed that his hands were quite large, and incredibly veined and muscled. He then took a spray aerosol out of his case and sprayed the nut, trying to get it loose. Frustrated that nothing was happening, he reached over to the nut and grabbed it between his thumb and index finger, and gave a fierce tug, by which the nut immediately obliged him by a loud squeal and then coming off without any more apparent effort! He looked at me and grinned a goofy smile as he continued.

"The strength on this rhino must be enormous," I thought to myself as he finished taking off the old tank.

"Well, um, I'm going inside" I stammered. "When you're done, come around and ring the front doorbell again."

"Sure thing," he waved to me, as he continued to work on the snowplow.

I went inside, walking slowly, my mind reeling and my member swollen in greedy lust. I couldn't believe how flushed I was feeling! The guy was huge! No, he was a hulk of a Rhino! HUGE! I met a few in college, but none were ever that big! Frick, his neck alone looked like his shirts were specially sewn to fit him! I walked into the bathroom and over to the sink, looked up and gazed into my face. "Holy fuck!" I gasped, as my face was redder than a taproot! And my member bouncing loudly off the sink.

As I stood there taking a wash towel to my face, my mind started to daydream. I could almost see HIM in the mirror, standing behind me, a formidable three feet plus taller to my almost 5 feet tall. Me watching those magnificent pecs bouncing like bowling balls and that massive neck, thick with veins, stretching almost obscenely. Chuffing deeply into my back, him caressing my shoulders with those massive, sculpted arms as I disappear into his grasp. Him nibbling at my neck and licking my ears. I slowly bend my head to one side as he kisses sensuously at the nape of my neck, working down my shoulder; That monstrous horn scraping my shoulder, marking me as his next lover, or maybe his next conquest? Him gently rubbing my back as I feel his member at my rear: hot, moist and musky, pulsing through his pants, dripping copiously, and getting to the point that no fabric could hold him. And his anaconda bursting out and searching for something or someone to wreck!!

"Dammit."

I cursed, looking down between my legs. "What a mess! My poor pants! Why is it the males in our family pre-cum like running faucets?" I sighed. I stripped and threw the clothes into the hamper, stepped into the shower for a quick one, letting the soap cleanse me everywhere. I played a little with myself, again dreaming of the stud in my garage, flexing those massive guns and bending the handle of my snow plow in two, making those huge pectoral muscles bounce like slabs of steel as he flexed a huge gun of an arm in my face. Within a few minutes I came easily with a huge load, and my seed went down the drain, along with my sighs of making it with such a monster...

I got dressed and went down to the kitchen.Soon there was a ring at my front door. The guy was there, and I opened it.

"Okay, your new gas tank's installed. I also replaced a couple of bolts that looked pretty shot. You wanna come out and fire it up?"

"Sure." I said. "Be right there." He stood there with a large grin on his face, then turned and walked to the garage.

I met him at the garage. Honestly, I never saw such a dude like this with an enormously wide back before. He was magnificent. Where does he get his clothes from, and who could make a coat to fit him? I mused.

I started the blower, and it ran great. I also checked to see how snug the gas cap was. I told him that the last person who came out did a poor job fitting the tank.

"Oh, I know who you mean. He's an Iguana with a southern accent? Shit, he's an idiot. Hates the cold. I'm glad you got me then. I'll fix you up real good," he smiled that trophy-winning smile.

Just then the gas cap fell off the blower and slid underneath the car.

"Aw, nuts." I said, "I didn't screw it on all the way."

"Relax," he said, "I'll get it."

He reached under the car, and couldn't quite get to it. It was then I found out just how strong this rhino was. He reached under the bumper of my car, grunted, and lifted the whole back end! He easily got his hoof underneath and kicked the cap out, which I retrieved.

"My god, you... you're incredible." I gasped.

"Oh gosh, I'm sorry," he said sheepishly. "Did I startle you? I didn't mean to. I wasn't thinking, and just did what I would have done at home."

"I was more than a little startled," I said. "Wow, I am impressed at your strength, though. And I can't believe... is...is that steam coming off of your coat??"

He blushed. "Yeah, it's real hot in here with this coat. Would you mind if I took it off?"

"No, no, go ahead... I couldn't stand the cold but you're steaming." I laughed.

He took off his coat, and I almost came again right there! This massive, black fucker literally generated waves of heat and steam from his body. All he had on was a blue, cabled sweater over that beautiful, black torso of his, thick pectoral muscles and super large nipples pushing the fabric, stretching it snugly, and a neck that corded with great veins of power.

"You know," I said, "maybe I should stand next to you, and get warm, you're generating so much heat. By the way, I've never seen such an enormously built rhino. Do you work out?" I queried.

"Yeah, I do. Mostly to stay in shape, though." He said as he absentmindedly blew out his mega-arm and thick forearm. Hmmm...are you getting warmer? You know, I could take off this sweater and it'll get really warm in here."

He reached down and pulled the sweater over his head. He had the most beautiful and most muscular body that I've ever seen. Huge striations ran across his pecs, those massive mounds like armor plating! His chest fur gleamed almost a blackish-blue hue as he rubbed himself absentmindedly. He smiled at me warmly, and sure enough, I felt the garage start to heat up! I looked at the thermometer hanging against the wall. It was at least 60 degrees in the garage by then! I didn't know how he was doing it. By sheer body temperature alone, he was keeping the cold out.

"Say, watch this." He said as he inhaled, and set his chest into a fantastic pose, those magnificent pectoral muscles sitting like slabs of rock atop his chest, like a table. His abs were like cobblestones of rock-hard muscle. He did a side chest pose, then relaxed, and smiled a goofy smile again.

"You're gonna start sweating in a minute. Make yourself comfy, okay?" He indicated to me that I should take off my jacket.

I looked at him, a real awkward silence was starting to develop, and I didn't want him to assume it was anything but a service call.

"Um, you did a fantastic job. Thanks again."

"Yeah. I'm glad you like the work that I do...."

The silence was deafening...

"Well," he said, "Enough of this admiring. I have other jobs to do and I'll need you to sign off on this work order" which he pulled off the top of his notepad.

He handed me the pen, and I signed off. I gave him back the pen, and then looked up into his eyes. Those beautiful, deep emerald green eyes that I immediately got lost in. He took my hand into his mauler grasp, and rested it on top of his pec muscle. I blushed.

"Um, I thought you had other jobs to do..."

"Well, I do." He grinned warmly. It's just that I hate to waste a good warmup, y'know?"

He smiled as I ran my hand along his pec muscle and then fondled his nipple. He made it jump, and I started to laugh. I then ran one hand along his massive arm, and he did a little flex job while I was on his bicep. Geez, his arm looked every bit over 35 inches!! My face must have registered shock, because he started to laugh.

"Most people look like that when they see how big I am." he quipped. And I am huge..."

With that he took a little step backward, and did a double-armed, full frontal bicep pose while inhaling his powerful chest, flowing into a front lat pose. "Mostly to stay in shape" my ass!! I could not believe my eyes at this god-rhino's physique. I could get killed admiring this dude! Or mauled or what... He walked up to me and smiled, gently wrapping those pillars of iron around my body. Looking down at me, satisfied.

"Are you getting warmer? I'd hate to see one of my repair jobs freeze up on me."

"God, yes!" I said quietly. "You have been the best repair furson I've had from FAPS. Absolutely."

With that he bent over and lifted my face to meet his bright, emerald eyes, and gently kissed me with those full, thick lips. I returned his feelings passionately as he then thrust his tongue into my mouth. We kissed for what seemed like eternity, and then he broke away, looking ashamed. What the hell? Now what???...

"Uh, I'm sorry. I kinda got carried away. I didn't mean to go this far. I apologize for my forwardness. I suppose you'll tell Furr-Anthro?" His eyes pleaded, please don't!

"What, are you fuckin' nuts?!? I exclaimed. "We'd both get into trouble, man. Why should you lose your job? It's obvious that you're very good at what you do. You just need to have a little more, um, discretion and... better timing." I said, devouring his biceps with my eyes.

"Maybe" I said, "Maybe what you need is to come back after work and make sure that the snowblower is running better? Just to make sure?" I inquired.

He smiled as he rubbed his chin, "Well, I probably will be coming back this way after I sign out tonight. It might be late, but then again," he said as a light dawned in his eyes, "I could have forgotten to have you sign the work order..."

"Of course!" I exclaimed! "The damned work order! Need to get that properly taken care of, you know. And you just took a guess and I just happened to still be up tonight, yes?" I encouraged him on.

I stopped for a moment, and looked at him seriously. "But won't your wife be upset that you're late?"

He smiled broadly. "No need to worry about that. I'm not married. Don't have the time. Besides," he hinted as he looked down, arms spread and hands pointing inward, "wouldn't this body be a waste in a woman's arms? I would think so, and I'm sure she wouldn't be able to accommodate what I have between my legs."

With that, he spread his legs apart, and the bulge I saw had to have been the biggest, roaring, monstrous member of them all. He pointed downward and crossed those powerful arms as I looked him in the eyes, and he gave me a nod to 'check him out' as he smirked at me.

I walked over to him, and felt that magnificent mound of rhinoflesh. Feeling bold, I firmly grasped him and cupped that anaconda through his pants as it ran down one pant leg quite far! I stroked him powerfully. My rhino leaned back his head; those bedroom eyes closing and a grateful smile crossing his face. I watched in amazement as he started to get bigger, bigger, and I suddenly realized that he could, with no effort at all, rip open his pants, and hunt down his prey: me! I KNEW I couldn't take this rhino into my mouth no matter what I tried, no matter HOW I tried. So I let go, sadly.

With my fondling gone, he opened his eyes, and looked intently at me in a different light. He must have been reading my mind, because he gently said, "Oh, you'll have me alright. I want to be yours, sir. I want you. But on your terms. I've been known to shatter brick with my Tool, and I suppose crack a couple of jaws, too." he said as he scratched his furry head. He then reached out to gently caress my chin. "But frankly, I don't intend to have you do me so soon. Oh no. I wish you to 'grow into me', Mr. Brandon. I'll be gentle. Yeah, I don't want to ruin a budding relationship like this one. Might be a great one, no?" He paused, "And you're so different and...beautiful. He looked at me so wantonly. "By the goddess you are so beautiful." He smiled as he kissed me once more, that tongue going deep, deep. I came up for air, flustered. "Never had a little Tapir to love before, Mr. Brandon. Or fuck senseless" He giggled. "You really thrill me so deeply..."

"Please," I said, "if we're going to be working on my 'blower again in the future, you'll need to address me by my first name. Name's Pete." I said as I rubbed his expansive chest with my hands.

"Well, Pete, I might as well do intros here, too. Mine's Bruno. And I'd shake your hand, but I see that it's busy elsewhere." He laughed deeply as he began to unstrap his toolbelt and unbutton the top button to his pants. I couldn't believe what he was doing!

In a few seconds, he had unzipped his fly, and dropped his pants down around his strong hips and massive thighs. He reached under and between those thighs to lift out his Tool of Choice, resting comfortably in black mesh underwear. I could see tremendously thick veins running from the base down his cock, and the bulging was steamy and thick. Fuck, what a monster he was! I have never seen something so thick and long in my life!

"I'd like to come by tonight and give you a personal look at my 'pride and joy'. Would that be okay with you, Pete? I promise not to land you into the hospital. At least, not right away." He chuckled to himself, gently hugging me and going back to kiss me again.

I looked at him in horror as he laughed at my silliness. "Oh, I'm kidding! KIDDING! Maaaaybe..."

I took his package fully to overflowing in both my hands, and started to massage him sensually. "Yeah, baby. That feels great." He said as he rubbed my neck.

I wanted him so badly right there, and he knew it, too. I looked him in those bedroom eyes, and I said, "yes" to him. He smiled a deep, warm smile, knowing that he wanted me, too, in the best way. I bent down and inhaled that Rhino musk steaming from his member, licked him, and I gave him one, last squeeze as he stuffed himself back into his pants.

He reached over to his sweater and pulled it over his head. He looked at me and

said, "I know that you might want to get yourself off when you go inside but," he gently held my chin in his hand, "please save yourself for my lips, okay?"

"Okay, Bruno. Will tonight be rough for me?" I asked timidly.

"No, babe, tonight will be Paradise!"

This is Part One

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