The Calpina Mafia
It was raining in Little Italy at midnight. The only store with the lights on was the Calpina Diner, home and frontline racket of the Calpina Mafia. In the backroom, cigar smoke filled the small conference room. In the room was Tommasio Calpina, head s of the Calpina Mafia, Joseph Tilapo who was Tommasio's right hand and Peter Tilapo, Joseph's brother and best friend in the Mafia. Tommasio looked at the two wolves and said in a thick Italian accent.
" Joseph, Peter, I have a job for you to do, and be warned this will be messy, I will not be angry at you for declining but there is a lot of cash waiting if you do it right."
Both of the brothers wore black Calvin Klein's suits and just because they looked good didn't mean they were the deadliest in the business. Joseph had his trusty Colt M1911 and silencer hidden in the suit, Peter preferred to use his blades Joseph spoke up first.
"Don't worry Tommasio we can handle the job"
The stallion chuckled and got up of his chair and opened a cupboard on the wall next to him. He put the two Thompson machine guns on the table and pushed them toward the brothers.
" Tomorrow you are going to hit the oh so fancy Ratanza Antique Store, and your going to send a message to that fat prick Luigi Ratanza not to put his filthy paws on my daughter."
Tommasio slapped a photo face down on the table and pushed it them.
Peter picked up the photograph and Joey had to stretch his neck to get a glimpse , if any other looked at it they would have covered their eyes. They didn't flinch, the brothers were cold and emotionless and could kill without blinking.
The photo showed Tommasios daughter, with two black eyes and most of her teeth knocked out.
They understood what they had to do immediately and they got up and left the smoky room.
The next day Joseph and Peter were driving to the antique store in a black Chevy with fake plates. Joseph was driving the car and his brother was riding shotgun. When the store came into view Peter loaded the Thompson and flicked off the safety. All the pedestrians knew what was going to happen but they did not want to get in the attention of the Calpina's. When they got to the side of the store they saw all the innocents inside, they had to die. Joseph swung the car in a 180 so that Peter was facing the shop out the side window. Bullets rained a cleansing hellfire apon the store and the shoppers inside twisted and died and hot lead pierced their flesh. Peter kept on firing until all fifty of the 30. cal bullets ran out and the click sounded as the pin fell on the empty chamber.
They got out of the car and entered the destroyed store. About 15 people lay dead or dieing. Joseph noticed a female wolf cowering in the corner
"Please don't kill me" she whimpered.
Joseph raised his pistol and fired a single 9mm into her brain.
The brothers walked past the carnage like nothing ever happened and Peter stabbed each of the customers that were still breathing.
They walked up the stairs and entered into the office of Luigi Ratanza, that fat racoon cowered in a corner.
"Oh god oh god, please don't, ill pay you anything you want"
The brothers looked at each other and grinned.
"Oh you'll be paying for what you did to Stephanie Calpina"
Realization dawned on the racoon and he realized that exactly the same thing was going to happen to him.
In a flash the belt holding Luigis pants up fell down as the Peters blade cut through the imperial leather and underwear whch. Peter got behind Luigi and Joseph got in front
Both of the brothers pulled down their pants and showed their furry balls and sheath to the racoon.
" Oh go...ahhhhhh!" the racoon screamed as the huge cock of Peter rammed up his tail hole. Peter pistoned in and out of Luigis ass as the racoons blood and Peters precum mixed.
" AH, STO.....gmhph." He was silenced as I shoved my cock is his muzzle. Both of us fucked the fat prick hard.
"This is from Tommasio Calpani, you worthless piece of shit!" This was very rare for Peter to speak and he barely ever swears when he does.
We both climaxed and pumped our seed into Luigi and he tried to do a muffled scream but my cock was blocking it all.
We pulled ourselves out of him and put our cocks back in our pants and pulled them up
Luigi fell to the floor sobbing and crying
" I so sorry, please no more" He cried out
"Not sorry yet" Said Joseph. He grabbed him on his flabby man breasts and hefted him up on the wall. Joey nodded to his brother was swung his knife in figure 8 patterns and all these fancy moves.
" Oh hurry the fuck up." Joey said. As soon as he mentioned this Peter moved the knife down and cut Luigi's dick and balls off. The parts fell on the ground in a puddle of blood. Joey gave him one last punch to the face and threw the racoon against the wall.
The brothers left him screaming out in agony and barred the door with a piece of antique. They walked past the carnage, got in the black Chevy and drove away