"Sloan Cosgrove 2, Confessions of a Middle-Aged Bear" is the sequel to "Sloan Cosgrove, Confessions of a Teenage Bear," a novel originally published online in 2001 and currently available at: http://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/college/sloan-cosgrove/
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"Sloan Cosgrove 2, Confessions of a Middle-Aged Bear" by fratbear (thefratbear@yahoo.com)
Chapter 5: Parting Gifts (warning: contains scenes of incest)
"Come on, Bobby," Tony groaned, "let's cum in his mouth at the same time."
That was music to my ears.
It was nearly ten o'clock on the night before I was planning to start my drive out to Los Angeles, and Bobby, Tony, and I were hidden in the shadows behind Dad's house, having one last bit of fun together.
Bobby and Tony were standing, facing one another with their shorts pulled down to their ankles. They had their shirts pulled up so that their round bellies were pressing against either side of my head as I did my best to cram both of their erect cocks into my mouth at the same time.
"We'd better do it soon," Bobby panted. "I think everyone's wondering where we went."
Inside the house, the going-away party that my Dad was throwing for me was heading into its third hour. It was mostly attended by friends of Dad who saw me grow up in Cicero, including my old lawncare boss Cliff, who had somehow grown even stockier and thicker since the last time he'd fucked me before I left for college. He still had the same head of spiky blond hair and neatly-trimmed beard streaked with gray.
When Cliff first arrived at the party that evening, he and Dad had given each other a warm hug at the door. Then Cliff stomped over to me and gave me a powerful hug that took me by surprise. I'd learned that ever since Dad found out that Cliff had repeatedly fucked me when I was practically still a teenager, he'd spent months avoiding his best friend. With these friendly embraces at the party, I wondered if Dad had finally accepted what had happened and resumed their longtime friendship.
However, with a dozen other people there, it was no place for me to try to seek out more details about Dad and Cliff's relationship and whether they'd really talked everything out.
Bobby and Tony were the only friends of mine from high school who bothered to show up. That just gave me an excuse to take them out back and suck the cum out of both of them one more time.
As I eagerly plunged both of their stiff dicks into my mouth, fondling their balls with my hands, they moaned loudly and started kissing. Their moans began to turn into jagged grunts, and I felt both their cocks swelling in my mouth.
Both rods started pulsing in my mouth, which was soon barraged with twin jets of spurting sperm. Bobby's and Tony's bodies trembled, their sweaty, hairy stomachs jiggling on either side of me. I chuckled as I swallowed their delicious cum.
I pulled my mouth off their cocks and took one in each fist, pumping out any last drops of juice, which I licked off.
"God damn, Sloan," Tony whined between heavy breaths, "L.A. has no idea what's headed their way."
I laughed as I stood and kissed both of them. "Don't know if I'm gonna find anything out there that tastes as good as you guys."
"Aw." Tony sounded half-mocking, half-sincere. "We'll miss you, too."
"You have to stay in touch," Bobby said as he wiped his dick with his shirt tail and then pulled up his shorts. "Tell me all about it."
"And maybe you'll come out to visit?" I asked hopefully.
"Sure," he replied, but I knew that he probably wouldn't be able to afford it. "Hey, let's get back to your party."
It was almost midnight by the time the party finally broke up and everybody had gone home. Dad watched me hug Bobby and Tony goodbye, probably thinking about how he'd be doing the same in the morning, and it seemed to visibly sadden him. Now he was half-heartedly cleaning up in the kitchen.
"Hey, you want the rest of this cake?" Dad asked, gesturing to the last chunk of sheet cake on the table.
"I'll have it for breakfast before I leave," I answered as I picked up plastic cups and dumped them into a trash bag.
"Hey, don't worry about that," Dad said, "it's your party, after all."
"I know. Just didn't want you to have to do all the work."
"I'm tired of this, anyway," he sighed, dropping the trash bag he was holding on the floor. "Let's take a breather."
I dropped my trash bag, went over to the living room sofa, and collapsed on it, exhausted from all the excitement of the night. Dad smirked and joined me, letting his big frame hit the sofa with so much force that it threatened to bounce me right off the cushions.
Our front door suddenly swung open. I should have said earlier that ALMOST everybody had gone home, because Cliff strutted in and closed the door behind him, holding up a half-empty bottle of Fireball.
"Hey, look what I found on the lawn," he declared gruffly.
Dad smiled. "Feel free to take it. Thanks for helping out."
"It's nothing, Jared," Cliff replied. "Anything for you guys."
I finally decided it was time to ask the question that'd been bouncing around my head all night.
"Okay, so I have to ask. Does this mean you two have talked about...?"
Dad and Cliff exchanged looks, and Cliff chuckled.
"You mean, about fucking you when you were a kid?"
His upfront response took me by surprise. "Uh, yeah," I replied hesitantly, "though technically I was eighteen, so I wasn't a kid."
"Yeah, we talked," Cliff said, "and we're all good." He then looked at Dad with a wicked gleam in his eye, and he held his hand up this mouth as if he were imparting some deep, dark secret. "Your Dad even told me about what you two did before your graduation."
"Okay, Cliff!" Dad said, feigning indignance as he stood, "maybe you should be getting home." He started to lead Cliff to the door.
"Oh, I see, gonna get one more blowjob from your boy before he goes," Cliff said cheerfully. "I'll leave you to it."
But that gave me an idea. I stood up to stop them.
"Now hang on there," I said as I approached him. "You can't say that and then just leave."
I shot a mischievous look at my Dad, then dropped to my knees and started unbuckling Cliff's belt.
"Holy shit!" Cliff exclaimed as I unzipped his pants, yanked them down, and swallowed his soft penis, which immediately started to swell in my mouth. He looked over at my Dad. "You okay with this, Jared?"
Dad didn't respond, at least not with words. He undid his own pants and kicked them off, releasing his already stiff cock. He went back to sit on the sofa and started jerking off as he watched me blow his best friend.
Cliff placed a strong, calloused hand on top of my head as I sucked on his throbbing rod. He threw his head back, looking up at the ceiling as he fucked my mouth.
But then he stopped, and I looked up at him, his cock still buried in my mouth. He gestured towards Dad, who was masturbating on the sofa.
"Go take care of your Dad," Cliff commanded lustfully.
I pulled him out of my mouth and smiled at him. I stood and turned towards my Dad, who looked at me almost fearfully as he continued to pump his shaft with his fist. I stripped off my clothes as I approached him on the sofa. Now completely naked, I fell to my knees and engulfed his cock with my mouth.
"Oh god, Sloan," he grunted as I sucked on him enthusiastically.
"Fuck yeah," Cliff exclaimed as he approached us, also stripping the clothes from his stout, ursine body. When he reached us on the sofa, he reached down and pulled Dad's shirt off so that all three of us were free of our clothes.
Cliff stood over us, jerking on his cock as I blew my Dad. "Your kid's an incredible cocksucker, huh?"
Dad looked up at him, his mouth wide open as he let out deep huffs of ecstasy.
I finally slid his cock out of my mouth and looked up at him. Dad had a confused expression.
"Dad, I think it's time," I said.
"For what?" he asked, his eyes widening.
Instead of answering, I climbed up onto the sofa, facing him, planting a foot on either side of him and then slowly squatting, lowering myself towards Dad's twitching, dripping erection, slick with my saliva.
"Oh man, do it," Cliff growled encouragingly. "Fuck your boy, Jared."
"Sloan," Dad protested half-heartedly, "I don't know..."
But he stopped talking, closed his eyes, and let out a loud moan as I pushed his cock into my asshole and let it slide slowly into my body. As I sank down, I savored the feeling of his pole entering me until he was buried completely in my ass.
A smile slowly formed across his handsome face, and he let out a soft laugh.
Cliff nodded. "Now that's a feeling I know well. What do you think?"
"It feels incredible," Dad murmured, then opened his eyes and looked with wonder at my giant naked body squatting over him, his penis completely inside me while my own large, hard cock rested on his round, furry stomach.
"You ain't felt nothing, yet." I grinned and started bouncing up and down, sliding his hard cock in and out of my ass.
Breathing heavily, my Dad reached up and ran his hands over my torso, really exploring my body for the very first time. For all I knew, it was the first time he'd ever felt a grown man's naked body. I placed my hands on his broad shoulders as I continued riding his hot, hard pole.
"Oh god, son," he groaned. "I can't believe this is happening."
"I know, Dad," I moaned.
"God damn it, Jared." Cliff squirted lube on his cock and moved behind me, tapping me on the back. "Sloan, let me."
I stopped moving, just letting my Dad's throbbing cock rest inside me, and I felt the head of Cliff's dick starting to press against my ass.
"Cliff, no..." my Dad protested.
But I wanted it. "Do it, Cliff." I stared hard into my Dad's hungry eyes.
"Fuck..." Cliff groaned as he pushed his erection into me. I felt my asshole expanding to allow two thick swollen cocks to enter.
"Oh, fuuuuck..." I whined as my body trembled.
Dad's eyes widened in astonishment at the feeling of his best friend's rod squeezing into my ass and sliding along his. I opened my mouth wide, letting out a groan as my eyes rolled back.
My body was trembling from the intensity. "Oh god, Dad," I whimpered as I tilted my head down and buried my face in my Dad's shoulder.
Cliff finally pushed his dick into me all the way to the hilt, his balls pressing against my Dad's.
"Are you okay, son?" Dad asked, sounding apologetic.
I stopped shaking, sat up, and smiled at him. "Yeah, Dad. It amazing."
"I'll take it from here," Cliff declared as he started thrusting his hips, furiously fucking my ass while also stimulating my Dad's cock in the process.
Rhythmic grunts escaped from my mouth in short bursts as my Dad and I gazed at each other with wide-eyed, disbelieving expressions. My still-hard erection was bouncing and dripping clear fluid onto my Dad's belly. He wrapped his fingers around my hard erection and started pumping the shaft.
"Oh my god, Dad," I cried, "that feels so good."
Dad groaned. "Make us cum, Cliff."
"Yeah, Jared," Cliff grunted as placed his rough hands on my back and pushed me forward until my chest was pressed against my Dad's face. "We're gonna fill your boy's ass with our sperm."
My Dad flicked his tongue across my nipple, making my entire chest tingle and shiver. He started to jerk my dripping cock faster with his hand, which was now sticky with my precum.
"Oh god, Dad," I moaned, "you're gonna make me shoot. I'm gonna shoot my cum on you."
"Yeah, Sloan," he moaned back, his face buried in my sweaty chest. "Give it to me, boy."
It suddenly felt like fireworks were exploding in my head as my whole body shook violently, and my cock erupted, firing jets of hot cum that splattered across my Dad's burly, furry chest.
"Yeah, son, shoot it." Dad kept pumping on my shaft even as my asshole squeezed his and Cliff's cocks repeatedly. "Oh my god, I'm gonna shoot my load in you, Sloan!"
Both Dad and Cliff started letting out loud, guttural grunts that made them sound like frenzied jungle animals.
"Oh fuck!" Cliff cried out as he shoved his rod all the way into me and started shaking. "I'm cumming!"
I felt Cliff's cock pulsing inside me as it started pumping his jizz into my ass. I then watched my Dad expression turn to one of pure bliss, and he opened his mouth wide and let out a loud cry that turned into a deep sigh as he also released his load.
I leaned down, placed my hands on either side of my Dad's head, and kissed him full on the mouth even as his and Cliff's cocks continued throb, coating my bowels with their hot sperm. Dad moaned as his orgasm subsided.
Finally, all three of us were completely spent. Dad leaned back into the sofa, and I got a good view of his broad chest, splattered with my cum. I ran my hands over his chest, rubbing my still-warm jizz into his chest hair. He chuckled at the craziness of the situation.
"I wish we'd done this sooner, Dad," I sighed.
"Same," he replied wistfully.
He and Cliff groaned and squirmed as I tightened the muscles in my ass, playfully milking their cocks with my asshole. But none of us wanted to move, so we just stayed there with them still buried deep in my ravaged ass.
Cliff finally peered over my shoulder. "Don't worry, Sloan. I'll take care of your Dad when you're away."
"Thanks, Cliff," I replied. "For everything."