"Sloan Cosgrove, Confessions of a Teenage Bear" is a 45- chapter novel in which a certain bearish college football player/ frat boy recalls his many sexual adventures and encounters.
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"Sloan Cosgrove, Confessions of a Teenage Bear" by fratbear (fratbear@excite.com)
Chapter 12: Round Two
Tucker and I watched as Don and Clod hoisted their burly frames onto the bed of my pick-up and clambered over to our prone bodies. They weren't cops, anymore. They just a pair of horny guys needing some kind of release on a warm spring night.
Don was hairy all over, like a grizzly bear. His cock was probably about seven inches long.
Clod was a monster. He was big all over, with almost no hair on his muscular frame. One look at his nine-inch member sent shivers through my body.
Tucker closed his eyes again as Don climbed onto him and shoved his dick up his tight ass. Tucker's body quivered, and tears rolled out of his eyes as Don fucked him furiously.
Meanwhile, Clod positioned himself between my spread legs. "Tell me if I'm hurting you," he whispered as he slid his huge erection inch by inch into my ass. I let out a long whine as it went in. It seemed to take forever, but when it was all the way to the hilt, it felt as if it were filling my entire body.
"You're a cute little teddy bear," Clod grunted as he wrapped his arms around my body and fucked me with surprising gentleness. I have to admit that it was first time anybody had ever called me "little" without any irony.
He kissed my ear and cheek, and I turned my head so that we could kiss each other on the lips. I felt his tongue invading my mouth and intertwining with my own tongue. He bathed my face with hot, jagged breaths.
Don was not being so gentle with Tucker. His quick, hard thrusts were almost angry, and Tucker was whimpering and crying. I broke my kiss with Clod and squeezed Tucker's hand. He opened his eyes and looked at me. I smiled and growled with pleasure. Tucker nodded and growled back. He even chuckled a little as the big hairy cop on his back neared his climax.
"Yeah..." Don groaned as he came quickly, adding to the cum already in Tucker's ass. Within a few seconds, Don was withdrawing his dick with a loud squishing sound. He leaned over and whispered into Tucker's ear. "Thanks."
For the first time, Tucker grinned. "No problem," he grunted back.
I smiled as Clod continued fucking me with steady, relaxed strokes. After Don climbed off the truck, Tucker just watched me being fucked by this gentle giant of a man.
"You really like this?" the big guy asked me.
"It's great," I replied. Clod laughed softy in response. Suddenly, he let out a gasp.
"I'm gonna cum," he moaned as he fucked me faster.
"Come on, Clod," I groaned. "Spurt it inside me."
Without warning, Clod let out a deafening howl into the night sky as he bucked up, his dick throbbing in my ass as thick cum sprayed into it. I felt the juices splashing against the walls of my ass.
The howl died into a soft whimper as all the strength drained out of his tremendous body, and his full weight fell against me as he went limp. He kept murmuring into my ear. "Good little bear..."
Clod finally sighed and pulled out. My asshole was so loose now that it felt like the night air was blowing into my body. Tucker and I looked over our shoulders at the cops as they got dressed behind my truck.
"So did we do okay?" I asked Chuck.
Chuck grinned. "You did better than okay."
"So you're gonna let us off?"
"Sure thing." Chuck tossed the key to the handcuffs into the bed next to our feet and slammed shut the gate on my truck. The cops turned and walked back to their cars.
"Hey," Tucker yelled, "aren't you gonna untie us?"
The cops laughed as they got into their cars and drove off, leaving Tucker and me spread-eagle in the bed of my truck. The handcuffs key was useless, since we could barely even moved our hands.
"God damn assholes," Tucker snorted as he look over my sweat-drenched, naked body. "How're we gonna explain this when somebody finds us like this?"
"We could always tell them we got raped by a couple of cops," I suggested.
"No way, man," he replied, furiously shaking his head. "Ain't nobody's gonna find out I got fucked in the ass by two guys."
"It didn't hurt too bad, did it?" I asked, looking at his wrecked, violated body with concern.
He tried to sound strong and proud. "Naw, of course not. But I can't say I enjoyed it, either. Not like you, anyway."
"Well, it helps to be gay," I answered. "And it would also help if you actually liked the guy who was fucking you."
"I guess," Tucker sighed. "This feels kinda weird, having all this cum inside my ass." He wiggled his body a little, apparently to feel the juices squishing around inside him. "Well, what're we gonna do while we wait?"
"I dunno," I said. "I just don't know."
Over the next hour, we heard about a half-dozen cars zooming past on the road, but none of them stopped. A pick-up truck pulled over on the side of road in Texas wasn't exactly cause for anybody to get out of their cars and make inquiries.
It was probably a little past midnight when we heard a car pulling up and parking behind my truck. The car sounded awfully familiar.
Tucker perked up. "You hear that?" We both looked over our shoulders.
A blond head peered over the gate and looked down at our naked bodies strung up in the bed. "What the fuck?" It was Zack, finally on his way home from our drunken gathering at the Dairy Queen.
"Hey, Zack," I said, "we've got ourselves into a bit of a bind here."
Tucker was relieved that we'd been found by somebody we actually knew and trusted, and so he spilled his guts about what had happened to us as Zack freed us. I rubbed my sore wrists as Tucker gingerly sat back on his still-sensitive ass.
"So they fucked both of you?" Zack asked, a little curious.
"Sloan actually liked it," Tucker said. "Especially that big cop with the huge dick."
"Well, they got my ass so worked up that it's hungry for more now," I said. My dick was erect again, and I rubbed it to keep it happy.
"My ass is just plain sore," Tucker groused. "You have anything I can put on it?"
"Actually, I do," I said. "Zack, can you get the bottle of lotion in my glove compartment?"
Zack went into the cab and came back with a bottle of aloe vera ointment that I kept in my truck.
I looked at Tucker, who held out his hand for the bottle. "Say, Tucker, would it be asking too much if I could apply it for you?"
"Sure, no problem."
"Actually, I was wondering if I could use a special applicator." I squirted a glob of the lotion onto my stiff cock and lubed it up with it.
Tucker's eyes widened. "But you're... it's so big," he stammered.
"It's not about how big it is," I replied, "it's about getting fucked by a friend, somebody you really like."
This seemed to put Tucker at ease. He looked over at Zack, who just shrugged in drunken nonchalance, then looked back at me and finally nodded.
I helped Tucker get into position on his hands and knees so that he could stick his ass into the air for easier entry. I pressed my cock against his red, raw asshole. It was still slick from the previous encounter with the cops.
"Ready?" I asked.
"Yeah," Tucker answered. "Just go a little- ah!"
He cried out as I pushed my cock into him, sliding it in until my body was pressed up against his ass, and all eight inches of my cock was inside him. He let out a long sigh.
I felt a hand on my shoulder. I looked back to find Zack's grinning face. He had dropped his pants and was now kneeling behind me, rubbing his thick, swollen erection.
I leaned forward, lying against Tucker's back, as Zack scooted forward and shoved his rod right up my ass. "Oh, yeah," he moaned as he started fucking me. I gently eased my own cock in and out of Tucker's ass.
It was my first experience of fucking somebody while being fucked. Sandwiched between the hot, brawny bodies of my two teammates, I started to grunt and groan like an animal as sweat began to pour down my body.
The truck rocked back and forth as we moved together, growling and cursing as a breeze blew over our overheated bodies.
"Oh, fuck, Sloan," Tucker cried out. "Your dick feels so good in my ass."
I reached under him and found that he'd managed to keep an erection even as I fucked him. I slowly jerked him off as our bodies writhed in unison.
After a few minutes, I felt my body trembling. I knew I was getting close. "I'm gonna cum in your ass," I groaned.
"Do it," Tucker grunted back.
I put my hands on his back as I thrust harder into him. I heaved as my climax rolled through my body, and I started spewing my steaming cum into his body. The muscles in my ass tightened with each spasm.
As my ass clamped down around his dick, Zack finally let out a series of loud moans. "Oh, god, here it comes." He wrapped his arms around my chest and pulled me up, hugging me tightly as he rammed his dick into me a couple more times before his spunk exploded into my ass. "God, Sloan, you're unbelievable," he grunted as he pumped out the last contents of his balls into me.
Zack pulled his dick out of me and rubbed it contentedly. I withdrew my softening dick from Tucker's ass and rolled him over onto his back. I wrapped my fingers around his stiff cock and pumped on it vigorously. Tucker cried out wildly as his body bucked around.
"I'm gonna shoot!" he yelled.
I immediately climbed onto him and lowered myself on his pole, slipping it into my ass.
Tucker's eyes widened in amazement as I bounced up and down on his cock a few times. Then his eyes rolled back in his head and he grunted loudly. His body arched up as he shoved his dick all the way up into my ass. I felt jet after jet of cum pumping out of his dick into me.
Tucker's body went limp as he took big, gulping breaths of fresh air.
I pulled myself off of him and stood up, my big naked body glistening in the night as the breeze helped evaporate some of the sweat.
"Looks like you need a towel," Zack said, pointing out the mixture of four men's cum overflowing out of my ass and dripping down my legs.
"Guess I got the ole tank filled up," I chuckled.
"You were right," Tucker said as he got his breath back. "It is better with someone you like."
He sat up, and cum leaked out of his ass, forming a puddle in the bed of my truck. We all laughed as Zack went back to his truck to get a towel, and we made plans to get together again on Saturday night... this time without the cops.
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