"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 27: One More Time
"Oh, fuck... yeah, suck it, Sloan."
Justin, my freshman roommate, was moaning and grunting uncontrollably as I sucked hungrily on his hard cock. He was lying completely naked on his bed with his legs dangling off the edge as I knelt between them, also naked. The bed heaved as he thrust his muscular, furry body, plunging his dick into my mouth repeatedly.
It was the last week of May, and we only had one more day before the school year ended and we would move back home for Memorial Day and the rest of the summer. Most of the students had already started packing, and most of my belongings were sitting in boxes scattered around the room.
I'd actually just had my last final exam that morning, finishing it a few minutes early, and I had decided to celebrate the end of my freshman year with a quick jerk-off session when I got back to my room. As I soon discovered, though, Justin had been thinking pretty much the same thing. Because when I opened the door to the room, I found him lying on his bed, busily pumping his meat with his fist.
If it had been any other two roommates in my dorm, such a situation would have been cause for great embarrassment, but since I'd been giving Justin regular blow jobs for most of the year, I just quickly shuffled into the room and closed the door behind me.
"How'd the final go?" Justin asked nonchalantly as he continued masturbating.
"Great," I answered. "You probably noticed that I'm back earlier than expected."
"Yeah," he grunted. "Hope you don't mind if I rub one out here. When you feel the need..."
"Hey, I understand completely," I replied as I started stripping off my clothes. "In fact, let me give you a hand."
And that's how I ended up sucking on Justin's dick as he writhed on the bed, both of us well aware that this would probably be the last time we'd do this together. We'd been going at it for quite a while, and his body was getting an all-over tan from the sunlight streaming through the open window.
Since we were on the second floor of the building, we didn't have to worry about people peeking in. There was the danger, however, of somebody hearing us in the courtyard outside. Justin was more of a moaner than a screamer, though, so being able to keep the window open with the breeze washing over our bodies was a nice bonus.
His fingers clenched my hair just as they did the first time I blew him all those months ago. And even though I'd swallowed dozens of his loads since then, each time seemed like the first with him. Maybe it was because I knew he was straight, and I was always fascinated by the look on his face, the look of a cute straight jock with no idea how he could be getting so much pleasure from another guy.
As I slurped on his cock, fondling his furry balls with my fingers, I felt his hand tugging on my hair, pulling my mouth away from his dick. I looked up at him, confused by the interruption.
"What's wrong?" I asked.
Justin was breathing heavily, and he caught his breath before answering. "I was thinking, Sloan. Since it's our last day here, maybe you'd let me fuck you."
I continued stroking his pole with my hand. "How long have you been wanting to ask me that?"
Justin sighed, almost ashamed to answer. "Actually, I've wanted to fuck you for a while. You know, to see what it was like. But I didn't know what you'd say if I asked."
"Well, Justin," I replied as I climbed up onto his bed. "I'd say that my ass is all yours."
He grinned at me as I got up on my knees. I decided to be a little daring, leaning over across the bed and resting my forearms on the window sill next to the bed. The top part of my naked body was in full view of anybody who'd happen to be standing outside our dorm and look up at our window.
I didn't even care, though, because soon I felt the head of Justin's cock poking against my asshole. He was kneeling behind me, making sure his knees were planted in a comfortable place to fuck.
"Come on, Justin," I moaned. "Fuck me like you've wanted to."
He slid his cock into my ass, grabbing my hips as he pushed in. "Yeah, Sloan," he groaned. "Take it, buddy."
He started fucking me with surprising force, making me grunt with each powerful thrust. I knew that Justin liked to fuck hard- on countless occasions I'd listened to him screwing chicks he'd brought back to the room on the weekends- but still I wasn't prepared for to pounding my ass was taking from him.
My face went through a series of contortions, my eyes squeezing shut, my mouth alternately opening in a silent scream or clenching shut. A series of whines escaped from my throat, and I wondered if anyone outside the window was watching and figuring out what was going on.
For his part, Justin was panting and moaning as he plunged his rod into me. "I'm fucking you, Sloan," he growled in disbelief. "Oh my god, I'm fucking you so good."
I felt my asshole getting hot from the friction, and I thought I could feel the head of his cock poking around my insides. Whatever Justin was doing to me, I was loving it. My own cock was harder than ever, dripping strands of precum onto the bed below without even being touched.
My eyes were starting to tear up from the vigorous fucking, and I had to strain to look out the window, trying to see if my whimpers of ecstasy were attracting any attention. Apparently, none of the students traversing the courtyard below were taking notice of me.
However, as I scanned the windows of the dormitory building across the courtyard, I could have sworn I saw the rustling of a window shade from a third-story window, as if somebody were hiding behind it and peering at me.
I wasn't able to give much thought to the possibility of a voyeur across the way, because Justin soon started to grunt louder.
"Oh god, Sloan, I'm gonna shoot in your ass. Take it, Sloan. Here I cum... Ahhh!"
Justin cried out as he blasted his load into me. His fingers dug into my sides as he clung to me. I felt his body convulsing behind me, and the sounds of his intense climax drove me to the brink and pushed me over.
"Oh, fuck, Justin," I whimpered, "I'm cumming, too."
My cock started throbbing- powerful, body-shaking throbs- pumping out globs of cum that splattered onto the wall in front of me and onto the bedsheets beneath me. Needless to say, this was a first for me. I'd never blown my wad without any physical contact being made with my cock. I knew Justin would be proud to know that he'd made me cum just by fucking me.
But for now, Justin was more preoccupied by his own subsiding orgasm. He let out a few more fierce growls, squeezing out the last of his cum, then stopped thrusting and let his cock rest inside my ass, savoring the moment.
We just stayed in the position for long while, letting the breeze cool us down. The only sound in the room seemed to be our heavy breaths, which soon quieted into silence.
"You came, didn't you?" Justin finally asked in a husky whisper.
"Yeah," I replied. "Sorry I messed up your sheets."
"It's cool," he replied as he ran his hands over my sweaty back. "Now I just wished I'd asked you to do this sooner."
I felt him sliding his cock back and forth inside me, and that's when I realized something. He was still fully erect.
"You're still hard," I commented.
"Yeah, I'm still kinda horny," he replied. "You wouldn't mind if I made another go for it? One more time."
"Justin," I answered, "you can fuck me till the sun goes down."
I knew he probably didn't have that kind of stamina, but I'll be damned if he didn't go ahead and try. With a primal grunt, he started plowing my ass with his stiff cock again, and I knew that this was going to be a day that neither of us was going to forget anytime soon.
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