"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 39: Semper Fi
"Have a good time, son," my dad said to me as I opened the door of his pick-up and climbed out with my duffel bag.
It was nearing the end of my summer break, and just like the previous year, I had decided to treat myself to a few days some place far away from Cicero. Last year I'd had a good time at the Ursa Major resort in Florida, but this time I felt like travelling somewhere closer and more relaxing.
I'd heard about this place called the Phoenix Spa just on the other side of the New Mexico border. Even though it wasn't a gay resort, the promise of saunas, hot tubs, and deep tissue massages was too tempting to pass up, and I booked a three-night stay. Hey, a lazy bear needs to get REALLY lazy every now and then.
My vow of laziness extended to the journey to the spa. I wasn't gonna drive there myself. Nope, I was taking a bus, with a connection in Odessa. I was hoping to spend most of the trip asleep in the back.
I waved to my dad as he drove away from the bus station. By now, he'd pretty much accepted that I'd never settle down with a nice Texas girl and have a couple of babies. In fact, just a few nights earlier, we'd had a conversation over dinner about some women that he'd been dating over the past few months. Looks like dad was trying to get back into the game. Hell, I was getting the feeling that I wasn't going to be his only kid for long.
As soon as I boarded the bus, I headed to the very last row. I knew that most people didn't like to sit in the back due to the bumpy ride, but it suited me just fine to have a whole row to myself. As the bus began to fill up, I noticed that no one else was sitting in the last five rows of seats.
In fact, I had the whole section to myself until the bus stopped in Abilene to pick up another passenger. That's when this short, stocky jarhead climbed onboard and made his way all the way to the back of the bus, sitting right across the aisle from me. Even though he was dressed in jeans and a flannel shirt, I could tell he was military. He just had that look, one that was identifiable even without a uniform.
As he took his seat, he glanced over at me and nodded a silent greeting. I nodded back, secretly checking out his ass as he leaned over to push his duffel bag down the seat against the window.
By now, the sun was starting to set, and some of the passengers had already started to fall asleep. For a few hours, my new bus-mate mad eno attempt to socialize. Instead, he just stared out his window at the landscape zipping past.
It was well into night, and I was just about to doze off, when I finally heard him say something.
"So, where're ya headed?"
I snapped awake, surprised to hear him speak. He'd almost had me convinced he was a mute.
"Over to New Mexico," I answered. "Outside Carlsbad."
"Yeah, whatcha up to?"
Curious little bugger, I thought. "On vacation. Gonna stay at this resort."
He nodded, and I guessed that he'd probably never been to a resort in his life. "Cool, cool. I'm headed home to El Paso to visit the folks."
As if I asked, I thought, tempted to make some snippy remark. Instead, I decided to play along. Why not? The kid was cute in a puppyish kind of way. His white teeth gleamed even in the dark, and they were framed by a thin, dark goatee. "Lemme guess. Army grunt."
He shook his head, and answered proudly. "Marines." He smiled anyway, probably impressed that I'd fingered him as military, even if I didn't get the correct branch. "Name's Josh."
I shook hands with him. "Sloan. I'm comin' out from Cicero."
"Long ride," Josh remarked.
"Yes, it is." I looked at my watch. I'd be on this bus for another six hours.
"Wonder what people do to pass the time." Josh shifted in his seat, brushing his groin with his hand. I squinted my eyes in the dark, unsure if my eyes had just played a trick on me. Josh noticed my curious gaze, and he placed his hand back on his crotch. He fingers were rubbing the bulge in his jeans slowly. His voice dropped to a whisper. "You think people jerk off on the bus?"
"I'm sure it happens a lot more often than you think," I said, brushing my fingers over my now-hardening cock.
Josh quickly unzipped his jeans and pulled out his dick, which was average sized, but looked big on his short, compact frame. He started pumping on it with his muscular fingers. He looked over at me and grinned mischievously. This kid had balls. Speaking of which, soon he had his jeans pushed down to his knees, and he fondled his balls with his other hand.
Well, I was starting to feel like the one who was doing something wrong by just sitting there and watching, so I also undid my pants and, not to be undone, pushed them all the way down to my ankles. My large cock popped up to full mast, and Josh stopped jerking off for a moment to admire its size.
We both resumed pumping our shafts with our fists, staring at each other, grinning stupidly. It was so dark that we could barely see each other, meaning that no one else in the bus could see what we were doing. The steady hum of the bus on the pavement covered up the sounds of our heavy breaths and occasional moan.
I raised a hand, gesturing for Josh to join me on my side of the bus. He looked around nervously, making sure no one else was watching, then stood up and shuffled across the aisle. I scooted over to the next seat to give him room. He started to sit down, but I stopped him, grabbing him by the waist and making sure that he remained standing. I turned him around so that his erection was pointing right at my face.
And then I swallowed his shaft whole. Josh let out a startled gasp, but then got into the groove of things as I sucked on his cock. I had an easy time getting the entire length of it into my mouth, and he seemed to appreciate it. His hands clutched my hair as he thrust his hips, fucking my mouth slowly and quietly.
Several minutes went by, and just as I thought my jaw would lock up from sucking on him for so long, I heard Josh let out a faint grunt. His finger tightened their grip on my hair, and I felt my mouth filling with the taste of his delicious cum, which poured out of his cock like water coming out of a faucet. The kid must've not had a lot of opportunities to relieve his sexual tension down at the Marine base.
I swallowed every last drop of his cum that I could, until all that was left was his softening dick in my mouth, and the barely audible sounds of his heavy breathing above my head. His fingers gradually loosened on my hair until his hands fell to his sides.
When I looked up at his face, I saw him staring at my throbbing cock, standing like a redwood, still unrelieved and harder than ever.
"That looks like it needs to be stuck in something," Josh said softly.
I couldn't believe what I was hearing. "You want to sit on my lap?" I asked.
I didn't need to ask twice. Josh shuffled over in front of me, turning his back to me and slowly lowering himself right onto my pole. I groaned as he guided my cock into his asshole and gradually slid himself onto it. There I was, sitting on a bus with my dick up the ass of an honest-to-God Marine.
Josh grasped the seat in front of him with those strong hands of his. He pulled himself up to give me just enough room to thrust my cock up and down, fucking his ass while still seated. Combined with the bumps and potholes that the bus seemed to hit every second, my humping resulted in Josh literally bouncing up and down on my dick. I had to really struggle to prevent myself from screaming out in ecstasy.
From the hissing sounds coming from Josh's mouth, I could tell he was gritting his teeth hard, also trying not to cry out as my thick cock pounded into his tight hole.
I reached up and wrapped my arms around him, pulling him back against my chest. I held his muscular body in a crushing bear-hug as I humped his body harder and faster, nearing my orgasm.
I pressed my mouth against the back of his neck to stifle a roar as I came in his ass, unloading my sperm deep into his body. We shook and heaved together as fireworks seemed to explode before my eyes in the darkness. For a moment, I forgot where I was or what I was doing.
As my cock pumped out the last of my cum into Josh, I relaxed my hold on him, and we both leaned back, me in my seat, him against my chest. We stayed that way, with my cock buried in his ass, for what seemed like over an hour before he pulled himself off my cock and pulled up his pants.
We said goodbye as the bus neared Odessa, and I had to get off to make my connection. Josh grinned at me as we shook hands. "My family's gonna be wondering why I'm walking all funny."
"Just blame it on the Corps," I replied. We chuckled, and I took one last glance at him before hopping off the bus. I hoped that this was only the beginning of an exciting weekend.
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