"Appetizer? Does that mean there are more courses?"
From Create Your Own Story
Steve smiles down at you, giving his dick a tug. "Greedy boy, eh? You want the whole meal?"
You blush, but nod. Damn straight you want more.
Steve grins, and slowly tucks his dick back into his boxers, then zips back up.
"One bear to go," he grins. "You're gonna remember this meal for a long time, I'll bet." He steps back, and you stand up, feeling some of the daddy's cum dribble from your ass into your underwear. As you hit the hallway, Steve puts one hand at the small of your back, leading you with his big hand.
At the entrance, the beefy bouncer notices you and Steve as you pass for the door, and he tosses you a friendly wink. You blush, and smile back at him. Once outside, the salt-and-pepper bear leads you to his car, and you get in the passenger seat. Steve gets inside, and starts driving. His hand wanders from the gearshift a few times to give your crotch a squeeze, and you let out a little moan each time.
"Damn boy, getting plowed in the bathroom got you horned up, didn't it?"
"Yeah," you admit, and he squeezes your dick again.
His house isn't far, and once parked in the garage, he leads you inside. As soon as you're past the door, the husky man pushes you against the wall and his neatly trimmed beard is rough against your lips as his kisses you, his tongue entering your mouth and his hands gripping your shoulders tight. You let out another little moan.
"So," he says, coming up for air, and stepping back. He tugs his dick back out of his jeans, already half-hard. The piercing glints in the light. "Boy wants some bear, eh? I got your order: the reddened boy ass, stuffed with a rough bear sausage and filled with a hot cream glaze."
Your whole body shivers. He grins, and half pulls, half drags you up the stairs to his bedroom. Once there, he tugs his shirt off, revealing his thick hairy chest and stomach, and he steps out of his jeans and boots. You strip in front of him while he watches, smiling at you, and leisurely strokes his pierced dick. As soon as you're naked, he sits down on a large leather chair, and slaps his thighs.
"Come here. Bear's gonna tenderize your butt for you."
You shiver, but find yourself leaning over his lap, his dick pressing into your stomach, and your own cock hard against his thigh. You brace yourself, but the first slap of his large hand against your ass makes you yelp, and you squirm on his lap. You feel some of the daddy's cum still slick in your hole. He chuckles. He spanks your ass again, and you grunt this time. You feel his hairy stomach as he laughs quietly, and then another slap lands, and another. The blows land on one ass cheek, then the other, then placed across both, then one again - the randomness makes you squirm every time, and the mix of pleasure and pain is incredible - your ass grows so damn hot, and you feel your butt cheeks clenching in anticipation of every stroke of his hand. Incredibly, your dick is rock hard, and his presses against your stomach.
"You're still leaking that other man's cum, boy - makes me think you're trying to get me angry." He continues to slap and spank your ass with harder blows, making you writhe on his lap and whimper at the sheer heat your ass feels.
"I think that's just about ready..." the older man says, and then slides you off his lap. You rise, ass burning, and he pushes you at the bed, where you fall against it, ass out in the air, stomach pressed to the blanket. You hear him go into a bedside drawer, and then he takes your wrists. You're surprised when you feel handcuffs click around your wrists, and let out a little yelp.
"Just making sure you don't run off and find some other anonymous bear to fuck your ass," Steve growls. Then you feel him shift down low behind you.
His tongue buries itself in your ass, and the mix of his rough beard and slick tongue is a kind of electric agony and arousal to your spanked ass.
"Oh God!" you gasp. He slurps at your hole, licking and spitting, his beard rubbing your spanked cheeks raw, but his tongue a kind of hot soothing intrusion into your ass. You writhe on him, pushing against his tongue and bucking on the bed. Your hands twist in the cuffs.
"Boy's ass tastes like spunk," Steve says. "You taste like a cheap whore, don't you?"
"Yes!" you gasp, and his tongue dives back into you. His hands are rough on your spanked ass cheeks, and you whimper with every dart of his tongue.
Finally, he pulls away from you, and lifts your thighs, sliding you onto the bed, and rolling you onto your back. The big man crawls onto the bed on his knees after you, and takes your leg in his hand, raising up against his broad hairy shoulder, and then grabbing your other ankle with his free hand. He leans forward, pulling your back off the bed just slightly, and aims his dick at your spanked and eaten ass.
"And now the stuffing. No need to be gentle since you already got started with the bear in the bathroom, eh?" The burly bear grunts, and pushes his dick into you, hard. "Rough bear sausage."
You yell at the feel of his thick pierced meat forcing its way into your hole. He grunts, and leans over you, pressing hard into your ass and spreading your legs wider and higher. Your abused ass clenches in spasms around his meat, and you can feel the piercing rub inside you - it's intense, and painful, and incredible, and hot - you gasp and thrash your head.
"Fuck yeah," Steve growls. "Your boy cunt is nice and fucking tight..."
He fucks you hard, without giving you a chance to catch up, and soon his thrusts are bouncing you on the bed. His dick strikes inside you in ways you've never felt before, the piercing rubbing you and sending off sparks up and down your nervous system. You're soon moaning and grunting, body slick with sweat, and the sheer heat of his rough cock battering inside your abused hole sends you over the edge - your cock erupts against the bear's hairy stomach, spraying spunk across your chests. A moment later, Steve grinds down hard into you and you feel his dick release hot spunk deep in your ass. It's a rush of relief in your abused ass. He thrusts twice more, then pulls out of your hole, lying beside you on the bed, breathing heavy.
"Holy shit," you gasp, shaking. Your shoulders are aching, your hands nearly numb behind your back.
He chuckles. "Wait until you see dessert."
You roll your head to look at him, eyes wide.
He holds up one hand, fingers and thumb tight in a fist. "Freshly fucked boy ass filled with bear fist, pounded until the glaze of boy tears appears."
You swallow. Definitely a birthday you're not going to forget.
(The End - please send feedback to barratboy@yahoo.ca)
