Keeping Warm in Winter: with Peter Summers
Keeping Warm in Winter: with Peter Summers
Peter wasn't sure what the bearcat had in mind when he received an invitation from Harold for "super fun times". It had been a quite a few weeks since he had last seen the arguably beefier mammal, but the bull didn't seem to mind. Oddly enough though, Harold had asked to bring some swimwear. He knew Harold loved the cold weather that seemed to follow him wherever he went, yet Peter was intrigued in what was in store for him. He thought of a hit spa or a jacuzzi, but knowing the bearcat, Harold probably had something much kinkier in mind.
After nearly a half hour of driving, Peter made it to Harold's place.
"Hey good morning Peter!" Yelled out the bearcat, "So glad you could make it!"
"Heh, do you think I would miss out on this? So what magic trick do you have up your sleeve today?"
"Sleeve?" Questioned the bearcat. He lifted his arms up and with a quick flex he shredded the sleeves of his sweater off, leaving behind tattered strands of cloth hanging on his wrists, "I have no idea what you are talking about..."
"God damn I forgot how hot you are..." muttered the bull under his breath.
"So shall we get this party started then?"
"Lead the way!"
Harold gestured for the bull to follow and lead him to the backyard. There was a small pool for two built into the ground, but it was covered up with a tarp. "It's a shame that I don't use this more often during the winter, but if I leave it filled the water could freeze and crack the foundation..."
"Then just remember to drain it when you're done!" mocked the bull. However it became apparent, the bearcat had something more pressing resting on his mind.
Peter wasn't sure where the bearcat was going with this. The cold chilly air was already starting to ruffle his skin, but Harold was right at it and handed the bull a cup of hot chocolate. The bull took a sip of the flavored milk and immediately felt the warmth soothe his chest and stomach. He could feel the lingering warmth spread throughout his body. It felt a bit odd as Peter had barely a sip.
"Anyway, I was thinking of filling it up with something... a bit more fun, but I'm going to need some help."
"Oh this again?" cried out the bull, "Gosh Harold I don't know. The last time I tried that those supplements it took me nearly a week to shrink enough to put pants on!" He took in another sip. "You're not getting me this time! As fun as it was..."
Peter paused a bit as he clearly noticed Harold's eyes drifting away from his own. The bull pursed his lips together and examined the cup of hot chocolate. When his eyes returned up towards the bearcat, there was a sly grin growing across his face. Without saying anything, Harold simply picked up the other cup of hot chocolate and downed the entire drink in one setting. He bit his lips as he did so as the drink was quite hot. There was visible steam rising from the leftover drink that had splashed onto his white mustache, but it was quickly removed with the slurp of a tongue.
"You know..." began the bull, but before he could finish his statement, Peter cried out in anguish as he felt his pants suddenly tightening up.
"I may have increased the dosage to increase fun..." whispered Harold. The darker furred bearcat jumped onto Peter's pants and immediately started toying with the growing bulge. "We're going to be so huge..."
"Fffuuccckkk!!!" moaned Peter as he struggled to maintain his weight. The sudden addition of more than a few pounds started to make his head spin. The bull was really regretting wearing his nice pair of pants today. He tried to fumble the buttons of his pants off, but the excited bearcat did all he can to distract the bull.
"Aww come on now Peter! It's much more fun just to let it..."
"SSSHRRRRRIIIIIIPPPP"
Peter gasped as he felt a sudden release in pressure in his groin. Before he could do anything, the playful bearcat was already onto the nearly exposed hunk of bull meat. The fabric of those boxers were already at their limit. The bull rubbed his head as he tried to concentrate and get a grasp on the situation. Suddenly, Peter caught the shiny glint of something black. Harold was holding one finger up, claw exposed, in front of his smiling face. He lightly tip toed his fingers up and over Peters impressive bulge and with surgical precision, made a small tear in the bulls boxers.
"SSHHHHHRRRRRIIIIPPPP!!!"
Immediately, a heavy bull cock poured out from Peters groin quickly followed by two impressive balls. There was a light steam arising from the heated flesh as the bulls junk became exposed to the cold winter night air. Peter mooed from a combination of the pressure being relieved and the tingling cold sensation. It was arousing.
"You know... you could have given me a minute to get my clothes off..."
"Heh, sorry." replied Harold as he stood back up and started rubbing his own swelling bulge. The cheeky bearcat licked his lips as he watched his own package grow beneath his clothing. He took in a deep breath and released a low growl. Harold started rubbing his belly. As the bulge started pushing more and more outwards a thick vein became visible. It was apparent that there was a surge of blood flowing to his loins and then in an instant, a hefty cock burst from Harold's pants.
"That's more like it!"
"God damn, I almost forgot how good this feels..."
Harold got to work on stroking his cock. The bearcat's meat was thick as the dosages primary effect was increased mass to the genitals. He still wasn't quite aroused enough, but soon enough it started to harden. Afterall having so much to play with was more than arousing. He watched it grow between his fingers and as he looked up he watched Peter starting to do the same thing. The bull's foreskin seemed to be growing faster than the rest of his cock. Harold gestured towards Peter and they brought their cocks closer together.
"So... who do you think will be bigger?" asked Harold as he lined up their cocks against their stomachs.
"Heh... well I'm winning so far, but it looks like you're winning in another area." replied Peter as he eyed the bearcat's enormous sack that now hung past his knees.
It was a silly contest, but the sight of two thick cocks surging upwards from their loins was all the two needed to get their manhood fully hard. Harold stroked himself again and admired how his length now stretched nearly two feet. Peter did the same and watched his prick suddenly surge an additional foot in length and a couple of inches in girth. A new vein practically scrawled itself across the bull's cock.
"Fuck!" gasped Peter as he let his length slip out of his hands. "I'm already leaking like a faucet!"
"Then come on now, let's get comfortable!" exclaimed Harold as he quickly got himself undressed and took a seat in the empty pool. "Damn the air is cold! Better finish up these drinks!"
The bull rolled his eyes, but decided to join Harold anyway. It was a bit difficult at first to get his tattered pants off, but then he figured he might as well tear them off as they were already ruined. When finally took his seat, Harold handed him the rest of his drink and he downed in one gulp. The bearcat shrugged and followed suit. They both gave satisfying sighs and waited a bit for their next growth spurt.
Harold's genitals rumbled first. The bearcat's balls expanded once more to the size of beach balls and served as the perfect radiator. He fondled over them and felt them rumble with productivity. Meanwhile Peter was working over his growing cock. Once it reached close enough to his face, he quickly got to work on sucking himself off. The bull mooed gently as he absorbed the sensations. Already he was beginning to leak enough to cover his entire body in his pre.
On the other hand, Harold's cock was not nearly as long, but as he jacked himself off, it did not take long for him to unleash his first orgasm. Peter was caught off guard as the bearcat unloaded his load onto the bull's face. The sudden spurt of warmth triggered the bull's own orgasm and in an instant, cum was being pumped into Peter's stomach. He had to let go of his cock and let a few ropes of cum fly freely into the air.
The pair were laughing incessantly as they started taking turns unloading their loads. Looking to speed things up, Harold poured himself another cup of the tainted hot chocolate and down it all in one go. He then offered a cup to Peter, who finished his drink as well. There was another rumble. The bearcat felt his cock thicken between his fingers and soon enough he couldn't enclose his hands around it. Then suddenly, Harold felt his cock surge upwards in a manner of seconds. Black flesh grew from his groin and nearly doubled in length before again surging to triple in total length. His own meat was now the size of his own body and it rested gently against his round pecs. Below, his beach balls expanded again to allow for Harold to rest his feet comfortably on them.
Peter on the other hand felt his cock thicken rapidly along with his testicles. He could practically bury his face in his own member's head. With that thought in mind, the bull quickly pushed his mouth onto it to pleasure himself in every way possible. His own body reward him with a generous burst of cum straight into the face. With their body pillow sized cocks, the pair got to work on using their arms and legs to jack themselves off. They pushed themselves closer together to feed off of each other's heat and arousal.
"Let's fill this up shall we?"
The feeling of giant cocks rubbing against each other was incredible. Harold and Peter were in perfect sync as they alternated back and forth. The bearcat even reached around his own cock and started feeling up one of Peter's thick veins. The bull on the other hand was struggling to reach for one of Harold's sensitive nips and pitched it with glee. With a combined cry the pair unleashed their loads.
Twin geysers of cum erupted from the tops of their massive cocks. Steamy gallons of white fluid rained into the air and came clashing down onto the ground around them. The sensation of thick spunk being pumped up their lengths was exhilarating. Each and every breath brought with it another thick rope that was ejected into the air where it coiled before splashing onto the ground. Very little of the overall cum actually landed in the pool they were hoping to fill, but there was plenty to go around.
By the end of it, Harold and Peter were sitting a nice warm pool of cum with their junk poking proudly out of it. Harold's cock rested gently over his shoulder while Peter's limped forward. The whole ordeal must have lasted for several minutes and the very air was a lovely temperate climate, excluding the intense smell of cum. They were both out of breath, but very satisfied. The bearcat slowly dragged himself over towards the bull and wrapped his arm around him.
"So... would it be alright if this was a regular thing?" asked Harold.
"I'm fine, but I think you need to get a bigger pool... and maybe more friends..." replied the bull before giving him a warm kiss.