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Polar watched over the team in the locker room with a strange nostalgia, it wasn't the minor details but the collective. They had been his family, his home away from home, his support and his reason to improve going on four years now. He knew them all by name, he knew most of their families by name, their girlfriends and in one case boyfriend, what most were good and bad in in school, who was good on what position and what would affect their game...

"Senior year." A voice noted behind him, a large hoof plopping on the grey bear's shoulder, dragging him from his day dreams. "Been a long time huh buddy?" Kevin, a large bull and fellow defenseman stated.

"You said it." Polar stated simply, returning to his thoughts. The team had not lost a single game that season for a few reasons. One, they had a fantastic offensive line full of swift runners with a know-how for the game. Two, their couches insane regiment that had them pushed to their limits to the extent that the games were easier than the practices every single time. Games were times to get their bodies relaxed for the next days practice.

"Good game Polar." Another voice snapped him from his thoughts, but strangely flowed along with them. Polar looked back to find Chris' grin staring back at him. Chris was the third reason. The Grizzly was not as big as Polar himself, but he was determined. One of the few underclassmen on the team, he had been Polar's substitute in games they knew they were going to win at the beginning of the season, but he wound up being a regular sub.

Polar grinned back, "You too." Polar wasn't much for words, he wasn't stupid, just not in the habit of speaking unnecessarily (at least that's how he would put it) Polar the Polar bear was a big guy, standing 6'4 and weighing well over 300 lbs he was a tank of a bear. His muscle was strong and when flexed, defined, but normally it his behind a healthy coat and a bit of fat, his belly the worst offender according to the coach, but Polar liked his belly.

Chris was only six feet tall but he was still growing and put on over fifty pounds of muscle from the start of the season. He was a determined little dude that was for sure, but seeing as he came in that freshman year a wad of cookie dough some muscle was easy to begin growing and by that time he liked working out and got in a habit. His brown eyes and fur walked away from Polar in the same way they always did. Tauntingly.

A familiar drive entered Polar and he felt himself growl a bit under his breath with lust. He was so perfect. He was smart and kind and funny and big. He helped everyone out when he could, he got his parents to help as much as they could with carpooling. He never fought with anyone, never had drama of any sort, tutored two of the seniors including Kevin so they could pass classes and keep playing...what wasn't to like?

Kevin's hoof hit his massive shoulder again and this time it got Kevin a little glare for distracting his lustful eyes, "Yes?"

"You gunna tap that?" Kevin teased, thrusting his hips behind his towel and making a face. Another glare made the torment stop, "Ok ok but you know what I mean right? That was out last game dude, and you have no classes with him. When's your next shot?" Kevin of course knew everything on Polars mind. Polar and Kevin went back a while.

"Shut up...im just waiting for a moment that's all." Polar said simply, stripping out of his own clothes, "Besides what would I say casually? 'hey Chris I like your ass lets get it on?'"

Kevin grinned, "Point taken, but still, at least attempt to make a moment you know? What do you have to lose?"

"My dignity." Polar let the word roll off his tongue, cursing it a bit because it always seemed his pride or image got in the way.

"Love makes you do crazy things." Kevin said simply, nudging his old friend but not holding back one last torment. "Im gunna go shower, because I can do it without sporting a hard on!" He declared before taking off to avoid any ursine wrath.

"Oh he's gunna get it..." Polar growled a bit under his breath, starting to take just a bit too long putting his things away and getting his towel.

Polar used the towel and one long digit to dry the last few crevices inside his drippy ears. He always felt great after a shower, he preferred them scalding so he could feel the warmth behind his temperature controlling fur, but he still felt refreshed. He watched as Matt, a Doberman, walked out of the lockers; headphones already deafening him to Polar.

He was the last one as usual, and as usual, he couldn't stop thinking about Chris in here. He was so great, so perfect and a good mix of sexy in the body and adorable in mannerisms. He was still smaller than Polar but definitely not a light weight, his brown fur was always fluffy and his little stubby tail shock his whole ass when he was happy.

He felt his manhood drop a bit from its sheath, but it didn't matter as much now that he was alone. Everyone had to be headed towards Alton's for a victory feast, their buffet wasn't the best but it had the most variety and the owner gave them discounts seeing as Mr. Alton was a linemen back in the day. Polar craved that feast, he was starved and wanted those damned pancakes, some fries and cheeseburger soup. Mr. Alton got creative with his Friday Night Lights Feasts and included everything on the menu.

Polar licked his chops and dropped his towel, headed towards his locker. He dialed in the combination and felt the lock click up, but then he stopped before it opened. This would be his last time opening it. The last time it had a purpose. The last time he would be here, leaveing a game nice and showered headed towards Altons with his friends. This was it.

He locked it again and with a deep breath and unwavering eyes he dialed in the numbers again. 23-16-31. *click*

He sighed and opened it up, it was bittersweet. The next time this would happen he would be in college on a scholarship opening the blue and white lockers of the Daston Deadly Dragon with different people to his back. The next time it happened he would be out of the showers fast because Chris wouldn't be there...maybe he would find another, Chris had to just be a temporary thing right? No big deal?

"You ok?"

Polar flinched at the voice, he had been so lost in thought that he hadent noticed Chris had been standing there and-

CHRIS!

He grabbed his towel again and covered himself with a massive blush he was glad no one could see "Hi." He said smooth as sandpaper.

Chris laughed a little, already dressed, bags in hand, "Hi to you too big guy. You ok?"

Polar couldn't think straight. How was he gunna...why was Chris just standing...when did he even...

'No. dammit say something'

"Im fine." He choked out, trying to re-gain composure. This wasn't temporary. This was a big deal. College recruiters didn't shake him in a week as much as Chris did in a moment. "Why...why aren't you at Altons?"

Chris was still smiling. He always smiled. "My mom didn't tell me she wasn't picking me up until everyone else had left. Mind giving me a ride?" he asked shyly.

Mother fucker. The first time Polar had been in the same car as Chris they were packed side by side in the back with no room. Polar recalled it all too clearly because his cock was so pressed against his jeans it actually popped the button. He wasn't one to lie about size and say he was MASSIVE, but he was a solid nine inches and thick, with apparently more than enough blood in it to break seams...

"Uhh...yeah sure." He managed, finally sounding like himself again.

Chris beamed, "Great!" and like anyone who would casually talk to a team mate sat down on the bench right next to Polar's stuff. He pulled out his phone sure, and looked away so it wasn't weird but somehow Polar got redder in the face. "Thanks dude."

Cursing in his head Polar thought about everything he had to do in order to not think about anyone he WANTED to do.

'jockstrap...' he started, reaching in for the elastic band, 'no, no, deodorant first...' he corrected himself and sprayed the aerosol around himself. They never seemed to last long on him but they were better than nothing. 'now jockstrap'

He looked down at his rock hard member and back to the large jockstrap. It was big but it wasn't gunna manage THIS comfortably. He rolled his eyes, casting Chris a look. The grizzle was still texting away innocently. 'if only you knew...'

Ok shirts had to be first apparently, he slipped on a graphic tee and threw on his sports jacket. Cursing whoever was still un-cursed when he saw the little wet dot at the bottom of his shirt, and the slowly shrinking culprit.

'make a moment' popped into his head and before he knew it he laughed at how ridiculous the idea was at the moment. He was loud enough to get Chris to look over.

"What?" Polar and Chris just stared awkwardly at each other, nine inches of polar bear cock rising up once more through the air between them.

Polar was pretty sure he died. His heart would just explode in his chest. He would die from embarrassment. He would just drop to the floor. It had to happen; he had never felt so many raw nerves just exploding inside himself at once. He couldn't even form words.

Chris just stared up at him, then back down and back up, a strange look in his eyes Polar couldn't place due to his brain melting inside his skull. He was numb to everything.

'This is the part where Chris leaves and never comes back' Polar thought to himself. This is the part where I fuck up everything I don't want to fuck up. He was going to be heartbroken and alone without his grizzly bear there anymore. Kevin was right, they wouldn't see each other very much and now Chris was going to do everything he could never to be seen again.

"Stop playing with your prick and get dressed dude, your slow as hell." Chris rolled his eyes. And went back to texting. Polar just stood there in aftershock, but got the message and pulled on the jockstrap, squeezing what he could comfortably inside and putting on his pants. He wanted to get the heck out of there now, thankful Chris was level headed. Polar could think of quite a few guys on the team that sang songs whenever they saw a boner...

Altons wasn't that far away, but every car in town was headed somewhere after a big game like that one so they were going to hit every red light and get caught behind every slow driver. They tossed their bags in the back seat of Polars pick-up and got in. Polar hadn't said much since the locker room.

"You sure your ok Polar?" Chris asked, "your acting a little off you know?" Always so caring and sincere.

'yes, you're the problem, I've wanted you ever since the day you benched 150 and gave me that victorious grin, sweat dripping down your fur and you heaving in excitement. That was when your smell hit me like a ton of bricks and my bear-hood stood just as hard. You are perfect and stunning and I've felt like this towards anyone.'

"Yeah I'm fine."

"You don't seem fine to me. Is this about the locker rooms? Cause if its lady problems..."

"No." Polar shot, shaking his head fast and starting his truck, "No it is not lady troubles."

"Well what is it? I want to help."

'Why do you have to be so damned cute?'

"Its ok I promise Chris. I'm just feeling old I guess." Polar contradicted himself.

"Old?" Chris asked genuinely confused. He wasn't sure what he was expecting but it wasn't that. "Why do you feel old big guy? You're in your prime! Highschool polar bear getting a scholarship and you feel old?"

"Yes...highschools gunna be all over before I know it and I won't see any of the team again." He groaned, pulling away from the parking spot and into the street. "At least not so casually or not in competition."

"Oh..." Chris said simply, thought there was concern in his voice. "I'm sorry you feel that way."

'just say it. Its probably your last chance just say it! You're a cowards he's right there just say it! Say you'll miss him, say something! Make a moment! Do it! What would Kevin do! Say something! Anything, you'll never get a chance like this again and all you have to do is talk! Don't even look at him just talk! Just say SOMETHING!'

"Polar..."

That was it. Something about how he kept caring. Something about how he was so perfect. SOMETHING made everything click. Without even looking around Polar swerved over to the right lane, getting some very angry beeps.

"POLAR! What are you doing! Are you nuts?!" Chris burst, looking panicked. Polar unbuckled his seatbelt, leaned over and took Chris' face in his own paws for a kiss. Polar was no beginner when it came to kisses, but that did nothing to quell the armada of butterflies in his stomach. His lips pressed firmly but not aggressively, his tongue stayed back as to not go too far, his eyes were closed so he wouldn't have to see Chris panic before he slapped Polar and left.

But nothing happened. For a moment Polar wondered if time had just slowed, but everything seemed to be moving on pace. The heartbeat in his chest couldn't have possibly been slowed or it really would explode!

It was amazing. He could smell Chris' scent, feel his fur, taste his lips which were characteristically sweet...he was so perfect, even the aspects he had no control of. Reluctantly Polar pulled his lips away for just a moment and released a long held, hot breath. He dared to open his eyes, and what he saw surprised him. Chris' eyes were still closed, his lips waiting patiently his mouth just a little open.

After a moment his eyes too fluttered open and looked into Polars "umm..." he started, his face shy and small.

Polar couldn't believe it he just stared back instead of going in for another kiss. "You like me too?" he asked in a little voice. All he got was a small nod. That's all Polar needed.

"So where are Chris and Polar?" Jeremy asked Kevin at Altons, all their plates filled to over pour even though it was an unlimited buffet. "I noticed a distinct lack of bear in the room."

"Chris texted me and said he was getting a ride from Polar, and you know Polar, the guy can take a year to bathe." Rick noted.

Kevin smiled none the less. It would be nice if they would show up, but it would be better if Polar took his advice for once, he was rooting for him.

The two bears pulled up to Altons and immediately began fixing themselves up. Polar straightened out his crumpled shirt and re-buttoned his pants. Chris re-did the buttons on his shirt and put his belt back on. They had made out on the side of the road for ten minutes straight before realizing they had places to be. They got a little...into in. Polar was leaking like a fire hose and Chris wasn't far behind. Thankfully they both had spare pants in their bags and had changed on the side of the road giving any passers bye a quick show if they were looking.

It had been glorious, well worth the wait in that way that was bittersweet; like, 'by god if only I had done this sooner!' . Chris confessed to feeling the same way since the very beginning, and after that there really wasn't much else their mouth did beside wrestle.

Back at Altons Chris said "That was wonderful...thanks for my first kiss."

Polar gave him a look of shock, "First? No way a big ol' Grizzly like you?"

Chris nodded, "I don't want to talk about it, but yeah, thanks." He was beaming, even more so than usual. The two didn't break eye contact until they were outside the car. "so what do we tell them?" Chris asked.

"Nothing, we were late." Polar noted.

"I meant about us..." Chris said simply.

Polar blushed, for some reason never really thinking HOW he would tell people he was with Chris. He knew it would all be fine but he didn't know how to word it. "We don't have to tell them yet." Chris said with a smile, "It's ok I was just curious."

Polar looked down at...he smiled before he could finish the thought in his head. His mate. HIS Chris. The grizzly bear was his and he was grizzly's. "You hungry baby?" he asked, putting a massive arm around the smaller Ursine and getting a small laugh.

"Starving papa bear."

The big end of the year banquet was like every other one had been, big, loud, fun, boisterous and memorable. But this year it was also solemn for a lot of them, a lot of the seniors looked calmer, because this was the end of the line here. It wasn't the last game in an awesome season, it was the last game in a long standing career at their soon to be alma mater.

But Even through all that Polar couldn't stop staring. Chris was just the apple of his eye that night, the center of his attention, his reason for being so happy. The brown bear was just acting normal, and Polar was thankful of that because he was 90% sure he was staring like a goon, he hadent even touched his food when the couch came over to congratulate him and shake his hand and thank him for a four year streak of fantastic playing.

"You never once gave up and I hope you continue to succeed wherever it is your headed Polar, I'm proud of you." The Horse gave him a solid hug and went on to the rest of the team, not forgetting to hand out a small stack of certificates.

Kevin immediately swiped the pile of papers, "So what did you get? I got a bunch of Wendy's this year." He said referring to the pile of food coupons, free meals and movie passes the couch saw fit to hand out every year. "I'm taking these ones too Cinco de Mayo, you hate Mexican food."

Polar took the pile back, "Umm no, Chris loves Mexican food."

Kevin burst out laughing, "haha I hate to break it to you but making a moment shouldn't involve you eating food that give you the shits."

Polar stuck out his tongue and put the bull in a head lock, "Fuck you I already made my moment, I was just about to tell you."

"Seriously?" Kevin said from the headlock, "My shit you did teddy, you don't have the grapes!"

"Ask him yourself I dare you." Polar stated as-a-matter-of-fact-ly. He didn't want the whole team to know but Kevin was cool like that.

The bull pulled himself free and pulled his friend into a hug "Congrats man, I seriously hope for the best."

"Thanks, but don't tell too many others ok?"

"Sure, so long as I at least get a movie pass from you." Kevin said with a wicked grin. Polar knew he was joking but played along.

"Asshole." He stated simply, forking over a movie ticket and demanding a smoothie from DQ.

"I don't think its my asshole you want." Kevin continued to tease.

Polar punched him in the gut, making the bull double over a bit "The fuck...im gunna throw up you dick..." he moaned weakly.

"That's for the 'cant walk in the shower' thing." Polar noted, getting an understanding nod form the bull and then a grin. You really couldn't beat best friends.

Chris seemed to have shrunk even though he had eaten so much. "Are you sure your parents aren't home?" he asked again nervously, "I mean, what if they come back?"

"Its fine, I have people over all the time." Polar promised, casting his new mate a smile, "Your so cute when you're nervous."

"I'm serious." Chris said with so little effort put into being annoyed it was pathetic.

"So am i."

The house was empty as per usual. Polar's parents were always out now that he could drive himself places. The two hulking guys made their way through the medium sized home, Polar had them both leave their stuff in the car, and up the stairs to Polars room.

Chris stood awkwardly in the new space. "Relax little guy." Polar instructed with a soothing voice, "Just relax." He repeated, rubbing the grizzly's shoulders.

"Mmmm..." Chris moaned, "Sorry...its just yours is one of the few houses I haven't been too. You didn't need tutoring or anything and always had a car and...well you made it pretty difficult to be around you." Chris chided but with a healthy sense of humor.

"I'm sorry." Polar said softly, leaning over Chris' shoulders and kissing his cheek. Chris turned into it and locked lips. Polar was new to this whole 'boyfriend' thing, but it actually wasn't as weird as he thought it would be. IT was like every other kiss had been wrong and this one just happened. Even if Chris was Chris it was stress free and calm and still passionate. Polars larger tongue pinned Chris' smaller one, not that he was doing much fighting. Chris seemed content being large and still submissive.

Polar could feel his heart beating wildly again in excitement. He closed the door to his room and dropped his hands down to Chris' perfect butt. How long he had wanted to feel them, each cheek in each of his hands. He felt Chris' stub move his bottom and smiled in the kiss.

"What?" Chris asked shyly, his every emotion and feeling just making Polar remember why he loved the guy.

"You're so beautiful." Polar breathed, "And hansom and built and toned." Polar started nibbling Chris' shoulder before he even thought about it. Thankfully Chris responded with little moans and tilted his head back to give his larger mate more room. Polar nibbled and lightly bit Chris' neck and shoulder, after he bit he would lick the spot in affection. "And all mine..." Polar breathed on Chris, and then went back to the kisses.

The two were slowly migrating to the bed, hands groping and mouths flying. They were in no hurry, both had waited a long time for this moment, been patient too long to be rushed now. But everything comes to an end and so did the trip when Chris felt himself fall onto the bed.

Polar looked down with a hunger in his eyes and removed their belts and then his pants. Following suit, Chris and him sat there in just jackets and jockstraps, their bear meat dying to break free. Chris went for his jockstrap and Polar slapped his hand away. "ah ah ah...none of that little bear. First the jacket."

Polar had waited long enough and wanted to remove that strap himself. He watched as Chris obeyed and removed his jacket but nothing else. "Good, now the shirt."

Polar started to do the same standing over his new mate, his eyes, mouth, hands, crotch...his entire being CRAVING a chance to feel Chris in some way, every way. He wanted to touch him, feel his muscles, taste his flavors, smell his scents, hear him moan, see him from everywhere...he craved it...needed it now.

Both now sat there in only bulging jock straps. The larger grey bear stood over the still large grizzly who was sitting on the large bed. Having enough of looking for now Polar moved in and with a gentle, guiding hand pushed Chris back farther so they were both entirely in the beds surface. Polar lay over Chris, their eyes not breaking contact. "And you are my big strong papa bear right? So amazingly perfect and unstoppable."

"Not perfect." Polar corrected, kissing Chris once on the lips, then the cheek, followed by the neck and chest. Slowly he was making his way down.

"Perfect enough for me."

Polar grinned and finally found himself kissing elastic, and in one swift, planned motion he took a bite and ripped the last article of clothing from his mate, watching the large pulsing surprise inside flop out and slap his face. The owner of said cock inhaled deeply in anticipation and anxiety. The good kind that drove his desires.

"Polar..." He moaned a little bit to his larger dom.

"Shh..." Polar instructed, "Just let me...give me a minute."

He was so big! Larger than expected anyway, and not even fully hard yet! The piece of meat extended out from his crotch an two good sized balls dangled down in a solid black furred sac. Polar breathed on it, smelled its musk, and, ever so gently, gave it a little lick.

Chris flinched, but didn't speak. Polar wanted more, he had tasted nothing with such a small teaser. Using a move he had seem in some porno he used his large tongue to wrap around the cock at the base and then moved it up along the whole shaft.

The results were immediate. Chris groaned in the ecstasy of it, a loud yet low groan of pleasure, his hips rising to keep the feeling lasting even milliseconds longer. Polar tasted him, a thick taste of salt and...Chris. There was no other word for it, nothing to compare it too. Like a scent, it was his own, it was Chris he tasted, and maybe it wasn't as good as chocolate it was infinitely more important, infinitely more appealing now.

"Oh god Polar...Oh god...again." Chris managed to breath out.

And he obeyed. Polar took lick after lick of Chris' meat enjoying it every time, savoring the taste of his mate, and eventually the taste of what Polar assumed with his pre. He used his long articulate tongue to get it from every angle, he even gave the hairy sac a few licks and sucks, popping each into his maw carefully and more so enjoying his mates reaction then the sensation itself.

Not that he was complaining. Polar was in heaven, his mind numbed to anything but joy with this turn of events. He had woken up this morning stressed over a game and single and now he had won and was with his dream guy. The day getting better was simply impossible.

"Polar...oh Polar...wait..." Chris moaned. The large bear stopping for a moment to look u at his mate with only a little concern in his eyes. "I want you to feel good too..."

Polar smiled, "You're so sweet, but this...this is good trust me. You have no idea how long I've wanted to do any of this..." he admitted, slipping his tongue over his mate again, eliciting another moan.

"No...Polar, I want you...I want you INSIDE of me." Polar immediately shot up, the grizzly looking both embarrassed and determined. "Please."

The polar bear smiled slowly and nodded, standing up to leave the room "One moment babe."

The larger bear left and returned less than a minute later, his own jockstrap now off, and a large bottle in tote. "I don't want to hurt you big guy."

"I'm your little bear papa bear." Chris stated with a grin and stood up to meet Polar halfway across the room, lips locked again, hands having about nine more inches to grab a piece. Polar was thicker and only a little longer, but it worked in scale. They had cocks proportional to their bodies.

This time at the bed Polar was seated and Chris bent down to give his new large friend a proper greeting. Polar now feel back in deep moans as a large tongue danced over his throbbing member, lapping at the flared head to get at the pre he had accumulated. "You taste so good."

"Not better than you."

The polar bear did not want to wait a minute longer and stood up. He had every intention of telling Chris to get on the bed, but the grizzly's mouth never left Polars cock. It swallowed deeper than Polar did, seemed to work fast, seemed equally as hungry. The polar bear never recalled being called to climax by blow job, but the Grizzly was giving that claim a run for its money and after about a minute of Polar's paw guiding Chris' head he pulled it away and pointed at the bed.

Chris licked his lips and got up on the king sized bed, first just on all fours, then ass raised. Polar leaned in and poked a lightly lubed finger to the small pink target. It wiggled and made the bear beneath it squirm. Polar enjoyed that very much and continued to play with the outside before adding more lube and sinking in deeper. Instead of squirming Chris held his breath, his insides squirming on instinct around the intruder.

"How are yah holding up?"

"Im...im fine." Chris responded, then moaned. Polar laughed a little, he was more than 'fine'

When he finally had his whole pointer finger in that little hole, Polar wiggled it around and watched Chris squirm and heard him groan. Then in went the second digit, and then the third. Soon Polar was pumping three plump fingers into Chris. It must have felt good because Polar had to tell Chris twice not to play with his cock. The meat sat there within reach dripping with anticipation, reeking of musk, itching to be touched. But Polar would have none of that unless it was him.

The polar bear stroked his own meat for a moment, slow slippery strokes that were meant to tease his little subby bear. Then he took the bottle and poured a copious amount of the contents onto his prick and rubbed it all around. "I hope you're ready for me little bear." Polar breathed. This was simply the best moment of his life. He loved this bear, he wanted to be with this bear, he would move heaven and earth for HIS BEAR, and his bear wanted him too.

"I've been ready papa bear." Chris answered. Polar smiled and pushed the head of his ursine cock into his mate.

The feeling was unimaginable, Chris let out a hiss like a press and his inner ass constricted around his cock head. Polar was in heaven, but wasn't completely lost. "You ok there little bear?" he asked with genuine concern, not pressing forth any more.

"Yeah..." he panted, "You're just...really big..."

"Should I stop?" he asked, feeling along Chris' round hips. If he was going to stop he wanted to take it all in.

"NO! do-don't do that! Just...just give me time to adjust...please?" he practically begged his larger mate. Despite his size Polar knew Chris was a submissive one at heart.

With a massive grin Polar pressed further, gently but firmly. His massive cock was slowly and teasingly getting attention little by little. "How you holding up?" he asked both massive paws how firmly holding onto either side of Chris as he pressed on.

"How big are you?" Chris asked, only half sarcastically. "It feels so good...don't stop papa bear..."

"Wasn't planning on it." Polar informed the grizzly, a slight snarl escaping his maw with a random constriction. "Just a bit more..." he assured, losing himself in bliss.

Chris took inch by inch, the massive ursine cock just slipping into him. He took deep breaths, it was hard to keep his eyes open, and even harder not to moan. Finally he felt the belly of a massive Polar bear on his back, a hot breath flooding over his shoulder, "There you go baby..." Polar breathed, licking Chris' shoulder with affection, offering little nibbles. "I'll let you adjust..." he continued, softly biting his mates neck, "then we can have some real fun."

Chris murred, making his ass vibrate around Polars thick cock. "Please let's get to the fun part."

"Already?" The elder bear asked, "You sure bud?"

"Positive...please...I've been waiting a while to ask you to...fuck me..." he admitted, sounding a bit embarrassed, "It seems kinda whorish to say but..."

"No. its not. Your perfect and sweet and mine. You aren't a whore you doofus." Polar teased, gently squeezing both sides of the grizzly, "Ok, here we go. The fun part." He growled primitively.

No matter how much Chris braced himself he doubted he could have held in the moan that escaped his throat as Polar pulled out. It was quick, tight and euphoric; from his spot against the bed he could feel his cock and ass tighten up. Chris was a bear of much pre, so he was sure after THAT he was covered. "Don't stop." He replied instinctively, the larger bear getting the memo and pushing back, slower than the pull but still faster than the first.

The big white bear was in heaven. Chris' little pucker constricted and pulsed around his member better than ANY toy he had ever come across. It was warm, tight, alive...this was what it was like to make love to your lover.

Polar repeated this method for a while, slowly gaining acceleration. Soon Chris was panting and moaning and grunting all at once with each thrust, and soon after that Polar joined in. It was laborious, but his fine leg muscles and great ass kept pistoning into Chris'.

The grizzly ass up on the bed grabbed at the sheets for all he was worth, he had already grabbed a pillow to stifle the noise and it was still loud enough to wake the dead. "You're so big!" he screamed, going back to his grunts, "Faster! Please faster! Im so close..."

"Your wish...is my....oooohhh fuck...." Polar managed, almost completing the cheesy line. He worked even harder, making large and last thrusts. He was going deep, fast and hard, and Chris' ass just bounced along with him. Carefully Polar pulled Chris just a little off the bed.

"Wha-" Chris started, then he yelped as Polar wrapped a firm paw around his rock hard cock. Polar's pace slowed, but in a matter of moments Chris let out a particularly loud moan and scream "YESSSS! FUUUUUCK!"

Had that not been enough indication Chris's inner ass tightened all at once and Polar went weak in the knees with bliss. Honestly, he fell, fell clean out. The large white bear fell on his knees, cock spewing hot bear seed all over the floor, room spinning in euphoria. His neighbors neighbors neighbors could hear the rawr that erupted from him.

The two sat there in near silence, their panting the only noise that mattered aside from a steady drip as Chris leaked his last spurts onto the floor.

"You....you were amazing..." Chris finally said, getting on the floor with his papa bear, pulling him into a massive kiss.

"Not as amazing as you...I didn't fill you up." He breathed, a bit embarrassed.

"There's always next time." Chris said with a wink, looking at the clock, "And the nights still young."

Polar grinned a massive toothy smile, "I love you."

"I love you more."