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"Shit!"

The brown metal restroom door swung shut. Kenny forced himself to stare ahead at the beige tiles. The stream of his piss started to wane. Blood rushing to his cock made it impossible to empty the rest of his bladder.

A bear had just come into the restroom. He wore a plain red tee shirt and some simple black denim that strained to contain his body. The sleeves of his shirt fit to his biceps like a pair of condoms. The bear's pecs were as big as microwaves. They jutted out so far that the rest of his shirt hung there like a curtain.

The bear lumbered up to the urinal beside Kenny's. Kenny kept his head down. Being a pit bull gave Kenny a certain reputation among dog breeds. Kenny hoped it would be enough for the enormous bruin to do his business without ever knowing how Kenny ached for him.

The bear unzipped his fly. Kenny risked a glance. Precum started to drool out of his slit. The bear's dick would have filled both his paws with its thickness. A proud gush of urine streamed into the bowl beside Kenny with a hollow gurgle from the drain.

Kenny pushed fingers down on his groin to pin his rapidly pulsing shaft so he could safely zip up his fly.

"You Logan's boy?"

Kenny froze, so surprised that he forgot to hide what he was doing. The bear stood there, huge paws half in his pockets, waiting. His face was so masculine it looked exaggerated. Kenny was fascinated by his wide muzzle, his heavy chin and plump, suck-able lips. His neck was as thick as Kenny's legs. The bear watched Kenny take him in. Kenny saw his heavy Adam's apple ripple where it lay half buried under all that neck beef.

One massive arm surrounded both of Kenny's shoulders. Kenny felt the heavy thickness of the bear's bicep covering both his shoulder blades at once. They stood together facing the urinals.

"You take after your old man. I'm Judd Beorn. Guess that makes you my new son."

Kenny had been expecting Judd, but not this. Bears were fat, as far as he was concerned. Judd was a whopping exception. Kenny just stared up at him.

"Let's have a seat," Judd suggested. "Already got us a table."

Judd rested his huge paw in the middle of Kenny's back on the way back into the bar. Kenny's shaft was starting to hurt from the arousal.

The bar's interior sat in a perpetual twilight. A mix of blues, country, and classic rock played. Colored lights about the rim of the ceiling made Kenny feel like he was inside a Christmas tree. The walls were paneled wood. Some attempt had been made to stain them during construction, but now the uneven treatment left discolored patches along the boards. Vintage memorabilia decorated the place in haphazard fashion. The bartender was a drowsy black lab who gave Kenny a wary look, as if he expected Kenny to start a fight any moment.

Judd led Kenny to a leather upholstered booth with an eggshell-colored countertop. Some soda commercial from the 1950s grinned down at them in faded cheer where it hung on the wall between the booths.

They sat across from each other. Kenny tried to ignore the way the bear's pecs jutted out over the table. They cast their own shadows.

"Hope you like ribs," Judd said.

"I've never had them," Kenny muttered, eyes looking somewhere, anywhere else but Judd's body.

"Oh! Well, you're in for a treat, then. These guys' ribs sell like crazy at the county fair," Judd said.

"My real dad never mentioned you, you know."

Judd nodded. "Doubt he would have. He made we swear to keep our relationship a secret. To be honest, I was surprised when he asked me to be your godfather."

Kenny's jaw would have struck the countertop if it were longer. "You mean... you and Dad were...fucking LOVERS?" he whispered.

Judd's heavy lips twisted into a smirk. "I've had lots of lovers, son. Including your dad."

Kenny winced. He hoped Judd didn't notice one of his paws adjusting his pants against the erection he was still hiding.

Judd tilted his head slightly to the side. "You got a problem with my fucking your old man, just say so."

The ribs arrived. Judd thanked the short, stacked raccoon server in her green button down top and tan apron. She blushed out a stammering welcome before retreating through the double swing doors into the kitchen.

Judd had no problems summoning an appetite, Kenny saw. The enormous bear could suck a rib dry of meat and snap the bone open for the marrow in thirty seconds. Kenny poked at his own rack with a fork. His other paw stayed under the table, fingertips caressing the needy firm fire his crotch had become.

"What's up?" Judd rumbled, chewing.

Kenny jerked his naughty paw back up to the countertop.

"Nothing."

Judd glanced at Kenny, one thick eyebrow raised. "You're, what, eighteen?"

"Nineteen. My birthday was yesterday. That's why I decided to meet you." Kenny hugged himself and looked away from Judd. "I guess I was lonely."

"Look, Kenny, I'm not here to take over your life. But it's a hell of a thing, losing both your parents. Logan might not have told you about me, but he told me all about you. You sounded exactly like the sort of boy I'd want, if I'd ever had kids of my own. That's why I wanted to meet YOU."

Kenny looked back at Judd in surprise. "Really?"

Judd's smile was as gentle as it was masculine. Shivers ran down Kenny's spine. The huge bear nodded.

"Look me in the eye, son," Judd said. "Tell me you'll be all right, I'll leave you be."

One huge paw slid across the counter to grip Kenny's. The difference in size was comical. Kenny could have used that paw as a pillow.

"But if you need a place to stay - even just for a little while to sort things out - my home is your home."

Judd's eyes were a rich dark brown. Nothing like the periwinkle blue of Kenny's father. Judd's heavy brows cast his eyes in shadow so that they gazed back at Kenny like a pair of caves.

"What's it going to be, kiddo?"

Kenny swallowed. "I think I'd like that."

Leaving the bar, Kenny watched Judd's exaggerated vase-shaped back on their way down the sidewalk. The lats stretched the shirt, making it ride up a little. Kenny could see two pillars of lower back muscle peeking at him from the space between the red shirt and the pants.

Judd drove an enormous pickup, black, with a series of floodlights attached to the roof. It sat on four overlarge tires so it seemed to float off the ground a little. Lightning sizzled in white, lavender, and metallic silver paint down the sides of the body. The licence plate was a custom job - BIGBEAR.

"Dude!" was all Kenny could think of to say.

"You like her?" Judd said, giving the hood a fond slap. "I had her jacked up and painted with the money from my last contest win."

"I knew it!" Kenny barked, wagging with excitement. "I knew you had to be a bodybuilder!"

Judd laughed. It was a big, booming, hearty noise that would fill any room. Kenny's heart fluttered.

"Climb on in, son. Let's go home."

Kenny watched the bar slide out of view, tires crackling softly in the gravel drive. Then they were on Colonial Avenue, and the road was a smooth hum. The sky up ahead bunched with navy blue storm clouds, backlit by a halo of setting sunlight.

"So. You lift, Kenny?"

"Well, I tried to get on the weight lifting team at school last year," Kenny said.

"Didn't make the cut?" Judd guessed.

Kenny hung his head. That huge warm paw was on his back again, rubbing it until Kenny's eyes were closed and he wished he was a cat so he could purr.

"We'll fix that, no problem."

Kenny eyed the massive bear with a half smile. "You want to train me?"

Judd kept his eyes on the road but those heavy lips smirked again. "If you like."

Kenny wanted to taste those lips. They looked so utterly succulent. He watched a strip mall pass by outside.

"Where's home?" Kenny asked.

"Orangewood," Judd said.

"Orangewood! You live way out there?"

Judd smiled. "I like my privacy."

"Is it big?"

"Take a look at me, Kenny. Don't you think I'd need a big house?"

Kenny's cock throbbed again.

"G-guess so." He let the white noise of the road fill up the silence.

"Were you and your dad very close?" Judd asked.

Kenny shrugged.

"Sorry. Must be hard to talk about."

Kenny gave a single soft laugh. "Not as hard as you might think. Dad and I had nothing in common."

"What about your mom?" Judd asked.

"The cancer took her five years ago. They MADE me move in with my dad."

"About the same time we started seeing each other," Judd said, half to himself.

Kenny glanced at him.

"So...you guys...seriously fucked each other?"

Judd gave Kenny a look. "Don't think that's something I should be talking about with you, son."

Kenny rolled his eyes. "I'm not asking for a play-by-play, Judd."

Judd's chuckle filled the cab. "What exactly did you want to know?"

"Why my dad?"

That smirk was back. "I have a thing for pitts."

Kenny's heartbeat shifted into third gear along with the truck. He stuffed a paw into his right pants pocket and rubbed at the side of the angry throb that just would not go down between his legs.

The house rested back away from the road at the end of a long paved driveway. It curved between two orchards of orange trees before a mix of dogwood, oak, and maple took over.

It was dusk by the time they arrived. Fireflies flicked amid the Spanish moss. Kenny swatted a few mosquitoes while Judd unlocked the front door. The air was awash with a clash of sounds - the steady hush of distant traffic, broken by the occasional police siren; the throb of cicadas, crickets, and frogs.

The yard was sparse of grass. It was mostly packed earth. A few big stones poked their heads above the soil like icebergs. Ferns grew around the base of the house.

It was a simple, square house made of stained wood. The walls weren't painted except for an industrial varnish. Time had darkened it almost black. There was an open front porch supported by squat columns. An oversized screen door led into a spacious kitchen that doubled as the foyer where shoes and coats lived.

At least, the kitchen WOULD have been spacious with anyone but Judd moving in it. His bulk made it seem cozy. The floor was a white tile designed to look like river stones. An L-shaped countertop with recessed sink held stacks of supplement jars, a blender, and a banana stand.

"I need to use the bathroom," Kenny announced.

Judd pointed. "Through the den, down the hall to the left."

Kenny found it and locked the door. He tore open his fly. Kenny's fingers worked up and down his gleaming shaft. He lay back against the cold tiles. An image swam into his vision - a huge hulking man ready to smother him into his bed, to crush him beneath his massive strength and grind his huge meaty dick all over Kenny's puny body - Judd. His new father.

Kenny gasped and came into his palm. He shook his head to try and clear away the twisted mental image. He washed off his paws and leaned over the sink, trying to decide what to do.

Judd hadn't exactly been chaste with his behavior. Did that mean the huge bear wanted him? Kenny doubted Judd wanted Kenny as badly as Kenny wanted that bear. Just thinking about him made Kenny firm up all over again.

A soft knock came at the door.

"Everything all right, Kenny?"

"Fine!" Kenny barked.

Kenny took deep breaths. He had to think. He was all alone in a remote house with a towering muscle god who was now legally his father. Kenny had never believed in God. He was starting to believe there was a Devil, though.

When he felt composed enough, Kenny opened the door. And tried to slam it shut again.

Judd had changed into a black muscle shirt and some blue speedos. 'Savage Fitness' crossed his immense chest in red letters that looked more like claw slashes. Now that Judd's arms were bare, Kenny could see just how incredible they were.

Heavy, rounded deltoids curved down from the parapet of Judd's traps. They broke into shredded bulges toward the bottom that seemed to sink into the swell of Judd's biceps and triceps. The bulk of the bear's arms were perfectly formed. Huge round cannonballs of meat jutted from under Judd's soft brown pelt, their swells and cuts catching the back light from the den, looking like a pair of crescent moons. Across those towering bicep peaks, a delta of veins stood out thick enough to cast their own shadows. More cuts separated the outer bicep curve from the start of the triceps. Kenny didn't even have a name for those. Judd's forearms looked like they could bend steel bars. A tributary of the bicep veins snaked down along them, too. Kenny was fascinated by the proportional balance of the rippling forearm to the heavy bones of Judd's wrist and fingers.

Judd put out a paw to stop the door from closing. Judd was smiling at him. Kenny bit his lip hard enough to cause pain.

"So what do you think?" Judd murred.

Kenny's cock was a ravenous lamprey attached to his waist. He was so hard it felt numb.

"Can I feel it?" he managed to ask.

Judd didn't say a word. He just flexed one arm down low for Kenny. Kenny felt faint. He didn't think those arms could get any bigger. The bulging bicep was the size of a pumpkin. It could have filled a shopping cart.

Kenny's heart hammered as he inched his fingers out and then smeared them across the living stone. He could feel the veins softly twitch under his finger pads.

"Fuck," he whispered.

"I know, right?" Judd murmured back. He gave the arm a slow pump.

Precum soaked Kenny's underwear like a wet dream.

"Judd..." he quavered. "You're the most amazing guy I've ever met."

Judd reached out with his arms. Kenny melted into them. They closed around him, shutting out the world. There was only muscle, rock hard and protective, sheathed in thick soft warm brown fur. Kenny could smell Judd's faint scent, mixed with just the tiniest hint of sweat. Kenny rested his cheek against the hot, softly twitching pecs. He couldn't even touch his own fingers, Judd's waist was so wide.

"Judd," he whispered, at a lost for words.

Kenny felt the huge bear shudder. Then those beautiful massive arms crushed him back. Fingers smeared themselves against his head fur.

"Kenny," Judd whispered back.

Kenny writhed. "I want you," he moaned.

"I know."

Judd rocked him gently back and forth within his embrace. Kenny smeared his paws up over the football-sized heads of Judd's deltoids. He pushed his muzzle into the thickest part of Judd's neck, just above his collar bones.

Judd relaxed his hold. They stood holding each other's arms, forehead to forehead.

"It's a shame I never met you before," Judd said.

"Why, so you could fuck both of us?" Kenny smirked.

Judd chuckled with a grin. He nuzzled Kenny's cheek. "Because you've had it harder than most guys. No mother. Raised by a guy you couldn't respect."

"How the fuck do you know whether I respected Dad or not?" Kenny protested, pulling back a bit.

"Kenny," Judd said, "I knew Logan better than you ever did. I told you, he told me all about you. I could tell from how frustrated he was, you weren't exactly the model son."

"He wasn't exactly the model father, either," Kenny protested.

"Which is why you acted up so much as a pup. You needed a man in your life. Instead you got Logan. I've never met a meeker, more soft-spoken pit bull in my life. It's no wonder you never looked up to him. Who could?"

Kenny turned away. Judd's chest touched the back of his head.

"Has there ever been any REAL man in your life, Kenny? Someone to show you how to be a man?"

Kenny looked down a bit. "Why do you care?"

"Cause I like you, boy. I liked what I heard from Logan, and I liked what I saw when you first walked in the bar. When Logan died, I knew I had to at least meet you. I couldn't just turn my back. I wouldn't have been able to live with myself, knowing you might be out there - angry, lost, and who knows what else."

Kenny turned around, eyes narrowed. "I don't want your pity."

"Who said anything about pity? Admiration's more like it. You had to teach yourself to be a man, and look how butch you are."

A ghost of a smile rose. "You really think so?" Kenny asked.

Judd wrapped both huge paws around Kenny's waist. Their crotches touched through their pants. Kenny stifled a gasp.

"J-Judd!"

"Call me what you really want to call me, son."

Kenny put his paws over Judd's. "D...dad."

Judd bent closer. The bear's exhaled breaths tickled Kenny's muzzle. They smelled heavy and moist, faintly of beef. His lower lip looked slightly too thick compared to the upper one. It formed a faint crease below itself in the skin of Judd's chin.

"I'm the father you deserve."

Kenny's cock wormed its way up over the lip of his pants. He shook his head at the situation. Judd's thick brows rose when a fit of giggles came over Kenny.

"You ticklish or something?" Judd asked.

"I was just thinking - like father, like son," Kenny said.

Judd burst into a huge thunderous laugh. It ended in a playful growl as he hoisted Kenny into his arms. "Always did like my boys on the younger side," he murred.

Kenny couldn't stop shaking, whimpering in anticipation while Judd stomped down the hall to his bedroom.

"Did my dad ever want you this bad?" Kenny asked.

Judd's masculine face blossomed into the most amazing smile. "Call him Logan. I'M your father, now. And nobody's ever wanted me like you, son."

Kenny finally kissed him. At first just lips. Then things got wetter. Judd hugged him closer. They both started to moan into the kiss while their lips smeared, sucked, smacked together. Father and son, Frenching like lovers.

"This is still wrong, y'now" Judd murmured.

"I know," Kenny said. "And who the fuck cares? I say fuck the world. Fuck 'em all. They don't have a dad like I do."

Judd slowly grinned. "You got that right, kiddo."

Judd hugged them crotch to crotch while they made out in the bedroom doorway. Kenny could barely contain his cum at the feeling of a grown man's shaft throbbing against his body. And WHAT a shaft! It felt as thick as a can of Red Bull and about twice as long.

Judd set Kenny back down. "Are you sure about this?"

Kenny pushed a paw up between his legs to rub Judd's hidden meat. Judd gasped, eyes closed.

"You wanted to show me what a real man is like, remember?" Kenny murred.

Judd grabbed the back of Kenny's shirt collar in his fist. He half dragged Kenny to the foot of the bed. Kenny extended his arms and backed out of his shirt. Judd helped Kenny out of his pants. That simple act made Judd's permanent horseshoe triceps dance.

Kenny returned the favor, unzipping his father's fly. Judd's erection sprouted up against his white briefs.

"...oh. My. God."

Judd couldn't suppress a chuckle. "Well what'd you think? That I was small down there?"

Kenny lowered his ears, blushing. "I've never seen another guy naked before."

Judd ruffled Kenny's floppy ears. "You'll see plenty of it from now on. Assuming you stay."

"Sh...show me," Kenny whined.

"Didn't Logan ever teach you manners, boy? Ask your father nicely."

"P..please, Dad, m..may I see your cock?"

Judd smiled in satisfaction and gestured for Kenny to go ahead. Biting his lip, Kenny reached out and cupped a paw up under the hidden ballsac.

"Mmmm..." he squirmed. "It's so heavy!"

Judd was really getting into it. He reached up, across his megalithic body, and caressed his palm around one of his own bare pectorals.

"It's got all kinds of sticky, slimy goodness inside for you, son."

Kenny watched how Judd's big paw seemed to slightly depress his chest muscle so that the soft gleam of the bedroom lamp on his flesh moved about, making those muscles look even thicker. Transfixed, Kenny followed the movements of the big paw down into the pectoral crevice, then lower, along the heavy, thick abdominals that Judd proudly tensed up into such sharp relief that Kenny reached out in disbelief.

"Go ahead, son. Touch them."

Kenny trailed a wondering fingertip up the right hand groove that formed the abs' outer sweep, separating it from the rest of Judd's core. He planted both paws flat to the lowest set of Judd's six pack and started to gnead back and forth.

"Mmmmm....you're making me hard, son."

Kenny's breath hissed through his teeth. He lunged forward to kiss the abdominals feverishly, whining like a puppy. Judd watched him from above his huge pecs, smirking face dramatically lit from below by the bedroom lamp.

"Yeah. You're as much of a fan of this body as Logan ever was, aren't you, boy."

Kenny gave a wordless cry that was half a bark, half a scream. They kissed again, hard and rough. Kenny reveled in the taboo of it. This immense, towering paragon was his. Legally his. It wasn't marriage, but it was a bond, and if Kenny decided he wanted to stay with Judd, well, that was their business.

Kenny pulled back. With a playful growl he gave that slightly jutting lower lip a long, hard suck that left Judd shuddering when it snapped free. Judd yanked his briefs down, waving his mighty pink veined shaft enticingly. The brilliant pink was a sharp contrast to the heavy brown of his fur.

Judd leaned his head to the side, nice and lazy, half-lidded eyes taking in Kenny's boner. Kenny crawled bodily up on top of Judd, who chuckled deep and heavy and welcomed him with a lewd grinding smear of their dicks that left Kenny's tongue dangling in bliss.

"Oh yeah," Judd rumbled. "You've got a nice big cock, boy."

Kenny giggled. Judd gripped his muzzle in a fist to get his attention.

"Well don't just lie there, son," Judd murred. He jiggled his immense pecs back and forth. "Show Daddy you love him."

Kenny's muzzle became a twisted grin. He pushed into his father's beautiful bare chest with his face. It was warmer than he'd imagined. So incredibly vast. Judd's nipples no longer pointed outward like a normal man. The sheer volume of his pecs pushed them downward toward the floor.

"Mmmff...mmmmmfff!" Kenny muffled his cries while the huge pecs gently swayed, rocking him.

"Oh yeah," Judd breathed. His big paw was maddening as it stroked and petted Kenny.

"Mmmmm...that's my boy."

Kenny opened his mouth. He gave the inner curve of the left pectoral a slow hard lick. Judd and Kenny both groaned together.

"Father," Kenny whispered.

Judd sped up their wild frotting. Kenny wasn't sure if it was because he was that horny or because he wanted to get involved before his nerve broke.

The bed creaked and tilted crazily downward, a ship navigating a rolling sea. Then Judd was over him on all fours. Pre burst from Kenny's cock. Judd's body filled Kenny's entire field of view. A sky of muscle.

"So I'm the sort of man you've always wanted?" Judd murmured.

Kenny shuddered. The bear's breath tickled his muzzle and ears. Kenny gripped unyielding enormous traps.

"Yes," he chanted in a whisper. "Yes, yes yes! Oh god fuck yes!"

Judd lowered his waist against Kenny. Naked flesh touched. Kenny felt his father's heavy soft furry balls smother against the base of his cock. He started to hump it with wild abandon.

"Daddy! Daddy..daddy...daddydaddydaddy.." he panted like a mantra in time to his motions.

A cool nose pushed to the nape of his neck. A thick snout and even a hint of huge fangs.

"Mmmmm....son." Judd murr-growled in Kenny's ear.

Kenny yowled and clamped down on his cock muscles to try and contain his orgasm a few more precious seconds. "Lie on me, daddy! Smother me!"

The huge bear growled and Kenny's world became the crushing weight of muscle and fur. His atmosphere was bear musk and sweat that got into his mouth so he tasted it on his tongue.

Judd rocked the bed with his passion. Kenny could only cling to him and cry out again and again until his voice was a donut of pain inside his throat. It was an orgasm he felt with his entire body. It jarred him in physical spasms.

"Don't stop, boy. I'm almost...there...!"

Kenny gritted his teeth and kept rocking in time to the huge grunting monster pinning him down to soft quilts and creaking springs. His head spun with wild euphoria. He could feel the enormous muscles of the bear working in concert to drive his shaft against Kenny's crotch, belly, right up to the bottom of his chest.

"Daddy?"

"Mmnnngghhrrrr......s...son...ohh!"

"I wanna suck you off, dad."

"FUCK!"

Heavy slimy warm ropes flopped across Kenny's belly and chest. Kenny managed to find the cock in the sweet chaos and squeezed it with his paw, curious to see what it felt like when another guy came. Kenny could feel the semen coursing up the shaft like water from a garden hose.

"Wow!" he breathed.

Judd bent over the bed and the boy with his massive back arched like a beaching whale. "Ohhh...ohhhhhh.nnnmmmmhh...hfff....you all right, boy?"

Kenny nuzzled his new father. Judd rumbled and locked lips with him again. They rolled together in the bed until Kenny fell on top of something furry and hard and huge that gently rose and fell under him.

There lay the smirking figure of Judd underneath him, one huge arm bent at a lazy angle behind his head. He looked so happy, Kenny though. Kenny's tail wagged. He rubbed the mounds of chest meat that supported him.

"I can see why rednecks fuck their cousins, now," Judd said.

Kenny laughed. They exchanged a few more tender smooches. Then Judd pulled Kenny down safe and warm in those enormous bulging arms of his, Kenny's cheek resting against the slab of his right pectoral.

Kenny was no longer in his body. He was just a cloud of contentment, floating there in the dim-lit room.

"Tell me you love me, boy. Mean it."

"Mmmmnnngghh....I love you, Dad."

For a time, they lay together. Kenny let the slow pulses of Judd's breathing lull him into a stupor. Then he asked a question. Kenny could barely hear his own words.

Judd held out both his big strong paws, the palms up and open. Kenny slid his own paws into them. Felt the strength when Judd squeezed them.

"I would love to take you, son."

Kenny was a good boy. He did everything he was told - planting his feetpaws against the tops of Judd's thick bulging thighs, then kneeling against Judd's pecs and raising his tail.

"Now, you're going to tell me if it hurts too much," Judd said.

Kenny nodded. Judd gazed deep and fatherly into his eyes. And flexed his hips to slowly plow his big pink shaft upward to smear the drooling cockhead against Kenny's virgin anus.

"Hnnnghh...mnnnnfff!" Kenny said. He squeezed his eyes shut.

"How you doing, boy?"

"More!"

The pressure of the cockhead grew more insistant. Kenny bit his lip, then started to hammer his fists against Judd's pecs, fighting the pain.

"Easy....easy, son....relax...."

Kenny let out a mewling puppy whimper.

"Shhh..shh....almost...almost there..." Judd panted. "Oh GOD are you tight!"

"Make me a man, Daddy!" Kenny cried.

It was like he'd flipped a switch. Judd crushed Kenny DOWN with a rabid ROAR and his entire cock ripped its way up Kenny's ass in a single fuck. Kenny felt almost part of the cock itself - no longer separate from the mighty bear now heaving and drooling beneath him.

"You stay, and you're never going to have a normal life, BOY," Judd snarled.

The agony was easing. The feeling of Judd's shaft pushing and pulling along Kenny's anal passage emerged like a lighthouse through a fog. A lighthouse crammed up Kenny's ass and knuckling its way to his prostate.

"I'm so much MANLIER than any boyfriend you could EVER hope to find!" Judd ranted as he fucked.

Kenny nodded in feverish agreement.

"How are you doing, boy?" Judd panted.

Kenny could only moan.

"Yeah, start those balls growing for me, boy. I'll show you what your puny father never could - how to be a REAL man!"

"Harder!" Kenny barked.

Judd rolled Kenny over and beneath him with the skills of a fighter pilot. Somehow, Kenny found himself on his belly, grabbing one of the pillows, spreading his legs and pushing his ass back over and over into his new father's cock.

He fucked with urgent thrusts of his hips, muffling his puppy-like cries into the pillow. Kenny brought his other paw up to his nose. He could still smell Judd on it. He thrust his nose into the cracks of his paw pads, seeking the scent. In seconds, he was cumming.

"D-daddy!" he howled into the pillow.

Judd grunted out, long and low, as he emptied himself into his son. Kenny pushed his ass back into the orgasm, wiggling his hips around to encourage his father's cock. He was rewarded with an "Ohhhh...god..." exhaled from the big bear before Judd landed on his side and snuggled Kenny to his mega chest.

Kenny cooed out at the feeling of couch cushion-sized mounds of muscle pressing hard against his back. Judd's arms were like twin boa constrictors holding him in a tender vice no matter how much Kenny writhed. Those brutish lips smooched just behind Kenny's ear.

"Yeah," Judd whispered. "You were so worth the wait."

Kenny tried to look behind himself at his father. Judd's embrace eased enough for him to turn around inside of it. Lying with his back against the swell of one bicep, arms behind his head, Kenny regarded Judd.

"What do you mean, I was worth the wait?"

Judd paused to choose his words. Then he said, "You were fourteen when Logan and I hooked up. Legally untouchable. I didn't know what I was missing until Logan showed me a photo of you."

Judd gave Kenny a soft kiss that left Kenny sucking on his own bottom lip in pleasure.

"You were such a beautiful boy, even back then," Judd went on. "I...started to fantasize about having you like this."

Kenny barked out a laugh. "You?? You were spanking off to ME?"

Judd chuckled and nuzzled him. "For four years, son."

"What if I hadn't been gay?" Kenny asked, rubbing a paw along that broad short muzzle. He felt Judd shrug.

"I'd've been happy anyway. Could have played the cool, manly man uncle role for you. That would have been enough."

Kenny felt touched. "You mean that?" he asked.

Judd gave a heavy nod. "Mhm. I told Logan. I said - Let me be a part of his life. Let me help him, Logan. There are some things you can't teach him. Some things he'll only hear from a real man."

"Were you sad when he died?"

"Not as much as I was worried for you, son. The world's a tough place for a young man with no parents."

Kenny snorted. "I was doing fine before you came along, remember?"

Judd caressed Kenny's cheek. Kenny nuzzled into the warmth of that huge palm. "Now you'll do even better," Judd promised.

Kenny told his new father everything he'd done since the funeral. Judd listened without comment or judgement. His big, strong hands squeezed Kenny's chest and rubbed his sides. When Kenny had finished, Judd rolled him onto his front.

Kenny was left humming softly into the knotted sheets while Judd pressed and squeezed the tension out of his neck and his back. Kenny was really starting to adore those powerful fingers. He felt deliciously soiled, as if anyone who saw him would see right through to the left over cum stains on his body and know what had gotten him off.

Judd pushed a pair of big thumbs up under Kenny's tail. They worked in opposing circles around and around his anus, leaving Kenny a quivering, whimpering mass. Bear cum drooled out of his relaxed ass, coating his cheeks in warm slime.

Judd petted his new son. "Think it's past your bedtime, kiddo."

Kenny nodded. He shivered at the afterglow washing over him.

"Hold me until I fall asleep?"

"C'mere."

Judd's great warm mass descended down on Kenny. Wide, thick pectorals pushed in around the whole back of Kenny's skull and neck as Judd embraced the young pitt like a pillow.

Kenny let out a soft, muffled moan. Judd was all he could smell - a soft, deep and almost leathery musk. He fell asleep with his knot hard and round, jutting out of his sheath.

***

Kenny perked his ears when he heard birdsong. He looked up at the small rectangular basement window near the ceiling. Grey light shone out of it.

Kenny gave a sleepy smile. Turning around, he hugged Judd's thick, nude waist and nuzzling into the valley of his spine. Judd felt like the back of a huge living couch. Kenny marveled again at the bear's sheer girth.

Kenny drifted off in his contentment.

"Good morning," Judd said against his ear.

Kenny opened his eyes again. The smooth roundness of Judd's cock rested against the corner of his mouth. Judd waited. Kenny tried to resist it, but he couldn't stop himself from yawning. Judd seized the opportunity.

The cock pushed up along Kenny's tongue, toward the back of his throat. Kenny closed his mouth around the pulsing flesh. Slurped nice and slow right across his father's cum slit.

Judd gave a gentle groan. Kenny shivered. He was getting hard again. Judd fed him cock a few more times and then pulled out. He lay beside Kenny, smiling brutish face propped up on his palm, other big paw reaching over to tenderly stroke Kenny's shaft. Kenny hummed, an adolescent pit bull in the throes of heat.

Judd gave him a slow grin. "So how do you want your second time to be?"

Kenny took in a slow breath. "Could I maybe just feel your muscles?"

Judd slid both his gigantic mountain ranges he called arms behind his head, body on full lazy display in his great bed. Waiting.

Kenny crawled over the high bluff of one muscular thigh, down into the warm musky valley between the bear's legs. He smeared one palm up over the apple sized furry orbs of his father's testicles and squeezed his fingers around the shaft.

"Good boy. Now you know what to do," Judd encouraged.

Kenny found it a lot harder than he'd first thought to masturbate another man. The angle was all backward, and there was no feedback from the shaft to let him know if he was doing anything wrong. At first, he tried pushing and pulling from right behind the balls. Then he crawled up higher, straddling the crotch, to work the thick pink veined pole in and out of his fist. Kenny's forearm got tired and he switched to his other paw.

"Oh. Right there, son. Right there. Keep that speed up, now!"

Kenny glanced up, panting with the effort. Judd lay there, head back against his biceps, a cherubic little smile on his face. He looked like a king. Every so often his abdominals or pecs would give a little twitch.

"Dad I want-"

"Shh, shh, shh. You don't get to talk."

Kenny put his head down between his knees. He pushed his lips over the wide round bullet of Judd's cockhead. Judd wasn't expecting it. He let out a sharp gasp. Then a rather high-pitched groan. It made Kenny smile around the throbbing thickness that forced his jaws apart.

Pre started to dribble from Judd's cum slit. Kenny slurped at it, curious at the taste - a heady flavor, at once salty but also slightly acidic. The aftertaste on his tongue reminded him of tea.

"Boy," Judd whispered.

"Dad?"

"Up here."

Kenny looked. Judd gazed at him with slits of desire for eyes. He curled his lip back from one row of fangs and gave a low snarl at the back of his throat while sending slow pulsing twitches through his biceps, an erotic morse code.

Kenny abandoned the cock for the muscles. He scooted up to the right hand one and cupped its thickness from underneath. The triceps was a thick cylinder that stretched Kenny's fingers wide and straight. Kenny pushed his mouth down to the bloated curve of the bicep.

Kenny kissed it, a pearl necklace of glittering little saliva spots that beaded it up the curve of the head to the crease of the shoulder. Judd flexed. Kenny moaned. He open-mouth tongued soft bear fur to rock hard flesh.

"Mmmm...good boy."

"Nnnggh!" Kenny exhaled.

"Later tonight you're gonna be kissing something else, boy."

Judd chuckled. Pumped his arm again to a fresh chorus of wordless pleasure. Then Kenny suddenly withdrew.

"Fuck, I gotta pee!"

Kenny slipped out of the warm, rumpled bed and jogged to the bathroom. He felt his erection die with a soft sigh of regret while he eased his bladder.

Judd lumbered past him, shamelessly nude. Kenny finished up and followed his father into the kitchen. Judd started boiling water for coffee and gestured with one huge arm toward the fridge.

"Go ahead, son. Anything you'd like."

Kenny yanked open the fridge. He whistled at what he saw. It was packed with food, front to back and floor to ceiling. He spotted a package of bacon wedged between a pair of watermelons.

Judd added a pair of sunny side up eggs and a side of toast to the pile of bacon after slipping into a thong for 'sanitation reasons.' He sat beside Kenny on a pair of counter stools. Together, they devoured the entire package of bacon, a whole loaf of bread, and half a carton of eggs.

Kenny leaned into Judd's mighty side with a soft groan of satisfaction. Judd put his arm around Kenny's shoulders. Kenny's short tail wagged. He was so happy it ached in the back of his teeth.

"It's been months since I was so full," Kenny said.

Judd rubbed his shoulder and fondly scritched behind Kenny's ears with the very tips of his thick ursine claws.

"Get used to big meals, son. I don't cook small."

Kenny slid to the floor. "I should get dressed."

Judd's look was sly. "What's your hurry, boy?"

Kenny blushed. He made to hide his crotch until Judd raised a disapproving eyebrow. Kenny wasn't allowed to disguise his feelings. Not in the bear's house. Judd cleared the dishes, giving Kenny plenty of time to ogle.

Kenny bit his lip and padded forward. Judd smiled when he felt a pair of paws rub up over his hard round heavy glutes.

"You wanna see a trick, boy?"

"Sure, dad!"

"Get me an apple."

Kenny fished one out of the fridge's bottom shelf, the largest he could find. Judd accepted it with a smooch to his neck. He beckoned Kenny to the sink.

The apple looked like a golf ball in the bear's huge palm. Judd held it over the sink and squeezed. The muscles in his forearm flared tight. Veins snapped into view, even more than usual. There was a soft CRUNCHING and juice started to flow between Judd's fingers. Then pulp. Judd opened his fist. A broken core and a wad of applesauce were all that survived.

"Wooow!" Kenny whispered.

"Never fails to impress," Judd agreed.

"Can you do anything bigger?"

Judd washed off his paw. "I suppose so," he answered casually. "What did you have in mind?"

Kenny was already hauling one of the watermelons out of the fridge. He handed over with both paws. Judd held it like a basketball, one-handed. He hefted it a few times.

"Too much for you, big bear?" Kenny teased.

Judd gave Kenny a stern look for daring to question his strength. "One of the things you're going to have to learn about your new old man, boy....NOTHING is too big or too heavy for me!"

Judd shoved the watermelon between his tree trunk thighs just below the crotch. The fruit forced the flesh of his inner legs to curve outward in a perfect circle.

"You want to see real bear power?"

Kenny nodded rapidly. Judd clamped his hands onto his waist to concentrate and bared enormous fangs. His breath caught with the effort and his thighs SURGED. Kenny's mouth dried at the sheer mass of muscle his father's legs became.

The watermelon lasted about ten seconds. Then with a soft burst, it popped like some oversized fruit-filled water balloon. Juices and pulp drooled down Judd's naked legs.

Seconds later, Kenny's tongue was on them, washing them clean while he hugged them in his arms, down on his knees in awe.

"Nnnggh....mmm...dad...you're so fucking STRONG!"

"I'm also gonna be fucking sticky if we don't clean this off. I'll take care of the floor. Go and get the shower ready for me, Kenny."

"Yes, SIR!"

Kenny ran to the bathroom. He adjusted the spray to a pleasant, warm temperature. His mind was still a little numb from what he'd just seen. Kenny tried to recall his physics class from school. Those legs had to be able to deliver hundreds of pounds of force!

Faint vibrations in the still water of the toilet bowl announced Judd's arrival. Kenny turned to his father, paws behind his back, his red spear of a shaft on display.

"Ready, dad."

Judd gave him one of his lazy, mouth-watering manly smiles. "So am I, kiddo."

Judd casually stepped out of his thong and tossed it aside. Kenny's knees weakened at the sight of his father's half hard cock. Judd squeezed it nice and hard.

"In the shower."

Kenny slipped under the spray. Judd's shadow soon followed. The water went ignored in favor of other fluids. Drool smeared and slid between their mouths like honey. Then Kenny dropped to his knees.

The shower pelted his muzzle and ears while Kenny sought out the cock head by scent and touch. He loved how wide it felt in his mouth. Above him, Kenny could hear his father start to moan under his breath while he massaged his body clean.

Kenny plunged his muzzle down the shaft as far as he could. The rod of flesh plugged the back of his throat. Kenny gagged. He squeezed his eyes shut and tried to push deeper. His stomach flexed inward with protest. Tears pricked Kenny's eyes. He wanted that big bear cock to the hilt!

"Easy...easy, son..."

Kenny growled. He reached up and grabbed a fist full of bear nuts. Judd gave a sharp bark of surprise. Followed by a low growl of his own.

"Okay, boy. You want that? Let daddy help you."

Judd's paw slammed down onto the back of Kenny's head. Fingers squeezed his ruff. Kenny shuddered, fighting the pain and the sensation of choking, while Judd's muscles pushed him inexorably downward.

For a moment, Kenny was sure he would vomit. Then it passed, suddenly, and Kenny felt deeply and wonderfully full. He could barely move for fear his body would reject the cock now deep inside his throat.

Judd was gasping, shuddering. Kenny tried squeezing with his lips and swallowing.

"FUCK!"

Judd came all at once, in a great warm gout that Kenny couldn't taste, only felt as it landed warm as hot chocolate in his stomach.

Judd's paws pushed upward on Kenny's shoulders from below.

"Exhale, hard as you can," Judd instructed.

Kenny obeyed, and found it easier to pass his father's shaft back out. He licked his lips, tasting bear semen. Kenny looked up.

Judd smiled down at him. "You're a good dog, Kenny my boy. A good, good dog."

***

Neither of them had to say it. Both knew Kenny had found a home. After some more clean up and shower kisses, it was back to the truck so Kenny could make a proper move in. Kenny instructed Judd on where to go.

They pulled up to a baking black parking lot filled with storage sheds. Early morning heat waves fluttered between the rows of identical beige sided buildings, each stamped with a number on their sliding metal service doors. They stopped in front of number 19.

"It belongs to my best friend's family. He gave me the combination."

"Need some help loading the truck?" Judd asked.

"I got it," Kenny said.

He slipped to the asphalt and keyed in a six digit number. The door shuddered to life, rising with a gentle rhythmic rattling of automatic gears. Inside was a jungle of spare tires, bicycles, boxes full of Christmas decorations.

Kenny vanished into the maze and came back a heartbeat later with an oversized green hiking backpack slung on his shoulders. The door rattled shut behind him. Kenny put it into the back of the truck.

"Where to next?" Judd asked after Kenny had strapped back in.

Kenny shrugged.

"Does your friend have the rest of your stuff?"

Kenny didn't answer.

"Son?" Judd prompted.

"It's all I have, okay? Can we go now?" Kenny said.

Judd made to take his paw, but Kenny shoved it away and turned to stare out the passenger window.

Judd let him be. When they returned to the house, Kenny marched up the front steps, dropped the backpack just inside the door, and vanished into the bedroom.

Kenny was sitting on the edge of the bed, hugging his knees and struggling not to cry when Judd appeared in the doorway. The massive bear leaned against the frame.

"I was thinking we could set you up in the basement. I've got space for you to have your own room," Judd said quietly.

"Why, so I don't have to share your bed any more?" Kenny answered.

"You know, most boys your age can't wait to get rid of their fathers."

"Most guys don't have a father like....like..." Kenny gestured helplessly at Judd's body. "Like you," he finally finished with a blush.

Judd entered the room and sat beside Kenny. This time, Kenny accepted the thick, muscular arm that coiled around his shoulders and the soft kiss between his ears.

"If you're having second thoughts about us being intimate, son, I understand."

"Nah," Kenny murmured.

"Sure?"

Kenny rolled his eyes.

"Okay, fine, so it'll fuck me up for life. Don't you think I'm already fucked up? I'm a fucking pit bull, Dad. Everyone expects me to be deviant, anyway."

Judd closed his eyes. He nuzzled Kenny's face. "I wouldn't exchange you for all the bear cubs in the world, son."

Kenny squeezed his eyes shut against fresh tears. He crushed himself to the bear's massive neck with his arms, knowing there was no way he could choke Judd.

Between his sobs, Kenny told Judd the truth about how hard it had been after Logan died. Kenny hadn't stuck around to watch the house repossessed by the bank. He'd taken everything he could carry and gone to the cheapest motel he could find. Kenny sold what he owned to pay for the room each night.

When all he had left were his clothes, Kenny took to couch surfing with friends. He'd taken odd jobs to earn enough to eat. Sometimes he couldn't find work, so he rationed his food or went hungry.

Judd took it all in. He told Kenny about himself, too. How he'd always been big for his age and even for his species. How he'd starting working out at 16 years old in his high school gym, and had packed on so much size by the time he graduated they'd had to special order a gown that would fit him. Kenny listened, enthralled, to tales of competitions in Los Angeles, Atlanta, San Francisco, and Dallas. About Judd's trip with his parents back to Norway as his college graduation present. About the day Judd achieved his international pro status card, entitling him to register and compete in the biggest bodybuilding contests in the world.

"What's the best you've ever gotten in one of those?" Kenny asked, breathless.

Judd grinned. "Would you like to see?"

Judd led Kenny down into the basement. It was a half-finished affair, with the right side carpeted and set up with a big screen television, more couches forming a half-completed square around it. The left side was bare concrete and set up with a full-sized squat cage and dumbbell rack.

Kenny ran fingers over the weights. Judd leaned against the wall and watched Kenny pick up a pair of 20 pound dumbbells. He started to curl them a bit.

"Not like that. Here."

Judd came up behind him. His huge warm paws rested up against the underside of Kenny's forearms.

"All the way down. Stretch it, stretch it, there. Now tense your biceps as hard as you can. Push the weight up. Now squeeze. Squeeze hard. Good!"

Kenny put the weights back, panting. He looked down the rack to the largest weights - the 100's and then 150's and then 200's. He pointed to them.

"How many can you do with those?"

Judd grinned at him. "Usually I pump out about six sets of ten if I'm bulking."

"Holy shit!" Kenny whined. "How strong ARE you, Judd? Could you, like, lift a car?"

"Lift, no. Pull one, though."

Kenny giggled. "You mean like a horse?"

"Hey, they invented the strong man contests, not me!" Judd said.

Kenny balked at him. "You mean you do those, too?"

Judd shrugged. "In the off season for fun, sometimes. Gives me a chance to meet some fellow bears."

"Yeah," Kenny agreed. "Not a lot of you guys around here, is there?"

"Over here, Kenny. Check this out."

Judd guided Kenny to a set of gleaming glass cases. They reflected Kenny's white and black mottled pit bull face. Inside stood medals, trophies, and in the place of honor at the center was a framed certificate from the International Bodybuilding Federation.

Kenny put a paw on one corner of the case. He stared at Judd's hulking reflection behind him. He swallowed.

"I want to be like you, dad."

Kenny turned around. "I want to get huge and go into contests like you."

Judd smiled. "My boy, you just made me the happiest father alive. Come on over to the mirrors. Let's see what we have to work with."

They returned to the weights. Father and son stood facing a wall of side by side full length mirrors. One big paw came out, palm up, gesturing at Kenny.

"So show me what you've got. Make a muscle for me."

Kenny's ears lowered a bit with a blush. He rolled up both sleeves. He raised his arms like he was in the bathroom, posing in the mirror. Judd stepped forward, directly behind him.

"Straighten up."

He gently touched Kenny on his stomach while the other paw rested on his lower spine. Kenny let Judd guide him.

"Arms higher. High and proud Now squeeze those biceps. Squeeze hard! Tighten up that stomach."

Together they examined Kenny's reflection.

"There we go," Judd said. "Beautiful."

Kenny relaxed his arms again, his blush rising. He hugged himself and looked back and up at Judd's smiling face.

"You're beautiful, Kenny."

Kenny went in for another kiss. Judd gave it to him happily. For a few moments, they were content to make out, soft moans rising from the tangle of hugging arms.

"Your turn," Kenny said.

Judd chuckled. "All right. Put your guns up again, boy."

Kenny turned back to the mirror. He pulled off his shirt. Careful to follow Judd's directions, Kenny curled his arms up high. He watched Judd peel off his own shirt in the mirror. Kenny swore under his breath. It was so fucking hot watching the massive older bear strip.

Judd stood with his chest touching Kenny's back, practically hugging his head. He mimicked the pose. Judd's arms ballooned behind Kenny's. The comparison was laughable - like a planet trying to eclipse the sun.

"I'd say daddy's got you beat," Judd murred.

They made love again. Judd smothered Kenny against the basement mirrors while Kenny groaned and licked whatever his tongue could find. He tried to seek out spots on his father that he hadn't worshiped yet - washing down the hairs on Judd's rippling forearms while Judd squeezed his fist to make them flare out, kissing along his obliques up into the great swath of those lats and the tantalizing odor from Judd's armpits.

They left a discarded trail of clothes along the carpet, up the stairs to the den. That was as far as they got before Judd was on the floor on all fours, lowing like a great ursine cow and gently thrusting his shaft deep , deep in and out of Kenny's hungry esophagus.

Kenny took the huge bear cock easier this time. Judd could go harder, faster. Kenny held onto his massive father like a horny leech with his arms wrapped tight, the front of his legs pressed to those thick tree trunk thighs.

Judd's explosion forced Kenny to collapse to the floor. A second spurt sprayed bear jizz from his forehead down Kenny's muzzle to his chest. Kenny moaned and gathered some of it onto his fingers to suckle.

Judd's huge back rose and fell as he panted in afterglow.

"Daddy," Kenny cooed.

"Mmmm?"

Kenny lay on his back and bent his knees outward to show his hard red dog shaft. "I'm not finished."

Judd smirked. "Well, we can't have that, can we?"

He pushed Kenny flat with his deep, rumbling kiss. Kenny hugged that short bloated ursine neck. Then a pair of perfect, heavy, manly pecs were pushing the air slowly from Kenny's lungs. Kenny's shaft vanished from sight in pure chest beef.

"Hump me, boy. Hump your daddy's big muscles like the horny pup you are."

Judd had never used quite that level of authority before. Kenny responded in seconds, howling and cumming until he was dizzy from hyperventilation.

Another shower later, Kenny announced he was ready to unpack. Judd left him to it. It didn't take Kenny long. There was space enough in the heavy stained oak chifforobe that loomed across the huge bed from the bedroom door.

Kenny thought about Judd's offer to set up his own space in the basement. It did sound appealing. Then again, so did getting to snuggle up with that giant body every night. Kenny wondered how Judd might feel about video games. Logan had been against them, though he'd consented to one or two systems, since Kenny had bought them with his own money. Kenny had a mental image of Judd and him going head to head in a shooter and smiled. Yes, that seemed like Judd. The bear was pretty fucking awesome, Kenny had to admit. And not just in bed.

A faint sound made Kenny's ears perk. He followed it out of the bedroom, through the den, to the basement stairs. From there he could hear the thundering heavy metal drum set and bass guitar.

Kenny opened the basement door. The music was so loud he had to flatten his ears to his head. But over the sound of the music roared the bear.

Kenny got to the bottom of the stairs and stared at the most awesome sight of his life - the sight of Judd Beorn working out.

Judd sat shirtless on an oversized incline bench. Bare feet the size of turkey platters rested on the concrete. Judd held a 200 pound dumbbell in each enormous fist, so tight that Kenny could see the tendons in his hands. Judd's face was not the face of the loving, tender bear from an hour before. His eyes blazed. His black lips were drawn back from gigantic fangs. Judd stared at a fixed point in the ceiling as though he would burn a hole through it.

His bulging arms swung the weights at a heart-stopping speed. Outward in two great arcs like the wings of some mythical bird, then back up to crash together with a musical ring of metal on metal. That chest rolled flat and thick, then shredded into mouth watering striations as it swelled, thickened, smothered against itself. Again and again the pecs contracted as Judd forced himself to pump until he was roaring so hard flecks of spittle flew from his yawning jaws.

From where he half cowered on the stairs, Kenny could smell him. A heavy living sauna of sweat and bear. He didn't even realize he was fondling himself until his cock got hard enough to grow uncomfortable and tight in his pants.

Kenny watched the fire in Judd's slitted eyes. Judd's chest quivered. Veins like snakes crossed the pecs up to his neck. Sweat drooled down off his bottlecap nipples.

The weights crashed to the floor. Judd lay there, gasping. Kenny wondered if he was going to have a heart attack.

Judd rolled to his feet. Kenny mouthed swear words silently. So much blood was pumped into Judd's chest and arms that he looked to have grown a full third larger.

Judd turned and spotted Kenny on the stairs.

"Enjoying the show, boy?"

"...fuck..." Kenny whined.

"That's a naughty mouth you've got."

Huge paws grabbed Kenny's arms. Kenny writhed and snarled but Judd held his back tight against his bare sweaty muscle. The bear's pecs half hugged his head from behind, hard, the bear flexing with all his strength. Kenny was blinded by the muscle rolling over his eyes. His moaning muzzle stuck out from between his father's pecs.

"I'll teach you not to swear in my house, pup," Judd growled against him.

"Mmmmnngh!!" Kenny moaned out. Judd was so huge and hard and strong. Kenny started to buck the air with his hips.

"I might have to punish you."

Kenny turned his head and just started to slurp whatever he could reach of his father. Judd growled and responded. He grabbed Kenny's neck, yanked him into a kiss that was not a fatherly kiss.

Kenny howled into Judd's mouth before his big bear tongue silenced it. The bear's breath came in short hot pants from his nostrils. He pulled back, both of them panting.

Kenny turned around and cupped Judd's heavy furry cheeks with his paws. "Please, Daddy. Please! Please!"

The claws came out as Judd washed Kenny's bad mouth out with his tongue. Thick and black, they raked along Kenny's ass and back in a hard massage that gooseflesh rose under Kenny's fur. Judd was a lustful beast, vibrating Kenny's whole body with his deep throated growls.

"Strip, boy. And bend that hot slutty ass over my bench press."

Huffing and panting, Kenny obeyed. Something told him to brace his toned young athletic thighs wide apart and to wrap his paws around the barbell. Moments later, an approving huge paw rubbed along his naked ass.

Judd gave the side of Kenny's right ass cheek a fond slap. Kenny's eyes squeezed shut.

"So, you bad dog, you ever get a spanking before?"

"No, Daddy."

There was a soft metallic ringing, a faint buzzing of leather on cloth. Judd had just taken off his belt.

"Then let me tell you how it works," Judd said. "I spank. You talk. And there's only three things you're allowed to say."

"W..what's that, Daddy?"

"Harder. More. Or that you've been a naughty boy. You understand?"

"Fffffffffuck, shit, fuck, fuck, Daddy do it! Unnngh!" Kenny chanted.

"Oh, haven't learned your lesson, eh, boy? All right, then. Here we go!"

Kenny bit his lip when the first slap of the belt caressed his ass. Judd had it bent into a loop so it struck like a riding crop on a horse. Firm enough to be painful, but clearly not meant to be unpleasant.

"Well, boy?"

"More, Daddy," Kenny said.

Slap. Slap. Slap. Slap. Kenny begged for more after each one.

"Harder!"

The next belt slap left Kenny's skin numb. Kenny's fingers slipped on the bar. His pre was coating the black leather padding of the bench.

"Too much, kiddo?"

"Harder!" Kenny barked again.

Kenny shut his eyes against the bracing sting. The pain was cleansing. With each slap, memories of finding Logan's lifeless body sprawled in front of the television faded. There was only Judd, now. And a future with a real man.

Judd looped the belt around Kenny's naked waist.

"Think that's enough."

Judd drew the belt tight. The other end of it was stretched around Judd's own waistline. He pulled it so taught his fist shook. The tension forced the bear's cock forward into the only space available for it- up his son's bruised red ass.

They crashed onto the bench together, shouting without words, bodies gyrating against each other. Kenny tasted the bench's leather, the faint tank of Judd's lingering back sweat, his own pre.

They fell to the floor on their left side with a heavy thud and kept rutting. Judd crushed Kenny's shaft in his paw. Kenny screamed. He'd never cum so hard. It squirted out between his father's thick fingers like melted whip cream.

Judd shuddered. Fingers rubbed Kenny's cum into his own balls and taint. The belt snapped from the strain with a soft bang.

"Ohhh dad...nnngh fuck me..."

"Oh KENNY!"

Judd rose to his knees. Kenny couldn't breathe, Judd hugged him so hard. Kenny turned his face to kiss the bear's cheek. "I love you, Dad."

Judd's tears of joy moistened Kenny's neck as the bear came.

"I love you, too."