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A Romp in the Woods

It was another beautiful hot summer's day, and the sunbeams reflected perfectly off the tranquil waters of the hot springs. Though it was a short distance from the onsen where a rather loud racket was coming from. In the woods that surrounded the secluded place, Lorank , the owner and resident of this gorgeous area, was clearing out brush and felling the occasional tree, trying to clear a path through the dense forest. Thankfully the bear was built well for the task, well, that was quite the understatement actually, you see the man stood at a simply monumental height, actually towering over some of the shorter trees around him. It wasn't just this that made him stand out though, Lorank was also built with muscles so extraordinarily-colossal, even the most successful of bodybuilders would pale in comparison to him. It certainly didn't help things that the huge bear wore little more than a sleeveless tunic, one that only barely managed to cover his ludicrously-large pectorals and thick, bulging abdominals. The only other thing he wore was a large kilt, which even being as huge as it was, seemed comically-small on the bear, the essentials being the only thing they covered, and that was only half the time.

Helping him with the manual labour was his friend Scottio, a short, slender horse who probably didn't actually aid Lorank an awful lot. In the time it took him to clear a single bush, the titan had cleared twenty, and forget about the tantalisingly-curvy hoss even attempting to actually chop down a tree. Still, Lorank would smile over in appreciation to his friend being there, more-than-once his gaze falling that rather large booty, a bead of drool leaving his lips whenever he did so.

After a solid two hours of this in the overbearing sun, most of the work had been done and both men were sweating buckets. Lorank had dragged the much smaller male over to the nearby mountain river, the waters of which were always cool and pristine. When they arrived, the horse turned to the giant, not sure at first what he had in mind.

"So what are we doing here big gu-," Scottio was cut short as the titanic bear began casually pulling off his clothing, starting with his tunic. As he slipped it off his shoulders that bear's rippling torso would completely fill the horse's eyeline, Scottio struggling to keep from fainting as he gazed over those gargantuan pecs, each monstrous slab of beef was covered in short, fine fuzz, though they did little to hide a utterly-massive nipples that pushed right out from those mammoth man-melons.

"... uheh... Lorank?" the hoss finally managed to say, though the bear wouldn't respond, simply reaching down to grab his kilt and simply pulling it right off himself in one harsh tug, Scottio's eyes going wide as the larger man's enormous manshapes swung into view, that gigantic, and still completely soft shaft of his, and those -balls-. Usually this would be where one compared each huge nut to a watermelon or cantaloupe, but Lorank had them beat easily, that godly, furry sack looking like it housed a pair of basketballs!

Needless to say Scottio was more-than-a-little speechless at this display, and while he was trying to recover, the huge brute happily strutted over to the water, climbing in and silently sighing in content, even if the waters only reached a little below the belt, the upperside of that meaty beast of his poking out of the surface of the river.

"Geez Lorank, how can you just... strip outside like that?" the horse asked, a noticeable redness across his face as he peered down over himself. No way was he brave enough to just take it all off then and there. He settled on just washing his face at the water's edge, though it was clear Lorank wasn't happy with just this. While he wasn't usually a tease, every now and then when he was in the mood he was perfectly-happy to, and he decided to give his friend a show. Walking upto him, his behemoth body completely shrouding Scottio in shadow, the horse would peer up just in time to see the bear start to flex those planetary jugs of his, making sure to push them out nice and thickly, they must have at least doubled in size as they swelled with power.

Obviously the horse would be madly turned on by this, his impressive manhood shaping up in his pants, but he wasn't going to just throw himself at the huge hunk. He peered to the side, scoffing.

"Tch, what are doing now?" he asked, peering back slowly and blushing deeper as Lorank began to bounce those badboys, those vast, fuzzy plains rising and falling heavily in turn, again and again, practically hypnotising the horse, heck, those things were so big and so powerful that each bounce was accompanied by a lewd \ **bounce* *. The giant gestured beside himself, clearly ushering Scottio to join him.

Somehow the much tinier male managed to muster up enough self control to scoff once more, shaking his head, "I'm not gonna strip, so you can just forget it already."

Well, the bear just scowled in a huff, if his friend wasn't going be teased into joining him, well, the bear was just going to have to use force. He reached down with surprising speed for a guy of his incredible size, and grabbed the hoss firmly in his huge hands. Scottio squealed and tried his best to squirm out of the hulk's grasp but, well let's be honest, that wasn't going to happen. Lorank smirked as he reached down, pulling off the horse's clothes one at a time, much to Scottio's intense annoyance, and arousal if he was being honest.

"Hey! What do you think you're doing, get offa those!" he clutched his pants tightly as soon they were the only scrap of clothing he had left on, but Lorank just tugged them down with a single finger, the bear's eyes lighting up as his friend's sizeable equipment came into view, his grin widening.

"What's the big idea Lorank, I told you I... didn't... want to...," the horse's words would devolve into soft murring, though more akin to purring really, as Lorank had leant in, planting a nice, sloppy kiss on his forehead, and his cheek, and his shoulders, before planting particularly wet one square on the lips, the big bear deciding that after all that roughness, a little bit of lovey-doveyness was in order. It certainly seemed to have the desired effect, Scottio had completely forgotten what he was even complaining about, happily hanging limping in his friend's big, beefy arms, so warm, so safe, though being slightly squashed into those titanic tiddies ensured his throbbing erection wouldn't go down anytime soon.

"Mmmh~ Lorank...," the horse had to bite his bottom lip, staring with lust into the bear's eyes, whose were glazed over as well. He reached forward and lay his hands on those immense slabs, a groan escaping both men as Scottio began to stroke over those obscenely-enormous muscles.

The giant stud moved his way over to the edge of the river now, climbing out and laying the horse down on his back, Lorank leaning over him on his hands and knees. The sight alone of the stupidly-manly bear practically surrounding him with his body, that eager expression on his face, well, Scottio only enhanced his efforts, trying to massage what he could reach of those heaving mounds of muscle, something that despite the horse's relative weakness, Lorank was enjoying -very- much.

Murring quite happily, the mighty ursine would look Scottio over, his gaze trailing down his supple form and resting on that large, thick erection the hoss was sporting, the bear smiling widely, with a hint of a smirk as he reached down with a massive mitt, taking hold of the entirety of that generous shaft and pumping it, Scottio quick to grit his teeth, moans eeking out between them.

"Aaah," he panted rapidly, trying to reach those humongous nipples now but his arm-span just not enough for how immensely-broad his friend's chest was. He had to settle on merely handling those fields of muscle with as much force as he could muster, though concentrating on that was easier said than done with Lorank jerking him off.

"Hnnnngh~ L-Lorank, I'm about to... huh... Lorank?" just as he was dangerously-close to release, he felt the bear slow his strokes, soon stopping completely. He looked up to the giant's face, a look of pure exhaustion over it. It seemed all the strenuous work earlier had finally caught up with him. His eyes felt heavy, even his considerable bulk, which he usually carried with ease was weighing him down more. He glanced over to the side, noticing a nice, level patch of soft grass, it looking like heaven to the sleepy bear. Carefully climbing off the horse, he crawled over to it, swinging himself over onto his back and just collapsing right there, out like a light in a matter of seconds.

Scottio just stared blankly at his much larger friend for a moment, before a highly-annoyed scowl crossed his face.

"H-Hey! You can't just leave me like this! Lorank!" he yelled irritably, looking down at his still-helplessly-hard horsehood, then back up to the ursine, who didn't seem to stir in the slightest, most likely because the bear's deafening snores drowned out all other sounds in the entire forest.

Scottio huffed, though as he glared at the massive hunk his gaze would move over to his chest once again, those furry hills rising and falling slowly with the bear's deep breaths. The hoss' expression changed from one of annoyance to one that was clearly scheming.

Picking himself up off the floor, he walked over to the mountain of a man, carefully prodding him in the side a few times and checking how deep a sleep his pal was in. When it was clear this did absolutely nothing to disturb the ursine in the slightest, Scottio inwardly cheered and clambered up onto the big lug. Made easier by the stud's thick fuzz, which he could grab for purchase, the much smaller male made it upon onto Lorank's stomach quickly, staring at those utterly-goliath bluffs and reaching over to stroke their vast undersides, a pleased moan leaving the horse, and pretty soon a deep murr leaving the slumbering bear. Shuffling right up to those huge hills, he'd move his face close to the deep valley between them, his nose twitching as he caught a truly-heavenly aroma, Lorank's musk. Deep, rich, manly, with a hint of sweat, Scottio couldn't hold back another moan as his cock gained another inch of hardness, the horse grinding it against the hulk's upper set of abdominals, taking huge whiffs of that manly smell.

After inhaling that wonderful mist a few times, he'd press his face down into that dark abyss, finding that his whole head fit comfortably in that crevasse, the young man moving his face side to side rapidly, feeling the bear's sweat coating him, and taking in even more dregs of his highly-potent fog. His hands madly groped, kneaded and sometimes just whacked those muscle mountains as hard as they could, the ursine groaning louder, tensing his great chest in reflex, those things bloating even more majestically in size, squashing Scottio's head between them. All the while this was going on, the monstrous python between his tree-trunk things had begun to awaken: thickening, growing longer, eventually lifting off the floor, it seemed that the bear was -really- enjoying the horse's actions, and after the little guy had managed to pry his head out from the stud's vice-like grip, he could already see the imposing beast hanging overhead, curving upwards slightly as it only continued to enlarge. Long, thick veins bulged out from the black pillar of meat, the entire thick length visibly throbbing. Scottio had to pick his jaw back up off the floor as he turned back to those pecs, knowing exactly what he needed to do to get his friend to blow.

Eyeing one of the bear's big black nips, he moved his face in closer and slowly and teasingly trailed just the tip of his tongue around it, flicking over that slightly bumpy areola. He didn't have to wait long at all before another, even louder roar left the giant ursine, whose rippling physique would shudder in his sleep, that whopper overhead gaining another foot or so of length and girth, precum oozing out of it's tip and dripping down over the horse, who was conveniently directly beneath the streaming spout.

Scottio carried on with this painfully-light teasing for a short while, before deciding to be a little more firm with his worship. Going right for that fat nub, he lashed his tongue back and forth across it, dragging it roughly across it's surface again and again. The 'ground' beneath the horse quaked again, Lorank's roars continuing as his utterly-goliath cock unleashed a heavier downpour of pre, now splashing down across the bear's torso in a long, thick dollops, soaking that fine, red-brown fur. Not letting up for even a moment the hoss assaulted that extremely-sensitive nipple even more, wrapping his mouth around the measly part of it he could and starting to suckle on it harshly, Scottio being thrown around by the ursine's chest as it rose and fell heavily with his deep but rapid breaths. That immense shaft overhead was throbbing dangerously by now, the bear's equally-oversized balls tightening and visibly-shaking as they struggled to hold back the tides of seed that were bubbling within them.

The hoss himself was panting madly as well, rocking his hips frantically, humping Lorank's furred abdominals as if his life depended on it. He was close, oh-so close, his hands full of pec meat, his mouth full of thick burr nipple, it was only a few more seconds of this until Scottio thrust forward one last time, letting out a muffled groan and biting down hard while he unloaded, plastering the undersides of those behemoth pecs in his slick seed.

It was the hoss biting down, not nearly enough to hurt of course, but as those teeth pressed down harder into that pulsing pad of black flesh, Lorank's body jolted violently, his ridiculously-massive back arching and the entire area literally being shook by the bear's bellowing roars as he was thrown past his limit. His giant bearhood pulsated madly for a few moments before it finally erupted; to compare it to a geyser wouldn't be doing it justice though. Heck, even volcanoes were usually less intense, hot, thick cum blasting out of that black pillar in absurd amounts, a single rope more than a bathtub's worth of creamy batter, it was only naturally that every tree and every bush around the bear would soon be caked in the tar-like spooge. The nearby river was clouded and after a couple of minutes would easily be more cum than water. Even Lorank himself wasn't safe, his sweat-soaked fuzz soon an off-white as he helplessly came over himself again and again. Scottio was rock-hard once more as he watched his still-sleeping friend flood the forest, and when one rope would hit him squarely in the back, he'd cry out, adding another one of his orgasms to the endless sea of bear jizz.

Eventually though, when those boulder-like nuts were emptied at last, that cataclysmic load would end, Lorank still panting quickly in his sleep, the much smaller male draped over his chest completely exhausted.

"... damn Lorank...," was all he could manage before he collapsed, the hoss was instantly fast asleep, a look of pure bliss on his face as he was rocked gently by those enormous, heaving mounds.