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It was another long day for Bruno, Christmas Day was over - and he was back to work. Over the Christmas holidays, he hadn't gone to the gym for a while and, when coupled with the hearty Christmas dinner he had with his brother, he had fallen out of shape a little bit. He looked down his open shirt, to see his hairy musclegut stomach - once they were washboard abs.

He sighed and ran a hand through his equally fuzzy pecs, at least his upper half was still in shape. The tiger is sure to find someone who will like his new belly. And, if not, he'll just work out more!

The day passed by as he travelled on the empty road. His truck chugged along the rubbled asphalt with a low thum. Bruno, had been sent to make a delivery two states away, so that meant that a long journey was ahead of him. Though he's already halfway there, the fatigue is starting to set in. With the fatigue, came a pent up desire, bulging in his pants, reaching half-hardness and begging for attention. Anyone would notice that Bruno was packing under those overalls.

The sun was setting, creating a nice auburn look on his striped fur. Despite the wintry conditions, Bruno was sweating in heat! The reason for this was quite simple: His winter fur was growing and fluffing out. That's not to mention the body hair that came with it! He thought about shaving it, but he felt that it was pretty manly. What's more, it really enhanced that musky smell and made him look even sexier. What's a man without a bit of fluff? Bruno's fur had grown to the point where his leather harness was hard to be deciphered - the fur and hair spilling around it like overgrown roots.

Combined with the sweat, his chest that was the epitome of manliness. Any slut that came near him would surely whimper under that amazing blanketing smell his whole body produced!

From the sheer musk, muscularity and brunt of the man - it should come as no surprise that Bruno is a top.

He's fucked many men into submission: be it fellow truckers, hairy lumberjacks or jacked up construction workers. The manly ones were the best to fuck - as their holes were always so tight, hairy and warm!

Though, so to speak, he had yet to find his match; a man just as manly as him. He hoped that someday, maybe even this day, he could run into somebody like that.

Reaching a gas station, his eyes scoured for a bar and he noticed it beside the station. Just a perfect walk's length away.

Grumbling, he re-adjusted his bulge before heading out of the truck - the cool evening air hitting him with a profound sense of relief.

"So glad to be out of that stuffy truck..." He said in his deep voice.

His open shirt fluttered in the wind, exposing his hairy, manly, slightly-musclegut front for all to see. He looked down to see a forest of pubes and musky fur rising up to his belly button in a treasure trail. Damn, he really hadn't shaved in a while. And that's probably why his truck smells so earthy and deep too, he's been letting out all these manly sweaty smells all day. Raising his muscular arm, and curling his bicep, he was glad to have not lost all his muscle just yet - he was just a big eater - like an everyday trucker! The tiger knew that he'd work it off eventually, be it through gym exercises or fucking men so much that he'd burn off the same amount of calories he'd gained. The latter is what he preferred.

"Now, wouldn't _that_be ideal," he muttered and chuckled to himself. Even if his musky body and pit were exposed for all to see, it wouldn't matter much to him. A man of his caliber is bound to have confidence in himself.

Walking up to the bar, he let the breeze take him for a moment - refreshing his state of mind and body, as well as washing away that persistent manly stench for a time.

Whizzing the doors open, he caught the attention of the lanky rabbit bartender who looked at him with a worried smile on his face.

"W-Welcome, sir," he muttered out, clearly intimidated by such masculinity.

Bruno casually waved a paw in front of him and sat down on the red stool,

"You needn't worry about me, champ - I ain't gonna cause much harm."

The rabbit nodded in quick succession, his blue eyes quickly scouring the man up and down - as if to take him in and acknowledge his presence completely.

A wry smirk crossed upon Bruno's lips,

"I ain't gonna cause much harm... unless you want me to." He said, voice rumbling in his throat, and giving a wink to the rabbit boy - who gulped and flushed red in response to his flirtatious nature.

"I-I..." While the rabbit was trying to form together an answer, he went ahead and fixed up the trucker with a drink. The rabbit's eyes scoured the bar; they were not on deaf ears. Still, he wouldn't pass up an opportunity - returning to the tiger with a glass whisky in hand and a small card.

Blushing again, he set these down in front of Bruno's thick fluffy arms, and drooped his head down.

"I-I'd appreciate anything you give me, sir. Be it... Er... Rough, or something else." His lips quivered as he waited for a response.

Luckily, Bruno was already far ahead - tucking the card (which surely had the boy's number on it), into his pocket, then fixing the blushing teen with a caring gaze.

"You look like you need it, lad." He said, smirking again. Bruno knew that he looked handsome.

The rabbit looked up with a smirk on his lips, and gulped again.

"A cute boy like you needs a special daddy in their life."

He continued, making the bartender break into a wide smile.

"I hope to see you again soon, sir. Feeling hungry?"

Bruno considered it for a moment, but a rumbling in his stomach proved to be the answer he needed.

"Aye, I could do with some grub down me."

---After the meal---

Although the cute rabbit lad looked pretty tantalising for his dick, Bruno was getting a different kind of craving today. His mouth watered for something... It only took a hint of thought for the tiger to realise that he now has a craving for cock.

Being a top is all well and good, but there's only so many ways to dominate someone. As far as Bruno believed, he'd tried them all... All, but one. It was something that always made his prick hard while pulling up his favourite trucker porn: power bottoming.

The thought of being fucked by a manly trucker was something that every gay guy in the world would fantasise over; but to still remain in power, to be the one who whacks down the dominant's dick with his thick ass? Now that's what Bruno craved. It would be even better if the one who was fucking him was so masculine like himself...

Scouring his eyes across the bar, there were all sorts of men gathered here. There was one trait that they all shared: they were bearded. Some were more muscular than others, some less so. However, Bruno had no doubt in his mind that this pub is housing the manliest of men he'd seen in a while.

But to find the cream of the crop, that was something he'd have to do himself.

Through the intense feeling of needing to cum, Bruno could feel that his bladder was pretty full - so he headed to the nearest restroom, a couple of paces away from his stool.

His body caught a few attentive glimpses on the way there, which was something that Bruno always liked: attention.

But he wanted for today to be a little different.

After emptying his bladder by the urinal, he looked around to see that this bathroom was pretty grimy. Graffiti was written on the walls, and a thick musky smell hung in the room - akin to the smell in Bruno's truck, only less concentrated.

Cautiously opening one of the stalls, he spotted a glory hole. For the first time in a while, the tiger felt nervous. If he was going to try to be submissive, then he'd better start at this glory hole. He was incredibly horny - so that might've spurred his decision to do so.

Closing the stall door, he fell to his knees in front of the glory hole and his eyes searched for someone behind.

Luckily for him, there was. He could only make out brown fur, and a large belly. Judging from the shape of the belly and colour of the fur, Bruno assumed that the man in that stall was a bear.

He heard him walk over to the glory hole with a grunt and knock on Bruno's stall.

"Occupied?" The bear's voice sent shivers up his spine. It was gruff (like most truckers) but the cherry on top with the country-like accent. Bruno has a feeling he'd really love hearing this man grunt out to him.

The tiger tapped on the wall two times as to say that it was, but not in the way that any ordinary person would know.

Then, accompanied from a deep, silky chuckle from the bear behind the other stall - his belt was loudly unbuckled, with Bruno being able to see the jeans fall down to his ankles.

"Hope you're able to handle musk, pup. Name's Garoh, and you're my slave."

Already Bruno was content to grovelling on his feet for a taste of some of that country cock; his feeling of nervousness being replaced by anticipation.

The mention of the man being musky got his dick hard, causing him to release his now fully erect prick from that leathery jail - seeing the bear's cock slip into the glory hole in it's full... Well, glory.

Bruno gasped as he laid eyes onto that bear's cock.

It had to be around 8 inches long and it looked thick as hell! Precum beaded from that foreskin covered tip, and dripped down onto Bruno's nose. At the base, he could see tufts of black pubes poking out. If only Bruno could see those hefty balls with it...

"Hope it's not too much meat for 'ya, pup. I bet you can smell it too. Gods, I can't wait to feel your_tight,_ wet muzzle around my thick bear cock." Garoh's voice was silky smooth, yet just as baritone as Bruno's. He really wanted to hit home with just how horny he was.

Without refraining, Bruno parted his lips around that massive cockhead, feeling it smoothly slide into his wet mouth, and the shaft pouring into his tight constricting gullet.

Both men was the hardest they'd ever been. From feeling the throbs and convulsions of precum into his waiting mouth, that thick shaft pressed tightly and suckling between his manly lips, Bruno's equally thick tiger dick was leaking all over the floor.

He could hear the satisfied moans and deep grumbles of the bear behind the stall wall, and Bruno felt proud in that moment - to give such a manly man satisfying pleasure.

Garoh's own musk was filling the air, drowning out the moist smell of piss and stink in the bathroom.

With the cock still lodged between his pursed lips, Bruno inhaled air - taking in as much as that musk he could. He could feel it emanating from the bear's sweaty black pubes which tickled his nose and grew out like roots from the glory hole; the smell was like hay. That bright, refreshing smell of hay was mixed in with the smell of cum, piss and sweat coming from the man.

After several suckles, and drawn out tongue lapping (the tiger trucker made sure to trace his dexterous feline tongue over every vein), Bruno had to pull off for some air. With a meaty pop, which singled that fat cockhead leaving his mouth, Garoh's cock spurted back up in a straight line - the only difference now is that it was covered in saliva, that cockhead was pulled back to expose some slightly-smeggy residue, and it was visibly throbbing like never before; awaiting its hole.

An audible, deep sigh came from the bear which shook Bruno to the core. He hasn't even seen this man, yet everything about him he's experienced is so sexy to him. Was he born to be a bottom bitch for bears instead?

"That's one manly, rough muzzle - lad. How old are you?"

Nervousness washed over Bruno; he wasn't sure if the bear would like the answer.

Blushing for the first time in a while, Bruno meekly said: "I'm 52. It's my first time sucking cock."

The bear was silent for a bit, then his voice was genuine:

"Holy crap. You're the best first timer I've ever had. And your voice, fuck... You a manly man?"

Bruno swelled up with pride again, "Aye. No shortage of hair, and musk on me."

Garoh's voice cracked, "O-Oh, Jesus... Get back on my cock now."

Bruno wasted no time in following his bear master's command, going down on that cock like never before, suckling each and every crevice, vein, and feeling that thick shaft that was lodged right down his tight, warm, manly gullet throb. Bruno himself was close to cumming just from all these newfound sensations alone.

He loved hearing the man grunt and push his cock further into his succulent muzzle, the friction was amazing and it bulged his throat.

Those tight clenches rippling around the bear's cock was something that he hasn't experienced in a while - and he was just about ready to blow his fat load inside another man.

Garoh scratched his hairy belly and pressed as far in as he could go - leaving the tiger no choice but to throat that fat uncut meat.

"I'm ready to shoot, pup. To blow my load deep inside your slutty man throat...!"

Bruno was more than willing to receive this virile male's batter, and when he came, he swallowed down the icky substance like a drink. He could feel that tip thrum then expand deep in his throat, making him choke and gag wetly around the bear's cock. Meanwhile, the bear was madly thrusting - Bruno could hear that belly slapping against the wall numerous times.

"Fuck yes... I needed this! How does my seed taste, pup? Is it filling 'ya up to the brim? Unggh, take it!"

Bruno moaned around the cock, sending vibrations and jolts of pleasure through to the bear.

"Oh hell yes... I can tell that you love it!"

Bruno was overwhelmed by so much at once: from the fat cock choking him in the best possible way, to the rising scent of cum filling his nostrils.

In what seemed like an eternity, Garoh's orgasm had finally subsided when that flow of cum stopped shooting down the tiger trucker's throat and filling his stomach.

He pulled off the cock quickly, making it bounce up in the air and thud against the wall, post cum residue flicking everywhere and onto the tiger's blushing, bearded face. Bruno noticed how it was still completely hard and throbbing even after such a powerful orgasm!

The trucker was exasperated and inhaling batches of air while swallowing the rest of that cum down.

He could hear Garoh darkly chuckle behind the stall,

"You did really well for your first time, champ. Now come over here, hot stuff... I wanna see just how manly you really are."

The man paced over to the stall where Garoh was, and shoved the door open, his head still in a daze.

He could feel Garoh's eyes focus on him completely with his wet cock in hand, and gasped.

"Holy fuck... I was expecting something, but I didn't expect this." The bear sounded really surprised, and that boosted Bruno's ego.

The tiger's muzzle drooped down, his eyes lidded from of tiredness, his jaw aching. Cum was dripping down the floor from his used muzzle, and his own 8 inch uncut cock was throbbing madly upward and forming a pool of precum on the floor.

It wasn't until Bruno felt Garoh's warm hand on his cock, and his chin being raised by the bear's gruff hand, that he was returned to his senses.

Garoh looked like he was madly in love with him, his amber eyes tracing over every inch of that hairy, muscular and fluffy body of the tiger - all while he was stroking that cock.

Bruno whimpered in submission as his carnal desires overtook him, his penis leaking a fountain of pre into Garoh's clasped rough paw - each vigorous stroke sending him closer to the inevitable orgasm.

Then he felt a muzzle close around one of his nipples, followed by a hand tracing over his hairy pec. The sensation caused by this suckling sent Bruno over the edge, making Garoh's hand and furry belly into a mess of pent up cum - expelled all over him in short, thick spurts.

Garoh stroked that cock up and down while the tiger was cumming, getting it all in his hand before he popped off that mighty nipple and sucked the cum off his fingers wordlessly, heart racing in the heat of the moment.

Bruno had finally collected himself together then, eyes focusing on Garoh's cum glazed face:

"I want you to feel you. Now."

Muzzles interlocked seconds later; these two men were making out like mad, thick tongues intertwined and exploring every inch of each other's mouth. Beards and bodies rubbed together, causing amazing friction for the both of them while they worshipped each other.

Suddenly, Garoh hopped back and Bruno could feel his hot, breath on his face - his voice dipped like honey.

"Spend a night with me, pup?" He said, waving his still-hard cock around.

Bruno swallowed the lump in his throat.

"I'm going to bounce on that dick so hard."