Not a Nice Bear
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I hold no illusions of being a nice guy. A petite polar bear still means I'm almost 200kgs of solid meat and white fur with little to no gut and the only way a bear gets that kind of build is hard work. Lots and lots of hard work that leaves him with arms the size of boulders and legs the size of tree trunks. My ass fair overhangs the stool I sit on with how big it is but for all that I don't have a gut that hangs even while seated. Black tribal tattoo sleeves on my arms only add to the whole bad guy persona I have along with the various piercings that cover my body. My favourites being the bull ring through my nose and the PA in my dick. God I love seeing that last one plop in and out of a guy as I have my way with him.
Throat, ass, stretchy sheath, I don't care, so long as its a guy with some balls to tug on I don't give a shit. Which is why I'm in the bar tonight. My usual guys are all either busy or have had enough of my shit and I need some fresh meat. The few twinks that have come up and had a crack at hitting on me have struck out in quick order. Either too prissy or just the mention of casual sex turning them off. If casual ain't their thing, I'm not their bear.
Outcast that I am and the one night stand, casual sex fling sex god to boot I'm used to guys hitting on me or being to intimidated to do it. What I'm not used to having is another guy almost steal the show from me. That showstealer is a dyed up panther the size of one of my legs but he's more showy than I am. While my things to sit and let prey come to me, he has a way of stalking them through the shadows and then pouncing on them just as they're vulnerable with his purple highlights glinting under the dim bar lights. Unlike my approach, with how I rebuff guys and tell them to get lost, he's the one who walks away tail between his legs. Only with each one that tells him to get lost, or more likely to 'fuck off' his tail just sways all the more, that purple punk tip blurring as he swishes back to the bar.
What most guys don't see is the effort it takes to look like he and I do. It's easy to slap some gel in your fur, get it cut and neat, looking professional. What's not easy is putting in all the rings, taking them out, cleaning and polishing until you look just so, so. To look like the bad guy outcast. Now like I started, I'm not a good guy by a long shot but this panther just may be one. That's got me intrigued enough that when he walks by on his way back to the bar I join him.
Asked what I want by the waitress I make sure the panther can hear, "I'll take one of him to go," I say nodding at the pretty panther, "also another lager to get me home."
The waitress is used to guys like us as she rolls her eyes and starts pouring my drink. The panther on the other paw just scoffs as he rolls his own drink in its glass. "Big bear thinks he can handle the purple Panther does he? You sure you really want to take me home to go big boy? I won't take you laying down, if you think thats how this is gonna work puffy."
Puffy? You Little... "No roids here pretty Panther. 100% pure hard work and dedication just so little snot nosed runts like you can have a better time sucking down my thick bear cock while I bulge out that small throat of yours. Make something on you at least look a little sizeable."
"Well how about we go test that theory then meathead. I'm only in town for the weekend so you better make it good or you won't even be a distant memory for me." Growling I down my fifth lager for the night in two gulps before picking up that Kitty by the ass and walking out the door. Somehow though in all of that, him matching me insult for insult, and me escorting him by the ass I happen to feel like I'm the matching accessory on his arm and not the other way round.
By the time we're in my car, my fly's down with my balls hanging out as they receive the tongue bathing of a life time. That trademark rough feline tongue making me want to pull over and just fuck the feisty panthers brains out. Each time I'm just about to pull over and do just that, the memory of him calling me puffy works its way back up and I put my foot down on the gas again. No fucking way after being called 'puffy' am I just dumping my load down this kids throat. He's gonna pay for that one if nothing else.
Pulling into the garage I can't get that pretty panthers head off of my balls fast enough. "Inside now." I growl all deep like while he sits wiping drool off his chin, smirking just as if he were the one in control of everything. It may not be my growl that has him following me inside but right now him following me is all I care about as I fumble through unlocking the door and rushing the cat into my townhouse.
Barely through the door have I gotten him when we start making out and for the life of me I can't remember starting it. All in all I'm a big kisser. I know a lot of guys ain't because they think its 'too gay' but me I'm all in to it. Mixing tongues and saliva as we mash our muzzles together awkwardly. That parts never easy as muzzles weren't made for kissing but this kids just as into it as I am. Licking lips as we grope over each other, his paws grab my ass while mine hug his much leaner frame to mine. His back is remarkable through the shirt he's wearing and when it makes it up and over his head I get to feel that fur of his like its a whole new experience. Cats are always so particular about having their fur petted the right way but he just shoves into me grinding it all over and messing it all up. Through all that, the clinking of our nipple rings has me smiling into his muzzle as things start getting serious and my pants lose a button.
When those pants fall so to do my nuts, right into the panthers paw as his other one kneads my ass drawing me in tighter against him. He's got me so wrapped up in his muzzle and those paws that all I can do is grip into his fur all the tighter as he tugs on my tongue and my balls. Breathless and lust-fueled he asks the question I want answered in between nips on my lips. "Bedroom?" Nodding a that-way direction I pull him along leading him into my room and the unmade mess that it is. He doesn't give a shit though, as he drags me back over him and half my weight comes to rest on his chest as we continue to make out like wild horny teenagers.
With him now squirming under me I'm feeling back in control of everything until a firm squeeze on my balls has me whining into the panthers muzzle making me question that as I hold myself up. Given breathing room the cat slides down under me and starts breathing over my shaft, his heated breath causing me to writhe in anticipation of whats about to happen. It's been years since I've been this turned on by a makeout session and even longer since teasings gotten me this worked up.
"I expected these to be smaller puffy," He makes sure I know what 'these' are with a firm little tug on my balls. "Guess you really don't use. Makes this all the better for me."
Being called 'puffy' again dispels enough of the lust that fogs my head for me to look down and growl at the panther. Smirking he's looking straight back up at me as I lie here on all fours and he pushes that rough tongue of his out right where I can see it, right over my thick PA piercing as he swallows the tip of my cock. Like a spark to gasoline my lust explodes with the sensation of finally having that tongue on my junk tonight. It's already been way to long for me and now feeling that maw wrapped over my shaft, I just want to muzzlefuck that pretty panther until I shoot.
Intending just that, I press my hips down so my shaft will swell that tight throat I know to be so close right now. Only to jerk back up as my balls get held high up near my butt crack. Growling a little of my frustration out, I hump my tip into that maw as well as I can all while being held back by the horny little outcast. I can't complain though, with the way that tongue works its way back and forth over my knob, swiping at my piercing perfectly. All while suckling my pre out like its milk. I don't think having my shaft in his throat would feel any better than this so I let him have his fun as he gives me a blowjob I'll never forget.
"Fuck, pretty panther you should do this for a job. Urgghh!" I let myself growl down at him as I grind into that tongue of his. "You've got an awesome muzzle boy. Never had someone take me so fucking well. Uhh!" Whatever else I'd say gets lost as he lets me go and my tip stretches open the entrance to his throat. "Ohh Fuck Prettty!"
He's swallowing and sucking, all while still licking on my meat as it penetrates that tight oesophagus of his. Mind blown I just let him control me by the balls as he gradually drops them into his waiting gullet. My piercing scratches along the back of his neck as it goes down sending the greatest vibrations up my cock and when he starts purring I fair lose my mind. With his nose digging into my pubes I don't need to glance down to see how much of me he's taken which is damn near all of me so when I start bucking I expect the pressure to return to my balls. None comes which has me all the more worked up now as I start making love to his sweet purpley black muzzle. If I reached down right now I'd feel my piercing bulging out that pretty throat of his but on all fours like this, that's barely a passing thought as I do my best to gently hump into the panther.
Paws spread my ass cheeks and pull me down deeper, until he's swallowing every last bit of my cock like a whore. Better than a whore actually because he's purring like he loves it and each time I pull back he just grabs my cheeks digging in his claws and pulls me right back down. He must be part aquatic, the way he just keeps me down there without pause or he's just that talented. So when he pulls on my balls and lifts me up, I just follow along to his tune growling my pleasure out for him to bask in. "Pent up are ya big bear?"
"Hells' yes!" I growl over my shoulder as he shuffles out from between my legs.
That has him chuckling from behind me, which a small part of my brain recognizes but the rest is just riding the high right now. "Don't worry, I've got just the cure for needy bears like you. Consider it payment for that tasty treat you gave me." Then letting go of my nuts he does something I haven't had happen to me in years. He presses his tongue to my ass hole.
Claws digging into my cheeks to spread em and on all fours like this, I'm damn well exposed to him as he just dives right in. Tongue first against my furry rim and he drags it right across that tight quivering pink hole of flesh. Wet and rough, I go stiff as a board... in all ways as my back straightens and I growl back at him. Only for once it's not for the guy to stop.
I'm not one for having my ass played with. Yet I'm growling at this pretty panther to shove that tongue right into my crack and roughly lick away just like he's doing. And when that tongue slips past my tightly clenched rim, my whole top half gives way and I sink into the mattress.
Ass up and... there is no other word for it... Moaning, I grind back onto that naughty feline tongue as it makes out with my chaste polar bear ass. "Hmm, someone's certainly tight back here Puffy. That won't be a problem for long though. I'll make sure to get you right wet for what's coming."
Usually the thought of taking anything back there sends shivers of dread up my spine but with that tongue there, it's as if my fear went on vacation. Along with that fear, my whole dominant top bad bear vibe seems to have disappeared with it as I just moan back growl after growl at that pretty panther. Thin rough tongue flicking up and down in my ass, I recognize the shivering needy moan I let out as my dick throbs at having my prostate played with from doing it to countless guys. This would just be the first time I'm letting it out. No wonder guys beg for this kind of treatment.
Sloppy schmacks are all that I can hear over my own growling and the panthers purring until I hear both a 'pop' and a fly getting unzipped. "Knew you were gonna be a needy bitch puffy. Don't worry Dante's gonna make it all better for you with a fat load of kitty batter."
Even the cold drench of lube isn't enough to wake my mind up from the lust filled thoughts I'm having at being fucked by this panther, as he squirts it over my rear before rubbing it in. Behind me, the bed sinks as he gets right up behind me, positioning himself to enter and when that tip touches my ring I let out a slutty lust fueled moan. That's all the permission I'd need to go at a bitch in heat and he's no different to me in that regard.
Lube tracks its way through my fur as he rubs my ass, teasing me with those nasty feline barbs of his. "Just relax babe. It's all felt good up until now hasn't it? Trust me, this'll only make it a thousand times better for you." How many times have I said those same words to guys in my position? How many times have I believed those same words I used?
I believe those words less than ever now as my ass gets used as a pincushion. The slow spread of my ring over that barbed tip has me growling from the white hot sharp sting of pain as his hips press closer to mine. Shuddering and gasping, I cry into my sheets and just when I'm ready to push the bastard off his head slips in.
Eyes wide, back straight on all fours I go dead still at having something lodged up my ass right against that pleasure node. Odd. Odd is the only word to describe how I'm feeling then as the pains still radiating from my ring yet its stopped by the spread of my bowels. Not pleasure exactly but the sensation has me numb to the pain as every nerve focuses on whats happening in my rear end. Then the petting starts down my spine which should have me growling but I welcome it.
"That's it. Hard parts over now. Just got to wait it out now so the fun can really start puffy." With claws out he hugs around my waist coming right over me until his heads between my shoulders, all the while I try to get used to having a dick lodged inside my tailhole. Then his hips start pushing again and I see stars. Barbs grinding against my inner walls as that lubed up dick claims me and I don't want anything else ever again.
Small sharp thrusts churn my ass up into a pleasured frenzy all while my pretty panther pants into my ear. Those barbs of his scratching at my walls as his claws gouge tracks along my tensed stomach, all while my dick swings below me and when that paw of his touches it I want to shout at him to stop. It all just feels to good in that moment. Never in my life have I gotten worked up quite so fast but with all those things happening at once, I don't get a chance to scream for him to stop fucking my imaginably tight ass.
"Shit, shit, shit, shit. I'm... Ughhhh!" I don't even last two strokes of his paw before I'm blowing my load onto the sheet below me. The most powerful orgasm of my life and it took two feather light touches to my dick, to draw it out of me. That and an incredibly sexy purple panther fucking my ass.
"Spurt puffy. Spurt your, huff, spurt your load from getting fucked." The cats fucking my spasming ass right through my orgasm, each hit on my prostate extending it as he taunts me. "Knew, you knew you were a bitch didn't you big bear?" I didn't at all. I always believed I was a big top bear, but now with him balls deep in me, that's no longer the case.
At this point I couldn't protest it even if I had oxygen to do so. Slipping on the bed my dick lands right in the cooling pool of cum below me as I spurt my last shot. Utterly spent in my mind, my dicks not given a break to recover as that pretty panther tears his barbs back out along my prostate before shoving right back through my clenching ring. "Ah, stop please. I just unff, I just came. Please Sir. Ahh shit!" The sharp sting of a slap rings in my ears after his paw lands on my ass.
"Quiet big boy. Almost ,huff, done. Here. Trust me you'll feel better with a warm batch of kittens swimming in your ass." Fuck... I'm not sure of that one because right now I'd trade that orgasm I just had for him to just stop this. Past pleasure into that pain that comes from post-orgasmic oversensitivity, my cock, balls and ass all seem to have electricity running through them. And every time those barbs tug on my walls it just amps up. Again and again.
Hips slapping into my ass, I just want to curl up into a ball of shame as my dick sticks to the sheets in my cum. Eyes shut and fists clenched I ride it out as that pretty panther has his way with my ass. Faggot, breeder, tailraiser. I get called all that and more while he goes at me and I can't deny the renewed throbbing in my dick with each one I hear. He's right and just when I can take no more of his taunts, thats the moment he buries himself as deep as he can in my guts.
I know whats happening back there. Mentally anyway. I was prepared for that but physically and how those barbs latch themselves into my walls and tug. Pulsing and throbbing his length grows that tiniest bit inside me and I see fireworks all over again. The roaring in my ears is only a quarter my own as his overpowers all of me. The jet of cum that shoots into my bowels travels through every nerve of my ass, knocking at every cell on the way to my brain sending me into overdrive. Thrusting my ass back onto that dick, those latched barbs tear at my walls all over again, renewing the pretty panthers roars.
"Breeder bitch bear." He shouts while knocking me up with his kittens and I scream right back.
"Yes, yes. Fucking breed me. Shiittt!!!" All control is gone as I wet those sheets, while getting an all new cream filling of my own.
Way too soon for me he pulls out scooping fingers into my cum slick hole before shoving them between my lips to shut me up. "Shut it puffy and just suck these dry." Already bred and demeaned at having his cummy fingers shoved in my muzzle I haven't the will to protest.
"Don't take long though bear bitch." Looking over my shoulder questioningly at him I wonder if he has somewhere else to be. "Don't panic puffy. Like it or not, I just want to hear you moan when I start fucking your ass again in 30 seconds."
Horrified I almost spit his fingers out to protest. "Then if you're still hard after that puffy I'll let you fuck me. Hope you can keep up for the weekend big boy." Eyes wide, I can't change my tune fast enough as I start sucking. Fucking this pretty panther after this... Well I may sometimes be a good bitch, but at heart I'm still a bad guy. A real rough one too.
A bad guy can bottom too right?