Modern Romance
This was written as a trade for a friend of mine. Sebastien belongs to him while Ben is my own creation.
It was a cool crisp evening; clouds loomed overhead as they had down for the last few nights. It hadn't rained or snowed since the clouds had obscured the sky but the weatherman said it was only a matter of time. The fact it wasn't wet was relevant to the short skinny feline currently looking out of the window at the clouds. He wasn't entirely sure he trusted them to stay dry that evening since he was going out to a party. It wasn't that the cute feline was egotistical enough to believe that the weather would change upon his whim; it was just the idle thoughts of someone getting ready for a party.
The cat, who was begrudging called Sebastien but to his friends was merely En, dressed to make people desire him. He saw no shame in being lusted over; in fact he thought it was actually quite pleasant. The thing is he didn't dress up like most people who showed off flesh or stuffed their jocks or chose jeans that made their rumps the most appetising. He much preferred going for a look that was androgynous, neither truly female nor male.
So many people when they hear the term androgynous immediately think of a slightly feminine figure with little to no breasts, a pretty face with delicate features and hair that could be attractive on a guy or a girl. A look, in short, that bordered on transgender on both sides of the fence This cat didn't go for that look though. His clothes were chosen to accentuate the mystery. He had been blessed, or cursed as he sometimes thought, with a slim short body and delicate features. Instead he clothed himself in slightly baggy clothing, slightly less dressy. He had found it was far more effective in attracting the attention of the male's he sought.
Straight men.
There was just something about them that drove the cat wild. Maybe it was the conquest, knowing you've made someone desire you so badly they have crossed over a bridge they had never done before and, probably, never will again. Maybe it was the fact that straight guys had some idea of dating and didn't just want to rush straight onto the fucking .Maybe it was the fact it meant he completely avoid the bitchy gay guys who grated against his nerves and made him wince every time they lisped, had a limp paw or dropped a "darling" or "fabulous" into a story that wasn't needed. Maybe it was the fact the straight guys he went for were tall, chunky, hung and bearded, a type of guy he had never found plenty of in the gay realms but were so common outside of gay circles as to be unappreciated by women.
He wasn't searching out for a straight guy to bed tonight though. He didn't go that way. He had friends who had one night stands or bedfriends or friends with benefits and it just didn't resonate with him. Despite the fact that he desired other men he was quite the traditional romantic. But since today's day and age was lacking in knights on white horses and most gay men came across as minstrels on multicoloured zebra's he'd stick to the straight guys who seemed to still have the idea that dating is not merely a prelude to sex.
He chose a pair of jeans that were tight but then a long loose long sleeved dressy shirt which hung over his jeans down past his groin. A colourful keffiyah and a hooded sweatshirt finished the look as he posed in front of the mirror. Blue eyes gazed along his grey fur and bleached blond head fur, all messy in a non styled way but since it had a tendency to occasionally eat combs it would have to do. A dash of scent that was neither too musky nor too fruity and he was ready.
Meanwhile, across town, a polar bear, called Bartholomew by his grandparents Bart by his parents and Ben by his friends, went through his own process of getting ready. This started with a long hot shower that steamed up the bathroom and would infuriate the ex girlfriend he was currently living with. He wiped the steam off the mirror, yet another peeve to his ex, and the reflections of his brown eyes looked back. The uneven length of his facial fur wasn't enough to warrant clipping so he didn't. He sprayed deodorant under his pits, along his chest, and with a shrug that indicated he could get lucky, a quick spray across his underwear before pulling them on. He used to spray his junk but had had complaints about the taste. Jeans, t-shirt, jacket, thick socks, black boots and the polar bear was dressed and ready to turn up to his friend's party.
He didn't really know why he was bothering. He had slept with all the chicks in that social circle he was interested in and the person hosting the party had terrible taste in music. A quick check in the fridge for pre party drinks reminded him why he was going to the party, free booze. His ex coughed behind him and without turning he passed her back her multi vitamin juice. He could smell the fact she wanted sex but he honestly wasn't interested in her anymore.
It was hours later and the party was, for lack of a better adjective, jumping. A loud steady beat filled all the rooms on the ground floor of the house. The sound system almost created its own sorting field. All the music lovers who needed it loud, or those addicted to base, were in the lounge, right up against the speakers if possible. The usual anti-social types who got invites through pity, favours or tagging along were in the kitchen, the master bedroom had the host's closest friends in there though nothing other than sitting and chatting was happening on the bed, for now, and the dining room was a weird mish mash of people getting to know each other.
Both En and Ben are outside of this arrangement and are in the cold backyard, exiled because they were smokers. Well Ben was, En was just there because there was no one interesting inside and most of his friends who were at the party were smokers. As the night wore on people departed or shifted inside and several of the smoking groups got smaller and smaller until the only way to have a conversation was for the remnants to form one group, forcing the people to socialise with strangers.
Ben caught the cat's eye straight away. It was quite easy to spot him since he was the tallest person there, most likely the tallest at the party, a head taller than anyone else easily. He kept letting his eyes move over the polar bear but never settled there, trying not to let the large polar bear who could smash him into a pulp realise he was checking him out. Thick arms, broad chest, thick legs. Well if the bear followed the rule of as above so below then he was the ideal guy for the feline. Not that he was looking, nor that he thought he stood a chance.
Surprisingly En had also caught Ben's eye. At first it was because he was trying to work out if he recognised the cat. After he decided he didn't it was an honest effort to work out if he was a boy or a girl. If she was a girl she was kind of plain and flat, not curvy in the slightest but still attractive enough. If he was a boy well he was small in a kind of cute way. He sipped his beer as he looked at the messy hair, the cute eager face and wondered.
Ben had never been a homophobe. In high school people had assumed he was and got a shock and occasionally a fist when they relied on his support. This meant everyone assumed he was gay and resulted in a few more guys getting let down or a fist for those who wouldn't take no for an answer and let their hands stray too fur during a hug. Finally people realised that just maybe he could be alright with gay guys without actually being one himself. He still had gay friends, although he didn't think of it this way. And now with several beers in his system and a guy in front of him who wasn't like other gay guys he was starting to wonder.
This odd kind of foreplay where neither party acknowledged that the other was really there continued until it was just the two of them standing out there. Everyone else had left for the warmth of the house or their own reasons. There was no real option but for the two to talk to each other.
"Sure are the life of the party, Smokey" The short feline said while not looking at the bear, instead choosing some arbitrary point to look at. He pulled his arms around himself a little at the cold and glared at the sky as though doing so would indicate to whatever god was in charge of the weather that he was incredibly pissed at him and then continued "Whatcha still doing out here?"
The bear hid a grin at the felines attitude by taking a sip of his beer and then a pull from his cigarette and then replied. "Well I'm smoking. I'm not allowed inside. What about you though? You've been out here all night and haven't lit up once" As he finished speaking he droped his now finished cigarette to the ground and ground it under his heel.
"Maybe..." The cat replied and turned his eyes up, and quite a bit further up than he was used to, and tried to make eye contact with the behemoth before him. "I was waiting for someone to come to my rescue"
"Oh? I'm that boring that you need someone to come rescue you then?" The bear replied, half trying to lead the feline on and half wondering if he actually was bored and being quite blunt about it, not being the kind of bear to beat around the bush.
"No.. no.. you misunderstood" En replied as he felt his blushing a little from having to be so direct. He much preferred, in fact he enjoyed, using words like a river. Letting them weave and flow and make meaning without directly asking. "I'm out of cigarettes so my rescue would be..."
"Shit, shit. Sorry" the bear replied as he searched his pockets of his jeans and then his jacket and finally produced a slightly beaten looking box and a plastic lighter. He flipped it open and reveals he's down to only three cigarettes. "I thought you weren't a smoker 'cause you didn't ask anybody for one earlier"
The smaller cat reaches into to the proffered packet and took one of the cigarettes and holds it gently between his fingers, waiting for a light. The bear took one of his own cigarettes and closed the box, leaving one left for later, and shoved it back into his pocket. He started to talk again as he lit both the cigarettes "Must've been hell being out here surrounded by smokers without a fag to your name though."
A cold chill ran down the cats back at the word fag. So many negative connotations attached to it here in this place at this time. The town they were in had a very, very low population of gay guys, yet another reason En sought the company of straight guys. Was the bear unaware that fag was a derogative for gay? He couldn't be... Was he doing it as a test? Did he know the cat was gay and was trying to coax him into reacting so he could justify stomping his face into the ground?
The feline took all of the information and deduced two facts. First for the bear to be using that word he couldn't be gay and secondly to be using it so casually, without a knowing grin or a leer, he didn't know En was gay either.
"I think I expected to be the only smoker as I generally am. But in the depths of suburbia, what can you really expect but one smoker in a crowd of kids. You're not gonna make me smoke this by myself, are you?" En said as he lifted the cigarette to his lips and inhaled. On the exhale he decided to be fancy. He blew out and then breathed the smoke back in through his nose. The display was quite impressive and the bear looked on in interest. And then En coughed and ruined the effect slightly, he quickly covered for himself by pretending to clear his throat.
"Of course not" The bear replied and lit up his own. The bear didn't grandstand at all, just big deep puffs that made the tip flare brightly. "I'm not used to smoking alone honestly. I'm usually just part of the crowd. Heck some places I've been not smoking makes you the outcast." The bear finished his statement and then his beer and wandered over to the drink fridge and took out the last two cans of beer. He then came back and offered one to the now competently smoking feline who sook his head. The bear shrugged and cracked the first one open and started to drain the can.
En watched the bear drinking. Well technically it was drinking but it was more like just emptying the tin straight down his throat, his prominent adams apple bobbing as he swallowed. The can would have fit comfortably in En's hand, his slender fingers not able to connect around it. But the bears paw fully encased the metallic container, fingers overlapping slightly. The sight was quite distracting and he couldn't help but look at the slightly large belly and the bobbing throat. When he replied he did so hesitantly as he took in the view and his mind had other thoughts.
"Well.. I'm actually from San Francisco where uh.." The way his throat bobbed..."being a smoker is really no big deal and kinda all over the place but.." That bulge in his pants..."out here its kind of hard to find.." No, no, no, I'm not here to pick up some random guy! "other smokers..."
The bear finished his beer and screwed up the can and threw it towards the already overflowing bin and cracked open the next one, barely a pause between cans. This time he sipped it as he replied. "When I was in Europe it was all over the place. Less so these days but still kind of fashionable. I think I might have to quit though. Can't afford to keep buying them. Down to my last one and it's got to last me to my next pay day"
"Sorry about leaving you with just one then." En replied and then decided to go out on a limb and see if he could get to know the bear a bit better in a more private environment. He flattened his ears automatically due to his nerves and took a big breath before he said "I've actually got some at my place, but I never take them out. I don't live far from here..." He paused and monitored the bears mood and then continued on. "Hell I mean this party's winding down anyway and nobody cool showed up..." Still no interest, just a passive smile graced the bear's handsome rugged face "I've got more beer, too that I never drink. And actually, you can smoke in my apartment if you want. I kinda like the smell, weird as that may sound.." He slowly drifted off at the end, aware that he was rambling, sounding a little pathetic, and waited to see if the bear would take the hook,
"Eh, smoke 'em when you got 'em." The bear replied trying to make sure the small, increasingly cuter as the bear got increasingly drunker, feline didn't feel guilty about taking from his limited cigarettes. "Beer sounds good though. They're are all out here and it's kinda shitty too. Weak as piss"
The feline could tell the bear was wavering. Go home with a stranger or stay at a winding up party? He decided to try and tip the scales a little. "My beer's a lot stronger. Local made. Kinda nice I'm told, I don't drink too much" and then, like a cherry on top of the metaphorical sundae. "I... if you're with anyone here they can come by too. I've got sweet tunes, better than the crap they're playing here.."
The bear sighed at this reminder of the fact his ex had driven him here, the entire time either groping him or making lewd comments. Right now she was probably inside being reamed by the tiger she had been all but been pawing off while she chatted and showed off her, admittedly impressive, tits. "Not here with anyone, well not anyone important" The bear said and took a deep drag from his cigarette and then blew it out quickly as he came to a decision. "Yeah, sure. Let's do this. Lead the way"
The cat winced on the inside at the bear's attitude, the lack of excitement and the way he just seemed resigned to it. Still he had offered and been taken up on it. "Ok, it's not that far. Probably half the distance for you though big guy" And promptly turned and took off walking quickly. The bear drained the last of the beer in the can and, a little tipsily, followed the feline.
The two walked in silence at first, the streets well lit by the street lights and the roads empty this late at night. Eventually the dull throbs of the music back at the party faded as En lead Ben through the maze of suburban streets. Ben's slow steady walk kept him easily in line with the fast walking feline.
"Hey" Ben broke the silence first "You're not ditching anyone back the party or anything are you?"
"Nope, no smoking partners for me back there" En replied and then almost tripped over a break in the pavement he hadn't expected. Large paws gripped his shoulders and help right him without prompting and it took every ounce of effort En had to stop from just staying there in those warm paws. "Th..thanks" he managed to stutter out in reply.
"No worries." The bear said and then drunken logic spurred him on to continue "I can carry you if you want."
"I wouldn't trust you not to drop me" En replied after a silence that went on just a little too long. A silence in which En envisioned himself held against that large chest. It was all he could do not to start purring at the idea. He screwed up his eyes and shook his head slightly, hoping the bear wouldn't notice, I'm not hear to pick up he repeated in his head despite the fact that parts of his mind were mentally undressing the Polar Bear's large body.
"Naw. I'm good at lifting things. I used to be a labourer so pretty much I just shifted things here and there and made sure not to drop them. You can't be anywhere near as heavy as some of those things." The bear continued, somehow the walking that usually sobered him up was making him just that little bit drunker. "Your place much further?"
En stopped in his tracks and looked at the polar up and down and his face blushed under his fur. Compared to the feline he was just a mountain of white fur wrapped in crude fabric. "W..well. I don't want to be a bother, even if you are just showing off, mister macho man."
The feline turned around, his arms wide open, and faced the polar bear with a grin. "And tada! Worry no more, we are here!" En dramatically announced and jumped onto the stoop. He quickly grabbed his keys and unlocked the door and stood in the way baring it with his body. The bear could easily have walked straight past him and both of them were aware of it but the bear couldn't help but grin at how cute it was. "Now before you come in. You're not a rapist, murderer or robber are you?"
"Well" began the bear as he stepped in closer, making his height apparent to the cat, to seem a little intimidating "No one has ever said no before, I've never killed anyone and the only thing I'm planning on stealing is your beer. That good enough?"
"It'll do" En replied with a cheeky grin before he turned and walked into his house. Immediately he shivered and wrapped his arms around himself tighter "Ah, fuck fuck fuck FUCK! I should have left the heater on. It's fucking freezing in here!" He exclaimed as he turned and glared at the heater "And even IF I turn it on it won't be warm until morning"
"Slow heater huh?" The Ben said as he padded in after En, making sure to close the door and lock it again. "Well, you can borrow my jacket if you want. I'm a polar bear, we have thick coats just for this kind of weather."
The idle comment made En turn around and look at the bear with large eyes. He blinked a few times as he processed the offer and then walked slowly and deliberatly to the fridge and pulled out a few bottles of beer and placed them on the bench. Without warning the bear moved in behind him and reached over the top of him. En was barely able to keep his mouth shut, to keep a gasp in, as the bears chunky body was pressed against his back, one hand on his shoulder to balance and other past his head reaching for a beer.
"Mmmm... this stuff looks better" Ben said as he looked over the bottle and then popped the lid off with one of his claws and took a large swig of it. "Ohhh... tastes better too"
"Uh..." The cat turned to face the bear with words stuck in his throat. Technically there was nothing about wearing the bears jacket that felt wrong to him. In fact a lot of it would feel right. It wasn't like the bear was asking him to bed or anything, just a nice, if drunken, symbol of appreciation. It wasn't a signal to jump the bear or that the bear was interested. "Sure"
"Huh?" The beer replied as he finished another swig from the bottle, half of its contents now gone. He hadn't noticed a label on the side of the bottle cautioning of its higher strength and was quite enjoying the warmth spreading through his body. "Oh yeah, my jacket."
The large white bear shifted out of his jacket, his large body still pressed up against En's smaller frame which made the small cat shiver at the feel of that large form pressed against him. Then warm fabric dropped over his shoulders, the jacket a little heavy but comforting, and a masculine scent filled his nostrils. He shifted underneath the jacket and pulled his own jacket off and then followed it with his keffiyah, putting them both on the counter, before pulling the jacket tightly around him.
Ben just drunkenly smiled and took a step away and then almost stumbled as the true effects of the beer caught up with him. En quickly moved to grab the large bear, to help him balance, but he may as well have been an ant pulling an elephant for all the difference it made and with a thud Ben fell back to the ground with En on top of him.
En stayed still on top of the white behemoth, a large part of him loving the feel of Ben's warmth against him, the smell of cigarettes and beer almost acting like an aphrodisiac, while a much smaller part of him told him to get off and to try to get the bear up. Before he could follow through with the rational part of his brain a large heavy arm draped over him and the bear held the small cat against him.
"Mmmm... Yer poking me" The bear rumbled out which makes the small cats breath get caught in his throat in fear. In his experience most guys didn't like being poked with erections unless they are really drunk. En continued to hold his breath as he hoped the bear was just that right level of drunk, where erections were just as funny as fart jokes. Large fingers stroked along En's back through the thick fabric of the bears own jacket. En blushed and shook his head, denying the fact that a part of his anatomy was definitely prodding the bear's large belly. "'salright.... I got lots of gay friends. None as cute as you though"
En blushed brightly at the compliment despite the fact he knew it was all due to the beer. Give a guy enough beer and he'd say anything to get his rocks off. He reached behind him and took the bears hand, silently marvelling over how much bigger it was than his, and guided it off him and slowly, reluctantly, stood up. He then helped the bear up, wondering the entire time if a chair or a lamp might've been more help than his tiny body.
"C'mon big guy. You're drunk. Let's get you to bed." En said and slipped an arm around the polar bear's waist, not needing to lower his arm by much at all to do so. The bear stumbled but followed willingly down a corridor and then into a small bedroom. A bed that was more than large enough for the felines smaller frame was already made up for sleeping as the two tumbled in. He guided Ben to the bed and helped him lie down.
"Where're you goin'?" Ben said as En turned to leave.
"Not enough room for too with your big furry butt in there" He replied with a thin smile. In truth he probably could fit in there with the bear but it'd be a tight fit and result in more... poking. "I'll go sleep on the futon"
"No" Growled out Ben forcefully and his large hand grabbed En and pulled the slim furred cat back to the bed. En's feet scrabbled along the floor and he twisted and tugged his arm to try and get away but he may as well have fought the wind or the tides for all the good it did. In the space of dozen hectic heart beats he was on the bed lying down face to face with the big bear. Ben's arm was wrapped over him and it slowly pulled the no longer struggling feline closer until their bodies were touching.
"You'll get all cold out there" The bear explained in the clear tones of someone who is drunk and needs to stress just how important his idea is. "Plus, I'd feel bad for kicking you out of your own bed"
"I... I've got blankets." En said in a weak protest. His mind was split into two almost perfectly. One half was telling him to shut the fuck up and let the straight hottie snuggle up to him and if poking or groping occurred then so be it. The other half was stressing just as loudly that sleeping with a drunken straight guy has never been a good idea in the past and probably wouldn't be now. "And your jacket"
The bear's hands slid forward and lifted the jacket from En's body and then dropped it to the ground only for it to be replaced with the bed covers moment later. En felt a little purr grow in his chest as they wrapped around the both of them so carefully while pressing En even closer to the bear.
"Never met a guy as cute as you before" The bear said, his voice a whisper as though it was a secret from both himself and the softly breathing feline in his arms. "So small and fragile and cute... you're almost pretty like a girl in the right light you know?"
En shivered as the bears hands roamed across his back, massaging it and drawing him in closer and closer even as the feline shifted back away. "I... I'm not. And you! You're drunk. You don't know what you're saying"
"But I know what I want" the bear growled out deeply and before En could brace himself a large white muzzle was pressed against his own. Ben opened his lips and then used his tongue to press open En's who shivered and pressed his hands into the bears chest, finding the area soft and warm but far too bulky to push away with his slight strength. Despite himself, despite the situation he felt the familiar twitch in his groin as his cock started to stiffen again.
"Ah... no... you don't. you're just drunk and horny" En replied a little weakly as Ben slowly lifted his muzzle away, a broad smile like that of a little boy who just opened his Christmas presents to find everything he had wanted right there. En closed his mouth and could feel the taste of alcohol and cigarettes against his tongue, not usually pleasant but now they seemed far more pleasurable and alluring. Ben didn't reply at first, instead he shifted himself, his arms easily able to move the unprotesting but mostly unwilling feline.
The two ended up with the bear on all fours over the smaller feline, Ben's smile unchanged as he leaned all of his weight onto one arm and stroked his fingers along the cat's body which made En shiver, partially from being sensitive to his touch and partially just from how turned on he was despite knowing better. The polar bear's fingers moved down En's shivering stomach and undid the felines pants with little difficulty, often having done it to his girlfriends in the past, revealing rather feminine pink knickers which themselves concealed a modest bulge.
"This definitely isn't saying no" The bear growled out as he stroked a finger along the strained material. En gasped and couldn't help but grind his hips up, the finger feeling so large and so good, the view he had not helping him try to turn down the bear's advances.
"No to what?" En whimpered out as he felt the polar bear lower his muzzle down to his own but then suddenly it veered to his neck and give a soft kiss. His cock betrayed his need and pulsed out a spot of pre-seed that darkened the thin pink fabric as Ben continued to tease him. En shivered and felt a mewling moan build in his chest as Ben's fingers slipped under the waist band of his underwear and slowly started to pull them down.
"No to anything" Ben replied and then lowered himself down slowly until his bulky body pressed against the feline's slight frame. En's hands moved up and cautiously stroked along the bears broad back. He didn't want to sleep with Ben while he was drunk but making out was fine... right? Ben slowly pulled away from the kiss and gave a soft sigh and En felt something large between the bears legs pulse as it ground against him. "You kiss kinda like a girl... all tender and stuff. It's nice."
"Thanks... I guess?" En replied, feeling quite hot as the skin on his face flushed from the compliment. Ben just smiled and slowly rolled the two of them so they were side by side, the cat held tightly between the polar bears thighs as his large hands roamed down the grey cat's back.
"I've never done it with a guy before..." Ben said, his slur getting deeper, his deep voice even more of a turn on to En's ears. The bulge in his pants had become even more noticeable to En in the new position and the battle in his mind had become more and more heated, much like the effect the bear had on his crotch. "Loads of guys have wanted to. Like heaps. But I've always been happy with girls. 'til now..."
"I have a proposition" En said slowly and leaned in close to the bears round ear. "Tonight we sleep. Just sleep ok? And in the morning you can ah... do whatever you want to me. I'll be all yours big guy" En paused there and gave the large ear a soft lick to try and seal the deal. There was no two ways about it. This bear was hot but one night stands just weren't En's thing. In the morning he could probably persuade Ben to maybe go to the movies or woo him a little before they got to sex. If they got to sex.
"Want you now..." Ben replied and slid a paw down between the two and pushed the feline back just a little. The sharp noise of a zipper slowly being opened filled the room and after it stopped the bears hand fiddled around with his button and then tugged himself out of his now open fly. "Go on... I know you want it. You gay guys love big dicks right? All my girlfriends've said it's the biggest they've seen. I dated a mare once, she said I was bigger than her ex and he was a horse. She made these little soft whining noises when I got right in to the base... I get stared at in the showers all the time..."
En knew he shouldn't look down. Looking down would mean seeing if the bears boast was true or not. Heck even if it wasn't true he would still be looking at the cock attached to this sexy beast, big or small he'd want to be all over it. His mind was made up for him as the bear gripped his wrist and pulled it down right to his length, not fucking around at all with teasing the cat or himself.
En's eyes grew wide as he realised just how big this bear was, his paw couldn't wrap around it and as his hand moved on autopilot down to the base and back he tried to work out the length in his mind. To describe it's length En would have been forced to only say long as he had definitely seen longer, although his ex of a year ago hadn't been longer and he had been the biggest so far. But when it came to the girth adjectives completely failed him. He wrapped his paw around as far as he could but his fingers didn't come anywhere close to meeting. He had never seen anything as thick, even in his high school sex ed. Books talking about dragon anatomy. He felt the bear given out a sigh and thrust his hips forward which caused the thick cock head to mash against his exposed thigh as it did so.
Whatever resistance En might have had before was gone the moment he had felt Ben's cock. It wasn't that he was a size queen... well ok yes there was that. He definitely loved bigger than average cocks, and the girth on this thing was driving him wild. But it was the entire scenario, hot huge straight guy with a big dick wanting to fuck him? Even if it was cliché how could he resist now when the prize was in his paw so hard and needy?
"O...Ok..." En said softly, his eyes shut as he tried to seem reluctant so that any fallout in the morning would be minimised There was no reply so he tried again a little louder and waited, expecting the bear to pick him or roll him over and just pull off his knickers and have at it. The seconds he waited drifted on into a minute and then another and finally he had waited enough and looked up at Ben's face.
The bear had fallen into a drunken sleep, his cock rock hard and pushed out of his trousers and his free arm still wrapped around the cats body. En could almost swear a blue streak at the bear. Ben had worn down all of his resistances, shown him a cock that had made his mouth water, no matter how much trouble it might lead to in the morning, and then had the... the.. nerve to fall asleep!
En decided that enough was enough and tried to move, to head out the futon and hope Ben remembered nothing in the morning, but found himself stuck. The more he moved the tighter Ben's grip became, his second arm moving to join the first. En gave out a small pitiful mewl as an automatic response, it had woken other lovers before, but the bear was completely out of it.
"Still it could be worse" En thought to himself as he pressed up against the bear's warm chest. He was still able to move his legs and so he shifted them so the bear's length was between his thighs which elicited a deep groan and a soft thrust from the bear. "It might make things interesting in the morning" En thought to himself as he settled in, his eyes slipping shut "but... well... some things can't be helped." And within minutes the small feline was deep asleep in the embrace of the big bears embrace.
Ben woke up several hours later with the morning sun, as always, having found a slit in the curtains that not only illuminated the room but shun directly into his eyes. A minute later and the sun was obscured behind a cloud and Ben could see again. He licked his lips and opened and closed his jaw a few times, his tongue feeling like something unpleasant had happened to it and the rest of his mouth had thrown a wake for it while he slept. He went to stretch and noticed that something hot was in his arms, his view obscured by the way the blanket had fallen during the night.
He heard a soft sigh and felt something tighten around his cock and smiled in response. His mind put together the blanks in his memory like this. He went to the party, got drunk and must have impressed some chick and went home with her. Wild sex had happened, apparently so quickly he didn't even get a chance to get naked, and he had fallen asleep afterwards.
Another pulse of the thighs made his cock start to stiffen again. Ben, being a shower not a grower, could feel his entire length starting to stiffen and grow in girth from this, in his minds eye, stunningly beautiful woman's exertions. The fact that he didn't remember seeing any girls at the party he would rate above a seven was completely disregarded in favour of the much more attractive "I fucked a ten" theory. The idly musings of what they may have done last night made his cock stiffen to it's full, impressive, length quite quickly.
He slowly began to thrust back and forth and heard soft gasps from the beauty beneath the blankets. He'd had enough anticipation at this point and has decided to reveal who he went home with last night. A quick tug of the blanket exposed a grey furred feline face, the face smiling faintly. His eyes took in the face and then followed down the body where the distinct lack of breasts, even those small bulges the really flat chested girls he'd been with had, made his heart sink into his stomach. The presence of pink panties made it lift up a little until he noticed the bulging cock inside.
"What the fuck?" He growled out and grabbed En by the shoulder and gave him a hard shake and didn't stop until En's eyes were wide awake, the poor feline's heart beating so hard he feared it would burst from his chest. "Why the hell have you got my cock between your thighs?"
"Wha?" En replied sleepily, trying to put together the events of last night compared to the angry bear now in front of him.
"What was it huh? Bring home the drunk straight guy and get him to fuck you?" Ben growled out and threw off the covers. He then bought himself over the whimpering feline and pushed him down by the shoulders, his teeth showing as he snarled. "That's pretty fucking low!"
"No! No!" En cried out as he struggled and tried to move away, wanting to do anything to get some distance between himself and the furious bear on top of him. He looked up at the now hard brown eyes and tried to look as pitiful as possible. "How could a tiny guy like me convi..."
"Shut your mouth!" Interrupted the bear as a combination of somewhat still drunk thoughts, anger and horniness gave him the perfect idea for revenge. He formed a cruel grin as he released the struggling felines shoulders an instead gripped his arms as he moved his large form over En's prone body. He kneeled down over the feline so his rear rested on the felines chest while his weight was supported by his thighs as not to crush the little thing. His huge cock bobbed over the felines muzzle and En realised that the bears cock was larger than he had thought, the biggest he had seen in real life or anywhere else for that matter.
"Well you wanted some straight cock, now you're going to get all you can handle and then some" Ben growled out and pointed to the tip of his black length. His length bobbed up and down with the bears angry words as he continued. "You're going to suck me off. If you do a good job I'll just coat your muzzle and leave. If not I might have to see where else I can bury this thing"
"But.. but.." En started to try and explain what had happened last night but a hand moved under his head, the polar bears large white paw able to completely grab the back of the grey furred felines head, and pulled him up towards it.
"Start sucking or I swear I'll find somewhere else to shove this" Snarled out the bear as he slapped his length against the side of En's muzzle, the hard length spongy yet hard and weight enough to still leave a sting, a smudge of his pre seed on the cheek a mark of the bear's dominance.. He then lifted his hips and pressed his thick head against En's still closed muzzle and started pressing open the lips, strong muscles and his weight provided a serious force..
En whimpered and closed his eyes still trying to resist. He'd had rough partners before sure but it had all been pretend. He could have said a safe word or just cried out stop and his partner would have stopped. Now here he was, his jaw about to be pried about by the biggest dick he'd ever touched, attached to one of the sexiest guys he'd even been with and he had no way at all of controlling the situation and he was actually scared.
"Five... four... three..." Ben started to count down and his spare paw moved down behind him and stroked between En's thighs, letting him know exactly where the cock would be going if it didn't go into his muzzle. En whimpered and tried to move away again but the paw on the back of his head held him tight. The more he tried to turn to the side the harder it pulled him up against that monster cock. The scent of it was intense, masculine and thick just like en would have expected, and had sparked all kinds of conflicting feelings in En's mind.
"Two... one...." Ben continued, not doing the trick of slowing down to give more time or giving any indication he would go onto halves. He was going to get what he wanted, one way or the other, and wasn't going to fuck around. En suddenly realised this was definitely the real thing, that there was no way he could escape from this bear and quickly decided that coughing and spluttering around a huge cock would be better than not being able to walk for a week.
En slowly opened his muzzle, his lips parted first and the big black head mashed against his teeth. He then slowly opened his jaw while at the same time closing his eyes, unwillingly to see the bears cruel eyes that had been so sweet the night before. Before he could get his jaw open all the way the hand that had been stroking between his legs moved up and thick fingers, heck they were thicker than some cock's he had seen, forced his jaw open the rest of the way.
"There we go fag." Growled out the bear as he looked at the now spread open muzzle beneath him. Women always had problem going down on him due to his size but this cat's muzzle was just that little bit larger, a little bit roomier. He slowly guided his hips forward, making sure his head would fit in between En's white sharp teeth.
En just laid there, breathing through his nose, knowing better than to try and bite on the fingers holding his muzzle open. He felt the bear move but couldn't feel the cock in his muzzle, only a single hot drop of pre seed on his tongue. He felt his cheeks burning with tears as his cock bent in his panties, the tight material keeping him trapped and the bears weight over him preventing him from reaching down and adjusting himself.
"Damn, it fit!" Ben growled out as he slowly pulled his fingers back from holding En's muzzle open. "Now... If I feel teeth I'll make sure there won't be any problems when I put it back there next time" The polar bear threatened. He quickly pulled off his shirt and dropped it to the floor, revealing his chest. He had a layer of fat coating dense muscle, a good build for a bear, and nipples jutted out of his snow white fur to signify his arousal. He leaned down and used one hand to support himself, the entire bed bending down under his bulk, while the other still held En's muzzle up on his cock.
En slowly opened his eyes in response to what the bear said and was treated to a sight that made his cock twitch inside his panties. Thick black inches lead up from his muzzle to two large white hanging furry orbs and a solid but chunky white furred stomach. In any other scenario he'd be in heaven from the sight. He fought the urge to reach up and touch the bears stomach or balls or length and instead slowly closed his lips around the shaft, his eyes widening as his lips met warm flesh far earlier than he expected.
"That's it bitch" Ben growled out, using the same word's his ex had asked him to use when she liked him talking dirty. He eased his hips forward, a soft growl growing in the back of his throat as his large head pressed against the cat's tight throat. He took his time not out of concern for the cat but because he knew that with his size even a talented cock sucker would have trouble dealing with the girth and length he was packing and he didn't want En to choke. En gave out a pitiful mewl that was quickly silenced as the black cock head mashed against the back of his throat. The small cat swallowed and immediately regretted it as the head was pulled into his throat, without even meaning to he had started to deep throat that monster.
"God damn.. that's good kitty..." Ben moaned out as he felt the slender feline beneath him do something only two of his ex's had managed to do. Most girls, those who even tried to handle the monster with their mouths, just slobbered over the end with their tongue, but those two who had been willing to try deep throating had driven him wild. The large bear gave a deep growl and then pulled En's head up towards his crotch in a hard yank.
En cried out in panic and surprise as his jaw was stretched out even more around the thick black inches sliding down his throat. His eyes wateedr as his gag reflex triggersed his body trying to reject the over sized intruder but failed to do so rather epicly, the spasms of his throat actually making the bear even harder. En's small hands clawed at the polar bears rear to no effect, the big bear either in so much pleasure he doesn't notice them or not caring about the slight discomfort the cat could bring.
One hard thrust and the bear gives out a deep booming grunt of pleasure as for the first time in his life he sees lips wrapped around the very base of his cock and a small nose pressed into his thick pubic fur. En's eyes had completely teared up and his cheeks were damp from the excess ones dripping through his fur but worst of all, from the cat's perspective, the bears bulk on top of him meant he can't pull his cock out of the now far too tight panties that confined him.
"Fuck me..." The bear says as he starts to roll his hips back and forth and around, enjoying the tightness of the cat's throat like it was some kind of ultra tight vagina. The smallest movement he made sent waves of pleasure that no pussy or hand had ever produced before. The tightness and moistness and warmth and even, on a level he didn't actually understand, the fact that this is a dudes muzzle made his cock start to leak down the tight throat.
"Better than any of the girls I've fucked, and there have been a few" The bear growled out, his machismo showing as he slowed his hips down to a stop. He placed both paws on either side of the felines face and then pulled En's head down so only his bulbous, pre spurting, head remained between his lips. Before En could react and spit it out or pull away or even take another breath those same large strong paws pulled him right up to the base again. His eyes widened and body twitched as his throat was stretched out by the bear's girth in an instant. The bear growled out deeply, loving the sensation, and started to use En's head like a fleshlight, like the fleshlight he bought years ago and used until the flexible silicon gave way to his girth and ripped.
En just lay there and took it, not that he had much choice in the matter. He had tried using his paws to claw at the bear's large and firm ass to no avail. He had pushed the bears broad chest, soft stomach and wide thighs at some point or another to try and stop the bear's movements but was just no match for Ben's large build and strength. Instead he now concentrated on keeping his jaw as wide open as possible, his head as still as he could, so that the impossible cock could continue to ravish him as least painfully as possible.
Ben growled out as he worked his hips back into the equation, now fucking the poor cat's throat every way he can. His cock pulsed and continued to ooze out his thick, slippery pre, the throat not becoming any more slippery but the bear didn't care. As he pulled back it coated the cat's tongue which made En shiver softly at the taste, smoky, masculine and a little salty. Ben's scent was also thicker in the room now and with En's nose being thrust into his pubic fur again and again he couldn't help but take in the musky scent of an aroused dominant male.
Ben began to thrust his hips harder and faster while his paws held the now perfectly still cats head right where he needed it. He closed his eyes and fucked En's tight throat like he had all of his girlfriends, the thought of their moans as he entered them, the look in their eyes when he revealed his size, the way they all said it was too big until he got it in them and they begged for more... His cock swelled and pulsed and he gritted his teeth as he prepared to cum hard but... he just couldn't. No matter how hard he thrusted, how deep he went, how tightly the cat's muscles swallowed him, something was missing.
With a growl Ben pulled up until his length glistened and throbbed in the glare of the morning sun. En coughed and spluttered and took in great heaving breaths while he glared up at the bear. He had assumed, wrongly, that he had finished. He had felt the bear thrusting and the cock in his maw had pulsed like most of his few ex's had when they had finished. Sure there hadn't been the taste but with the cock so far down his throat he hadn't expected to taste anything. He slowly tried to sit up only for Ben to push him down again.
"You haven't finished yet" Ben's eyes locked onto the cat's and glared which made the little feline want to curl up and hide even more than before.
"Please.. stop..I didn't do anything. I swear!" En protested and then was slapped across the muzzle by the bears black cock. He whimpered and mewled pitifully as he felt the bear moving off him. He started to pull away, to try and get to the door and his phone and call for help but giant strong paws gripped him and pulled him back before he even reached the edge of the bed. He was lifted and flipped over easily by strong white furred arms and then pressed face first down into the bed, panting and whimpering as his brain quickly assumed where the bear was going.
"Please don't. It's too big, it won't fit" En pleaded quietly between soft sobs. He felt the bears warm hands on his hips. The polar bear gripped the thin elastic of his panties and then pulled them down hard and fast leaving the felines tight rear exposed.
"That's what she said" The bear mumbled, resorting to humour to distract himself from what he was about to do, and looked at the feline's ass. The cheeks were round and small and easily spread to reveal a puckered hole that showed no signs of having been used. He hesitated for a moment, wondering if he was actually going to do this. Not only was he basically raping someone but it was a guy. A throb of his prick made his decision for him though and he lowered himself down until black skin pressed against the felines puckered entrance.
"Stop! It's too big!" En cried out as he felt a familiar, but larger, warmth press against him. Moments later he cried out louder as heavy hips pushed forward, the thick glans lubed by his own spit and the bears pre. He had had boyfriends before, more than he could count on one hand, and a few of them had been rough and big but this was an entirely new experience. He thrust his head down into the covers and muffled a scream as the bear continued to force his hips down, ignoring En's bodies efforts to keep that far too big an intruder out.
Through brute force and time Ben groaned as finally his head disappeared inside the tight tail hole. He reached down and gripped the cats hips tightly as he started to press further. En's face screwed up in pain as thick black inches stretched him out in a way he'd only ever imagined. His hands clenched and his feet kicked uselessly as inch after inch of bear cock stretched him out and slid in. The pain was so intense that the feline was sure he was going to pass out when the bear stopped.
Ben growled and thrust his hips but got no further in, still more than half of his massive cock outside the cat's ass, though he had already filled the cat up more than at least one of his previous boyfriends had. He eased his hips up and then thrust them down as hard and as fast as he could, each thrust eliciting a pained scream, gasp or whimper from the feline, yet he only managed to bury another inch at most.
The bear pulled back a little and his eyes fell on the bedside drawers and he grinned. All guys had lube, especially gay guys! He reached over and pulled out the top draw and rummaged through pens, spare change, tickets and then finally found a small bottle of silicon lube. He popped the top and pulled his cock back out of the cat who gave a soft meow of relief, his hole squeezing down around a length that was no longer there. Feelings of loss and relief flooded his system as he looked back, seeing if the bear had finished.
Before anything else he pulled down his pants and underwear, letting them fall where he had dropped his shirt earlier, now only his boots and socks were still one. He then kneeled back behind the cat and one eager hand squirted the bottle along his length while the other massaged it's length. His eyes opened in amazement at how well the silicon lube worked compared to the normal water based stuff he had used. Soon the entire bottle was empty and his cock gleamed in the early morning light. Without any ceremony he held the base of his cock and aimed himself towards the cat's tight entrance and plunged in hard and fast.
En screamed out and his claws ripped the bed sheets as the bear plunged in, the momentum combined with the lubricant thrust his thickness in past where he had been before until only two inches remained outside of the strained hole. His lube stained hands gripped the cat's hips as best as he could and pulled while he thrust down with a deep brutal grunt. The pain for En was almost unbearable while the pleasure for Ben was something he would dream about for years after.
Millimetre after millimetre sunk in so slowly that if Ben hadn't of felt the still overly tight hole around his enormous rod slip down around him he would have sworn he wasn't getting any deeper. Finally, with a deep grunt, he realises he isn't getting any further and stops and looks down. The look of the cat's soft ass cheeks spread out and a red ring clamped around his rod, just a little blood visible at this angle, makes him growl as he pulls back and then thrusts down again, the tightness and heat driving him wild.
Usually the bear could last for a long time however this morning with the blow job, the shear tightness of the cat's rump and the entire situation he could feel his balls beginning to boil already. He pulls back to just before his head and then thrusts down again, giving out a deep grunt as he gets right in as far as he can. His hands move from the cats hips to either side of En's shoulders, letting the cat feel the weight not only being thrust into his ass but also through the strings of the mattress.
En's whimpered in pain and, surprisingly, just a little pleasure as the bear did exactly what he wanted. En's cock has stayed hard almost non stop, only when the bear was trying to force in the very base of his oversized cock had the pain been so overwhelming that he had started to go flaccid. He was and wasn't enjoying the sex, his mind in agony over whether he really should be allowed to enjoy any part of this, after all he was being raped. But the bears belly thrust against his back and the thick cock just ground his prostate without even needing to try, just like his most recent ex only even more intense with even less effort on the bear's behalf
Ben grunted out louder and louder with every thrust as he felt his balls pulling up and, in his minds eye, his cum filling the long tube of his cock. He lowered his body against the cat, his entire weight pressing the conflicted cat into the mattress even more. Unknown to the bear this extra weight, the extra pressure on his prostate and his scent overwhelmed En and his cock flexed beneath him, shooting a small load of his seed against the sheets.
The bears hips started getting faster and faster, only the last few inches of his cock now moving, and his mouth bit down on the cat's shoulder. From an outsiders view it would almost look like the bear was violently fucking the mattress, the bears body covering En's as he hammered his hips with force and fury. En didn't even react, he was still shell shocked that his body could have cum to this. The pain from his ass being pounded so hard meant a bite on his shoulder was nothing. While En tried to come to terms with what had happened Ben's breathing became faster and faster until with a grunt he came.
His cock swelled within the tight confines of En's rear to the point where if there hadn't been blood before it was a certainty now. His hips thrust again and again while his tip shot thick wads of bear cum into the cats hole. Ben gave a grunt and let go of En's neck and slowly pulled himself up, his cock still spewing it's tremendous load inside the cat's now overflowing hole. He couldn't help but look as a little of his seed was forced out around his cock, the sight disturbingly hot. He drew his hips back slowly until only his head remained and then pulled out fully, En's hole still wide as the bear collapsed back onto his ass. One last spurt of cum, due to the tightness of the ring as he exited, splattered along En's back accompanied by a deep grunt
Ben sat there for a minute panting while En did the same, movement no longer an option for the poor cat. With the same realisation that comes to a drunk hit and run driver the next morning it dawned on the large bear what he had actually done to En. He didn't actually know for sure that En had done anything after all... and even if he had that didn't excuse this.
His heart dropped down into his stomach as the cat slowly rolled onto his side and he saw the tears on his cheek and the look in his eyes. There wasn't wasn't hatred there, just confusion and pain.
Ben knew he couldn't just apologise, you could never apologise for something like this. No words could convey how he felt now nor would it make the feline feel any better most likely. He silently stood up and put on his clothes but when he came to his jacket he hesitated and then put it over En's prone form and walked out.
En gave one last gasp, one of pain and despair and even, though he knew it was weird, loss and let more tears flow. He pulled the jacket tightly around him and then cried himself to sleep while the warm sun's glow filled up the room, seemingly oblivious to the acts it had just witnessed.