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The fly screen door slammed shut and Barry looked up to see his son quickly walking through the lounge room to the kitchen. It wasn't odd that his son was back early from his mate's place, the nineteen-year-old young bear kept his own hours when he was home from university and his single dad was fine with that. He made sure to keep his shorts on just in case as he preferred to just hang out in the nude these days with it usually being only him in the house. The fact he had just walked right through the room without even a hello, however, was odd for his usually friendly and well-mannered son.

The fifty something year-old ginger-haired brown grizzly bear, grey creeping to the edges of his temples and patches of his impressive red beard, eased himself up out of his seat and flicked the TV off with the remote, deciding to get to the bottom of this. He walked into the kitchen to find his son with his head in the fridge. Barry didn't walk any further because he could see the younger boy's broad body was shaking holding back sobs and tears. He tried to remember if his son was dating anyone at the moment, but he couldn't think of anyone he'd been introduced to. So it wasn't heartbreak.

"You alright kiddo?" He asked softly.

"I fucked up dad. I fucked up so bad... " He heard his son's voice reply. His son had a similar voice to Barry's own, deep and soothing unless it was shouting, though the younger men was clearer and more lyrical than his father's, partially age and partially his mum's genetic influence.

"Unless you murdered someone, I doubt there isn't anything I can't help you with," Barry replied, sitting down at the bench top in the middle of the kitchen, crossing his arms underneath him. "Grab what you want and then tell me all about it."

The younger bear nodded and pulled out a packet of chocolate biscuits and a bottle of soft drink. Without getting a cup he took a big swig of it then turned, sat down at the bench next to his dad and slumped over.

"I went out with my friends tonight; we had a couple of drinks and then played some cards. I had a pretty good run of cards too," The younger bear began, not looking his father in the eyes. "I was doing really well. I didn't think I could lose. Then they upped the ante and I just kept going along with it... And... And..."

Barry put his hand on his son's shoulder and rubbed it gently. "How much, Sean?"

"Almost two grand, everything I saved up from working this summer. The car money..." Dean replied and then slumped against the counter again. "I know, I know, I should have known better, this'll teach me, get yelling..."

"Nope, no yelling for you. I think you got played tonight. Was it just your friends there?" Barry replied after a few minutes thinking. He knew his son wasn't the impulsive type and his friends were all pretty good guys too, them taking that much money from him was unusual. His son having the money with him was a bit worrying, but this wasn't the time for that conversation.

"To start with yeah, but uh... Some friends of a friend joined us later. A big muscley bull who looked a few years older than me, with a nose ring and some tattoos. They were those tribal ones all over his arm. He seemed to be kind of in charge. He had a few friends with him, and I played against them." Sean replied, straightening up and looking at his dad in puzzlement. "You think they cheated?"

"Maybe not cheated but arranged things so you'd feel so confident enough that you'd put up more cash than you normally would. Or had signals to each other when to fold and raise and such. I know guys like them..." The older bear said absently, his mind ticking things over. In the past he'd been a guy like that, but only for gas money or when he was dead broke, not to cheat some teenager out of his entire savings. He had enough in the bank he could give to his son easily, but the ordeal had left a sour taste in his mouth. It had been a while since his card sharp days in college but...

"They're at Jimmy's place, right? The chubby boar who's dating that Albus at the grocery store?" The father asked as he got up and grabbed his wallet and keys.

"Yeah, his parents are away so it's just them. Wh.. What are you planning?" Sean replied watching as his dad stood up to leave the room. There was something about the way the older bear was standing, a confidence that Sean had only seen when his dad was confronting him about a rule he'd broken or standing up for him at school when he'd gotten blamed for something but hadn't been involved at all.

"Best you don't know until it's over. You just stay here and unwind. Order some pizza, watch a movie, invite a girl over." His father called out from his bedroom as he got out of his comfortable around-the-house sweat pants and into a black singlet that showed off his muscular arms and firm but still quite large belly. A pair of jeans and some thongs completed the casual "dad" look. He left the house without another word, stepping out into the hot summer's night. Firstly, heading to an ATM to grab some cash before heading over to Jimmy's.

* * *

"Mr Henders!" Jimmy exclaimed, the blond chubby young boar jumping up from the couch and zipping up his pants rapidly from where a blushing, busy otter had had her hand seconds before. "C... Can I help you?"

In two steps Barry had covered the distance between them and had grabbed the shorter male by the blue patterned shirt and drawn him in close. Jimmy had never seen this side of the tale bear before, even when they had annoyed him, he had just raised his voice slightly and that was enough. When you're nearing seven feet tall and built like a fridge you don't have to do anything be scary. Now though with the dad's face showing absolute anger and his teeth bared Jimmy knew not to fuck around.

"You friends with the bastard who cheated my son out of two grand?" Barry asked in a low, menacing voice, almost a snarl.

"N... n... no, sir." The unfortunate boar replied, the last remnant of the erection his girlfriend had been working on disappearing.

"Then why is he at your party?" Barry growled out.

"I... I... He..." Jimmy stuttered only for his girlfriend to rescue him.

"He just showed up and asked to join us. We got the feeling it would be more trouble to try and kick him out, all he wanted to do was play poker anyway." The young otter said from her spot on the couch.

"You think my sons the only one he's cheated tonight?" Barry said, dropping the chubby boar and shaking his head. "Next time some guy you don't know wants in on one of your parties you call me. Now, where is he? I have some money to win back."

Barry pointed through to the back of the house and muttered something about the games room.

Without a thank you or even an acknowledgement the older bear walked towards the room. The party was winding down, teenagers and early twenty-year-old's were either slowly dancing, making out or passed out in the living room as he walked through. Some of them he recognised as friends of his son, some were strangers. He'd been to wilder parties than this at his son's age though. Just meant he'd done a good job raising his boy though.

The games room had five men sitting around a table, none of them looking like they fit in at this party. Where everyone else were wearing ordinary clothes they were all wearing some type of leather, a jacket here, some pants there, a vest in one case. It was almost hilariously stereotypical. Most had a piercing too. Eyebrow, nipple or nose. It didn't take a genius to work out which one was the one who was in charge. He was the biggest guy there, dark brown fur, cut close around the jaw almost like stuble. He wore a leather vest with no shirt underneath showing off an impressive chest with a patch of black right in the centre. His left arm had the tribal tattoos his son had talked about. He was a big guy no doubt, even sitting down he made an impression. Barry figured he was taller, and heavier, but didn't have the muscle this guy had. He was built, hard muscle contrasting the dad's softer, more comfortable strong build. In a fight the older bear wouldn't have an edge, not that he wanted it to come to a fight. He hid a grin, there was a reason why none of his friends ever wanted to play anything more than penny games against him.

"Who let the senior citizen in?" The leader said with a laugh, a few of the others at the table, a hyena on one side and a wolf on the other, joined in a second later, their tones forced. Barry let his internal grin widen, if the others were just hanger ons and not actual friends this would go much smoother.

The bear bit his tongue on some response that would aggravate the man. He didn't need the guy flying off the handle just yet. No, Barry needed him to think that he didn't know what he was doing.

"I'm not interrupting, am I? I'm friends with Jimmy's parents and I heard there was a card game back here and thought I might wager a few hands. Just got a bonus at the work site and want to get some more. You know, take the old lady out for a good time."

The leader of the gang looked Barry up and down, taking in the singlet and thongs, coming to an assessment as to how much he was worth. Barry also noticed that the other man's eyes paused over his crotch for an extra second or two before continuing back up. Interesting...

"Games too rich for you Grandpa," the bull replied with a snort.

"Yeah, go to the penny machines at in the casino!" one of the offsiders barked out while the other one snickered.

Barry didn't say anything, instead he pulled out his wallet and opened it up. Slowly he pulled several fifty-dollar notes from it and made a show of counting them up.

"You boys must be rich, more than five hundred a hand? That'd far too high for my blood. You all have a good evening now... " The bear said and started to put his wallet away when the gang leader interrupted.

"Fifty buck ante." He said with a grin. And just like that Barry's trap was sprung.

"I uh... I think that's enough for me!" One of the guy's, a deer, exclaimed and quickly grabbed what was left of his change and vanished. Barry sat down in his vacant spot and put his money down on the table in front of him.

"It has been a while since I played, and we played draw poker, not this Texas hold 'em stuff." Barry said, with just the slightest grin as he looked over the other men at the table. "Please tell me if I do anything wrong."

* * *

Leo was sweating. It had been two hours and now he and the old bear who'd joined out of nowhere were the only ones left in the game, the others having given up against the large, burly monster of a bloke. He looked at the bear again but got no clue as to what the infuriating bloke was thinking. He looked down at his cards, at those in the middle, at what the bear could be holding given the last hand.

He was down five grand now, he didn't know how either. He kept winning and winning and winning and then suddenly the bear would bluff after never doing so for three hands or would have good cards after he'd bluffed so obviously. He'd been watching the bear's face, his full beard that he kept rubbing as his tell and then suddenly he wouldn't be bluffing, or he'd bluff and not rub that beard. And those green eyes that looked straight through him and saw when he was bluffing.

"Call," Leo grumbled and showed his own hand, two sets of pairs, 3's and 5's.

"Read 'em, " Barry replied, dropping down a straight that used the same 3 and 5 in the middle.

" Fuck... FUCK!" Leo snarled and slammed his hands on the table. That last hand had been everything. The last of his money and even his car keys. He had been so sure he could beat the bastard of a bear.

"You all out then, boy?" Barry said with a satisfied grin. Next to him were a couple of shot glasses and an empty beer. As the night had gone on, he'd grown more confident he'd let himself have a drink or two. He'd have loved a cigar as well, but his doctor had convinced him to give those up. Vaping just didn't have the same appeal. He was now pleasantly tipsy, nowhere near drunk but just loose enough to come up with one last idea to humiliate the younger man.

"You want your car back, boy?" Barry said with an evil grin, pushing the keys into the middle of the table.

"Of course, I fuckin' do, but I don't have anything else to bet. I'm out." Leo growled back, angry at the taunting older bear and that damned grin of his. He'd never lost so badly before. It was humiliating, somehow the grizzly bear had known about all of his tricks; he tilted his cards so no one could see, worked out the special nods and winks he had for the others and had dropped the cards in beer so the cards with the marked corners had to be traded out.

"Well how about this. One last hand for the car. You win, you get your car back." Barry said.

Leo raised an eyebrow and snorted, his nose ring glistening as he moved. "Sounds good for me, but what about you? What do you get out of it?"

"If I win, we go to the guest bedroom and you suck my dick." Barry said calmly as though he was discussing the weather.

"I'm not gay!" Leo roared out.

He was gay though. He was as queer as a three-dollar bill printed on pink paper with rainbow security seals. But no one could know the tough guy liked taking it up the butt, that he enjoyed smoking pole or that he moaned like a bitch in heat when a cock was stretching him open. Besides, even if everyone knew, there is no way he would suck that bear's dick. Even if he was kind of handsome...

"I don't know about that but a blowjob for a car is a pretty good deal, gay or straight." Barry said with a wink.

The older male was right, straight or gay a blowjob in exchange for a car was a good deal. A car he'd spent so long fixing up and customising. Sweat and tears went into that thing. What was a little head against that? It's not like there wasn't a chance he could win either. Still...

"Fine, I'll make it even better for you," The bear's face broke into a bigger grin. "If you win you get the car. If I win you suck my cock and you get the car. You win either way."

"Fine, you got yourself a deal." Leo said and grabbed the deck, shuffled it and dealt out the cards to himself and his opponent and then the cards in the centre. With no raising, no bets at all he put out all four cards at once. His eyes almost bulged out when he realised his luck, a full house, Aces over fives. That was a good fucking hand! He dropped his two cards and reached over for the keys only for the bear to stop him and shake his head.

"Too fast, kiddo. Look what we have here." Barry dropped his own cards and Leo's eyes widened as he saw an almost mirror of his own hand, but instead of fives were eights, just like in the middle. A full house, aces over eights.

"But... but... You must have cheated! How... how..." Leo stammered and blinked. Then he looked up at the bear and realised exactly what it meant.

"I'll meet you up there," Barry said, grabbing the keys and standing up, his trousers already bulging. "The room with the green door. I'll be waiting."

* * *

Barry wasn't entirely sure why he had made the bet for a blowjob. Sure, the young bull was actually kind of attractive and the way his cheeks had been getting redder and redder as the game went on. He'd checked him out too, quite a bulge in the other man's trousers if it wasn't just a trick of the light or the way the fabric folded. Plus, the muscled bull had been checking him out the entire evening when he thought no one else was looking. Still, young twenty something muscle bound chard sharps were not exactly his type. He liked guys closer to his own age, guys with experience. And also, guys who didn't cheat people out of two grand. On the other hand, it had been a while since he'd had a mouth wrapped around his dick and his pappa bear instincts told him to get revenge for what happened to his son. Might teach this punk a lesson.

He slipped off his jeans, jocks and singlet and laid down on the guest bed with one leg raised up and the other nice and flat, giving anyone who might walk in a great view of his uncut cock jutting out next to his hairy legs. His shoulders rested against the headboard so he could look down at the young bull as he sucked his dick. A smile split his thick beard as he imagined those rugged features bobbing up and down on his length, eyes watering as he gagged. He flicked his phone onto photo mode just in case the opportunity presented itself and put it on the shelf next to the bed. The bear's cock, not yet fully hard but getting there, was easily eight inches long. Its darker length hung heavily between his brown furred thighs. He was a shower, not a grower and got eyes staring at him in the gym showers all the time. A think, lengthy foreskin covered the head even as he got hard. Plenty of guys and a few girls had loved toying with its length, quite different to other guys whose foreskin pulled back the moment they got half hard or those guys who didn't even have one. His large brown furred balls hung below his heavy shaft, the orbs inside already churning over the idea of what was to come.

The door creaked open and the younger bull walked in, stopped and stared. The look on his face was priceless, changing from calculated indifference to pure unrestrained awe in a split second. Barry wrapped his fingers around the base of his shaft and slowly stroked his meat, working the thick foreskin back and forth to reveal a crimson red glans underneath. Back and forth he slid the thick skin in a nice slow steady tempo, watching Leo's eyes widen and lock on to his girthy member.

"Close the door, take off your clothes and get to it, kid," The bear growled with a confident grin.

"You didn't say anything about me getting naked," Leo said, obstinate to the last. His cock was already thickening and straining against his jeans at the sight of the monster the bear possessed and his pants were already too tight. He wanted to bury his face on that cock, worship those balls, even let his hands work over that tight, chubby, hairy belly. The guys he usually slept with were twinkish guys but something about this bear got his engine running. He closed the door behind him and flicked the lock shut.

"Never thought a big stud like you had anything to be ashamed of." Barry replied coolly. He'd been a guy like that before and knew exactly how fragile his ego would be. He was honestly enjoying himself just a bit too much and his dick jumped "I guess after seeing what a real man has you don't want to be shown up."

"I've got more than what you're packing!" Leo roared out and in anger he pulled off his singlet, revealing a well-defined chest covered in brown fur and a black patch in the centre that lead down to his pants over rippling abs. His left nipple was pierced with a small gold ring that stood out from the thick chest ruff. Then off came his pants, revealing that the bull went around commando. The bear noticed that Leo was indeed correct, he had nothing to be ashamed of. He was longer, thicker, and harder than he was, a rarity for the bear who had been around the block a few times. The long, thick shaft curved upwards slightly despite its obscene size, the circumcised head far thicker than an already girthy shaft.

"Very impressive, but if you're not gay... whys it so hard?" Barry said.

"Just shut up, let's get this over with." The bull said and he climbed onto the bed on all fours. Barry watched in pleasure as the big, sexy bull whose name, he suddenly realised, he didn't even know crawled up towards him. A rough, strong hand wrapped around the base of his shaft, the large fingers wrapping around a cock they could barely contain, and stroked it in a way that showed it had handled more than his own cock before. The younger man's head started to lower only for Barry's hand to push it back up again.

"What the fuck now, old man?" Leo growled, angry at being denied his prize. No, his chance to get this over and done with. He wasn't going to enjoy this, no matter how nice a cock the handsome old bear had.

"What's your name?" The dad asked.

The bull snickered as he realised, they hadn't swapped names yet. He was about to suck off a guy who's name he didn't even know. Again.

"It's Leo, you?"

"Barry."

"Any more fucking questions or can I get this over with?" Leo snorted out.

"You go for gold, champ," Barry replied, adding another kiddy nickname to the end as he loved the way the burly bull gritted his teeth, and his nostrils flared every time.

Leo just ignored the nick name as best he could as he lowered his head back down to the bear's impressive member. His was bigger, but then he was bigger than anyone he had ever slept with, and it just made problems; it didn't fit, it made them gag, guys hand's got sore trying to jerk him off. He'd become a bottom out of desperation really. Not that he minded most of the time. The feeling of a guy's dick slide into him just felt so... right. Would this old guy's be the same? He'd never been with someone so much older than him before, and the confidence was doing things for him. This was the biggest cock the muscular bull had seen in real life. Only one way to find out. He opened his mouth wide and took the exposed head into his mouth and ran his tongue along it.

Barry let out a low gasp of pleasure at the warm organ trailing all over his head. It was so pleasurably it was almost painful. He shuddered as the tongue kept on exploring the ridges, the slit, under the foreskin. God's, this bull was no stranger to sucking cock that was for sure. Just when he was sure he couldn't handle any more Leo's mouth descended. Barry watched as inch after inch of his meaty dick disappeared from sight into wide spread lips until the golden nose ring pushed into his pubes. He let his hand come down and rest on the back of Leo's head and pushed the bull right down. The sight of the bulls ruggedly handsome face buried deep into his pubic fur made the bear groan even louder.

"That's it, boy, right nice and deep. Can tell this isn't your first." The bear growled out as he felt the tattooed bull grunt around his meat. Grunt but not gag. He was honestly impressed at how well he was handling his size. Most of the guy's he slept with worked at the tip like a lolly pop and maybe took half the shaft before gagging, and topping was a slow process of stretching out with plenty of breaks. But Leo here had slid down his dick like a warm cock into butter. The bull reached up to push away the hand only to have his hand brushed away.

"Nope, you're not in control here Leo. You're here to suck this old bear's dick. Now get to sucking." Barry's voice was deeper that before to Leo's ear. With a feigned reluctance he started to move his head up and down the thick shaft, feeling it pulse and swell between his lips. The way it filled his well-practiced throat made his own thick rod pulse and a drop of pre oozed forth onto the bed. He prayed that the old bastard didn't notice how hard this was getting him, how much he wanted this load. He was just doing this for the car after all.

Long minutes went by as Barry watched the younger male service his rock-solid rod. Anytime Leo started to slow he would pull the bull right back down to the base and hold him down there for a few seconds. It seemed Leo liked it as when he let his hand move away the muscled bull would start slurping again with a passion. The way Leo's throat felt around his dick, the ease that the bull managed to just inhale his meaty inches... Barry tweaked his nipples and groaned and deeply losing himself to the pleasure entirely. A few more minutes of this and he'd be shooting his thick load down that throat. Unless...

Leo's cheeks were flushed and his dick was leaking like a faucet. Despite what he was telling himself, despite claiming it was just to get his car back, despite the fact that the beast was a bastard who had cost him so much money he was enjoying himself. He was loving the way that thick cock felt in his mouth, in his throat. The hand's that kept pushing him back down deep when he pulled back to the tip. The sight of that big, furry belly bouncing and shuddering as he made Barry groan. He reached down and gently rubbed the underside of his length. Would the guy just hurry up and cum already?

"As good as you are, kiddo, I've only cum from head once in my life." Barry claimed. "So unless you want to be at it for the next hour, how about you bend over the bed and let me give my load that way?" Barry said with a grin on his face. He could see the younger bull stroking himself as he sucked his thick cock. It was easier to read his body language here than it had been at the table. This wasn't even a gamble, the denial was just foreplay. He quite enjoyed rough sex but this was on an entirely new level, this bull loathing him and yet so addicted to his dick.

With a slurp, Leo pulled up off the meaty cock letting it slap back onto the round belly with a thump. "No way, the bet was for a blowjob. Blowjob for the car, that's the only reason why..."

"Boy, you sucked at lying at the table and right now you have a dick a horse would be proud of leaking away all over the bed from sucking my dick. If that's not a tell I don't know what is. You're getting your car. Here." Barry reached down to the ground and fished the younger man's keys out of his pocket and dropped them on the bed. "All yours. But I bet you don't want to leave. You want to bend over this bed and let this old bear make you holler. You want that oversized dick of yours to spooge all over my friend's nice clean sheets. You want to walk out of here with my cum dripping out of your rump."

Leo's cheeks burned as the old bear stared him down. He'd never been so accurately read before. He'd hooked up with plenty of guys online, had plenty of them plough him. He was usually the one in control though, he picked service tops, guys who just wanted to please him. But none had been so accurate at working out exactly what he wanted. He bit his lip and didn't say anything. Instead he just flipped himself over the side of the bed, his well-toned ass presented ready for the bearish dad man. His oversized cock pressed into the bed, still leaking heavily as he prepared himself for Barry's large dick to spread him open.

Warm hands spread his cheeks without a moment's hesitation. The grizzly bear eagerly getting up from the bed and admiring the sight of this muscled studly bull bent over before him. Definitely not his usual type, but he had to admire the view of those well-defined cheeks that were so smooth they could have been right of a porno. His dick jumped in excitement as he looked at that ring, so tight and inviting to him. Not virgin by any means but not ruined either. He swished his tongue around his mouth for a second getting a nice load of saliva and let it ooze down into the brown furred crack. His finger pressed the tight ring slowly and he found he just slid right in.

"Just fucking stick it in already, don't muck about with your fingers," Leo whimpered as he felt that warm saliva coat his hole and a single finger press in. Of course there wasn't any lube here, no condoms either. But he wanted to feel the older man's dick raw. Then he felt it, the rock-hard heat of an erect cock pressing against his ring. It didn't pause, didn't hesitate, the thickness of Barry's cock spreading him open without warning and without mercy. Leo gasped half in pain and half in pleasure as he felt it spread his ring open, the spit helping a little but it could only do so much with the girth the old bear was packing. His cock jumped underneath him as he felt that rod press in deeper and deeper. He bit his lip to keep from moaning even louder, didn't want to give the bastard the satisfaction of knowing what this was doing to him. Inch after inch he felt it slide into him, spreading him out in such a marvellous way and pressing straight against his g-spot.

Barry's eyes were fixed on the sight of his rod stretching that ring right open. His thick rod pulsing harder than it had been in years. Something about the situation making his heart beat hard and his dick even harder. This young upstart had threatened his son? Had thought he was no threat? Now who was the boss?! He grunted as he felt that ring pulse around him and the bull ever so subtly pushed his large frame back against him. As much as he wanted to he couldn't bring himself to just slam every inch he'd got deep into the other man, there would be time enough for that once he was used to him. Besides, ti was less he didn't want to hurt the bull and more he was enjoying this sensation of slowly sliding in. Inch by inch he watched his rod slide in until his ample belly hid the sight and he just concentrated on the sensation as he pushed in right to the base, his balls pressing against those warm, smooth cheeks.

"How do you like that, all of that thick meat spreading you open? You took it like a champ. I'm not even your first today I bet. Just with a little spit you let me split you wide open." Barry's mind wandered aloud as he let his dick sit there, letting Leo adjust to his size but also letting his balls cool down just a little, he didn't want to rush this.

"Haven't... haven't had anyone in weeks," Leo lied. It hadn't been today, but he'd hooked up with another guy a couple of days ago. Not that he'd had anything to compare against this beast of a cock spreading him wide open now.

"You were just built to take a dick huh? All those inches wasted at the front when you moan like a bitch in heat as I slide my dick in and out of you." Barry rolled his hips a little getting a deep moan from Leo.

"J.. just shut up and fuck me already." Leo buried his face in the sheets, his cheeks flushed under his fur and his dick leaking like a faucet.

"Mmmm... you'd like that wouldn't you?"

Silence. Leo couldn't bring himself to reply, couldn't bring himself to admit how much the older bear's cock was turning him on.

"Go on, boy, admit it. Tell me you want me to fuck you." A cruel smile spread across Barry's face as he grabbed his phone and flicked the video recording on. The red circle on the scene showed his thick dick inside the younger man's rump, the bull shuddering on the bed as he teased with small circles of his hips. "Say it or else..." He pulled his hips back, letting the camera record as inch after inch of his dick slid out of that tight ring.

Leo whimpered, his need for that dick and the last shreds of his humility competing. Right as he felt the thick knob pull free and his ass had that cool emptiness, he broke.

"Fuck me!" He grunted out, wiggling his muscled rump up at the chubby daddy showing his need. "Use that thick cock and fuck me hard. Shoot your load inside me. NOOOOOWWwwwww!"

Leo's last word was half yelled and half whined as all eight inches of dad dick was thrust into him in one go. His eyes widened in surprise and a deep primal grunt of pleasure filled the room. A hand gripped his hips tight and the cock within him throbbed and pulsed so hard he was sure the old bear was cuming already only for Barry's hips to pull back, so the tip just rested inside Leo, and then thrust in deep again. And again. And again. Waves of pleasure ran through the younger man's body as the old bear railed him harder than he thought was possible. Even with Leo's weekly work out's he doubted he could fuck someone this hard. Meaty slaps filled the room as the older bear's chubby belly slapped against his back, that thick rod stretching him out over and over again.

His arm shook from holding the phone camera up but Barry didn't want to lose a moment of this. He tilted the camera to catch the back of Leo's head thrown back, moaning in pleasure, then back down to show his thick rod thrusting hard and deep. He wished he didn't have his belly for a moment just so he could get a better view of it plunging in and out of that ass. After a few minutes he dropped the camera on the bed and gave himself fully into the fucking. He leant down and put his whole body into each thrust. Deep. Hard. Powerful. He felt, for a moment, like he was back in his prime, in his thirties when he didn't carry around this spare tyre on his belly, when his dick was this hard all the time without pills. He groaned in time with Leo as he felt the eager bull beneath him grip and squeeze around his throbbing shaft. His breath came in pants and sweat beaded on his forehead. He could hear the bed starting to move along the floor. He'd have to apologise to Greg and Linda later.

"Fuck... fuck... I'm going to... I'm gunna... I'm... Uhhhhhh," Leo whimpered and moaned as the powerful bear on top of him rammed him deep and hard, just the way he needed it. Desperately his fingers gripped the sheets and tugged as he felt his cock pulse and shoot underneath him. Thick globs of his cum spurted from his massive prick onto the sheets beneath him. He'd never cum like this before, never just from being fucked. His cheeks grew even more red as he realised exactly what that meant. That this grizzly bear had managed to give him one of the most intense orgasms of his life.

"Damn boy, didn't expect you to cum just like that. Must really be enjoying my dick huh? Well don't worry, It's not going anywhere for a while yet." Barry grunted out putting on a front of bravado. The way the ass around him pulsed and squeezed him, inviting him to push in just a little deeper, had bought him close to the edge. But he was enjoying himself and took a moment to take a breath, to let his balls settle and then let himself pull back and free. His thick dick throbbed almost angrily as he looked down at the shuddering young bull.

"Roll over."

Leo didn't even bother to argue at this point. He was completely Barry's possession. He needed that dick in him as much as needed breath in his lungs and money in his wallet. He heard the car keys tinkle as he rolled over, reminding him why he got into this in the first place. Barry could take the car for all he cared, he needed that fat bear cock back inside him. All eight of them in his hole. He looked up at the ginger bearded face and his dick started to restiffen at that cock sure grin and that chubby body. It wasn't even as though that usually turned him on. If he'd been to university he might have recognised it as Pavlovian conditioning, but even if he had at this moment all he knew was he wanted more. Barry gripped his legs and pushed them up over his shoulders as he lined himself up hands free and pushed in. Leo gasped as the now familiar length stretched him open so easily and let his eyes slide closed as he let that familiar sensation wash over him. He didn't even notice Barry grabbing the camera again.

Grunts from both males filled the room as Barry started to thrust again. Slow at first, this new position being different than before, less easy to thrust and claim the now whimpering muscled stud beneath him. The camera captured every grunt, every moan, every twitch of that giant dick as the older bear slid back and forth. Minutes flew by as he let his cock plunge back and forth into that tight rump, that warm tightness gripping him so eagerly while Leo's head rolled back against the bed. Barry felt his own orgasm building and slowed down again, letting his dick stay nice and deep as he looked over the moaning muscle bound bull beneath him. He turned off the camera and dropped it on the ground and then grabbed Leo's cock so suddenly it made the young bull gasp in surprise.

"Let's see how well this thing of yours operates huh? You've got a second load in you, a young stud like you." Barry voice was eager as he started to pump the oversized cock, first with one hand but he soon realised he needed both to manage the sheer length that Leo had.

"I can't cum again so... so... ohhh fuck!" Leo started to object but those hands working along his shaft and the thick prong grinding right against his sweet spot made his words escape him. His toes curled and he reached down to take over the stroking only for his hands to be batted away. All he could do was lay back and take it as he felt the large bear between his legs starting to speed up.

"Squeeze the tip, right there, yeah yeah... fuck... you want to see me blow? Thrust harder old man, fuck me like you did before. God damn it, you want me to be your bitch, make me your bitch!" Leo's voice grew as the pleasure rolling through him bloomed. He couldn't believe it, he could feel another orgasm growing again. This had never happened before. He pushed back against Barry as best he could but as soon as he tried to the grizzly bear just stopped until he held still again. It was infuriating but he knew he had to give in and let the other male give him the pleasure.

"What a mouth on you, pity I don't have another cock to slam in there. I'll invite a buddy of mine to keep you quiet next time." Barry growled out as he thrust. He could feel his own release building, his cock stiffening and throbbing, but he didn't want to cum yet, not until he managed to see this massive dick explode. With more flexibility than he thought he had, and Leo's incredible length helping, he leaned down and gave the head a lick. That was enough for the young bull and his entire body shuddered as he came again, thick wads of his white spunk spurting out. The first one hit Barry on the tongue before he straightened up to watch three more thick gushes of cum splatter over Leo's firm stomach and firm muscular chest. A few more lesser spurts dribbled out of the thick glans and dropped down onto Leo's belly as he watched in amazement.

That was all Barry could take and he let go of the monster dick and grabbed Leo's hips and hammered himself home. He could feel the bull spasming around him, and grunted as his own release built and built. Finally with a deep grunt he thrust in deep and held his cock there as waves of orgasmic bliss ran through him. He shuddered in delight as he felt Leo squeeze around him and his balls pulsed almost painfully. Thick wads of his cum shot deep inside the once arrogant and now whimpering man, the oversized cock Leo owned already flaccid and hanging over his hefty sack. Barry gave a few more thrusts and then pulled back and watched as his cock slid free, the formerly tight hole now left stretched and dripping. Without a word Barry grabbed the other man's underwear and wiped his dick clean with them and then grabbed his own and started to get dressed.

Leo lay on the bed panting. Any pretence of not wanting that powerful grizzly bear back inside him was gone. He slowly sat up and looked on as the bear got dressed. Should he ask for his number? No guy had ever made him cum like that before.

"Hey, can I get... I mean, if you want, we could do this again sometime?"

"Go on then, give me your digits. If I'm in the mood for some closeted gay bull with a uselessly large dick and a love of stealing money from teenagers, I'll give you a call."

Leo's cheeks burned as Barry pushed the phone into his hands. He tapped in his number and clicked save before the large bear grabbed back his phone. Barry then leaned down and gave the bull a long, deep kiss, surprising both himself and Leo.

"Get your life together, for your own sake. I've seen where guys like you end up and you deserve better than that. You need help getting on the level I've got some contacts." Barry said. He didn't know why he was taking it easy on the guy, post coital bliss most likely. Maybe he saw some of himself in the guy. Or maybe he just wanted to ethically take that rump for another trip to pound town and couldn't really live with himself if he fucked this guy again while he was cheating guys out of their cash. Without another word Barry pulled a business card out of his wallet and dropped it on top of Leo clothes, unlocked the door and left.

Epilogue - 3 months later

Leo was bored senseless. The screen in front of him was a sea of cells filled with numbers, points of data. The work wasn't exactly easy but wasn't hard either. It was mostly just boring and time consuming. It paid the bills though, and he still had time after work for fun, but compared to playing poker for a living it was hell. He was lucky to have it though, without a university degree or much in the way of work experience. Barry had pulled quite a few favours for this.

His phone vibrated in his pocket and he pulled it out. At least his boss didn't care about him taking calls or checking his phone while at work. Heck, he'd spent an hour browsing Twitter the other day and his boss had walked in and didn't care. If he got the work done it didn't matter. Some perks to the job at least.

"Poker tonight? Loser bottoms." Was the short text message accompanied with a picture of a now familiar rock hard eight inches above the toilet at Barry's work.

"Why would I want to win?" Leo texted back with a grin, adjusting his pants. They weren't exactly dating, the older bear didn't trust that Leo's change in heart was going to last. But it was something a bit more than just fucking. Though he did enjoy it when Barry had him bent over and he was owning him like their first time again.

"Good point. Loser buys dinner?" Leo chuckled, given Barry's appetite and expensive tastes that was an actual threat for sure.

"Sure thing, see you at 6?"

"Come straight from work and shower here. I haven't jerked off since you were over last week and need to get off before we play."

"Yes sir!"

"I told you don't call me that!" Leo chuckled as he imagined Barry's grumpy face and went back to filling out the cells on his screen. Maybe things weren't so bad after all.