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Vincent flinched with his entire small-animal being as the big ursine arm was slammed against the teal, university bathroom stall door behind his back, the cacophonous rattling sound of the impact echoing in his big mouse ears well after. The familiar smell of bear sweat wafted over to Vincent's nostrils from the big armpit of his assailant.

Clutching his backpack against his chest with both arms, the twenty-year-old freshman mouse with white fur and a few black spots on his right ear raised his gaze and offered an awkward, panicked smile at the young, athletic male grizzly who was mean-mugging him from a close distance, only a few inches separating their muzzles from each other. The other male was so big he was easily able cast a bulky shadow over Vincent whom he had pinned between his broad ursine chest and the teal door. It was impossible for the delicate-bodied 5'1'' rodent not to get intimidated no matter how many times he found himself pinned against the wall by the bear who was close to a whole foot taller than he was.

"W-what's up Trent?" Vincent was eventually able to squeak out.

The brown-furred predator, who was a player for the university's rugby team, furrowed his intimidating, dark eyebrows, exposing his big predator teeth to Vincent to amplify the effect.

"Care to explain what yesterday was about?" The athletic ursine growled, appearing even more vividly pissed off than he usually was.

"W-w-what do you mean?" Vincent stuttered, feeling like he was constantly shrinking closer and closer to 5 feet underneath the bigger male's overwhelming presence.

"Acting stupid, huh? Figures a pussy like you wouldn't have the balls to admit his mistake!"

Vincent flinched as Trent abruptly brought his mean bear muzzle even closer to the rodent's face, digging out a smartphone from the pocket of his red and white varsity jacket. Before the frightened mouse was able to even blink, he was presented with a screen showing the message history between him and his robust bully. Vincent blinked and had to take a moment to focus his gaze on the screen due to being far-sighted and having left his glasses in his dorm room by accident.

On the screen of Trent's phone, there were some three or four messages visible, the topmost being a mirror-selfie taken over the ursine student athlete's shoulder of him squatting on the floor of his room in nothing but a jockstrap and sneakers, his shapely bear buttocks accompanied by an intimidatingly large dildo with the metallic rod of a barbell shining in the background. There was a short text attached to the image: "Need some fuel for my gains - better send me a pic of your nerd d0ng unless you want me to drag you into my dorm room to see it in person."

Vincent could feel the heat rushing to his cheeks from seeing the seductive image, even though it was far from the first one he had received from the big grizzly. The suggestive picture was then followed up by about a dozen angry messages sent by the domineering ursine, each being increasingly colorful in expressing the big male's discontent for Vincent not replying with the demanded material. The last message was once again an image with a text, this time an even more flattering picture of the bear's plump rear-end with the message reading: "Guess you'll be spending tomorrow here" The ominous message punctuated by a row of skull emojis.

A bright red blush had already crept its way well onto Vincent's otherwise pale face as Trent growled and stuffed the smartphone back into his pocket, regaining his victim's undivided attention.

"Has the lil' wimp finally grown a spine, huh? Big mistake!" Trent exposed his teeth even further and grabbed onto the collar of Vincent's beige hoodie. "You think you can afford to act all cocky and ignore my messages just because I made you fuck my ass all the way through the fourth period yesterday? I thought you nerds were supposed to be smart?"

"S-sorry! I-I-I just fell a-asleep at m-my desk! I-I didn't see the messages u-until this mo-morning!" Vincent stuttered whilst standing on his tiptoes.

"Do you really think just saying you're sorry will get you off the hook? You better not have spent your night jerking off without sending me a single fucking pic or video!" Trent slammed the stall door with his palm. "Do you have any idea how fucking horny I was last night?"

Yup! This was indeed Vincent's college life. Having to battle against his bully's utterly insatiable libido on a daily basis.

Vincent had always been shy, small, and introverted; a real jackpot for bullies all the way from middle school up to college. It didn't help that he was also at the top of his class when it came to almost any subject and had to wear glasses most of the time due to his subpar eyesight. Wrap all of that up in a slightly oversized hoodie, second-hand jeans, and a pair of worn, out-of-fashion sneakers and you got the very archetype of a high school/college nerd who prefers his books and videogames over going to parties or playing sports.

Up until the end of high school, Vincent had been lucky enough to have a close group of friends who had kept him from getting bullied aside from some minor teasing and remarks about his small physique. All of that had however changed after he had accepted the scholarship to a college halfway across the country, being torn far away from the safety and comfort of his former friend group. Now he was suddenly in a strange town, surrounded by strange people, with whom he had almost nothing in common besides the fact that they all attended the same school.

Much like Vincent had guessed with his lackluster physique, appearance, and introverted personality, it had been only a matter of time before a more popular, extroverted student would start picking on him. And that student happened to be Trent.

The energetic and loud male bear was a member of the school's rugby team, his hulking physique reflecting this fact quite well and the flippant ursine never shied away from showing off his big muscles to both males and females alike. With his one or two sizes too small varsity jacket and speech ripe with sports lingo only comprehensible to his own teammates and fans of the sport, he was pretty much the textbook example of a jock: a handsome, dominant male who always got what he wanted. And as a jock, he was naturally at the very top of the school's social structure, feeling rightful superiority over those beneath him. Like Vincent.

It was a well-known fact of the universe that jocks and nerds don't mix, and yet these two castes at the opposite ends of a school's social hierarchy are bound to gravitate toward one another in some cruel, twisted law of nature.

It hadn't been even a month into the semester before Trent had already picked out Vincent amongst the freshmen as his personal favorite and would actively seek out the shy, quiet mouse on the campus whenever he had nothing better to do. At first, it had just been the usual. Calling Vincent names and acting overall condescending toward the smaller animal. That had then been followed up by the equally juvenile physical harassment, bumping into Vincent in the hallways, 'playfully' pushing the white murine around under the guise that it was all just a joke he was supposed to be in on. Nothing too serious, but still bullying clear as day.

That was... Before the infamous bathroom incident happened.

One day, the second-period math lecture had ended early and Vincent had made his way into the rarely visited bathrooms on the second floor of the math faculty, partly in an attempt to lower his chances of bumping into Trent between classes. Little had he known the bear had seen him leaving the lecture hall and the petty jock in his infinite boredom had decided to tail Vincent to the toilet.

Blissfully unaware that he had been followed, Vincent had gone over to the row of urinals and unzipped his pants only to have the six feet tall ursine appear next to him as soon as he did. What followed had been about a minute of Trent pestering Vincent to show him his "small nerd dick", the big ursine eventually going as far as to push the weaker rodent against the wall to get a look. Having gotten both his hands tied up by Trent's strong bear paw, Vincent hadn't had any way of stopping the aggravatingly smirking jock from doing as he pleased and pulling down his pants.

That moment was still one of the few that Vincent recalled of Trent ever being quiet for more than ten whole seconds in his presence. Up until that point, the nerdy mouse didn't even know the jock's brown muzzle was capable of expressing the amount of surprise and confusion it did back then.

Despite his otherwise lacking physique, Vincent had always been quite blessed when it came to the thing between his legs, at the age of twenty being both a grower and a shower, having an incredibly formidable member for his species and size at almost six inches flaccid and over ten when fully erect. He had always known that it was quite big, but due to his shy personality had never even entertained the thought of bragging about it, much less showing it to someone else to prove his words.

Trent had eventually recovered from his awe of the small rodent's magnum dong and even changed his tone a little bit as he continued poking fun at Vincent, asking him if he had ever even used his cock with a girl or had the mouse just been practicing with his own paw. Vincent, who remembered blushing up to his ears at that point, had only tried avoiding the other male's inquisitive gaze that got mostly directed toward his impressive junk.

And then, things had gone from bad to worse.

Vincent still didn't quite know how it all had happened. Was it the humiliation of the situation, the weirdly enticing bear musk of Trent, the sheer presence of the bigger male, or just some wild fight-or-flight reaction to a threatening situation that had caused it? Vincent had suddenly gotten hard.

Trent had naturally not wasted a chance to start teasing the smaller mouse for getting aroused by the situation, calling Vincent a 'masochist-pipsqueak', 'freshman faggot' and the sort whilst Vincent had tried his best not to die from embarrassment.

Somehow, some way, things had eventually progressed to the point where Trent had put his other paw on Vincent's dick and started jerking the smaller male off whilst still spouting all sorts of condescending slander towards the murine freshman, appearing to be quite into the whole act despite to Vincent's knowledge being completely straight. Yet, Vincent remembered glancing at the front of the maliciously grinning bear's pants while he was stroking him off and detecting distinct growth.

Vincent had ended up jizzing all over the bathroom floor from Trent's paw, having blasted out cum like a stallion in the strangest, most powerful orgasm he had had to date. Trent had milked him with his paw all the way through the orgasm, again seemingly in awe at the amount of semen Vincent's small figure was able to produce for the voluminous and messy ejaculation.

After Vincent was done cumming a bucketload at the paws of his bully, Trent had promptly released the blushing, panting mouse from his grasp and allowed Vincent to cover himself up. Then the husky bear jock had simply left, only uttering: "Not bad, squirt..." over his shoulder upon exiting the bathroom.

From that day on, Vincent's college life had gotten increasingly weird. Trent had grown absolutely relentless at bullying him, switching his tactics of condescending behavior, verbal insults, and minor physical abuse to that of playing with Vincent's humongous mousecock whenever he could. Almost every single day, Vincent found himself in either a bathroom or a locker room with the athletic male bear, getting either jerked off or sucked off by the intimidating ursine predator until he would climax, usually finishing directly into Trent's mouth regardless of how the jock pleasured him. Even as Trent would suck Vincent's cock with the hunger of an avid glory-hole visitor, the bear would still keep up his demeaning monologue about the white mouse, although it had gradually grown more softer and playful in tone with each oral creampie Vincent had given the ursine tormentor.

Vincent had been absolutely dumbstruck by the situation he found himself in, going from being picked on to essentially having sex with his own bully, who still very much remained dominant throughout all of their interactions despite being the one taking the dick. Vincent had absolutely zero clue on what made Trent suddenly act like this, his best guess being that the bear had been deep in the closet for a long time, and finding a big but obedient mouse cock had caused his repressed urges to somehow overflow. At first, it had been beyond weird, seeing the one male in the entire school who was furthest from the kind of person one thought would be down on the bathroom floor, greedily sucking on the fat cock of a mouse less than half his own bodymass doing just that. But with time, that odd, stark contrast of it had made it all even hotter for the rodent who now had a consistent way of getting his rocks off on campus - something he could have only fantasized about for his college life earlier in the year.

After about a week of this new type of 'bullying', Trent had eventually taken things further in his usual, loud, condescending jock manner, and demanded that Vincent fuck his ass in the school bathroom - an order which the shy and confused mouse had fulfilled without protest. Trent's apparent motive for having Vincent pound his ass raw and jizz into his tailhole was to 'de-virgin' the mouse so he would become less of a nerd that way. That was probably the first time that Trent had cum in front of Vincent, not that the bear ever truly admitted it, having a strangely large amount of pride even after being fucked in the ass by a male more than a foot shorter than himself.

After they had gone all the way, Trent would get Vincent to fuck him more and more, dragging the dubious rodent into the bathroom between almost every single lecture to have a heated quickie before the next class - every single time completely raw of course. From that point on Trent picked up the habit of recording almost every single lewd interaction between himself and his underclassman on his phone, saving the footage for what he said was personal use. He also began calling the act of having Vincent fuck him, or sucking and stroking the mouse off as 'Nerd Tax', something that Vincent was to provide for the bigger male whenever Trent so demanded.

Ever since things had gotten more anal between Vincent and his strange boyfriend of sorts, Trent had added dildo squats to his daily training regimen - an activity he rigorously kept Vincent updated on by sending both pictures and videos of him doing his daily sets, swallowing up the ten-inch sex toy with his tailhole with each dip, usually wearing nothing more than his jockstrap whilst doing it. Vincent was still at least a bit bemused about why the big bear did all of that since it was not like he'd had particular trouble in taking Vincent's dick - as big as it was - during their first time fucking. Nevertheless, it was what the bear himself insisted and Vincent nor his spank bank had no complaints about the erotic footage.

Thinking about it now, that routine of Trent's was in all likelihood responsible for the absolute dynamite of a rump the big predator used to torment Vincent on a daily basis with. That kind of firm but pleasantly big and round athlete ass combined with the aggressive style of fucking Trent demanded from his hung nerd toy always assured that Vincent wouldn't be able to last too long; something the bear always made sure to mock the topping mouse about. Not that the robust jock minded it too much. If Vincent busted one out prematurely in his opinion, that just meant that rounds two and three were in the schedule for that period of the school day. Vincent had been late to class more than once due to having to fuck his insatiable bully in the school bathroom for sometimes tens of minutes in order to satisfy the unquenchable libido of the bigger male.

Vincent still wasn't quite sure what he thought about the bizarre relationship between himself and the dominant yet somehow slutty bear sophomore, but at the same time it was not like he had the guts to stand up to Trent and demand an explanation, much less to cut the ursine off his daily dosage of underclassman cum. He had been getting more and more used to the situation as time went by, mostly thanks to him getting to have extremely regular sex for the first time in his adult life. And there was no denying that sex with a male like Trent felt, smelled, and sounded amazing. So for now at least, Vincent was still meekly doing what he was told by his athletic upperclassman.

And here Vincent was, getting reprimanded for not providing his bully with dick pics when requested.

"HEY! Are you listening to me?!"

Vincent flinched as Trent shook him by the collar of his hoodie.

"You should know your fucking place, loser! When I ask you for a picture of your dick, you'll send me a dozen with no fucking excuses. Figured a fragile pushover like you should know that already!" Trent growled through grit teeth.

"D-do you n-not already h-have enough pictures of my d-d-dick? I-I mean the day before you made me s-send you that video of me m-masturbating and all... A-and the pics of the aftermath of it as well!" Vincent tried defending himself, knowing full well that such an explanation wouldn't work on the thick-headed and brash ursine.

It didn't.

The grizzly college athlete huffed and pushed Vincent against the stall so that the door eventually swung open. Losing his balance, Vincent staggered backward and fell onto the toilet, now gazing up at the bear jock's intimidating physical figure from even lower than usual.

"This fucking wuss... Like I asked for your opinion!" Trent growled, grinding his teeth together as he also stepped inside the stall.

"Seems like I'll need to pound some sense back into you so you never get it in that dumb head of yours to try and weasel out of sending me dick pics..."

Vincent couldn't help but shiver at Trent's ominous tone as the brawny male closed and locked the stall door behind his back.

The uncomfortably seated mouse hadn't as much as swallowed nervously before his pants were already being tugged down by Trent's strong paws, the big thumbs of the ursine predator getting hooked inside the elastic waistband of the white rodent's underwear just like so many times before as Vincent got his lower half forcibly stripped.

Vincent's healthy semi-chub shot up like a rocket, the uncut mouse member getting erected to its full length in mere seconds as the usual waves of embarrassment and excitement washed over the introverted rodent. At this point, Vincent was certain he had developed a severe fetish for being abruptly exposed to others against his will, his cock getting rock-hard every time Trent robbed him of his pants. Then again, maybe it was just Trent that caused him to react like this.

"Already hard? Good... At least your weak nerd body remembers well what's required of it..." Trent scoffed as he unzipped his small varsity jacket and subsequently pulled the underlying white t-shirt off his shoulders with incredible haste. Once again, Vincent was able to momentarily feast his eyes on the chiseled figure of a student-athlete, the firm abs and deliciously bulging pecs sending a small jolt of pleasure down into his groin, making his hefty ten-inch shaft throb with arousal.

As soon as he was done discarding the garments on his upper body, Trent promptly unzipped and dropped his pants, in only a few seconds getting down to the attire he was seemingly most comfortable in; nothing but his jockstrap and sneakers. The ample bulge of the bear's jockstrap caught Vincent's attention immediately, the perceptive mouse spotting a small, wet stain on the elastic fabric that twitched with blatant desire right on the level with his eyes.

The enchanting mixture of Trent's natural musk and minty deodorant quickly filled up the narrow bathroom stall.

Vincent was once again just barely able to blink before Trent already had his massive bulge in his face, the muscled ursine subsequently dropping his firm rugby player's rump right down onto the smaller male's lap, slipping the swollen rodent dick between his bear buns with immaculate precision. Vincent whimpered as his member was suddenly getting squeezed by the familiar mass of soft glute fat and firm athlete muscle.

"You're lucky you have the biggest dick out of all the nerds in this school, otherwise I may not just let you off the hook with a quickie..." Trent growled, shifting his substantial weight on top of the smaller animal's groin, either knowingly or unknowingly kneading Vincent's shaft from side to side within his furry bear cleft.

As if to further assert his dominance, the ursine jock forcefully shoved Vincent's head in between his pecs and rubbed the white murine muzzle all over his chest. "I'm gonna fucking wring your cock dry!"

Vincent held his breath as Trent carefully raised his rump and reached down to grab the enthusiastically twitching mouse cock he'd had buried between his cheeks. The powerless rodent moaned into the bear's furry cleavage as the big paw wrapped around the girth of his shaft, forcibly jerking it deeper into the inviting crease of the ursine buttocks where the familiar tailhole of his bully awaited Vincent's cockhead.

"Fuck!" Trent roared as he harshly slammed his heavy bear hips down over Vincent's manhood, devouring all ten inches of rodent cock in the blink of an eye. The big bear bulge pressing against Vincent's abdomen twitched noticeably and began swelling up even further.

There was nothing for the submitting mouse to do except to weakly whimper against the bigger male's chest as Trent started aggressively riding his lap, voicing frustrated grunts as he pounded his butt down onto the throbbing rodent erection with enough force to make the entire stall shake. Each cockmilking undulation of the tight bear butt was noticeably spiced with the jock's irritation, being even more intense and aggressive than usual as the bear obviously sought some sort of payback from Vincent leaving him hanging the night before. With how much mass Trent had in his body, Vincent already knew his hips were going to be sore after the bear was done extracting the required payback from his balls.

But even with the increased devastation to his delicate mouse loins, Vincent was once again forced to admit just how incredible it felt to fuck Trent's ass. The tight ursine tailhole of his bully was in a league of its own in finding all the most sensitive spots on Vincent's member, ravenously attacking the abnormally large rodent rod in a way that brought them both the maximum amount of pleasure with each slap of bear fat on mouse lap. One could almost say Trent was bullying Vincent's cock with his colon with how incredibly fierce the sensation of getting milked by the ample bear behind was for the big-eared freshman.

And it wasn't just the amazing insides of Trent's bear hole that made the aggressive nerd-on-bully sex so pleasurable, it was also the technique that the vigorous jock used for the fucking. In the midst of ferociously pounding his ass down onto his submissive toy's delicate lap, Trent was constantly gyrating his hips, swallowing Vincent's thick bear-tamer at a different angle with each drop of his round rump. The bear also made sure to switch his tempo every now and then, occasionally making slower, more bombastic butt-slams down on his victim, sometimes just sitting down on Vincent and grinding his ass all over the trembling mouse's groin before returning to his aggressive butt-bouncing. It was all like an incredibly wild lap dance from a rugby jock, one almost any male would have found irresistible. Vincent had to wonder if such an astounding technique of phallus bullying was because of Trent's daily training with the dildo since the bear certainly gave off the impression of knowing how to handle his cocks.

"You better not be about bust already! I've barely started!" Trent roared and increased his intense tempo even further as the smell of bear sweat in the stall intensified. "Imagine having such a pathetic donkey dick that gets hard from getting bullied by big bear ass! No wonder you're not getting laid by anyone besides me!"

Soon enough the entire stall was rattling from how heatedly the bear jock pounded his meaty behind on the smaller rodent's rapidly pulsing erection, more and more of Vincent's moans getting muffled in the furry chest of his ursine bully as there was no stopping Trent when the bulky predator really got himself going. Each pump of Trent's powerful bear loins was propelling the small mouse toward a messy climax at the expected rate, his cock throbbing in perfect sync with the dull thumps made by the shapely bear rear as it got slammed onto his crotch repeatedly.

There was no way Vincent could have endured such aggressive sex for little longer than a minute. Having his nose buried in the muscular ursine's pecs, Vincent wasn't overwhelmed just by the immense amount of physical stimulation he derived off the rapid shaking of Trent's bear behind, but also the intense olfactory stimulation. The smell of a mating bear had become synonymous with climax in between Vincent's murine ears and being forced to breathe in the captivating musk at such a close distance was more than enough to bully the panting mouse into a howling orgasm.

Trent didn't even stop shaking his hips as Vincent came into the bigger male's warm, snug tailhole with a defeated whimper, once again forced into submission underneath the oppressively heavy bear jock and his amazing ass. Vincent could feel the greedy walls of Trent's colon ravenously sucking out his seed one desirous contraction at a time, his ready-to-breed mouse member reciprocating in the gesture by blasting the bigger animal's rear-tunnel full of surprisingly thick rodent seed in today's payment of 'Nerd Tax' to the horny ursine. And just as always, Vincent came like it was his first time.

"Did you cream already you fucking quickshot!?" Trent growled while still furiously pounding his ass down onto Vincent's lap, milking out every single strand of nerd seed his glutes were able to squeeze out of his victim's shaft. "I'm not even fully hard and you already busted one out like a fucking virgin! If you ever get a girlfriend I feel sorry for her!"

Shortly after insulting Vincent, the huffing grizzly brought his hips to a halt and voiced a low grunt of satisfaction as he wiggled his hips to feel the plentiful seed sloshing about within his roomy rear pipe. "Not bad, bitch... Guess you didn't jerk off last night after all..."

Vincent was in a daze for a while after his ejaculation, his mind clouded by the unforgiving post-nut clarity from pumping out what felt like a week's worth of jizz as well as the thick musk of an aroused male bear mixed in with the smell of semen. Experiencing the familiar mixture of shame and confusion he usually did after fucking his bully upperclassman, Vincent carefully raised his gaze from the domineering ursine's monstrous pecs and stared blankly at Trent, who appeared to be going through similar emotions, staring back into Vincent's big rodent eyes without saying a word.

"...You..." Trent grunted quietly as he looked down at the blushing face of his junior. "You better remember to wear your fucking glasses tomorrow, nerd... You aren't nearly as cute without them..."

After getting fucked, there usually was a brief period during which Trent was surprisingly mellow and perhaps even kind, but Vincent still had no way of knowing if that was the bear's true self or just a momentary lapse in his regular, confrontational persona.

Both males were woken up from their shared post-orgasm trance by a palpable throb down by Vincent's abdomen, where Trent's towering bear cock had finally escaped the confines of his jockstrap and was now resting against the beige fabric of Vincent's hoodie in its full, erect glory. Whilst being about an inch shorter than Vincent's, it was still a cock befitting a grown grizzly.

"Hah! Look at that!" Trent chuckled, switching back to his usual way of speaking. "You did manage to get me hard..."

Vincent swallowed nervously.

"I think you know what that means, don't you pipsqueak...?"

And Vincent did know.

"You're not leaving this stall until you make me cum..."

Vincent gasped as Trent abruptly stood up from his lap, pulling his jockstrap down to his ankles faster than a drunk sorority girl loses her panties in the bedroom at a houseparty, subsequently strapping the musky, pre-stained piece of cloth over Vincent's rodent muzzle, hooking the straps behind each of the big mouse ears so that the athletic underwear was secured to Vincent's face. Being forced to inhale the raw, unfiltered scent of Trent's arousal made Vincent harder than diamond, his momentarily free rodent rod, jumping with joy in reaction to smelling the fresh scent of Trent's bear goods.

"What a freak! I knew you liked sniffing my jockstrap!" Trent laughed before turning around and presenting his creampied rear to Vincent who could barely see straight from having his nose bullied so thoroughly by the pungent aromas of the jockstrap. The view of the cum-oozing bear butt was incredibly sexy, Vincent's cock jumping yet again as it desired to do the obvious with the enticing ursine mating cushions.

"...Should have sent me those dick pics, don't you think?" Was all that Trent said before he backed up and slammed his ass back down on Vincent's hard-on, resuming the wild posterior pummeling from before, only this time facing away from the apprehensive rodent he was riding.

The empty bathroom echoed with Vincent's defeated moan as his meaty bear-poking pole was again getting caressed with the springy, tight walls of Trent's hot tailhole at the harsh, unforgiving tempo the bigger male kept up with athletic discipline. All aspects of the aggressive ursine mating were amplified at least threefold thanks to the abundance of male aromas assaulting Vincent's poor rodent nose, each upwards and downwards movement of the bigger animal and his hefty rearside mass making the milky murine twitch with pleasure. It felt insanely good to be fucking Trent whilst sniffing his musky jockstrap.

The entire ordeal of rapacious nerd-riding was a real spectacle to behold, even more to experience. Trent was leaning against the teal stall door as he smashed his backside down onto Vincent's enthusiastically throbbing freshman dick with enough force to flatten a football, putting his entire body into the motion of his loins just like a competitive athlete. The clearly defined muscles of his broad ursine back and shoulders were on display to their advantage as the sculpted jock repeatedly dropped down his rump to swallow Vincent's male length with his once filled-up bear hole, grunting exactly like a disgruntled jock having his ass stuffed with dick. Not having his vision blocked by the robust pecs of the herculean ursine sophomore, Vincent was served with an incredible view of the full, round bear cheeks bouncing on his lap, their spherical mass jiggling slightly with each violent impact, Trent's small tail fluttering about excitedly as the second round of tax-collecting picked up speed.

"What's the matter, twerp? You're already throbbing like this is your first time getting tail! Don't tell me you're actually about to squirt your dork dribble faster than you did just now! You must be a real fucking weirdo to get that turned on from sniffing my ball sweat! Hehe~ Perhaps I should just dunk my nuts on your face directly and have you rub one out from that? Think you'd like that, loser?" Trent growled with a taunting grin on his muzzle, once again adding some gyration to the movement of his hips.

The mental image of Trent squatting over his face with the boulderlike bear testes slapped on top of Vincent's muzzle sent the dazed rodent's libido into overdrive, another orgasm violently churning the insides of his loins as the confused murine physique of Vincent prepared for another thunderous ejaculation. The sensory overload of the situation was so intense Vincent thought he might just pass out from the rapidly approaching climax.

"You better give me a fucking fat one or you'll have to spend the entire third period filling my ass!" Trent groaned, his girthy bear member equally close to its limit as the one he was fervently milking with his behind.

Vincent moaned with his entire soul and unwittingly slammed his delicate paws against the firm surface of the wobbling bear glutes on his lap as the second orgasm hit him like a full-body football tackle. He tensed up his loins and thrust himself against his upperclassman's breedable rear-end, busting probably his fattest nut ever inside the bottoming bear jock. Vincent had absolutely no idea how silly of a face he was making behind the fabric of Trent's musky jockstrap, nor did he care as all that mattered to him was that he was having his balls drained, and getting them drained by Trent. He could feel himself blasting out jizz like a broken fire hydrant, the thick male cream leaping out of his shaft reaching for the deepest depths of Trent's roomy tailhole, providing the greedy rectal walls with the filling they so obviously craved.

"F-Fuck yeah! Dunkslam that fucking nerd nut up my tail!" Trent roared as he scratched nasty marks into the stall door with his sharp bear claws, succumbing to a climax of his own rather unexpectedly. "Fucking fill my ass up you shrimp! Cum like you're trying to knock me up!"

For a while, the satisfied growl of an adult bear was accompanied by the lewd sounds of thick cum strands hitting the tiled floor and the bottom of the teal door of the single occupied stall of the second-floor university bathroom.

Vincent released a wavering sigh of both exhaustion and satisfaction from his lips as the wild bouncing of the jock rump finally ceased on his lap, Trent spending a few moments grinding his creampied tush against Vincent's loins as some of the smaller male's gunk oozed out of his hole. Soon after, the athletic ursine stood up as if nothing had happened, the illusion of him being completely unfazed betrayed by the small grunt voiced by him as a flood of rodent cream burst out from inside his tailhole upon Vincent's dick leaving it.

"Fuck... Just look what kind of a mess you made of my hole..." Trent groaned, spreading out his right cheek with his paw whilst casting a condescending but weirdly proud gaze at Vincent over his shoulder. The spent murine was too dazed to give his senior any sort of reply, still busy inhaling the powerful scent from the odorous piece of underwear over his nose.

The distant echoes of the school bell made both males twitch their ears in unison in the non-existent afterglow of their double-quickie inside the teal bathroom stall.

"Shit... Practice is about to start." Trent huffed and scratched his neck, bending down to pick up his clothes from the tiled floor of the bathroom, giving Vincent one last treat by showing off his thoroughly bred backside and the few strands of rodent ejaculate leaking down from his gaping entrance.

The muscular bear put on his clothes just as quickly as he'd gotten rid of them originally, being fully clothed in the blink of an eye, except for his jockstrap that was still wrapped over Vincent's milky muzzle.

"Consider yourself lucky nerd... I'll postpone your punishment for tomorrow. You don't have any classes during the afternoon then, right?"

Vincent carefully shook his head.

"Good... I'll stay behind in the locker room after practice. You better be there on time." Trent said very nonchalantly as he un-hasped the stall door and stepped outside.

"You can keep the jockstrap by the way... Just give it back to me when you're done using it. No need to wash it."

Vincent shivered, imagining himself jerking off with the incredible jockstrap and soiling the sweaty fabric with his cum. His cock twitched at the thought of it.

"But you fucking better send me a video of you using it... I think you know what'll happen if you don't..." Trent said over his shoulder before stomping out of Vincent's view, leaving the pale rodent alone in the bathroom with his pants down, a smelly bear jockstrap mounted on his muzzle, and his lap royally covered in his own cum.