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Confessions of a Bro [Redux] - “Snow Bro Hoes”

> Good evening, dear readers.

> It’s been quite cold recently. Seeing all this snow reminds me of my college years when the guys and I would take a trip to the mountains for our winter break. A large group of us would spend the weekend at the ski resort, having fun and celebrating after completing our final exams. Sometimes we’d invite our friends. There was a particular time that me and a buddy of mine ran into some trouble with security at the resort. Of course, I would not be writing this if there were not some steamy encounter that took place.

> Iotran is someone I’d like to call a bro’s man. He is handsome on the eyes, charming, and extremely good in bed. Just being around him makes me swoon. He also has a tendency to get into trouble (just like myself back in the day). So it was not surprising that we ran into some complications with the authorities on the mountain. We had just arrived in he early evening. The bus ride was long, but we found ways to entertain ourselves…discreetly. I just finished sucking off Io when we stopped. We all disembarked and went to check into our rooms. I booked a suite for me and several others, including Nathan and Thraxan along with Iotran.

> Once we got to our rooms, I ordered us some room service. Thraxan scolded me about frivolous spending, but Nathan told him to let me have some fun. We were on vacation after all. I had ordered some food and a case of beer for all of us all. Io and I ended up drinking more than half of the case. Both of us were feeling good and tipsy. I made the comment that we should go out for an evening stroll in the snow, maybe do some late night skiing. Looking back now it was a terrible idea, but it lead to a rather auspicious encounter.

> The two of us got dressed and stumbled out of the hotel resort. Nathan warned us if we got into trouble, he or Thraxan were no bailing us out. I recall blowing him a raspberry before putting my arm around the handsome, horned bull-bear. We walked along the trail, staggering as we did, when suddenly Io stopped. His face contorted into a bit of concern as he whipped his head around. I asked him what was the matter?

> He looked me dead in the eyes and said, “Dude, I have to piss really bad.”

> I remember laughing hysterically. I laughed so hard that my own bladder could no longer hold the booze within. My drunken giggles died down to a nervous whimper. Nature was calling, and she was knocking hard on our doorstep. Iotran and I quickly ran off towards the trees before unzipping our snow pants. I pulled out my dick and began to urinate. A low sigh emanated from my right as I looked over to see my buddy. Iotran had his head tossed back with shoulders slumping. A steady stream of yellow liquid was flowing from his engorged tip.

> The two of us continued to piss at the base of the alpine trees when a loud bark came from behind us. A deep, angry voice shouted, “Hey, what the fuck do you two think you’re doing?! Seriously, urinating in public on resort grounds. I should call the fucking police on you!”

> Adrenaline coursed through my body as I quickly zipped up my pants and ran. I heard Iotran stumbling behind me, trying to shove his flaccid dick back into his pants while we made a run for it. A few feet away we could hear angry panting. My body acted instinctively. I sprinted through the trees, crunching through the snow, and swiftly turning the corner. I managed to duck behind a large pine before pressing flat against it. A white fog exhaled from my mouth as I panted. My heart was beating wildly in my chest. I perked up my ears to listen if the guy was still following us. All was quiet. I intended to approach Iotran to suggest returning to the lodge, but I realized he was absent. Actually, he had never been following me all along.

> Panic surged as I retraced my steps back toward where I last saw him. My feet sank into the soft banks of pure white snow. Part of me thought that my friend had gotten away and he was now trekking his way back towards the ski resort. I was about to turn around when I heard a loud cough followed by a moan coming from behind some of the trees further ahead. Curiosity got the better of me. Quietly, I sneaked towards the sounds. There were sounds of loud gulping, along with the soft smacks of something hefty. I knew that sound well.

> I peered around one of the trunks to see Iotran on his knees in front of a gorgeous St. Bernard. He was huge, with massive muscles concealed beneath a voluminous coat of fluffy fur. Wide hands were gripping the bear-bull’s horns, keeping him steady as he thrust into my friend’s drunken mouth. Drool ran down Io’s chin as he was groping his own bulging crotch. I quickly covered my mouth to keep silent, watching the scene play out before me.

> The large canine huffed as steam billowed from his nostrils. His chest jutting out against the tight knit jacket while he humped the ursine muzzle. The word security was spread across the back in big yellow letters. A big, pink tongue lolled out of the side of his mouth while he spoke in that gruff voice, “Tch, cheeky pups…thinking you can run away from me. This is my territory. I know every inch of this resort and the forest around it. Once I am done with you, I’m going to find that Great Dane friend of yours and punish him, too! Now swallow, bitch!”

> Taking the horns in both hands, the Bernard yanked Iotran right to his crotch. I watched as that fat dick was shoved down into the gullet. The outline of the big dog’s meat bulging out the throat. The bear's nose buried deep into that dark bush of pubic fur. Loud gulps soon filled the empty night air as a sigh of relief left the St. Bernard’s plump lips. His fluffy tail wagging. Io was patting the dog’s thigh as he choked on the thick meat. The base of the cock was starting to swell, inflating those cheeks and causing Iotran to drool even more.

> I reached down to start stroking off my dog wood through my pants. Precum dribbled down the side of my leg as I bit my bottom lip. The St. Bernard snarled as he yanked his penis out from my friend’s mouth, resting the member across his face. The bastard was big! His cock was bigger than mine (and that is saying something). Purple veins pulsing along the red shaft. The tapered tip oozing out precum. The security dog smeared it all over those fuzzy lips. A string of it dangled over Iotran’s chin. I watched as the fat knot started to swell up in size until it resembled a massive tomato. I felt my ass pucker up at the sheer girth of it.

> “Get up,” came the gruff Bernard’s voice as he yanked my friend to his feet. He spun Iotran around, pressing him against the tree before pulling down his pants. The bear-bull huffed while digging his claws into the tree's bark. Glancing over his shoulder, he instinctively flicked his tail up. The St. Bernard smirked as he spanked the right cheek. His palm kneading the mound. I could feel myself growing more aroused by the minute.

> “You have a fine ass. Perhaps if you put out, I may look the other way. Now…let’s see what we have to work with,” the older canine growled as he got down on his knees. He took the buttock in hand before spreading it apart. Iotran trembled as the cold wind swept across his crack. But it would not be cold for long. With a huff, the Bernard moved in, mashing his broad snout right between the cheeks. His tongue lewdly slurping along the ass and taint. Iotran let out a loud moan. Urged by the excited sounds, the security dog pushed himelf in deeper, digging right on into that hole. The wet sounds of lapping filling my ears as I watched my friend get rimmed.

> After a while, the Bernard slowly leaned back. His tongue was slobbering with a string of saliva connecting from his lips to Io’s rear end. The fur around his muzzle was saturated in spit. He slowly got to his feet positioning himself right behind the other. Hands taking a firm hold around the hips as he pulled my buddy back hard on his cock. The narrow tip slipped right in with ease. No surprise since the horned bruin was a slut. The Bernard growled out as he began to thrust. His hips slamming hard into the other’s hole. The knot squelching against the backdoor. One hand came up around to stuff a pair of meaty fingers into that maw to keep Iotran from moaning too loud.

> Meanwhile, I was fondling myself. Seeing my good friend getting fucked by this stranger in the middle of the woods at night really turned me on. Looking back now, I was such a damn pervert, but not that it mattered. I was panting roughly. My tail wagging as I was doing my best to remain quiet. I did not want to disturb the moment. I watched in secrecy as the St. Bernard was now lifting up my friend against the tree. Iotran’s booted feet dangling an inch off the snowy ground as the hulking canine was bludgeoning his ass cheek with that massive meat log. The huge, furry scrotum smacking deftly against the back of Io’s nuts.

> The St. Bernard lunged forward, his teeth sinking into Ioran’ scruff as he tugged on it. With a single, powerful buck of his hips, he sank his knot into that ass with a loud pop. Soon, the gurgling sounds of seed churning from the balls and into a wanton ass rose up in the silent, wintry night. Iotran rolled his eyes back as he shuddered. He went limp before laying against the tree, completely tame. I let out a soft groan myself as I came in my pants. Unfortunately, it was loud enough for the St. Bernard to hear.

> “Hey,” he called out to me from my hiding place. “Get your sweet ass out here…I’m not done with you two. Now!”

> I quickly stepped out into the open, blushing hotly. The St. Bernard looked me up and down, smirking. He nodded, rubbing his chin as he slowly tugged his knot from Iotran’s ass. I could hear my friend begging, “No…no don’t pull out…please…please your so big…I wanna feel your fat cock stay inside me.” A loud whimper sounded as the Bernard wrenched his dick away from Iotran’s behind causing globs of cum to spurt from his gaping hole. The large dog walked over to me, his dick swinging between his legs. He cupped my chin as he tilted my head up to gaze into my eyes. A smile spread over his face as he licked his lips. “I’m gonna enjoy wrecking you two. Now, follow me to my little abode. We got a long night ahead of us.”

> Next thing I know, Iotran and myself were taken to a small cabin near the resort. It was within the proximity of the building, but far enough from prying eyes. We were lead inside and stripped down naked.Our clothes tossed into a nearby basket by the door. The St. Bernard undressed himself giving us a full view of his body. He was handsome with taut muscles and a round belly. His hips were broad. His ass was plump. My eyes glanced down at his feet; a delightful pair of wide stompers that could easily cover my entire snout.

> “Now, what to do with you two naughty pups,” the St. Bernard rubbed his scruffy chin. His cock bounced in the air before us. Precum flicking over our snouts. The smell was raunchy. The arousnig musk permeating the air. I felt drunk. Iotran was already swooning as he leaned in to start licking over the tip. Well, I wasn’t about to let my friend have all the fun. I dipped my head down and began to suck on the big furry balls. A loud groan came from above. Large hands came to cup te back of our heads as the massive canine pushed his hips forward, grinding against our snouts.

> We lavished that dick with our tongues. I ended up making out with Io over the Bernard’s dick. Our lips were sticky with precum, strings mixed with saliva connecting our mouths together. Fingers gripped our hair tightly as the massive dog began to pump between our mouths. I whimpered blissfully. Iotran was grunting, reaching back to play with his quivering hole. The fat nuts started to slap against our cheeks before the St. Bernard barked out. Thick ropes of pearly white jizz sprayed over our faces. Some of it splattered over my brow. The bear-bull opened his maw to capture some of the globs, letting the ropes drizzle down the sides of his muzzle.

> The big dog took a step back, wiping his sweaty brow. His body glistening with perspiration. He stared at us for a long moment. I could tell he was pondering something else. Reaching out, he grabbed me by the scruff and tossed me on top of Io. The two of us thudded together, chest to chest. I looked over my shoulder before feeling a heavy weight press down on me. The St. Bernard wrapped his arms around my waist. His cock rubbing over my crack. I tensed up. Iotran was moaning as he laid back. Those darling eyes rolled back as he wriggled beneath me. Both our dicks were grinding together.

> Suddenly, the weight shifted. The security dog slowly lowered his hips more before thrusting forward. Iotran shouted, his eyes opening wide. The bed began to creak as the St. Bernard began to thrust into my friend. I was trapped between these two beasts. The loud sounds of clapping and squelching filled the room. Iotran wrapped his arm around me, hugging me. He looked into my eyes. Then, he lunged forward, locking lips with me. I tasted the semen on his tongue. We kissed deeply while the St. Bernard pulled out slowly, dragging his slick cock over my brown buns. The tapered tip nudging against my anus. It was my turn.

> He was not gentle in the intial penetration. That thick shaft plunging in. Luckily, it was already wet with bodily fluid, and I was used to taking large lengths (thanks to my dragon). Strong hands grabbed onto my shoulders as the big dog behind me started to gyrate his hips. The cock stretched me out, pushing through my sphincter muscles, threatening to straighten out my rectum. My insides convulsed. A loud snarl came from the hungry dog’s maw as he pulled back for a moment. He waited before slamming back in. The fat knot smacking against my ass. I yelped out. My dick sliding against my bear-bull friend. My toes curled tightly while Iotran wrapped his legs around me and the St. Bernard.

> The older canine alternated between the two of us. We took turns being fucked together. Our asses used by that thick cock. It wasn’t long until the two of us were completely gaping, begging for that knot. My mind was a mess. Iotran clung to me with his feet rubbing against mine. The sensation bringing bliss to my body. Strong hands stroked over our heads as the Bernard pulled the bear-bull closer to him. He smirked as he turned my friend on his side, leg in the air. The tapered cock head poked his already loose hole before sinking inside. He looked at me and pointed to Io’s mouth. I obeyed.

> I scooted closer to that moaning maw. My cock was rock hard, pulsating with thick veins throbbing along the sides of the shaft. I set it right on top of Io’s nose. One sniff and he slobbered all over it. That wet mouth working over my shaft as he swallowed it right down to the base. His nose huffing over my knot. I leaned back, groaning as my friend bobbed his head over my cock. I reached down to grab him by the horns and proceeded to ride that mouth. His tongue worked over me. So wet, so warm. I melted into the pleasure as I leaned back more, propping my foot over the bear-bull’s backside.

> Across from me the St. Bernard was fucking him like no tomorrow. Those strong hips banging against the ass, causing the bed to creak under us. That handsome muzzle pressing against Iotran’s toes as a slimy pink tongue slipped out and pushed between the digits. I watched as the large dog suckled on those toes. Biting my lower lip to suppress a moan, I moved my hips faster. Iotran was spit roasted between us. His blissful moans filling the cabin. He reached down to start jerking himself off. Deciding to be a good friend, I moved my other foot down to start playing with the glans with my padded toes. I was rewarded with a glob of precum to splash across the underside of my toes.

> The cabin soon stank of hot sex. I lolled my head back, taking in the scent of testosterone and lust. A warm palm began to knead over my nuts. I looked down to see Iotran slobbering over my canine cock. That tongue working over the tip sending shivers up my spine. His fingers tickled along my taint before his middle and index finger poked at my hole. I gasped out as he started to push them inside. I could barely contain myself. Grabbing his head by the horns I shoved him down onto my crotch. My knot swelling inside his muzzle, cheeks bulging out. He choked a bit, but that did not stop him from sucking. It was like having my soul sucked out through my dick. Those fingers quickly stroking along my prostate gland urging me further into a state of orgasm.

> “My, look at you two, so hungry. I am going to teach you bot a lesson in public decency. Next time you decide to take a piss do it in your own damn quarters and not on resort grounds,” the St. Bernard was hammering into Iotran’s ass. Those loud claps filling the small bedroom. Every thrust made the bed jerk. It pushed Io’s mouth further onto my crotch. I could feel his nose bury into my blonde bush. I shivered, curling my toes around his cock as he rubbed against it. The shaft twitched and swelled against my sole. The large canine wagged as he continued to bang his knot against my friend’s rear end.

> My balls began to churn with a need for release. I whimpered, tossing my head back. My fingers gripped into Iotran’s hair. He began to swirl his tongue around my knot stimulating me further. He huffed into my pubic hair, inhaling my rich musk. Those fingers worked in and out of my ass, wiggling all around before pushing deep. His knuckles spreading me open as he made a tip-tapping motion on my prostate.

> That did it for me. I howled out as I unloaded into his mouth. The bear-bull went wide-eyed as he started to drink down my spunk. However, I was gushing. He could not gulp it all down. My seed oozed from the corners of his mouth and even splurt out from his nostrils.He coughed, trying hard not to gag on my meat. Yet that did not stop him from fingering my hole. I begged for him to stop as I was becoming overstimulated. My words fell on deaf ears as Iotran started to buck against the bottom of my foot.The sticky precum had drenched over my toes making it quite slick.

> Meanwhile, the St. Bernard was watching us, panting. He was grabbing my friend by the waist and yanking him back onto his crotch. The knot was slipping inside, popping in and being yanked out. Every tug made that hole sing. It entered back in with a wet squelch. The massive canine was showing no mercy. He pistoned his strong hips into that ass, pounding away and breeding Iotran’s hole. His arms quickly wrapped around the waist as he panted. Chin resting on that shoulder as he growled, “Hope you’re ready cause I’m about to knock you up, boy!”

> Iotran’s eyes grew blissful. I could practically see the hearts dancing in his pupils at those words. He pushed his thick ass back on that crotch. His hole puckering up and squeezing around the knot eagerly. He was groaning around my length. His muzzle smeared with my seed and his saliva. It dribbled down his chin, soaking over my drained testicles. The St. Bernard snarled in my direction as he ordered me to get behind him and eat his ass. My cheeks burned at the sudden order, but I did what I was told. I removed my foot from Iotran’s cock. It throbbed for attention. He was so close, yet denied orgasm. The expression on his face was dismal. When I removed my cock from his mouth he begged to cum. He was utterly deprived, groaning and moaning.

> The St. Bernard scoffed as he reached around to start playing with those fluffy pectorals. He tweaked over Iotran’s nipples, tugging on them lightly before saying, “You will cum when I give you permission to cum. For now, you and your little dog friend need to be taught a lesson. Now, get back there boy and use your tongue. I better feel you wiggle inside me as I dump a litter of pups into your slutty bud.” The large dog laughed as he went to grind hard against Iotran’s ass, gyrating up and down, making the bed rock.

> Obediently, I did what I was told. I went around to the foot of the bed and gazed at that handsome white and brown ass. The St. Beranard was built like a damn juggernaut. His cheeks bounced up and down with every thrust he made into my friend’s wanton hole. That bushy tail lifting up to expose more of his rear as he reached back to spread himself. I eyed that tight rosebud. It appeared to be tight…untouched. Possibly a virgin. I leaned in closer, unsure if I should complay. Well, the security canine did not like that I was taking too long. He grabbed my head and shoved me right between his cheeks. It was musky, but not dirty. He smelled of pine, shampoo and a little bit of sweat. My tongue timidly poked out as I began to lick over his rim. A loud groan sounded from above.

> The St. Bernard groaned happily as he lolled his tongue out from the side of his muzzle, “Yeah, that’s a good pup. Get in there. Lick your daddy’s asshole good and I’ll give you a treat! Mmm, but not before I rail your sweet friend into the bed. I hope you’re ready, boy. Cause I’m about to flood your ass with my seed!” A low growl built up in the big dog’s chest. His thrusts started to become more aggressive. I was forced to slurp over his crack while Iotran was bred into the bed.

> My head grew fuzzy from the overwhelming pleasure building up. I dug my fingers into that fine ass, spreading the cheeks apart and really stuffed my tongue against that hole. The old dog barked out. His tail thumping against my forehead as he hunched over Iotran, grasping around the bear-bull’s waist. He was rutting that hole now. Those heavy balls smacking against my chin and Io’s taint. The St. Bernard humped against us. His knot swelling thicker. Without warning he pulled all the way back, forcing my muzzle to sink between his cheeks. I knew what was about to happen next. I just hoped my friend was ready for it.

> With an aggressive lunge, the large St. Bernard slammed down on top of Iotran. Both fell forward onto the bed, making the frame buckle beneath them. I watched as the fat, throbbing knot sank into my friend’s loose hole. It squelched and shimmered with sweat before popping inside. Io roared out. His claws dug into the wall of the cabin, raking over the surface, leaving behind small grooves. He kicked his feet on the edge, toes curling tigthtly. Pleasure surging through his body as the big dog was rapidly humping him now.

> “Cumming! I’m cumming! Ooooawrf, take it you fuckin’ slut! Have my puppies!” shouted the St. Bernard. He slammed down, lifting up his legs and waving his feet around in the air. Those toes wiggling in place as I watched those balls churn. The fuzzy sack contracte around them as they pulsed. The taint twitching with every pump of his groin. I was so captivated as Iotran was filled. The bear-bull whimpered up on ahead. His claws dragging further down the wall before they flopped down. He accepted his fate, accepting the seed gushing into his bowels and flooding his belly.

> After a solid minute of orgasmic release, the St. Bernard lowered his legs back down onto the bed. His massive feet gently caressing long the bear-bull’s arches. Their toes wiggled together. A soft sigh emanated from Iotran’s lips as he turned his head to gaze into the older dog’s face. I blushed as the two of them began kissing. The large canine began to rock his hips as he turned to look over his shoulder at me. His lips curling into a sneer as he curled his finger at me to come over.

> Just as I was about to go over, there was a knock on the door. The St. Bernard blinked, clearly irate that his private time was being interrupted. Putting a hand on the back of Iotran’s back, he yanked his knot out with a lewd, squelching pop. My friend yowled out before laying still on the bed. His face had bliss written all over it. Sweat soaked his body. He looked at me and reached out to try to hold my hand. I reached over to grip it, chuckling. He looked like such a slut.

> The St. Bernard went over to open the door. A cold wind rushed in. A familiar snarl echoed from the entrance. I turned to see a massive white wolf (Thraxan’s visage) almost crouching as he entered the cabin. His sharp blue eye glaring at the St. Bernard before coming upon me and Iotran. He walked over to us. His head almost brushing against the ceiling. Thraxan knelt down putting his nose to my neck, sniffing. He snorted once, satisifed. He reached over, grabbed Iotran and flung him over his shoulder before instructing me to gather my clothes.

> He then looked to the St. Bernard. That cold stare causing the older dog to flinch. Hands covered over his groin as he looked to me and said, “Get your clothes and get out. I better not catch you two pissing on resort grounds again.” He looked away, ears pinned back and tail tucked. I could not help but chuckle. Thraxan always had that effect on people. He was an intimidating bastard. I gathered our clothes and went outside, feeling a slight shiver. Thraxan stomped through the snow, then tossed his head back to the sky and howled.

> A moment later, Nathan and several of the D.O.G bros came rushing over. They all surrounded us, worried. I got such a scolding from the horse. Apparently, everyone was really worried about us since we were gone for a couple of hours. Once they realized what happened, a bunch of them smirked. Thraxan grunted before tossing Iotran to one of the bigger bros, telling everyone to return to the suite. He turned and went back to the cabin where, I am certain, he taught the security dog a lesson in playing with another person’s boyfriend without permission.

> Nathan sighed exasperatedly before tugging me by the ear. He said I was going to get such a pounding. The other guys laughed as they were all starting to get frisky. They were teasing Iotran, who groaned out, unable to move properly. The trek back to the resort was long and chilly, but we all managed to return in one piece. Iotran was shaking from the cold, but the bros knew exactly what to do to warm him up. They sat him down next to me on the bed before undressing. I nervously gulped as Nathan stood there with his arms across his chest and that equine dick throbbing an inch from my nose. The scent of a dozen arousing fraternity men filled the room. Iotran looked to me; his eyes dazzlnig with hearts as he suddenly tackled me to the bed. The others soon followed, piling on top of us.

> We definitely warmed up quickly. Whatever happened to the St. Bernard I never found out, but Thraxan returned later on that evening, looking quite pleased with himself. Iotran was exhausted after taking so many dicks throughout the night. The next morning, we all decided to stay indoors and recover, ordering room service and drinks. It's safe to say that Io and I were not permitted to leave the room for the remainder of the trip without a proper chaperone. Talk about embarrassing.

> That is all for tonight, my dear readers. I hope you all have a wonderful evening! Take care, and stay kind.