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Hello y'all!

Here's something I wrote to launch off the weekend in a fun way, and I hope that it will push some of the right buttons with its subject matter. It was fun to write for sure!

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It seemed that the stars were perfectly aligned for Doug on that hot, sweating Friday afternoon when almost everyone else had left the office. The big bear made his lumbering way across the hallway by his little cubicle of a room to get to the copy room and fetch some prints he had ordered from the big machine, rather than the small one in his own room. The demoralized bear felt too hot in his collared shirt and black pants and the tie that hung around his neck, already loosened to help withstand the sweltering heat. The bear huffed just moments before he grabbed the handle and pulled open the door into the small copy room.

Fucking fantastic.

Someone was standing by the big copy machine, loading some papers onto the tray, and there was no mistaking to the identity of the tall, broad-shouldered male toiling on doing his menial work. Yes, the assistant manager's young son Justin, their latest intern, was instantly recognizable, if not by his scent and body shape, but by the double globes filling out his pants and were even now pushed backwards, as if to show off the hefty curve of the bear's ass.

And fucking hell, Doug was sure that Mister Justin Johnson knew exactly what he was packing in that rear end, and that knowledge made him into a natural cocktease, by his natural virtue of having an ass that could haunt your mind if you weren't careful when thinking about it. The bear was 18 years and little but chubbier than his father, who was generally not very massive when it came to bears, but the son had certainly inherited his good looks and tall frame, but the lard-ass father could never stand up for what his boy packed in the ass department. Simply put, Justin Johnson had a fuckable ass that looked both firm and springy, it was perfectly rounded and in proportion with the rest of his broad back, although much wider as it flared into hips and then curved down to meet the thick thighs. The fabric of his pants was pulled extremely tight over that furry rump, only interrupted by his small tail, poking out of the customary hole at the back of his pants, fitted for comfort.

It was a showcase rump, and Doug had enjoyed every opportunity to ogle and stare at the piece of tail that seemed to appear just about wherever he went around the office, there it would be, the busy young intern wanting to impress his peers at work and maybe laying groundwork for a further career in the business. Doug wasn't sure that the want to stick dollar bills under the bear's belt wasn't exactly the reaction Justin was trying to get out of his co-workers, but the big bear was also sure that at least he was simply fucking impressed by what he saw. He'd been distracted for all of the past weeks, staring and lingering on the sight of the mobile wobbling eye-candy going down hallways or leaning against desks and coffee tables...or copy machines, even.

The bear in the grey business suit, worn with the jacket even with in the heat, turned his youthful head over and gave the bear a look, across his shoulder.

"Hello, Doug," the bear greeted with a small smile, "I'm just about done here, the machine will be free in a minute."

Doug pushed the copy room door behind him closed, and then, keeping his eyes on the younger bear's, he let his paw slip down and turn the latch. The door was locked with an audible click, and by the glint in the young bear's eyes, Doug knew that Justin knew that he had been trapped.

His paws were still moving over the machine, operating it as if nothing had happened, and he turned his head back down to keep an eye on his work. Doug smiled to himself, he knew that his instinct rarely failed him, and again the good old gaydar had proven itself in singling out the young bear as a mere twink who perhaps didn't know just quite much sway he could have over other dudes wanting to tap tight prime young meat. The older bear's cock was swelling quickly, filling out his sheath before it slipped out and made a bulge in the front of his black pants. Doug growled at the sensation, and stepped closer, quickly.

Doug stood behind the slightly hunched bear, his eyes slipping up and down over the boy's back, from his ears to that round, fleshy ass that was pushed back naturally by the posture and by the bear's own cocky demeanour as well. Doug licked his lips and grunted deeply, letting his breath rumble out of his chest.

"Here's the deal, chub," the office bear grunted in his best dominant voice, his bedroom voice, that made Justin's ears flick rapidly. "You've got five seconds to tell me to either fuck off or fuck your ass raw, and after that five seconds either thing's going to happen, and that'll be your final decision. Five seconds begins now."

The bear in front of him tensed, visibly, and his paws became still over the control panel of the copy machine, when the dominant bear's breath washed over his neck, making the furs ruffled naturally. Doug was sure that he could smell his arousal, as much as he heard the commanding tone in the older bear's voice, telling the twink that someone was going to tell him who was the boss...and it was going to be his boss doing it.

"Fuck...," Justin hissed, his ears flopping flat, and Doug could see his shoulders tensing, becoming more prominent mounds in the expanse of grey cloth covering the young intern's back.

"Fuck what, kid?" Doug grunted, loving the mind game portion of this encounter as much as the potential for sweet, sweet ass-pounding in the near future.

Justin backed his big rump to the older bear's groin with a convenient tilt of his hips, and ground it from side to side, and snorted.

"Fuck me!"

"There we go," Doug slammed his hips to the intern's fleshy ass, just as he leaned over and grabbed the bear around his chest with his arm.

The big bear's other paw grabbed onto Justin's chin and yanked his head back and to the side, to expose the intern's neck. Doug loved the gasp that escaped from his young catch's muzzle, falling open a little as he murred to the sensation of being rough-handled by the pent-up big bear intending on having a very good time. Doug grinded his swollen cock against the tight bear ass in front of him and tilted his head down to push his teeth dominantly over Justin's exposed neck. The young bear gasped at the sensation, especially when it was followed by the hot, slithering tongue that marked him with Doug's saliva.

"You like older guys, Justin?" Doug rumbled close to the young bear's ear, making it flick.

Justin simply kept on pressing his ass back against the lump of hot bear meat he could feel against his right rump cheek, and growled, throatily.

"I just...shit...like big guys," the bear moaned.

Doug chuckled deeply and humped his cock against the bear's sweet rump with a slow, determinedly slow rocking motion over his catch's hot bottom.

"You like big bears too?" Doug put his tongue into good use and licked the side of Justin's muzzle. "Ever gave your butt up to a big football player bear in that private school of yours who pounded it good?"

The shivers were almost poetic to him.

"I'm a...a virgin, sir," the bear drawled, almost whimpering from his open maw.

Doug stopped his humping for a second and simply stared at the bear he had pinned against the copy machine. Was the slut being serious? Could it be that nobody had ever stuck their thick cock between the double cushions formed by those big, furry butt cheeks, to bury it home into the hot and surely extremely tight asshole hiding right there, under his tail?

Whatever the truth was, Doug already felt like he could shoot his load within seconds of getting his cock inside the young bear, and he decided to not to make any further inquiries into it. The idea was good enough for him, and ever did the idea turn him on! The captured bear's little gasps and huffed breaths and grunts made his ears flick happily, and the feeling of that big, lumbering body pressed against his own made it clear that this was going to be an interesting ride.

"I'll take very good care of you, chubby cub," Doug smirked at the rude words that he was coming up with so easily now, and he groped over the bear's chest, finding the forms of some pectoral muscles bordering on manboobs, but he didn't mind a bit of flesh on the guys he screwed around with.

It'd been too long anyway, yet, and Doug was more than ready to give a good hammering to any willing hole that might come to his way, and this one had been practically offering itself up for him for the past weeks or so. It was about time he collected some, too, and saw what that offer was made of.

"Please, sir," the young bear gasped, pushing his butt towards the groin containing the heavenly pleasures he was already envisioning to fall upon him at any moment.

Doug growled and nipped the boy's nearest ear between his teeth.

"Your dad know you're a cock-hungry chaser, Justin?" the bear muttered, wanting to rile his young friend up with words as much as with the knowledge that he was soon going to get pounded hard enough to make his teeth clatter.

"Gonna...ahh...have an...epiphany...in college," Justin panted.

Doug chuckled roughly at the little bear's big words and decided to treat him to something good for their sake. He let go of the bear's muzzle and let his paw fall down and instead cop a good feel on Justin's package, through his straining pants. He gave the newly discovered mound a good squeeze that brought a deep moan from the younger bear.

"My, my, you ain't small here yourself," Doug grinned, licking his lips.

"Thank you, sir."

This kid sure knew how to fuck, Doug thought, as his blood pressure rose with each instance of "sir" in Justin's words. His cock had already reached the stiffness equivalent to a crowbar, and he was pretty much ready to do some prying with that.

"I like fucking guys who could as well be on the top but are so hungry for cock that they give up their asses instead," Doug added his own to the dirty talk and play and nipped on the intern's ear again, to show him who was in charge here, in charge of Justin's vulnerable and not so small ursine ass.

The younger bear seemed to shudder when he heard Doug's declaration.

"You gonna fuck me sir?"

"I will, boy," Doug smirked to himself, pushing his nose against the crook of the young bear's neck so that he could smell the inimitable cocktail of fear, arousal and simple male musk.

"Oh yes!"

"Ohhhh yessss," Doug hissed, and gave the boy's package a final parting squeeze before he moved upwards, over his waistline. "Let's get you out of these now though...need to finally see this ass of yours."

"Can I...help?" Justin asked, turning to look at the bear behind him with lust-filled eyes.

"Just keep those paws bracing on that copy machine, Justin, that'll be good practice for what's gonna come next," Doug smirked, baring his teeth briefly just so that he could see the intimidated reaction in the younger bear, that came as expected.

"Yes...yes sir."

Doug didn't really have to fumble with the belt buckle, it was a familiar, generic thing, just the plain kind that he had himself. Nonetheless, the clatter of metal when he pulled it open was a satisfying sound to him, making him rumble. After all, this was probably the gay equivalent of opening a girl's bra before going to town on some nice boobs, but since they were dudes, it also required much less dexterity than the aforementioned feat of opening that tiny latch. That much Doug had learned from the teen comedies of his youth, anyway, since he knew that he had always been a total queer and only ever chased male tail, never pussy.

Doug rubbed his paws over the bear's hips and then hooked his fingers under the waistband of those expensive grey pants and what felt like the elastic of some underwear. He even remembered to take a small step backwards so that he could better have a live action view of what he was doing, now that he slowly began to pull down the boy bear's pants. Doug practically drooled as more and more inches of curved butt were revealed, the tail slipped backwards into its back hole and then disappeared, only to soon re-emerge once it was free of the cloth, and down Doug's paws went, over the flare of those hefty rump cheeks that were giving him all too many interesting ideas. His cock throbbed almost painfully hard, soiling his own underwear, surely, but it hardly mattered now, his cock was soon enough going to get out of its clothed prison and find a new home buried balls deep inside the intern's internal heat.

Doug deemed that he was ready and let gravity take over, and instead put his paws over the young bear's rump cheeks and gave each a hearty little slap that resounded off the confined walls of the supply closet-sized copy room. Justin gasped at the sensation, not painful, just sudden, even if it did leave his skin smart a little under the thick layer of silky rump fur covering his ass. Doug squeezed and groped openly now, testing out the feel of that offered backside, which was proving itself to feel just as perfect as it looked like. There was some muscle and there was a layer of fat that made everything very round and very soft, and it responded well to his kneading action. The bear it belonged to was already moaning like a slut, of course, enjoying the rough handling of his ass under the paws of the big bear who had found himself a new favourite toy. He squeezed and fondled and even spread those cheeks apart, with some effort for they were big and fleshy, to reveal the hairy taint and get a glimpse at what the young bear had hiding there at the apex of his ass crack. He didn't disappoint in that respect either, Doug could very well see a hint of pink amidst the forest of curly hairs, a sight that definitely made him want to play hide and seek with that secret little pucker. And he definitely knew the perfect way to do that.

"Sweetcheeks," Dough grinned toothily and rubbed a single paw finger across the bear's sweaty crack, from his balls up until he was right over the hot, damp patch of skin belonging to the bear's tight asshole, and gave that an extra jab.

"Ughhh..."

Doug's knees complained a little when he got down on them, but the bulky bear knew that the twinge of discomfort was a tiny price to pay for what laid in front of him. His entire field of vision was filled with brown fur spread over the jingling ass cheeks belonging to the young intern, the young son of Charles Johnson, the bear Doug sometimes had gone out to have a beer with after work, to blow off some steam. He was an okay guy, maybe a bit of a bore after two beers, because Johnson Senior was a dull drunk, but it was now proving that his son was very little like his father, not boring at all. For starters, he smelled great, all musky and sweaty after too many hours of sweating his ass off in those tight pants. The ripe, matted furs of his taint were sending out an aroma of masculinity that was a huge turn-on for the butt-minded bear currently kneeling down in his very personal posture of worship, his nose a foot away from the adolescent male's most private places. One of Doug's paws still rested on Justin's hip, but the other moved to cup the pair of sizeable balls hanging on their sac between the bear's spread legs. Doug grinned and gave the hefty pair a little gasp-inducing tug before he leaned over and gobbled them down into his muzzle.

"Ohhh shit!" the young bear gasped when he realized that his whole package was suddenly enclosed in the heat of Doug's vibrating muzzle.

Doug murred out of pleasure, of the sweaty tang exploding over his tongue that rested underneath the thick sac filling his muzzle up to the brim. It wasn't perfectly comfortable, and something of a tight fit, but he could still spend a few pleasant moments slurping and tugging on the fleshy orbs inside his muzzle. This was one of his special tricks, and even if the bulging cheeks caused by having a pair of balls inside his muzzle wasn't exactly such a respectable image, he hardly cared, it was a sure deal in getting his lays to be in the exactly right mood. He augmented the pleasure by slipping his paw between Justin's legs, to grab on his cock, fully hard and pointing up towards his chin. The slim length felt moist under his palm, likely after being trapped all day in its sweaty sheath with nobody to play with, but Doug could fix that, with pleasure. He gave it a good squeeze, and let those big balls slip out of his maw that had to open extra wide to let the low-hangers pass without scraping too much over his vicious teeth. Whatever contact happened only brought extra moans and grunts from the submissive bear boy getting his first taste of a real papa bear showing the tricks of an experienced top who knew how to have a good time.

"You liked that, Justin?" Doug smirked to himself as he listened to the bear's ragged breaths, caused by the fact that he deliberately breathed hotly over the spit-glistening balls, and that he was still holding the bear boy's shaft in a good grip.

"Oh, yes sir, please, more sir!" Justin moaned, unashamed.

Doug gave the bear's cock a good old-fashioned up and down stroke and began to lick his low-hanging balls with slow, broad laps, his nose revelling in the muskiness they offered, straight from the source.

"You like having your balls licked, boy?" Doug made sure that his tongue didn't miss making any of those telltale slurping sounds over Justin's teased balls.

"Ohh yes, sir, it feels so good, Mr. Pritchard."

Doug's eyes widened a little at the young bear's use of his name. He wasn't sure why it sounded exactly as dirty as it did, but perhaps it really was doing things to his dominant core. At least it made him attack the bear boy's balls with increased fervour, to bathe them properly while his ears revelled in the husky groans brought on by the heated male getting a good taste of a real male showing what he could do for the slutty bear who might have just gotten himself into the biggest trouble of his life for submitting to the biggest bear in the office.

"You taste pretty darn good, chub," the bear grunted roughly, his paw groping over one of the nickname-giving rump cheeks intently.

"Thank...thank you, sir..." the bear moaned helplessly, trying to push his cock into the grip of the warm paw surrounding his shaft.

Doug noticed the movement and instantly released his hold on the bear's cock, not allowing him that reprieve yet. He'd let the cock throb and bounce in front of him, untouched and likely leaking pre out of its blunt tip, but nobody was there to give him a paw. The frustrated pink prick oozed and pulsed and was left unattended now that Doug had both of his paws affixed over the bear's rump cheeks.

"And don't you go touching yourself, boy, "Doug gave the warning, mostly because it sounded so rough and dirty coming off his lips in his favourite big boy voice.

"Yes, sir, no, sir--AUGH!"

Doug gave those envious ass cheeks a firm squeeze, on both sides, letting his fingertips really dig into the fleshy halves of the rump that had given his poor ol' cock a record number of daytime boners during the past few weeks the walking ass tease had terrorized the corridors of the company office. The softer flesh yielded to a degree, until he found more solid muscle beneath the padding the bear was packing on his rear, giving good base for further groping on Justin's exposed rump.

"Your sir is definitely liking your ass, Justin, you work out?" Doug questioned, still admiring the brown sweaty butt hovering in the air in front of him.

Justin's stubby tail flicked, nervously.

"A little bit...dad...dad says girls dig it, sir."

Doug jammed his thumbs against the sides of the bear's taint and pried his rump cheeks apart to expose the hairy crack in its complete sweat-matted glory. The little patch of wrinkled pink skin seemed to be winking at him, surprised by the sudden stretching caused by Justin's ass being opened up the way Doug was doing, revealing his treasures for the lusty office bear's eyes to behold.

"Well you're a lucky bastard, Justin, because guys like it even better, boy," Doug grinned and wasted no time in burying his muzzle into the newly exposed valley of flesh.

"Ahh....ahhh..!!"

Doug's hot breath tickled his young conquest's flesh when he bored into his ass crack, getting all cosy with the musky, furry taint spread out in front of him. His nosepad got a covering of sweaty bear essence, his snuffles heated the skin beneath all those curly black hairs, and his very presence made the tight little bear hole clench with nervous expectation. The big bear didn't hurry with his adventure, even if his own cock was pulsing rapidly and really needing some attention, and soon, but the bear knew that asses were like fine beer or wine, perhaps. You had to take your time to enjoy the flavor and the tang and the fragrance and let it swirl inside your maw to let the deeper, oaky aromas to surface once they were exposed to the room air.

Unlike those silly wine tasters, Doug liked to swallow.

Doug's wide tongue licked along the sides of the Justin's taint, tasting his sweat and his musk and putting the protective forest of curly hair into a new kind of disarray with his exploring licks. His content rumblings and huffs into the boy's ass crack made Justin moan and try to push his ass backwards against that hot muzzle giving him all kinds of interesting sensations, even if he didn't even have his tongue in his asshole yet.

"Oh fuck..." Justin's claws almost destroyed the touch-sensitive control panel when they extended upon the feeling of the tongue moving up and down in the crevice of his taint, swallowing his musk.

"You sure taste like a real man, kid," Doug murred when he titled his head back just long enough to get a breath deep enough to clear his nose and maw of the heady tang, so that he could enjoy it fresh and anew the moment he returned to the bear rump he was ravaging with dirty intentions and his eyes giving it a very careful look alright.

"Uhh...thank you, sir..."

Justin's tail was short, but he naturally kept it held up and to the side even now, to make sure that there were no obstructions between Doug's hungry eyes and the sight of the fleshy little dimpled pucker persistently hiding under the bear's tail when it wasn't being into any kind of use. The tailstar seemed to wrinkle down into an even deeper burrow while Doug was watching, and the very sight made his maw water. He sure loved asses, they were just the perfect kind of pleasure, utterly debauched and not something that a man and a woman would probably ever want to do when they got it on. Perhaps it was weird to think about straight sex while having gay sex, Doug wondered, especially since he had never experienced the joys of that kind of erotic activity, but in a way, he took pride in the fact that at least this was something that straight furs didn't really do when they wanted to get off. After all, as far as the big bear understood, there was very little when it came to gay sex that wasn't something that straight people did as well, but when it came to eating out an ass, he was sure that it wasn't a number one thing for most of them. He simply couldn't imagine someone like, say, Charles Johnson settling down for the night next to his big-breasted Mrs. Johnson and saying...

"Okay, Marjorie, now it's the time to lick some butt, honey."

Doug, on the other paw, saw many kinds of good to the art of buttlicking, ass-eating, rimming, ass worship or whatever you wanted to call it when you jammed your muzzle under a quivering tail and got to work with what you got. It was the perfect way to get slightly jitterish partners to give up their ass end freely for the lusty bear, once they had been treated to a good tonguing from the big bear intent on having a good time with whomever he might be sleeping with. To have that big tongue boring down on their tailholes, spreading saliva and poking at their muscles was more than enough to make the lesser males pant and beg for something bigger to be stuck in there, and soon. With bigger, more strong-willed guys it could even become a sort of a challenge, when the power bottom was really into it and not only needed, but demanded that the guy doing the tongue-to-butt action really buried that tongue into that dirty ass, where it belonged.

Justin, it seemed for Doug as he swiped his tongue in circles over the rim of the muscles of that clenching anus, Justin decided to play the role of the innocent boy being seduced into dirty butt fun by the big bear, taking him and reducing the large youth into a sex object, a hole to play with, while both received immense amounts of pleasure from the dirty acts taking place between them. He didn't have to tell Doug to stick that fucking tongue into their fucking dirty shitholes, he only needed to moan and breath raggedly whenever his sweet pucker came into contact with the bear's eager tongue. Saliva already dribbled down along the young bear's taint and onto his big balls swaying between his legs, now that nobody was giving them any loving for the moment. Doug kept his paws steady on Justin's ass, holding his rump cheeks apart so that he had as much room as he needed for teasing and enjoying the prime quality ass he had managed to catch by the virtue of being a bold old fucker who didn't think twice about screwing around with his boss's son. They were both willing adults, after all. He wasn't seducing a youngster into doing anything he didn't want. That wasn't Doug's thing anyway. He liked them tight and with good asses, that was pretty much the big bear's only criteria when it came to casual sexual partners. As long as they were old enough to go to a bar to have a drink and hook up, and with a tight ass that felt nice when it was wrapped around Doug's hot cock pistoning in and out of their steaming holes, preferably opened up with the bear's eager daddy tongue.

He thoroughly enjoyed the muzzleful of ass, taking his time on going up and down on his crack and covering it with his spit to make for a smoother glide of his increasingly rapid movement of his tongue over the boy's tasty taint. Every swipe returned to the top of that slippery slope, Justin's immaculate asshole surrounded with the wiry hairs that tickled a little against Doug's tongue, but he had visited a few asses in his life and welcomed the sensation rather than shied from it. Just the assholes's way of saying hello, he liked to call it, hello, tongue, nice to meet you, now don't you dare to stop banging my backdoor or you'll regret it!

"Ohh fucking Jesus it feels so hot, sir!"

Doug huffed roughly and treated the crooning bear to a brief but intent bathing that concentrated directly over the pursed pucker, letting his tongue make a rotating motion over it, as if he was trying to drill that hole in the first place, not attempting to pierce its zealous tightness so that he could get a taste of the boy bear's innards as well. The younger bear moaned hotly and grunted, manly, much to Doug's pleasure, because girly behavior never did anything to him, sex-wise. He liked them manly and sweaty and willing to get the dirty done with a bear who was determined to have a fun time. He showed that off with the eagerness with which he ate out the butt that was offered to him, like a gift, from the young intern to the more experienced bear who had showed him the ropes of the workplace and was now thanking him in his very special way. The musk filling his nose and the sweaty tang that was all over his tongue were more than enough to make Doug go a little bit feverish with the want to fuck the younger bear. He hadn't gotten off in a while, he'd only had his own trusty right paw, nothing like the real deal of sticking into a warm hole like the one he lapped and slobbered over.

Even under his lips and tongue it felt perfect, likely very tight, but receptive, ready to take whatever Doug could give to him ,and the big bear knew that his eight inches or so had rarely left anyone unsatisfied. His mighty rod already craved to be inside the tongue-ravaged ass, he wanted more than butt musk over his face, he wanted to have it over his hips, with cum dripping down his spent, pink, swollen cock, and over the boy's ass, to mark him as a bitch to the big office bear. Doug liked to think that he was an amiable guy, easy to get along with if you weren't complaining about nothing or shooting crap. He also knew that he had a deeply imbedded dominant side to his personality, the papa bear that surfaced whenever he was sufficiently sexually aroused and in the right kind of company...such as his boss's barely eighteen years old son who had come to the office to learn how to bring coffee and copied documents to the older white collar furs, not how to bend over a copy machine and take a slick cock deep inside his hot rump.

Doug's tongue began to feel numb, a clear signal that he had been going to town in the boy's butt for a bit longer than he thought he really had, but to get lost in such a fun act was nothing new to him, but the new sensation told him that it might be time to ramp up the heat a little bit further. He left Justin's hole with a deliberately slow, long slurping sound, and admired the mess he had made with critical eye, briefly, before he finally allowed the winking pucker to be hidden in its spit-slickened crevice as he released the bear's rump cheeks and got up with a loud huff.

Damn knees.

Justin shivered when the contact was lost, and a coolness descended upon his slick taint. He didn't dare to move, however, not even when he heard the click of metal and the unmistakable shuffle of fabric, when he listened to Doug getting rid of his own pants. The big bear got them down to his knees, just like the bear in front of him already had them, expensive fabric mussed into a heap between Justin's spread legs. Doug thought that it was a look that suited most male furs, especially when they were bent over ready to take a good pounding.

Doug shuffled forward carefully and pushed their bodies together, firmly, making sure that newly released cock was lodged comfortably between the younger bear's rump cheeks, as he moved over and let their mostly clothed bodies meet. Justin gasped when the fleshy intruder nestled into his spit-soaked taint, warming the skin up to a heat, even when the big bear growled into his ear and put his arm dominantly over his chest again, holding onto him firmly.

Doug growled with satisfaction and began to grind his hips against the bear's rump, slowly, dry-fucking the slut in a lewd reminder of what was going to happen next.

"You know that it's going to be rough ride, don't you, boy?" he murmured dangerously, his paw clasping onto one of Justin's bulging pecs and giving it a good squeeze, so that the nipple was stuck between his palm and the silky fabric of his shirt.

"Ahhh..." Justin groaned tilting his head down submissively even further than before. "Y..yes..."

"All natural, Justin, just my spit for lube, boy, when I fuck your tight little hole with my big cock" Doug went on with his dirty premise, while his heavy hips worked a rhythm over the boy's fleshy rump.

"Ahh...yes, sir, I want that, sir..." Justin moaned, meekly, almost, if you could call a six-foot tall, almost 200-pound bear meek by any definition of the word.

"Can you feel my cock, Justin?" Doug grunted, hotly, his long cock still plowing through the young bear's ass crack.

"Yes, sir!" Justin ground his rump against the fleshy shaft as much as he could, and felt how it stroked over his taint and his tailhole, spreading slick pre there along to the spit that was already coating his crack.

Doug couldn't help but hiss at the sensation of that delicate flesh touching his own, and he pressed their hips flush, truly pinning the young bear down with his own sizeable bulk, and with the presence of that cock under his raised tail.

"And you want it to go raw into your tight little virgin ass?"

"Yes, sir, please!" the bear whined, perhaps uncharacteristically for his species, but as far as dirty talk went, it worked like a charm.

"Good boy," Doug smirked and treated Justin's ear to a quick nip before he released the bent-over bear and stepped back, just a little, so that he could make room for the next inevitable step.

Justin took a deep breath, and soon was treated to the sound of a slick noise, slurping, almost. A quick glimpse over his shoulder showed that Doug was sucking on a couple of his fingers, coating them with a good layer of spit from his muzzle, and Justin shivered from the knowledge of where those fingers would soon make their way into. Doug noticed the look and grinned around his own fingers, and put up a little show, pushing them deeper and rotating them, and even let his tongue make a brief appearance, curling around the sloppy digits in his maw. They departed from his lips with a soft pop, and he smirked at the wide-eyed bear.

"Liked that, huh? You little pervert."

"Yeah, I did, sir," Justin pouted and let his ears fall, to show his respect for the alpha office bear.

"I'm sure I'll give you something bigger to suck on at some other occasion, but right now I'm gonna take that sweet ass of yours, Justin."

"Please, sir," the hunk of a bear replied, breathily.

Doug gave the bear a quick slap across his buttocks, much to their mutual yelping pleasure, before he brought his paw between Justin's ass seeks and sought the little pucker. The searching fingertips soon stroked over the slick skin, touching it, pressing over it, and making the younger bear moan.

"You like playing with your ass a lot, Justin?" Dough huffed roughly, moving forward so that he could press his own cock against Justin's left hip and keep up the contact between them even when he was trying to stretch out the boy a little for what was to come soon.

"Often in the...uhh...shower, sir Mr. Pritchard," Justin breathed out, gasping when the unfamiliar fingertips poked against his anus.

Doug put his free arm around the boy's chest against and held the bear close, enjoying how he fit so well against him, despite their size and height difference. With his chest pressed against Justin's shoulder, he could feel every shiver and shudder caused by his exploring fingers, trying to get past the tight ring of muscle. The taut hole pulsed under his fingertips, showing off its strength in keeping things exit-only, but Doug had different intentions.

"You just tease your tight little virgin butthole or jam them all the way in, Justin?" Doug wouldn't pass this chance to tease the bear some more, especially when his own index finger was prodding the center of the boy bear's pink opening.

Justin nodded, quickly, moaning quietly as well.

"I...uhh...like playing with my prostate, sir."

Doug chuckled, close against one of the bear's perky ears, smiling to himself in a congratulatory manner over how easy it was to play with the confident bear who was now his total bitch.

"Don't you worry, boy, when I'm fucking you hard, I'm going to be poking that pleasure button of yours whenever I'm going in and out of your tight rump, Justin...like this..." Doug demonstrated his theory by letting his thick finger act as the substitute, pumping his fingertip against the hole that wouldn't let him slip in quite yet.

The ring of muscle squeezed down on him even now, tightly, reminding Doug that this rump was going to be one hell of a ride once he managed to get himself inside it, balls, deep, riding the boy's offered ass to high heaven.

"Ohh yes, yes, like that, sir!"

Doug snuffled at the constant honorifics. It was starting to get a bit monotonous, but then again, this was an eighteen-year-old bear who had grown up with an unlimited supply of internet porn, unlike Doug who only had a few muscle magazines and a lot of eagerness to learn the tricks and ins and outs of gay sex via paws-on experience. Surely the porn didn't offer too much of a stimulating model on how to talk dirty and make your partner want to slam-fuck your tight ass into oblivion.

"Well I like it like that...hard and deep, boy...think you can take it good?" Doug's fingertips stroked along the inner rim of the slowly yielding tailhole, testing out just how pliable the bear's asshole was proving out to be.

"I'll try to do real good sir!" Justin moaned out, helpless as the fingers bore into him.

Doug drooled over the bear's back, putting his scent on him in a juicy dribble from his maw. His fingers were scissoring now, twisting and turning in an effort to get through the sweat - and spit- lubed pucker and into the bear's tight tail tunnel. The resistance was giving up slowly, naturally, the boy was eager, Doug was eager to shove his fingers deep inside that inviting back passage, to check it out before going in with the real deal, his own sizeable cock. Before that there was work to be done and set to it fully, keeping the grunting bear held close to his chest. Doug whispered dirty things to the huffing boy's ear, even licking the soft inner side of it, teasingly, perhaps annoyingly, even, while the boy's body spread open under his exploring fingertips. The slick, smooth heat gripped on him, making both of them groan, quietly, as the fact that he had entered the bear became evident, and a broad smile spread over Doug's muzzle when he heard the associated sigh that could only mean one thing.

"Yeah, that's it," Doug declared roughly, keeping his fingers deep inside the butt and not moving them to either direction, simply letting Justin get to know the feeling of the big bear's thick fingers doing dirty things to his asshole. "That's what they always say when they get to that stage..."

"Ahh...I didn't say anything...sir..." Justin gritted his teeth and tried not to moan too loud at the sensation of his elastic ring of muscle being handled by the confident fingers inside his ass.

"Your body did, Justin," Doug squeezed his arm across the bear's chest, firmly, to remind him just who he was involved with in this illicit workplace encounter. "It just told me that this sweet ass of yours always feels itchy unless it's got something scratching it from the inside...like this..."

Doug began to fingerfuck the young bear in earnest, letting his thick digits slide slowly in and out of the constantly spasming tailhole, the whole of his paw jammed between the sweet cheeks of the ass he finally got to play with after so many weeks of just looking and not touching. He'd already gotten a taste of it, and soon he'd simply ream the hot depths of the butt that now belonged to him. He felt tight and perfect, even if it was yet only fingers penetrating into his rump, but that wouldn't be the case for too long anymore. The young bear was already panting, his tongue hang out of his muzzle, and his cock simply bobbed up and down in front of him, pulsing from the stimulation in his backside.

"Ahhhh...fuck me...Mr. Pritchard, please fuck me..."

Dough could hear that he'd already gotten the boy bear almost to the breaking point, he was going cock crazy, just the way a good bottom should, only there to be fucked and rammed up the ass as hard as the top was able to do, no matter that he would walk funny for a week afterwards. Doug wondered whether the young bear had a lot of experience with that kind of sex, but he might as well start somewhere, even if that meant getting buttfucked by a sweaty daddy bear in the smelly copy room in the business where both of them worked on bad pay.

"Think you ready, chub cheeks?" Doug decided to tease the boy for just a little moment longer, while his fingertips curled against the bear's prostate, deep inside him, touching the little nut and making it spark with electric pleasure from the alien contact.

"Ahh yes!" the boy moaned, helpless in his arousal and submission to the bigger bear.

Doug jammed his fingers up to the hilt for one final time before he pulled them out of that slurping orifice. Justin gasped, but barely had any time to recover before he felt the pre-soaked cock slide across his left ass cheek and become lodged under his tail. The older bear spared his paw long enough that he could his shaft downwards, to get into the perfect angle for pushing his thick cock into the panting bear. He bit back a moan when his sensitive cocktip touched the hot, loosened up anus belonging to Justin, the boy bent over the copy machine, the bottom, now that Doug was getting to do what he was meant to do, the big bear, showing the way of the world to the young bear new to all this gay shit.

It was sweet shit, though, Doug had no argument against that, when he gripped tightly onto the horny ass Justin was even now trying to push backwards to better meet the presence of that blunt tip poised against his anus. He knew that they only had some spit and pre to go with now, no KY or Vaseline had been within a paw's reach, but Doug didn't mind, in this state of mind, he knew that Justin could take it, he'd been there, done that, sometimes the most natural way simply was the only option available and when you were horny enough, that's what a man got to do.

"Here comes the papa bear, Justin...gonna pop your Doug cherry now, boy...hang on tight and try not to scream too much," the bear ended his warning with an especially dirty and loud growl, to make sure that the message got through, before he punctuated it with a thrust against the boy bear's slickened pucker.

He could admire the way how Justin's upper body tensed as he braced himself more steadily on his paws, moments before Doug adjusted his own grip on the boy's hips and began to push into him. The tight hole only had the strength left to resist for a few seconds before the first inches simply cut through and slipped into the tight heat offered by Justin's rump. The boy snarled and his body clamped down hard on the new intruder inside his rectum, but there was nothing he could do to stop it, Doug was going to push all the way into that tight hot anal canal and fill it with his meat and then leave his swimming gift there. He wanted to get off badly, to fuck the boy's ass until it felt raw and sloppy and then add a hot serving of bear spunk into the boy's slutty rear and shoot so much cream there that it'd soon be dripping out of his puffy bear hole. The heat beyond the tightly gripping ring of muscle felt great for him, it made Doug growl and want to bury the rest of him inside Justin as fast as possible, which was something he was trying to do even now as he slid another inch into the warm orifice. He took only very small breaks, maybe adjusting his footpaws a little to steady himself better, before his hips gave another nudge forward and speared more flesh into the boy bear.

"You're tight, boy...you're one tight little ass."

Justin no longer answered, only moaned, when more cock slipped into his rectum and spread him wide open around it. The bear behind him might not have been hung like a horse, but it almost felt like he was taking a stallion dong inside his butt and not just a relatively slim but long, pink, throbbing, leaking cock belonging to the big office bear. It went over his prostate and then beyond, and yet there were two more inches before their hips were flush and Doug had all of himself inside the bear, filling him up so that their balls touched and signaled that all of the older bear was filling the boy's furry rump with potent meat.

"One damn tight hole..." Doug huffed, no longer caring that his voice had gone so low that it was barely audible amidst the rumbles escaping from his throat with each of his breaths.

"Shit..." the young bear, his head hung low, spoke, perhaps not in direct answer to the earlier statement, simply speaking up the inimitable sensation of being spread open by a big male cock inside his ass.

Doug pushed his paws upwards, under the boy's hanging shirt hems, to grab on his sides and make sure he held him down good before he withdrew his hips and instantly pushed the glistening inches back into the hole in front of him. The first thrusts forced the air out of the younger male's lungs, that's how it sounded like to Doug when he leaned over the boy and pushed their bodies together. He wasn't one of those porn guys who just grabbed it and fucked it, he wanted the whole boy to himself, wanted to hold to him and feel him shivering and shuddering and heaving while his ass got reamed. He wanted to feel it on his skin, not just listen to the helpless snarls caused by the presence of a rapidly anal invader sliding in and out of his sensitive hole that could barely muster the energy to clench around the lubed shaft spreading him wide open.

Doug's teeth tugged on the boy's tie, around his neck, when he took a deep breath and let it rip. His hips became a flurry when he fucked into the boy, sawing through his body at a hard, fast pace that made his balls slap audibly against the boy's. The air was filled with grunts and musk coming off the dirty act they were committing at 3:28 on that Friday afternoon when it really was too hot to work, since the air conditioning wasn't working properly and the repairmen hadn't come in yet. Doug didn't mind, at least it made sure that there was going to be a lot of musk and sweat around. He was getting all his worth now as he worked himself in and out of the slurping confines of the no longer superb tightness of Justin's perfect ass. It felt just as good as he had imagined, soft on the surface, firm in the springy after-effect of slamming his hips against the boy's upturned rear, and the insides of his rectum were almost burning from all the friction it put on his cursorily lubed cock. It was definitely one of the roughest rides Doug had given in recent times, completely unabashed and ruled by the need to fuck and get off. The boy had teased him enough, this was Doug's reward, whatever Justin was going to get out of it, he didn't care, he just wanted that ass and now it belonged to him.

The big bear kept most of himself inside the gripping heat, knowing that his speed more than made up for the lesser range of motion in his hips as he pounded into the tight, cushion-like ass belonging to his co-worker's wayward son. He was owning the ass that was made for sitting on the driver's seat of an expensive BMW, and now he was using it for his private amusement, for a cheap frill the cocky bear had deserved for the very virtue that he had a great ass. Probably he was a good kid, too, with his friends, when he wasn't trying too hard, like at work. Now he didn't even have to try anything at all, he simply had to stand there and take it like a man, and he wasn't doing a bad job at all. Yes, he sounded like he was hyperventilating, just a little, and the scraping of claws signaled that his body was just about on the breaking point when he adjusted his posture over the misused copy machine, but he didn't complain, nor try to escape from the pounding. He simply stood there and took it, unable to do anything else to participate in the assfest but be the ass and let the big bear have his dirty way with him. Doug was working his 40-year-old body up to its limits, too. He was sweating plenty, his armpits were by now rank and soaked and musky, adding to the general locker room stench filling the copy room. Horniness was a good replacement for whatever youthful extra enthusiasm Justin might have, and it was doing the work well, keeping the bear up to full speed while he fucked the addictive rump at a good tail-bone-breaking pace.

All the while Justin's cock bounced up and down from the force of the impacts over that body part that had gotten him into this thing in the first place. The long prick leaked a stringy, pearly dribble of pre that kept oozing out until it broke under its own weight and dripped down to the dirty plastic floor. The pounding inside his ass was making his whole body tremble and sweat, and the heat on the small of his belly, at the root of his cock, he suspected, was stoked expertly by the constant motion of the daddy bear cock plunging into the boy's tight hole with each firm seesawing motion. It made the bottom bear's cock twitch and his vocalizations fall into the snarling range, as the burning increased.

"Ahhh...Doug...gonna...gonna..." the bear grunted.

Doug had enough of a presence of mind left to spare one of his paws to grip around the boy bear's swollen shaft, never missing a beat even when he reached out to give the good old helping paw for the bear getting his ass pounded. He could feel his own orgasm growing too, it was hardly something he could miss, and when he was this aroused, there was very he could not wanted to do to try and hold it back. it drove him on to fuck even harder, to make sure that he had nothing left to spare once he had given everything to the sexily moaning hot bear.

"Let it...go, boy!" Doug felt that Justin now started to fuck into his grip, desperately needing to get off amidst the heated thrusting into his rear.

"Awww....shhhhhhhiiiit!!!"

They both could hear the sound of the young bear's cum splashing against the side of the copy machine, following by a held-back moan from Justin, trying not to shout out when he shot his spunk out of his twitching balls. His tailhole clenched rhythmically, the system was in full action, his body was working to get all of his cum out of his body, and now there was no stopping any of the other associated effects. It did cause the tunnel Doug was plowing into the become even tighter, sucking on him, making his own cock feel raw and heated from the sheer friction put upon him by that dream ass he had taken so roughly and unannounced.

"Here we...go...!"

Doug let out an almost constrained grunt of satisfaction when his own balls exploded with heat and his pumping hips slammed down one more time, before he began to simply grind himself against the bruised rump, keeping himself in subtle motion while his body did the rest and shot a glob after glob of cum into the bear's willing rectum. His earlier prediction came true after only a few moments, when the continuing churning movements began to force some of the creamy, runny stuff out of the boy's ass and over their balls. The added slickness only served to make their contact more intimate, more meaningful, even if it was just a fuck, to relief the tension that had been growing between them for a month now, and had to be taken out.

Their steaming, overworked bodies continued to shudder, heaving with their breaths and the fact that both of them had still-dripping cocks, one stuck under the younger's tail. Doug noticed that his paw was slick with Justin's cum, and without further ado pushed that paw under the boy's downturned head and against his lips.

"Lick."

The bear breathed hotly against the offered fingers before his obedient lips began to move, and a tongue sneaked out to lap over the fingers being held up to a convenient distance from his hungry muzzle. Justin licked and scooped up all of his own juices he could get, eagerly slurping on them to get more of the familiar, often-sampled tang over his tongue, much to the amusement of the bear still mounting him, for the moment.

"Tastes good, Justin?" Doug murmured tiredly, enjoying the slightly ticklish sensation over his fingers.

"Yes, sir...yes...really good," the bear mumbled, too busy at eating out his special present.

Doug snorted and gave the boy's ass a good slap from his free paw. Justin yelped and jumped forward with the result that the big bear's cock suddenly slipped out of him and left him feel quite empty and Doug feel quite cold, and both of them grunted, none more than Justin who slammed against the copy machine and got his cock jammed between his belly and the side of the sturdy machine.

"Shit," Doug huffed as his cock slapped upwards and made a wet stain over his shirt.

The sight of the boy's spread ass made it all better, though. He could see a wet trail going down between his cheeks, and over his balls, adding a hint of white to the monotone brown. Doug smiled proudly at the sight and the knowledge that it told him that he had just made a sore ass out of Justin's cock teasing backside, a fate that it had really deserved.

"I've got some spreadsheets to finish, kid, before I'm off for the weekend," Doug spoke, smirking, as he pulled up his underwear and stuffed his dirty cock into them ,just like that, followed by his rumpled black pants.

Justin turned around, tentatively, and watched the bigger bear get dressed again, his breaths still rough and almost wheezing, not to mention the pink, cock jutting out from under the hem of his shirt.

"Uhh..."

Doug zipped himself up and began to work on his belt next.

"I'm going to go to the Starbucks on Bakersfield Avenue, and I'm going to order two tall frappuchinos, and I expect you to be there around four twenty-five, okay, Justin?" the big bear spoke.

The young bear stared at the elder with wide, curious eyes, and his ears flicked.

"Uhh...yeah, Doug?"

Dough adjusted his belt buckle and then tugged on his hems to make sure that he didn't look quite as dirty as he knew that he must smell, now that he'd tapped his new favorite ass thoroughly.

"Yeah, Justin," he replied, smirking toothily. "I usually like to buy a guy a drink before I fuck them, so I thought I'd do the same afterwards, now."

Fuck he was cute when he looked like that, Doug thought, when he saw the younger bear looking back to him, bashfully. He was damn sure that Justin was blushing now, too, he just had that kind of a look to himself, and the way how he held his head down a little, as if still in submission to the older, sexually stronger male.

"Uhh...okay...I guess."

"Good work, chub."

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