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My dad's ear cracking laughter drifted through my door, waking me up from my dreams. I grabbed my phone, and glanced at the screen, before I rolled my eyes. It was the anniversary of one of my dad's big game wins from his glory days of playing college ball, I should have expected this, but I'd forgotten about it before I went to bed. Every year on this very date, him and his best friend, Robert Swanson would get together, drink, and reminisce about the good old days. It'd be sweet... if they knew how to keep it down.

When I was younger I'd yell down for them to shut up, but now that Swanson was my football coach at college, it took that option right off the table. I thought about just rolling over and going back to sleep, and rejoining the cute blondie bear running through my dreams, but my belly protested, demanding I get something to eat first. I threw back the thralls of my warm cocoon of bed sheets, and I snuck down the stairs.

On my way down, I glanced at myself in the dim moon light. I had some muscle to my arms and legs, but my belly was still pretty big for a football player. About half way down the stairs, I realized I was still wearing nothing but a pair of tight black undershorts. I was too tired to turn back, besides, both men had seen me naked at some point in my life, it wasn't like they were going to see anything they hadn't before.

I slid into the kitchen, their winning game was playing on the TV on a loop, and both men were shouting at it like it was the first time either of them had seen it. I opened the fridge, bent over letting my belly hang down, and I peered inside. I scrolled over the food, most of it left over take out or stuff so old that it could have been a museum piece. My eyes finally landed on some sliced ham for a sandwich, I went out to grab it, when I felt too large paws on me. The first wrapped around my muzzle, and the second wrapped around the bulge in the front of my shorts.

My eyes went wide, and I began to try to get free of that grasp, but those arms were just too big. The owner of those paws leaned in and whispered into my ear. "You're a tease, you know that, Chuck?" He whispered, the smell of whisky and pipe tobacco flowing out of his muzzle as his warm breath tickled the inside of my stubby white ears. When he called me "Chuck" I realized he'd mistaken me for my dad, I tried to open my muzzle to speak, but the big Saint Bernard's fingers only tightened in response. "You look just like that first night you and I fucked after the big game... I still remember you bending over to get that sandwich as your underwear just so happened to "fall" giving this dog a nice view of that white rear end and the pucker that lay between."

The dog said with a growl, I began to panic as his paws began to push down my underwear, that paw still keeping my muzzle closed tight. He traced his finger over the outside of my hole, making me whimper in his grasp, before he forced that thick digit inside. I found myself moaning as that skilled finger poked and prodded around inside of me, hitting that little pleasure button inside of me, which made my whole body shiver in his arms.

"Swanson!" My dad, the older polar bear, yelled.

I was saved!

The drunken dog looked back from me to him, confused. "Oh shit... I thought it was you. You two do look a lot alike from behind..."

My dad walked over to me, and for the first time I saw that he was in the buff, wearing nothing but a smile as he walked in front of me. His erection bobbed, and for the first time I began to realize there was a scent laying heavy on the air... sex. My eyes widened as I looked at the massive erection that stood between my dad's legs, twitching softly as he looked down at me. My father and Swanson must have been going at it before I came down here.

My dad was one sexy bear, he had the perfect belly, which would normally stick out over the waist of his jeans, and peak out whenever he would reach above his head. He was about 6 inches taller than I was, and another six inches made up his dick, it might have been larger if not for the soft fumpa that surrounded it. He was stark white, but a little grey did speckle his chin. And that dick... that dick was as black as charcoal, it stock out like a sore thumb above his white sheath and balls.

Then he did something I didn't expect, he reached forward and grabbed my shaft with one of his big paws. I whimpered as he began to stroke it, "It's okay, besides it looks like my boy likes it." My dad grinned down at me, before leaning in and whispering into one of my stubby white ears. "Ever had your cherry popped, boy?"

Swanson let go of my muzzle, and I blushed hard under my fur. I thought about yelling for them to get off me... but I found myself answering his question instead, "No sir..."

My dad licked at my ear, and chuckled. "Than I can't think of a better guy to do it than the guy that took mine! Get at him, Swanson."

I could hear Swanson growl lustfully behind me as he slid his finger from my ass. I felt the tip of something wet and warm soon press against my tight pucker, making me groan softly. My dad grabbed another beer from the fridge, and cracked it open. "What do you say we give this boy a pounding like we used to give the cheerleaders back in college?"

"I think that would be perfect..." The dog grabbed ahold of my hips, and started to press forward, his dick felt like it was slick somehow... probably still wet from all the times he'd fucked my dad tonight. I let out a soft whimper as I felt the head of that cock pop right into my virgin cherry, that thick cock starting to fill me up as it began to slowly sink inside of me. I could feel it stretching at my hole... filling me with the heat no toy could match. It felt better than I ever thought it could be. I let out a little whine as that bernie gave a long hard thrust, burying the rest of his dick inside of me, meeting my chunky white rear with a soft thunmp.

Dad grinned down at me. "That's my boy! Show Coach just how much like me you are!" He looked down at his needy dick that throbbed underneath his belly, and he licked his lips. He let some of his beer splash down on his shaft, and he grabbed the back of my head forcing my lips against the head. "Now be a good boy and clean that off...."

I whimpered as I looked up at my dad, the smell of his arousal combining with the musky scent of the beer, driving my senses wild. I gulp and reached out my long ursine tongue. I could taste that beer mix with that bear's musk, making me moan softly as the flavor rolled across my taste buds. I looked up at him with just my eyes as I wrapped my lips around the head of his shaft, and began to slide down. His short length seemed to fit perfectly in my long muzzle, the tip just brushing against the back of my throat as I began to suckle on my own daddy's dick...

Meanwhile I could feel that Bernie starting to enjoy himself. He was rubbing over my two perky white ass cheeks, and his big belly was grinding into my back as that thick cock of his slid in and out of my tight hole. Meanwhile dad was stroking between my ears, gently thrusting into my muzzle as his belly rubbed against the tips of my ears. "Mmm, your boy sure knows how to take a dick!" Swanson praised, before giving me a hard slap on the ass, making me moan around my father's dick.

"He sure is! You sure you ain't been giving him "after practice" sessions?" My father asked.

"No... but I did catch him sniffing one of the other guy's dirty jocks once..." Now that made me blush hard... I had no idea Coach had caught me...

My father laughs, reaching over above me to tweak the big dog's nipples. "Ha! Sounds like my boy is a hungry cock slut... we better give him all the cock he can handle tonight."

The dog above me gave a lustful growl above me as my dad began to tweak his nipples, and I felt something starting to swell at the base of his shaft, pulling at my pucker, forcing it open wider and wider with each thrust. "Arf... this boy is too much for me, my knot is begging to tie with those boy's ass."

My dad licked his lips, "You better not tie with him, I want a turn..."

The dog laughed, "Fine, Chuck. But I get to before the night is done..." I felt him reach between us, and his thumb and index finger wrapped around the length of his shaft, right near my pucker, holding it tight as he began to really thrust inside of me. My body shook under the weight of his thrusts, his knot slamming against his fingers and keeping it from sliding inside as the head of his shaft poked at the pleasure knot deep inside of me. He let out a howl, his balls slapping against mine, as his thick and sticky dog spunk began to pump inside of me.

It was better than I ever thought it would feel... that hot gooey cum filled up every inch inside of me, coming back to spill over my white fuzzy orbs, and drip onto the tile floor beneath me. The dog above me have a few thrusts as his erection began to fade, but he soon pulled out with a soft shlurp noise. He grinned at my father, "All yours Chuck! Show this boy just what his daddy can do..." Swanson left my ass, to fish a beer out of the fridge.

My dad scratched between my ears, before pulling his cock from my muzzle with a soft wet pop. I felt his paws sliding down my side, as he walked beside me. It finally came to rest on my ass, one of his thick fingers sliding inside of my sloppy cum filled hole. "Mmm still tight even after taking Swanson... What a good butt boi you are."

I wanted to say something, but I was afraid that if I did it'd make this wonderful expraince come to an end. So instead... I just pushed back against his paw, trying to get as much of his finger inside of me as I could. He didn't say another word, he just slid his finger out, and pressed the head of his shaft to my cream filled hole. I bit my lower lip as I felt his slick cock begin to slid inside of me. The dick that made me finding its way inside of my chubby hole...

I was already pretty loose from Coach's fucking, so he slid right inside of me like my ass was made for that dick... my father's dick. I could feel his hips meet my ass with a soft pat, as he wrapped his under my arm pits and lifted me up onto my tippy toes, the curve of his dick forcing me down all the way on his shaft and making me yelp. He held me like that, powerless to do anything as he began to lift me up and down on his cock like a fleshjack, a tight hole for my daddy's dick to fuck.

Swanson was just as sexy as my dad, he was a good foot shorter than my dad, and he had a little more bulk to his gut. But his arms were extra muscled, you could tell he at least spent some time in the gym. Even with Swanson's dick soft, it was still an impressive sight, and angry red that only dog cocks could get. That red stuck out against his white belly, sheath, and massive peach sized sac. His cum dripped onto the tile floor in front of me, cum staining the black fur on his muzzles, one stain right above his black furred eyes.

Swanson smirked as he walked up in front of me. He reached out and flicked the top of my dick. "Aww! The little whore loves having his daddy's dick inside of him! Look at how proud that chubby is saluting." The dog spit on the palm of his hand, and brought it to the head of my dick. He began to slowly grind it, like he was juicing and orange. The sensation was intense... the worst part was I could do nothing to spot it. I knew if I said stop, it'd only make him do something more devilish, so all I could do was thrust against his paw while my daddy plowed into my ass.

My balls jostled with every thrust of my dad's dick, my whole chubby body shaking as these two older men took "advantage" of me. Dad's pounding of my prostate was starting to take a toll on me, and before I knew what I was saying, a soft "please..." escaped my lips.

The dog grinned, perking up one of his ears. "Please, what boy?"

I looked at him with pleading eyes as I thrust my needy dick in his direction. "Please let me cum, Coach!" I begged.

"Hmmm what's in it for me? What will you do if I let you cum?"

"Anything!" I shouted as his teasing paw kept me right at the edge.

"Will you be our butt boy? Ready to lift your stubby tail whenever me and/or your dad growl in your direction?" He asked, his paw moving to lazily stroke my dick, to give me just enough sensation to keep me hard, but not nearly enough to let me cum.

"YES ANYTHING YOU WANT!" I shouted as my dad's thrusts started to pick up, churning the cum inside of me into a frothy foam.

"Deal!" The dog said as his paw gripped my dick like a spring loaded mouse trap, and began to stroke my dick, so fast that I thought I he was trying to start a fire. I felt my dad grip his teeth into my shoulder, his hips slapping against my ass, his dick flexing on the verge of spilling over. I felt my face scrutch up just as a hot torrent of bear cum began to shoot inside of me, the same seed that I had come from... My balls pulled up tight, and...

My eyes shot wide open, and I was back in bed. My could feel the stickiness on the sheets before I even saw... it had all been a magical wet dream. I lay there and panted for a moment before I felt a paw reach out and grabbed my nut sac, "Oh no... looks like our boy has been bad." Said Daddy Swanson as he pulled back the sheets, to reveal the sticky mess I'd left inside of my chastity cage.

Dad yawned and flipped over too, his paw reaching out to stroke over my chest, making the tags, which read "Butt Boi", on my black collar jingle. "Mmm sounds like he's going to need a spanking... he knows better than to cum without our okay." He grinned, and glanced at Swanson, "Get my good paddle..."

I could feel my dick starting to strain against the inside of my chastity cage; getting the midnight snack was the best thing that ever happened to me...

The End?