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The air seemed to cook upon the asphalt. The dazzling reflections upon it shifted and flashed while he kicked hard into the pedals of his bike. He hardly noticed the heat anymore. The faster he drove down the old State Highway, the stronger the wind blew around his face and wiped off the sweat. It felt exhilarating and he pedaled even harder, closed his eyes and let his bicycle run blindly down the straight road.

His heart was hammering fast, the physical effort competing with his unchecked anticipation.

The road ahead was one that he new by heart. He had been riding it almost daily for no less than three years, ever since that day when he and TJ had ended up in detention for challenging their gym teacher. Up until that point he had never paid much attention to TJ, but when they had been there together they had connected. It had not been anything special: A few words about some video game and the mutual decision to game together. It had not been more that day.

But they had played together ever since. Either at TJ's or at Yonah's place.

Yonah pedaled harder again, as the road ascended a little hill, the bushes with the greenish, yellowish leaves which formed something of a high shrubbery this close to the road, shot past him. He could feel the sweat on his brows and he did not mind.

The stoat and the black bear had hung out together. Neither of them belonged to the popular kids: The bear's family was too poor for that, the stoat was simply too small. Yet they had realized that there were few other people they needed. The two of them could play racing game's on Yonah's PlayStation or shoot bottles behind TJ's house.

It wasn't until the end of the winter, that Yonah realized that he did not want to leave TJ's side anymore. At first, he had not wanted to leave when he was at TJ's place, then he noticed that he did not want TJ to leave when he came over. He simply could not get enough of the bear's presence; he wanted him to be close, as close as possible. And when the weather got warmer again, Yonah caught himself ogling the shape beneath TJ's shirt, his ursine muscles stretching and relaxing casually beneath his thin black coat.

Yonah gritted his teeth as he climbed the last distance towards the hill's crest as fast as he could.

He had thought of himself as straight until that moment. He remembered how eager he had been to kiss that beautiful bunny during the summer of last year, when he had been convinced to have a crush on her. It was not until May of this year that he realized what a true crush felt like.

And now he was on his meet to meet him.

He kicked into the pedals one last time and then he was over the crest. He could feel how his bicycle picked up velocity and started to move on its own, slow at first, then getting faster by the moment.

Yonah screamed in excitement. The bike sped down the hill, into the turn at the bottom of the hill. A car rushed past him, honking loudly as he did not care to stay on his part of the road anymore.

The stoat inhaled deeply and let the wind flow over his face.

Something had changed these last few days. TJ had come over even more often than before. Yet there was no opportunity to get all too close in his family's proximity or in school where they usually met. There was no such place in this state for two boys, except in a remote place somewhere in the rugged wilderness that surrounded towns and isolated old farm houses.

This place was somewhere close to TJ's house, the old farm that stood apart from the edge of the town, in the middle of the landscape scorched by the summer sun.

Dry bushes and trees passed by him, they seemed to spin and turn around him when he took the next corner, left the old State Highway, now following the dirt road that led towards the house of TJ's family. The gravel crunched beneath the wheels of his bicycle. He should have slowed down on this uneven road, but he simply couldn't. He could already see the old farm behind the trees, even though it was still a bit of a stretch there.

He just pedaled harder and faster.

His bike jumped over the jagged rocks which lay at the driveway's edge. He almost lost control of it. Drifting over the ground he was rocked by the bucking bike, his hands tried to wrestle the handlebars, his feet jumped out of the pedals and he could feel how he started to loose his equilibrium.

But then he came down on the ground with both of his feet. Dust and gravels shot all around him while he stopped his drift and suddenly stopped, the bike was torn out of his hands and fell down, but he was still standing while the dust settled around him.

Yonah blinked in the bright evening sun.

There was someone clapping.

The stoat looked around and he saw TJ's father on the houses' porch. He clapped his hands while his oldest son was walking past him. The son glared at his father and looked at Yonah with a sour face while he carried a large tire across the front porch. A moment later the son had disappeared, leaving the father standing alone of the porch, while he leaned slowly against one of its pillars and smiled.

"Nice stunt," he exclaimed.

Yonah grinned.

"You in a hurry?" The man walked down the stairs from the porch.

"Yeah, I wanted to see TJ." Yonah grinned and then he remembered that he possibly shouldn't grin all that much.

The father raised his eyebrows. "I see..." He had stopped on his trajectory. He had been on his way to follow his son, but for a moment he just watched Yonah leaning his bike against the wooden fence that encircled the old farmhouse.

Yonah turned around and walked towards the front door, trying to avoid the older bear's eyes. He had to remain calm.

"Well, TJ is upstairs," the man said when Yonah walked past him.

"Thanks", Yonah replied and when he was certain that the man could not see his face again, he started grinning again.

The door slammed shut behind him. He ran through the corridor, up the stairs and yelled "TJ!" half way up. He slammed the door open and...

TJ sat on the floor.

"Hey, TJ!" Yonah leaned in the doorframe. It was in this moment that he realized that he had to be dirty from the dust on the road that stuck to his sweaty fur. He was exhausted too, but somehow it did not matter either, Yonah was just happy to be there in the same room.

"I came as fast as I can," the stoat said and walked towards the bear who was busy to play a video game on an old Nintendo console. Without saying something the bear thrust a controller into his paws and Yonah dropped to the ground besides him.

"Wat'cha playing?"

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He slammed the door shut behind him. For a moment he tried to hold back tears and swallowed hard. He could not even describe what had happened. It was a rush, a vortex of sound and sight that had rushed past him in the last few minutes, something indescribable and terrifying.

His own saliva felt like lava running down his throat. He gasped for breath, but all he could do what let go a silly little gasp. He could not breathe properly, his chest was so constricted.

His sister. He should have guessed. His sister... What had he been thinking? How could he even have imagined...? He was the one... His mind was clouded with emotions, silly attachments to people who were not like him: A fag.

It was more than just the experience of rejection he had experienced. It was not even rejection, as much as it was simply neglect. Yet the feeling of his own emotions having led him into a place where he was all alone weighted down as if it was destined to crush him.

"You going?"

Yonah heard the words of TJ's father. He had not noticed him sitting there on the porch. Yonah was unable to face him, without a word, he jumped down the stair and dashed towards his bike.

It was almost completely dark by now as the night was about to settle. Under different circumstances he would have stayed the night. His parents would have expected him to do so. The drivers on the old State Highway were not counting with lonely bikers in the night. But there was no possibility for him to stay. He simply could not do it.

He almost tore the bike from the fence where it had leaned and was about to jump upon it, when he noticed how he was hardly able to push it forwards, the front tire sticking to the ground like molten plastics. He needed a moment to realize that this was actually exactly what was wrong with it. He stared at the flat tire.

For an instant he felt his face and his entire head getting cold. All the sounds of the dry land around him were suddenly getting further and further away, while he just stood on that empty space before this house and stared at his own broken bike.

The stoat dropped to his knees, one hand on the handlebar, one hand on the flat tire. He felt so exhausted, he just wanted to close his eyes and let the darkness embrace him, no matter where he was, no matter what he did. The bike, the house, the bear on the upper floor of that house, nothing mattered anymore. The bear least of all. Yet that was what hurt the most.

"Come on, I'll give you a ride."

Yonah did not even have the time to turn towards the man when he was already by his side and picked up the bike from the ground.

The stoat stared at him while the bear carried the bike towards the old pickup truck that stood by the house. Single-handedly he lifted it into the cargo area and then went towards the house again.

He walked up the stairs, opened the door, yelled "I'll give Yonah a ride! Later!" and walked down the stairs again.

The boy had not even moved in the meantime. He had just stared at the bear, not realizing what happened to him.

"Come on," the man said and waved his hand while he opened the door to the truck.

Slowly Yonah rose from the ground. He swallowed and quickly brushed over his eyes with his shirt's sleeves. It did not know if there were any tears in his face, but he wanted to be sure that there were none. He only had to keep his composure for the time of the ride. That was no biggie. He could totally do that.

He kept his head low when he climbed into the truck. "Thanks," he mumbled when he sat down besides the bear.

"You're welcome." The bear started the engine.

"I wouldn't want you to ride a bike in your state," he said while the car turned in the driveway.

"Yeah," Yonah replied. "It's just the tire though..."

"I was not talking about the tire."

Yonah's heart stopped.

They were turning into the Old State Highway.

"I didn't think you noticed..." Yonah mumbled.

"What do you imagine, Yonah? You think no man has ever felt the same?"

The thought had never crossed his mind, but he had not been able to think about it all that much. "No..."

They were sitting in silence. The dark road ahead of them.

Except for a reddish shimmer on the horizon, the light was gone. Insects danced in the headlights of the truck.

"Don't be surprised, it was written all over your face, when you came down that road," the man said. "I am sorry that... TJ does not feel the same way you do."

Yonah gulped. He felt tears welling up and he tried to keep them in check.

The stoat started when he felt the bear's hand on his shoulder.

The man looked straight ahead on the dark road, one hand on the steering wheel, the other on the boy's shoulder. "I know it is not a comfort right now, but there are others. You are cute. And a very sweet guy." The bear looked over for a short moment and smiled towards him, before he turned his eyes towards the road again.

Despite his teary eyes, Yonah saw the smile so clearly. It reminded him of TJ, even though the father's features were harsher, hardened by a life Yonah had never really thought about. The boy shivered and tilted his head a little bit towards the warm hand that had never left his shoulder and he could feel how it jerked a little bit and then hesitatingly started to stroke the soft fur of his cheek.

"Oh boy," the bear gasped. He spied towards Yonah. "Oh boy, don't do this to me."

Their eyes met.

And suddenly the stoat could see something fear in the ursine man's face.

His lips and tongue were completely dry. His voice feeble and hoarse. "Yes...," he gasped.

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The car came to a halt on a dirt track behind an earth wall. Some remnant of an ever growing city that separated it from the countryside that surrounded it. The next houses were just a sprint away, but hidden behind the earth wall, hedges and dry trees that were also hiding the dirt track from the road.

Outside everything was dark by now, except for a few reddish clouds in the west that glowed ominously. Inside there was only the dim car light that shone down on the two males.

It seemed like the sudden stop of the car had triggered Yonah's anxiety, had let it sky-rocket. He was almost paralyzed in his seat, his heart beating so hard and fast.

Yonah could not say what happened in this moment. He felt the man's hand stroking his cheek, it was rough from years of hard work, there was weight to it which seemed to drag him down, yet it was gentle and warm and he leaned against it, let it follow the shape of his face. His eyelids flattered and closed slowly, then he opened his mouth. The fingertips which had rested at the top of his cheeks moved downwards, brushed over his lips and entered his mouth. The index and the middle fingers lightly touched his tongue.

The hand pulled out quickly, then came down on the nape of his neck and the bear pulled Yonah towards himself.

Yonah opened his eyes a little bit, but then closed them again as the bear's mouth came down on him and pulled him into a kiss.

It was awkward due to them sitting side by side, but Yonah quivered in excitement. He was felt the bear's breath, his lips, he tasted him when the bear's tongue hungrily invaded his mouth. The boy was quivering by the time the bear broke the kiss for an instant.

The man leaned over. With his strong hands, he took hold of the young stoat and pulled over the car's center console. Without the support of the seat, Yonah was almost dropping to the ground, but the bear's big arms held him, held him close. The embrace almost took his breath away or it was the next kiss that was even more demanding, it hardly left him time to breath, yet he did not even feel the need to breath as long as he kissing the ursine man.

When the bear broke the kiss again, Yonah was trembling. His entire head seemed to burn from the inside.

The man still held him close. "Let me see you," he said in a hushed tone and the boy could feel how the bear's huge chest rumbled when he spoke, betraying a nervousness that surprised the boy, but the nervousness did not hinder the bear's hand which took a hold of the boy's T-Shirt and pulled it off, Yonah assisting as well as he could.

It was not cold that made him shiver, when the bear's paws took hold of Yonah's now bared flanks. They were so large in comparison to his slim, juvenile, mustelid frame, that it seemed like the bear could have crushed him easily. Yet it was not fear that made him hold his breath while the hands moved along his sides, tracing the edge of bright chest fur.

"Fuck, you are so sexy," the bear said and chuckled a little bit. He leaned in on the stoat again and this time he kissed his neck. The boy could feel sharp teeth gnawing at the edge of his chin for a moment and he let go a moan as his body forced him to catch his breath. He was so tense.

The bear's other hand took hold of his own. For a moment the giant thumb pressed down on his palm and traced his pads, before it pulled his hand to the man's crotch and Yonah instantly felt the huge, firm bulge that stretched the fabric of the bear's blue jeans to the limit.

He let go another moan, when he felt how the bear's mouth wandered down his neck towards his chest, yet he did not let go of the bulge, his hand almost stroking it by himself. The feeling beneath his fingertips was amazing.

It got even better when Yonah could feel how the bear's hand undid the fly of the blue jeans and pulled back the boxer shorts underneath. He could not help himself but to gasp when the fleshy, sinewy shaft nestled to his hand, pulsing and thickening, growing larger and stronger with everyone of the bear's heartbeats. He could feel ridges, veins, bulging tendons and two heavy balls.

The ursine man's lips brushed over the white fur of his chest as he rose to an upright position again. He spread his legs and thus let Yonah have a closer look while the man leaned back in his seat.

There was no light outside anymore. The only sound was the sound of some insects creaking in the bushes that surrounded the car. The dim light of the car's only light source was hardly enough to illuminate everything.

Yonah gulped.

The bear's hand brushed over his nipple. "I would love to get a blowjob from you..." the man said.

Yonah wet his lips. He was so nervous, his throat had suddenly gotten all dry. He wanted this dick which was so much larger than anything he had ever seen. Even porn movies had not prepared him for this. He moved on his seat, kneeled down on it and leaned over. The bear's hands got a hold of him, secured and guided him towards the erected dick.

As he leaned over and the man's dick came closer, he truly realized how big it actually was. There was no way that it could possibly fit into his mouth and yet, he opened it and the big ursine hand kept on pushing him towards the dick.

The smooth skin of the glans was taut and resistant the touch of the boy's lips when he kissed it. He could almost taste the intense smells that surrounded the male sex upon his tongue, even though it had not even touched it yet, but he opened his lips to allow just that. He opened his mouth as wide as he could, the man's hand at the back of his head urged him on and he was able to take all of the glans into his mouth, his lips closing behind the edge of corona.

The bear gasped as he tensed when he felt the boy's mouth closing around the tip of his dick and the tension only got stronger when he felt the first inexperienced caresses of the boy. Yet they did not fail to affect him and his dick jerked in response when he felt how the boy let the glans slowly slip out of his lips.

Yonah licked the glans, then the corona and finally lowered himself towards the shaft, the bright skin shaped by the central ridge that spanned the middle of the sex. He tried to get as much of it into his mouth as possible, nibbling on the taut rod that throbbed so powerfully between his lips.

The stoat jerked when he felt that the bear's hand forced its way into his pants. The brute force of the movement almost pushed him away from the dick that was the center of his attention and instead he enforced his caresses, using his hands now, fingering the length while he tried to explore as much of the dick with his mouth as he could.

The bear almost tore the pants of the boy. He was breathless and overcome by the ecstasy of seeing and feeling the boy's efforts on his dick.

Yonah was lying on the seats now, his head between the legs of the bear, his legs and feet on his own seat which were feeling cold now that the bear pulled his pants of them.

The boy started when the bear's huge paw came down on his now naked ass, but it did not stop there, instead the fingers forced their way between his tightly clenched buttocks. He gasped when he felt how the strong, eager fingers pressed against his anus.

"Take it in your mouth!" the bear groaned and Yonah wrapped his lips around the dick's tip again, which had now been glistening with his saliva.

He felt the glans touch his lips and then it the rounded shape invaded his mouth. The smooth skin slipped over his lips, he could feel it touching his tongue, while the edge of the corona passed by his now wide opened mouth and the rough, curved, knobby shaft came next. The silky texture of the glans seemed to burn inside his mouth, his lips hurt as they were stretched to their limit.

The taste and the feeling of the dick took over again and the bear's other hand came down on his head and held him in place while the powerful loins started to move underneath.

It did not need more than a few thrusts.

Yonah almost gagged on the huge dick that was now moving inside his mouth, even though it was only a small part of it.

But this was enough for the bear who felt the full effect of the stoat's tight hold on it. The boy's lips closed firmly around the moving dick, the tongue tried to keep a hold on the smoothness that ran past it. Yonah could feel a first bitter taste upon it and then it exploded.

The bear came so quickly.

He tensed and then with a roar he let got of everything

Yonah squirmed when he felt that the finger that had probed his asshole was now penetrating it, yet at the same moment the dick went to the deepest point that he could take it and exploded there. He had never felt anything like it: It overwhelmed him how the dick transformed into an even bigger throbbing force in his mouth and a split-second later the cum shot into his mouth, hot, bitter, salty and thick.

He could feel the power of the bear, as it gushed into his mouth and he could hear how he moaned and Yonah closed his eyes, as some sort of strange satisfaction filled him, being able to pleasure the bear as he did.

His asshole burned a little bit as the finger dug deeper into the ring of its muscles.

The bear gasped in pleasure when he finally recovered from his orgasm. The excitement of the moment was slowly receding a little bit, as the sexual tension slowly eased its grip on his body. The boy's lips were still warm and soft around his slightly weakened dick, his mouth filled with cum. He eased his hold on the boy a little bit who slowly let the throbbing dick slip out of his mouth.

The cum in his mouth was so thick and intense, it cost him some effort to gulp it down, the excess of it slowly dropping from his lips.

The bear leaned forward. "Do you feel it running down your throat? Do you feel its heat?"

"Yeah," Yonah gasped. He noticed that he quivered a little bit. He rose a little bit so that he could wipe the cum from his mouth, but the bear prevented him from doing so. Instead the man pushed it off with his own strong fingers that ran over the boy's juicy, now cock-tested lips and then stuck them into the boy's mouth so that he could lick off even the last drop of it.

In the meantime the finger in his ass was slowly working its way in and out, preparing them for what came next.

"Time to pop that other cherry of yours," the big man said.

The bear's fingers still in his mouth, Yonah looked up towards him with big eyes.

The ursine leaned over and pulled a little bottle of lube from somewhere under the steering wheel.

With wide opened eyes Yonah observed how the man spread the glistening drops of the lube on his dick. It had softened somewhat, but under the firm grip of the bear's hands it stiffened again. The sheen of the sex increased as it rose towards the boy. The glans glistening in the dim light, a smooth flickering surface.

The bottle closed with a little plop and the bear leaned forward again to put it away. With one smooth movement the bear moved towards the boy and took him in his arms, pulling him off his seat and into a kiss. The boy's hands came down on the broad chest, instinctively protecting him from being crushed while their tongues met midway and instantly started to engage each other, before their lips closed around them and confined them to the warm, wet darkness of their mouths.

"You want it, uh?" the bear whispered when he broke the kiss.

The stoat was in a kneeling position, his small hard dick resting on the glossy leather of on his seat. "Yes," he breathed. "Yes, I..." For an instant he shied away from speaking it out. But he did not need to speak the words, the bear understood anyway.

He took hold of him and lifted him up almost effortlessly.

The feet of the boy came down on either side of the bears'. He was facing the man, with nothing underneath him but the ursine's lap and his now fully erected dick pointing straight at his ass which had already been probed by the bear's fingers.

The bear kissed the boy's neck, enjoying the softness of his brown and white fur and the scents that stuck to it, telling him of school, bike riding and days in the sun, before he said softly: "I'll be careful, but this is going to hurt."

Yonah quivered.

One huge ursine paw took hold of his sides and encouraged him to lower himself, the other paw held the dick firmly in place.

Yet the boy was still surprised when he felt the glans suddenly parting his buttocks. It felt even larger.

It touched his hole, he could feel the cold of the lube and the insistency of the rocking hard sex as it pressed into the ring of muscles. Instinctive fear let him quiver in anticipation of what was about to happen.

"Slowly now..." the bear rumbled and the hand on the stoat's side slowly pushed him downwards.

The feeling was strange, it was different from the fingers that had penetrated him easily. This was something large and enormous, something that was so much less subtle and it required his body to give in to it. The ring of muscles receded, yet there was no escape and the strain increased, slowly pain started to emerge, a sharp stabbing pain.

"Ah!" He gasped.

For a moment the bear reduced the pressure, Yonah relaxed with a gasp. But when the bear pushed him downwards again, he could feel how those enormous glans were getting in further and the pain returned.

For a few moments it was nothing but a slow rhythm of hot, burning pain and slow relief, every time the size of the glans seemed to increase and Yonah realized that this was due to the cock slowly forcing its way into his body, his own weight adding to the strength and insistence of the bear guiding him downwards.

He could not look at him, he just stared mindlessly at the bear's huge chest, trying to make sense of the sensations of the dick and the pain that it seemed to belong to it. Even in his wildest dreams, he could never had imagined anything like this, feeling those flat ursine glans with the broad corona and the strong, pulsing shaft pressing into his ass. Yet there was no denying that he wanted it.

There was another stabbing pain, sharp and burning white hot and Yonah clenched his muscles. There was something new there, something warm and supple that the glans were stimulating.

The paw pressed him down. The bear moaned.

And suddenly the pain was so intense that it ripped through him. He screamed in pain, it drove tears to his eyes for a moment he could think of nothing but instinctive flight from that thing that was tearing into him. But the hold of the bear was inevitable now.

The stoat gasped for breath, he drooled, but the pounding pain was replaced by the feeling of being filled.

The man pushed him downwards, both of his hands around the boy's slim waist, holding his breath while he buried inch after inch of his sex in the boy's tight ass. A grip like only a boy his age could offer and beyond that nothing but taut warmth and supple flesh stretching all over the ridges, bulges and veins of the ursine dick. He went on until the boy sat in his lap, his muscles tightly enclosing the base of the dick, the full balls pressing against his buttocks.

The size of that thing inside of him was staggering. He was quivering around that throbbing shaft, feeling every one of those ridges and bulges and veins, yet hardly able to grasp them all. "So... big..." he gasped.

"Too much?" the bear asked and slowly lifted the boy. He could see how the stoat's eyes widened, feeling the effect of the moving dick and the bear let go a little sigh, savoring the strong hold on his shaft until he almost slipped out of it and then he pushed the boy down again, slightly shifting his position, making sure that it hit all of the boy's sensible spots.

Yonah tensed, a squirm escaped his mouth as he felt pleasure building up inside of him, like he had never felt it before. He held his breath, blood rushed into his face until the moment that he was fully penetrated again and then he gasped and trembled. Yet there was no time for relief as the bear went on fucking him with a slow and steady pace.

When the bear was all the way inside of him again, he rumbled: "Just think about how much dick there is inside you now."

Yonah could only gasped in response, before the man continued to fuck him, again and again filling his ass with entire size of his sex, stretching his muscles to their limits, testing his abilities to deal with something like this. He hardly noticed how the bear leaned forward and kissed his neck, how he whispered to him, while the bear raised and lowered him onto his dick.

"Boy, your ass is so fucking tight..."

Every time the ursine sex plunged into him, the boy trembled under its might, the mighty glans triggered the sensations that overpowered him, stunned him for several seconds while the rest of the dick filled him up. He only gasped and moaned, he could not even more on his own anymore and the bear just held him in place and used his loins to thrust the dick into the boy, pumping it into him with all his might.

The bear was sweating, every fiber of his body was tense and his own lust drove him on. He rammed his groin against the boy's loins, rocked him while his strong hands held him in place.

Yonah had thrown his head backwards, gasping, drooling, shocked by every new penetration and completely overwhelmed by pleasure that was rammed into him again and again. His dick had already shot a load, but he had not even noticed, he was at the mercy of the bear's dick and that small part of his brain that had not yet succumbed to the onslaught relished every moment of it.

The bear gritted his teeth, he was trembling himself by now, thrusting harder and faster, and then with a growl that shook the entire care he rammed his dick into the boy's ass one last time and came with a yell. Pleasure shooting through his veins like a drug, pumping through his heart that hammered as if it wanted to burst his chest while his dick exploded in the boy's behind, shooting hot cum into the tightness of his ass.

Yonah screamed too, a meek sound in comparison to the bear's, when he felt the gush of cum invading him. Everything went black in front of him for a moment, he trembled and shivered and then he was back, feeling the huge dick in his ass again, feeling its throbbing and how it pumped more and more of cum into him.

With a long moan the man came back to his sense. He opened his eyes and looked at the boy who was impaled on his dick, quivering and shaking.

The bear loosed his hold on he boy's waist and embraced him instead, pulled the small stoat into his arms, allowing him to rest on his chest, while his dick continued to squirt cum into him.

Yonah was completely powerless, but the warmth of the bear and the thumping of the heart in the huge chest comforted him and he closed his eyes, wallowing in the feeling of being filled by him.

He had fucked a bear this night after all and he was too happy to say what it meant. He exhaled and let the throbbing dick do its deed while the bear's huge paws stroked him lightly.

Outside the car, the night was dark, except for a distant moon high in the sky.

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End of Part 1 of 3

Find part 2 at https://www.sofurry.com/view/642653