Night Life
After a long bout of writers block I am trying to get back into writing by doing some short scenes just as an an exercise. This is the first result.
It is a short , smutty tale that requires the reader to use their imagination to fill in the details as they see them.
I know it could be developed further but that was not the aim here. I thought I uploaded this last night but does not seem to have appeared anywhere so having a second go, apologies if is a double post
Usual dire warnings of impending M/M porn, stay away if offended by such material.
Clive stifled a moan as he felt the warmth spreading out from the base of his tail, swiftly it ran along his back, tendrils tricking smoothly outwards over his ribs. Gaining pace the heat ran between his shoulder blades, gathering into the muscular valley before cascading down his long neck. A frisson of excitement ran up his spine as his mane was saturated by it, his ears flicked as it passed by and ran down his cheeks towards his flared nostrils.
In his mind Clive could see the source, the polar bear standing there behind him still dressed as he had been when their eyes met across the club. Black leather contrasting starkly against the snow white fur, waistcoat open to expose the bear's muscle gut, harness cinched tight to emphasise his rippling pecs, steel studs and buckles glinting in the flashing lights. Studs continued down the leather chaps that clung to powerful muscular thighs. Tight shorts struggled to contain the bears manhood behind the lace up front.
The bear had oozed confidence and masculinity as he made his way across the club towards the stunned pony. All the time the ursine chewed a cigar stub in his jaw, a trail of smoke marking his passage, his eyes holding Clive's gaze, mesmerized like a rabbit in headlights the pony was helpless. All his youthful confidence and swagger ebbed away; the bear owned him without lifting a finger. The stogie didn't even leave his lips as he kissed the pony roughly, the taste of tobacco and hard liquor assaulting Clive's senses as the bear sealed the deal.
Clive inhaled deeply, the scent of the bear's musk and sweat still filled his nostrils. The heat finally reached his muzzle and the bear's dominant scent was joined by the acrid stench of piss. Clive ran his tongue across rubbery lips the sharp taste searing his taste buds.
Clive could envisage the thick ebony shaft that had slapped against his muzzle when he had been made to remove the laces from the bear's shorts with his mouth, the throbbing length that had been forced into his long muzzle even tickling the back of his throat. Now it rested above his dock while the bear emptied his bladder across the hapless pony, marking his ownership for all to know. Piss dripped off the pony's flanks, his sodden mane and his thick rubbery lips. Lost in his thoughts Clive inhaled too hard and snorted to push liquid out of his windpipe, tossing his head his mane sprayed fluid in every direction.
His reward was a sharp pressure in the corners of his mouth and painful pressure on his tongue as the bear yanked back on the reins he held in his massive paws, the bit in the pony's mouth forcing back painfully against the sensitive flesh. A loud crack echoed round the room and pain blossomed out from his buttock.
"Behave pony." A dark voice growled, pushing Clive back into obedience. "Tail." The voice snapped
Obediently the colt lifted his tail, arching it to one side, where it curved over a full, meaty butt cheek. Exposed, his thick puckered ring twitched and flexed expectantly reaching out to greet the thick finger that stroked it. Clive heard the bear hawk up a gob of spit, the finger quickly worked the drool into his hole before a second and third meaty digit joined in, stretching the pony wider and wider.
As they withdrew a thicker, harder piece of meat took their place pressing insistently against his already abused ring. Once the tip had effortlessly pierced the colt's resistance Clive felt the reins tighten again as the bear rammed his hips forward driving his full length deep into the pony's innards, heavy balls thudding against the colts taint. Instinctively Clive nickered in a mix of pleasure and pain and was rewarded by a sharp yank on the bit.
"Quiet pony." The deep voice warned "I won't tell you again."
Grinding his hips against the colt's rump the bear worked his thick meat inside the hungry sucking hole; occasionally he pulled out to the tip before driving back into the hilt again, testing his pony's obedience. Finally satisfied he slapped the reins on the colt's flanks.
"Giddy up pony." He ordered "Show me what a slut you are."
Clive slid himself back and forth, sliding his pulsing ring up and down the bear's throbbing shaft, impaling himself again and again on the ebony rod. His only desire to pleasure his Master, his only reward the gift of his Master's seed filling his belly.
The bear grunted and growled his approval his hips slamming forward to meet the backward thrusts of the colt. Finally the bear roared, gripping the colts hips and pulling him back onto the bears shaft as hot cum flooded into the colts guts.
Clive felt the bears cock pulse and twitch inside him as the heat spread through his loins, eventually the shaft stilled as the bear huffed and panted above him. The intruder eventually withdrew leaving the colt feeling empty and incomplete. Heavy paws brushed against his cheek and he heard the click of buckles being opened before the weight of the steel bit was pulled from his mouth. He could smell the musk and cum of the bear before the order came.
"Clean it" the bear growled wiping his cock against the pony's muzzle
Clive opened his muzzle and sucked the softening meat inside, his agile tongue wrapping round it drawing the last drops of cum from inside as it cleaned the juices of their union from its surface.
"Good boy" the bear rumbled approvingly making the colt's heart swell with pride, while a heavy paw played with his ears.
Pulling out the bear inspected his member before wiping it dry against the colt's cheek.
"Shower is through there." The bear growled, pointing to a door. "Go get yourself cleaned up"
When Clive came back out of the bathroom, the bear was lying back on the bed.
"Your money is on the nightstand." He rumbled "worth every penny pony."
Clive dressed quickly and scooped up the pile of cash, stuffing it into his jacket pocket.
"If you want to earn some serious cash pony, some friends of mine are holding a party and they need a cum-dump. The details are all here." The bear growled holding out a slip of paper. "The date and address are all there. Be warned it is an anything goes event but they will pay your medical if it goes too far."
Clive scanned the paper his eyes widening at what these people were prepared to pay to use his body for their unrestricted pleasure. It might be risky but he had a living to make.
"I'll be there." Clive said over his shoulder as he closed the door behind him.
Even though it is short would still be good to hear if anyone enjoyed reading this, any feedback appreciated