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This is a commission for Markus and a follow-up to Passing Grade - you too can have a go at Mr. Caulfield's kinky bear persona for a mere 10 pounds - PM me for details!

And above all, do enjoy this story, and let's applause Markus for his...request :P

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"Sometimes I wonder whether you...hmm...yes...there....hmm, I wonder if your academic performance truly requires so many...private...yes, juuust down there in daddy's crack...hmmrhrrr...private tutoring sessions....bbbbhuuuuurr..."

Professor Caulfield stood against the great oaken desk in his study, huge paws planted onto its polished surface while the bear arched his back and rumbled again and again, tail smacking the air under the assault of a slippery, raspy tiger tongue poking upon his asshole time and time again. Behind him the feline was kneeling down obediently on the expensive rug. His paws massaged the bear's rump and his muzzle was pushed between the hefty fuzzy cheeks so that he could bury his lips and nose onto the musky, heated crevice of his academic superior.

"Hmmmrrrrr..."

The bear's huge, chubby cock throbbed against his musclegut, upright so that it rested over his belly and oozed pre-cum both onto the table and into the light furs of his tummy. His ass jutted backwards in a deliberate, bold angle, capable of projecting his rear onto just the right height for his eager butt-eater to munch wetly over his pucker. The bear's rump welcomed the attention with many eager clenches of his rings upon the questing tongue, encouraging it to play with the meaty opening the tiger's tongue could find easily, all the while his strong paws massaged the bear's hefty ass cheeks.

The older man enjoyed the power he had over the younger, both seniority in age, knowledge and will, too, he decided, enough to make the tiger want to bend over or stick his tongue under the bear's tail in the hopes of winning his favor. He wasn't even as desperate to get his grades bumped up as most of his...guests of this sort, but it seemed that besides improving the bear's outlook on him by offering some personal services of the kind the bear especially enjoyed, usually related in one way or another to the tiger's striped muscle-rump.

He loved jocks, especially if their brainpower didn't go together with the size of their thighs and biceps. This tiger, Markus, was quite smart, he thought, smart enough to know that tongues could be used for sweetening up college professors in other ways than just trying to sweet talk them into giving him some mercy when it came to deadlines and the strictness of evaluation.

If Professor Caulfield could do it based on these special oral examinations only, he thought, cock pulsing a thick, oozing drop onto the surface of his expensive desk, the tiger would've been flying through with passing colors. It was truly a shame that this kind of...Greek methods of passing on knowledge were frowned upon nowadays, but thankfully there were always willing subjects for his more unofficial tutoring sessions.

"Yeah...breathe in daddy's ass, boy...kept it nice and warm for you...hmm...yes...suck that daddyhole..." the bear rumbled, void of any pretense of finesse in his vocalizations while he encouraged the sluttily purring tiger to continue his lingual efforts upon his pucker.

The tiger ran his tongue both up and down and around the bear's raunchy pucher. His muzzle was stained with saliva, and some of it was already dribbling along the bear's taint and onto his heavy nuts. It seemed the college kid was drooling while being presented with such a treat of a hot man-ass for his pleasure, and for giving the bear both the immense pleasure of getting his ass licked as well as the knowledge that the strong, athletic boy was submitting himself so openly for the bear's service by performing this naughty act.

The bear didn't consider it to be dirty in any conventional sense of the word, he might've been musky and enjoyed it so, but he always made sure that either himself or any other hole that might get played with would fulfil any standards of hygiene to make them attractive for a poke, a sniff or a licking at any point during an encounter. Whatever it was in the actual physical sense, what went on in someone's head when they were told to stick their tongue into a fellow man's butt...the utter submission of his body into the sensual act of teasing someone's pucker with their muzzle, intimately and without barriers...that was where true power resided, the bear thought, not in his academic performance, really, but in the ability of getting jock muzzles under his tail without as much as a raised brow and a slap upon his hefty rear.

He might've been a dedicated ass kisser himself, and loved few things more than eagerly spread butt cheeks in front of his maw, but being the recipient was a grand pleasure as well, with all the knowledge of the basic submission it brought on in his playmates.

It was a wonderful way to get aroused, too, to put as much blood as possible into his member. It had become a slightly slower process with time, the bear had noted, with some regret, but he also knew that once he got his pole up, it tended to stay like that until all the cream being churned up in his balls had been safely deposited into some kind of a hole or all over his own belly and chest, if he was in the mood for that and only had to resort to his paws.

No danger of that now...the tiger was lapping up his man-musk and teasing his pucker, and his cock pulsed eagerly, ready for action.

"Hmmm...think daddy's ready," the bear announced suddenly, "let's do it on your back today..on the couch, head on the armrest pillow, legs up."

He made the statements without turning to face the tiger, but once the muzzle slipped away from him, he could hear the shuffle of paws and footpads even before he swiveled about. Now the Professor could enjoy the show of the lean tiger climbing onto the couch and settling onto it on a very revealing position, as ordered, with his legs drawn to his chest so that it exposed his balls and his ass crack directly into the view, especially once the tail slung to the side and snaked all the way onto the floor. The bear grinned at the sight, and pulled open one of the drawers on his desk to produce a bottle of his favorite kind of lubricant. It seemed a very convenient place for keeping it, really, considering the number of furs he had bent over that particular desk over the years.

"You ready to take it, Markus?" the bear rumbled as he approached, bottle in paw.

"Hell yeah!" the tiger mreowed, wriggling his toes on the footpaws he held up close to his shoulders, bent over backwards to present himself for the bear and his leaky, mightily throbbing member.

The bear climbed onto his relaxing couch and feasted his eyes on the tiger's toned rump, all the while he fumbled with the lube bottle to get it open. These small things were so very small indeed in his big paws...but a claw managed to catch the rim and open it, so that he could squeeze a great dollop directly upon the tiger's pink pleasure hole. The cat let out an approving murr and wriggled just a little at the sensation, and it became a purr when the bear brought down one thick digit and began to massage the lube into the college jock's hungry pucker.

"Oh yes...swallow daddy's finger..." the bear slurred, prodding into the tiger's rear.

"Hmmm..." Markus' hole clenched on the invading digit, sending delightful pulses of pleasure through his loins, "breed my ass, sir..."

The bear winked and pushed his thick finger deeper into the receptive tunnel beyond the tiger's eager hole, seeking for his prostate to give the cat a nice little jolt which was sure to make him purr and his balls ache for something much bigger to fill his rump as soon as possible. He twisted his finger expertly and observed the curling of the tiger's toes when he finally nudged against the little nut, and the blissed out sound rumbled away into his ears.

"Ohhhh..sssssssiiiiiir!"

The Professor poked the tiger's prostate a few times, each time causing his barbed cock to jolt against the college kid's white belly in needy throbbing from the clenching of his insides about the bear's digit.

"Ahhhyessshhhsirr...fuck me sirrrr....fill my hole..."

The bear pulled out of the tiger's inviting rump and gave it a quick, loud slap.

"Gonna fill you up like a platter of cream, you little fuck," the bear grinned affectionately as he grunted at the tiger. His comparison might've been a bit off, but he truly did intend to make the boy's ass swim with his little soldiers by the time he was done with buttfucking the college tiger's rump. He was gonna bruise that ass with his hips pounding into his tunnel, make the boy snarl and groan when he was spread open -

The fantasy, brief as it was, made his cock ooze even further precum. He was so slick that he barely needed to top up his pole with the stuff from the by now sticky bottle he soon dropped down onto the couch, though nearby in case he would have to apply some more later on. It might have been good stuff, but even the Professor could wear out the lube before his balls or his bottom's ass gave up.

"Here it comes, kitty cat..:" the professor bludgeoned his thick tip against the boy's hole, swatting it with his shaft while the tiger purred and made sexy faces at the man he hoped to entice to fuck him even harder than he already intended to. The noise of the cock slapping down on his taint and balls was rude and erotic, and made the bear feel even hornier than most of the times, as he edged his bulbous tip over to the rim of the tiger's pucker and centered in on his precious, slimy star.

"Ohhyeshhsir..." the tiger moaned wantonly, trying to arch up his hips from the couch to try to encourage the bear, only a moment before he was truly pinned down by the bigger man's weight, his cock starting to press directly into the core of the tiger's being.

The Professor mounted his bitchy-acting boy with a deep, growling rumble coming from his broad chest. He put his weight behind the initial thrust, using his considerable bulk to press in through any resistance the tiger's anus could muster, and then plunged himself into the tiger's steamy heat.

"Ahhh!" the tiger yowled, his tail flying about and smacking the bear's beefy hips and balls while the bear shoved himself through the tiger's gripping butthole and into him within the space of a few seconds and several firm, powerful hunching motions of his hips. His heavy balls slapped onto the tiger's taint and his cock was buried in to the hilt, spreading the tiger's insides all along his considerable length.

The tiger moaned, grunted and hissed, a mixture of pain and pleasure of getting his ass plundered by such a girthy intruder, but it was definitely not causing his own cock to lose any of its hardness. The barbed member still curved over his belly, though now twitching wildly from the contractions of his butt muscles around the bear's big cock pumping its way into his rear. Its sheer bulk caused the tiger's prostate to expel pre-cum over his abs, muscles throughout his body trembling from the force of the penetration, the captivating presence of a dick inside his body.

"Papa bear's gonna take care of ya..." the Professor slurred as he leaned over the tiger and gripped his shoulders, resting somewhat awkwardly on the arm of the couch, "here it comes..."

"Yyyeahshhh sir.." said the tiger breathily, "fuck my tight hole..."

"Not so tight anymore..." said the bear, tugging his hips back so that he was almost out of the sloppy hole before he thrust himself once again into the young man's ass.

"Aghhhhhesshhh!" the tiger bit his teeth together, "fuck..."

The bear humped Markus' butt and truly seemed to mean it, too. Missionary position or not, he was serious about fucking the tiger dude's rump and didn't seem to be too keen on any fluffy goings between them. No, he thrust hard into the tiger's asshole, pumping his cock past the tiger's singing prostate and deep into his guts, his muzzle twisted into a lustful grin while he fucked the cat's butt underneath him. The tiger seemed to be out of it, almost, head rolled back and moaning continuously while he was pounded hard. The sturdy couch didn't have trouble taking the stress of the bear's lumbering body slamming back and forth, the tiger beneath his big body snarling and twisting as he struggled to take the bear's hard thrusts inside him. It truly seemed like he might've had trouble deciding whether it was full-on pleasure or not, but the tiger's moans and whimpers told the bear that he needn't doubt it - the tiger was getting his rocks off from having his ass roughly fucked by his very own Professor.

The big bear revelled in the sight of the tiger's submission, the moans, the panting muzzle and the lolling tongue, all the while his hips swung back and forth in their rough humping mating dance. His ball-slapping thrusts drilled the tiger's asshole and brought innumerable waves of pleasure through his own body. Riding the tiger's ass felt as good as it ever did, he was tight and welcoming and capable of taking it like few could. The thrill of fucking the young stud with his own mature prick and making him mewl like a cat in heat was immeasurably arousing, and sent the bear into a frenzy of thrusting into the tiger's rump. He wanted to fuck and breed the tiger's ass into a cum-soaked mess, and he wanted to make the cat blow his own load from the sheer pleasure of getting it in the ass, and he was already impatient with getting into that goal, his own asshole clenching under his tail while he propelled himself harder and harder onto the tiger's upturned rump-

"Hhhheeeehere it goes..."

The bear's dramatic announcement was accompanied by heavy thrusts, digging himself deep until his cock burst into the tiger's guts, pumping boiling hot seed into the tender walls of the tiger's butt passage. His eyes shot wide, and the striped cat's own cock pulsed, burnt from the inside with the heat of the bear's own climax, and then the tiger was coating their mutual chests with his own spurts.

The Professor kept himself deep within the tiger's ass, intending to let it all go as deep as he could so that it would stay there a long time as a sign of the tiger's submission to him. His cock throbbed and added an occasional glob into the pool of jism inside the cat's rear, and he stayed within the worn-out male for a long time, until he could feel his body relax in increments.

"Hmmmmhhh...messy little slut boy..." the bear grinned as he began to lick the tiger's muzzle, "liking it up the ass from daddy bear..."

"Y-yes sir!" the tiger mewled happily in his cummy bliss.

"Hmmphh...you made me shoot so much that I think you deserve a treat..." said the bear.

The tiger opened his eyes a tad, just as the bear began to pull his tool out of the tiger's ass, accompanied by sloppy noises and globs of cum running out of the tiger's gaping hole before it managed the clench shut.

"Open wide!"

The bar tugged on Markus' neck scruff and pulled the open-mawed boy into his cock to give him a good, musky state of what bear cum tasted like, straight out of the tiger's still leaking ass. The tiger purred deeply as he began to luck and suckle on the huge tool throbbing hard and proud upon his muzzle, staining it, as much as the leather of the couch, with the bear's copious, glistening release.

"Good boy," the bear ruffled the tiger's head furs before cock-slapping hs face, "Professor's really proud of ya..."

"Yes sir..." moaned the tiger, as he gobbled the tip of the cock into his maw and began to suck on it like a pacifier.

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