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Can't Get Any Work Done

Scottio muttered to himself as he hunched over his laptop in the cold, dim backroom. The office was lit by a single bulb overhead, and the chilly feeling of the air wasn't helped at all by the sight of the gentling falling snow out the large window. It was picturesque as hell, really, but it didn't aid his concentration one bit.

Lorank had hired him part time to help out in getting the onsen ready for guests. The bear-hulk didn't need help with physical labor, of course, but there was more to running a successful business than just renovations. Right now, Scottio was trying to build a website to advertise the baths once it was ready to open. Emphasis on "trying". Lorank was naturally focusing on the guest areas of the onsen first, which left the Staff Only rooms like Scottio's office bare and unheated. Scottio doubted that big hairy mountain of a bear even noticed the cold, with all that fur and those big...hot...muscles...

Scottio felt a twinge in the fat horse cock the snaked its way down his pant leg, and shook his head to try and clear his thoughts. THOSE kinds of thoughts wouldn't help him work either...

"C'mon, Scottio, HTML isn't hard, just focus on the damn job..."

"Good idea."

Scottio nearly jumped in his seat at the sudden sound, and he whipped his head around to face the source. It was Lorank, of course, the enormous ursine's frame completely filling the doorway even as he hunched over to fit through. For someone so BIG he sure could move quietly when he wanted to.

Lorank just smiled warmly, and pointed to the laptop. He was a bear of few words, but Scottio had learned to interpret his meaning, most of the time.

"Oh, yeah, come take a look at it," said Scottio. Lorank took a huge, heavy step towards the desk and leaned over even further to scrutinize the website that Scottio had mocked up. Scottio opened his mouth to begin explaining his work so far, but before he could speak he felt a tickling sensation on the back of his head.

Instinctively he tried to turn his head to see what it was, before he discovered that he was trapped. To either side of his head were two vast tan walls, so huge that he could see both out of the corners of his eyes while looking straight ahead. Two tan, furry walls...

Oh. My. God.

Realization struck like a thunderbolt. Those furry walls were Lorank's pectorals, and the tickling was the bara-bruin's vast tangled jungle of curly chest hair. The gulf between the two colossal slabs of chest meat was so vast and deep that Scottio's entire head had just slipped between as the bear learned down! He glanced left and right and could clearly see the dark fleshy top-hats that were Lorank's big nips, erect and prominent in the cold air.

The curvy horseboi's dick didn't twitch in his pants this time, it friggin' surged. It felt like a water balloon being inflated on the tap as it snaked down his pant leg and swelled until it looked like he was trying to hide a third leg in there. He took a halting but deep breath and was rewarded with rich lungfull of heady bear musk, the aroma rolling waves off that masculine mess of chest hair.

Paralyzed by his growing lust, Scottio couldn't help but notice that the towering ursine had neither moved nor spoken. Oh, there's no way he doesn't know...he's doing this on purpose! Scottio had to admit that he probably hadn't done a very good job of hiding his admiration for his titanic employer's body. Around the spa Lorank seldom wore more than his kilt, and it was more or less impossible for the horseboi NOT to stare at what was on display.

Lorank wasn't just a specimen of bearkind, he was practically their patron deity. His face was the most ruggedly handsome face you could ask for, with a square jaw and a chin strong enough to win a few weightlifting contests of its own. Despite that his head still managed to almost get lost between the rolling hills of Lorank's traps, so huge and thick that his broad neck and head were always thrust forward. And from there, things just got bigger...

He heard a rumbling above him. Lorank seemed to be humming to himself as he studied the prototype website, seemingly unaware of the flustered stallion currently squeezed between his pectorals. It was at this exact moment that Scottio decided he wasn't going to get any more work done this evening.

"Fuck it."

Scottio stood up from his seat, turned around, and buried his face in Lorank's luxurious chest fur. He spread his arms out as far as they would go, and just managed to grab Lorank's big black nipples in his hands. He squeezed the palm-filling protrusions until they swelled and became hard in his hands. He dragged his long equine face up and down the huge rising mounds of Lorank's chest, feeling the soft fur and hard muscle pressed against his muzzle.

Lorank's pectorals were each wider than a normal fur's entire body, like two meaty coffee-tables side by side. Their far ends must have been feet away from Lorank's face, a great prow of muscle advancing always before him. Scottio's head practically disappear in the cleft between them, and his hands soon wandered from the blunt ends of Lorank's nipples to the greater mountains of bear muscle surrounding them. The flesh was firm, solid, and unyielding, but not totally rock hard; the furry titan was still relaxed.

Scottio's big horse cock bucked hard in his pants, painfully compressed by the fabric as more blood rushed to it. His dick kicked so hard it threatened to jerk his whole leg with it and knock him flat on his ample ass. With a great force of will he tore one of his roving hands away from exploring the bear's topography and fumbled desperately with his zipper.

From above came a deep, rumbling chuckle. Two gigantic hands, each big enough to handle the horseboi's head like a tennis ball, descended down from on high towards the straining denim. Poor Scottio's condition had worsened to the point where he could practically see the veins in his trapped member through the taut cloth. As the giant paws brushed against it, he couldn't stop himself from uttering a long, lusty whinny.

With frankly astonishing dexterity for such huge hands, Lorank deftly released the stallion from his pants-prison. As the waistband came down, the trapped horsecock sprang free with such force that the huge organ struck Scottio square in the sternum. The big-bottomed horseboi might be tiny in comparison to his boss, but he was still monstrously hung in his own right.

Scottio threw his head back and panted as his erect cock throbbed freely in the cold air. A bead of pre slowly ooze out from the center of his broad, flat head. He want so badly to take his turgid dick in hand and furiously jack himself off, but he had something even better in mind.

Ignoring his member for the moment, Scottio climbed atop his chair, shucking his shirt in the process. Fully naked now, standing on the chair, he still did not come up to the level of Lorank's chin. But it did afford him a much easier reach towards his goals.

Scottio's hands found their way to one of Lorank's great boulder-like shoulders. The huge round cluster of muscles was bigger than the horse's chest, sinews contracting and relaxing in rippling waves as the bear titan gently stroked the horseboi's tiny back.

Scottio ran his fingers through every cleft and crevice, tracing the shapes of the individual muscles and running a fingertip along the paths of bulging veins. Working his way down, he reached one of the bear's most impressive features: his colossal, shirt-destroying bicep. Relaxed, that single mound was bigger than Scottio's head, nearly as wide as he was... but that didn't last for long.

As soon as the equine got a good grip on his arm, Lorank smiled predatorily, and flexed. The smaller horse shouted in surprise as his feet suddenly lifted off the chair and left him hanging suspended from a titanic bear-arm. His feet dangled and kicked high above the floor. His horsecock throbbed and jerked, flinging droplets of pre all around, as he felt the iron-like muscle bulge beneath his fingers and he struggled to hang on.

Again came that rumbling bass chuckle. Scottio felt the strain in his arms ease as a great furry arm encircle his waist, holding him up against the ursine's broad flank. He let go of the tree-trunk like arm as its mighty twin took up the horse's comparatively puny mass. Instead, the stallion flung his arms wide, nearly straight out to each side, and tried to huge the great bear-beast. The key word here being "tried".

Without warning the horseboi found himself pushed higher, right in the sweaty, musky canyon of Lorank's armpit. So huge was the bear that Scottio found his entire head swallowed up by the muscular pit. He coughed and sputtered as he was enveloped in a forest of coarse, smelly pit hair, each strand dripping with the masculine funk of the giant bear. The potent scent of manliness burned slightly as it filled the horse's flaring nostrils, making a beeline straight to his brain.

Scottio's horsedick jerked and shuddered, squeezed between Scottio's belly and Lorank's rock-like lats, and fired off several volleys of pre. The clear fluid shot skyward in long arcs, splatting the bear across his colossal chest, soaking into the dense carpet of hair. One shot splashes the bear's muzzle, and he hungrily licked it off. The great ursine smirked as he felt the horseboi shiver in his grip.

Lorank's musk was like pure aphrodisiac to Scottio. His dick was hard as steel and bucked angrily, sending waves of shuddering pleasure through his entire body as pre continued to gush from the tip of his blunt cock. A chuckle came from above as copious amounts of slimy liquid cascade down the towering bear's body and dripped on the floor.

"Oh--oh god," gasped Scottio, in between taking deeping snorting breaths of bear funk as only a stallion could, "L--Lorank...I'm so c-close, I'm...I'm gonna..."

A bone-shaking rumble washed over the trembling horse.

"Not yet."

Lorank pulled the horny equine out of the swampy mass of pit hair, ignoring his whimpering complaints. He took up Scottio in both his hands, his giant paws easily encircling the pear-shaped horseboi. Lorank positioned the smaller fur close to his chest, and gently but firmly squeezed him close in a literal bearhug.

Scottio whimpered in submission to the furry titan, wondering just what the bear had in mind. A wicked grin came over Lorank's rugged face. With the horse still firmly pressed against his mile-wide chest, Lorank rolled his arms forward, squeeze the furry boulders on his chest that he called pecs together, trapping Scottio's leaking erection between them in the process.

"Ah! Ah!" The little horse cried out in pure ecstasy as his wet, dripping dick was squeezed and stroked by Lorank's monstrous chest meat, the cleft between his pectorals so deep that even Scottio's giant horsecock could be completely enveloped. The dick moved freely in that fleshy chasm, pre and hair making a wonderfully smooth surface for desperate thrusting.

The overstimulated boi completely lost control. He grabbed fistfuls of the bears shaggy body hair and pulled himself up and down furiously. He needed so badly to cum, his whole body was dripping sweat and the room stank of exercise and sex and bear musk. It all combined to assault Scottio's senses, his brain completely overloaded on sex and funk and slippery stroking sensations. All he wanted to do in life, all he could think about, was tit-fucking this massive bear god until he painted his horse seed all over everything.

Scottio was oblivious to anything but the pair of pecs he was fucking, which only made Lorank smile further. As the big black cock pistoned up and down his front, the bear took short, teasing licks of the dribbling head whenever it came within read. With his gigantic bear paws he felt up the horseboi's wide hips and ample bouncing butt. Scottio didn't notice or care; he was really close at last.

"Shit, I--I--I'm g-gonna, I'm gonna..." choked out Scottio, almost in tears he was so desperate to cum.

This time, Lorank approved. "Okay. Cum."

Up until now, the horse thought the bear had been squeezing his trapped dick hard, but he didn't know the half of it. Lorank flexed for real this time, and the unyielding muscle of his epic pecs clamped down on the thrusting horse dick and it to a complete stop. Scottio gasped in shock, only to be silenced as the bear suddenly leaned down and, opening wide, totally engulfed his flaring cockhead in his great ursine maw. Lorank's thick, heavy tongue swirled around the throbbing dick in his mouth, exploring every ridge and fold, relentlessly teasing the twitch cumslit at the end. His tremendous arms crushed the poor stallion even closer to his hairy body, and just for fun he took the horse's bloated sac in one and fondled the swollen orbs within.

Scottio screamed out in pure, unbridled lust as he finally fell over the edge. His nuts pulled close and a huge bulge traveled up his urethra, his trapped cock swelling further against its meaty prison. Lorank had just enough warning to pull off the bloating cock before a geyser of white erupted from the tip.

The pent-up horse's orgasm was relentless. His hyper dick fired off ropes of jizz thicker than his arm, tremendous blasts of cum that struck the walls, the ceiling, *ping*-ing off the metal overhead lamp, sending the shadows jumping wildly around as the light fixture swung about. There seemed no end to his load, fresh coats of semen washing over the office even as previous loads dripped off the roof, gallons of horse nut flung all about.

Scottio gasped for air in between screams of pleasure as his orgasm rode him. His whole body trembled with chills and burned with heat at the same time, his mind completely blanked out by the waves of orgasmic bliss rolling over it. Through it all Lorank stood like a rock, sheets of jizz falling on and down his body like a sweet glaze, grinning fiercely but otherwise completely unmoved as Scottio was drained of every drop of semen he had.

Eventually his shots began to lose strength, no longer enough to hit the walls, instead arcing up in the air before landing with a wet noise on Lorank's head, before slowing to a dribble cascading down the bear's already soaked chest.

The horse's dick was still trapped, but Scottio's upper body began to waver and sway, and Lorank had to grab his head and shoulders in his great hands before the exhausted equine collapsed completely. Scottio laid his head to rest against his sticky friend, utterly spent and totally satisfied. For a long moment he just laid there, breathing deep ragged breaths and listening to the bear's mighty drum of a heartbeat.

After a little while Lorank tried to rouse the horse by gently stroking his long muzzle with a claw-tip. The horse stirred, pulling his head out of the sticky mat of fur and cum, and looked up at the bear with tired but happy eyes.

"That was...wow...I..." The bear chuckled, then took Scottio's face in both paws, and kissed him softly on the end of his snout. Scottio hummed in appreciation and threw his arms (or tried to) around the bear's thick neck and kissed the great bruin back.

Scottio was content to enjoy the feeling of the big bear in his arms, and the sensation of his softening cock sliding down Lorank's chest, until a thought suddenly occurred to him.

"Lorank...boss, if you're holding me here," he said, putting his own hands atop the bear paws still stroking his cheeks, "then how am I still off...the...floor..."

His eyes went wide as he looked down and saw the he was comfortably sitting on top of huge black log, a huge tree trunk of bear cock jutting straight out from his employer's crotch. The dickosaurus was wide than his entire body and stretched clear across the room, the fat head bobbing off in the distance. Scottio turned his head slowly back to stare at the bear.

Lorank wiggled his eyebrows.

Scottio gulped.

I am definitely not getting anymore work done tonight...