Date: Mon, 31 Dec 2007 10:15:50 -0500 (EST)
From: fratbear <fratbear@excite.com>
Subject: Sloan Cosgrove, Chapter 12 of 45

"Sloan Cosgrove, Confessions of a Teenage Bear" is a 45-
chapter novel in which a certain bearish college football player/
frat boy recalls his many sexual adventures and encounters.

All of fratbear's stories are available at:
http://www.geocities.com/fratcub/

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"Sloan Cosgrove, Confessions of a Teenage Bear"
by fratbear (fratbear@excite.com)


Chapter 12: Round Two

Tucker and I watched as Don and Clod hoisted their burly frames onto the
bed of my pick-up and clambered over to our prone bodies. They weren't
cops, anymore. They just a pair of horny guys needing some kind of release
on a warm spring night.

Don was hairy all over, like a grizzly bear. His cock was probably about
seven inches long.

Clod was a monster. He was big all over, with almost no hair on his
muscular frame. One look at his nine-inch member sent shivers through my
body.

Tucker closed his eyes again as Don climbed onto him and shoved his dick up
his tight ass. Tucker's body quivered, and tears rolled out of his eyes as
Don fucked him furiously.

Meanwhile, Clod positioned himself between my spread legs. "Tell me if I'm
hurting you," he whispered as he slid his huge erection inch by inch into
my ass. I let out a long whine as it went in. It seemed to take forever,
but when it was all the way to the hilt, it felt as if it were filling my
entire body.

"You're a cute little teddy bear," Clod grunted as he wrapped his arms
around my body and fucked me with surprising gentleness. I have to admit
that it was first time anybody had ever called me "little" without any
irony.

He kissed my ear and cheek, and I turned my head so that we could kiss each
other on the lips. I felt his tongue invading my mouth and intertwining
with my own tongue. He bathed my face with hot, jagged breaths.

Don was not being so gentle with Tucker. His quick, hard thrusts were
almost angry, and Tucker was whimpering and crying. I broke my kiss with
Clod and squeezed Tucker's hand. He opened his eyes and looked at me. I
smiled and growled with pleasure. Tucker nodded and growled back. He even
chuckled a little as the big hairy cop on his back neared his climax.

"Yeah..." Don groaned as he came quickly, adding to the cum already in
Tucker's ass. Within a few seconds, Don was withdrawing his dick with a
loud squishing sound. He leaned over and whispered into Tucker's
ear. "Thanks."

For the first time, Tucker grinned. "No problem," he grunted back.

I smiled as Clod continued fucking me with steady, relaxed strokes. After
Don climbed off the truck, Tucker just watched me being fucked by this
gentle giant of a man.

"You really like this?" the big guy asked me.

"It's great," I replied. Clod laughed softy in response. Suddenly, he let
out a gasp.

"I'm gonna cum," he moaned as he fucked me faster.

"Come on, Clod," I groaned. "Spurt it inside me."

Without warning, Clod let out a deafening howl into the night sky as he
bucked up, his dick throbbing in my ass as thick cum sprayed into it. I
felt the juices splashing against the walls of my ass.

The howl died into a soft whimper as all the strength drained out of his
tremendous body, and his full weight fell against me as he went limp. He
kept murmuring into my ear. "Good little bear..."

Clod finally sighed and pulled out. My asshole was so loose now that it
felt like the night air was blowing into my body. Tucker and I looked over
our shoulders at the cops as they got dressed behind my truck.

"So did we do okay?" I asked Chuck.

Chuck grinned. "You did better than okay."

"So you're gonna let us off?"

"Sure thing." Chuck tossed the key to the handcuffs into the bed next to
our feet and slammed shut the gate on my truck. The cops turned and walked
back to their cars.

"Hey," Tucker yelled, "aren't you gonna untie us?"

The cops laughed as they got into their cars and drove off, leaving Tucker
and me spread-eagle in the bed of my truck. The handcuffs key was useless,
since we could barely even moved our hands.

"God damn assholes," Tucker snorted as he look over my sweat-drenched,
naked body. "How're we gonna explain this when somebody finds us like
this?"

"We could always tell them we got raped by a couple of cops," I suggested.

"No way, man," he replied, furiously shaking his head. "Ain't nobody's
gonna find out I got fucked in the ass by two guys."

"It didn't hurt too bad, did it?" I asked, looking at his wrecked, violated
body with concern.

He tried to sound strong and proud. "Naw, of course not. But I can't say I
enjoyed it, either. Not like you, anyway."

"Well, it helps to be gay," I answered. "And it would also help if you
actually liked the guy who was fucking you."

"I guess," Tucker sighed. "This feels kinda weird, having all this cum
inside my ass." He wiggled his body a little, apparently to feel the juices
squishing around inside him. "Well, what're we gonna do while we wait?"

"I dunno," I said. "I just don't know."

***

Over the next hour, we heard about a half-dozen cars zooming past on the
road, but none of them stopped. A pick-up truck pulled over on the side of
road in Texas wasn't exactly cause for anybody to get out of their cars and
make inquiries.

It was probably a little past midnight when we heard a car pulling up and
parking behind my truck. The car sounded awfully familiar.

Tucker perked up. "You hear that?" We both looked over our shoulders.

A blond head peered over the gate and looked down at our naked bodies
strung up in the bed. "What the fuck?" It was Zack, finally on his way home
from our drunken gathering at the Dairy Queen.

"Hey, Zack," I said, "we've got ourselves into a bit of a bind here."

Tucker was relieved that we'd been found by somebody we actually knew and
trusted, and so he spilled his guts about what had happened to us as Zack
freed us. I rubbed my sore wrists as Tucker gingerly sat back on his
still-sensitive ass.

"So they fucked both of you?" Zack asked, a little curious.

"Sloan actually liked it," Tucker said. "Especially that big cop with the
huge dick."

"Well, they got my ass so worked up that it's hungry for more now," I
said. My dick was erect again, and I rubbed it to keep it happy.

"My ass is just plain sore," Tucker groused. "You have anything I can put
on it?"

"Actually, I do," I said. "Zack, can you get the bottle of lotion in my
glove compartment?"

Zack went into the cab and came back with a bottle of aloe vera ointment
that I kept in my truck.

I looked at Tucker, who held out his hand for the bottle. "Say, Tucker,
would it be asking too much if I could apply it for you?"

"Sure, no problem."

"Actually, I was wondering if I could use a special applicator." I squirted
a glob of the lotion onto my stiff cock and lubed it up with it.

Tucker's eyes widened. "But you're... it's so big," he stammered.

"It's not about how big it is," I replied, "it's about getting fucked by a
friend, somebody you really like."

This seemed to put Tucker at ease. He looked over at Zack, who just
shrugged in drunken nonchalance, then looked back at me and finally nodded.

I helped Tucker get into position on his hands and knees so that he could
stick his ass into the air for easier entry. I pressed my cock against his
red, raw asshole. It was still slick from the previous encounter with the
cops.

"Ready?" I asked.

"Yeah," Tucker answered. "Just go a little- ah!"

He cried out as I pushed my cock into him, sliding it in until my body was
pressed up against his ass, and all eight inches of my cock was inside
him. He let out a long sigh.

I felt a hand on my shoulder. I looked back to find Zack's grinning
face. He had dropped his pants and was now kneeling behind me, rubbing his
thick, swollen erection.

I leaned forward, lying against Tucker's back, as Zack scooted forward and
shoved his rod right up my ass. "Oh, yeah," he moaned as he started fucking
me. I gently eased my own cock in and out of Tucker's ass.

It was my first experience of fucking somebody while being
fucked. Sandwiched between the hot, brawny bodies of my two teammates, I
started to grunt and groan like an animal as sweat began to pour down my
body.

The truck rocked back and forth as we moved together, growling and cursing
as a breeze blew over our overheated bodies.

"Oh, fuck, Sloan," Tucker cried out. "Your dick feels so good in my ass."

I reached under him and found that he'd managed to keep an erection even as
I fucked him. I slowly jerked him off as our bodies writhed in unison.

After a few minutes, I felt my body trembling. I knew I was getting
close. "I'm gonna cum in your ass," I groaned.

"Do it," Tucker grunted back.

I put my hands on his back as I thrust harder into him. I heaved as my
climax rolled through my body, and I started spewing my steaming cum into
his body. The muscles in my ass tightened with each spasm.

As my ass clamped down around his dick, Zack finally let out a series of
loud moans. "Oh, god, here it comes." He wrapped his arms around my chest
and pulled me up, hugging me tightly as he rammed his dick into me a couple
more times before his spunk exploded into my ass. "God, Sloan, you're
unbelievable," he grunted as he pumped out the last contents of his balls
into me.

Zack pulled his dick out of me and rubbed it contentedly. I withdrew my
softening dick from Tucker's ass and rolled him over onto his back. I
wrapped my fingers around his stiff cock and pumped on it
vigorously. Tucker cried out wildly as his body bucked around.

"I'm gonna shoot!" he yelled.

I immediately climbed onto him and lowered myself on his pole, slipping it
into my ass.

Tucker's eyes widened in amazement as I bounced up and down on his cock a
few times. Then his eyes rolled back in his head and he grunted loudly. His
body arched up as he shoved his dick all the way up into my ass. I felt jet
after jet of cum pumping out of his dick into me.

Tucker's body went limp as he took big, gulping breaths of fresh air.

I pulled myself off of him and stood up, my big naked body glistening in
the night as the breeze helped evaporate some of the sweat.

"Looks like you need a towel," Zack said, pointing out the mixture of four
men's cum overflowing out of my ass and dripping down my legs.

"Guess I got the ole tank filled up," I chuckled.

"You were right," Tucker said as he got his breath back. "It is better with
someone you like."

He sat up, and cum leaked out of his ass, forming a puddle in the bed of my
truck. We all laughed as Zack went back to his truck to get a towel, and we
made plans to get together again on Saturday night... this time without the
cops.


- fratbear
fratbear@excite.com
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