Date: Mon,  4 Feb 2008 14:43:42 -0500 (EST)
From: fratbear <fratbear@excite.com>
Subject: Sloan Cosgrove, Chapter 26 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:
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"Sloan Cosgrove, Confessions of a Teenage Bear"
by fratbear (fratbear@excite.com)


Chapter 26: Big Daddy

I actually did thank Lorne for abandoning me in the woods that day, but I
didn't tell him about the two hot bears who picked me up and fucked me on
the way home. Lorne was walking a little funny, and I could tell that his
ass was still aching from the forcible fucking I'd inflicted on him the
night before. It'd clearly had an effect on him.

The rest of Hell Week went pretty smoothly, with Lorne mostly staying out
of my way. and as the week wound down, the pledges were buzzing with the
news that we'd each be given our official fraternity nickname at the
beginning of our activation ceremony, when we would be transformed from
pledges to actives.

For most of the pledges, the nicknaming process was quite simple. Often it
was a variation of a guy's last name. Buckey became Buckster. Spank already
had his nickname from football. Paco and Bubba had cool enough real names
to retain them. And Bailey... well, he stayed Bailey.

As for me, though, during the ceremony when Lorne announced to everybody
what my nickname would be, I was pleasantly surprised.

"Sloan," Lorne declared during the all-fraternity meeting in the Delt House
living room, "your Delt name will be 'Big Daddy.'"

The instant he said the words, I knew who was responsible. A few weeks
earlier, I had recounted my life story to Norm, who was now my official
Delt "big brother." I told him about how my introduction to bear sex came
from the original "Big Daddy" himself, Sheriff Parker, the grizzled
Southern sheriff who was the subject of my favorite online stories. I knew
Norm must have suggested the nickname, knowing I'd get a kick out of it.

With that, the actual activation ceremony began. It involved everybody
putting on red ceremonial robes and the reading of several passages from
the Delta Tau Omega book of traditions. At the end, each pledge was
activated one after another. A pledge's name would be uttered, and the
chapter president would ask whether there were any objections to that young
man addition to the fraternity.

I was the last name on the list. I should've seen it coming, but no sooner
had my name been called, Lorne raised his hand. "I have an objection," he
sneered, a snide smile on his face.

There was a confused silence in the room. None of the brothers seemed to
have expected this glitch in the proceedings.

The Delt's chapter president, Hound- a squat, muscular fireplug of a
wrestler- was the first to react. "Brother Lorne, you have declared an
objection." As tradition dictated, Hound had to follow this up with the
question: "May this pledge do anything to strike out your objection?"

"There is, Brother Hound," Lorne answered, and I could tell he was taking
great delight in this. "I will rescind my objection if Brother Sloan lets
me to fuck him in the ass right here."

The whole room went dead silent again. No one knew what to say. Finally,
Hound decided to break the silence, so thrown off by Lorne's request that
he ditched the use of "Brother" before our names. "Now, Lorne, I know you
and Sloan have some issues to work out, but let's not go too far here."

"I don't mind," I blurted out before even realizing it. "I mean, if it'll
make Lorne happy." I knew that Lorne's point was to humiliate me. He
wouldn't be able to humiliate me if I was a willing participant. Besides,
I'd felt a little guilty about what I'd done to him the week before, and if
this one thing would satisfy his need for payback, then I was fine with it.

Hound sighed, obviously unhappy with this turn of events. "Well, tradition
forbids us from refusing to resolve an objection. But Lorne, we're gonna
have a serious talk about his later."

Lorne grinned and stepped out into the middle of the room as the rest of
the fraternity looked on, hardly believing what was happening. Guess there
hadn't been many activation ceremonies where two frat brothers butt-fucked
one another at the Delt House.

"Sloan," Lorne called out, "step forward."

I walked up to him and looked him hard in the eyes. He was clearly
relishing this moment.

"Now, pledge," he commanded, "strip for me."

I did as I was told, removing my ceremonial robe and pulling off my
clothing piece by piece. When I was done, I was completely naked before all
of the Delts. As I stood there, partly embarrassed, but also partly turned
on, Lorne proceeded to take off his pants and underwear, leaving his robe
on. His already erect cock poked a tent in front of his robe.

"Down on all fours," he ordered, and I got down on my hands and knees.
Lorne knelt behind me and lifted his robe to expose his hard-on. I noticed
the Delts taking furtive steps forward to get a closer look at the
impending show.

Lorne positioned his cock at my ass and pushed his way in, letting out a
groan as he entered me. I just looked around the room at the other members
gawking at us, and I felt my own dick getting harder as Lorne started to
fuck me.

From what I could observe, it didn't seem like Lorne was deriving much
sexual pleasure from this act. Instead, it seemed to be an issue of power
and domination. He just wanted to show me who was boss. He didn't say a
word as he punished my ass with quick, fierce thrusts. He just let out a
stream of snorts, as if this were some kind of animalistic coupling.

I just gritted my teeth and endured the roughness of Lorne's ramming cock.
The other Delts were becoming uncomfortable with the sight of two men
fucking, growing restless as the minutes passed. From the strain of Lorne's
sharp breaths, I could tell that he was losing steam and desperately trying
to reach his climax.

And with a grunt and a violent thrust, he did, spilling his hot sperm into
my bowels. As his orgasm continued, he finally uttered a few words. "Yeah,
Sloan, that'll show you who's on top."

After a few more convulsions, Lorne was done, pulling his dick out of my
ass and falling forward onto his hands and knees as he waited to regain his
strength.

I looked up at the fraternity elders. "Does that make me an active member
now?" I asked.

Hound cleared his throat and nodded. "That it does, Brother Sloan. Welcome
to the brotherhood of Delta Tau Omega."

"So that makes Lorne and me equals now." I looked over at Lorne's
robe-covered body, still weakened by his sexual work-out. "And so I can do
THIS without breaking rank."

I scrambled behind Lorne and lifted up his robe, exposing his ass. Before
he could protest or fight back, I clamped my hand on the back of his neck,
holding him down as I slid my throbbing cock into his ass.

Lorne screamed, his body rearing up from the sensation. "Not again!" he
yelled, straining ineffectually against the strength of my hand as I
plunged my pole into him.

The Delts watched, startled by this turn of events- with the exception of
the members of my pledge team- as I fucked Lorne just like he'd fucked
me. Like an animal. Lorne howled as I pounded his ass, but he soon stopped
fighting it. He'd resigned himself to the fact that he was getting fucked
by me, and there was nothing he could do about it.

"Now, Lorne," I said to him, "you know turn-about is fair play." This
actually elicited a few chuckles from other Delts who were happy to see
Lorne get what was coming to him.

I pushed Lorne's robe and his shirt up and over his head, and soon he was
just as naked as I was, on all fours, whimpering and yowling like a hurt
dog as I violated his body with my eight-and-a-half inch rock-hard slab of
meat.

I could see the muscles in his broad back tensing up, as if he were
anticipating my nearing orgasm. "Come on, Lorne," I huffed as I felt the
pressure building in my balls, "take my cum in your ass."

And he did, crying out as I shuddered, my pulsing cock shooting rivers of
my cum into him. I wrapped my arms around his strong torso, hugging him
tightly as I filled his ass with spunk.

Lorne was still whimpering as I lay him down on his stomach, my dick still
planted inside him. We lay there on the floor as the other Delts looked at
each other, unsure of what to say.

"Well," Hound finally sighed, "now that we've gotten THAT out of the way,
perhaps we can continue with the ceremony."

Lorne's body was trembling. I could tell he was fighting back tears, not
from pain, but from the knowledge that I'd beaten him, and this time for
good. I leaned down and whispered into his ear. "Thanks for the nickname,
Lorne."

He forced a smile, and for the first time, he addressed me with a tone of
respect. "You're welcome, Big Daddy."


- fratbear
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