Date: Thu, 6 Mar 97 18:24:27 UT
From: Ted <Cub4U2@msn.com>
Subject: Story Submission: Gay Male - Authoritarian

CUB TAMIN'

by Ted (Cub4U2@msn.com)


WARNING: 

The following contains graphic descriptions of sadomasochism, 
dominance/submission and homosexual sex. It is intended as entertainment for 
adults 21 years of age or over. 

If you are under 21 and/or offended by any of the above activities, stop 
reading NOW! 

The persons, places and events in this story are fictional. 
------------------------------------------------------------------------
Ted squirmed with both anticipation and apprehension as he knocked on Rog's 
front door. When he'd agreed to visit Rog in St. Louis, the idea seemed 
exciting -- but now, hearing footsteps approach, his confidence was 
evaporating. 

The door opened and Ted found himself staring at a tall, heavy man who towered 
far over his own five-foot-nine-inch form. "C'mon in, cub," the burly man said 
in a deep voice. Ted entered, walking past the big 'bear' into a room 
cluttered with packing boxes and piled clothing. 

Rog turned to look at the young cub as he entered, smiling appreciatively at 
the snug- fitting faded jeans stretched across Ted's compact, tight bottom, 
and the flash of bare skin revealed where his white sweatshirt touched the 
jeans' waistband. This is gonna be fun, the husky man thought, more fun than 
this cub knows! 

"Moving, huh?" Ted asked. "Yep -- but let's get somethin' straight, cub," Rog 
said, advancing slowly, "In here, you NEVER forget to end a sentence 
respectfully!" The cub paled a little at the bearded man's tone. "Sorry, 
Mister Bear," he replied, "It won't happen again, sir!" "I know it won't, 
cub," Rog said, " 'cause that's gonna be your first lesson of the day!" The 
beefy man seated himself on a large box and spread his thighs. He patted his 
knee. "Bend over, boy," Rog delivered sentence. Ted paled even more, but the 
big bear saw that the bulge in the front of the young man's jeans swelled as 
he slowly walked over to accept his 'punishment.' Reaching up, Rog grabbed a 
fistful of the front of the cub's sweatshirt and pulled him quickly across his 
knee. "When I tell ya to do somethin', cub, ya do it right then! That'll be 
lesson number two!" the bear snapped. 

Ted lay trembling slightly across Rog's knee. Oh, please, don't let it be too 
hard, he thought apprehensively, but even as he waited for the spanking to 
begin, his cock swelled and pulsed in his jeans in eager anticipation. Rog 
rested his big right hand on the seat of the cub's jeans. He put his right leg 
over Ted's left leg, locking the cub firmly in place with his butt thrust up 
and his groin pressed against the big man's left thigh. Rog raised his beefy 
paw and brought it down hard across the denim-clad bottom. SMACK! Ted's body 
jerked at the hard spank. SMACK! Again Rog whacked the cub's backside. "Ya 
won't forget to be respectful to this bear from now on!" he said, raising his 
hand again. SMACK! "I won't, I promise, sir!" Ted said. SMACK! "Promises won't 
do ya any good, cub. I'll decide when you won't forget!" SMACK! 

With a slow but steady rhythm, the tall man firmly spanked Ted's jerking 
buttocks through the faded jeans. The cub didn't attempt to struggle, but the 
increasing sting of every SMACK! forced him to involuntarily clench the cheeks 
of his bottom together, though he kept his lips pressed shut. "Get up, cub," 
Rog ordered after delivering the thirtieth spank, "I don't think you're 
gettin' the message." He moved his leg to allow the young man to stand up. Ted 
stood submissively, arms at his sides, as the bear reached out and unbuttoned 
his jeans, then pulled them down around his ankles. Again Rog pulled him down 
and across his leg. Now for some real fun, the big man thought, relishing the 
sight of Ted's bottom clad in tight white jockey shorts. 

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! Rog began spanking the cub just as hard as 
before, but faster. Ted jerked at the sharp hot sting of the whacks with only 
the thin cotton of his jockeys to protect his behind. SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! 
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! The husky man smiled to himself as the cub began 
squirming, wriggling his increasingly-hot buttocks from side to side to try 
and avoid the painful paw- spanks. A little harder, this cub's just about 
ready for the main event, Rog thought. SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! His bottom 
stinging and heating up under the bear's spank-assault, Ted couldn't keep 
silent any longer. "Uh!" SMACK! "Ow!" SMACK! "Ah!" SMACK! "Owtch! Please 
Mister Bear, no more!" SMACK! "Yow!" SMACK! "OW! Please, please, I'll be good, 
OWW!" the cub pleaded, his backside burning hotter with every hard whack Rog 
delivered, and his achingly hard cock wetting the front of his briefs with 
precum.. 

We're gettin' there, the hefty bear thought as he listened to Ted's yelps. Yet 
there was still no catch of tears in the cub's pleading, and that would have 
to be remedied. Mentally counting the whacks, Rog stopped briefly when he 
reached sixty. Suppressing a sigh, the cub relaxed across his leg. "Don't get 
comfortable, boy," the big man said. "That was only lesson number one. Number 
two's gonna be a lot worse!" "Please, Mister Bear, PLEASE not too hard!" Ted 
begged for mercy, knowing there would be none from this commanding man -- and 
deep inside himself, glad that there would be no mercy.

Rog hooked his hand in the top of the cub's jockeys and pulled them down to 
his knees. His half-hard cock snapped to thick, rigid attention in his heavy 
work jeans as Ted's tight cupcake bare butt was revealed, glowing deep pink 
with the heat of the chastisement. Enough warm-up, he thought, reaching back 
to pull out the paddle he'd stuck in his hip pocket. The big man raised the 
twelve-inch-long wooden paddle and smacked it down firmly across the cub's 
bare bottom.

WAP! "YOWTCH!" Ted cried out at the blistering smart of the paddle on his sore 
cheeks. WAP! "YEOW!" WAP! "OWOWOW!! PLEASE NO MORE SIR!!" 

WAP! Rog smiled grimly as he whaled the paddle over the young man's 
quickly-reddening backside. WAP! "OUCH OH PLEASE PLEASE SIR!!" Ted could stand 
it no more, the hot fire blazing in his bare buttocks forced him to start 
struggling. But the husky man was ready for that; quickly he wrapped his 
powerful arm around the cub's waist to pin him securely down, never missing a 
stroke with the paddle as he did so.

WAP! "OWWWWWW!!! PLEEEAASE!!!" Ted yelled, his butt sizzling with every 
blistering whack of the paddle. WAP! "I said DON'T forget to end a sentence 
respectfully, boy!" Rog snapped. "OWW! OWW! OH MISTER BEAR PLEEEASE I'M SORRY 
SIR!!" WAP! 

Struggle though he might to evade the punishing paddle, the cub was no match 
for Rog's husky strength. The burly man held Ted securely across his leg as he 
continued the butt- burning paddling. WAP! "OWWWTCHH!!" WAP! "YEOW! PLEASE 
SIR!" WAP! "OW! OWOWWW!! OH GOD PLEASE MISTER BEAR I'LL BE GOOD!" WAP! Finally 
the cub's pleading held the cracking tone of tears, Rog heard. Ted's eyes 
brimmed with the fierce heat of the paddling, every whack of the paddle 
printing a sore red welt on his bare buttocks that pulsed with pain.

WAP! "OWWWWWW!" At the forty-first stroke of the paddle, the cub broke. His 
body raised, legs kicking, Ted cried openly and loudly as the big bear 
continued to paddle him soundly across the thick lower part of his bottom. 
WAP! "OWWW! P-p-please, OH P-PLEASE SIR!" he begged. 

Smacking the wide paddle again and again across the struggling, sobbing cub's 
bare behind, Rog was aware that Ted's hard-on hadn't diminished in the least 
-- despite all the yelping and waterworks, the burly bear could still feel the 
rigid, hot, surprisingly large cock pressed against his thigh. He also noticed 
that the young man's struggles were more focused, more centered, as if rubbing 
that hot hard piece of meat against the bear's leg were more important than 
escaping the blistering paddle. WAP! "YEOWWWTCH! O- OH P-PLEASE S-SIR!" Ted 
sobbed as Rog slapped the paddle hard across his naked behind for the fiftieth 
time. 

The red-hot agony of the paddling spread outward from Ted's bottom, filling 
his crotch, as he jerked and bawled from every searing smack. Without warning, 
the cub felt it coming, boiling up in his crotch and balls and hard dick, an 
aching ecstasy that even the pain in his glowingly-hot buttocks couldn't mask. 
WAP! "OWWWW! OH! OH! MISTER BEAR I CAN'T HELP IT OH GOD HERE IT COMES....!!!!" 
WAP! WAP! WAP! WAP! Furiously, Rog paddled the cub fast and hard as Ted sobbed 
and shot spurt after spurt of hot sticky cubjuice over the burly man's leg. 
The young man collapsed limply over Rog's thigh as the last few drops of his 
load dribbled out. The tall bear dropped the paddle to one side and ran his 
paws roughly over Ted's crimson, blazing bare bottom. 

"I -- I'm awful sorry Mister Bear," Ted said submissively. "I really, really 
couldn't help it sir!" He winced at Rog's rough caresses on his tender, 
well-punished backside. "Don't worry, cub," the burly man reassured him. "Get 
down on all fours on the floor." Ted slid off his knee and assumed the 
commanded position on the carpet, his scarlet buttocks upthrust. Rog quickly 
stripped off his clothing and knelt down behind the cub. He spat into his hand 
and rubbed the wetness into the head of his thick hard bearmeat, then pushed 
the hard rod between Ted's blindingly bright-red cheeks and up against the 
cub's hole. 

It was small and tight, so tight that Rog needed to push hard. But slowly the 
young man's hole opened, and the rigid cock advanced, stretching the tight 
ring of muscle. "Uhhhhhh..." the cub groaned, whether in pain or pleasure the 
big man didn't know or care. He pushed in a little further, and there was an 
almost-audible snap! as the flared head of his hardness pushed past Ted's hole 
and the muscle clamped shut around his bearpole. Oh Yeah! Rog thought as he 
slid slowly, deeply into the young man. The cub's tight hole gripped his hard 
meat like a hot, wet vise as the burly bear began stroking in and out of the 
burning slickness. Faster and faster he stroked, slamming in and out of Ted's 
ass, the cub yelping now and then as Rog's heavy balls slapped hard against 
the sore spanked buttocks. "Oh yeah boy, here it comes, yeah take daddy's 
load!" the bear shouted as the simmer of pleasure in his balls boiled over 
into delirious ecstasy. His heavy bearload shot into the cub with the force of 
a firehose, as Ted wriggled on the stabbing spear of cock like a gaffed fish. 

Spent, Rog collapsed against the cub's back, then rolled off to one side. Ted 
rolled next to him, and the bear looked into the cub's eyes. 

"Welcome to St. Louis," Rog said with a smile, as the cub nestled his head 
into the hollow of the big man's shoulder and sighed contentedly. 

------end--------