Recruitment Season with Alpha Sigma Sigma (2nd Vers)

Story by Ariadnae on SoFurry

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I had a really good burst of inspiration to write something naughty and this little story came out. But then as I wrote it, I wanted it even dirtier so I made the second one! Other then that, enjoy some ass worship served up in a little frat-boy themed package. What got me into the mood was stumbling across this by Kerun.

Also, a big thank you goes to Casca who edited these stories for me.

This second version is a bit heavier on the kinks and fetishes, particularly how messy things get. I did want the vibe for this one to come off a little different, but also to just involve some different fetishes. Let me know what you think and thanks for reading!


"Where did you fucking get this bitch?" Asked the grinning bear.

"I caught him drooling over my fucking cunt in the locker room." Replied the toned bull.

The pair of frat brothers were seated on black topped, and silver bottomed bar stools in the dining room of their house. The bear tipped back a sip from his energy drink before setting his right arm back on the old, stained, dented wooden counter that served as the fraternity's un-offical bar. He chuckled softly as he sat up on the stool, arching his back a little and stretching and making bare round pecs bounce, thick pink nipples jutted from his brown fur, hard and twitching in the exposed air. He sat before the other male completely nude, casually displaying the fat, beer can sized cock with the fat mushroom tip shrouded in dusky skinned foreskin, propped up by a pair of fat, fist sized nuts.

He leaned up on his right arm at the bar, facing his brother bull who was beside him on the next bar stool. The cocky bull had a much flatter front then his counterpart, a tight upper body and firmly muscled stomach, visible muscles pulled tight over a bloated stomach, all covered in a velvety short, glossy black pelt, in contrast to the brown bear's gut and thicker fur. The bull tapped the glass beer in his left arm against the bar absently as he straightened up a little too, a low growling rumble building in his throat.

"The stupid fucker nearly came in his panties when I grabbed him. After that, I barely had him halfway inside me before he lost his second nut." Said the muscular black bull a proud pat to his swollen belly. He gave a shake of his horns as he explained with a scoff, shifting back on the barstool letting more of his black furred ass hang off the back of the barstool. He gave the bear a cocky grin as he flexed his tight cheeks slightly, soft whines spilling from under his bar stool.

Between his cheeks was whimpering, twinkish, little skink. The small male, had creamy, sand-yellow scales and was on his knees behind the bull's seat in a school branded shirt that was thoroughly soaked and clung to his scales. His head pressed up between the firm black cheeks of the bull's ass, and his face was glazed in thick white trails of cum oozing from the pucker between. His blue tongue completely hidden in the lips of bull's pucker as he lapped and silently dug his tongue deep in the hot, wet flesh of the bull's musky, stretched out hole. Thick webs of spent cum dribbled down his chest and painted his scales, globs of it matting his shirt and painting the material two shades darker as he desperately ate out the sloppy pucker with soft slurps and visible gulps, swallowing down every load it had to offer within. His hands were cuffed around the silver post of the bar stool, keeping him stuck in the position behind the bull's ass, though it really didn't seem like he was interested in going anywhere else.

The bear's brown fur shook as he chuckled softly, eyes locked on the skink as he talked with his friend. His breath ever so slightly heavy, as a tongue raked across his lips, wetting them with saliva while his dick flexed and bounced, clear pre steadily pulsed from his dick, dripping clear lines over the black, worn vinyl stool. He grunted, a deep rumbling sound, as his cock jumped and a clear lance of hot male excretion painted the bulls, glossy black coat.

"Pussy." He stated flatly with a flick of his stubby tail before taking another swig of his energy drink and clinking the metal can back against the bar,

"He gonna pledge though?" He added, after a moment's consideration.

"Probably, hasn't done much talking but I told him he could eat out his and everyone else's load from my ass if he came back to the house." Growled the bull, grunting softly every few words as the wide blue tongue seemed to squirm ever so slightly deeper up his ass, coating his muscles in hot saliva as the skink mopped up every bit of semen he could from the well worn, velvety ass. The bull's cock hung, fully hard and exposed between his spread thighs, the similarly plump, long shaft jutted stiffly from his black sheath, reaching just under his ribs as it steadily fountained pre between the two stools. A fat pair of orange sized balls twitched in their thinly furred sack with each steady twitch and spit of his cock. The clear fluid splattering quietly on the floor, even catching the bear's foot, who didn't seem to care beyond giving a wiggle of his toes.

He wrapped a hand around the base of his cock, and gave it a slow stroke, milking spurts of pre onto the bear, the fat pulses of slime coating his rounder belly in cock-glaze.

"Fuck... Oh yeah, he also makes the stupidest sounds when he cums too." Quickly added the bull, grinning with amusement as he flicked his head off to the side, motioning to the lizard afixed to his ass.

"Yeah? I wanna hear..." Urged the bear, giving the dangling legs of the bull a gentle shove with his wet food. He leaned more of himself on the bar, settling in for a good view of the skink. The bull shifted to the side, making the little male below wiggle into position as he remained, lips locked to his ass and the bear got a better view.

With a soft whip of his tail, he batted the skink on the head lightly to get his attention,

"Freshie, I wanna see you shoot if you wanna keep munching my ass."

Nearly instantly, as though he had been intently listening for the signal the skink's hips squirmed and he bucked. Between his sandy thighs, a short, but plump cock jumped to attention. The organ heavy as it pulsed and pissed pre, but at the bull's command his hips bucked and thick lances of white cum rocketed from his cock tip without so much as a feather touching himself. He seemed even more determined to crawl up the bull's ass as he mashed his muzzle into the sloppy pucker, as squirt after squirt of heady musky cum painted the floor, the barstool bases, and the brothers' feet.

The bear watched as the little skink trembled and shook through his orgasm, huffing softly from the hot display. A paw lowered to his thick, foreskin wrapped cockhead and gave it a firm squeeze, pre squelched between his digits as he ground his sensitive tip against the inside of his paw to the sight of the skink helplessly cumming. Below, only to be interrupted by the soft squelch or lewd slurp, the skink squirmed and let out loud whimpering moan after whimpering moan, sounding almost pained as his cum splashed audibly off the chrome metal base of the stool. His body shook as his lips feel free of the bulls ass for a brief moment, moans and cum spilled from his lips as he still hungrily grinding his face scales into the puffy pink lips of the bull's gaping ass hole.

The bull's own cock throbbed and spat it's own slimy cock lube on his bear brother, so aroused by the pathetic moans below him and watching a thick gooey puddle of cum start to slosh across the floor near his feet, he knew he wouldn't last long and he didn't want to have to clean up the mess himself. He chugged the last of his beer and lowered the pint glass to the end of his cock head with one hand, and with the other he jacked himself off with all the precision one might imagine a frat boy would use. He grunted and bucked his hips, tugging his ass away from the lizard who continued to stuff his face into the muscular ass as though his life depended on it. Even as his tongue was squeezed and gripped in the hot, clenching ass folds of the bull. Pre squelched noisily over his tip as he grunted and his fat bull balls pulled tight preparing to release their load.

He tossed his head back and let out a deep mooing groan as his cock tip yawned open and cum sprayed loudly against the bottom of the glass with it's opening volley. The thick spurts of bull semen bulged along the underside of his cock, visibly launching through his heavy cock and pouring into the glass. He grunted and let out a soft mooing moan as a few spurts of seed missed and splattered over the bear's lap, but even before the cum could start to cool his voluminous orgasm quickly slowed to a steady pulsing ooze. Yet as the skink muffled himself into the male's muscular ass pussy and that talented blue tongue ground firmly into his nerves, milking his body of pleasure, a few more thick gushes of bull seed into the pint glass made the white cream start to drool it's lumpy, thick load over his hand before he lifted the glass up and set it on the counter with a clink and a heavy sigh. The sigh was long and luxurious as pleasure from the last of his load oozed from the tip of his dick, dripping thickly off the barstool as his hard cock bobbed and relaxed.

"Oh fuck..." he sighed as he visibly relaxed.

By this point, the spectating bear was panting and his cock was straining too nearly tear out of his jockstrap as he watched the pair calm.

"Damn dude, mind if I drink that?" The bear groaned softly, gripping the tip of his cock in his hand with a soft squelch as pre oozed between his digits. His other paw not bothering to wait as he swiped the slippery glass of pearly cream off the countertop and brought it to his lips. The musky, rich seed slipping into the bear's mouth even before his frat-brother responded.

"Mmm, yeahh... sure..." Said the bull with a light, pleasured sigh, his head rolling back slightly as he basked in the pleasure and stopped regarding his bear frat-brother.

"Yo... fuck, mind if I use him after too?" He added, in a slightly quieter, more hopeful tone.

"Mmm mmm, no way man... this bitch is staying right here..." Said the bull with a blissful sigh.