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A simple short story about a certain game franchise that involves a bear... or is it? Names has been changed a little. It could be what you think it is, it might not be, who knows? Read on and fap!

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Glamorous rockstar

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I love the cheers and the shouts, the glimmering eyes of wonder when they see me on stage. Their cries of joy were like fuel to my ego and as I stood there, sweating all over from an overwhelming performance, the crowd of my fans wanted an encore. However, I was at my limit and so was the band. As I looked to the side, I saw my best rock mate, Mont, playing his best on the bass and he, too, was sweating profusely.

The man was a handsome creature, green scales that raked all over his body but I was far more invested in his glorious body. This alligator was built like a brick house and he knows how to flaunt that muscles on stage. At times, he would play the bass like a true rockstar and overshadowed my performance but he would soon realize that he was stepping out of bound.

Regardless, I loved how he caught the crowd's attention and I didn't mind it at all. I loved watching him move, watching that sexy alligator swing around and occasionally flexing his muscles for everyone to see. Then again, he wasn't the only good to hotness male on stage. I wasn't a bad looker myself and I've worked hard on my body.

It may be a little weird to see a brown bear with muscles but here I am, getting the attention as a rockstar. I was the lead singer of the band and we've been touring around in a group of four. The other two was mere buddies that we found along the way and personally, I loved the harmony that we were. Heck, we've been on tour for the entire year! Money was thrown at us, fans wanted to rip our shirts off and as usual, paparazzi trying to get the dirtiest and juiciest gossips out of us.

Of course, we had all that under control and with this final performance, I breathed heavily and looked around. Lights kept flashing with cameras rolling, photography on the move and I loved it. Mont nudged to my side and smirked. "Getting excited, Freddie?"

"Hell yes! You know!" I shouted and with an outro song, we were running off backstage as the fans cried out for more. We just couldn't do it because of what's to come next.

Our manager walked up to the four of us and gave two thumbs up. "Awesome, rockstars! I love it! The crowd loves it! We loved it!"

"Heh, that's what we do," I said and rubbed the back of my head.

"However, a few things that the four of you might want to look into but we'll discuss that later," he said. "For now, get rested. You have half an hour before moving to the signing station. We've got fans wanting for your signatures." And he walked off with glee.

Mont crossed his arm in disgust. "If he's going to complain about my playing, I ain't gonna hear about it."

"Come now, you know it's for your own good." I reasoned.

The hunk of an alligator rolled his eyes and stared at me. "Do you like it when he corrects your pitch?"

I held my tongue back. "Yeah, didn't really like that."

"Fuck him," the cursing came from the back, our keytar player of the group. The wolf in the group and was pretty snappy at times, short-tempered in fact. "I'm going back to my room." She said and walked off without looking back.

"She's right," the final player of the band, our main guitarist. "I'm tired as well and you two should take this time to have a nap or something," followed the wolf from behind.

With only me and Mont standing side by side, I sighed and pinched the bridge of my nose. "Way to kill off the mood."

"Hey, doesn't matter," he said with a huge grin. "We were fucking rockstars out there! As you always tell the crowd, you are my superstar," and winked.

My heart skipped a beat with cheeks flushed slightly red. I've always had a thing for Mont. In fact, he was pretty much the type of guy that I would want to be with. Though he may be rough around the edges but that's the kind of quirk that I loved about it. Mont pulled my paw and we rushed off backstage, climbing down the stairs and headed towards our trailer. Each of us had our own room to stay in but somehow, the man preferred to hang out with me more than he should.

Not that I'm complaining because every time I see him like this, I just couldn't help but stare at his enormous muscles. The crush that I had on him was massive and every time he sits here, casually showing off his body like a piece of meat, I just had to turn myself to the side and hide my growing arousal. I don't know if he knows but if he doesn't, he's extremely casual about it.

As the door closed behind us, the alligator hunk slumped himself on the couch and stretched. From the corner of my eye, I saw the flexing of his muscles and he wasn't going to hide anything. "So, want anything to drink? You must be parched after that performance. I've got some good tea leaves from our previous tour in - "

"Freddie, shut up and come here," he said with authority.

I didn't know what brought that up and got in closer. "What is it?"

"Closer, you dumb bear."

I gulped and this, I was close enough to inhale the musky aroma that he produced from all that sweating. I've gotten close to him before but never in this tight situation. Now that my eyes were locked onto his chest, I watched that giant muscle flex and heaved up and down. Mont must have caught me staring at his body for too long because with a finger, pushed my head up. "Hey, eyes are up here."

The handsome reptile smiled. "Got anything to say to me?"

I was stunned, rooted to the ground, unable to form any words. Of course, I had plenty to say, lots more than I could ever think of but there was a slight fear of losing him as a friend if I did. "S-Should I be saying anything?"

Mont rolled his eyes and sighed. "You really are a dumb bear. Can't believe you're our star in the band. I thought you'd make the first move but I guess you're just too respectful or bashful about it."

"What are you getting at?"

Before he answered, his scaled paw coiled around my head and slowly pulled me in. This time, our lips touched and there was no time to react. All he did was open his lips and lock onto mine. I don't know what he was thinking but whatever it is, I fell into a stupor. My body couldn't move but went on autopilot. Mont took charge and twisted his tongue a little, wrestled against mine and I thought it was out of lust but as seconds ticked by, it was passion and need.

Now that we've established some sort of agreement, we found our voices and moaned softly and yet, deep into each other. His head tilted to the side, gaining better leverage of the situation but that wasn't all. Those calloused paws began to roam and found my chest, fondled against my body and I didn't push it off. Instead, allowed him to move as much as he wanted to. The more he caressed and groped along with my muscles, the harder it was to keep my own off him.

The passionate kiss lasted longer than we'd anticipated and when it broke off, I sighed. "What was that for?"

"To make the first move, you dumb handsome bear," Mont replied. "I've seen you stare at me, watching my performance. Do you think I was oblivious to that? When we're on stage, not once did you try to move far from me. You always wanted to stand side by side, always wanting us to be together. Is that what you want?"

Busted.

"If you think this is a one-way street, you're severely wrong," the man licked his lips. "How could I not lust over a sexy bear like you. Going shirtless like this on stage, showing off that sultry body for all, flexing it out while you sing. Why do you think I go shirtless as well? It's to imitate you. It's to show you what I have to offer."

"Is that why you're always here," I asked.

"Heh, you finally figured it out?" The arrogant man scoffed. "Of course. I want you to make a move. That's why I'm always here opening myself up for you. I know you wanted to touch me, to touch and feel my hot and glamorous muscles but you were just too uptight to make a move. So now, I have to take charge, Freddie."

My heart was pounding a million miles an hour. Everything that I've thought of came true and it was a relief that he felt the same way as well. Mont smiled at me and realized I had smeared my face paint on his cheeks. "Oh, let me just wipe that off your face."

The alligator stopped and turned my head around. "I want you on me," and what came next had me shuddering with glee, my body trembled and shake under his touch. His paw rubbed against my cheek but that wasn't the trigger point. Fingers caressed upwards and fondled against my ears, the earpiece that I had on. "At first I thought this earring was a symbol that you were gay but I realized it was on the wrong ear. Was that a mistake?"

"Heh, yeah it kinda is. I thought it was on the left but what's done is done. So I left it as it is," I said. "Does it bother you?"

Mont smirked cheekily and whispered. "What a dumb bear... but I love it. It's adorable."

I blushed deeply and this time, the feeling was mutual. As our lips touched and started to renew our love for one another, the man wanted to move this a step further. His fingers came in contact with my pants and slowly unhooked the latch, pulled it down and my growing erection popped right out. That's when he broke off that kiss for a second and smiled. "Going commando while performing? You're daring."

"Well, I was hoping to attract a mate while on stage."

"Is that said subject me?"

"Who else?" I said and followed his action, unbuckled his pants and pulled it down. Just like me, he wasn't wearing any underpants and when his semi flaccid shaft flopped over, I drooled at the sight. "You're one to talk."

"Shut up and kiss me." He said and that got to me. His rough and wonderful lips locked once again to mine and this time, we were growing harder and hornier by the second. My paw wrapped around our shafts, giving off slow and sensual strokes and my man loved the feeling. He gasped and I bit the bottom of his lips, trying not to break it off too soon and he caught the message.

The male gave off another huff and went back to what he was doing. Meanwhile, our cocks were rock hard, frotting against one another and finally, I got to feel the thickness that he was hiding underneath that pants. Every time we performed, I watched him move to the groove and as he does so, I stared at the bulge. At first, I thought it was merely padding but my guess was wrong. The alligator packed quite a punch and I lusted over him even more.

Mont pulled his lips off and breathed in deeply. I did the same and I think at this point, we wallowed upon each other's sexual musk. This time, the scent was different. There was something unusual about it but I just don't know what it is; the powerful musk of a man.

"You okay there, superstar?" He said.

That broke off my stupor. "I... I like this."

"Heh, you're not the only one. I can't seem to stop myself when it comes to a big rockstar of a bear like you. A big giant stud," as he said that, his paws ran across my chest and down to my hard abs. "You're all mine."

I wanted more than this but all of a sudden, the door of my trailer slammed open. The voice of a female barged in but the moment she saw what was in front of her, she shut her mouth and grinned from ear to ear. "Well well, look what we have here. Finally made a move, huh?"

"R-Roxy! T-This isn't what it looks like!" I shouted, too stunned to pry myself off.

"Unggghhh! Shut up, Freddie. Do you know how fucking painful it is to watch both of you crushing on each other off and on stage? I wanted to rip my eyes out at how fucking embarrassing both of you behaved," the female wolf crossed her arms. "Mont here wants you just as bad as you want him and you don't have the balls to make a move."

"Wait, you knew about this?"

Roxy rolled her eyes. "Mont talks to me about it and I'm tired of his complaining. It's always Freddie this and Freddie that. Always talking on and on about how hot and good looking you are. After every performance and tour, he would praise and fangirl over you. Gawd, sometimes I think Mont is such a pussy."

"Hey! You promised not to tell!" The alligator pouted.

"I don't care. Your half an hour is up, we need to move. Get to your signing station. We've got a live Q&A interview later," the wolf said and walked off the trailer before shouting. "Put a pants on! Geezus!!"

That was a little uncalled for but she was right. It's time to move but before I could take another step, Mont planted another kiss. "Let's continue after our jobs are done. You plan to put a shirt on?"

I chuckled. "Now fucking way. The fans loved this."

He reached over and caressed his fingers upon my hard torso, whispering softly that only I can hear. "So do I... but the difference is I get to have you all to myself."

I gasped. "Come on! L-Let's go!"

As we left the trailer, I was still flushed out of embarrassment from getting found out like this but at the same time, it felt like a huge weight has been lifted off my shoulder. At least now I know that Mont wanted this just as much as I do and he was making efforts towards this.

The signing went on pretty smoothly and pictures were taken. As usual, the star of the band was me and the fans loved it. Lights, camera and a whole lot of fans that admire me. Each of them had a thing for my singing and always wanted me to sing out a short verse out of something. It was a small request but after doing a few, our manager stopped me from doing it. His words were 'you need to stop giving free music to others' and I find that pretty offensive. Seriously, I love singing and this is my job.

Meanwhile, the Q&A session was a blast and all of us had fun. This was the kind of thing that I liked but one question threw me off guard.

"Are you and Mont together? Like boyfriend? Husband?"

When the question was thrown out, my jaw dropped and couldn't think straight. I fumbled on my words but thankfully, Mont saved the day... or so I thought...

"Yea we are."

My eyes bulged wide open like dinner plates and gasped. Everybody went wild and more questions were thrown our way. By now, it was total chaos and security had to come in to help ease the tension. Meanwhile, we were escorted out of the room, in hopes of worming out of this situation. Once everybody was safe, our manager stormed into the room and slammed the door.

"What the hell did you say?! What was all that?!"

"I don't know!" I stammered a little.

"Mont! Explain!"

The alligator rolled his eyes. "What? Can't I have a personal life too? I love playing the bass and performing out there but I do have my own love interest. Is that a bad thing? Do you think this will break up the band?"

"What do you think?" He berated.

"I think this will push up our sales. Seriously, you think such a juicy gossip like this isn't going to catch everybody's interest? Freddie is such a sensational rockstar and rarely talks about his own life. With that out of the way, fans will be coming in droves. Your merch will be flying off the shelves. Keep up with the times, old man."

There he is again, that arrogant attitude. I stood there and swoon. As I said, he was rough around the edges but that's what made him appealing. As those words flew out of his mouth, our manager stopped his tirade and gave it a thought.

"Fine... you win," he sighed in defeat. "But next time, talk to me about it first before breaking out something like that," he said and walked out of the room, leaving the four of us behind.

There was an awkward silence and thankfully, Roxy was the first to break the tension. "Alright. I'm going back to rest. See you guys tomorrow for breakfast. I saw an awesome retro diner down the block, let's get some," she said but paused for a second. "Unless both of you are too tired to get up and want to sleep in. I don't mind that at all."

Both Mont and I said nothing, just smiling like two awkward statues.

"Guys, don't be too loud tonight, ya hear me? I need my beauty sleep. You won't like me when I'm agitated. See ya'!" And left with the other band member.

Once the room was cleared out, leaving the both of us behind, I rubbed the back of my head and looked away. "So... about that..."

"Yeah? What about it?" Mont said and turned towards me. He wanted this to be a firm confrontation, just between the two of us and he did so in the most unconventional way. The man pushed me back towards a wall, trapped in between his giant muscles. "Tell me, Freddie, what about it?"

"The both of us... Are we really... boyfriends?"

"Are we?"

"Do you want to?"

"Do you want to?"

"I guess I want to..." I said sheepishly.

"God fucking dammit, you dumb bear," Mont laughed, "Why are you so cute and handsome at the same time."

Our eyes were locked upon each other. This time, it felt different. Though a few hours ago, it was pretty much love and passion but now, it seemed that the feelings had jumped to a whole different level. His face pressed in closer and with his head tilted to the side, slowly made contact with my lips.

I moaned out his name and arms wrapped around his hard body. The bulk and frame of this spectacular male had me falling way too hard for him and wanted it no other way. His paws got to work and caressed all over my body, finding every trigger point that had me putty in his arms and when he did, I just couldn't stop gasping and moaning like an animal in heat. Fingers gingerly flowed around my bicep, pulled to the side of the wall and felt upon my arm muscles. I've never seen him this gentle before. He always had that hard exterior and intimidating look that others rarely break through and now that his defences were down, I had total control of this.

"Will you stay for the night? In my bedroom." I said softly.

"Do you even have to ask?" Mont pulled himself off and grabbed my arm, tugged as hard as possible, anxious to get back to my trailer.

As we ran out of the room, we checked if the coast was cleared and made a sharp turn, getting back to where it all started and the moment we closed the door shut, locked it up, we looked at each other. He smiled and so did I. It turned to a chuckle and slowly became a full on laughter. By now, we sounded like two school girls laughing away as if we got off from getting caught doing something nasty. Mont finally stopped himself and wiped the tears off his eyes. "Fans do be crazy, huh?"

"When you're Freddie the top singer bear, you're bound to get caught into something," I said. "Alright. You get comfortable while I wipe the makeup off my face."

As I got up and opened the dressing table drawer, I stopped in my tracks when I felt a strong hug from behind. "Mont?"

"Yeah?"

"When I said to get comfortable, I didn't mean like this,"

"But this is where I feel the most comfortable," he said.

"Seriously?" I tried to look at him from the back but he didn't give me that chance. The alligator's fingers rubbed against my face and from the mirror, I saw that mischievous grin. I sighed shortly after and took out the makeup remover from the drawer, gave a piece to him and like an extra pair of paws, he wiped it off my face. Slowly, the blue paint got off and what's left was my own brown face.

Mont stared at me through the mirror and I did the same. "I've seen you off and on stage before but now, you look like someone that I've only seen for the first time."

I smiled and coiled my fingers with his, intertwined with each other. "So do I. Have you always had a crush on me before?"

"Always have, always will but now that things have escalated this quickly, I think that crush has turned into something else."

"I guess your bold moves were a good trade-off," I said.

"Heh, true but you know something else that I've always wanted to know about you? It's not just crushing on you deeply but to know how good you are in bed." Mont said and this time, he took charge by pulling me off the dressing table and pushed towards the bed.

I wasn't prepared for this but my man clearly had thought this through. Laying on my back, elbows up to get me a good angle, I watched as Mont stripped himself off. The moment his cock popped off his pants, I huffed deeply and could feel the sensation of lust fueling my body. If he was going to get naked like this, so was I and the hunk forced my pants off. Soon after, we were just a pair of horny men, naked with our muscles flexing out.

Mont was always the kind of man that jumped towards the things that he wanted and right now, that want was me. I gasped and groaned the very moment our cocks touched. He was right above me and when he kissed my lips, our paws caught onto each other and were just a hot mess. The love and passion that I had for this man burned even brighter and the heat was amazing. His hard and scaly body over my own fur, our chest pressed against one another; this was a dream come true.

Soon, his lips pried off from mine and lightly caressed his lips over my neck. I couldn't help but expose myself, my body vulnerable to each ministration that he sent and he gladly offered. Down to my chest, a pair of paws worked over my muscles, fondled around them like a pair of fruit. I don't know how long he was massaging my chest but it was more than enough to make my body shudder in total pleasure. If that wasn't enough, he got to my hard abs and kissed every cobblestone of muscle that I had worked towards. My body wasn't used to this and by gods, I wanted more.

My breathing was heavy, hot air puffed out, eyes dilated over and fingers dug into the bedsheets. Body arched forward and that was it, without warning, Mont delivered a single lap onto my cock and immediately took down every hard inch. I cried out in pleasure and remembered what Roxy said about keeping quiet. The night was still young but that doesn't mean we could make all the noise we can.

Mont didn't care about that and worked over my hard shaft like a player. If I thought the way he played with his bass was amazing, this man knew how to blow a bear! His tongue lapped and suckled around the tip but slowly went down to the base, taking up even more meat and swallowed any pouring pre that I expelled. He pretty much made me squirm and tremble like a shaking leaf, quivering from such an expert blow and when he pulled his muzzle off, I was a total mess.

"Wait! W-Why'd you stop?" I was panting deeply.

"Because I know you're going to explode," he said and went even lower. This time he was down on my balls and I've never felt like this before. He worked them over like a pro and if I thought my cock was sensitive, it seemed that my balls shared the same sentiment. My counterpart rolled them about, inhaled and exhaled at the powerful musk that I permeated and he loved it. The taste must have turned him on because I could hear the telltale signs of someone jerking himself off.

"Hey, Mont, I can help you with that." I offered.

"With what? My pleasure?" He laughed while fondling my genitals. "Naw, I prefer it this way. You know what's even better? This..." The moment he said that I felt his tongue caressing over my hole and I've lost myself.

The ultimate pleasure, something that I've never even thought about and here I am, putty under the paws of a hot and sexy alligator. His hard paws worked around my legs and lifted me further, getting my hole wet and ready for something. "Ohhh!! M-Mont! Fuck! That's so good!"

He merely slurped and lapped at my rosebud roughly, enjoyed the pure musk and scent that came off from my body and when he was done, he laughed at my twitching hole. "I've always wanted to know how you'd taste like. Your sweat was like an aphrodisiac for me and being this close to you got me riled up."

I sighed with content. "You're really good at this. I guess this isn't your first time."

Mont pulled my leg down and got to his feet. "You know all the tours we've gone through and at times I went missing during our free time? Yeah, that's me hooking up with other guys in town. They just couldn't resist a hot hunk like me. Rockstar or not, I'm one hot catch."

I laughed. "So I guess you're going to fuck me now. I'm not sure if I can take you up. You're not exactly small. In fact, I think you're extremely well endowed."

"Oh, Freddie," he said and crawled towards me. "You just know the right words to make me hot and bothered for you but no, you're not going to get fucked. Well, not now at least but maybe another day. Right now, I need you inside me."

"What?" I pushed him over and sat on the bed. "You want me to fuck you? After all that? After all that bravado? All that gall? You want me to fuck the life out of you?"

"Freddie, those words coming out of you sounded hot to me. Yes, I want you to fuck the life out of me. Make me cum from just your cock alone. Make me yours." The man that I've always come to know, the one and only guy that was rough and proud of himself, wanted to be the bottom. Who would have thought that such a thing was possible?

"Are you prepared?"

He merely laughed and wrapped his legs around my body. "More than ready. I've taken cocks big enough. I'm not saying that you're not huge but I've taken bigger. Besides, it's not the size of a cock that's important, it's who you're doing it with and most importantly, how it's being used," he nudged towards his pants. "I've got a small bottle of lube in there. Take it."

I blinked and rummaged through it and found the bottle. "Do you always keep this in your pocket?"

He shrugged. "Yeah. I mean, who knows, maybe I'll get lucky."

"With someone in town."

This time. Mont shook his head and showed a face of disapproval. "Sometimes, I wonder if you're just pretending to be dumb or just the opposite. No, you big oaf. With you!"

That caught me off guard. Honestly, I didn't know he was that committed. If only I knew, this wouldn't have taken such a long time to arrive. By now, I was filled with lust. Not only for him but for what we're about to do. "Are you sure?" There was still a hint of hesitation on my part but when he sighed and took the bottle off my paw, immediately popped the cap off and drizzled a generous amount upon his thick and calloused paws.

"Stop asking questions and just do me," Mont rolled his fingers around my hard shaft. As he does so, I shuddered and moaned softly. The paw of another man definitely felt better than my own. A few gentle and sensual strokes were bestowed upon my cock but that was short-lived when he proceeded to get himself ready. I don't know how much longer I could stand this but I held myself back.

My eyes locked onto his sausage-like fingers as they entered into his hole. I gulped and watched as my man prepared himself, fingering in and out while stroking away along that huge gator meat. I've never seen him turn into such a submissive man before and I loved it. Mont kept moaning and squirming under his own pleasure, trying to open himself up, wide enough to take in my hard length. As he'd said, he had taken bigger but even then, I don't want to hurt him.

"I think that's more than enough," he said and raised those legs up, spread that ass cheeks wide open and all that's left was an open hole, waiting for a thick rod to ride into it. "Show me how hard you can fuck. I want that energy that you put on stage. The harder you rocked to your performance, the harder you fuck. Give me that bear cock!"

I held my breath and guided the tip, the head quickly found its new home and when it slide in, Mont threw his head back and groaned. His voice was soft but after a few short thrusts, he was moaning and voicing out for more. There were several more inches of myself that he hadn't taken in but I'm pretty sure he could handle it.

Mont grappled his legs around my body and with that, I couldn't stop myself. There was only one way in and that was what I did. My body moved forward and buried every single inch that I could offer up. With that, I barely held my voice and growled heavily. I was deep inside of him, pushed right in and he accepted my body. Our eyes finally locked in together after a short while and when we were calm enough, I lowered myself to kiss the man that I was mating with.

The hot alligator opened up and called my name, his deep gravelled voice shook me to the core and I fucked as hard as I could. My hips were going on autopilot, slamming and pounding away, enjoying the gator ass that was lovingly given to me. By now, we couldn't tear away from each other, our eyes said everything, our actions were everything and deep within our souls, we knew how much this meant to us.

Right in between our hard bodies, my man's cock kept rubbing in between our abs, pre drooled all over and pooled in between Mont's firm crevice. I know because I took a second to look downwards, feeling a surreal amount of pre rolling in between us. My breathing went deep and so did my voice, I was in the zone and nothing could stop this. Each pounding resonated between these four walls and I didn't care how much noise we were making. All I knew were the primal lust and need to mate and Mont was the man.

"Freddie..." he slurred.

"Yeah?" I said with sweat rolling down my cheeks, dripping down on him.

"This... is the best... ungh... best fuck I've ever had," Mont barely formed words mid thrust. "No one could do this. Only you... you big dumb oaf."

"But I'm your big dumb oaf, yeah?"

He barely replied to me. The only words that came out of his mouth were throes of pleasure and the constant calling of my name. As I pulled myself upwards, I stopped momentarily to admire the man that I was fucking. My paws over his wide chest, I felt the hard muscles that he wanted to give me and when he saw how passionate this was, Mont give me a short smirk.

"Enjoying the view?"

I nodded.

"Never seen me like this before, huh? Never thought I'd be laying down like this and throwing myself into your arms?"

Again, I nodded.

"Well, enjoy it because - Ah!!"

I broke him off mid sentence. I can't help it. I just can't!

My paws held onto his chest to stabilize myself, fucking and slamming with quick succession. Meanwhile, I watched his cock bounce and flop about, pre sprayed all over the place but most of it on his extremely ripped body. I took his finger and forced it to trail down his abs, painted along the crevice and valley of the sinewy body that he loved to show off. Mont wasn't himself because all he said were words of encouragement... an encouragement to pound him harder.

"Fuck yes! That's right! Don't stop! Ahh!! Don't ever stop! Give me all of that bear cock, give me your cum!" And a whole lot of cursing. Mont was never the elegant type and he said what he wanted.

The slapping and pounding finally got to him because not only was he calling out for me but trying to warn me about his impending orgasm. I don't know how that's even possible but it was. He was about to achieve a handsfree orgasm and I gulped at that thought. The man opened his eyes and whined, tongue rolled out and he was already on the edge.

"I'm... just going to cum... Freddie... come on, let loose. I can take it. I'm barely fragile, you know me."

Shit! He's barely that! If anything, this alligator was the manliest man that I've seen thus far. My teeth seethed at those words because somehow, it was a trigger point. Right off the bat, my slamming pushed to overdrive and not only could I feel my own orgasm coming but so did the gator. Mont finally let himself go. His claws broke through the bedsheets, his voice cried out through the night, eyes closed shut and his cock started to explode.

Ropes after ropes of extreme pleasure were unleashed and covered his entire body. The intensity must have been tenfold because I saw the first few ropes travel all the way to the wall right behind him. The next few shots lathered against his tight and sinewy muscles, painted his scales in white and this was probably the hardest he had ever came.

Like a domino effect, his ass lips tightened and there was no turning back. I got myself to the edge and the floodgates opened up. My hard bear cock blasted a surreal amount of cum that I can feel my balls shrinking. Load after load flushed inside of him and I didn't want this to end. I barely moved, locked and loaded, unleashing everything that I've ever wanted, everything that I've stopped myself from doing.

Plugged deep inside, Mont could barely move and neither did I. I was still in the highs of pleasure and it felt like I've deposited everything. The tightness continued to envelop me, my body hot and sweaty, as if I've performed several hours of performance on stage but this isn't it, this was a performance of a lifetime, a performance for an audience of one.

I groaned and finally fell forward, our bodies mashed together in his gallons of cum. Right now, I didn't care how messy and dishevelled we were. This was the best sex I've ever had and I hope that there's more to come.

My breathing slowed down and eventually, matched up with Mont. His chest heaved up and down, bringing me along for the ride. Being this close to him, I wallowed in the scent that was him, the man that I've finally brought myself to accept. Just then, my cock finally popped out of his ass and could feel remnants of cum dripping down from the tip. Mont got himself together and turned my head around, facing each other.

"You were amazing." He said.

"And so were you," I laughed. "You made such a mess around here." And wiggled my body in between his.

"And who do you think caused that?" He chuckled. "Hey, do you think the others heard us?"

"Mont, I think the whole town heard us."

"But do you think it will hurt our careers?" There was a genuine concern in his voice.

"I don't know, Mont... I really don't know."

The alligator sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose. "Whatever it is. I can't live without you. Yeah? You heard me?"

I gave him a warm smile of assurance. "You know it and neither can I. To me, you'll always be my superstar."

Mont laughed along. "Yes, I'm your superstar."