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Kevin Stair and Dr. Humble: A Serial Romance

Part 3

They lay on the hillside with Kevin resting his head on Dr. Humble's shoulder. The cold from the ground was starting to seep into them, but neither wanted to admit it and be the first to break.

"They used to call me Stairmaster, back in high school," Kevin said.

"Herbert the Hoover, at least until I started lifting," said Dr. Humble.

"We should have brought a blanket," Kevin said, tracing a finger down Dr. Humble's jaw.

Dr. Humble stirred under him.

"I think we need to get up. I'm not going to be able to in a bit. Old bones and all that."

"I win," Kevin said as he reluctantly pulled away and pushed himself to his feet. He extended his hand and Dr. Humble took it and pulled himself up.

"Was that an offer? Before I mean."

"Well, yeah, Doc," Kevin said as he pulled the boar close to him by the waist, "I've wanted to be with you for a long time."

"I'm old enough to be your father you know," Dr. Humble said as he matched the bear. They walked back to his car, joined at the hip somewhat awkwardly due to the difference in their heights.

"My father's pushing sixty. You're more like an uncle."

"Oh, that is so much better."

"I thought you would appreciate that."

They climbed into the car. Dr. Humble started it, but as he went to put it into reverse, Kevin covered his hand with his own.

"Tonight's been really great, Herbert. I remember what you said in your office, but, I don't want to say goodnight."

They looked into each other's eyes, each one looking for some kind of sign of the other's intentions. After a long moment, Dr. Humble leaned forward and brushed his lips against Kevin's.

"I don't want to say goodnight either," he said.

Kevin wanted to grab him and kiss him until he forgot which way was up, but he pulled the car into reverse and backed out of the space. Once they were going forward, he set his hand on the boar's thigh. Dr. Humble put his hand on top and squeezed it gently.

It didn't take them long to get to Dr. Humble's condo, partially because he couldn't seem to stick to the speed limit. They were quiet during the ride, each one lost in their own thoughts and apprehensions. When they arrived, Dr. Humble took Kevin by the hand and led him to the elevator.

They stood there awkwardly as the elevator came down. There were only four floors in the building, but it felt like an eternity before the doors opened.

Once Herbert pressed the button for his floor, Kevin pressed him to the wall and kissed him urgently. Herbert returned the kiss with equal fervor, pulling the young bear close to him. He felt Kevin untuck his shirt and slide his hand underneath, caressing his belly as they devoured each other's mouths. He whimpered as Kevin's hand moved further up to run a thumb across his hard nipple.

The elevator door opened. They didn't notice. Kevin broke the kiss, but only to kiss his way along the side of Herbert's face and down to his neck.

"Shit," Herbert said as the young bear sucked where his neck met his shoulder. He unconsciously arched his back, rubbing his erection against his young lover. One hand pressed into the back of his neck, urging him on. Kevin stopped sucking, running his tongue across the area twice, making Herbert shiver in pleasure. Then he went back to his mouth, drawing him back into a deep kiss, their tongues sliding against each other like mating snakes.

It had been so long since he'd been touched that way. Every bit of him was aching with need to be touched. Every inch of him, it seemed, was an erogenous zone just waiting to be taken advantage of. He was so helpless under Kevin's ministrations that he couldn't even think about returning the favor. He was a man saved from starvation by a feast for an emperor.

Kevin's other hand was moving under his shirt. One hand stayed on his nipple, the thumb clicking across it in a steady rhythm. The other hand alternated between stroking his soft belly and rubbing his erection through his pants. It wasn't until he heard his zipper go down that Herbert remembered they were still in the elevator. With a supreme act of will, he pushed his young lover away, despite his struggles to stay in the embrace.

"Kevin," he panted, "Kevin, we're still in the elevator."

Herbert reached over and pressed the door open button.

There was a young couple standing by the door, looking away awkwardly. Herbert looked at the floor indicator light. They were on the wrong floor.

"Uh, going down?" he said. Kevin snickered.

"We'll uh, we'll take the next one."

Without another word, Herbert pressed the button for his floor and the doors closed. Kevin leaned over and took Herbert's ear between his teeth and gently pulled. He sighed and turned his head to give better access, but came to his senses and pushed the bear away.

"Stop that or we're going to wind up doing it right here on the floor."

"Doesn't sound so bad," Kevin said, but subsided. He left Herbert alone as he led the way to his condo, produced his keys and unlocked the door, but as soon as it was open, he attacked again. It was all he could do to close the door behind them and drop the keys on the right side of the door.

He wasn't sure how, but somehow they stumbled into the bedroom. Herbert had just enough presence of mind to flip on the light, then they fell onto the bed. They went to work on undressing each other. Herbert kicked off his shoes and went for the bear's belt. Kevin pulled his shirt up, forcing him to give up on the belt and raise his arms. Then he nipped him on the edge of his armpit and he forgot all about trying to undress Kevin.

Kevin nibbled his way from his armpit to his nipple, wrapped it in his lips and then let the front of his teeth graze it. Herbert sucked in air through his teeth, then Kevin brought the edges of his teeth to bear and Herbert grabbed his head with both hands and held him still as he presented his other nipple.

At the same time Kevin unbuckled Herbert's belt and jerked at his pants. Herbert obediently raised his butt to get them off, leaving him in his boxer shorts. Kevin abandoned his nipples. With some regret, Herbert let him go, unclenching his fingers from his head fur.

The bear trailed kisses down his belly. It was slick with sweat. He stopped at the boar's bellybutton and pressed his tongue into the deep orifice.

"Fuck," Herbert said, then Kevin took the area between the bottom of his belly and his bellybutton in his mouth and sucked. His hands stroked either side of his wide belly, his fingers running over the coarse hairs slicked down by sweat, then reaching up to tweak his nipples.

Kevin's tongue moved across the underside of Herbert's belly and then he went back the way he came, this time with his teeth. Then he moved to the waistband of Herbert's boxers, pulled them down just enough to reveal the indentations they left in his fat flesh. He ran his teeth against them, then his tongue.

The meaty part just above his hip had always been especially sensitive, and as if he had studied Herbert's body, Kevin attacked it with tooth and tongue, wresting a groan and a shiver from the over stimulated boar.

Herbert was going crazy from the attention. Everything felt so good. The young bear was literally worshiping his body, showing every single piece of it that it was loved. He'd hadn't experienced anything like that in so long. Sad thoughts of yesterday threatened to come to the fore, but then, as if he could read his mind, Kevin tugged the boxer shorts down.

He was completely exposed now, the only thing he still wore were his socks, but even as Kevin lowered his face to his crotch, he felt the bear pull them off his feet, first the right and then the left.

Herbert caught his breath in anticipation as Kevin buried his nose into his pubis, right at the spot where his penis met the rest of his body. He took a deep breath, then licked it, slowly sliding his tongue up the side, first one and then the other. The underside of his scrotum was next, and just as Herbert thought he was going to go for the prize, he gently sank his teeth into his thigh.

Finally, the bear took his cock in hand, making a loose fist around the shaft and moving the foreskin back and forth. It was as hard as it had ever been and sensitive as nitro glycerin. He was afraid he was going to cum just from the slow, gentle stimulation.

Kevin looked up then, locking their gaze as he slowly lowered his mouth to Herbert's straining organ, and just as he was about to engulf it, Herbert's hands shot out and stopped him.

"Wait, Kevin. Is this, is this what I think it is? Please don't-"

"Shh," Kevin said, "you don't have to ask me that." He kissed the head, pearly with precum. "I'll be here as long as you want me." Then he lowered his head and took him into his mouth, all the time keeping eye contact.

Herbert had to break it. The pleasure was so intense he had to squeeze his eyes shut. Kevin's mouth felt so good, wet and warm as he slowly moved up and down on his shaft. They moaned together as he unconsciously forced himself deeper into the bear's mouth.

His tongue slid up and down in a counter rhythm to his lips. He sucked gently, just hard enough to keep everything in contact. His hand gently cupped his balls, tugging on the skin of his scrotum. Herbert grabbed the sheets, resisting the urge to hump wildly, to grab Kevin's head and force his cock down his throat. He was losing all his self-control more and more as the pleasure mounted.

"Oh, fuck, shit. God, mm," he moaned on and on as Kevin continued his ministrations. Moans turned to whimpers.

"Kevin," he panted, "stop, I'm so. Close."

Kevin didn't stop. He wrapped his thumb and forefinger around his shaft, keeping it next to his lips and he moved up and down. The added stimulation sent him over the edge.

His butt came off the bed as the first stream shot out and hit the back of his throat with the full force of a pinched garden hose. As he continued to shoot, Kevin withdrew until only the head remained in his mouth and stroked him in time with his shots, milking him. Six more shots came; the first two were almost as hard as the initial one while the remainders weakened each time until the last was little more than a dribble.

He started bobbing his head again and squeezing harder as he stroked to get the last bit of cum. There was so much cum in his mouth it threatened to leak out of the corners. He pulled off and waited for Herbert to open his eyes and look at him again before swallowing it down.

"Oh, my God," he said, "I've never cum like that before. You're amazing."

"You're amazing," Kevin said as he got off his knees and crawled onto the bed. Herbert took him into his arms and kissed him gently. He could taste his own cum on his lips. As a younger man, that in itself would have gotten him hard again, but now he only felt a twinge of desire.

"You are still completely dressed," Herbert said.

"I took my shoes off."

"We need to fix that. It's my turn now."

Kevin shook his head. "Not yet." He interrupted himself by kissing Dr. Humble on the lips.

"I want to feel you inside me."

That sentence brought a little bit of life into Herbert's spent cock. It was slowly unturtling again.

"You're so hot," Kevin said, running his hand down Herbert's side, feeling every curve, hill and valley.

Herbert unbuttoned Kevin's shirt and removed it, then the undershirt. The young bear wasn't as fat as the boar, but due to his overall size, that was like splitting hairs. The extra nine inches of height was reflected in all his proportions. As far as Herbert was concerned, he was perfect.

"You're beautiful," Herbert said. Kevin's ears twitched.

Herbert unbuckled his belt, unfastened his jeans, and pulled them and his underwear down together. Kevin helped by lifting his butt. Once Herbert had them all the way off, he snapped Kevin's socks off. Now they matched.

Much of the urgency he'd felt had faded with his orgasm, leaving him content to leisurely examine his young prize. He ran his fingers through the light fur on his belly. It was so soft, like down from a chick. He placed kisses here and there, more or less at random.

Then his hand found Kevin's cock, hard and straining and that urgency started coming back.

His mouth moved up to his chest, taking in a nipple and suckling while he slowly jacked the bear off. He closed his eyes to concentrate on the feeling of a hard nipple in his mouth and a hard cock in his hand.

It was bigger than his own, longer and thicker. While his penis fit comfortably in his hand with only the very tip sticking out, Kevin's extended at least a third of its length past. The difference in thickness wasn't as dramatic, but still substantial. And it was cut, something he wasn't used to. The bare head looked a little funny, a helmet without a hood.

None of that mattered. Were it three times bigger or three times smaller he wouldn't care a bit. It belonged to Kevin and it was the most beautiful thing in the world. Holding it in his hand made his mouth water.

His dick stirred even further. It would be a miracle for him to get as hard as he had been, but he was hopeful he could at least get hard enough to please Kevin.

"Get on your back," Kevin said, once again taking charge. Even though he was such a soft spoken, quiet young man, it seemed somehow natural that he be the one in charge.

Once Herbert complied, Kevin straddled his hips, nestling his cock between his butt cheeks. It was warm there, and the stimulation helped, but what really got his blood pumping was when Kevin started moving back and forth, grinding the soft dick against his anus while at the same time his own erection rubbed against Herbert's belly. Then he leaned forward and kissed him, as deep and soulful a kiss as they'd ever shared.

Herbert felt himself get hard. He whimpered in distress when Kevin was suddenly gone, but then his mouth swallowed up his dick and it turned into a moan of pleasure. Then just as suddenly as it had come, his mouth was gone, replaced by warmth and pressure at the tip.

"Wait," he said, "I've got some lube in the dresser."

"It's all right, Doc," Kevin said, "I've got this."

He slowly sank onto Herbert's cock. It was hot and tight, the two of them groaned in unison. When he was fully seated he paused and rocked back and forth, gently working Herbert's cock against the walls of his rectum, stretching him out.

"Kevin..."

"Shh, Dr. Humble, you feel so good inside me. Fuck, you're perfect."

He kissed him and as they kissed, he slowly rose off of his cock until only the tip was still inside. He waited just long enough to feel the slightest bit empty and then sank back down, slowly, torturously. He repeated this process a dozen times before he leaned over.

Herbert took the hint and rolled with him so that he was on top.

"Now, fuck me, Doc."

Herbert stretched, just barely reaching the dresser and opened the drawer. A hurried fumble found his bottle of lube.

Kevin impatiently wiggled his bottom as Herbert slowly pulled out, squirted a generous helping along his shaft and pushed back in.

"I didn't need that," Kevin said a little petulantly.

"I did, for my piece of mind. I don't want to hurt you."

He started to thrust slowly, easily moving in and out of the young bear. Encouraged, he picked up the pace. Kevin hooked his ankles together behind his back, pulling him in and shortening the length of his strokes. Herbert could feel the bear's cock rubbing against the underside of his belly. It was so erotic, the feeling that somehow, they were fucking each other at the same time.

Despite his orgasm, his pleasure was already building again. They kissed, breaking only when they needed to breathe, their tongues matching the actions of their loins.

Kevin unhooked his ankles, grabbed his legs behind the knees and pulled them into the air. It had the unpleasant effect of pulling his cock away from Herbert's belly, but now Herbert started taking long hard strokes, slamming into him. Kevin let go of one leg and started jerking his cock frantically.

"Doc, please tell me you're ready to cum. Fuck."

"Almost. There."

Kevin pushed back as best as he was able, squeezed Herbert's cock with his ass. Herbert leaned forward even further, resting Kevin's legs on his shoulders. Kevin reached up with his now freed hand and twisted Herbert's nipples.

That was the last straw.

"Kevin," Herbert said. He wanted to say more, but he didn't have a chance. Anyway, he didn't have to, Kevin already knew what he was going to say. He fired off his load deep into the bowels of his new lover. Immediately after the first shot, semen erupted from Kevin's cock.

They both shouted, unable to help themselves. They shot blast after blast after blast. Kevin soaked their bellies while Herbert filled his ass. The professor collapsed before his orgasm was finished, dropping his entire weight on his grad student. They both shot off a few more times, weakly, and in Herbert's case, dryly. He didn't have anything left to give.

For a long time neither said anything, they just enjoyed the afterglow. Herbert softened, and though Kevin tried to keep him inside, he slipped out, followed by a small flood of semen.

"There are no words," Kevin said at last.

"I can think of a few," Herbert said. His eyes were feeling heavy, but he couldn't let himself fall asleep. They needed a shower, without question. Besides, if he fell asleep he might wake up and discover the events of the last week, and especially the events of the night were just a dream.