Satellite Radio Pwns
"So you slept with his brothers, and his sister?" Adam asked the girl on the other end of the phone line.
"You say it like it was so bad." She responded indignantly. "It wasn't at the same time!" She cried in confident self-defense.
Ian, sitting across from Adam in the sound booth had dropped his head into his hands, and was laughing deeply. "Shit." He managed between chuckles and shakes of his head.
"What?" The girl shouted into the phone.
"Shit!" Ian yelled back, his characteristic good-natured smile spread wide across his face, from one side of his mane to the other. "Why is it that all the sluts are always so dumb?" Adam shrugged.
"Hey!" She shouted into the receiver. "I'm not a slut! You take that back!" She demanded.
"What exactly do you think a slut is, Missy." Missy wasn't a cute little add-on that Adam thought would sound good. The girl swore that Missy was the name on her birth certificate, and social security card.
"A slut is someone who has sex for money," She said with the same confidence she had found in her last failure of a self-defense. "and for your information, NONE of them paid me." Ian could just see her crossing her arms proudly, with an up turned nose.
"That's a whore, Missy." Ian said the way someone would when explaining something to a little child. He could see his boss laughing from beyond the sound proof glass. Ian pitied the poor people who had to work standard broadcast radio, and had to avoid words that would piss of the FCC. As far as he was concerned, satellite radio was a gift from the divine. "Sluts give it up for free to anyone who wants it."
"You know, I don't appreciate being called a slut." She whined indignantly.
"Five seconds ago you didn't know what a slut was." Adam countered.
"Well now I do!" She was screaming again. "And I don't like being called one." Ian looked like he was going to explode from withheld laughter. "I took a college class once." A great guffaw burst forth from Ian's lips as his great baritone carried the sound through the speakers. Adam was laughing too. "What?!" Missy's voice was shrill in their headphones.
"What the fuck does that have to do with anything?" Adam asked. Ian was pounding his hand on the desk in front of him. It's metal legs threatened to bend and break.
"It means I'm smart!"
"Oh God." Ian's words slipped between two great bouts of laughter. "This bitch is gonna murder me through the phone." Her continued shrill cries of rage just made the lion laugh harder and harder. Ian pulled away from the mic to regain control. Adam was laughing as much at his co-host and friend as he was at the fool on the phone.
"What's his problem?" Missy asked. "I AM smart!"
"Okay, Missy. I'm sure you are." She missed the sarcasm in Adam's voice. "Ian's just easily amused, and right now he's laughing himself into a coma. Don't worry about him. Here on the W.T.F morning show, these are exactly the kind of questions we want to hear. If you're confused about something social, give us a call and you can join Missy here on air."
"I still don't understand why everyone's so worked up about it." Missy pouted.
Ian was rolling back into place when Adam responded. "And you never will." He clicked off the phone, disconnecting the girl. The look on his face was priceless, made doubly funny by the wide bear face it was portrayed on. Ian's face dropped back into his hands as he convulsed in laughter. His job was truly priceless. They would go on for another two hours before the mid-day crew came in. When they did, it would be a black lab with a smooth voice that all the women drooled over and a collie who did the same to men. They would take the air from noon to eight at night when a possum took over until five A.M. Then Ian and Adam would go back on the air. Every once in a while, a surfer style golden retriever would send in reports from around the city and get some air-time, but really there was only the three sections to their station's programming. Of the three, Ian and Adam's W.T.F show was the most successful.
They had been blessed with idiots calling in with wonderfully stupid questions that amused the general populace, and left the poor fool completely oblivious. Sometimes Ian felt bad about basically being a jackass for a living, but his boss, a literal jackass, loved him for it. Due to his less then desirable voice, the jackass, Brian, could never go on the air and be a public bastard. They got the signal to pick up line three.
"Hey there. You're on W.T.F. Who am I talking to?" Adam asked.
"Joseph." Said an extremely flamboyant and somewhat pissed off sounding voice.
"What can we do for you Joseph? What's your question?" Ian asked.
"Yeah, W.T.F guys? W.T.F is your problem?" Joseph asked, holding out the "r" in problem for a full second before finishing the word abruptly.
"Well that was a clever little play on our name, but you do know that it stands for what the fuck and it's okay to just say it, right?" Adam asked.
"You don't have to be a smart-ass, Adam."
"Joseph," Ian said. "we're smart-asses for a living."
"Be quiet Ian, I'll talk to you in a second." Ian and Adam smiled at each other. It was already an above average morning, and it was getting better. "Why where you so mean to that girl, Missy, who called earlier? Huh? What was your problem with her?"
"Problem?" Adam asked, sounding confused. "I don't have a problem. She had a problem. She was a complete idiot."
"You where a complete ass to her!"
Adam shrugged, and it reflected in his voice. "I don't know if you where listening but she fucked four guys, and one chick in two days, and she didn't see anything weird about that. She wouldn't even admit that she was a slut."
"She isn't a slut!" Joseph screamed. Adam and Ian reached for their headphones, but it was too late.
Ears ringing, Adam responded. "I'm fairly certain that she was. Could you calm down a bit Joseph, we don't need you screaming in our ears like that, buddy."
"Buddy...?"Ian could hear Joseph drawing breath. He quickly threw off his headphones, and Adam did the same. From on the tables they could hear Joseph's ranting screams. They sat and laughed for nearly ten seconds before they slowly and carefully slipped their earphones back on.
"We apologize to any listeners out there who didn't have the luxury of head phones to rip off their heads as that rant began." Ian apologized. "I would advise you to invest in some, I think they just saved me my eardrums.
"And what's your problem, Ian?"
"My problem?" Ian asked innocently. "I have no problems, only solutions."
"You used to be so nice on the air." Joseph said far too fondly for comfort. "Your big, deep, flowing voice used to be so smooth and clean. I'd have shown you some amazing things if we'd ever met. But now your voice is like a river carrying dead bodies." There was a pause.
"A what?" Ian laughed into the mic.
"Goddamn it Ian!" Joseph screamed and slammed down the phone.
"Damn..." Adam said. "I thought that'd be funnier."
"Yeah, really. It sounded like it was gonna be a hit, but I guess Joseph had to run upstairs from the basement and cry on his mom's apron."
"That was lame, man."
"Shut-up." Ian said quickly.
Ian and Adam stepped out of the booth a few hours later as the lab and collie, Deric and Trish, took over. They got to play some music every now and then, and music was almost all that George, the possum, did during the night hours. They weren't really a talk station or a music station. They where actually closer to being a comedy station that played music when they ran out of material.
"Great show guys, especially that first girl." Brian laughed his horse, raucous laugh that had no volume control on it. "What a retard, eh?" Ian chuckled his soft deep laugh and patted Brian, the jackass, on the shoulder.
"I'm just gonna head out unless you've got something else for me to do." He said.
Brian looked a little pissed that neither Ian nor Adam fully agreed with his comment, but shrugged. "Nah, you can head out. No security threats today. You heading out too Adam?"
"Yeah, I think so." Adam nodded.
"Alright. See you boys bright and early tomorrow."
"See you." Ian said from half-way down the hall that led out of the studio. He loved his job, but wasn't a huge fan of his boss. He was tolerable, but Ian was good-natured down to his bones, and Brian was always overly harsh.
"No security issues, huh?" Adam said as he caught up to Ian.
Ian's smile spread across his face. "Man those pups ran fast." Last weak, Brian had gotten sick of some teenagers who had been tagging up the back of station in broad daylight. He had Adam and Ian stay after a few hours, waiting for them to show up. When they did Ian and Adam stepped up at the kids and scared the living daylights out of the little punks. Either one of them could have done it alone. Adam struggled a bit keeping fat off of his otherwise heavily muscled frame, but had no trouble putting more and more muscle on if he wanted to. His heritage as a brown bear kept him from being lean, but he kept most of the fat at bay with diet and a ton of exercise.
Ian had a little easier time keeping in shape, but worked out like a fiend anyway. Honestly, they could both just as easily have been TV hosts as radio hosts. They certainly weren't limited to radio by their appearance, but Ian and Adam loved their job, and wouldn't trade it for anything.
"Hey, have you seen that assassin movie yet?" Adam asked as they stepped out into the bright sunlight.
"No, is it good?" Ian asked.
Adam shrugged. "I rented it last night, but never got around to watching it. Want to come see it later?"
"Sure." Adam's wife had left him two years ago, only one year after they'd gotten married. He'd brushed her off pretty well as far as Ian could tell, but he'd never known Adam while he was married and had never met his ex-wife so he just assumed she was a total bitch. Ian had never really had much of an interest in women. Big hulky bears however... "When? About 10?"
Adam shrugged. "Good enough. I got nothing to do, so I'll be around."
"Cool, see you tonight." They weren't the best of friends, but they were definitely good buddies. At work, they where sort of the odd ones out. When everyone would meet somewhere to watch some sports game, they'd meet at one of their houses and watch action movies, or play video games or do other things that they should have outgrown years ago. Ian threw his leg over the side of his Suzuki R-1, his pride and joy, and fired it up. The crotch-rocket jumped into life with it's quick firing engine.He watched as Adam stepped into his truck, one of the few vehicles that could carry the bear's bulk.
Adam was at least as tall as the bear, and just as wide at the shoulders, but his lean muscle composition gave him many more options when it came to balance, and the amount of space he needed to operate in.
Ian maneuvered out of the driveway and headed straight home. He also had nothing to do that day, and found himself wishing he'd asked Adam to do something sooner then 10 that night. He jumped right onto his gym as soon as he got to his little apartment, all his money spent on his amazing bike and the weight system that took up most of the space in his apartment. He worked until sweat poured from his face and stained the already grungy carpet. He took a shower and spent the rest of the day lounging around, waiting until about quarter to ten when he headed out for Adams.
He wore his normal clothes. A T-shirt, jeans, and a leather biking jacket that he bought more for its' novelty than its' usefulness. It only took a few minutes to make it over to Adam's house, and he arrived at about five to ten. Adam answered the door only a few seconds after Ian knocked.
"Waiting for me?" Ian asked, his smile growing into its normal place.
"Not really." Adam said. "Although I am really, really freaking board."
"You and me both." Ian stepped in through the doorway. Adam lived in a small two-leveled house that he had bought with his wife. The floor plan was simple. There were stairs just to Ian's left that led upstairs where an office, a bathroom, and two bedrooms waited. Directly to his right was the cozy little living room with a couch, a lazy boy, and a rather sizeable TV. There was a kitchen directly behind the living room, and a family room off to the side in the southeast corner of the house. The blinds where drawn on all the windows in the living room, and the lights where all off.
"You were waiting." Ian realized.
"I was so board you don't even know."
Ian just laughed. "Let's fire it up." Adam took the lazy boy, and Ian took the couch. About halfway through the movie, they where talking more then watching the film.
"Man that girl was funny as hell this morning." Adam said, smiling at the memory.
"One of the best." Ian agreed chuckling a little. "She must have been hot though to get that much sex while being such an idiot."
"Probably, but then again some people will screw anything that won't cry rape." Adam said.
"That's gross."
"But true." Adam shrugged.
"I guess." Ian paused. "You get any sex sense your wife's been gone." It may have seemed like a personal question, but Ian felt he and Adam where close enough to warrant it.
"My palms are hairy as hell aren't they?" Adam said holding up his hands.
"Every inch of you is hairy as hell." Ian said smiling.
"You're one to talk."
"Hey," Ian tried to sound like he'd taken offense. "Who's palms are hairier my friend?"
Adam raised an eyebrow. "What, you get sex whenever you want?"
Ian shrugged. "If I want it bad enough, yeah."
"With who? I've never seen you with a girl friend."
Ian shrugged again. "With people. You just have to know where to look."
"I bet it wasn't with that dude, Joseph."
Ian laughed. "No definitely not. He was obnoxious as hell, although I really was disappointed it wasn't funnier."
"Yeah, he kind of ruined it when he hit on you." Adam scrunched up his face. "That was kind of weird."
"He was way too annoying to have any kind of a chance." Ian said. "Besides, I've never even met the guy. He's just a weirdo I guess. I don' t know why Brian had us talk to him."
"Well he was annoying, and he's got a dick." Adam said to clarify why Joseph was not an option. "I mean, that's kind of turn off, eh?" he was laughing softly, sort of to himself. Ian's semi-permanent smile faded. "Right?"
Ian shrugged. "Well he sounded too small for me anyway."
Adam shifted in his chair uncomfortably. He was quiet for a while, then he said "Those people you have sex with. Are they..."
"Guys?" Ian finished for him. Adam nodded. "Yeah. So what?'
"So...does it hurt?"
"Sex?" Ian asked. "Hell no. It's sex isn't it." Ian laughed. "Hell, it's better then with girls. No chance of pregnancy, less attachment of you don't want it, and they always help clean up the mess sense they can't really blame it all on you."
"I mean, does it hurt when..."
"When what?" Ian was smiling again. He knew exactly what Adam wanted to ask, but he wanted to make him say it.
"When you get...you know...When you do anal." He spit out the last words quickly and nervously like a child asking about a maturing body.
"When I do anal?" Ian asked, drawing out his words and giving Adam a mock sideways glance.
"You know what I mean." Adam said sharply.
"Jeez man, calm down." Ian said, leaning back on the couch and holding his hands back behind his head. "It's not a big deal, and no, it doesn't hurt. I guess to be totally honest it does at first, but not crazy bad. After that it feels great. It's like the other half of sex that we miss when we only use our front." Adam didn't say anything. His eyes were facing the screen, but he didn't see the movie. "Does this bother you, man? We can just pretend I never said it if you want." Ian turned towards his friend, his hands still behind his head in a position so suiting his personality.
"It doesn't hurt that bad?"
Ian smiled. "Not at all, and after that it feels great. You never tried it?" Adam shook his head. "You should." Adam looked so nervous Ian nearly laughed. "Seriously dude, calm down or it won't even be fun. You want to see what it's like?"
Adam sort of shrugged. "I guess. How...?" he looked over at Ian, his eyes straying down to Ian's groin.
"Sorry buddy. I would but I'd probably hurt you, it being your first time and all." Ian explained sitting up. "It only hurts a little assuming what your using is of a manageable size. Me...well I'm just way to big for a noob like you." Ian waited for the sarcastic comment about his size, but it never came. "You know we don't have to do this."
"I...want to."
"Well them calm down." Ian scolded. "If you want to do it, just do it. I mean...what do you think it'll do. You think you'll turn into Joseph? Am I like Joseph?" Ian tried a poor imitation of the flamboyant squeaky voice of Joseph, and seeing it come out of the big barrel-chested baritone was enough to crack a smile on Adam's face.
"I don't know, you seem more and more like him every minute."
"See. Is it that hard to just act like your normal smart-ass self?" Ian asked.
Adam shrugged. He was considerably more relaxed now. "So uh...how do we do it if not from you. Or where you kidding?"
Ian gave a loud "HA. No, not kidding. I guess we could just use fingers. You have any lube?" Adam shook his head after a moment's thought. "Guess we have to go to the adult store anyway for lube, might as well grab something to get you your first experience without hurting you."
"There's an 'adult store' around here?"
Ian nodded. "Yea, just down the street. You drive sense we'd never fit the two of us on my bike." They left minutes later, the movie forgotten.
"So what are we getting?" Adam asked, feeling a big uncomfortable again.
"Some lube, and I guess a starter dildo to be blunt."
Adam shifted and groaned a little. "Maybe we shouldn't."
"Oh come on. You already admitted that you want to. Let's just do it."
Adam sighed but was silent. Ian directed him to the store, with proud and large lettering above the doorway. "Adult movies, toys, and novelties."
"Alright, get one that's not too big, but don't get something too tiny either." Ian lectured. "If its' too small it won't really be worth your money."
"I have to go in?" Adam asked.
"Well it is for you." Ian said. "Why not go in?"
"This seems to be more of your thing then mine. I don't really know what 'not too big' means."
"Fine." Ian said. "We'll just both go in and I'll show you."
"No." Adam said, sounding horrified.
Ian sighed. "Damn it man. Do I have to hold your hand through this whole thing?" he got out the truck and headed into the store. The walls were lined with all kinds of interesting stuff, things that Ian had never thought of, and some things that made his balls shrivel in fear. There were videos, books, magazines, and even audio CDs, all involving and focusing upon sex. A lithe leopard stood at the counter thumbing through a magazine. There were a few others in the store, all minding their own business and keeping a descent distance between one another like 'adult' customers always did.
Ian found the dildos without much trouble.
He really wasn't sure how they where sized having never bought or used one. He looked and saw that they went by species. There was "house cat", "Canine", "Jungle cat", "Equine", and "Elephant". The last was so mind-blowingly large that Ian wondered if anyone other than an elephant female could use one without dying. He looked and scoffed at the "Jungle cat" size, swearing that his was much larger. Still he settled on the "Canine" one. After all, that's the size he started with, although it wasn't a toy he started on. The shape was the same though, and if it was too little they could always focus on the knot at the base of it. The lube was up next to the register, and he grabbed a bottle of it on his way to pay.
"Girlfriend?" The leopard said as he eyed Ian up and down and saw what he was buying.
"You're being punished, right? I see it more then you think."
It would have been easy to just let it go as that, but Ian had a more amusing idea. In an obnoxiously loud voice, he said "Actually, it's for a friend. He wants to know what it feels like to take it in the ass." Everyone in the store looked at him. "Yeah, my buddy Adam's all curious about it." The leopard was smiling and trying not to laugh. Ian was doing the same. "He's gonna kill me."
"He's here?" The cashier asked.
"In the car." Ian said nodding.
"Well," the cashier said as he handed over Ian's bag of goods and receipt. "tell him Chance said good luck."
"I'll do that." Ian laughed. He left the store beaming and jumped into the front seat of Adam's truck.
"What?" Adam asked, instantly suspicious.
"Nothing." Ian lied. Then Chance walked out of the front door of the shop and saw Ian in the car with Adam. He gave a cheesy smile, a thumbs up with one hand and started waving madly with the other looking directly at Adam. Ian broke up into frantic laughter.
"What the hell? What the hell was that?" Adam asked over and over, but Ian was incapable of answering for the next minute or so.
He recovered right before they reached Adam's house. "What was that about." He asked one more time.
"I told him I was buying for my friend who wanted to see why people were gay." Ian said. "It was funny as hell."
"No it wasn't!" Adam yelled. "What the hell's wrong with you? You're such an asshole."
"Oh shut-up." Ian said, still laughing. "You'll never see anyone in that store again, and they'll never see you. They don't know who you are, and besides it IS funny as hell. Imagine if it had happened to someone on the show. Seriously just think about it." After a second Adam snorted and broke into a smile.
"I guess it was pretty funny."
"It was damn funny." Ian said laughing again. They entered the house and Ian emptied the bag onto the living room table.
"Its'...a dog." Was all Adam could come up with.
"Yeah. That's the same size as what I started with, and if I made it through uninjured, your big bear ass should be alright."
"Alright, fine. So how do we do this?" Adam asked.
"How do you think?" Ian said, smiling as always.
"Should I just..." Adam said slowly, just as nervous as he had been earlier.
Ian sighed but didn't stop smiling. "Just turn around and drop your drawers. I'll do the rest." Ian looked on eagerly as Adam turned around in the middle of the living room, and
slowly dropped his pants to the floor.
"You got to drop the boxers too you know."
"Yes I know." Adam snapped. He reached up under the base of his button down shirt and grabbed onto the waistband. "You sure it doesn't hurt much?"
"You're not a very beastly bear." Ian said. "And for goodness sakes yes, I'm sure. Trust me. I know about this."
"How many times have you done this?" Adam asked.
"Never." Adam said. "But I've had it done to me, with flesh that is, probably five or six times now. I swear you'll be fine, and you'll love it."
"Fine." Adam said, resigning himself, and with a sigh he dropped his boxers. He was so nervous his knees where shaking visibly even under his thick brown fur. A tingling went down the length of Ian's body and centered in his balls. He felt his cock started to swell. He could see the bear's massively furred balls through his legs and under his fuzzy ass. Adam stood straight up.
"Bend over stupid." Ian said, pushing a hand on Adam's back. Adam did so rigidly. His tail hole was clean, and almost surprisingly small for the size of the animal. Ian reached back and grabbed onto his tools. He opened up the tube of lube and put a bit on his fingers. "I'm gonna put some on your ass alright? I'll keep you updated with what I'm doing as I do it."
"Okay." Adam said, sounding as nervous as ever. "Are you going to-"
"Shut-up." Ian interrupted, laughing and smiling as always. "I'll tell you exactly what I'm doing as I do it, now try to calm down again and relax, among other things, your ass." Adam did relax a hair and breathed a few deep breaths. "I'm just gonna put some lube on my fingers and put it on your tail hole." Ian repeated working the lube between his fingers. He made sure to retract his claws entirely into his hand, and smeared the lube around Adam's tail hole with a few quick circles. He could see the bear's nuts retracting as he touched him, and the bear visibly tensed.
"Alright, I'm just gonna lube up the toy now, and we'll get started for real." Ian said, squeezing lube onto the canine dildo.
"Wait. I don't know."
"Let's just do it. No more thinking, alright?" Ian said. "You ready?" Ian could almost hear Adam's heart pounding, and he rolled his eyes. What was the big deal anyway?
"Yeah. Let's do it."
"Finally." Ian carefully placed the point of the dildo up against Adam's tight tail hole. He pushed it forward slowly; very very slowly. As the head started to stretch him, Adam groaned.
"How far in are we?" He asked.
Ian laughed a little. "Like a sixth of the way, just into the head." Adam didn't say anything, and Ian continued pushing the dildo in further and further. Adam moaned and grunted as he was stretched further and further.
"Hold on." Adam said, and Ian stopped. The bear was panting, and Ian could see his tail hole squeezing and releasing around the dildo.
"Half-way, buddy. How you doing?"
"Keep going." Adam said and Ian started pushing again, watching as the dildo slowly disappeared into his friend. A millimeter at a time he pushed until finally Adam had taken it up to the top of the knot, but not without protest. The bear was groaning, moaning, and grunted hard and loud. Ian looked up from under the bear's legs and saw the huge erection he was sporting. Ian didn't say anything for a minute.
"Ian?" Adam asked between ragged breaths. His breath caught in his throat a second latter. Ian had deftly pivoted around him and was taking his thick bear cock as far down his throat as he could manage without gagging himself. Adam righted himself and stood straight up, thrusting forward a little as Ian sucked and licked away, using one hand to massage the bear's balls, and the other to begin working he dildo out slowly. He continued to suck away until the dildo was halfway out of the bear, and then he pushed it back in. Adam's knees rattled and he gasped a little, but he didn't resist.
Ian pulled back and let some of the pre gathered up in his mouth drip onto the floor. He went back at it and after a few more pumps of the dildo he pulled away from Adam entirely.
Adam was sweating and breathing hard, but had a big goofy smile on his face. "Still think you'd hurt me if I took you?"
Ian lifted and dropped his eye-brows, then quickly removed his shirt. The dark brown of his mane was the same color as the large tuft of chest fur protruding from between his perfect pecs and on top of the normal golden fur. The same thick, brown fur continued all the way through his mountainous abdomen, although it's width was greatly lessened. He undid his jeans and let them drop to the floor. He then dropped his boxers to the floor with them, and it looked like Adam nearly fainted. The brown fur continued down until it broke upon the base of Ian's extremely impressive cock and circled around on either side of it. The majestic and impressive size of Ian's cock shut Adam's short lived confidence up.
Ian saw this and laughed a little. "Just lay back on the couch." Adam reached for the dildo, but stopped.
"Wait a second." Adam said. "What does it taste like..." He trailed off and his eyes dropped down to Ian's cock. Adam dropped slowly to his knees, and took an unsure lick at Ian's erection as it throbbed before his face. He opened his mouth and slowly took in at least half of the monster before him. He sucked like a vacuum, but it did the trick, and within a minute he had Ian moaning and thrusting into his mouth. Ian leaned far over Adam, and Adam took the chance to reach up under the lion and roughly jab his middle, fat fingers into the feline's hole. The surprise of the action made Ian jump up.
He laughed slowly and deep as Adam worked his finger in and out of his tail hole. Ian slobbered a fair amount of saliva onto his right index finger, then reached back and grabbed a hold of Adam's hand.
He pulled on the bear's hand until his finger was free of his tail hole. He then used his own finger to lube up his tail hole a bit, then joined his finger with Adams, and pushed them both in. He and Adam both pumped him while Adam continued working at Ian's cock. Ian moaned, and grunted a bit.
"Adam....Adam I'm gonna..." He trailed off and with a controlled roar he shot his load straight into Adam's waiting mouth. Adam didn't protest, but he did cough a bit on the surprise attack. He pulled back and took a few ropes onto his head as he drained some of he lion seed from his mouth. He looked up and Ian was, of course, laughing and smiling down at him.
"How's the taste, you asked." Ian said. "What do you think?"
Adam savored the bitter and salty taste of the lion seed, thick in his mouth. He swallowed a bit, and smiled. "Not too bad."
"Alright." Ian said. "Now get on the couch. On your back." Adam stood and walked awkwardly over to the couch. "Hold on." Ian said, stopping him again. Adam still had his back turned to Ian. Ian crouched down and grabbed onto the dildo's base. "We've got to finish it." He said.
Adam nodded, and Ian started applying more and more pressure to the dildo. The knot slid further and further in. Adam was grunting and moaning again, writhing a little bit.
"Too much." He gasped. "Too much."
"It's almost done." Ian said, and with that the knot popped all the way in. Adam grunted and stood rigidly still. "Alright now lay back on the couch." Adam had some trouble, but Ian helped him down until he was laying back on the couch, his cock looking used and about ready to explode. His balls where tight up against his pelvis. Ian climbed up over him and straddled his cock, facing his friend's head. He quickly squeezed some lube from the bottle onto his hand and reached back, working it quickly over Adam's shaft. He then slowly lowered himself onto the bear cock. He moaned as it penetrated him and stretched him farther then even both of their fingers had a few minutes earlier. He pushed harder and harder, and slid further down Adam's shaft. Adam was holding on for dear life as Ian's warm, velvety smooth innards covered his raging shaft.
Finally Ian felt the furry bear nuts on his ass, and saw that his own nuts where resting on Adam's dark furry stomach.
"Done." He gasped with some relief. He posted his arms off of Adam's legs and moved his pelvis up before lowering it back down over Adam's cock. He pushed himself up and down, working Adam slow and hard. He sped up though, and soon his balls were slapping audibly against Adam's stomach, and Adam was grunting and panting like crazy.
"I'll bet you ten dollars I can made you cum exactly when I say." Ian said while between gasps.
"What?" Adam said, his face tight. Ian repeated himself. "Fine, whatever, just finish it."
"Alright. Three. Two. One!" As he said one Ian squeezed his ass tight as hard as he could around the base of Adam's shaft.
"Holy shit!" Adam cried out, lurching forward, and grabbing onto Ian's re-erect cock like a handle. Wet warmth filled Ian and dripped out from the sides of his tail hole and around Adam's cock. Adam shook in pleasure below Ian, and Ian laughed softly.
"I told you." He said triumphantly. "That'll be ten bucks." They sat in the quiet without moving once Adam had finished milking himself in Ian. They just stayed there, panting for a few moments. "So..." Ian said.
Adam shook his head. "I can't even pretend it wasn't the most amazing thing I've ever felt."
Ian's smile was the same as ever. "I'm glad." He leaned back and started to pull himself off of Adam. He stood, and then helped Adam stand. He pulled the dildo from Adam's ass and it broke free with a triumphant pop. They laughed a bit before starting the clean up. They left their clothes aside as they wiped up the cum and stored away the toy and lube.
"You think next time we can trade places?" Adam asked once they had finished cleaning and were getting dressed again.
"Uh...I don't know. I mean..." His pants weren't on yet, and he looked down and indicated his cock. "I mean...seriously..."He said cocking an eye-brow.
"Come on, I can handle it." Adam said.
"Maybe."
Adam nodded, and they finished getting dressed. "You know we'd never hear the end of this at work if word ever got out. I think we should just keep it to ourselves, don't you?"
Ian nodded. "Yeah, I think your right."
"So where do you pick up these guys, 'if you really want it'."
"The clubs." Ian said. "It's really not that hard if you know where to go and what to look for." Ian was making his way out of the front door into the night and heading for his motorcycle.
"Maybe I could join you next time you go." Adam said.
"Anytime you want, man. Just give me a call and I'm up for it." Ian said smiling, and lifting one leg over his bike.
"Tomorrow then?" Adam asked. Ian laughed.
"Yea, tomorrow's good, but promise you'll work with that dildo as much as possible before then. I don't want you to get hurt because some guy doesn't get that you're new to this. In fact," Ian said, pausing. "you should probably just head back up to that adult store and get the next size. You should at least be able to handle 'jungle cat' without getting hurt before we go."
Adam smiled sharply. "You know, it'd save me a few bucks if you could just stay the night."
Ian laughed, loud and warm. Then his smile disappeared and he sighed. "I guess I could."
"For a friend?" Adam asked, never stopping his broad smile.
"For a friend." Ian agreed, his smile returning before they hurried back into the house.