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"How long till the closing bell?"

"Five minutes."

"Fuck!"

James buried his head in his hands and snorted, then returned to staring at the screen. The big bull couldn't believe he was going to lose this.

"Minus 15 and holding!"

"Don't get cocky! C'mon cmon cmon!"

"Arghhhh trending up!"

"Yes, come to daddy bull!"

Several other curious furs had gathered now, wondering exactly what was going on in the main underwriting and managed funds floor of Matthews Frobisher & Klein. Excitement was normal...but on this floor, excitement at the Dow being down was unusual. That was for the derivative wonks and short sellers on the next floor.

"Too late Jimmy, all mine!"

"Fuuuuuck!"

The exchange was trending up, but slowly, and now there were only 60 seconds before the close. Minus seven....six....fuck, seven....five....."

"Arghhhhh!"

"Yesssssss score!"

"Something you gentlemen want to tell me about?"

The senior broker, a supercilious fox who wore a monocle as a quasi-English affectation had finally come around to see what was up, and he wrapped one paw around each of his new brokers, James Patrick, a smiling bull fond of practical jokes, and Bryce Macaffer, a serious and deliberate bear. Except, right now, Bryce was doing a sort of hornpipe dance while wearing a manila folder on his head, while James had slumped at his desk with his head in his hands.

"Er...no...no Mr Prentiss. Nothing...unusual. Just a little personal wager, about the Dow. I won"

"Congratulations Mr Macaffer, you should be proud for winning when thousands of people have lost money today...quite the citizen of conscience are you."

James gave Bryce a wink and poked his tongue at the bear, and Bryce could only stay stony faced while their boss circled like a shark.

"Any chance you could get back to work then sometime soon?"

"Yes Mr Prentiss."

"Of course Mr Prentiss."

"I hope that bet was worth disrupting the trading desk."

The bear grinned at that. "Definitely..."

*****

Several hours later, back at the apartment they shared, James and Bryce ditched their suits and reached for a cold beer from the fridge. The bear was still grinning from ear to ear, and the bull was grinning too, but more ruefully.

"Should never have agreed to this fucking bet. What was the closing tick?"

"Plus 15...hehe few more minutes and you would have had me. Come on, you were so confident when we made it...not going to welch out now are you?"

"No chance....besides, it's only the first day. There are still four more days and I am expecting to win every one. So remember that Stubby...what you do will come back to you fourfold. Karma bitch...karma."

"You aren't going to cruel my buzz Swizzle. And believe me...parts of me are buzzing right now, and it aint the beer."

The two young brokers shared a secret; both gay, they had been assigned to adjoining desks their first day at the firm. After a slow process of gaining trust and calibrating their gaydars, the two brokers eventually worked out their fellow fur was into guys. By this stage it was more than that though; both had also worked out that they were into each other.

Abandoning their existing shared households, the two brokers had moved in together, and started an intense and physical relationship based on a mutual love of football, disdain for their employer, and a determination to empty their balls in the most enjoyable way possible. Unfortunately though, the stress of working long hours and the unfamiliar strains of their first live in relationship meant that after a few months they had reverted into a pattern of pizza, television, perfunctory sex on the couch and sleep. Reality had proved to be a bitch. Neither were good at intimate conversations as opposed to fucking; both knew something had to change, but didn't want to risk spoiling things by opening their muzzle first.

It was James who came up with the magic idea; one he was now beginning to regret. For a week, one of the couple would be in complete control of the other each night, able to do anything they wanted. The lucky winner would be determined by the close of the Dow; who won for up or down proved an obvious choice.

"Fucking bull market had to turn round the fucking day we start this..."

"Stop moaning big bull...or are you really a little calf?"

"Fine...lead me to my destiny."

"Wait here, and close your eyes."

"Fuck!"

The bull did as he was told though.

Bryce had been secretly hoping for this outcome, and had prepared beforehand. His lover didn't know everything about him yet...including some of his more enjoyable kinks. He was soon to find out.

"Right...stand there and keep your eyes closed."

James heard the bear head for their bedroom, returning a few minutes later just as the bull was becoming impatient. James felt hands on him now...careful hands, erotic hands. The bear was feeling him up, stroking his hardening nipples through the fabric of his silk shirt....and just barely touching his sheath, already swelling in his boxers.

"Hmmm good little calf...I think I'm going to enjoy this."

"You kinky fucker!"

"Oh, you have no idea Swizzle...no idea at all."

This just made the bull harder, even as he swallowed in nervousness. He had never seen his partner like this before, and he wondered what he had unleashed in the bear...not for the first time that night.

Then the hands moved; carefully unbuttoning the bull's shirt and trousers, and loosening his tie, before undressing the blushing bull and throwing his clothes across the room.

"There...that's better. Just one thing missing."

James couldn't help himself when he felt something touching his neck, and he opened his eyes in shock to see his grinning partner attaching a studded leather collar to his neck, complete with lead. The bear shook his head in mock disappointment at that.

"Tut tut Swizzle...going to have to be punished for disobedience."

"You are getting off on this you bastard. Just you wait for your turn..."

"That's for another night Swizzle. Or are you backing out now I have my collar on you?"

"No..."

"Good...because it's too late to let you off now anyway...you're mine little calf."

James realised with a slight embarrassment that he was enjoying this, his cock just peeking from his sheath, balls tingling at the treatment from his normally conservative bear. Bryce could see it too, giving the bull a sexy wink and flicking his cock tip with his fingertips.

"Owww!"

"Glad to see you getting into the spirit Swizzle. You will definitely enjoy the next part then."

And he led the poor aroused bull towards the bedroom.

When they entered, James found he had to blink a little, as there was not much light in the room, only a couple of candles. When he adjusted though, he could see his bear had made other preparations.

"Hey! Those are my favourite ties!"

"I know, and I think they are boring as fuck Swizzle. Stripes in primary colours...you need to get out more little calf."

"But...I like them..."

"Well don't struggle and they will be just fine afterwards."

Bryce had planned well; the four corner posts of their king sized bed had been decorated with perfect manacles fashioned from four of James' ties. Bryce hated those ties; a part of him really wanted James to struggle.

A sudden jerk on the lead made the bull stumble forward a bit, and as he regained his balance, he found himself led to the side of the bed by the bear, all the time contemplating the predicament he was in. The bear had him in a corner, and he couldn't get out without welching, something he wasn't about to do. A part of him wanted this too; his cock kept swelling, now extending to it's full narrow length.

"Aww Swizzle...good to see you are enjoying yourself, just don't get too cocky. When a bear has his way with a bull...nobody gets exactly what they want."

Bryce reached out one big bear paw and wrapped it round his lover's cock, stroking the full length of that long thin bull cock. James was kind of sensitive about his relative lack of girth, something Bryce had always enjoyed needling him about, hence the nickname Swizzle Stick or Swizzle for short. James usually retaliated with "Stumpy" for the bear, after his moderate length but thick bear meat. The bull didn't feel now was a good time to be backchatting though.

"On the bed like a good little calf"

"Um...face down?"

"No...face up...for now..."

James gulped, climbing onto the bed and lying down obediently, his arms and legs stiff and twitching with anxiety for now.

The bear took the lead and tied it off to the headboard, ensuring his prize was going nowhere for the moment. Then he proceeded to tie his bull to the bed, one tie for each ankle and wrist until the bovine was spreadeagled uncomfortably and sweating up a storm. He was also hard as steel.

"Now for a last touch..."

James' eyes widened as the bear reached into the bedside cabinet and took out something he recognised...a pair of adjustable rings.

"Hey...wait...just be careful and ahhhhhh!"

Bryce ignored the feeble protests as he proceeded to place on ring on the bull's cock, down tight to his sheath, and a second round the top of his scrotum. He smiled in satisfaction, seeing the long cylinder of flesh throb and tighten, and the heavy sac distending slightly under his attentions. He gave the bull's orbs a playful slap, drawing a mooing cry from James.

"Now you are ready little calf...time to play."

"I'll get you for this fucker."

"I hope you aren't all talk calf."

Bryce started slowly, almost achingly slowly. Straddling the bull's hips, he reached for James' nipples, one bear paw for each large brown nubbin of bull flesh. He started out just barely touching the tips, drawing soft oohs and ahhs from James, before gripping with thumb and forefinger and squeezing and pulling on them hard. The bull loved it, in spite of the pain.

"Ahhh fuck...take it easy!"

"Your muzzle says that, but your leaking cock says more Swizzle. I'm listening to your cock tonight..."

"Aghhhh!"

The bear bent down now, bringing a grinning muzzle to the left nipple. So red and puffy, and so sweet. Bear muzzle opened, and bear teeth closed hard on sensitive flesh. James' body jerked as he fought against the bindings, but Bryce just bit down harder until he stopped struggling, then lapped at the sore nipple with his tongue until the bull was moaning again.

"There...all better...now for the other one..."

"Oh fuck no...Aghhhhh!"

The rough handling had James dripping now, to his embarrassment, and Bryce was never one to pass up a hard bull cock, not when it was as delicious as James'. Sitting back on James' thighs, he began stroking the full length of bull meat with one paw, while the other fondled the bull's bulging sac, feather light touch on the underside of his balls.

James was beyond aroused now, his cock spurting little droplets of precum while his balls swelled and throbbed with heavy seed. He just wanted to get off, any way the bear chose. What he never considered was that the bear might have different ideas.

"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhiiiiittt"

Bryce let one thick digit explore, playing with the underside of the bull's sac, before stroking his soft taint. The bear always loved spreading James' crevice and just lavishing his taint with kisses, feeling the soft fur around James' pucker on his tongue. It always drove the bull mad with lust and it only took a couple of minutes of soft stroking before the bull would throw the bear down and mount him. This time James would have to be patient.

"Ok...Ok...please....just....please untie me..."

"No way Swizzle..."

"Come on...you want me in your tailhole, I know it, you know it, so why don't we cut to the chase?"

"You need to learn obedience Swizzle..."

And the bear squeezed his lover's balls, hard, making the bull writhe about on the bed, until his cries turning to low mooing moans.

"Better!"

Bryce felt his target now, his fingertip had found a big soft bull tailhole, all warm and spongy. He probed a few times, just teasingly, before pressing and pressing hard, his thick finger sliding into James as the bull bellowed out his approval. His bellow turned to slight pained whimpering though as he felt a second, then a third thick digit slide in beside the vanguard, spreading his tailhole painfully wide and scraping along his tingling skin.

"Now let's see how good you are at behaving Swizzle."

The bear started a slow jacking on James' cock, one paw wrapped around the head, using his lovers cries to tell him how he was doing. When they became pleasured, he slowed down again, until they became frustrated howls, then he slapped the bull's balls and started over. Rough bear fingers probed harder, feeling for their target, a big spongy bull nut, and when they found it, they went on probing harder and harder.

"F...f....fuck....fuck...oh shit...yes......more....more....Ahhhhhhh!"

Bryce felt his little calf beginning to lose it now, the soft nub of bull flesh deep in his tunnel pulsing and throbbing as he poked and prodded. Rivers of bull pre leaked from the swollen tip of James' cock, covering his paw as he jacked along at the same slow maddening pace, never hurried, never changing. Then he felt the end near.

"Wha...no....NOOOOOO!"

"No cumming for you little calf, not until you earn it. Looks like we have to start again..."

The evil bear pulled his fingers almost all the way out of James' anus, his fingertips just circling the puffy ring of bull flesh, while his other paw held the swaying bullcock, not stroking, not pleasuring, just holding...until the bull came off the boil. And then he started again, this time with his thumb pressed against James' widely spread piss slit, each new burst of pre wetting his thumbpad to make the next stroke easier, or a teasing sounding with his claw inside the delicate maw of James' urethra.

"Fuck! Fuck! Let me cum you fucker! Oh fuck I need it...please!"

"Still haven't learned manners little calf...until you do, I think you should spend more time on the edge..."

"Oh fuck...umpf!"

James's next cry was cut short by the need to deal with a rough bear paw being shoved into his anus, all four fingers spread wide. He had never felt this before, his whole tunnel on fire, feeling like it would burst. And every second thrust, his lover would ram a claw into his prostate drawing a scream and a new burst of need in his loins.

After an hour of this, drawing the helpless bull to the edge and leaving him there to hang before pulling him back and driving him to the edge again, Bryce was ready for more fun. His cock was nearly bursting through his pants, and the wet patch on his groin was so big it looked like he had wet himself.

"Now little calf, say you are my little bitch"

"Fuck...please..."

"Say it..."

"I am your little bitch!"

"Louder!"

"I AM YOUR LITTLE BITCH!"

"Yes you are, a good little bitch. Now you get a reward; you get my ass..."

"Wait, what?"

"Say thank you little bitch."

"I...thank you...thank you....please...oh god...I need to unload so bad..."

"Who said anything about unloading?"

"Wha....?"

The bear undressed now, slowly in front of the prone and trussed up bull. He took special care over his briefs though; Bryce wore a nice pair of snug fitting briefs that cupped his package perfectly, and now they were wet with bear pre. It would be a terrible shame to deny that to James.

"Open up James..."

"Umpfgh!"

The bull felt his muzzle being filled with cloth, the strong tang of his lover's pre registering on his tastebuds as the bear shoved the front of his briefs deep in the bull's muzzle. That still left the most aromatic part free though...musky, deeply musky; perfect for James to sniff.

Suddenly, James felt his muzzle wrapped in cloth too, his nostrils filled with the scent of bear ass. He struggled, breathing in deeply, the taste and smell of bear funk and bear musk overwhelming. One paw teased his cocktip, describing small circles on the tortured flesh.

"Now, nod your head if you think you are worthy of my ass James."

"Umpfhghghhhhh!!!"

"If you want to get off little calf, you need to become more obedient. Now, nod..."

James could only nod, stunned by the turn of events, and the need in his cock.

"Good...prove it."

The bear knelt on the bed, paws stroking the whole delicious expanse of his lover's chest and abdomen, enough to tease, to tantalise...and then he straddled the bull's muzzle, before sitting his ass down hard, stubby tail slapping against the bridge of James' nose.

"Go to it calf."

The bull always liked being rimmed, but tended to balk at giving too much. Tonight he had no choice, he was under the thrall of his bear master, his nostrils full of the funky scent of bear ass. A long pink bull tongue extended, tentatively lapping at Bryce's wrinkled pucker.

"Fucking hell calf, do you want to cum? I said go to it...get your tongue right in there, eat me out. Tell you what...make me cum just with your tongue, and I let you cum...otherwise..."

A frustrated groan emerged from under the bear's thighs, as the bull realised his partner wasn't screwing around. He gritted his jaw in a determined set, and psyched himself into delivering the best deep ass licking of his life before his overheated balls exploded.

"Ohhhh that's better!"

Bryce felt his pucker being stroked, then fondled by a broad bull tongue, then slowly opened up like a rose as the bull forced and forced his way inside. The rasp of rough bull tongue just inside his opening proved a delicious experience for the bear, and he gave his own full throated growl of appreciation. After all, James could do with some encouragement. Now for more encouragement...

Two bear paws set to work, one stroking the underside of James' now overstimulated cock, the other rubbing his head. It had the desired effect, and James rammed the rest of his tongue in hard, wriggling the pink organ around to drive it in deeper until he felt the tip touch something hard and swollen.

"Fuck yeah more of that little calf...right there...you are such a good ass eater..."

The bull was in a daze now, lost to anything but the need to cum and cum hard. His lizard brain registered the moans and shudders coming from the bear, and the spasming in his tight tunnel every time James hit that spot deep inside, and he redoubled his efforts, sawing his tongue in and out rapidly to stimulate his master as much as possible.

All the while, Bryce kept up his attentions on the bull's cock, but he wasn't letting him off easy. When he felt an orgasm near, one paw would cup James' massive bull balls and squeeze, the poor orbs helplessly trapped by the constraining ring around the top of his scrotum. Soon the bull was shaking and pleading, in between desperate attempts to tonguefuck Bryce's ass into climax.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAGHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

Bryce had become impatient, and decided on a new game. Reaching for the side table, he picked up one of the low burning candles. Taking careful aim, he poured a generous helping of hot wax the full length of James' straining cock and onto his pained scrotum. The bound bull had no warning, trapped under the bear as he was, and the first he knew was a painfully stimulating heat that started at the tip of his cock and spread all the way down its underside. He screamed, and struggled, his muzzle working along the length of Bryce's taint, and his tongue jerked and writhed inside the tight confines of its bear ass prison. That was all the bear needed.

"Fuuuuuuuck!"

A fountain appeared, from the broad plum sized head of the bear's fat cock, spurting thick globs of rich bear spunk in a stream of droplets that covered James from his abdomen to his groin and beyond. The spray continued in powerful lines that decorated the straining bull's body like decorating a cake, and also soothed his sore genitals, the torrent of seed helping to cool the layer of wax covering James' cock and scrotum. Once the last pulse of bear cream had finished, Bryce sat on his bull for a bit longer, forcing his ass down onto that delectable muzzle and making his captive lover pleasure his taint a little longer before he sat up wearing an enormous grin.

"You are a better ass eater than you knew Swizzle, just needed the right motivation!"

"Please...please, I made you cum, now let me cum too!"

"All in good time Swizzle...some preparations first."

Bryce stroked one powerful bull thigh, feeling his partner's strength, the thick muscles flexing and straining as he touched. Then he stroked down, enjoying the touch of thick fur all the way to the left hoof, broad and solid. With nimble fingers, he undid the knot attaching the tie to the bed, pulling james' leg back painfully until the hoof was up against the bull's ear and beyond. Then he tied the hoof off to the bed head, leaving James performing a painful split. This wouldn't last long though, but not because of James' loud protestations. The grinning bear did the same to the right hoof, leaving his lover now exposed most agreeable, his big wide ass tilted up, and his legs back over his own shoulders. A soft pillow under the small of his back completed the preparations.

"I think I like the look of you like this Swizzle...might have to be your new position."

"I don't care just make me cum please!"

"Hmmm...patience Swizzle. This is my show, not yours."

The bear moved his heavy body, kneeling against the broad rump of his partner. The crevice was spread wide, and he took the opportunity to play a little, running his clawtips along the sensitive furrow of James' ass, but the sexy whimpers and struggles from his bull were too enticing to resist for long. He spread his knees, letting his bulbous head settle against the puffy ring of James' ass.

"Open wide little calf."

"ArghHHHHH!'

Bryce forced his wide head inside the ring of muscle. James resisted, in spite of his attempts to relax, but the bear was patient, and soon the whole fat purple mass was lodged inside the bull's anus. James gritted his teeth, expecting a sudden deep penetration, but the bear had other ideas.

"I said patience calf...do you want me all the way inside you?"

"I want to cum, please..."

"I said...do you want me all the way inside you?"

"Y...yes...please..."

"Better...we need you ready though...."

Bryce wrapped one paw around his lover's cock again, flaking off the wax coating before stroking gently, drawing whimpers and sighs from the bull. His other paw also had a task; gripping his own thick shaft near the base, he began jacking his own cock while the head remained buried in the hot confines of his bull's ass. In spite of his first orgasm, Bryce was running hot...and his cock head began to pulse, rhythmic caresses in the entrance to James' tunnel, while the tip began spurting generous globs of slick pre into the pained bull tunnel, soothing and arousing James.

"Ohhhhh..."

"Does that feel good little calf?"

"yessss!"

"How good?"

"Fuck!"

"Do you want me all the way inside you now?"

"Yesss! Please!"

"Do you want me to breed your tight little calf hole?"

"Please! Fuck me!"

"I don't know if you mean it or not...are you sure?"

"Fuck! Please! This is torture!"

"Torture? Is that what you want calf?"

"No! I want you! Hard! NOW!"

"Hmmmmm make me believe it then!"

The bull was beside himself, his whole body throbbing on the edge of orgasm. He could feel each new throb from the bear's cock head, stimulating his opening and spewing a fresh torrent of pre into his guts. He needed that bear meat, he needed it now. Bending his muzzle forward as far as he could go, he managed to reach one swollen bear nipple and lock onto it with his teeth.

"Ohhhh you are a bad little calf..."

James bit down, hard, wanting to punish the evil bear for his torment. What he didn't know was in a certain mood, his bear liked it rough, especially on his nipples. Bryce's cock gave an extra hard throb, spurting a new glob into the now ready and eager bull tunnel.

"That's it calf...you want it don't you...you want to be my bitch!"

"Hmpfgh!"

"Show me how much...moo for me little calf"

"Mooopf"

"Louder!"

"Mooooooooooopf!"

"LOUDER!"

"MOOOOPFAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!"

Bryce pulled back just a fraction, and rammed his hips forward, skewering the bull's tight anus to the hilt in one powerful thrust. Thick bear cock conquered James' tunnel completely, and set about raping and pillaging next. The bear went wild, growling as he fucked, hips working to a steady punishing rhythm as he pounded the bull's vulnerable hole without mercy. James could only hang on, hoping the rough fucking would bring him to the orgasm he needed more than oxygen.

"Hows ole Stubby feel now little calf?"

"Oh God!"

"Big enough for you?"

"Please...I need it harder to get off..."

"Awww whats wrong..."

"The cock ring..its holding me back..."

Bryce gripped his lover's legs to give him leverage and started fucking harder, short fast thrusts that came agonisingly close to James' prostate without quite giving him the push he needed. The bull watched his lover fuck him with total ferocity, a terrified expression on his muzzle as he felt his orgasm build then recede..build almost enough then recede...

"Please....harder!"

The bear threw back his head and growled, loud and long, then thrust in deep, the fat head of his cock smacking into a swollen bull prostate with full force. His balls clenched, unloading a second thick stream of bear cream into the bowels of his bull slave, spurt after spurt coating James' tunnel and spreading a rich warm glow throughout his guts.

The last hard thrust drove James to the edge, his balls twitching in their confinement on the cusp...and held him there, in sight of the edge, while his anus filled with Bryce's second climax. All the bull could do was scream, a ragged begging scream, while he tried to hump his ass against the bull to get himself off. Bryce was having none of that though...one big bear paw around James' testicles saw to that, squeezing until the bull's scream changed pitch to a scream of pain.

"Not yet little calf..."

The bull whimpered, looking into bryce's eyes with wide brown pleading stares.

"Looks like you didn't make it Swizzle...but I'm not cruel. I said you could cum and I meant it. Now..open wide..."

Bryce wrapped his paws around the bull's horns, pulling his muzzle forward and down, until suddenly James found the quivering tip of his bullcock close to his muzzle.

"Drink your milk calf...you need to get big and strong..."

The bull hesitated, appalled and so so needy, but he knew he had no choice. He opened wide, straining against the bonds as Bryce helped him with more gentle pulls on his horns. He felt the warm feel of flesh on his muzzle, and opened his lips before suddenly finding his muzzle filling with hot bull meat, inches disappearing inside as he closed his lips around the shaft. After some experimentation, he worked out that a tongue on the tip of his cock, combined with his lips gripping the shaft as he bobbed up and down worked best. The feeling built now, harder and deeper than ever in his life, his own cock in his muzzle, balls full to bursting, and a thick bear cock still hilted in his ass.

"That's it calf....drink your milk..."

The dam burst, and his cock unloaded a river of bull seed. It poured into his muzzle, leaking out his lips and down his neck, and kept on coming, filling him up and exceeding his ability to swallow. More ended up on his own chest and belly, as he desperately sought to find a way to swallow his own spunk while revelling in the most powerful ball shattering orgasm of his life. The spurts kept on and on, six...seven...eight...nine...ten....as his belly filled with his own sticky seed, before eventually subsiding in a last few dribbles and stopping.

Bryce let go of his horns, and the bull's head fell backwards, eyes wide and staring, muzzle open and bull seed everywhere. James panted, waiting for the next act of his devil bear.

Bryce just grinned down at his lover, and bent forward to lick every last drop of bull milk from James' muzzle, then his neck, then his chest, before kissing him hard, tasting more bull seed in his lover's muzzle.

"There Swizzle...told you I would let you cum..."

James could only whimper in agreement.

*****

James woke slowly, his body strangely lethargic. It was 5:45, his usual time, so he should be waking up a lot easier...

Then he remembered. With a groan he turned in the bed, but found the other side empty, a big divot in the bed still warm, telling him his lover had only recently left his side. The whole room stank of seed, sweat, ass...as he opened his nostrils to drink it in, his cock throbbed, and he reached down to stroke it. His fingers touched something unfamiliar, and he realised the rings were still in place, gripping his cock and scrotum in a ruthless embrace, his cock hard and needy even after last night's session.

He remembered it all with a shudder, one that sent a twinge of something to his tailhole. He could feel the burn in his pucker, and the counteracting soothing feel of bear seed still warm and leaking from his ring.

His pucker wasn't the only thing burning. When he thought he could take no more, Bryce had told him it was time to punish the bull for his initial disobedience. He had been made to bend over the bear's knee, while Bryce spanked his broad ass hard, cocking his wrist to deliver hard skelping blows to the bull until he begged and cried like a kid, all the time his cock getting harder and harder. Then Bryce gripped his cock and jacked him while he spanked until the humiliated bull unloaded all over his legs. The bear had finally taken him to bed again, and eased into his ass spooning from behind, and made slow gentle love till they fell asleep.

"Hey! How are you?"

Bryce had come back to the bedroom, his big bruin clad in a big sloppy t-shirt. He had to look at him differently now; the staid, methodical bear of his experience hadn't prepared him for the devil bear he experienced last night. James had wanted this to spice things up; now he could only grin ruefully at the reality. Well, be careful what you wish for. Still...every calf has his day, and every bear market turns back to the bulls in time. He just hoped he got his turn this week.

"Good...tired...and um..."

"Hard?"

"Yeah, that too."

It was hard to miss, the long thin bull cock sticking out like a boom gate.

"Well, time for you to have some breakfast little calf."

Little calf. It made his cock throb a little harder, and his face burn a little hotter.

The still grinning bear was wielding the lead in his paws. James realised it wasn't attached to his collar any more, but the bear had a different plan this morning. Reaching down, he clipped it to a ring hanging from the steel circle at the top of James' scrotum. The bear would lead him by the balls; and James found he was happy to follow them to wherever Bryce led.

On this occasion, it wasn't to more sex though. Coming into the living area, James smelt delicious smells, eggs, toast, coffee, tomatoes.

"What's this?"

"Thought you could do with a cooked breakfast after last night. You will need your strength back little calf..."

James sat down, reaching for a piece of toast before the bear's words registered fully.

"Wha...you mean?"

"Nikkei is down a hundred, and the FTSE is tanking. Futures contracts are trending minus 50 on the Dow and getting worse."

"Nooooo!"

"Yes little calf....so eat up, you need your strength."

He felt one big paw on his head, then the fingers tracing down his back. He gave a shudder, one that went from his hooves to his tail to his cock.

It bothered him that he was pleased with this news.