Picking up further

Story by sisco on SoFurry

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#2 of It might pick up

Well if you've read any recent journals you'll know the last few months have been really bad for me. However, I am finally back writing and this is a continuation to my xmas story last year https://www.sofurry.com/view/639063 which was very popular and got over 100 faves. You don't need to have read that to read this sequel as it is quite self contained and all major plot points from the first are reiterated, however, if you want to read part one first you will hopefully enjoy.

I think this story has a bit of everything, heart, sadness, happiness, love and it ends with quite a long yiff scene, so hopefully it will amuse.


With a deep groan Karl awoke, the husky blinked his eyes in the dusky morning light and then winced in pain. His tongue felt like it was lined with tar and his ass was in the agony caused by several hard poundings received from his former co-worker a deliciously sexy polar bear. He couldn't believe he had thought he could have seduced such a virile male and ended up on top. How foolish the husky of twenty four hours earlier seemed and yet how happy would he have been to have had the night he just had.

The husky had always had a thing for older males, gruff canines or thick chunky ursines were his personal favourites. Roy had been the Santa at a maul where Karl had taken a Christmas job stocking shelves. For weeks he had eyed up the bear drooling with lust and yet the old bear had kept talking about his wife and kids. Then on their last night, Christmas Eve no less the bear had let the truth slip. His wife had left him, taken the kids and set up with a younger pony.

Karl had saw his chance and wormed his way into the bear's apartment with a bottle of JD. His plan to seduce the bear had went perfectly, too perfectly, unlike most straight males Roy hadn't let him take the lead for long. Instead of the husky slowly working his way until he had the bear bent over and begging as his virgin tail hole was plundered, the husky ended up under the white bear, crying out as a cock thicker than any he had ever taken had plundered his much less than virginal hole.

Not that he had minded, Roy was a master in the sack, he had been fucked before but he had never been bred. That was what the bear did to him, again and again. Rubbing his wounded shoulders the dog remembered the bear's biting, it had been terrifying and yet exhilarating and he had loved every second, even the pain had been perfect.

Although the husky had to admit he still wanted to feel that tailhole stretched around his cock. Licking his lips the husky moaned at the thought of spearing between those huge white mounds, of rutting that virile bestial male and knotting inside him while he emptied his load. The bear said he had wanted more, and the dog definitely wanted more too in both senses of the word. He'd had a few relationships before, mostly with guys his own age, they never worked because his eyes were always for the older males, maturity was sexy. He thought he might be able to make it work with the bear, but Roy would need to learn to bottom. Part of Karl wanted nothing more than to feel that fat bear cock stuffing him again and again, but he knew he could never accept a relationship as a pure bottom.

Smiling to himself the husky sat up in bed figuring that he could deal with that problem sometime. It was Christmas morning and his sexy Santa had to be somewhere nearby. Slipping out of bed the husky looked around for his clothes and then remembered that he had stripped in the living room. He had no choice but to wander out of the bedroom naked, of course most would agree that was a good thing especially if they got to observe. Karl had caught the running bug in school and he ran most days, his six foot frame was perfectly trim and fit. His pert buttocks with creamy white fur framed by the dark grey of his outer coat, when he bent over in a certain way the white formed a heart with his tail lifting to show the pink centre. How many males had fallen for the husky jogger bending over to tie his shoes, his shorts very short and the button on his shorts tail hole very loose? Five or six at least and those had just been the ones he'd fucked.

Of course he'd bored of those encounters quite quickly, after all most runners are young and fit. Something about an older male got his blood pumping, maybe it was the challenge, older males are more confident, confidence born of experience and not just unfounded belief in self. It got him hot and ready, of course he had almost always taken the dominant role with them. Topping someone so old, so confident in themselves and yet so worried and nervous with the sexy eighteen year old, sexually aggressive husky, it was as addictive as any drug.

Roy had been the first older male he had tried to seduce that hadn't ended up speared on his cock. The older male had seemed broken by the weight of the world, he looked like easy prey and then somewhere in the night the husky had awoken something hidden deep inside the bear. Something wonderful and dreadful, powerful and dominant. Shuddering the husky trotted out into the living room of the apartment, wondering what might be in store for him, maybe Santa would give him another chance to ride that huge lump of coal.

The bear was sitting on his armchair facing away from the husky. Smirking Karl tiptoed up behind the bear, planning to surprise him with a game of guess who. As he got closer he saw that the bear was holding his phone in his paws looking at some pictures. A young polar bear boy, maybe in his early teens dressed in a rugby top and then a polar bear girl, maybe seven or eight playing with lego and laughing. He could see the light shining off the bear's nose, it looked wetter than usual and the husky could hear the bear sniffing.

Karl's mind spun as he tried to remember the previous night, Roy had said he divorced just three months ago. He remembered the bear ranting about losing visitation rights and suddenly all thoughts of another fuck evaporated from his mind as realisation hit him. It was Christmas morning, the first one since the bear had lost his family.

His heart filled with sympathy for the old bear as he watched him flick through a dozen pictures and then go back to the first image again. Taking a step backwards the husky decided to give the bear some private time. Unfortunately Roy wasn't much of a housekeeper and as he took a step back his paw caught on some discarded clothes and he stumbled slightly, but enough that the bear heard and turned around to see him.

The husky's heart swelled as he saw the tear stains on the old bear's face and the embarrassed expression. Looking around the husky smiled, "morning... erm have you seen my pants anywhere?" The question his lame attempt to help the bear change the subject before it started and the bear waved his at the floor in front of him.

"We... stripped right here," the bear muttered, his cheeks burning with embarrassment.

As he walked around to grab his clothes the husky couldn't help but note the bear was wearing nothing but boxers, his huge balls could be easily seen framed in the cheap cotton. Licking his lips and trying not to let the sexy beast of a bear in front of him bring him to an inappropriate erection Karl pulled on his jeans. He decided to skip wearing a top, and his underwear he knew were stiff with dried pre cum so he went commando.

"Crazy night huh?" the husky muttered lamely.

"Yeah crazy..." muttered the bear and then a sly smile spread across his face as he added. "Crazy hot too, I know we drank a lot but... I said some things and I meant them. I really would like more than just a one night thing and I promise no more about my ex wife."

The bear's tone sounded hopeful and a little desperate as he looked at the young husky. The old male knew that the young stud in front of him should probably just walk away, after all he was twice the age of the husky and three times the girth. He had no right to think this boy had wanted anything more than a romp in the hay with alcohol to make the bear's old features seem anything vaguely resembling desirable.

"That's cool, I'd like that too." Karl said reassuringly and then added, "after all what kid doesn't want to spend Christmas with Santa?" Wincing as soon as the words were out of his mouth, he'd meant it to sound fun and maybe even a little suggestive, after all the bear had fucked him four times last night wearing a Santa hat. However, he could see those words were like a knife to the bear's heart.

Turning his head away the bear muttered, "I'm sorry."

Reaching out Karl squeezed the bear's upper arm, "so am I, I didn't think..."

"I know I promised," interrupted the bear as he turned back to face Karl, "but, I can't just let go of it all. It was my life and ..."

"You don't have to be sorry," Karl interjected talking quickly and loudly over the bear. "You never have to be sorry for missing your kids." Before Roy could react the husky wrapped his arms around the bear and squeezed tightly.

Sighing the bear put his huge arms around the lithe husky and hugged warmly nuzzling down the young male's neck. "T.. thank you."

The two stood there in the warm embrace for a long time, before the sweet moment was broken by the growl of a bear's stomach demanding breakfast. Karl broke the hug and they both chuckled as the husky said, "I think someone is ready for breakfast."

"Yeah, it was a busy night after all," muttered the bear with a wry smile.

"I'll say, why don't you make some breakfast while I..." Karl didn't get to finish as he heard the ring-tone of his mobile spewing angrily from his pocket. Pulling it out he winced, "It's my parents... I am supposed to be home by now."

Roy's face fell like a stone dropped off a cliff into a volcano, "oh... well you should finish getting dressed and get home then."

"No it's ok, I'll just tell them that... something and I can stay," Karl replied lamely. He knew that his mother wasn't going to accept any reason for her son not coming home for Christmas.

"No, it's Christmas I remember what that's like as a parent. Watching your kids open their gifts, feeding them too much and then falling asleep as a family in front of the T.V. Your parents probably won't get many more with you..." Roy paused and he looked at the husky with fierce determination and said with absolute confidence and a commanding tone. " I'm not going to be the one to take away this last Christmas, I will be ok and we can have plenty of other breakfasts and nights together. Go be with your family."

"You could come with me," the husky offered desperate for anything that would reduce the guilt on leaving the old bear alone.

Roy chuckled softly and then shook his head, "No, I know what I'd do if my son turned up with a boyfriend my age. I'd break the bastards legs and rip off his ears, of course my son is only twelve and most people would say I was perfectly in the right to do that to any thirty-six year old he dated. Look I'll be ok, last night was great and I definitely want to do more, I ain't going to slit my wrists if you go."

"Ok, well I need to shower first, if I show up smelling of bear spunk questions will be asked," the husky said with a chuckle as he darted to the bathroom.

When he emerged cleaned and dressed he found the bear looking at his phone again. This time he looked over his shoulder and said, "These your kids?"

"Yeah, that's Oscar... don't say it I really fought his mother to name him something better, but she just had to name him after her dad. The little girl is Stacey, she's really smart for her age and just loves technic lego, always making little wind mills and machines. Her mother used to go crazy cause she wouldn't play with dolls, I just used to buy her more lego." The bear flicked through all the pictures while the husky watched. "I... my parents are dead and I don't have any close relatives, these are all the pictures I had on me the day... the day Cheryl hit me with the divorce papers."

"That sucks, can't you ask her for some albums or something, all she has to do is email you them?" Karl asked as he found his trainers and pulled them on.

"No... I burned that bridge by getting drunk and pissing in the driver side window of Brad's car," the husky had to contain a smirk as he thought of the bear doing something so childish. "To be honest I just wish I could just speak to them, even for a few seconds, just to say merry Christmas. I sent some cards and presents, but if I turn up at their house or even call them, my lawyer says I will end up in prison. I... didn't take the whole cheating and divorce very well I'm afraid I shot myself in the foot."

As Karl opened his mouth to respond his phone began to ring again and he winced, "that'll be my mum, I really have to go."

The bear smiled sadly and nodded then leaned over to place a warm kiss on the husky's cheek "you'd better go, Merry Christmas and thanks... for my present last night." He ushered the husky out of his apartment quickly and Karl found himself driving home a few minutes later, his mind filled with thoughts of the poor sexy bear.

His mother chided him for staying out all night without even the courtesy of a phone call. Of course it wasn't the first time and she assumed he had just been drunk and stayed over at a friends again. It was mostly true anyway it usually was, she never asked him about his lovers partly for fear he'd lie and partly because she feared he'd tell the truth. Some friends had said something about her seeing son consorting with men more than twice his age. However, his mother had decided not to pry and let her son come to her when he was ready, she figured eventually he'd come out to the family.

Karl opened his gifts and shared in the family fun, giving his own gifts in turn to his mother father and brother. Next came the Christmas dinner, his mother always went all out on the dinner and the table was so heavily laden with food there was scarcely any place for their plates. Even as he sat joking with his brother and stuffing his face the husky found his thoughts turning back to the bear, alone in his tiny apartment. Roy was living in some council flat, in one of the worst areas of town. He wondered what the bear would be eating, alone in his messy apartment.

After the meal his brother and father retired to the living room to watch T.V. and he helped his mother with the dishes. It was a tradition that had ran since he was old enough to hold a tea towel. After they were done they joined the rest of their family and sat watching T.V. however as the afternoon wore on Karl found himself growing restless.

Making an excuse he grabbed his coat and after raiding the fridge for some leftovers he headed out. His mother had put up token resistance but had let him go with a minimal guilt trip. The husky got into his freezing car and turned the heater up to maximum, he was just about to head back to the bear when he had another idea and grabbed his mobile instead.

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Sighing the bear tried to ignore his stomach, meal for one indeed one anorexic mouse maybe but a full bodied adult bear it had barely scratched the itch. The Dr Who Christmas special was disappointing, he wasn't sure about this new Doctor, and his new companion was beginning to annoy him. He wondered for the ten thousandth time what his kids were up too, he hadn't been able to afford much this year but he had put some money in cards and posted them.

They would have been up at the crack of dawn excited to see what Santa brought them. Of course Oscar had figured out who Santa really was, but the boy kept up the pretence for his sister. Then a big family dinner, a whole roast turkey and stuffing, he would carve... no... no he wouldn't Brad would carve, Brad would play with his kids, Brad would sit in his chair and...

The bear's angry thoughts were broken by the sound of his mobile ringing, his brow furrowed as he looked at it. Only his lawyer, his employer and his ex wife had the number. Hope springing to his heart the bear quickly answered, "hello?"

"Dad?"

Roy's heart caught in his mouth as he recognised the voice instantly it took him half a second before he could respond, "Oscar?"

"DAD! Hey, I missed you!" The boy's tone was filled with happiness and sincerity bringing a tear to the old bear's eye.

"I missed you too, Son. Are you ok, did you have a good Christmas, did Santa bring you lots of nice presents?" Roy asked excitedly as he felt tears running down his cheeks.

"Aw, come on Dad I know Santa is really you and Mum. I got lots of stuff, Brad got me an X box one," Oscar told him but the boy's tone seemed cautious.

Biting his lip at the mention of the pony the bear tried to control any anger and focus on the important thing of getting to speak to his son, "that's nice of him."

"Bleh, I didn't want an xbone, I wanted a better gaming laptop, console gaming is dead..."

"and PC gaming rules," finished the old bear with a shared chuckle it had been a familiar tune from Oscar for the last year or two. "Did you get my cards?"

"No... Mum said you weren't allowed to send us anything," Roy could taste blood and his teeth sliced into his lip as he realised his cards had been intercepted. "Stacey has been asking about you, she keeps asking when you are coming home."

"I wish I could, but Dad did something stupid and..." Roy began but didn't get far before and angry young voice interrupted him.

"I'm twelve Dad, I'm not stupid. Mum was the one who did this, she broke up our family and... " the angry boy paused for breath. "I want to come live with you."

"I really wish you could, but you can't they wouldn't let that happen. I... I'm talking with my lawyer and he thinks I can appeal and get my visitation rights back." Replied the bear trying to disguise the tears in his voice.

"It's not fair," moaned Oscar the song of the young.

"I know, but it's life and I can't change it no matter how much I want to. Now how was your Christmas dinner?" Replied the bear swiftly changing the subject before it got too painful.

"Ah, ok I guess, we had beef..."

"Beef!? Who has beef for Christmas dinner?" Blurted out the older bear in shock.

The young boy chuckled in response, "that's what I asked, but Brad doesn't like turkey he likes beef." The boy's distain was palpable and heavy in his voice.

"Who doesn't like turkey?"

"He doesn't like stuffing either," grumbled the young bear.

"Wait how can you not like stuffing, it's the second best part after the..."

"Yorkshire pudding!" the two bears exclaimed at the same time and then shared a laugh at Brad's expense.

A few seconds later Oscar sighed, "I've got to go mum's calling me down for tea."

"Ok son, it was good to talk to you, I love you" the bear replied unable to keep the tremble out of his voice.

"Love you too dad, merry Christmas and thanks for sending your friend over, mum wouldn't let me call you." Replied the boy hurriedly.

"Give your sister a hug and kiss from me," Roy asked as he wished he could be there, even just for a moment. Part of him wanted to just leave and go straight back to his old house, turn up on the door and just see what happened. However, he knew that what would happen would be his wife calling the police while they refused to open the door or let the kids near the windows.

"Ok, bye." Oscar replied and then the phone went dead. The bear sat there staring at the phone in his paw as the tears continued to flow down his cheeks. It was almost half an hour later as his tears stopped flowing that the bear suddenly realised that his Son said he wasn't allowed to call and that a friend of Roy's had helped. Only almost all his friends had been either co-workers, who wouldn't talk to him after he punched out his boss, or friends of both him and his wife. All those friends had sided with Cheryl when the divorce came, he ended up alone. It had really stung to find out how many of his so called friends had known about Cheryl and Brad before he did.

A moment later there was a soft knock at his door, the bear guessed who would be on the other side before he even stood up. He opened the door to find Karl standing there with a happy and slightly nervous smile on his face. The husky didn't even manage to get a word out before he found himself locked in a tight bear hug. "Thank you so much," the bear whispered through his tears.

Struggling for breath the husky tried to keep breathing normally in the crushing hug, "it was the least I could do, cheapest present possible."

Chuckling a little and trying to hold back more tears the bear broke the hug and pulled the husky inside asking, "how did you even do it? I mean I never even told you where I used to live."

"It wasn't hard really I just searched for you facebook on there I found your ex, she had a bunch of pictures including one that showed the house number and another that showed the street name." Karl replied as he stepped inside. "It wasn't the first time I've climbed into someone's bedroom window without their parents knowing. Although I only let him use my phone, so no need to break my legs and pull off my ears."

Laughing and patting the husky on the arm as he guided him to the seat Roy replied, "your legs and ears are safe I promise. Do you parents know you are here?"

Karl shrugged and gave the bear a slightly dopey smile, "well they know I'm off to spend the night at a friends, they don't know that it's you... yet."

The bear couldn't help but smile and blush a little as he heard the husky announce he was going to spend the night. Maybe to some it would seem a little presumptuous but to him it was just more good news. Suddenly stuck for what to say or do next the bear was saved from the slightly prolonged moment by a grumbling from his empty stomach.

"Sounds like someone's hungry," chuckled the husky pulling his backpack off his back. "I brought some food with me, my mother always goes crazy with cooking at Christmas."

"I wouldn't say no," muttered an embarrassed and yet hungry bear. "Not much of a sugar daddy am I, I'm supposed to spoil you with gifts and stuff not get handouts from you?"

"You are if I'm a gold digging boi toy, but if I was then last night would never have happened," replied Karl with a slight snort. "I wasn't interested in the contents of your wallet, just in getting into the sexy Santa's pants." As he talked he pulled several containers of food out of his bag, an entire xmas dinner and then some.

"Oh you don't want to get into Santa's pants they'd be too big for you and your ass looks way better without pants." Replied Roy, trying to hide how flattered he felt, it was nice to think the sexy young dog had been lusting after him and nothing else.

Chuckling the dog offered the containers of leftover turkey and stuffing to the bear who helped himself hungrily. "So you like my ass?"

Swallowing a large mouthful of stuffing the bear replied, "yeah, I thought I made that clear last night."

"Well yeah you did, still never hurts to hear it again," smirked the husky as he offered a slice of Christmas cake before sitting down on the other chair.

"Then I will make sure to check out your ass and let you know just how fine it is every chance I get. In that spirit may I say it's looking particularly temping tonight." Roy said with a lascivious wink as he nibbled on the cake.

Bushing a little the husky replied, "your ass doesn't look half bad either." There was an optimistic expression on his face, he knew that Roy had spent decades as a married man, if not a happily married one. The bear had probably never even thought of letting another male fuck him. The night before he had shown his power, the alpha male inside him had remembered how to Fuck, the abilities the bear demonstrated as a top justify the use of a capital F.

"You know I honestly can't remember the last time someone complimented my ass," observed the bear, there was a slightly embarrassed look accompanied with a broad smile. "Feels nice."

"Oh I bet it _feels_awesome," the husky intoned in a slightly hushed tone giving the bear the best sultry look he could manage. "You ever... you know with a guy before?"

"Yes.. mean well not everything but you aren't my first male," Roy admitted with a blush and a smile at the shocked look on the husky's face. "Hey, I had some wild days before I knocked up my girl friend."

"Well now you have to tell me the stories, I insist!" Demanded the shocked canine wondering exactly who, what and when. He thought he had been the first male the bear had ever slept with, the ass he was lusting after may not be as virginal as he first thought. Not that it mattered, hell it would just make it easier for the husky to get his turn on top if the bear had lain below some other male.

Blushing and running his paw through his wild mane on his neck and shoulders, those black pads and claws slicing through the thick white fur, the bear couldn't look him n the eye. However, he figured he could share a few secrets with the husky he never could with his wife. He looked over and shrugged and then began to speak.

"It's not much of a story really, I mean it was while I was at uni, I studied chemistry at Birmingham and well I was on the rugby team. Loved it, hung out with the team most nights, I was a tight head prop, hey don't snigger..."

"Sorry, but come on tight head... makes me wonder where else you are tight." Observed a sniggering husky who gave the bear a lascivious and mischievous wink.

"Well stop sniggering and after I finish my story maybe you can find out. Anyway the loose head prop, no sniggering, was a horse called Daniel a big bloody brute he was seven foot plus tall and build like a bloody brick outhouse. Well we were both in the same halls, Alder house, he was just across the corridor from me.

Now Cheryl and I had been dating for a few months, I wasn't really that serious about her but you know back then she was fun. Although she was kinda dull in the sack, I mean sex is fun but it's nice to have a position more than just missionary if you know what I mean. Don't get me started on how useless she was at giving head. Now I was a bit of a wild cub, I'd certainly sown my wild oats far and wide. However, up until Uni I never thought about other guys.

Well anyway Daniel and I were good friends, he was studying brewing and he came up with some damn deadly concoctions that he used to share with me and the team. When we weren't down the pub hanging with the team the two of us used to hang out in each others rooms. Now Daniel was gay, and back then that was something you didn't advertise, but he'd told me one night when we were drunk that he liked guys. Complimented me on my cock, very flattering, said if I ever needed it polished he'd be happy to oblige..."

"Did you?"

"What red blooded guy in his early twenties doesn't want his cock sucked? Of course I did, but I was trying to be a nice guy I'd cheated on my last two girl friends and was a little worried that I wasn't as nice a guy as I should have been. Then well, Cheryl just stopped putting out... she wouldn't tell me why just all of a suddenly cold shoulder, cold looks and my own paw as my only release.

I was confused and a bit hurt, well Daniel came over with one of his latest concoctions, some sort of fruit liquor. Cherries and apricots fermented and distilled, it was as smooth as furnisher polish and half as palatable. So naturally we downed the entire bottle, well while we were drunk I shared some of my girl woes and troubles.

Halfway through the second he just reaches out and puts his paw on my arm and squeezes, I remember how strong his fingers were. It made me shudder just a little as he looked in my eyes and said, "you need a good stallion service."

I looked at him and I could see the hunger in his eyes, I knew that look I'd seen it before on females faces. He wanted me bad, now I'm not sure if it was all the talk of sex or just the thought of my friend sucking me off but I was so hard my jeans had never felt so constricting. I really wanted some attention that day so a I leaned over to him, until I could feel his warm breath on my lips and said, "I gotta pee."

"WHAT?" Shouted the frustrated husky, his own cock had begun to swell as he had thought about his bear as a boy experimenting with a friend. "That better not be the end to the story you teasing bastard."

"I ran back to my own room and well... yeah I drained the snake. A few minutes later there was a knock at my door. Sure enough it was Daniel, all seven foot plus of pure horse muscle, totally butt naked, erect cock in hand. Now Daniel was really fit, like you, I mean he was bulky you got a nice runners build, he had just the most delicious chest and even as a strong straight male I had to admit he was smoking.

Of course he's standing in a very public corridor and as a good friend I yanked him inside. Before I could do or say anything he had me up against the wall and his tongue was down my throat, I'd never kissed a guy before but I have to say I liked it. It was almost like a fight for supremacy, his tongue and mine wrestled and I got a real taste of my friend.

His paws were all over me, grabbing my chest, my ass and eventually my crotch finding and squeezing my throbbing erection through my jeans, while his drooling shaft was ground against my plush stomach. He pushed me down onto my bed and I was too drunk to keep my balance, I was felled like a tree and just bounced on the bed as his paws grasped at my jeans. Before I knew if I wanted it or not his fingers were wrapped around my cock and oh man did they feel good, thick strong fingers rubbing up and down. I was so hard and so pent up I just couldn't say no, I knew I was cheating, I tried to rationalise it, it didn't count as cheating because it wasn't another woman. Although once I felt his tongue licking over my cock I stopped rationalising, I just didn't care. His thick talented tongue took all my cares away with strong laps over my glans.

Fuck it was so hot, he started sucking on my cock a few seconds later. I could barely contain my pleasure and he was so enthusiastic, I flatter myself that he had been lusting after my cock..."

"He was, I certainly was too..." interrupted the excited husky, his eyes were locked on the bear's jeans where he could see a very clear tent being erected. The bear glanced over and smiled to see the story was having just the effect he was hoping it would have on the canine as he could clearly see the outline of an erect cock in his jeans.

"That's nice of you to say, anyway he starts sucking and shit my toes were curled, I remember I ripped holes in my sheets, hell in my mattress he was so good. I couldn't hold back I started to fuck his muzzle. Now any woman I ever tried to face fuck usually got scared and put a stop to things. He just grabbed my ass and pulled me in faster, like he was desperate to get my cock inside him. I am sad to say I didn't last long I was so very pent up and so desperately turned on I blew after about a minute.

Didn't give him any warning, but then he didn't need any he just kept sucking and milking my cock until I felt like my balls had been vacuumed dry. Then he looked at me and did the sexiest thing ever, he swallowed and licked his lips. Fuck, no girl I have ever been with was ever willing to swallow but I didn't even have to ask..."

"N... no need to ask me either I'm happy to swallow," interrupted Karl with a slight whine in his voice, the story was getting his blood pumping and he could felt himself sweating and panting. He swore the musk in the room was a thousand times thicker than it had been a few minutes earlier, he could practically taste the bear's cock with each breath.

"Well of course after a minute he stood up and I saw the look in his eye, the pleading look of someone who desperately didn't want to finish themselves off. Of course as someone who had been dating his paw for a few months I knew that look from both sides. Now I was still thinking I was straight, just letting some friend blow me didn't make me gay. There was no way I was going to suck on his mammoth length and there wasn't enough alcohol on the planet to get me to bend over and take that monster up the Kyber pass.

So I did the only thing left that a good mate could, I wrapped my fingers around that cock, it was so thick I couldn't get my paws all around it and I just started jerking him with both paws. He was leaning over me by then and he was preing like a son of a bitch, it was soaking my stomach, which was as ample then as it is now though I was a lot more muscular then than now.

Well he must have been just as horny and pent up as I had been because I don't think I was jerking that thick throbbing monster cock for more than thirty or forty seconds before it went off in my paw. Of course cause of the alcohol I hadn't thought about what would happen when he shot. My mouth was open as the first thick blast hit me square in the chin, my tongue got coated in horse honey and I remember thinking it wasn't that bad tasting, what were the bitches all whining about. Next few jets I directed down onto my chest and I realised I didn't want to just stop I wanted to milk his balls as dry as he had sucked mine, so I kept going and he kept cumming. My chest and stomach were flooded, my sheets ended up soaked, I had to throw them out even after three washes they still stank of horse jizz.

He was spooning me when we woke up the next morning, I remember enjoying it right up until the hangover hit. Then, well he went back to his room and we couldn't look each other in the eye. He wanted to ask me out I could see it and hell maybe if he had that morning my life would have been very different, but he didn't that day or the next

Then I got a call from Cheryl and she told me the reason she had been giving me the cold shoulder was because she had missed her period. Yeap, I'd knocked her up and being the 'nice guy' I so desperately wanted to be I resolved to be there for her and my kid and well, no more cheating, no more men, no more exploration. So there you have it everything I ever did with another guy, one drunken nights fumbling," as he concluded his story the bear looked up to see the husky staring at his crotch, his jaw open his tongue sticking out as he panted.

"Wow, that was hot," whispered the husky his paws trying to pull his pants into a slightly more comfortable position, his cock was aching to be released. "So you never fucked or got fucked by a guy?"

"Well I fucked you last night a couple of times, I thought you might have noticed," chuckled the bear as he sat forward and held his paw out to the husky. "However, no-one's ever gone that way, no fingers no toys, nothing... it's a bit of a scary thought really."

Karl took the warm paw, feeling the brute strength of the bear as he squeezed the canine's paw in his and the pulled him to his feet and gasped as he was pulled down into the bear's lap. Cradled in the bear's strong arms the husky felt safe and warm and yet so very excited and trembling with need. Roy's head began to descend and the husky knew the bear was about to kiss him but he had to ask one last question before things went further," have you ever wanted to try it?"

The bear just smiled at him in reply and then the husky felt warm plush bear lips press to his, the thick velvetness sending electric jolts through his body. A huge paw caressed his cheek as the bear leaned him further back pressing his muzzle closer, his lips parted and an adventurous tongue sallied forth . Moaning the husky couldn't help but greet the tongue with his own, sliding it over the bigger thicker appendage, savouring the musky and mature flavour of the bear. He pushed his tongue up into the bear's maw where Roy softly suckled it as, his paws stroking down the canines shoulders and over his flanks and then onto his crotch.

The husky cried out in pleasure breaking the kiss as he felt thick ursine fingers grasping and squeezing his cock through his jeans. The bear's muzzle nuzzled and licked over his neck and he could feel his lover's hot breath as it caught in his plus fur as the bear nuzzled up to his ear. Then Karl heard the bear whisper, "so now you've sat in Santa's lap and told him what you want for Christmas, why don't you unwrap your present?"

Karl's ear's shot up as he heard those words, was that an invitation to fuck the bear, or just a general offer of sex? The husky couldn't decide but either way it was a clear invitation to undress the bear and whatever the result that was going to be a good thing. Resolving to try his old routine to seduce the bear into at least one fuck, maybe if he showed Roy how much pleasure could be gotten from a well trained cock inside him the bear would let him do more later. He had to try, he knew he couldn't be with a male who just wanted to top so if things were to work with the bear he had to get inside Roy and soon.

Slipping off the bear's lap and letting his paws glide slowly down the bear's belly, tugging on his shirt a little the husky smiled and replied, "mmmm such a beautiful present." He had his plan in mind, it was the same one he'd used a few months ago on a sexy doberman with a gut and a good twenty years on him had been fixing his car. It had been a simple matter of offering an 'oil change' the old guy hadn't been able to resist.

He'd given the dog a good slow suck job, keeping him on the edge and then began to suckle his balls, all the while using his paw to keep the old dog on the edge of please. A nibble along a sweaty taint and then a feast in his tailhole, a good tongue fucking, all the while the old dog whined and begged for release, while Karl's paw kept his at just before his peak. Then his mouth moved back to the cocktip, working it slowly getting the dog close again and again as his fingers started to fuck the hole spreading it wider and wider. The dog had been begging and whining as Karl had finally started to fuck him. He'd rutted the old canine fast and hard, knotting inside him before he relented and finally drove the old male howling over the edge of his orgasm... the old dog had been too exhausted and too blissed out to be angry. Hell he'd gotten his MOT for free and a promise of a free check-up whenever the husky wanted it.

Letting his fingers unbutton the bear's shirt slowly he exposed the bear's delicious stomach, round and plush. He moaned deeply as he reached the last button and slid his paws slowly spreading the shirt, his fingers stroking through lush fur. Squeezing the bear's shoulders he could feel firm muscle beneath, the bear may have some soft spots but the old bear had strength.

Then he let his paws slip lower, the softness of the bear's chest was wonderful he could feel the suppleness of the bear's flesh and beneath he could still feel the firmness of hard muscle and something more the rapid beating of an excited heart. Leaning over the young husky let his tongue lap slowly over Roy's left nipple, the warm moist muscle teasing softly around the fleshy nub, as he heard a deep throated moan escape the bear's lips. He suckled softly for a moment before letting his teeth gentle nip the fleshy nub. A deep rumbling growl sent vibrations through his muzzle but the bear held still and let him do as he wished. A good sign and Karl felt encouraged, he kissed the nipple softly as he pulled his muzzle away.

Licking and nuzzling over the soft warm mound of the bear's large stomach the husky slipped lower, his tongue leaving a trail through the white fur. The slippery muscle pressed into the navel delving as deep as he could tasting the muskyness of the bear's sweat. Then he moved lower nuzzling the firm fat package with his muzzle, he could feel the heat and firmness of a turgid pulsing length. The musky scent of an arousal male filling his nose, he basked in the scent of the bear the tangy, bitter scent of a powerful male.

His paws reached up and unbuttoned the bears jeans and then pulled down the fly to reveal a heavy bulging package contained in some white, heavily pre soaked boxers. Shoving his muzzle into the fly of the briefs he entered a wonderful hot damp musky world. The heat of the bear cock, musky stench of two huge sweaty orbs and the warmth of a thick throbbing length just aching for his touch. He lapped out slowly running his tongue over the hot meat and moaning in unison with the bear as he tasted that wonderful meat.

Done with taking it slow and teasing the husky slid his fingers under the bear's waistband and began to pull. The bear lifted himself up helping Karl as the young stud pulled his jeans and pants clear, leaving the bear mostly nude. Roy just lay back in the chair, his paws resting behind his head, his eyes down watching the wonderful show of a stud half his age kissing and exploring his hard cock.

Karl reached out and took the bears balls in both paws, his fingers rolling and teasing, tugging lightly on the furry sack. Kissing the tip the husky slowly let his lips part and muzzle slide forward. His tongue met the thick glans, eliciting a deep moan from the bear as he slid the mammoth cock into his maw. He couldn't believe he had taken this huge beast four times the previous night, the girth was impressive, wider than any cock he'd ever taken and the length wasn't bad either. Far more than his canine muzzle could hold, not that he let that stop him he stuffed his face full of the fat throbbing cock.

Roy moaned and gasped as he felt tight warm maw around his cock, a lively tongue squirming in the most wonderfully dirty way against his hot flesh. The husky could barely contain himself he slid his lips slowly up and down that hot length, loving the feel as the turgid meat slid in and out of his muzzle. The heat in his mouth was amazing, the feel of the hot meat, the delightful hardness and yet softness of the black thick cock. He could taste the tang of pre as it flooded his mouth, the bear's balls danced on his paw as the bear began to breath faster and faster. Deep rumbling moans filled the air as the husky's lips worker tirelessly driving the bear nearer and nearer to his orgasm.

Thrusting his head faster and faster the eager canine drove the moaning bear closer and closer. Stuffing that thick ursine cock as deep into his muzzle as he could, squeezing that hot length with his throat and tongue. Bear hips began to thrust involuntarily as Roy lost himself to the pure pleasure. Judging his time perfectly the young canine suddenly pulled his muzzle off the thick cock, eliciting deep disappointed moans from the sexy bear.

Dipping his muzzle lower he began to lap over the two huge orbs just dangling in front of his face. He could feel the heat and the throbbing as the two orbs danced, he could tell the bear was on the very edge of an orgasm. Grasping the hot bear length with his left paw he wrapped his fingers around the turgid length, his thumb placed on the glans gently stroking in circles, his pad already drenched in pre. Roy gasped and moaned as he danced on the edge of an orgasm, he felt the need to cum and yet the husky kept his motions just slow enough to prevent him falling over his peak.

Nosing under the two meaty orbs the canine nipped lightly on the bear's taint, getting a deep gasp. Chuckling to himself he rasped his tongue along the sweaty area flooding his mouth with the bear's powerful taste. With each lap he worked his way lower questing for his ultimate target. The with a deep groan from the bear and a metallic taste greeting his tongue he knew he had reached the bear's pucker. It was clean, thankfully, and the bear suddenly shuffled back a little, lifting his thighs and pushing his ass off the chair a bit more his tailhole sliding right to the husky's lips. It was as open an invitation as Karl had ever been given.

Running his tongue over the sweaty pucker, teasing every inch, and then pressing his tonguetip against the fleshy doughnut, squirming muscle against clenching muscle. However, as he teased the warm mound he could feel the muscle begin to loosen, his paw was working non-stop teasing the bear's cocktip keeping him so close to the edge. Forming a point with his tongue the husky thrust it forward and, with a deep moan from the bear, pushed through the ring of tight muscle.

Tight muscle clenched around his tongue, pausing for a moment the canine waited for the bear to adjust before thrusting his tongue deeper and then deeper, swirling around inside the bear's tight ring. With each motion the bear moaned and yet with each motion the muscles contracting Karl's tongue relaxed further. Smiling the husky placed his lips either side of the tight ring of muscle the husky pulled his tongue back a little and then thrust back in deeper. He felt the bear clench and moan and then relax around him. He thrust his tongue deeper and deeper the moans and gasps of the bear delightful to his ears, his paw worked the drooling bear shaft expertly teasing the tip keeping the bear poised on the edge.

Roy writhed under the assault and then suddenly an electric flash of pleasure shot up his spine surpassing everything he had felt. He cried out almost cumming from the sheer unexpected joy. Karl recognised the coppery taste of the gland his tongue caressed and thrust against it again and again, teasing the bear's prostate stilling his thumb on the bear's cock to hold the bear's orgasm at bay. With each thrust Roy moaned and thrust back against the husky's lips and tongue.

Judging that the bear was ready for the next step Karl shoved his free paw into his pocket and pulled out a packet of lube, taking a few seconds to unfasten his own pants and free his cock from the constricting confirms of his underwear. His dextrous fingers managed to tear open the lube packet without the help of the other paw. With practiced motions he managed to coat three of his fingers with lube. Then he pulled his tongue out of the bear only to hear deep grunts and moans of protest at the removal of the stimulation.

Stopping the complaints with his mouth around the warm pre soaked ursine cocktip the husky swiftly moved his paw. He knew that it wouldn't be long before the bear's tight ring closed up and he would have to start over. So he didn't hesitate he just thrust his index finger in roughly, getting a gasp and a slight whine from the bear. He let his tongue swirl around the bear's cocktip as his finger started to fuck the tight ring faster and faster, making smooth circular motions slowly stretching the ring further.

As the bear's moans and whines began to die down the husky added a second finger, not wanting to lose the momentum. As he felt the bear's tight ring squeezing his two digits together he couldn't help but imagine how good that tightness would feel gripping his cock. His cock was constantly dripping pre onto the jeans pooled beneath him, soaking the denim fabric. He promised himself that it wouldn't be much longer, soon he would piece that ring with his drooling cock and claim the bear's anal cherry for himself.

A third finger joined the two fucking the bear, Roy took the new one with a gasp and then thrust his hips back for more, those digits worked the tight ring open further and further. Unable to hold off any more Karl let the cocktip slip from his muzzle, his free paw instantly returning to tease the shaft. He looked up at the bear and he could see the bear's eyes were vacant, he was lost to the pleasure the husky had been driving into him. Being kept so close to his orgasm for so long had rendered the alpha male defenceless, it was the perfect time to take the final step.

Rising up and his knees the canine carefully lifted his cock getting it closer and closer to the bear's ass. Counting the thrusts he made with his paw he looked down and saw his spear-like cocktip drooling pre an inch from the bear's spread pucker. Judging that it was finally time for him to claim the male he committed to the final step, his fingers were pulled from the bear's ass and half a heartbeat later he thrust with his hips, the bear's pucker hadn't even begun to close before the thick meat pressed into it.

With a cry of bliss Karl felt the bear's doughnut clenching around his cocktip, he was inside the bear. He looked up as he heard the bear cry out and a deep growl rumbling in his chest. He met it with a growl of his own, the bear was his bitch for the night and he wasn't going to let anything stop him claiming the Roy's ass. With a savage thrust he forced half his cock into the bear, stuffing the ursine with thick canine cock. Roy cried out again and whimpered slightly and as he did so Karl thrust again hard, forcing his hips flush to the bear's his cock buried up to the knot inside the bear.

Leaping up the bear, the canine kissed the bear's gasping lips passionately, his tongue dominating the bear's mouth as he felt the ring fighting against his knot. He snarled with lust promising himself that he would stuff that knot into the bear, no matter how much he whined or squealed his bitch was getting tied tonight. For the moment though he just held still feeling the bear's tight confines clenching and twitching around his thick meat, he could feel the bear's pulse through his cock as both their hearts raced.

Moaning into the passionate kiss Karl was surprised when he felt the bear's hips being pressed against him, the bear was asking for more, begging for more. He squeezed the ursine cock in his paw and then pulled his hips back and thrust, he was overwhelmed by the sheer pleasure that raced over his cock, running up his spine and through every fibre of his being. He couldn't stop himself he couldn't hold back any further his hips rocked back and forth hard and fast. His thick meat ramming the bear's tight virginal ass with each savage thrust he felt the bear's ring give a little, his knot pushing a little deeper.

His own orgasm was suddenly rushing towards him and Karl had to fight it back as he desperately fucked the bear smashing his knot against the spread ring again and again. Working it deeper and deeper, his hips thrusting harder and harder driven by primitive bestial urges the canine fought to tie to his bitch. With an extra savage thrust he felt his knot finally slide past the ring, he howled out loud not holding back anything as his knot began to swell inside his bitch. He fucked with all the speed and strength his body could muster his cock only able to move half an inch back and forth. His knot squeezing the bear's prostate and suddenly Roy cried out and the husky's paw was coated with thick bear cum as the paw in his cock throbbed.

The ass around his cock and knot became suddenly incredibly thigh, almost painfully so as the bitch orgasmed around him. Karl howled again and again until his throat was sore as his cock erupted inside the bear pumping floods of husky jizz deep into his lover. Fucking on nothing more than instinct the husky continued to breed his bitch emptying every last drop into the tight confines of the bear.

Half a minute later the dog collapsed on top of the bear panting, his head spinning and his body feeling more drained than ever before. He felt two strong bear arms suddenly holding him and the tenderness of a loving nuzzle and some soft kisses on his cheek, neck and shoulders. Closing his eyes Karl held on to Roy as the two panted and basked in the afterglow.

Eventually Roy muttered, "so that' what it's like to be on the other side."

"Yeap, did you enjoy it?" chuckled the husky although he was fairly sure of the answer given the bear cum drying on his paws.

"I can see why you let me do it four times last night," replied the bear with a smile and a soft kiss to the husky's cheek. "I really wasn't expecting this Christmas to be anything but absolute misery. Thank you for turning a shit day into something amazing. So erm...how long until you can pull out?"

"Twenty minutes or so," Karl replied as he lay his head down on the broad chest of his lover.

"So not a good time to need to pee?" Muttered the bear and then, as the husky looked up in shock, he grinned and stuck out his tongue. "What? Santa's not allowed to make a joke?"

"No, Santa is supposed to lay there and be all 'oh wow what an awesome fuck I just received I can't wait to get another'," snorted the husky with a sly smile, his paws stroking down the bear's back to grope his ample rump.

Roy just laughed in response and gave the husky a tender kiss before laying his head back against the chair. A second or two later the husky lay his head down against the bear's broad chest and sighed happily as a large ursine paw stroked his hair lovingly.

The two simply lay there basking in each other's presence, lost in each other's embrace. Karl wondered what lay in store for them over the coming weeks and months. He knew Roy would try to get his visitation rights back so he could see his kids again and the husky would be there supporting him. The young Oscar had been a mirror of his father in many ways, he'd not been afraid when he'd shown up at his bedroom window. He hadn't panicked like Karl had feared he would, just opened the window and demanded to know who he was. It had been cute to see the young male and yet slightly sad to see the anger and hurt in his eyes, a mirror of his father's.

The husky wondered how the boy would take to his father dating someone just a few years older than him and male. He found himself wondering how his family would take it when he finally told them he was gay and dating a guy at least twice his age. It all seemed so scary and yet as he lay surrounded by the huge bear's arms he didn't feel scared of any of it.

If you enjoyed this, part 3 can be found here https://www.sofurry.com/view/949950