Jack slid his hands over his legs. The muscles were tender, like they always were after a game. Nobody had sacked him, at least; he didn't envy the quarterback. The muscle pain felt good in a masochistic way. The moose got off on working out and putting his body to the test. And yet again, he had proven himself. He was looking forward to a hot shower and a good night's rest. The shower he was saving for home. After a game, he liked to indulge in a shower, not spend it anticipating a towel-snap or looking for openings to give one of his own.

Although that night he had the locker room to himself. The rest of the team had gone out to party. Usually at least one or two of them stayed behind, but this time, Jack was the only outlier. That didn't bother him very much; he was a team player but some solitude was nice after three hours of taking orders and shouting and sweating.

He left on his jockstrap. It was yellowed with sweat, smelly with musk, but so was his body and he didn't see much point in slipping on a pair of boxers he'd have to toss in the hamper as soon as he got home. He made ready to slip on his jeans, but stopped when he heard the door rattle.

"That you, coach?" he called.

No reply. Jack smiled slightly. It wasn't unheard of for admirers to let themselves into the locker room, be they lusty cheerleaders or fags. A mouth was a mouth as far as Jack was concerned.

"If you came to get gangbanged by the team, it's just me."

Paws settled onto Jack's shoulders. He didn't flinch, although he was disturbed by the fact that he hadn't so much as intuited the stranger. The paws were soft, obviously feminine, and Jack leaned back slightly. "Hey, baby," he said. "Don't be shy."

"You were good tonight," she said close to an ear.

The voice was so high and young that Jack frowned and half-turned on the bench, finishing his look back by turning his head. What he saw was disconcerting: a girl who couldn't have been older than twelve. She was dressed in a pink skirt, a yellow tee with a silver butterfly graphic on its chest, sandals and a silver hair clip. She was a brown bear, and her smile was anything but childish.

The moose asked, "What are you doing in here, kid? [i]How[/i] are you in here?"

"I snuck in, doofus," the bear snickered. "'Cuz I wanted to meet you."

"Uh-huh," Jack murmured. He was content in the knowledge that he was no pedophile, that he found her cute but that was it, though he knew if someone came in and saw him in his jockstrap in front of a child, things would turn sour in a hurry. "Maybe you, uh, ought to leave the way you came in, little girl."

She shamelessly invaded his personal space. The confident jock recoiled but stopped before he tipped himself off the bench, and in that crucial moment, the bear kissed him and her tongue swabbed his lips. Jack's eyes shot open and he grabbed her hip and shoulder so he could push her away. Undeterred, she took hold of his antlers and growled, "What's the matter, mister? You don't like kissing?"

"What the fuck," Jack grunted. "Kid-, are you actually a kid, or you some dwarf? Someone put you up to this, didn't they? One of the guys?"

The bear giggled. "Oh, trust me, I'm a kid. I turn eleven in like six months." She grabbed the bottom edge of her tee; Jack noticed that her claws had been painted pink. As she peeled up her shirt, baring her smooth chest, she whispered, "And my name is Penny."

The moose gawked at her chest. He was a guy who happened to like titties, the bigger the better in his humble opinion, but he also didn't turn down women just for having mosquito bites. Painting some A-cups with his moose slop was a good time, after all, but Penny didn't even have that going for her. Her pink nipples were stiff and there was a prepubescent scent about her, delicate and unnerving in its allure. The jock said, "Whoa, kid, hold the fuck up. I ain't some kiddy-diddler."

"No?" Penny asked. She sounded mildly hurt but kept grinning like a demon. "I bet I can change that." She leaned hard on him, putting a knee on the bench and her chest against his hard muscles. "Gawd, you're sweaty and hot," Penny growled. She nibbled at his neck, pinching and preening, then continued up his chin while he tilted his head, seemingly in an attempt to resist her. Then onto his arm, over his shoulder before going under it. Despite himself, the moose raised his arm slightly and bared the sweat and hair of his armpit. As Penny nosed in, she shuddered, "And you're so fucking [i]musky,[/i] dude..."

"You're a weird-ass kid," the moose grunted. He kept glancing at the door, his mind racing at the notion that someone could come in at any moment. But as much as he told himself that he didn't do kids, he loved her bluntness and the appreciation she showed for his scent and body. "Look, Penny, come on, I'm like fourteen years older than you."

"Oh well," she giggled. She touched her nose to his snout; she smelled of his armpit, foul and sweaty. The girl slid a paw over the lump in his jockstrap and said, "I can feel your heartbeat in your dick. You're getting a fucking boner." She was grinning wider than ever, showing teeth. [i]"Hmmm.[/i] Maybe you want to cum inside a little girl's pussy? Maybe my ass?"

Jack cringed, but his penis throbbed. It was straightening, tenting the yellowed fabric of his jockstrap. "Fuck, kid, shut up."

The girl licked his maw with her broad tongue. Jack stubbornly pursed his lips, but Penny slipped her fingers under his jockstrap and squeezed the pink meat of his cock. He groaned through his teeth and gripped the edge of the bench; Penny squeezed him tighter, stroked for a few tantalizing moments, and slid her tongue over the shiny enamel of his teeth.

"You are su-u-uch a pedophile," Penny snickered. "Come on, dork, let me drain these big balls." Her fingers slid over his scrotum, bristling the stripe of hair following its center. "Bet you nut like a fire hose with balls like these. Yeah, you're just fucking [i]full[/i] of cum."

The moose huffed in her face. "Yeah, I guess I do nut pretty hard," he admitted. "God dammit, you're not gonna quit, are you? You little shit."

"I always get my way," the bear snickered. She kissed him again and he permitted her tongue, but when she slid it past his teeth, he invaded her young, wet maw with his own tongue. The girl cooed a moan for him and kneaded his sweaty balls in her paw.

Jack strummed her nipples with his thick fingers and she pushed into him. He breathed with her, sharing air as he slid his fingers down. Over her slim belly, then under her skirt. He traced the impression of her young labia and she whined for him, grabbed his wrist and held his hand close.

He licked at the back of her mouth. It wasn't difficult to do so; she was accommodating but still growing, and his tongue was a fat, dexterous slab of meat. Saliva oozed down their chins in sticky ribbons. His penis leaked precum constantly and stained her soft pads.

The girl pulled out of the kiss, gasping and grinning. "Holy shit, dude, you didn't need much convincing."

Jack managed a grin in return. "Don't remind me. Just get me off, baby."

Penny's paws slid over Jack's behind. "You can fuck me any way you want to, how's that for getting off?" A lewd rumble shook her chest and she nipped Jack's chin. "God, you have such a nice ass... bet you get real musky out there playing with your balls, huh? You're so sweaty."

Lustfully, like a lover, the moose licked her neck and chin. She shivered and tilted back her head. "You know it, kid," he lowly said. "Yeah, you wanna taste some jock ass? You hungry for that, Penny?" Fingering her through her panties, touching her just below the embroidered butterfly. "You're actually getting wet, holy shit."

She growled. "Just 'cuz I haven't hit puberty doesn't mean I don't get turned on, loser." They grinned at each other, bumped noses, and Jack smacked a kiss on her lips. "Show me that sweaty ass, dude. I'm gonna shove my tongue up to your fucking tonsils."

"You got a serious potty mouth," Jack laughed. "Where'd you learn to talk that way?" He kissed her quickly, then nudged her back. On a whim he bent down and twirled his tongue around a nipple.

Penny stroked between his antlers, shivering from the lick. "Watching porn," she said bluntly. "And fucking foul-mouthed pricks like you." She kissed him on the forehead and said, "Now show me that ass, dude."

"Bossy kid," Jack chuckled. "But fuck, I'd be lying if I said that it wasn't kinda hot." He turned away from the girl and in the same motion knelt on the bench. He rested on his legs, his muscular but somewhat round ass in view, and subtly tugged at his right cheek, showing Penny a glimpse of his sweaty pucker.

The young bear growled as she nosed the crevice before her. His moose musk was ripe, the sweat in his crack making humid and cloying. Indulgently she nuzzled between his ass cheeks, especially smearing the broad pad of her nose into his pink anus. After a snuffle, she said, "Fu-u-uck, dude, you're [i]ripe.[/i] Gawd, I love eating jock ass." Her tongue slathered his rim, laying down a ribbon of drool. She pawed over his exposed buttocks, squeezing and kneading them like they were pieces of dough. She pulled them apart and smacked a wet kiss on his anus, then squeezed the cheeks against her snout and hemmed herself in with his vulgar musk.

Jack exhaled heavily. Precum leaked through his soaked jock. He squeezed his cock under the fabric and said, "You eat ass like your life depends on it, kid. That feels fucking amazing."

"Damn right," she growled, grinning. She slipped her thumbs between his cheeks and tugged at the edges of his pucker. When there was just enough room, she slipped her tongue inside and lapped the roof of his anal passage; Jack gnashed his teeth and clenched involuntarily.

"Fuck, babe," the moose groaned through his teeth. "I ain't usually one to nut just from having my ass tongued, but you're pushing my buttons."

Penny snuffled the moose and dug her tongue deep inside. Her teeth prickled him and so did her pink claws, pushing into his ass cheeks until the fatty flesh dimpled. A wet spot blossomed in her panties, darkening the fabric, though her scent was mild compared to the moose's mature musk.

She pulled her tongue free but kept her snout between his cheeks, and reached under the waistband of his jock. Into his ass she grumbled, "I need this big dick inside me, dude."

Jack was still huffing softly. His asshole quivered against her nose and lips, and he felt the slime of her drool inside of him. "Yeah, I agree," he breathed. "I'm gonna fuck the shit out of you, little girl."

That got her to giggle like a girl her age. She licked crudely over one of his ass cheeks, mussing up the fur. "Yeah? Fuck the shit out of me, huh? Do it, then."

She stepped back and was just peeling down her panties when Jack turned and sat. He watched with clear interest as the child's panties inverted, clinging to her wet pussy. He licked his lips as he thought about that delicate cunt and its immature taste. Penny noted his gaze and said wryly, "Want a taste before you slip that fat cock inside me, dude?"

"Maybe later." Quickly he pulled his jockstrap down, and his cock sprung free: eight, nine, maybe even ten inches of uncircumcised flesh for her to consider. He saw the lust in her honey-hued eyes, and he wagged his cock back and forth. For just a second he thought about fucking her, ruining that cute little pussy of hers. Even her ass was a good target, and if she liked it in the ass as well as she ate it, he thought she'd be into it.

He stood and her gaze followed his penis. "Holy shit, dude, that's a [i]monster.[/i] Stick it in." She started to turn, but Jack gently stopped her. One of his hands was on her shoulder, the other cupping her cheek and chin lovingly.

"Sorry, beautiful," he chuckled. "But I made up my mind before you even had your tongue up my ass." The jock pulled her in and bumped his cock to her lips. She didn't balk, didn't even hesitate: her jaws parted and Jack slid inside. He moaned as her soft tongue and lips brushed along his cock. "Hell yeah," the moose shuddered. "You swallow cock, kid?" he hopefully asked.

"Mmhmm," the girl crooned as she slathered the underbelly of his throbbing penis. Her paws luxuriated on his firm buttocks, squeezing and rubbing in symmetry before coming around to cup his balls. Her eyes peered up at his, a smile tugging the corners of her mouth.

Jack had to grin. "You're real cute, Penny. Especially with all that dick in your mouth." He petted her head, sliding his fingers through her dark hair and over the curves of her ears. Finally he cupped the back of her head and started to push against her throat. The girl's eyes shut tight and Jack saw a teardrop, but she pushed into him and swallowed. She gagged and Jack moaned as his cock slipped into her throat; the moose shuddered and pulled her in until her nose touched the unruly thatch of his pubic hair.

The girl smelled his musky bush and groaned around his cock. Drool was beginning to dribble from the corners of her maw, and it found its way down her chin and the curve of his scrotum. As much as she could, she gulped on his member, swallowing it, gagging a few times. The choking sounds she made thrilled the moose and he worked his hips. He was gentle at first, not wanting to hurt the cub, but Penny grabbed his ass cheeks and pulled him in, making her readiness clear.

"You want your throat fucked, that it, babe?" Jack huffed. He was grinning down at her, savoring the look of her full maw. He never got tired of bulging out somebody's cheeks and throat, but on such a small girl, it was egregious.

Each time he pulled back, he paused when he felt the tight flap of muscle where her throat ended and her maw began. Tickling her throat with the head of his cock made her sputter and swallow, and the pleasure it gave him was immense. He had his teeth clenched when he did it, and he watched and listened as she tried not to choke. "Goddamn, baby," he sighed, "you swallow cock better than most adults I've fucked, you believe that? You are a fucking [i]prodigy."[/i]

She squeezed his ass, extruding the slight later of fat through her fingers like cookie dough. The moose pushed against her paws; he liked how grabby she was, and he always loved a lady who knew exactly what she wanted. "Grab my ass, baby, touch it all you want," he said. "You know you wanna feel this perfect bod all over."

She rolled her eyes but Jack thought it was cute, especially on her preteen face. He snickered and moved his hips, not building up a rhythm but starting with one. He pinched his tongue in his grinning teeth and his eyelids drifted shut; he was playing with her long, soft hair, curling and mussing it around his fingers, but mostly he just kept a controlling grip on her head. "Fu-u-uck yes," the moose groaned. He bucked quicker, and the girl burbled and choked but kept molesting his rear, soon working her way down his hard legs. His hefty balls swatted her neck with each buck, and the child's slobber was starting to cake them. Heavy droplets of the fluid spattered on the tile.

"I never nutted in a kid before," the moose said, sounding both excited and apprehensive. "You're a fuckin' temptress is what you are, Penny," he huffed, "corrupting good boys like me with your flat little titties and your ass-eating tongue..." He grinned down at her, teeth on full display, and he thought from the look in her eyes that she was trying to grin back.

The moose grunted and shuddered. His cock was throbbing hard, veins standing out on its surface. He suddenly popped it out of her throat and she was still coughing and spitting up mingled fluids when he pulled it free entirely.

"What-, the fuck-," Penny coughed, glaring up at him with teary but vengeful eyes, "did you do that for, asshole?"

"'Cuz I got somethin' better in mind for the big finish," Jack quickly explained. He pulled the girl up; she was so light that moving her took no effort on his part. He found that he liked how she felt in his arms, so small and delicate. First he put a quick kiss on her musky, wet lips, then helped her to the bench, lying lengthwise with her head hanging over the edge and her pert pink nipples pointing at the ceiling.

The girl didn't bitch anymore. She was waiting for Jack, mouth open, huffing; when he slipped back inside she didn't even choke. Her back arched and she gripped the bench, but Jack's bucking didn't bother her.

"Fuck, that's it," Jack breathed. "Love that throat, kid. And now I'm gonna try this, too." He bent over her and, with some effort, touched his nose to the demure split of her pussylips. Her prepubescent smell was deliciously taboo like his first beer when he'd been close to her age. He mouthed her young mound, suckling her like an overripe peach, the fuzz tickling him. The girl reached in, rubbed his snout, then spread her lips. Jack shoved his tongue inside and she tensed, gurgling around his penis. Inside the girl was shockingly wet; Jack's tongue tingled with her immature flavor, and he slurped deep and hard, scooping and twisting his tongue into her while his hips pounded her face like a piston.

Penny hugged the moose's burly torso and hugged his neck with her deceptively strong legs, holding him in place, though there didn't seem to be a need for that; he was eating her messily and loudly, slobbering deep inside of her, leaving hot ribbons of drool.

The moose's penis bulged against her throat. She was choking on it, but the musky, salty flavor was bliss; her nose was in his balls, that grubby streak of pubic hair tickling her nostrils. She reached for his bottom with her needy paws and grabbed, then smacked his hard ass a few times. He grunted and his bucks, already hard, became even more dominating.

She squeezed his head in her thighs as she came. Her young body shivered and tensed, her vaginal muscles constricting around his huge and sloppy tongue. He didn't let up with his hips or his tongue; in fact he hunkered down and fucked her as hard as he could. His balls came crashing into her snout again and again, and the young bear could only whimper and sputter as he used her throat.

He yanked his snout out of her box but her legs kept him close. He was panting, cringing. Suddenly he pushed his cock as deep as he could make it go, suffocating the girl and burying her nose under his balls. A deep, braying groan escaped him and rope after rope of fat, fertile moose seed poured into Penny's gullet. He panted and grimaced, gripping the bench, pulling against her legs which seemed permanently knotted around his head. "God-, ooh, [i]damn,[/i] haven't cracked a nut like that in a fucking month, kid."

Slowly, very mindful of his size in his afterglow, Jack slid his still-hard cock out of her maw. She let it go, but caressed it with her tongue and caught the dribbles of semen it was still drooling. After a swallow to clear her maw and a moment to slurp a stripe of cum off of her cheek, Penny cooed, "You fuck like a monster, dude. You gotta tear up my pussy." She huffed. "Or my ass."

"We'll see what happens, babe," Jack sighed. He was tired but happy, and all the aches of the game were becoming apparent. He gave one of her shapely legs a rub before he straightened up and dismounted. As he helped her to sit up, he said, "So when am I gonna see you again, Penny?"

She looked tired, too, but managed a devious grin. Her fingers curled around his flaccid penis. "I dunno. You ever babysit?"

Jack leaned down and pecked her sticky lips. "I might take it up, now that you mention it."

Penny didn't let him go; she grabbed one of his antlers and kept him close, slipping her tongue into his maw. Close enough that they shared breath, she growled, "I figured you'd say that."