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This is the first part of a series I hope to write. As always this is fantasy thus not real life no one should do or try anything like what happens in the story. I've wrote this in about two hours and edited in thirty minutes so please be gentle and point out anything that can be fixed in the story. ", "writing": "We were marching to the mess hall when Mr. Bergs the camps leader called for me over the camp’s loud speakers. I heard whispers starting about me from the other scouts even before a camp counselor’s heavy hand came down on the shoulder and pulled me out of line with the other scouts. I was scared about Mr. Bergs calling my name over the loud speaker, he only called one of the scouts name when we did something bad like steal extra food from the lunch line or broke curfew. I looked up to the tiger and wanted to ask the camp counselor if I had done anything wrong but a grin from the tiger that showed enough teeth to make me glad I wasn’t snack stopped me.\nMr. Bergs’ office was on the whole other side of camp from the mess hall so it was a long walk in silence that only made me afraid of why I had been called down and what Mr. Bergs might do. There were lots of rumors about Mr. Bergs around the camp but the one I was scared of was that he made scouts he didn’t like disappear and that was why he was so happy all the time, no one who made him mad ever stayed around. I gulped and chewed on my bottom lip nervously as Mr. Bergs’ office came into view. My feet dragging in the ground between steps as the counselor pulled me to follow him. \nThe walk way up to Mr. Bergs’ office was up a hill and only had enough room for one person to walk up it, so the counselor pushed me ahead of him and walked behind me. Every ten creaky wooden step I would look back to see the counselor right behind me and he would push me on. Mr. Bergs was waiting for me in the doorway of his office when I got up there, his arms were crossed the same way my dad did when he was mad when me or my brother brought home bad grades. And every time my dad crossed his arms angrily I would getting spanked for sure afterwards for sure. I rubbed my butt at the thought of Mr. Bergs spanking me and thought it was even worse than disappearing.\n Mr. Bergs is a bear much like myself but unlike me he had light brown fur and was big like the people in my brothers football poster and not chubby like me. He wore light brown shorts and button up top that matched his fur along with a colorful scarf type thing. I couldn’t remember the name but I thought it sound like a bad word.\n“Carl you can go back to the other scouts I’ll be with Ben for a while” Mr. Bergs said as I came up to the platform before his office. A whimper escaped me at what he said and I rubbed my butt again. A while was long enough for him to make me go away or spank me and my brother already told me dad was only sending me to camp to get rid of me for the summer what if he wanted to get rid of me forever.\nI looked back to the tiger hopping he might save me from certain doom but he wasn’t paying attention to me and the smile was gone to be replaced by a frown. Mr. Bergs and the tiger was quite for a while but I knew they were doing, have a conversation I couldn’t understand by the way they narrowed their eyes. My mom and dad were having a lot of those lately. “When I get older I’m going to learn to do that” I thought about the silent conversation.\n“Don’t worry Carl you may come and join me and Ben” Mr. Bergs laid a hand on my head as he said my name “ when you bring him back later this week.” The counselor smile came back but not as big as it had been as he turned on his hills and left. “Come in Ben” Mr. Bergs told me and it wasn’t much of a choice as his hand became stronger and pushed me in. I turned back to see just the cap of the counselor disappear along with my hope of not disappearing or getting a spanking with him go down the walkway again as the door was closed behind me.\nInside Mr. Bergs’ office the air conditioner gave off a low rumble as it pumped air in the room, and I let out a sigh as the cool air hit my sweaty fur. We had been running the camps obstacle course before we walked to the mess hall and I was pulled from the line.\n“Do you want something to eat Ben, you must be hungry and I have cookies” Mr. Bergs said point out a plate of cookies as his desk to me as we walked in the office. I could almost hear my stomach growl the word cookies as the fresh baked sweets wafted into my nose, the mess hall didn’t even have fresh baked cookies. Mr. Bergs’ hand came down to stop me before I could run over and eat the plate of cookies. “If you want the cookies you have to promise to do as I say.” He said and a shook my head. “Promise like a real scout” he said with a slight tone of disapproval.\nI pressed the back of my hand to my forehead, stood up straight and said “I Benjamin E. Luke promise to do as you say sir.” He smiled and let me go. I bounded off to a seat in front his desk, pulled my feet under me as I sat down and ate cookies. Mr. Bergs sat down and fumbled with drawers and stuff while I ate cookies but I didn’t notice what he was doing. After finishing a plate of chocolate cookies Mr. Bergs handed me a cold juice box and I looked at it for a second before drinking it. My brother said juice boxes were for kids and I wasn’t a kid, I was thirteen. \n“Now before I tell you why I brought you up here you have to promise never to tell anyone or I might get in trouble for letting you do this.” He said and I asked him why between sips of a second juice box he handed me after taking the first empty one. “They wouldn’t think your old enough” he said sounding a little tired.\n“I’m old enough to do anything.” I blurted out not adding that my mom told me that I was.\n“Good” he smiled and sounded happy again “Well I want to play a game with you, something I only play with someone I really like.” \n“So you won’t make me disappear because you like me?” I asked and he chuckled in response.\n“Of course not I wouldn’t make anyone disappear especially a cute little cub like yourself.” He patted me on my head and I blushed. The only one who ever called me cute was my mom and I think she had to by law.\n“The game I want to play is one that only adults are supposed to do,” he pressed two fingers to his mouth and said “so shush.” I pushed to fingers to my mouth like he did and nodded. “This game is played naked so we got to undress” he stood up from his chair behind the desk and started to unbutton his shirt from the top. \nI didn’t want to take of my clothes and get naked in front of other people but I wanted to play the game and I promised Mr. Bergs I’d do what he said. And a scout doesn’t break a promise. “I never played this game before Mr. Bergs.” I told him as I set down my juice box, a little embarrassed I didn’t know how to play. \n“Don’t worry I’ll explain it to you as we go” he said as he got the last button of his shirt open and I don’t know why but I enjoyed the sight of him without a shirt. I felt my cock stir in my pants the same way I did when I put my hands down my pants and played for it. I had been calling my cock a wee wee for a long time till my dad told my brother to talk to me after he caught me putting my hands down my pants at the dinner table. MY dad seemed mad with me doing it so I did it only when no one was looking.\nMy brother had told me it was called a cock and would get hard when you rubbed it, he told me a lot other things but I think he just wanted to gross me out.\n“Oh ok” I said with embarrassment making my voice to crack and started off small with my hat. Mr. Bergs was already working on his shorts when I was starting on getting my shirt off. I kind of felt like a pervert watching him but I wanted to see him naked. \n“Be right back pup I have to get something for the game.” he said in nothing more than underwear, but his underwear was weird having no back so his butt showed when he walked away to the back of his office. And I thought they looked kind of wet before he turned around. I was only in my captain bruin boxers when Mr. Bergs came back with what looked like a liquid soap bottle. “Looks like someone enjoying the game before it starts.” He teased as he gestured down to my boxers before setting down the bottle and taking the empty juice boxes and plate of cookie crumbs away. I looked down to see my boxers were tented by my cock and a little bit wet. \nI pulled at the elastic of my boxers to see why my boxers were wet. I knew I hadn’t used the bathroom accidently. I touched the spot inside my boxers where it was wet and it felt sticky and cold. “Need help with that cub” Mr. Bergs said as he came back in the room.\n“No I’m sorry please don’t tell my dad” I said pulling my hands from my pants and looking at my feet were my scouts uniform laid. My mom would be mad if she saw me out of my scouts uniform, my uncle had gotten it for me for a gift.\n“And why would I tell your dad?” Mr. Bergs asked as he stood in front of me hands on his hips. Mr. Bergs was naked as he stood in front of me and it only made me feel more like a pervert for seeing him naked like this. But even with feeling like a pervert I looked up at Mr. Bergs and noticed his cock was hard like mine but wasn’t being blocked by underwear. Mr. Bergs was the first man I seen naked and I was a little envious to see his cock was much bigger than mine as it stuck straight up.\n“My dad said I shouldn’t put my hands in my pants.” I told him after noticing I had been looking at his cock for a long time and when I looked up at his face to see his response he was smiling like the Counselor who had brought me up here was. \n“Well when you’re in here with me you don’t have to worry about pants cause you can be naked if you want.” He said and the way he said “if you want” sounded like he’d be disappointed if I didn’t want to. I confirmed I heard him by taking off my boxers and adding them to the pile of clothes I already took off. \n“Ok now we can start.” He told me as he walked over and gathered up my clothes “In this game you do as I say and if you do it well enough you get all your clothes back.” \n“And if I don’t do good?” I asked curiously. He just smiled but didn’t answer and threw my clothes into the backroom of his office he had been going into and shut the door. My eyes widened with what might happen if I didn’t do well at Mr. Bergs’ game, he might have made me go back to the bunks naked. And I didn’t want that to happen so I thought to myself that I was going to do my best.\nMr. Bergs walked over to his chair and sat down with his legs spread wide before saying “Ok now that were both naked I want you to come over and sit in my lap.” I didn’t like sitting in people’s laps since it was for babies that still went to see Santa in the mall my brother told me but I did it anyway. I had a hard time pulling myself up so Mr. Bergs helped me and sat me so that his cock was wedged between his and my own stomach. \nHis cock was warm and was leaking something clear. I knew he wasn’t using the bathroom cause it was running to slow, so I put a finger to the tip of his cock to collect some liquid and he shuddered. “What’s this” I asked raising my finger that was sticky with the fluid.\nIt took him a second to answer after letting a grunt as I shifted in his lap, rubbing against his cock “That’s pre cum” he told me “it’s the stuff that flows before a man is about to.” He a paused for a second to think of the world before saying “comes.”\n“Does coming hurt” I asked as I shifted till I got to a spot the felt good in his lap, the spot had my cock pressed under his as it was sandwiched between us. It felt good, like I mean really good.\nIt took him a little longer this time to gather himself but with a deep breath and a grunt he answered “no.” he looked almost frustrated. “Ok cub this might be cold but its ok and don’t move.” he said and I looked up at him odd not quite understanding what he meant. \nReaching for his desk his grabbed the bottle and squeezed clear liquid from the soap bottle into his hand. With one of his thigh he spread my legs apart and grabbed hold of my butt with the hand that didn’t have stuff in it. He pushed me up till my head was pressing had against his chest and I was on my knees in his chairs. I started to ask something but he shushed me. With the hand the grabbed my butt he pulled one of my butt cheeks to the side and then pressed to soap covered fingers against my hole. \nI whimpered out and was going to say something as I felt the cold liquid hit my ass but he shushed me and started to slowly spread the liquid over my ass. After all the liquid from his hand had been rubbed into my butt he grabbed the bottle and started to squirt the liquid directly against my spread butt. I wanted to say something or ask him if this was the part of the game but he shushed me again and after I stopped trying to ask questions. \nAfter a while my butt was all wet and Mr. Bergs stopped pouring more liquid on it. Before I could ask he told me “Its lube it’ll make the game easier.” I just shook my head that I understood but didn’t. I didn’t know what lube was but if Mr. Bergs thought I was big enough to do grown up stuff I didn’t want to look dumb by telling him I didn’t know grown up stuff. \nAnd then I thought about the questions I asked him when I got his lap and how he reacted. I was going to make it up to him by not asking anymore questions. Mr. Bergs let go of holding my butt open as he pressed a finger into the crack of it. I didn’t know how he found it with all the liquid back their but he found my butthole and pressed his finger to it. I was going to say how nasty it was but stopped myself before my lips moved, remembering I wasn’t supposed to ask any questions. \nCircling my butthole he applied pressure until the tip of a finger was pressed into it. I hissed and whimpered as I wrapped around his stomach in reflex to feeling my butthole stretched. “Don’t worry cub I’m just getting you ready so it won’t hurt as much later.” He said pressing his finger in a little deeper before pulling it out. I wanted to wonder what he meant by later but I couldn’t get a thought going for long as I felt his finger push itself into my butt. The pleasure of feeling his finger pushing in me and the pain that mixed together made my mind fuzzy.\nAfter a while I felt his palm touch my butt and his finger was all the way in my butt and he added a second finger to start it all over again. He added a twist and a turn this time as he pressed his fingers into me. I hung onto the stomach with all I could . I wasn’t in pain since most of it was gone but I didn’t know what else to do so I just clung to him.\nI thought he might go to add a third finger and actually looked forward to it but he didn’t, he pulled his fingers from my ass and said “You’re ready for the real game.” I was lifted up with both his hand by my ass and then let back down till I felt something press against my butthole like his fingers were. Not understanding I looked up in his face and his eyes were closed but he was smiling. \nThe thing that was pressing against my butthole wasn’t his finger, it was too big and all his fingers were grabbing on to my but to lift me up. And then I looked back behind me to see what it was. It was his cock. I held on tight to chest fur again and closed my eyes. His cock was big, really big which mean it would hurt more than his finger.\nWith a thrust of his hips white stars popped into my eyes and let out a yell. It hurt being spread by his cock but he didn’t stop, even with my yell. His cock felt like it was going to go on forever as he pushed it into me but after I stopped yelling and just started try cry I was in his lap again. He shushed me and rubbed a hand down my back.\nHe waited for a while but started to pull me up and I grabbed hold of his chest and whimpered hopping he’d stop but he didn’t. A lot of the pain was gone but it was still there. I thought he might have been done as he was pulling me up but before he had pulled his cock all the way out he trust his hips back down.\nI stopped crying and wiped my eyes of tears, adults didn’t cry so I wouldn’t either. He let me rest in his lap much like he did the first time but before he could pull me back up I did it myself. I wanted to show him I wanted to play his game as much as he did so I didn’t have to go back to the bunks naked. He let out a grunt and a moan I thought I might have hurt him but he didn’t stop me so I kept going. \nWith a while of me moving by myself, the pain was gone and I found whimpers escaping my lips. Somehow it felt good moving up and down on Mr. Bergs’ cock. Soon he joined in and thrust his hips up to my meet my ass and the first time it was a surprise that was marked by a wet slap and a loud moan from me. And not long after all I heard was the smack of his hips to meet my ass. \nIn the throes I hadn’t notice Mr. Bergs hand on my own cock till he started to pump it. “Like this cub” He growled and a shook my head. He smiled and in one fell swoop slammed his hips into me after I had pulled all the way up and my cock started to pour out something white all over his stomach. “Come for me” he growled as he kept me down on his laps as my cock came more white stuff and it felt good. My cock ran out of white stuff to come but kept trying as it pulsed in his hand while he pumped it and quit after a while. He took his hand from my cock and wiped the white stuff it hand got on it on my thigh.\nI collapsed onto Mr. Bergs but that didn’t stop him. As he kept going, putting his hands on my waist and making me bounce into his thrust. After a while my cock tried to push out the white stuff again but since I didn’t have any of it it just pulsed. \nI don’t know how long it was before with a groan and through gritted teeth Mr. Bergs pulled me down to his laps and growled “I’m coming.” I didn’t know what he meant and was too tired to notice anything till I felt myself being filled by something warm deep inside of me. He lasted a long time of filling me up. \nWithout pulling me off his cock he relaxed in his chair. I whimpered feeling the warm liquid slosh around in my butt. “Don’t worry cub there’s more game” he said after a little rest and had to make me bounce on his cock when he started up again. He did that two more times, thrusting his hips up into my and filling me up with the warm stuff and by the time he stopped it was dark outside and I was sleep. I fell asleep on his lap that night and the last thing I remembered thinking was “did I do good on the game.”\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "We were marching to the mess hall when Mr. Bergs the camps leader called for me over the camp’s loud speakers. I heard whispers starting about me from the other scouts even before a camp counselor’s heavy hand came down on the shoulder and pulled me out of line with the other scouts. I was scared about Mr. Bergs calling my name over the loud speaker, he only called one of the scouts name when we did something bad like steal extra food from the lunch line or broke curfew. I looked up to the tiger and wanted to ask the camp counselor if I had  done anything wrong but a grin from the tiger that showed enough teeth to make me glad I wasn’t snack stopped me.
Mr. Bergs’ office was on the whole other side of camp from the mess hall so it was a long walk in silence that only made me afraid of why I had been called down and what Mr. Bergs might do. There were lots of rumors about Mr. Bergs around the camp but the one I was scared of was that he made scouts he didn’t like disappear and that was why he was so happy all the time, no one who made him mad ever stayed around. I gulped and chewed on my bottom lip nervously as Mr. Bergs’ office came into view.  My feet dragging in the ground between steps as the counselor pulled me to follow him.
The walk way up to Mr. Bergs’ office was up a hill and only had enough room for one person to walk up it, so the counselor pushed me ahead of him and walked behind me.  Every ten creaky wooden step I would look back to see the counselor right behind me and he would push me on.  Mr. Bergs was waiting for me in the doorway of his office when I got up there, his arms were crossed the same way my dad did when he was mad when me or my brother brought home bad grades. And every time my dad crossed his arms angrily I would getting spanked for sure afterwards for sure.  I rubbed my butt at the thought of Mr. Bergs spanking me and thought it was even worse than disappearing.
 Mr. Bergs is a bear much like myself but unlike me he had light brown fur and was big like the people in my brothers football poster and not chubby like me. He wore light brown shorts and button up top that matched his fur along with a colorful scarf type thing. I couldn’t remember the name but I thought it sound like a bad word.
“Carl you can go back to the other scouts I’ll be with Ben for a while” Mr. Bergs said as I came up to the platform before his office. A whimper escaped me at what he said and I rubbed my butt again. A while was long enough for him to make me go away or spank me and my brother already told me dad was only sending me to camp to get rid of me for the summer what if he wanted to get rid of me forever.
I looked back to the tiger hopping he might save me from certain doom but he wasn’t paying attention to me and the smile was gone to be replaced by a frown.   Mr. Bergs and the tiger was quite for a while but I knew they were doing, have a conversation I couldn’t understand by the way they narrowed their eyes. My mom and dad were having a lot of those lately. “When I get older I’m going to learn to do that” I thought about the silent conversation.
“Don’t worry Carl you may come and join me and Ben” Mr. Bergs laid a hand on my head as he said my name “ when you bring him back later this week.”  The counselor smile came back but not as big as it had been as he turned on his hills and left. “Come in Ben” Mr. Bergs told me and it wasn’t much of a choice as his hand became stronger and pushed me in. I turned back to see just the cap of the counselor disappear along with my hope of not disappearing or getting a spanking with him go down the walkway again as the door was closed behind me.
Inside Mr. Bergs’ office the air conditioner gave off a low rumble as it pumped air in the room, and I let out a sigh as the cool air hit my sweaty fur. We had been running the camps obstacle course before we walked to the mess hall and I was pulled from the line.
“Do you want something to eat Ben, you must be hungry and I have cookies” Mr. Bergs said point out  a plate of cookies as his desk to me as we walked in the office. I could almost hear my stomach growl the word cookies as the fresh baked sweets wafted into my nose, the mess hall didn’t even have fresh baked cookies. Mr. Bergs’ hand came down to stop me before I could run over and eat the plate of cookies. “If you want the cookies you have to promise to do as I say.” He said and a shook my head. “Promise like a real scout” he said with a slight tone of disapproval.
I pressed the back of my hand to my forehead, stood up straight and said “I Benjamin E. Luke promise to do as you say sir.” He smiled and let me go. I bounded off to a seat in front his desk, pulled my feet under me as I sat down and ate cookies. Mr. Bergs sat down and fumbled with drawers and stuff while I ate cookies but I didn’t notice what he was doing.  After finishing a plate of chocolate cookies Mr. Bergs handed me a cold juice box and I looked at it for a second before drinking it.  My brother said juice boxes were for kids and I wasn’t a kid, I was thirteen.
“Now before I tell you why I brought you up here you have to promise never to tell anyone or I might get in trouble for letting you do this.” He said and I asked him why between sips of a second juice box he handed me after taking the first empty one. “They wouldn’t think your old enough” he said sounding a little tired.
“I’m old enough to do anything.” I blurted out not adding that my mom told me that I was.
“Good” he smiled and sounded happy again “Well I want to play a game with you, something I only play with someone I really like.”
“So you won’t make me disappear because you like me?” I asked and he chuckled in response.
“Of course not I wouldn’t make anyone disappear especially a cute little cub like yourself.” He patted me on my head and I blushed. The only one who ever called me cute was my mom and I think she had to by law.
“The game I want to play is one that only adults are supposed to do,” he pressed two fingers to his mouth and said “so shush.” I pushed to fingers to my mouth like he did and nodded. “This game is played naked so we got to undress” he stood up from his chair behind the desk and started to unbutton his shirt from the top.
I didn’t want to take of my clothes and get naked in front of other people but I wanted to play the game and I promised Mr. Bergs I’d do what he said. And a scout doesn’t break a promise. “I never played this game before Mr. Bergs.” I told him as  I set down my juice box, a little embarrassed I didn’t know how to play.
“Don’t worry I’ll explain it to you as we go” he said as he got the last button of his  shirt open and I don’t know why but I enjoyed the sight of him without a shirt. I felt my cock stir in my pants the same way I did when I put my hands down my pants and played for it. I had been calling my cock a wee wee for a long time till my dad told my brother to talk to me after he caught me putting my hands down my pants at the dinner table. MY dad seemed mad with me doing it so I did it only when no one was looking.
My brother had told me it was called a cock and would get hard when you rubbed it, he told me a lot other things but I think he just wanted to gross me out.
“Oh ok” I said with embarrassment making my voice to crack and started off small with my hat. Mr. Bergs was already working on his shorts when I was starting on getting my shirt off. I kind of felt like a pervert watching him but I wanted to see him naked.
“Be right back pup I have to get something for the game.” he said in nothing more than underwear, but his underwear was weird having no back so his butt showed when he walked away to the back of his office.  And I thought  they looked kind of wet before he turned around. I was only in my captain bruin boxers when Mr. Bergs came back with what looked like a liquid soap bottle. “Looks like someone enjoying the game before it starts.” He teased as he gestured down to my boxers before setting down the bottle and taking the empty juice boxes and plate of cookie crumbs away. I looked down to see my boxers were tented by my cock and a little bit wet.
I pulled at the elastic of my boxers to see why my boxers were wet. I knew I hadn’t used the bathroom accidently. I touched the spot inside my boxers where it was wet and it felt sticky and cold. “Need help with that cub” Mr. Bergs said as he came back in the room.
“No I’m sorry please don’t tell my dad” I said pulling my hands from my pants and looking at my feet were my scouts uniform laid. My mom would be mad if she saw me out of my scouts uniform, my uncle had gotten it for me for a gift.
“And why would I tell your dad?” Mr. Bergs asked as he stood in front of me hands on his hips. Mr. Bergs was naked as he stood in front of me and it only made me feel more like a pervert for seeing him naked like this. But even with feeling like a pervert I looked up at Mr. Bergs and noticed his cock was hard like mine but wasn’t being blocked by underwear. Mr. Bergs was the first man I seen naked and I was a little envious to see his cock was much bigger than mine as it stuck straight up.
“My dad said I shouldn’t put my hands in my pants.” I told him after noticing I had been looking at his cock for a long time and when I looked up at his face to see his response he was smiling like the Counselor who had brought me up here was.
“Well when you’re in here with me you don’t have to worry about pants cause you can be naked if you want.” He said and the way he said “if you want” sounded like he’d be disappointed if I didn’t want to.  I confirmed I heard him by taking off my boxers and adding them to the pile of clothes I already took off.
“Ok now we can start.” He told me as he walked over and gathered up my clothes “In this game you do as I say and if you do it well enough you get all your clothes back.”
“And if I don’t do good?” I asked curiously. He just smiled but didn’t answer and threw my clothes into the backroom of his office he had been going into and shut the door. My eyes widened with what might happen if I didn’t do well at Mr. Bergs’ game, he might have made me go back to the bunks naked. And I didn’t want that to happen so I thought to myself that I was going to do my best.
Mr. Bergs walked over to his chair and sat down with his legs spread wide before saying “Ok now that were both naked I want you to come over and sit in my lap.” I didn’t like sitting in people’s laps since it was for babies that still went to see Santa in the mall my brother told me but I did it anyway.  I had a hard time pulling myself up so Mr. Bergs helped me and sat me so that his cock was wedged between his and my own stomach.  
His cock was warm and was leaking something clear.  I knew he wasn’t using the bathroom cause it was running to slow, so I put a finger to the tip of his cock to collect some liquid and he shuddered. “What’s this” I asked raising my finger that was sticky with the fluid.
It took him a second to answer after letting a grunt as I shifted in his lap, rubbing against his cock “That’s pre cum” he told me “it’s the stuff that flows before a man is about to.” He a paused for a second to think of the world before saying “comes.”
“Does coming hurt” I asked as I shifted till I got to a spot the felt good in his lap, the spot had my cock pressed under his as it was sandwiched between  us. It felt good, like I mean really good.
It took him a little longer this time to gather himself but with a deep breath and a grunt he answered “no.” he looked almost frustrated.  “Ok cub this might be cold but its ok and don’t move.” he said and I looked up at him odd not quite understanding what he meant.
Reaching for his desk his grabbed the bottle and squeezed clear liquid from the soap bottle into his hand. With one of his thigh he spread my legs apart and grabbed hold of my butt with the hand that didn’t have stuff in it. He pushed me up till my head was pressing had against his chest and I was on my knees in his chairs. I started to ask something but he shushed me. With the hand the grabbed my butt he pulled one of my butt cheeks to the side and then pressed to soap covered fingers against my hole.
I whimpered out and was going to say something as I felt the cold liquid hit my ass but he shushed me and started to slowly spread the liquid over my ass.  After all the liquid from his hand had been rubbed into my butt he grabbed the bottle and started to squirt the liquid directly against my spread butt. I wanted to say something or ask him if this was the part of the game but he shushed me again and after I stopped trying to ask questions.
After a while my butt was all wet and Mr. Bergs stopped pouring more liquid on it. Before I could ask he told me “Its lube it’ll make the game easier.” I just shook my head that I understood but didn’t. I didn’t know what lube was but if Mr. Bergs thought I was big enough to do grown up stuff I didn’t want to look dumb by telling him I didn’t know grown up stuff.
And then I thought about the questions I asked him when I got his lap and how he reacted. I was going to make it up to him by not asking anymore questions. Mr. Bergs let go of holding my butt open as he pressed a finger into the crack of it. I didn’t know how he found it with all the liquid back their but he found my butthole and pressed his finger to it. I was going to say how nasty it was but stopped myself before my lips moved, remembering I wasn’t supposed to ask any questions.
Circling my butthole he applied pressure until the tip of a finger was pressed into it. I hissed and whimpered as I wrapped around his stomach in reflex to feeling my butthole stretched. “Don’t worry cub I’m just getting you ready so it won’t hurt as much later.” He said pressing his finger in a little deeper before pulling it out.  I wanted to wonder what he meant by later but I couldn’t get a thought going for long as I felt his finger push itself into my butt. The pleasure of feeling his finger pushing in me and the pain that mixed together made my mind fuzzy.
After a while I felt his palm touch my butt and his finger was all the way in my butt and he added a second finger to start it all over again. He added a twist and a turn this time as he pressed his fingers into me. I hung onto the stomach with all I could . I wasn’t in pain since most of it was gone but I didn’t know what else to do so I just clung to him.
I thought he might go to add a third finger and actually looked forward to it but he didn’t, he pulled his fingers from my ass and said “You’re ready for the real game.” I was lifted up with both his hand by my ass and then let back down till I felt something press against my butthole like his fingers were. Not understanding I looked up in his face and his eyes were closed but he was smiling.
The thing that was pressing against my butthole wasn’t his finger, it was too big and all his fingers were grabbing on to my but to lift me up. And then I looked back behind me to see what it was. It was his cock. I held on tight to chest fur again and closed my eyes. His cock was big, really big which mean it would hurt more than his finger.
With a thrust of his hips white stars popped into my eyes and let out a yell. It hurt being spread by his cock but he didn’t stop, even with my yell. His cock felt like it was going to go on forever as he pushed it into me but after I stopped yelling and just started try cry I was in his lap again. He shushed me and rubbed a hand down my back.
He waited for a while but started to pull me up and I grabbed hold of his chest and whimpered hopping he’d stop but he didn’t. A lot of the pain was gone but it was still there. I thought he might have been done as he was pulling me up but before he had pulled his cock all the way out he trust his hips back down.
I stopped crying and wiped my eyes of tears, adults didn’t cry so I wouldn’t either.  He let me rest in his lap much like he did the first time but before he could pull me back up I did it myself. I wanted to show him I wanted to play his game as much as he did so I didn’t have to go back to the bunks naked. He let out a grunt and a moan I thought I might have hurt him but he didn’t stop me so I kept going.
With a while of me moving by myself, the pain was gone and I found whimpers escaping my lips. Somehow it felt good moving up and down on Mr. Bergs’ cock. Soon he joined in and thrust his hips up to my meet my ass and the first time it was a surprise that was marked by a wet slap and a loud moan from me. And not long after all I heard was the smack of his hips to meet my ass.
In the throes I hadn’t notice Mr. Bergs hand on my own cock till he started to pump it. “Like this cub” He growled and a shook my head. He smiled and in one fell swoop slammed his hips into me after I had pulled all the way up and my cock started to pour out something white all over his stomach. “Come for me” he growled as he kept me down on his laps as my cock came more white stuff and it felt good. My cock ran out of white stuff to come but kept trying as it pulsed in his hand while he pumped it and quit after a while. He took his hand from my cock and wiped the white stuff it hand got on it on my thigh.
I collapsed onto Mr. Bergs but that didn’t stop him. As he kept going, putting his hands on my waist and making me bounce into his thrust.  After a while my cock tried to push out the white stuff again but since I didn’t have any of it it just pulsed.
I don’t know how long it was before with a groan and through gritted teeth Mr. Bergs pulled me down to his laps and growled “I’m coming.” I didn’t know what he meant and was too tired to notice anything till I felt myself being filled by something warm deep inside of me.  He lasted a long time of filling me up.
Without pulling me off his cock he relaxed in his chair. I whimpered feeling the warm liquid slosh around in my butt. “Don’t worry cub there’s more game” he said after a little rest and had to make me bounce on his cock when he started up again. He did that two more times, thrusting his hips up into my and filling me up with the warm stuff and by the time he stopped it was dark outside and I was sleep. I fell asleep on his lap that night and the last thing I remembered thinking was “did I do good on the game.”
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