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When the mismatched pair head back to the bear's apartment, the deer gets a bit more than he expected.", "description_bbcode_parsed": "Fet is approached by one particularly large bear with a proposition. When the mismatched pair head back to the bear's apartment, the deer gets a bit more than he expected.", "writing": "Fet could only catch brief flashes of it from his position on the bed. The rotund bear, Immen, busied himself with some items in the bedroom dresser, and with his back turned, the soft bulk of his body acted as a furry brown curtain that was poised to raise before the start of a show. And so the little naked deer, hands folded in his lap, looked like a polite and patient member of the audience. His mind was anything but, however, already nearly exhausted in its high-speed anxiousness. Each step the bear took, there was an accompanying smack and jiggle of his thighs that were like seismic waves. Fet watched them spread out and dissipate as he pressed his slender hands down harder in his lap. His steadily growing erection pushed back, and at this point he wasn't sure whether he was trying to keep it from growing or to speed up the process. When the curtain finally lifted and the monster was revealed, Fet could barely stifle a gasp.\n\nThe sheer mass of the cock had it bounce back and forth against either leg as Immen turned around. When it came to rest, cradled between two large thighs, it hung down to just above the knee. Despite being seemingly flaccid, it twitched, its eagerness and hunger visible even from across the room. At its base was a forest of fuzzy brown and mottled pubic hair that looked like fall trees surrounding a mountain. This textured pattern of earthy autumn tones spread across the bear's entire body. That thick fur covered his massive belly, it covered his bulky thighs, and it even ran up his flabby pecs and past his neck, only thinning out at his muzzle. There Immen stood, as equally heavy as the behemoth that hung down from his groin, but he was instead upright and erect. He held in hand a worrying large bottle of lube.\n\n=====\n\nImmen found his audience was staring. The deer was sitting slouched at the end of the sizable bed, his head angled down almost as if he was trying to disappear from view completely, save for his two blue and doe-like eyes that sparkled in the bedroom's light. Two small nubs poked out of the top of his head; Immen first mistook the buck for a doe in the bar, though he wasn't complaining. Lithe legs dangled off the edge of the bed, the little hooves hanging a considerable distance from the floor. Fur of golden brown and dotted with white outlined the deer's chest, which was covered in brilliant white fur that ended in a point at his groin. Here, the little deer had his hands held modestly. That wouldn't do, so, unceremoniously, Immen tossed the bottle across the room. \n\nThe buck flinched and threw his hands up to catch it, the weight knocking him slightly off-balance. Now, his freed cock poked out from between his legs defiantly, though it still looked small against the backdrop of the massive bed. Immen licked his lips and motioned vaguely in the deer's direction. ``So, we're both on the same page,'' the bear said with a grin as he patted his free paw against the base of his cock. The deer's eyes widened as he looked down at his own erection, then covered himself, placing the bottle in his lap. ``Good.'' He stepped forward slowly, exaggerating his movements and letting his cock swing back and forth: a wrecking ball eagerly seeking out a target. He took his place before the little deer, towering over him, then pressed against the end of the bed.\n\n=====\n\nFet couldn't help but lean away from the mass of fur that encroached on his vision. Curled up, he was pretty sure his entire body would easily fit inside that predator's stomach. His entire lower half was slowly obscured, but soon he felt his legs spread apart by a monstrous presence. As all of this pressed in harder, the deer wound up half-reclined and staring up at grizzly grin. It was the bear's attempt at seeming friendly, but the angle made his impressive fangs seem particularly intimidating. That face grew slightly closer as its owner leaned forward, then Fet yelped as a hand reached between his legs, and suddenly, he was staring directly down the end of the cock like the barrel of a gun.\n\nIt was heavy, running up the entire length of his abdomen with half the width - he swore the girth of the thing rivaled either of his thighs, and it throbbed against him, hungry. It pressed down against his own cock, and every slight movement rubbed against it. It took all his strength not to start grinding against it right that second. He gripped the sheets, his breathing speeding up, but even that was made more difficult by the weight. He lifted a trembling hand, but stopping short, he looked up at the bear one more time. The bear looked down at him impatiently now, his arms crossed and resting on his belly.\n\nFet looked between the bear's expectant face and the clearly impatient cock. Finally taking the hint, he sat up, the beast sliding against his body as he lifted the both of them upright. In this position, it nearly reached all the way up to his chin, and maybe it would have if it wasn't pressed down at its base by the mass of belly. He placed a hand on either side, eliciting a light growl from its owner, and found he was not even able to wrap them around it fully. He started to massage it, squeeze it, run his hands along its length. He wrapped an arm around it like he was embracing a lover and held it against his body while his other arm slipped between the belly and cock closer to its base. From this position, the buck pressed himself against it, rubbing and even starting to hump lightly. The cock twitched in response, a dribble of pre already forming on the tip.\n\nThe deer finally smiled. He knew the couldn't fit the thing in his mouth, not without seriously messing up his jaw, but he still wrapped his lips around as much of the tip as he could. He eagerly flicked his tongue across it, dragged his tongue in circles. He sucked at the end of the cock, lapping at the salty pre that leaked from the opening, even as he massaged and rubbed his body against the cock's length. As a reward, the cock spasmed and produced more for him to lap up. The bear's breathing was already getting heavy, and Fet took it as a sign that he was on the right track.\n\nHowever, the cock slid completely free from his grasp suddenly; his partner had taken a step back, and Fet looked up at him inquisitively. A small motion from the bear's hand commanded him to hop off the bed. Another motion commanded him down to his knees. This position left his head directly level with the base of the bear's cock. From its base, covered in autumn bush as it was, veins trailed out and along it like rivers on a particularly unhelpful map. The sheer weight of that monster had it still hanging down towards the floor, though it at least hung slightly further from the bear's thighs now. He started from where he'd left off, wrapping it up in another embrace, and closed his eyes as he focused on the feeling of it pulsing against his chest. The end of it hung all the way down near the bottom of his own stomach, its tip brushing occasionally against his own tip. He breathlessly rubbed his hands and arms across every inch of the shaft that he could reach. He ran his tongue back and forth across its bumpy surface, around the sides, and even slid his muzzle up into the bush at its base. Each action seemed like it made the cock pulse and grow even larger, and with each spasm, he felt more fluid leaking from the tip rub into his fur, leaving a matted wet patch in its wake.\n\nThe massive cock finally began to win its fight with gravity, pressing up against the deer with persistence. In response, Fet positioned himself under the steadily rising spire, its weight resting against his back - for now - and moved onto its partner in crime. A furred, grapefruit-sized pair of balls were trying to free themselves from between two chubby thighs, so Fet slid his hands behind them, the flesh molding around his hands and radiating warmth. He pulled them free, resting his hands below them, the bottom of each testicle filled its hand completely. He rolled them about, hefted them up and down, and gave them a gentle squeeze.\n\nHe only had a moment, though, before he felt some movement from his partner. The bear's arms reached down swept through his periphery. Suddenly, he felt the pulsing monster push against his back. Fet found himself wholly sandwiched, his face forced deep into the fuzzy sack. As he was squeezed, both balls spread apart came to rest against each side of his face. His chest sunk slightly into the soft thighs, pinning him in place. He awkwardly braced a helpless arm against each leg and simply held on as the bear used him, grinded against him. Heat and musk polluted what air he was able to choke down, and as his chest began to ache, he tried to yelp, his cries muffled.\n\nIt wasn't until he started to thrash about that he was released. He immediately dropped to his hands and knees, coughing and gasping for actual fresh air. He'd hardly caught his breath before a single powerful arm wrapped around him. It scooped him up, and he found himself firmly against the bear's round belly, trapping the deer's own member between the two's stomachs. The deer had never been this turned on in his life. It was too much; he started thrusting and grinding his cock between the two's stomachs. He was interrupted again, though, when the arm loosed its grip; the deer's stomach heaved as he slid down, trying to grab onto his partner's belly somehow, but found himself stopped short of the floor.\n\nFet's eyes widened. Between his freely-dangling legs, supporting most of his weight, the massive cock stood firm. Blood pumped through this engorged behemoth as it twitched, hungry and impatient. Fet's own balls were mashed against it, tickling and stimulating them, and he desperately took fistfuls of bear hair into his hands, kneading and pleading. He looked up at the bear, his hesitation replaced with desperation, but the bear wrapped his arms around him and held him still. He could do nothing but stare into the bear's hungry expression. The little buck's shallow breaths, punctuated with fittingly little moans as they were, froze completely as the bear dragged him into a kiss.\n\nHe melted. He became a puddle. He hung limply in the bear's powerful arms as the ursine tongue filled his mouth, as if it were trying to lap him up. At the same time, the bear rhythmically squeezed him in his massive paws, massaged his entire upper body, and each time the deer squeaked like he was a dog toy - though the sound was mostly lost as it echoed in the bear's cave of a mouth. Hot breaths washed over his face and across his shoulders, and soon the bear was rocking against him, grinding the deer's now lubricated ass along his considerable length.\n\nWith his arms pinned to his sides and his thighs forced together around his little cock, the poor deer was unable to do much but let the bear have his way with him. Each thrust sunk his knees slightly into the mountainous belly, and any attempt to push off this surface just led to the fat giving further. He tried and failed to hump back against his partner, until an idea popped into mind. He wrapped his lower legs around the, frankly, tree-like spire below him, then locked his feet together and squeezed. The bear stopped dead in his tracks, letting out a throaty moan, and Fet shivered as the vibrations ran throughout his body.\n\n=====\n\nNow it was Immen's turn to take a hint. Pulling away, he stood upright again and let his devious partner slide back into his waiting paws. The little deer heaved, breathing heavily as he lay there, his slender arms clutched to his chest. Two wide, sparkling eyes looked up at him, their innocence at odds with the way his cute ass ground against the... masculinity... that waited below, the size of which somehow made the buck look even tinier. He rumbled and ran a single claw down the deer's stomach, ending it with a flick of his little red cock. The deer clenched and gasped, shutting his eyes in response to the stimulation. Then the bear spun around, cradling the deer in his hands, and dropped the both of them down to the bed.\n\n=====\n\nFet now found himself atop his partner's lap, pinned between the massive cock and the massive belly. As the cock twitched and the stomach heaved for breath, the deer was lightly rocked back and forth. He murmured and daintily placed his hands on the furry mass in front of him, but again his ass betrayed this innocent gesture; far too eager, his tail flagged and exposed himself, and he shivered as he felt the hot flesh rub against it. The bear reached a hand behind him and out of view, and soon the deer heard a click, then the sound of bottle being squeezed. The deer felt himself being rocked back and forth, his own cock rubbing against the soft fur in front of him as the bear stroked himself and spread the lube down his shaft. It worked in with the precum that was now bubbling out freely from the massive tip, and this mixture ran down and coated everything it touched, mixing into Fet's fur and against his tail-hole. He rested his head on the pillow-y stomach in front of him, wrapped his arms around it like his partner was a big teddy bear, and almost full on humped against it. For a moment, each male simply enjoyed the feeling of the other as they pleasured themselves.\n\nIt was, of course, Immen that broke the spell. He took the deer's chin in hand and lifted it, locking eyes with him, and he spoke, his voice rumbling like the ground warning of an oncoming train. ``Let's stop beating off around the bush.'' Normally, Fet would have groaned at the pun, but right now the bear could have said something derogatory about wolves as a species and he probably wouldn't have noticed. His mind was racing and blank at the same time, and as the bear grasped his waist and placed him on this tip of his cock, he immediately grinded against it, desperate to be filled. It prodded against his ass insistently, like an army trying to force its way through a castle gate. The deer then, was a traitor, looking to give the attackers a way in. The hands around his waist tightened, and his moans slipped up an octave as the army, finding its opening, forced its way into the keep.\n\nThe tip pressed in slowly but insistently, his ass not giving up too easily despite how willing its owner was, spreading him wider than any of his myriad toys could have prepared him for. The resistance only increased as the cock-tip widened near its ridge, and with some grunting and moans from the two of them, it popped inside, the deer's ass immediately clenching around it. He grasped at his partner's arms, fistfuls of hair in hand, as his face clenched in a grimace. Between his breaths, he tried to stammer out a plea, but the words caught in his throat and came out as an unintelligible croak. He was really starting to second guess himself. Just as the initial shock of entry was beginning to dull, the paws on his waist tightened.\n\nAnother guttural noise rattled in Fet's throat, but this one went completely unheard, drowned out by a bestial growl. As the bear forced himself in deeper, Fet's body straightened out and his head tipped further and further back. It pushed up inside of him, filled him, rubbed against parts of his body that had never been touched before. Each inch of progress was a struggle, the cock forcing more of him out of its way like a someone pushing through people in a crowd. As the buck's body straightened out fully, he looked like a dog pointing at its prey, but Fet's prey somehow wound up on the ceiling.\n\nThe two took a moment to rest after all of this work. Fet's body, which had seized up almost completely, slowly relaxed, his arms drooping and resting against his partner's. He could only ease up so much though, his ass still sporadically clenching around the intruder. He closed his eyes and tried his best to simply breathe, to grow accustomed to that massive presence, and let his head drop down against his chest. He was dimly aware when one arm pulled away, letting his arm drop to his side, but he snapped to attention when he felt something wrap around his own cock. The bear wrapped a massive paw around it, enveloping it completely and making it look like a miniature toy in comparison. It stroked vigorously, and the deer couldn't even thrust against it, the rod in his ass holding him in place. These sensations together overwhelmed the poor little deer, and with a little squeak, he climaxed into the bear's paw, his load dripping out. Fet missed the flash of surprise that ran across the bear's face. That surprise turned into a devious grin, and suddenly two fingers shoved their way into his mouth, lifting his head up level with Immen's.\n\n``Clean up your mess.''\n\nThe deer whimpered against the cum-covered digits. They filled his mouth almost completely; he tried his best to wrap his tongue around them, but he was unable to do much other than lamely wiggle it and suckle on the fingers like a newborn. The cum with the bear's sweat formed a mixture that was incredibly salty, and it almost burned his tongue as it trickled down his throat. Soon, the fingers pressed in more insistently and forced his jaw open wider, their clawed tips tickling the back of his tongue. He tried to pull the arm away, but the hand on his waist tightened and held him firm - a final warning.\n\nUnfortunately for Fet, this wordless command got lost in translation. The bear tutted like a disappointed parent, then thrust hard. The force of it lifted him up against the intruding digits, forcing them deep against the back of his throat. Tears formed in the poor deer's eyes as he gagged and swallowed reflexively, still tugging at the offending forearm uselessly. Unphased, the fingers remained in place, enjoying the involuntary massage. It wasn't until his eyes began to roll back that the hand finally pulled free, a trail of saliva trailing out behind it and leaving its victim coughing and sputtering.\n\n``Good, good.'' Fet held his head low as the hand reached for him again, but this time it stroked his forehead head gently, leaving a wet patch in his fur. Still, he couldn't help but lean into it, his breathing calming as he gave a weak smile. The hand gently trailed down the side of his face, traced down his shoulder, then picked up the deer's own paw. The two came to rest on Fet's own stomach, and the buck's eyes widened again as he felt something bulging out. The deer looked down in confusion only to see the bear's massive dick visibly bulging out. He could feel the cock pulsing against his hand through his skin and fur, and when the hand on top of his squeezed against the protrusion, the deer actually squeaked as if he was a dog's chew toy.\n\nThe two of them stared at each other for a moment, before bursting into a fit of laughter - though the deer's was considerably more strained. The two of them shuffled around a bit, Immen placing his hand back in its original position on the buck's waist and the deer placed his hands on the flabby stomach in front of him. The two's breathing now synchronized, they looked into each others' eyes. Fet lost himself in the gentle smile of that massive grizzly, but braced himself as, with a devious shift in expression, the bear rammed himself against the little buck, his thighs slapping against the buck's ass as he finally bottomed out.\n\nFet didn't know his voice could go this high. If there were any canines in the room, they probably would have boxed their own ears as they slapped their hands around them. The monster was no longer asking, it was taking. It twitched and spasmed, the motions stimulating every inch of his body. Its presence actually forced the air out of his lungs as, he was pretty sure, it pressed against them. It probably looked like the apocalypse, a rampaging behemoth come to destroy. To the naive buck, it basically was the end of the world, because he didn't know how he could go back after all of this. As the cock retreated, the vacuum it left behind created suction and pulled against his insides, but it also ripped the introspection right out of his mind, turning the deer into little more than a living cock sleeve that really needed to be filled. \n\nHe didn't have to wait long. The next thrust sent lightning strands of pain that streaked out along his ass and tail-bone. Reflexively, the deer tried to arch his back, but the throbbing rod held firm, keeping him upright. Another thrust. Another. Each one was accompanied with its very own thunderstorm. The frequency picked up, and the assault threatened to split him in half, to ram him until he fell to pieces. He could feel every bump and ridge as his body molded itself around the intruder. As the repeated electric shocks melted into a dull heat, he let out a long, uneven, and deeply lustful moan.\n\nHis entire body shook as the bear humped into him, bottoming out over and over, each time with a wet smack. The deer could only hang on for dear life as he was used and abused, but still the cock was trying to shove its way in deeper, frustrated that it was being cock-blocked by simple physics. The bear's two massive balls, just as helpless, smacked against the buck's lower back over and over, splatting a patch of precum like some kind of degenerate tramp stamp. The thrusting grew more intense, and the bear began lifting the buck up and slamming him back down. The only thing saving Fet's ass from breaking entirely was his partner's thick, cushion-y thighs, the shockwaves visibly reverberating out with each impact.\n\nThe pace slowed to a halt for a moment, both men soaked in sweat and sucking in labored breaths. Fet was letting out feminine whines now, unable to stop squeezing, to stop grinding down against the base of the spire. It twitched inside of him, and he could feel precum spurting out against his inner walls. Immen too was struggling to restrain himself, and every few seconds he'd thrust haltingly with a grimace. Soon, though, two powerful arms wrapped around the deer again, pinning his arms to his side as the bear stood up, all the while making damn sure to keep his little toy fully impaled. \n\nTwo hoofed legs dangled freely, limp and bouncing lightly against two much larger thighs. As the cock pulsed in time with the bear's heartbeat, it forced the deer's own breathing to fall in sync, and he felt more like an extension of the bear's body now than his own person. So when one hand wrapped around the back of his knee and lifted it to his shoulder, he didn't resist. The other hand clamped onto his waist, and together the two rotated the deer in place. Fet could only give a weak croak as the shaft twisted against his insides, every vein and ridge grinding its way around. He was so familiar with these points now, he probably could have navigated across the cock using these markings like they were constellations. Really, this was as simple as flipping the clock from day to night.\n\nHe lost the metaphor when the bear swung him around and dropped him face first onto the bed. The rod was still firmly planted, and it held his lower body suspended above the sheets, pressing harder against his back. As he tried to lift himself to alleviate the pressure, two paws landed forcefully in front of him, one to each side, and they sunk down into the bed, foreshadowing what was next. A massive weight slowly came down on top of him like a boulder meant to crush the deer for performing witchcraft. He was pressed down into the mattress, its foam providing little resistance as it warped around his body. Fet was engulfed by the full mass of the bear coming down on top of him, and the only sign that he was there at all was the little muzzle poking out between two flabby pecs, at least letting the deer take a few short, halting breaths.\n\nThe bed was groaning under the weight, and the deer would have been making similar noises - if he had been able to make any noise at all. The bulk on top of him heaved steadily, each breath rumbling across the deer's skin. The pressure rhythmically increased and decreased, and he was forced to breathe along with it. With nowhere to escape, heat pooled around him, creating a makeshift sauna that he was unable to even wiggle his arms out of. His body was being mashed around the rod inside with enough force to form a diamond, and it left every bump and vein painfully magnified.\n\nWith a growl that rattled the deer's bones, the massive grizzly picked up right where they'd left off. A mountain was being torn out of his body and then slammed back in, its every crag and ridge agonizingly defined. Each time, the bulk on top of him shook like an earthquake, like Fet was trapped in a collapsed basement, a victim of The Big One. Even the gratuitous amount of pre that leaked down from his ass did little to provide much relief, though it did lubricate the mattress, sparing his comparatively minor member from being rubbed raw. It was pinned against his stomach, and as the pace quickened and that behemoth slammed itself inside and ripped itself out, it indirectly battered the buck's own manhood. With no recourse against the assault, his abs clenched weakly one last time as he orgasmed into the bed, the meager load immediately little more than a footnote as it mixed into the fluids that pooled around him.\n\nAt the same time, the rutting intensified. The cock jack-hammered away at his entrance, each time almost lifting the deer's ass up with it as it pulled away. Fet clung to the sheets as his body was forced deeper into the mattress. Somehow, the behemoth had found a few more inches of room, and the little buck swore he could feel it jabbing up into his chest. He finally managed to eke out a drawn-out croak, but this was drowned out when a low rumble began rolling throughout the bulk about him. It reverberated out, the vibrations permeating to his core and almost feeling like they rattled inside of his brain. The growling grew louder with each uneven thrust, until, with one earth-rending slam, the bear let out a bestial roar and hilted himself inside his prey's ass.\n\nA full-on volcanic eruption followed. White magma blasted out from the wildly spasming dick; it was a tsunami of lava that burned everything it touched. The trembling deer was filled to capacity with the first wave, but still the cock pumped out like a fire-hose. And still, the bear humped against him, trying to force his way deeper but only managing to press Fet deeper into the mattress. With nowhere else to go, the poor buck felt something pump up into his stomach, making him feel like he ate way too big a meal at dinner time. Then, he wretched.\n\nCum bubbled up in his throat. It bulged out against his cheeks and leaked down the sides of his muzzle, the pressure slowly building. He almost managed to hold it all in, but one particularly forceful burst shot into his nose and lit his snout on fire. He gagged and coughed, as cum ran freely down his chin. A stream of white ran down the little muzzle that poked out between the two mounds, looking like a very unappealing fountain. As the cock pumped away, semen trailed down along his chest and pooled around him on the mattress. \n\n=====\n\nImmen, finally done shooting his load, shakily lifted himself up to his knees. His cock had finally started to soften, and it slipped out with a wet slurp, cum pouring out from the broken seal. He looked down at his handiwork; the bed could be written off, the foam having given out where his body left a veritable crater. And in the middle lay the little deer, moaning and writing and breathing unsteadily, his body nearly submerged in white. The bear scooped him up, strands of semen trailing off as he cradled him in his arms, leaving a trail as the bear carried him to the shower with a smile.\n\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "Fet could only catch brief flashes of it from his position on the bed. The rotund bear, Immen, busied himself with some items in the bedroom dresser, and with his back turned, the soft bulk of his body acted as a furry brown curtain that was poised to raise before the start of a show. And so the little naked deer, hands folded in his lap, looked like a polite and patient member of the audience. His mind was anything but, however, already nearly exhausted in its high-speed anxiousness. Each step the bear took, there was an accompanying smack and jiggle of his thighs that were like seismic waves. Fet watched them spread out and dissipate as he pressed his slender hands down harder in his lap. His steadily growing erection pushed back, and at this point he wasn't sure whether he was trying to keep it from growing or to speed up the process. When the curtain finally lifted and the monster was revealed, Fet could barely stifle a gasp.

The sheer mass of the cock had it bounce back and forth against either leg as Immen turned around. When it came to rest, cradled between two large thighs, it hung down to just above the knee. Despite being seemingly flaccid, it twitched, its eagerness and hunger visible even from across the room. At its base was a forest of fuzzy brown and mottled pubic hair that looked like fall trees surrounding a mountain. This textured pattern of earthy autumn tones spread across the bear's entire body. That thick fur covered his massive belly, it covered his bulky thighs, and it even ran up his flabby pecs and past his neck, only thinning out at his muzzle. There Immen stood, as equally heavy as the behemoth that hung down from his groin, but he was instead upright and erect. He held in hand a worrying large bottle of lube.

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Immen found his audience was staring. The deer was sitting slouched at the end of the sizable bed, his head angled down almost as if he was trying to disappear from view completely, save for his two blue and doe-like eyes that sparkled in the bedroom's light. Two small nubs poked out of the top of his head; Immen first mistook the buck for a doe in the bar, though he wasn't complaining. Lithe legs dangled off the edge of the bed, the little hooves hanging a considerable distance from the floor. Fur of golden brown and dotted with white outlined the deer's chest, which was covered in brilliant white fur that ended in a point at his groin. Here, the little deer had his hands held modestly. That wouldn't do, so, unceremoniously, Immen tossed the bottle across the room.

The buck flinched and threw his hands up to catch it, the weight knocking him slightly off-balance. Now, his freed cock poked out from between his legs defiantly, though it still looked small against the backdrop of the massive bed. Immen licked his lips and motioned vaguely in the deer's direction. ``So, we're both on the same page,'' the bear said with a grin as he patted his free paw against the base of his cock. The deer's eyes widened as he looked down at his own erection, then covered himself, placing the bottle in his lap. ``Good.'' He stepped forward slowly, exaggerating his movements and letting his cock swing back and forth: a wrecking ball eagerly seeking out a target. He took his place before the little deer, towering over him, then pressed against the end of the bed.

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Fet couldn't help but lean away from the mass of fur that encroached on his vision. Curled up, he was pretty sure his entire body would easily fit inside that predator's stomach. His entire lower half was slowly obscured, but soon he felt his legs spread apart by a monstrous presence. As all of this pressed in harder, the deer wound up half-reclined and staring up at grizzly grin. It was the bear's attempt at seeming friendly, but the angle made his impressive fangs seem particularly intimidating. That face grew slightly closer as its owner leaned forward, then Fet yelped as a hand reached between his legs, and suddenly, he was staring directly down the end of the cock like the barrel of a gun.

It was heavy, running up the entire length of his abdomen with half the width - he swore the girth of the thing rivaled either of his thighs, and it throbbed against him, hungry. It pressed down against his own cock, and every slight movement rubbed against it. It took all his strength not to start grinding against it right that second. He gripped the sheets, his breathing speeding up, but even that was made more difficult by the weight. He lifted a trembling hand, but stopping short, he looked up at the bear one more time. The bear looked down at him impatiently now, his arms crossed and resting on his belly.

Fet looked between the bear's expectant face and the clearly impatient cock. Finally taking the hint, he sat up, the beast sliding against his body as he lifted the both of them upright. In this position, it nearly reached all the way up to his chin, and maybe it would have if it wasn't pressed down at its base by the mass of belly. He placed a hand on either side, eliciting a light growl from its owner, and found he was not even able to wrap them around it fully. He started to massage it, squeeze it, run his hands along its length. He wrapped an arm around it like he was embracing a lover and held it against his body while his other arm slipped between the belly and cock closer to its base. From this position, the buck pressed himself against it, rubbing and even starting to hump lightly. The cock twitched in response, a dribble of pre already forming on the tip.

The deer finally smiled. He knew the couldn't fit the thing in his mouth, not without seriously messing up his jaw, but he still wrapped his lips around as much of the tip as he could. He eagerly flicked his tongue across it, dragged his tongue in circles. He sucked at the end of the cock, lapping at the salty pre that leaked from the opening, even as he massaged and rubbed his body against the cock's length. As a reward, the cock spasmed and produced more for him to lap up. The bear's breathing was already getting heavy, and Fet took it as a sign that he was on the right track.

However, the cock slid completely free from his grasp suddenly; his partner had taken a step back, and Fet looked up at him inquisitively. A small motion from the bear's hand commanded him to hop off the bed. Another motion commanded him down to his knees. This position left his head directly level with the base of the bear's cock. From its base, covered in autumn bush as it was, veins trailed out and along it like rivers on a particularly unhelpful map. The sheer weight of that monster had it still hanging down towards the floor, though it at least hung slightly further from the bear's thighs now. He started from where he'd left off, wrapping it up in another embrace, and closed his eyes as he focused on the feeling of it pulsing against his chest. The end of it hung all the way down near the bottom of his own stomach, its tip brushing occasionally against his own tip. He breathlessly rubbed his hands and arms across every inch of the shaft that he could reach. He ran his tongue back and forth across its bumpy surface, around the sides, and even slid his muzzle up into the bush at its base. Each action seemed like it made the cock pulse and grow even larger, and with each spasm, he felt more fluid leaking from the tip rub into his fur, leaving a matted wet patch in its wake.

The massive cock finally began to win its fight with gravity, pressing up against the deer with persistence. In response, Fet positioned himself under the steadily rising spire, its weight resting against his back - for now - and moved onto its partner in crime. A furred, grapefruit-sized pair of balls were trying to free themselves from between two chubby thighs, so Fet slid his hands behind them, the flesh molding around his hands and radiating warmth. He pulled them free, resting his hands below them, the bottom of each testicle filled its hand completely. He rolled them about, hefted them up and down, and gave them a gentle squeeze.

He only had a moment, though, before he felt some movement from his partner. The bear's arms reached down swept through his periphery. Suddenly, he felt the pulsing monster push against his back. Fet found himself wholly sandwiched, his face forced deep into the fuzzy sack. As he was squeezed, both balls spread apart came to rest against each side of his face. His chest sunk slightly into the soft thighs, pinning him in place. He awkwardly braced a helpless arm against each leg and simply held on as the bear used him, grinded against him. Heat and musk polluted what air he was able to choke down, and as his chest began to ache, he tried to yelp, his cries muffled.

It wasn't until he started to thrash about that he was released. He immediately dropped to his hands and knees, coughing and gasping for actual fresh air. He'd hardly caught his breath before a single powerful arm wrapped around him. It scooped him up, and he found himself firmly against the bear's round belly, trapping the deer's own member between the two's stomachs. The deer had never been this turned on in his life. It was too much; he started thrusting and grinding his cock between the two's stomachs. He was interrupted again, though, when the arm loosed its grip; the deer's stomach heaved as he slid down, trying to grab onto his partner's belly somehow, but found himself stopped short of the floor.

Fet's eyes widened. Between his freely-dangling legs, supporting most of his weight, the massive cock stood firm. Blood pumped through this engorged behemoth as it twitched, hungry and impatient. Fet's own balls were mashed against it, tickling and stimulating them, and he desperately took fistfuls of bear hair into his hands, kneading and pleading. He looked up at the bear, his hesitation replaced with desperation, but the bear wrapped his arms around him and held him still. He could do nothing but stare into the bear's hungry expression. The little buck's shallow breaths, punctuated with fittingly little moans as they were, froze completely as the bear dragged him into a kiss.

He melted. He became a puddle. He hung limply in the bear's powerful arms as the ursine tongue filled his mouth, as if it were trying to lap him up. At the same time, the bear rhythmically squeezed him in his massive paws, massaged his entire upper body, and each time the deer squeaked like he was a dog toy - though the sound was mostly lost as it echoed in the bear's cave of a mouth. Hot breaths washed over his face and across his shoulders, and soon the bear was rocking against him, grinding the deer's now lubricated ass along his considerable length.

With his arms pinned to his sides and his thighs forced together around his little cock, the poor deer was unable to do much but let the bear have his way with him. Each thrust sunk his knees slightly into the mountainous belly, and any attempt to push off this surface just led to the fat giving further. He tried and failed to hump back against his partner, until an idea popped into mind. He wrapped his lower legs around the, frankly, tree-like spire below him, then locked his feet together and squeezed. The bear stopped dead in his tracks, letting out a throaty moan, and Fet shivered as the vibrations ran throughout his body.

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Now it was Immen's turn to take a hint. Pulling away, he stood upright again and let his devious partner slide back into his waiting paws. The little deer heaved, breathing heavily as he lay there, his slender arms clutched to his chest. Two wide, sparkling eyes looked up at him, their innocence at odds with the way his cute ass ground against the... masculinity... that waited below, the size of which somehow made the buck look even tinier. He rumbled and ran a single claw down the deer's stomach, ending it with a flick of his little red cock. The deer clenched and gasped, shutting his eyes in response to the stimulation. Then the bear spun around, cradling the deer in his hands, and dropped the both of them down to the bed.

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Fet now found himself atop his partner's lap, pinned between the massive cock and the massive belly. As the cock twitched and the stomach heaved for breath, the deer was lightly rocked back and forth. He murmured and daintily placed his hands on the furry mass in front of him, but again his ass betrayed this innocent gesture; far too eager, his tail flagged and exposed himself, and he shivered as he felt the hot flesh rub against it. The bear reached a hand behind him and out of view, and soon the deer heard a click, then the sound of bottle being squeezed. The deer felt himself being rocked back and forth, his own cock rubbing against the soft fur in front of him as the bear stroked himself and spread the lube down his shaft. It worked in with the precum that was now bubbling out freely from the massive tip, and this mixture ran down and coated everything it touched, mixing into Fet's fur and against his tail-hole. He rested his head on the pillow-y stomach in front of him, wrapped his arms around it like his partner was a big teddy bear, and almost full on humped against it. For a moment, each male simply enjoyed the feeling of the other as they pleasured themselves.

It was, of course, Immen that broke the spell. He took the deer's chin in hand and lifted it, locking eyes with him, and he spoke, his voice rumbling like the ground warning of an oncoming train. ``Let's stop beating off around the bush.'' Normally, Fet would have groaned at the pun, but right now the bear could have said something derogatory about wolves as a species and he probably wouldn't have noticed. His mind was racing and blank at the same time, and as the bear grasped his waist and placed him on this tip of his cock, he immediately grinded against it, desperate to be filled. It prodded against his ass insistently, like an army trying to force its way through a castle gate. The deer then, was a traitor, looking to give the attackers a way in. The hands around his waist tightened, and his moans slipped up an octave as the army, finding its opening, forced its way into the keep.

The tip pressed in slowly but insistently, his ass not giving up too easily despite how willing its owner was, spreading him wider than any of his myriad toys could have prepared him for. The resistance only increased as the cock-tip widened near its ridge, and with some grunting and moans from the two of them, it popped inside, the deer's ass immediately clenching around it. He grasped at his partner's arms, fistfuls of hair in hand, as his face clenched in a grimace. Between his breaths, he tried to stammer out a plea, but the words caught in his throat and came out as an unintelligible croak. He was really starting to second guess himself. Just as the initial shock of entry was beginning to dull, the paws on his waist tightened.

Another guttural noise rattled in Fet's throat, but this one went completely unheard, drowned out by a bestial growl. As the bear forced himself in deeper, Fet's body straightened out and his head tipped further and further back. It pushed up inside of him, filled him, rubbed against parts of his body that had never been touched before. Each inch of progress was a struggle, the cock forcing more of him out of its way like a someone pushing through people in a crowd. As the buck's body straightened out fully, he looked like a dog pointing at its prey, but Fet's prey somehow wound up on the ceiling.

The two took a moment to rest after all of this work. Fet's body, which had seized up almost completely, slowly relaxed, his arms drooping and resting against his partner's. He could only ease up so much though, his ass still sporadically clenching around the intruder. He closed his eyes and tried his best to simply breathe, to grow accustomed to that massive presence, and let his head drop down against his chest. He was dimly aware when one arm pulled away, letting his arm drop to his side, but he snapped to attention when he felt something wrap around his own cock. The bear wrapped a massive paw around it, enveloping it completely and making it look like a miniature toy in comparison. It stroked vigorously, and the deer couldn't even thrust against it, the rod in his ass holding him in place. These sensations together overwhelmed the poor little deer, and with a little squeak, he climaxed into the bear's paw, his load dripping out. Fet missed the flash of surprise that ran across the bear's face. That surprise turned into a devious grin, and suddenly two fingers shoved their way into his mouth, lifting his head up level with Immen's.

``Clean up your mess.''

The deer whimpered against the cum-covered digits. They filled his mouth almost completely; he tried his best to wrap his tongue around them, but he was unable to do much other than lamely wiggle it and suckle on the fingers like a newborn. The cum with the bear's sweat formed a mixture that was incredibly salty, and it almost burned his tongue as it trickled down his throat. Soon, the fingers pressed in more insistently and forced his jaw open wider, their clawed tips tickling the back of his tongue. He tried to pull the arm away, but the hand on his waist tightened and held him firm - a final warning.

Unfortunately for Fet, this wordless command got lost in translation. The bear tutted like a disappointed parent, then thrust hard. The force of it lifted him up against the intruding digits, forcing them deep against the back of his throat. Tears formed in the poor deer's eyes as he gagged and swallowed reflexively, still tugging at the offending forearm uselessly. Unphased, the fingers remained in place, enjoying the involuntary massage. It wasn't until his eyes began to roll back that the hand finally pulled free, a trail of saliva trailing out behind it and leaving its victim coughing and sputtering.

``Good, good.'' Fet held his head low as the hand reached for him again, but this time it stroked his forehead head gently, leaving a wet patch in his fur. Still, he couldn't help but lean into it, his breathing calming as he gave a weak smile. The hand gently trailed down the side of his face, traced down his shoulder, then picked up the deer's own paw. The two came to rest on Fet's own stomach, and the buck's eyes widened again as he felt something bulging out. The deer looked down in confusion only to see the bear's massive dick visibly bulging out. He could feel the cock pulsing against his hand through his skin and fur, and when the hand on top of his squeezed against the protrusion, the deer actually squeaked as if he was a dog's chew toy.

The two of them stared at each other for a moment, before bursting into a fit of laughter - though the deer's was considerably more strained. The two of them shuffled around a bit, Immen placing his hand back in its original position on the buck's waist and the deer placed his hands on the flabby stomach in front of him. The two's breathing now synchronized, they looked into each others' eyes. Fet lost himself in the gentle smile of that massive grizzly, but braced himself as, with a devious shift in expression, the bear rammed himself against the little buck, his thighs slapping against the buck's ass as he finally bottomed out.

Fet didn't know his voice could go this high. If there were any canines in the room, they probably would have boxed their own ears as they slapped their hands around them. The monster was no longer asking, it was taking. It twitched and spasmed, the motions stimulating every inch of his body. Its presence actually forced the air out of his lungs as, he was pretty sure, it pressed against them. It probably looked like the apocalypse, a rampaging behemoth come to destroy. To the naive buck, it basically was the end of the world, because he didn't know how he could go back after all of this. As the cock retreated, the vacuum it left behind created suction and pulled against his insides, but it also ripped the introspection right out of his mind, turning the deer into little more than a living cock sleeve that really needed to be filled.

He didn't have to wait long. The next thrust sent lightning strands of pain that streaked out along his ass and tail-bone. Reflexively, the deer tried to arch his back, but the throbbing rod held firm, keeping him upright. Another thrust. Another. Each one was accompanied with its very own thunderstorm. The frequency picked up, and the assault threatened to split him in half, to ram him until he fell to pieces. He could feel every bump and ridge as his body molded itself around the intruder. As the repeated electric shocks melted into a dull heat, he let out a long, uneven, and deeply lustful moan.

His entire body shook as the bear humped into him, bottoming out over and over, each time with a wet smack. The deer could only hang on for dear life as he was used and abused, but still the cock was trying to shove its way in deeper, frustrated that it was being cock-blocked by simple physics. The bear's two massive balls, just as helpless, smacked against the buck's lower back over and over, splatting a patch of precum like some kind of degenerate tramp stamp. The thrusting grew more intense, and the bear began lifting the buck up and slamming him back down. The only thing saving Fet's ass from breaking entirely was his partner's thick, cushion-y thighs, the shockwaves visibly reverberating out with each impact.

The pace slowed to a halt for a moment, both men soaked in sweat and sucking in labored breaths. Fet was letting out feminine whines now, unable to stop squeezing, to stop grinding down against the base of the spire. It twitched inside of him, and he could feel precum spurting out against his inner walls. Immen too was struggling to restrain himself, and every few seconds he'd thrust haltingly with a grimace. Soon, though, two powerful arms wrapped around the deer again, pinning his arms to his side as the bear stood up, all the while making damn sure to keep his little toy fully impaled.

Two hoofed legs dangled freely, limp and bouncing lightly against two much larger thighs. As the cock pulsed in time with the bear's heartbeat, it forced the deer's own breathing to fall in sync, and he felt more like an extension of the bear's body now than his own person. So when one hand wrapped around the back of his knee and lifted it to his shoulder, he didn't resist. The other hand clamped onto his waist, and together the two rotated the deer in place. Fet could only give a weak croak as the shaft twisted against his insides, every vein and ridge grinding its way around. He was so familiar with these points now, he probably could have navigated across the cock using these markings like they were constellations. Really, this was as simple as flipping the clock from day to night.

He lost the metaphor when the bear swung him around and dropped him face first onto the bed. The rod was still firmly planted, and it held his lower body suspended above the sheets, pressing harder against his back. As he tried to lift himself to alleviate the pressure, two paws landed forcefully in front of him, one to each side, and they sunk down into the bed, foreshadowing what was next. A massive weight slowly came down on top of him like a boulder meant to crush the deer for performing witchcraft. He was pressed down into the mattress, its foam providing little resistance as it warped around his body. Fet was engulfed by the full mass of the bear coming down on top of him, and the only sign that he was there at all was the little muzzle poking out between two flabby pecs, at least letting the deer take a few short, halting breaths.

The bed was groaning under the weight, and the deer would have been making similar noises - if he had been able to make any noise at all. The bulk on top of him heaved steadily, each breath rumbling across the deer's skin. The pressure rhythmically increased and decreased, and he was forced to breathe along with it. With nowhere to escape, heat pooled around him, creating a makeshift sauna that he was unable to even wiggle his arms out of. His body was being mashed around the rod inside with enough force to form a diamond, and it left every bump and vein painfully magnified.

With a growl that rattled the deer's bones, the massive grizzly picked up right where they'd left off. A mountain was being torn out of his body and then slammed back in, its every crag and ridge agonizingly defined. Each time, the bulk on top of him shook like an earthquake, like Fet was trapped in a collapsed basement, a victim of The Big One. Even the gratuitous amount of pre that leaked down from his ass did little to provide much relief, though it did lubricate the mattress, sparing his comparatively minor member from being rubbed raw. It was pinned against his stomach, and as the pace quickened and that behemoth slammed itself inside and ripped itself out, it indirectly battered the buck's own manhood. With no recourse against the assault, his abs clenched weakly one last time as he orgasmed into the bed, the meager load immediately little more than a footnote as it mixed into the fluids that pooled around him.

At the same time, the rutting intensified. The cock jack-hammered away at his entrance, each time almost lifting the deer's ass up with it as it pulled away. Fet clung to the sheets as his body was forced deeper into the mattress. Somehow, the behemoth had found a few more inches of room, and the little buck swore he could feel it jabbing up into his chest. He finally managed to eke out a drawn-out croak, but this was drowned out when a low rumble began rolling throughout the bulk about him. It reverberated out, the vibrations permeating to his core and almost feeling like they rattled inside of his brain. The growling grew louder with each uneven thrust, until, with one earth-rending slam, the bear let out a bestial roar and hilted himself inside his prey's ass.

A full-on volcanic eruption followed. White magma blasted out from the wildly spasming dick; it was a tsunami of lava that burned everything it touched. The trembling deer was filled to capacity with the first wave, but still the cock pumped out like a fire-hose. And still, the bear humped against him, trying to force his way deeper but only managing to press Fet deeper into the mattress. With nowhere else to go, the poor buck felt something pump up into his stomach, making him feel like he ate way too big a meal at dinner time. Then, he wretched.

Cum bubbled up in his throat. It bulged out against his cheeks and leaked down the sides of his muzzle, the pressure slowly building. He almost managed to hold it all in, but one particularly forceful burst shot into his nose and lit his snout on fire. He gagged and coughed, as cum ran freely down his chin. A stream of white ran down the little muzzle that poked out between the two mounds, looking like a very unappealing fountain. As the cock pumped away, semen trailed down along his chest and pooled around him on the mattress.

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Immen, finally done shooting his load, shakily lifted himself up to his knees. His cock had finally started to soften, and it slipped out with a wet slurp, cum pouring out from the broken seal. He looked down at his handiwork; the bed could be written off, the foam having given out where his body left a veritable crater. And in the middle lay the little deer, moaning and writing and breathing unsteadily, his body nearly submerged in white. The bear scooped him up, strands of semen trailing off as he cradled him in his arms, leaving a trail as the bear carried him to the shower with a smile.

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