Date: Thu, 8 Apr 2010 08:27:06 -0700
From: Jay roberts <diplomat1501@msn.com>
Subject: "Panda--Monium, Part One"   by Jay Roberts     Bestiality

+++They (Pandas) are real cute, as cute as you bright, inquisitive, under
eighteen year olds.  But I still have a level head and you are bared from
attending this story fest.  Come back when you are over eighteen.


It may sound impressive, that lettered sign on my office door: "Dr. Robert
Newcomb, Phd. Zoo Director", but if you saw me pulling a baby rhino out of
his mother's belly, or hand feeding a surly chimp, you'd know that this job
is all work and very little glory.  Still, to have reached this pinnacle in
the zoology, by age twenty four, was a bit of an achievement.  This zoo was
one of the major ones in the United States.

One of the reasons for the zoo's fame, and a good reason for it was two
celebrated animals: Yin and Yang.  They were giant pandas. Yin was born at
another zoo while in captivity, Yang came as a gift from China.  It was
hoped that Yin's moodiness would be helped by having a friend.
Unfortunately, Yang wasn't too friendly, he was a big grouchy.

To illustrate how important these two were to the board of directors, my
office was right next to, adjoining the panda's compound.  That way, I
could go through the small door between my office and their apartment
should any emergency develop.  These boys added millions to the zoo's
income and brought a shitload of prestige as well.

Just to orient you to Pandas, they are bears, although they was some
controversy about that many years ago.  They can weigh up to almost three
hundred pounds.  I bet you didn't know that something so adorable could get
so large.  They bark, dog -like.  They can also wail and make almost human
sounds, especially during sexual activity.  Our two males behave as if the
same- sex marriage bill has passed in our state.  You, being here at Nifty,
probably wonder about their penises.  They wouldn't do too well at the
baths, once their towels came off.  They can boast hardly more than two
inches, and it is not fat, but nevertheless Yin seems to enjoy Yang's
sexual efforts.

The guys eat about eighty pounds of bamboo daily.  I tried chewing on it.
It's almost tasteless and real fibery.  Those babies have the equipment to
chew it and digest it.  They also love honey and oranges, as a treat.

Yang is a bit standoffish, but Yin greets me each time I walk into their
cage with excited yelps.  He loves getting petted, though their fur is not
as soft as it looks.  It's a bit coarse.

My routine is odd for a young guy.  It is tied to the routine of the zoo.
Feeding times are busy times, then I am also the director of twenty four
workers.  In addition, I lecture at the local college once a week, to the
zoology students.

There a encountered Sven Nilssen.  He was my best student.  I loved his
work, and I was enamored of the boy.  Sven was a candidate for a masters.
At twenty, he was the youngest of my students.  I offered him an
apprenticeship at the zoo and he presently helps at our various tasks.

You are probably wondering what the boy looks like.  He's a blond Swede
with an angelic face and godlike body.  He has a powerful personality.
When he fixes you with his ice blue eyes and speaks in his basso profundo
voice, you'd do anything he asks.  I have to work to keep my dignity in
place.

Now all the above is leading to a tale about an emergency that has
developed with the pandas.  Lately, Yin has been eating poorly.  Sven has
taken a special interest in the animal and has been hand feeding him.  It
makes a cute tableau to see it.  Sven reports that the animal has been
eating better and his weight loss has reversed, but Sven says that Yin
seems sad.  We thought that it might be that Yang is so cold to him.  Who
knows?

I have a treadmill in my office.  Today, while Sven was busy baby sitting
in the next area, I stripped off my shirt and put on my pull on shorts with
no underwear and got busy on the machine.  I had just started when Sven
came in.  He had been making cracks all day.  I would call them flirts.
"Hey Doc, you got a hot build.  You ever think of modeling?"

I usually just grunted at him.  I learned to be a master grunter from the
animals in the zoo.  I was completely in lust with Sven and it wouldn't
take much for me to fall off the professor wagon and into his muscular
arms.

After almost an hour, I was sweaty and used up from the run that I made
harder by increasing the speed.  I turned it off and staggered over to the
cot that I kept in the office for those nights I stayed at the zoo because
of an emergency with a sick animal.

I turned off the light switch over the cot and feel onto my back. The room
plunged into inky darkness.  I hurdled into a deep sleep, my muscles slowly
relaxing.  Sometime later I was slightly awakened to a state of half sleep.
I felt wonderful.  I puzzled why.  Then a realized with a part of my sleepy
brain that my shorts were at my ankles and a hot tongue was industriously
licking my prick.

Of course, it's that hot boi Sven.  This was wrong, but hell, I might as
well enjoy it.  Wow, I was fast getting close to orgasm.  He had an unusual
technique.  He didn't swallow my long, curvy cock but just licked it like a
candy cane.  I heard him make some soft sounds as he worked on me, little
sighs, quite musical.  I never experienced a blow job where the blower was
so vocal.  Then sudden I felt a tickle on my pubic area as my pleasurer
settled down to heavy licking.  There was no doubt.  This was not Sven.  I
opened my eyes and looked into the dark eyes of Yang, his small red tongue
busy.  I began to worry.  I hoped he wouldn't think my cock was a piece of
bamboo.  I had seen him demolish that fiberous stuff in moments.

But it felt so good.  I decided if I was going to die, this was the way to
go.  I heard myself murmuring softly in pleasure.  Suddenly I felt warm,
full, human lips pressing on mine.  I kept my eyes closed and allowed that
kiss to turn my blood flow into a torrent.  "You like your cock sucked, eh
Doc?"

It was Sven's deep voice.  I opened my eyes and looked into his smiling
face.  At the same time, I was getting very close to cumming from Yang's
insistent licking.  "I think..."

"Yes I know babe.  Shall I put Yang back in his cage?  Apparently, whilst I
was drowsing watching Yin, he figured out how to open the door.  I think he
likes you.  Who could resist your handsome face and body.  I know I can't."

I was getting back to normal.  "Don't put him back yet.  Why not find out
his other talents.  Get undressed and lay next to me and see what he does."

I was still on my back.  Sven lay next to me on his stomach.  Before he lay
down I got glimpse of his big Swedish dick and long hanging balls.  This
guy was one hot Norseman.  He shifted his upper body and in a moment was
kissing me again, this time his tongue went into play.  What an insolent
tongue.  I tried to keep my tongue away from it, but it found me and pushed
and licked me into almost senseless passion.

As he kissed me, he was breathing audibly and I felt his body heaving
about.  I opened my eyes, disengaged from the kiss and saw Yang, his almost
three hundred pounds pressing down on Sven as the animal spread his legs on
either side of the strong Swede.

Sven husked into my face, "The beast is trying to fuck me."  Then he
laughed.  "What?  With that little prick?  He can/t do any harm."

But then to Sven's amazement, the short Panda prick was exactly the length
to rub against the blond boy's prostate as he pushed it into the open hole.

"Oh, oh, oh.  He's got me.  It's too delicious.  Feel my prick, it's hard
as granite.  He sawing me into orgasm."

Yang was happier than I had ever seen him as he pumped away.  I saw that he
was keeping his toe nails retracted, like a gentleman.

I studied the gorgeous boy in his throes of near orgasm.  His full lips
were puffed out in a kissing motion and his eyes were clinched tightly in
ecstasy.  I swooped down and kissed him passionately, shoving my tongue
into his mouth with excitement.  I heard his animal noises joining that of
the Panda and man and beast went into orgasm.

It was a sight to behold.  I was jealous.  I determined to feel that thrill
for myself.

I held Sven like a tender father until he regained his normal composure.
Yang slunk away to sleep off his cum.

Sven asked me if he could do anything for me.  "You are the only one in the
room who has not had your relief."

"That's okay.  You better go back to your watch of Yin.  I can hardly keep
my eyes open."


End Part One