Date: Sat, 22 Sep 2001 08:41:49 -0700 (PDT)
From: fratbear <fratbear@excite.com>
Subject: "Sloan Cosgrove, Chapter 5 of 45"

"Sloan Cosgrove, Confessions of a Teenage Bear" is a 45-
chapter novel in which a certain bearish college football player/
frat boy recalls his many sexual adventures and encounters.

All of fratbear's stories are available at:
http://fratbear.tripod.com/

******

"Sloan Cosgrove, Confessions of a Teenage Bear"
by fratbear (fratbear@excite.com)

Chapter 5: Moving On Up


"You get laid or something, Cosgrove?" Bobby Bickner looked at me with a
funny grin on his face as we waited for our food at the Cicero Dairy
Queen.

"What do you mean?" I acted nonchalant.

"I never thought it'd be possibly for a big guy like yourself to
actually swagger." Bobby was one to talk. Two seasons of junior varsity
football had turned him into a stocky 260-pound grizzly, complete with
jet-black goatee. He squinted at me. "Like you're Mr. Smooth and all."

Tony Wise, cheerfully adding a milkshake to his bulky frame, chimed in.
"He's right, Sloan. It's like you're suddenly all confident."

Zack and Frank just nodded in agreement.

Of course, this was the night after being the recipient of my first
blowjob from an anonymous married man at the Fort Arthur Mall. And I was
still wearing the cum-stained Cowboys football jersey to prove it, but
nobody seemed to notice it.

Our little clan of linemen was hanging out again on a Saturday night,
and maybe the guys were right. Perhaps my role in the group had changed.
I was no longer the quiet, insecure blob who had been just tagging along
all the time. I was now one of the guys. I thought how cool it was to
have a group of such good friends around me.

At the start of our junior year, we were all promoted to Cicero High's
varsity team. We were the big men on campus now, figuratively and
literally. And yet when it came to dating and fucking, all I could do
was stand back and observe my teammates as they went through the typical
mating rituals between teenage guys and girls. There was nothing I could
do about it.

***

That November, just after the season ended, my dad and I moved a few
miles out of town to a larger home. His contracting business was going
well, and he'd always wanted a two-story house, so we spent a week
packing up our stuff, letting a moving company take care of the heavier
items.

That afternoon, I watched the two movers sweating and groaning in the
sun as they packed up and loaded our worldly possessions into their
truck. Believe it or not, their names were Mutt and Jeff. Mutt was a
scrawny little guy, and I wondered how somebody as little as him could
make a living.

Then I realized that Jeff made up the difference. Jeff had to be 30
years old, at least six-and-a-half feet tall, and well over 300 pounds.
His shirt stretched taut over his thick muscles, and I could see a
thatch of black chest hair sticking out of the V in his shirt. He seemed
to always be squinting at the sun, giving him a perpetually dazed look
on his face.

I think my dad noticed me staring at Jeff's sweaty frame, because he
tapped me on the shoulder and whispered into my ear. "Come on, son,
we're paying them to work."

The next day, the movers were supposed to finish loading the truck and
deliver our furniture. When morning rolled around, though, my dad was
called away to meet with a client, leaving me alone in the vast,
unfurnished new house.

I liked my new bedroom. It was a lot bigger than my old one, with a
window that looked out into the backyard and at the undeveloped rolling
hills beyond it.

But there was nothing to do. The cable TV hadn't been hooked up, yet,
and I didn't feel like unpacking all those boxes. As I walked around my
room, I glanced in the mirrored closet door and realized that I was
massaging my crotch with my hand. Damn, I was one horny bastard.

What the hell, I thought, might as well inaugurate the new bedroom. I
peeled off all my clothes and stood before the mirror, flexing my
muscles and striking a few poses to accentuate my bearish features.

I lay down on my bed, resting my head on two pillows as I masturbated,
taking my sweet time. With dad constantly around for the past three days
supervising the move, I hadn't gotten a chance to shoot a load in half a
week.

I closed my eyes and moaned loudly just because I could. There was
nobody there to hear me. I thought back to the guy in the mall who'd
blown me six months earlier. Remembered how it felt. Tried to imagine
what it would feel like to have him doing it to me again.

"Oh, fuck..." I groaned. "Suck me. I want to cum in your mouth." I
growled, lost in my fantasy.

"Oh, fuck, I'm sorry." A deep voice came from the door.

Startled out of my reverie, I looked up and hurriedly pulled a bedsheet
over my big, writhing body.

Jeff, his clothes sticking to his body, was standing at my bedroom door.
He looked as startled as I did. I hadn't even heard the moving truck
pull up into the driveway. Damn double-glazed windows.

"Shit, man, I'm sorry," he apologized again. "I didn't know anyone
was... I was just checking out the house. I'll go..."

"Wait," I said. "Jeff, right?"

"Yeah," he replied, a bit uncomfortable.

"I'm Sloan."

"Yeah, I know," he said. "Look, man, I'm really sorry. You're not gonna
tell your dad or anything?"

"What am I gonna tell him, Jeff?" I chuckled. "That I was jerking off
and you walked in?"

Jeff also gave the thought a little laugh. "Yeah, I see your point. I'll
just leave you alone, then..."

"Wait," I said again. "You married, Jeff?"

Jeff looked confused for a moment. "No."

"Have a girlfriend?"

"No," he answered. I smiled, then he quickly added, "but I just broke up
with one."

Damn. The guy was straight as an arrow. I should've guessed by his
eagerness to leave. But I was feeling so horny that I had to give it a
shot.

"Can I suck your dick, Jeff?"

Jeff chuckled, as if it were a bad joke he was blowing off. But then, a
baffled look filled his face. "What?"

I decided to push it to the edge. "I'm offering to blow you. I want to
taste your cum."

Jeff looked around. Maybe he was afraid that I was taping him or
something. I then realized that he was making sure that Mutt wasn't
within earshot.

"You serious?" he asked.

I threw off the bedsheet, exposing my naked body. I grasped my meat and
started jacking off in front of him.

Jeff looked over his shoulder again, then closed the door and locked it.
As he walked towards my bed, he started unzipping his pants.

"Take it all off," I said. I had to see this guy in all his glory.

Jeff stopped, thought a moment, then unbuttoned his shirt and pulled it
off. His big muscles rippled under a thick layer of flesh covering his
body. Black fur covered his chest and stomach, and as he bent down to
take off his shoes and socks, I could see tufts of hair on his back. He
had to be the biggest guy I'd ever seen with his shirt off.

He unbuttoned his pants and dropped them to the floor. The guy wore
white briefs that were stretched to their limits. The head of his erect
cock poked out above the waistband.

He hesitated again, but then made up his mind and pulled off his briefs.
He stood fully naked at the foot of my bed, his red dick pointing to the
ceiling. I gasped. It was over 8 inches long, even bigger than my own.

Not even thinking about how I would get that monstrous thing into my
mouth, I just opened my mouth, inviting Jeff to fuck it.

He got the message and climbed up onto the bed on those thick legs. He
kneeled down, straddling my chest, his balls resting against me. His
dick dangled before my face, my head supported by the pillows.

Jeff looked down at my face. He looked a little scared by what he was
about to do.

"Yours is the first dick I'm ever going to suck," I said. "So I hope I
do a good job of it."

Jeff was already sweating profusely from the anxiety. "I just need to
get my rocks off," he said.

"Happy to help," I replied as I rubbed his furry belly.

I then placed my hands on his ass and pulled him towards me a little as
I raised my head and opened my mouth, taking the head of his cock into
it. I sucked on his cockhead like a lollipop.

Jeff immediately started to moan. "Oh, yeah... suck it. Suck my dick."

I took a few more inches of his dick into my mouth and suckled on it in
the same way a calf sucks on a teat. I just wanted to burn this moment
into my mind. I was sucking off a presumably straight moving guy.

I kneaded the muscles in his ass as he started to thrust his hips in
barely noticeable movements. I had maybe 5 inches of his cock in my
mouth, and that was as much as I was going to be able to fit.

I started bobbing my head back and forth, slipping my lips and tongue
over his hot piece of meat.

"Oh, god. Fuck," Jeff grunted as sweat rolled down his body and dripped
onto my chest. He started fondling his own nipples with his fingers as I
fingered his asshole.

I let out a low, rumbling growl, and I felt his body shiver in response.
"Oh, fuck. I want to fuck your hot mouth."

He gripped the headboard tightly with both hands and leaned forward, his
sweaty belly hanging over my face. He then started thrusting his hips,
sometimes violently, plowing his hard cock into my hungry mouth.

The bed shook and creaked as Jeff fucked my mouth. I was worried that
the bed would crash to pieces under 600 pounds of writhing manflesh.

I gagged a little with each thrust as the tip of his cock hit the back
of my throat, but that feeling soon went away. Jeff's balls slapped
against my chin as his whole body heaved back and forth.

With his ass bucking wildly, I took away my hands and grabbed my own
dick, starting to pump it with ferocity. I growled and moaned again,
causing Jeff to cry out.

"Uh, fuck! Fuck, I'm gonna cum. I'm gonna fill your mouth with cum." His
thrust became more fervent. He had his sweaty head hanging down to look
at his dick repeatedly disappearing into my mouth. He smiled as he
huffed, his hot breath blowing in my face. My bed was already drenched
in our sweat.

He suddenly threw his head back and arched his back, rearing up as he
thrust even harder and faster.

"I'm fuckin' cumming!" he cried out. "I'm gonna-"

He let out a choked grunt as his cock throbbed in my mouth.

His spunk spurted out of his cock and shot right down my throat. "Uh,
swallow it. Fuck!" Jeff groaned as more of his sweet-tasting cum poured
into my mouth. I tried to hold as much of it as I could in my mouth.

But I was forced to swallow it when I realized that my own cock was
ready to explode. I took a deep breath, giving Jeff's dick a really hard
suck. His body buckled from the sensation.

A thick jet of cum shot out of my dick and splashed across Jeff's sweaty
back. I growled with his cock still in my mouth, both of our members
shooting out what felt like buckets of cum. I beat my dick fiercely, my
juices splattering wildly across my stomach and Jeff's ass.

Finally, both of our orgasms died away, and Jeff sank forward, resting
his arms and head on top of the headboard. Sweat continued to drip off
his body onto me and my bed.

I suckled on his softening, shrinking cock, finally able to take its
full length in my mouth. I wanted to suck out as much cum as I could.

I placed my hands on his ass, now splattered with my own cum, and
managed to stick half of my middle finger up his ass. Jeff's body heaved
again, and his dick pulsed, releasing one final glob of cum onto my
tongue.

"Uh, fuck," he groaned as I withdrew my finger.

He sat up again and looked down at my happy face, still sucking away on
his dick. I could feel my cum dripping down his back over my hands on
his ass.

I ran my hands up and down his back, massaging my cum into his skin.

He smiled as he ran his fingers over my face and neck. "You've never
done this before?" He cocked his head skeptically.

Before I could answer, we heard a voice coming from downstairs. "Jeff?"

"Oh, shit, it's Mutt." Jeff clambered off the bed and started to dress
quickly. I made sure to make a mental snapshot of his naked body before
he pulled on his shirt. "That was really cool," he said as he tied his
shoelaces. "I've never gotten sucked like that by anyone."

I grinned, both at him and my own sense of satisfaction. "See you
'round, Jeff."

Jeff went to the door. "Don't forget to lock this behind me." He smiled
one more time and left.

I settled back into my bed as just stared at the ceiling, still tasting
Jeff's cum in my mouth.

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