Date: Thu, 27 Apr 2017 14:48:38 -0400
From: Orson Cadell <orson.cadell@gmail.com>
Subject: Brother Bear 4

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*****
Previous Chapter:

"Give me a minute, Jerome, or this is going to be less a film than an
animated short." He smiles and goes back to Billy's ass, obviously driving
my brother insane with the pleasure. I force myself not to touch my cock
and I see Billy spurting dogwater, enough to soak his own fur and begin to
dribble down his side. Oh yeah. This is going to be... oh my.

*****

Brother Bear 3: Morning in Minneapolis

by Bear Pup

*****

As soon as the edge is off, I lean forward and kiss my brother deeply. "So,
Baby Bro, tell me what you want."

"Oh, oh fuck. Oh God." He pushes Jerome away and say, "I want you, Jimmy."

I kiss him again as Jerome moves to the side, his face shiny with pre,
saliva and ass sweat. It's also shining with undisguised lust.

"You want me what, B-- Will?"

"Now! I want you now, Jimmy, please!"

"Sorry, little brother, but you have to be more specific." I grin wickedly.

"Oh GOD! You're making me say it? Please, Jimmy!"

"That's right, baby bro, I'm gonna make you say it." I slide a hand down,
giving his rampant cock a long, slow stroke, then his balls. He moans when
I tickle his taint and then nearly howls when my finger touches his
twitching hole.

"FUCK!" I expect it to feel disgusting. Instead it just feels... warm, wet
and... I can't help but admit it, inviting. I let the tip of my forefinger
slide inside. "OH, fuck, Jimmy! I want you inside me!"

I push the finger deeper and his moans increase. "Like this, baby brother?"
I saw the finger in and out slowly, teasingly.

"NO! MORE! Jimmy, more!" I slide a second digit in there and lets out a
broken groan. "No! I mean you, Jimmy! I want YOU inside me!"

I move between his legs, pushing my fingers deeper. His bright golden eyes
practically glow as they seek mine. "I am inside you, Will. See?" I wiggle
my fingers, finding an unexpected lump. Ah, so this is what the doctor is
poking in those prostate exams.

"OH, GOD, YES! Take me, Jimmy. Please. You want me to beg?"

"I want to hear you say it, baby brother. What EXACTLY are you begging me
to do?"

I being to tap a tattoo on his love nut. Billy throws his head back and
whines, "Fuck me, Jimmy. Fuck me!"

"Look at me when you talk to your big brother, young man." His blazing eyes
pop open and he stares into my own, seeming to get lost in them for a
minute.

His low voice moves past the begging and into commanding. "Fuck me,
Jimmy. Fuck me, you arrogant, gorgeous, fucking asshole. Get that cock
inside me. NOW!"

I pull out my fingers and lean in to kiss him, hard and deep. He's holding
his legs so tight and wide he's almost curled beneath me. He breaks the
kiss with a scream. "GOD DAMN IT! Fuck me! Jer, get him lined up, honey." I
hiss as I feel Jerome's hands stroke my balls then push my head against the
kissing, pulsing lips of my brother's ass. "NOW, Jimmy, or I-I-I-I swear to
God that I will flip you over and fuck myself on your dick. FUCK ME!"

"Well, since you ask so nicely..." I pop just the head in to the velvet
vice and Billy throws back his head and tosses it back and forth as he
groans.

He looks up at me and the most menacing growl I've heard in or out of a zoo
erupts, "MORRRRRRRE!"

I slide deep, feeling the sudden bump as I hit home and Billy lets out a
literal roar as I punch past it and start a slow fucking in and out, just
enough to pop back and forth across his nut. Billy releases his legs and
his powerful arm are behind me, one at my neck, the other the small of my
back, heels driving into my ass cheeks. He drags me in for a powerful kiss
as he begins to writhe into my own rhythm, pushing me deeper.

He grips the hair at the back of my head and pulls me out of the
kiss. "Ride, me, Jimmy. Fuck me senseless, you amazing, fucking, nasty,
perfect stud!"

Damn. I've NEVER been this hard. The tight walls of his ass stroke me, like
a thousand demanding tongues coming from all sides. Every thrust is new,
fresh, nasty, fantastic, addictive. I start slamming him as I rarely if
ever have a woman. And his body, his growls, his words, his snarls, his
ass, his arms... demand more. And I give it.

I'm dripping sweat onto Billy now. I feel it drizzle down my back and let
out a roar when I feel Jerome's tongue on my spine, licking my sweat from
my body. Harder, faster, deeper. Suddenly, I howl in surprise as Jerome
pops his long finger in my own hole and expertly pounds my own launch
button. I bottom out one last time, Jerome's hand locked by my clenching
ass.

"FUUUUUCK!" The sound is coming from two deep voices and I begin to unload
inside my brother and his spunk gushes between our writhing bellies. I'm
clenched, every muscle locked tight, but Billy is humping me with his ass,
fucking himself on my spurting prick, moaning and cussing and shouting. All
I can do it creak like a rusty door as I lose myself in the longest,
hardest orgasm in my life.

When it ends, so do I, collapsing like a ragdoll, boneless. Well, not
boneless. My hypersensitive, post-orgasmic prick is throbbing. I catch my
breath and start to pull back, stopped the legs locked behind my ass. Billy
growls below me and Jerome laughs. "Oh, no, Big Brother, you're not near to
being done." He moves off the bed and with shear muscle strength, Billy
flips us over, never letting my prick slide out.

"Oh, God, Bi-- I mean Will! You can't. *I* can't!"

"The hell you can't. Jer!" my brother growls, "Get to it, baby." Jerome's
finger is back in my hole, thick with lube and I buck up, driving deeper
into Billy's ass. That finger is joined by a second and I yelp. That
smarts! He then does unto me what I'd done unto Billy, thumping his fingers
up and down in an all-out assault on my love nut.

I howl as I drive up and up, lifting Billy's not-inconsiderable weight high
above my arching back. When I drop back down, Jerome's fingers slam my
prostate and I feel my nuts pushed down by Billy's meaty ass. I've never
been this deep in anyone, in anything, not even a sex toy has ever gotten
so much of me inside. I can feel Billy's asshole spread by the thickening
base of my dick where it joins my body. I can actually feel my pubes inside
him, scraping between his ass lips and the shaft of my dick.

Did I say I 'couldn't'? Um, wrong. But could damn well have said
'shouldn't'. The still-hypersensitive head of my dick is screaming, at the
very tipping point between ecstasy and agony as Billy beings to ride me
like a pony at the county fair. I start to moan like a whore and cuss like
a sailor. I'm making up words to hurl at my baby brother as he and Jerome
take me on the ride of a lifetime, a half-hour of wondrous, delicious
torment.

Billy puts an end to my noise if not my curses as he drives into a deep
kiss, almost a tongue-fuck. It completely changes the angle and he's
suddenly hunching forward and back. Jer's other hand comes into play,
massaging my churning, now-aching nuts. A high, girlish whine builds in me
and then I damn near bite my baby brother's tongue off as I start to blast,
almost as hard as before, but I know there's not a lot of juice left.

Billy throws himself upright and even back a bit. Jerome's fingers are gone
and I see him now, frigging his husband in a two-handed grip on that
fireplug dick. He leans in and bites -- actually gnaws on -- my little
brother's right nipple. Just as the whine had built in me, my
still-spasming dick can feel the growl build inside my baby brother until
he lets out a world-shaking roar and begins to pour his second lava-like
load onto me. I'm a shooter. Billy is a gusher. And a long-gusher to boot.

With a final grunt, Billy crashes forward getting an 'oof' from me. I see
Jerome yank his hands free, covered in a massive load of goo which he uses
to frantically fist himself to his own orgasm, accompanied by a low,
guttural, echoy bellow. He falls forward (another 'oof') and I'm asleep
just as I hear the first snore from baby bro.

Can you imagine anything as sexy as waking up in a cum-drenched tangled
mass of man-flesh? Well, I can. It's sticky, hot, and nasty, reeking of cum
and... other things. I worm my way out and stagger into the bathroom,
trying to avoid bouncing my incredibly tender tenders. I piss, then step
into the shower, yelping as (as always) I forget to warm it up first. Their
room, unlike mine, has a huge, roll-in shower and I luxuriate as the
(eventually) hot water washes life back into me. I jump a little at
splashing and turn to see Jerome yawning through a much-needed piss.

"You want to join me, Jer?" I furrow my brow as he drops his eyes and
blushes hard.

"Um, no, Jimmy, but thanks. I, uh, have to wait for Will." Speak of the
devil

As I turn off the water, my brother stumbles in, hands me a towel and
grunts, "You two don't want to be in here for this." He pushes us out and
closes the door and I can hear exactly why he said that.

Perhaps ten minutes later his voice calls from the other room. "Come on,
hon. Let's get cleaned up."

Jerome turns to me and says, "Could you be an angel and start the
coffee. Not the hotel one but the steel one next to it?"

Coffee. Now *that* is a mission I can get behind. I move into the living
area, closing the door behind me. I have no idea why. The three of us had,
only hours before, fucked each other senseless, and just now stood naked in
the same bathroom. Whatever. I turn to the counter and see what Jerome
meant.

Next to the hotel-standard, two-cup drip machine is a sleek steel cube. I
didn't even notice it last night and would probably have guessed 'extra
microwave' if I had. The front has a panel with slightly more options that
a new car. The one that is glowing green says 'CAFE' and I punch that, then
nearly shit as the thing erupts in a grinding whir like a jet taking
off. It rises in pitch the point I am actually alarmed and backing away
before it stops abruptly and I hear water start to flow. One of the
greatest smells on Earth, high-end coffee, melts into the room.

I settle back as the smells get better and stronger, waking me as if the
steam itself had caffeine. When it burbles into silence, the light on the
front that had been red while brewing is now amber. I spot the corner that
must be the carafe-handle and it slides out smoothly. I pour a cup, and
literally moan as I take the first lip-searing sip. I don't know what the
fuck this is, but coffee is far to crude a word. This nectar of the gods
needs a name with squiggly accent marks and at least a couple
apostrophes. It is heaven in a cup.

I pour two more and juggle them into the bedroom, sitting them on the
dressing table/desk/TV stand. I knock on the bathroom door and speak loud
enough to be heard through over the shower, "Coffee's up!"

Jerome's voice calls back, "Thank God for small miracles. Can you bring it
in?"

I gather the mugs by the handles and elbow the door open
and... freeze. Jerome in on one knee, soaping Billy's leg as he stands with
one hand on the wall and the other on Jerome's head, almost as if petting
him. It takes a second for me to wrap my brain around the sight. Well, one
of my brains. The one lower down took it in quickly and wholeheartedly --
whole-dicked-ly -- approves as I shoot through chub and straight to hard.

Jerome looks up. "Perfect. Can you hand Mr. Grizzly here his Java before he
bites my head off, please?" He turns back to his scrubbing and I lurch over
and hand Billy the cup. He blows on it three times, takes a massive gulp
and howls, then smiles.

"Ah. Human again. At least for a couple hours." Jerome laughs and I get
it. Human until the fursuits go back on.

I lean back and watch as Jerome rinses the suds out of that thick coat of
fur, when he gets about done and starts to flush the water through Billy's
crack, my brother leans forward, setting the coffee mug on the ledge and
Jerome dives in, rimming him deeply. Jerome hears me suck in a surprised
breath and turns, smiling. "Well, I have to make sure the soap's gone,
right?"

Billy chuckles and turns, grabbing a towel. He looks at me and asks, "You
wanna?"

"Um, uh, um, no. I sh-sh-showered already." He laughs at my bugged eyes and
blushing stammer.

"No, seriously, big brother. Jer loves it, and you will too. Great way to
start the day."

Jerome, still on one knee, had wide eyes and a huge grin. He blushes hard
and swallows, looking up at me, "Please?"

I set down my mug and sleepwalk to the shower, sighing when the warm water
flows over me. I begin to moan as Jerome's strong hands start to soap my
body and gasp when he gets to my nipples. Billy's right. What I did earlier
was a shower; this is a stand-up, hot, deep-tissue erotic massage. He gets
to that fucking kink I can never get out of my left shoulder and I yelp
then moan deeply as he begins to tease it out. When he moves on, I rolls my
neck. "Holy fucking Christ, that's good."

Billy chuckles. "Told ya."

Jerome rinses my torso and goes to work on my legs, finding and killing off
any number of aches. He lovingly soaps up my rampant cock and tender nuts
like a lover... well, I guess there's no 'like'. As of last night, he is a
lover. I moan deep as he lovingly cleans and caresses my ass and crack,
even a little into the hole itself which makes me gasp and quiver.

His hands push me forward and I have just enough sense to brace myself
against the wall, shuddering with pleasure as he expertly tongues my
ass. Holy fuck, a guy could get used to this. Jerome pulls back. I
straighten and look over as he gives what can only be called a pleading
look to my baby brother. Billy smiles indulgently nods, "Go ahead,
honey. You earned it."

I almost scream as his mouth engulfs my cock and takes me deep and slow,
drawing it out like a fine meal. He latches onto my ass with both hands and
begins to face-fuck himself. Unconsciously I put my hands behind his head
then yank them back as if burned. Billy laughs, "No, Jimmy, go
ahead. That's his thing."

I put my hands back and he moans around my cock and I take over the motion,
long, deep, sensuous strokes. When I'm in his mouth, his tongue is
everywhere. When I'm in his throat, he swallows convulsively making me
quake with need. It's the ultimate morning luxury and I savor it. Then like
a switch being flipped, I can take no more. I throw my head back a let out
a guttural, primordial groan as I unload, Jerome going wild to consume
every drop I can produce.

Billy says softly, "Use your foot, Big Bro. Show him he did a good job." I
look down as Jerome continues to swallow my spunk and take my soap wet foot
and run it across his monster erection. He squeals around my softening
cock, slurping me and humping his dick between the flesh of my sole and the
warm, wet tiles. I can feel him shudder his way into an orgasmic release,
flooding the shower floor with his impressive load.

We all catch our breath. "So what are you doing tonight, Big Brother?"

"Um, um, um, f-flying home."

"Oh well."

"Um, when and where is the next con, baby bro? I ask because I'm sure I
*have* to be there for work at the same time?" All three of us chuckle and
smile. Yeah. That is DEFINITELY going to happen."
 
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