The hot tub feels good, but the Scoresby’s scotch is better still. I lift the crystal whiskey glass and take a sip. It’s fire clouds in my throat.Bear63, who I met on chat, sits next to me in the hot tub. He’s a sexy softly muscled guy who has cum leakin’ off the tip of his nice thick cock after having fucked the brains out of my cubby and his otter cub about an hour ago. There’s cum droolin’ off mine as well. It bobs around in the hot tub’s bubbling jets of water like a little white worm.
Nice quiet evening, post-coital moment. Stars are blinking on overhead past the warm light of the tiki candles and the blue glow of the hot tub lights.
The bear guy next to me has his head leaned back on the side of the tub. He is very hunky handsome: heavy 5 o’clock shadow, head shaved bald, big bushy black mustache. His chest is very hairy and he has a nice little belly over muscles. He has a lit cigar he’s puffin’ away at.
I take another sip of my Scoresby’s. Feel the nice warm springtime air in my lungs, with a slight whiff of spicey cigar smoke.
On the other side of the large hot tub, our cubbies are whispering to each other like a couple of teenage girls. Whisperin’ with their hands cupped over their mouths, lookin’ at the bear guy and me, gigglin’. What are those two up to?
My chubby cubby is so beautiful handsome. Shorter than me, he used to be a very big boy, but has lost a lot of weight. He’s still chubby (he likes to say husky) and he has a nice belly that I adore and a very nice round ass and tits he can still lick himself. He’s getting muscle under that fat, though, and as he does, his confidence in himself has increased. It’s nice to see him happy. Luckily, he still adores his pa, big hairy belly and all. He may someday stop being a chub, but he’ll always chase his daddy.
The bear guy’s cub is what they call an otter, I guess - smooth and kind of lanky with a light slick of dark hair between his pecs and sliding in a belly line down to his bush. He has very dark eyes, like an otter’s too. He likes it a little rough, judging from how we fucked an hour ago.
The cubs are still whisperin’ to each other. Whisper, whisper, whisper.
Bear63’s hand moves over under the hot bubbling water and grabs my thigh. I take another sip of Scoresby’s and look. He’s starin’ at me with his cigar clenched between his teeth. Damn, he’s one hot daddy bear. He’s lookin’ at me like the horniest fuck I’ve seen in days. His hand rides up my thigh and without thinkin’ I spread my legs a little wider. His hand stops at my balls and rests there.
I put my hand directly around the shaft of his cock. He grunts and leans back again.
Life, as my cubby often says, is good.
The cubbys are still whisperin’ to each other, though every now and then between whispers, one of them leans over to the other and kisses him square on the mouth. Watchin’ these two cubs kiss makes me hard; their lips open and their tongues lightly graze each other’s mouths. They nibble each other’s lips softly a bit, before going back to their damn whispering.
“What are those boys up to?” the bear guy says. His hand grabs my cock and gives it a slow, long gentle-to-hard squeeze. Takes my breath away a moment.
“Hell if I know,” I say, giving his cock a nice long milk all the way up, until my fingertip slides into his piss slit. He groans.
“Maybe,” the bear guy says with a puff on his cigar. “Maybe we should leave them to it.” He reaches down past my cock and grabs my balls and tugs. I groan out loud.
“Damn,” I say, pullin’ his cock even harder. “Maybe we should.”
I look over and the cubs are starin’ at us. They both laugh as if on cue.
“Told you,” the otter cub says to my cubby. My cubby tilts his head a little, lookin’ at me like a puppy seein’ his master in a whole new way.
“You think so?” cubby says.
“Definitely,” the otter cub says.
I look over at the bear guy and see he’s still got his head back, but his eyes are slit open, starin’ right at the cubs.
“All right,” he says in his gruffest voice. “What kind of mischief are you boys up to?”
He pulls on my balls steadily with his hand and my cock is rock solid bobbing in the water and I have to muster a lot of focus to keep from closing my eyes and groaning again. I very slowly begin jackin’ his cock up and down in my fist. It’s become very plump and hard while I been touching it. I can feel the silky skin over the meaty meat as my fist moves up and down his shaft. He takes his cigar out of his mouth and sets it down on the side of the hot tub.
The bear guy leans over and kisses me on the mouth. He tastes like spicy cigar and he groans in my open, receptive mouth and our tongues are playin’ inside our mouths. I reverse hand position so I’m grabbin’ his cock overhand; my other hand goes to his hairy chest where I pinch his nipples. He’s released my balls and is yankin’ on my cock now.
“Hey!” cubby barks.
“You guys!” the otter cub hollers.
The bear guy pulls off me, lookin’ straight into my eyes. He is breathin’ heavy and I can tell that one or two more seconds of that and we’d have been fuckin’, though I’m not quite sure who would have been fuckin’ whom. He smiles.
“You cubbies have something to tell us?” he says without looking at them. He’s still directly over me and I lift my head and take his hard stubbly chin into my mouth and kiss it. He closes his eyes while I kiss down his neck.
“Hey!” the otter cub says. “Aren’t you daddies forgetting something?”
That stops us. The bear guy leans back into the pool and grabs his cigar. We stop hanging onto each other’s cocks and sit up, looking squarely at our respective cubs.
“Cubby, what are you up to?” I say.
The two cubs steal a quick glance at one another, then turn back to us. They start talkin’ like lawyers, in an even, clear tone, like suddenly we’ve become infants or something.
“I think perhaps you might be forgetting something here,” the otter cub says. “In your haste to get your rocks off on us poor defenseless cubs, you forgot to take care of your paternal duties to get us off, too.”
My cubby breaks out into a fake grin that is a little too much for him. It makes me smile a second, but since this seems to be a mock serious moment, I scowl instead.
“That’s right,” my cubby says with fierce conviction. He’s such a bad actor. “You guys came inside your cubs, but we cubs haven’t cum at all.” To prove his point, he stands up in the tub. His cock is strong and hard and points straight out from beneath his sweet belly. The otter cub stands too and shows his hard, slightly upward curving cock all throbbing and ready.
“Well, damn!” says the bear guy, all mock concerned. “We have been remiss in our duties, bearman,” he says to me.
I take a swig of Scoresby’s and smile. “Well, boys,” I say in a soft gruff voice. “Why don’t you guys go fuck yourselves?”
The bear guy roars with laughter, slapping the water with his flat hand. The otter cub’s mouth falls open and my cubby splashes water at me.
“Pa!” he cries. “You are wicked and need to be punished!”
“That’s right!” the otter cub says.
The bear guy is chuckling. Seems he’s heard this one before. I remember the towel with the paddles and leather straps by the pool when we arrived here at their place and wonder what he’s got in mind. I might could bottom every now and then, but I don’t think I could sub.
“You boys should find yourself a nice little bed to play in,” I say gruffly. “And I’m sure you’ll figure it out.”
I reach out and grab the bear guy’s cock again. He smiles and tilts his head back like discussion’s over.
“No!” the otter cub and my cubby say together.
“You always get to have your way,” the otter says.
“That’s because I’m the daddy,” the bear guy says with his eyes closed.
The otter cub sloshes across the tub toward his top. He pulls my hand off bear guy’s cock and leans into him. Bear guy opens one eye and smiles.
“I’m twenty-seven,” the otter cub says in a low, clear voice. He reaches under the water and pulls one of the bear guy’s legs up onto his chest and shoulder. “I’m old enough to learn.”
I turn and look at my cubby. He’s standin’ there hard as stone, lookin’ at the otter’s hard, round ass.
“What’s good for the goose?” the bear guy says quietly.
The otter cub moves down and kisses his pa, whose arm moves up and behind his otter cub’s waist. Otter cub’s hand is on his dad’s cock while the bear guy’s other hand is slow jackin’ his cub’s.
Now, I got to tell you, I would never have thought this would happen. My boy is a dyed-in-the-wool bottom and, though he’s played around with other guys suckin’ him off, he’s never fucked anyone, let alone me. I have a hard time buyin’ this one.
“Really, son?” I say to my cubby. “You want to try fuckin’ your dad?”
“No,” the otter cub says, stepping back from his dad and dropping his leg into the pool with a splash. “He wants to try fuckin’ my dad.”
My eyebrows go up and my cubby grins his true evil grin. The otter cub sloshes over in the tub until he is standing directly in front of me and my cubby sloshes over to stand in front of the bear guy.
Well, well, well.
“Well fuck,” the bear guy says with a chuckle. “If there’s one thing I’ve learned over the years, it’s that when a cub makes up his mind...”
Both us daddies chuckle.
“Hush up, bottom boys!” cubby says, though he doesn’t pull it off well and it makes me laugh again. “Now turn over and take your punishment for being neglectful daddies and for not getting your cubs off.”
Judging from my throbbing cock, I guess this ain’t that bad an idea. As the otter cub sloshes over to the towels to get some condoms and lube, I take one more look at that otter cub’s curvy cock. It’s kind of longish and it gets kind of thick at the base of it. His balls look like they hold enough cum to blast a hole in my guts. Hope the condom holds.
I look over and my cubby is already deep kissing the bear guy. My cubby’s a very good kisser and it looks like the bear guy’s no slouch either. After a bit, the bear guy moves, turning around slowly in the water until he’s kneeling on the hot tub seat, his ass rubbing against my cubby’s cock. His arms are resting on the side of the hot tub. Cubby lays his hard cock on the guy’s butt crack and takes a condom from the otter cub. He begins rolling it down his cock.
I’m so proud of my cub at this moment. I can’t believe he’s grown up so fast.
“Your turn,” the otter says. He’s got a dark wickedness in his eye that is making my butt itch and I do believe this guy might could get me off here.
He moves in, his hot breath in my ear. “You game? Bear? Man?” he says, and licks his tongue gently into my ear. Damn, god fuck it feels so good and he’s breathin’ into my ear and groaning and fuck, yeah, I’m game, boy.
I turn over and kneel on the hot tub. I hear the otter rolling the condom on and I feel the warm wet grease of his lubed up finger as it slips between my ass cheeks and finds my asshole. His finger slips inside.
Ungh, I grunt. It’s been a while. The otter is wiggling his finger in and out of my butt, lubing it up good. I turn and see the bear guy clenching his teeth as Cubby slides two lubed fingers into the guy’s butt.
“Damn, cubby,” I murmur. “Damn.”
He turns and looks at me. He is so turned on. His eyes are on me when he takes his condomed cock and pushes it against the guy’s hot tight daddy hole.
“Aw!” he gasps and his eyes roll back a moment.
“Fuck!” the guy says, “Hang on there, cub. Let me get used to that monster.”
A tight loud slap on my asscheek wakes me from that reverie.
“You ready for it, boy?” the otter cub says into my ear.
“Yes sir,” I growl back, only loud enough for him to hear.
At first, his cock is like a gentle push against my asshole. But it doesn’t let up and soon I’m feeling the full fuck pressure and, yeah, I guess, a little pain of this young strappin’ otter cub’s long invading cock in my ass.
“Breathe, pa,” my cubby’s voice comes to me through the pain and the sounds of the hot tub. “Breathe.”
I remember this. I breathe deep and it clears my mind a little of the pain. I breathe deep again.
“Good, pa,” my cubby says. “Now push.”
The student teaches the master. Makes me want to laugh, but instead I push and I feel the otter’s long cock go deeply into my butt and the warm and the slick and the hard of it makes my cock throb with lust and I gasp at how incredible it feels.
I look over and my cubby is full on fuckin’ that hot bear daddy. Full. On. Fucking. I must have taught him well all those times I banged his tight beautiful butt. The bear guy’s forehead is touching his hairy beefy forearms and he’s groaning every time cubby slides his cock deep into the guy’s ass. Cubby’s bush hair mixes with the guy’s ass hair and cubby’s balls slap against the bear guy’s ass cheeks. But it’s all happening much faster. Wham, wham, wham, and the water is sloshing and sloshing. My cubby’s riding that ass for all it’s worth, his hands planted flat on the guy’s lower back.
“You ready for yours?” otter cub says. I feel the full length of his cock in me and it feels good.
“If you think you’re man enough,” I growl back.
Otter cub grabs my waist and I feel him move. He has no mercy. He pulls back, almost out my ass and then pounds full force into me. I holler and he puts his hand over my mouth and pounds my ass. Deeper, deeper than I’ve ever had a guy go in me. Harder than I’ve ever been fucked in my life. This cub, this twenty-seven year old otter cub is fuckin’ me like a genuine merciless pro, and it feels so good and so hot moving against my prostate and I’m pretty convinced that I could cum without even touching myself right now.
The tub is sloshing water everywhere as the two cubs pound away on our asses and I hear the bear guy beginning to chuckle with lust.
“Fuck me, cub,” the guy says. “Goddamn, you taught this boy well.”
We fuck in rhythm for a while, my butt feeling the friction and the lube and the hot tub water and I’m beginning to remember why it’s good for a top to bottom every now and then.
“Tag team fuck!” the otter cub yells. And I feel the otter’s cock pull out of my ass with a pop! and I’m feeling like he took my soul out with it, the good feeling of his cock inside me.
I hear the sloshing of the cubs taking each other’s place and I turn back to see my cubby whippin’ off his condom and tossin’ it away.
“You sure about this, son,” I say, lookin’ into my cubby’s beautiful eyes.
“Just this once, dad,” he says, the lust burnin’ there like I haven’t seen in a while.
“Then take my ass, boy,” I say, pushin’ it toward him.
And I feel him. I feel my boy’s cock driving down into my ass and it feels like love, not just a cock, and it feels like love, not just fucking and I yield to my boy’s insatiable hunger as I feel him pound and pound my ass.
I turn and see the bear guy. The otter has is pullin’ his head back, his hand over the guy’s mouth, and is pounding that poor guy’s butt like he’s pounding a fucking nail into wood and I just know that poor bear guy is going to be sore tomorrow. He’s grunting happy though, with his eyes a little unfocused and his hips thrusting back to each of his otter’s thrusts.
My boy leans his belly against my back and I feel his hips thrusting like a bad puppy and his cock deep in me and he says, “I’m going to cum, papa,” and I say, “Yeah boy,” I say, “Cum in your daddy, son,” and he hollers like a wolf to the moon and says, “Ah god, dad I love you,” and I feel stream after stream of hot cub cum squirting like a firehose up inside my guts. His balls are draining inside me and I feel him grabbing hold of me around my waist as he pumps the last of his jizz into his dad’s butt.
The otter cub is cursing, “Fuck! Take it you fuckin’ cunt!” he yells and his dad is laughin’ while the otter is shootin’ inside him.
My boy collapses onto my back and after a moment of us breathing heavily in sync, his cock softens and slides out my butt. I turn around, sitting onto the seat and my cubby collapses next to me, his head on my hairy chest. I stroke his head softly.
“What a good boy you are,” I say. “You fucked your pa just like I taught you.”
My boy is catching his breath. “You think?” he says.
I kiss him on the top of his head. I turn and see the bear guy and his otter sitting side by side and they’re muttering things to one another and kissing each other and I feel like I’m intruding by watching, so I turn back to my cub. I lift his head and kiss him.
“I love you, cubby,” I say. “You will always be my son. No matter how old you get.”
Cubby smiles and sighs, putting his head back on my shoulder.
“I love you too, pa,” he whispers. “Always.”
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