Two Bears, One Twink

The next day, Luke received an unexpected message on his phone. The couple of robust bears that had used him so well the previous afternoon wanted to see him again. That was enough to make him start twitching in his briefs. His hole was still loose from the heavy fucking, but he wouldn't miss the opportunity of a round two.

Chris and Don welcomed him back into their hotel room. Both were already undressed and all sweaty from a long walk on the beach, their massive hairy cocks already hard and throbbing for some action. Luke barely closed the door and got on his knees to slurp some dong.

"Ready for more throat fucking?" Chris asked, his dark beard twisting into an evil grin.

They threw him back and forth between their cocks, their low-hanging nuts shaking in the air and hitting his chin with every thrust, and their big bear asses bouncing and getting sweatier the more they used him.

"Fuck, I love trashing his little throat," Don confessed between deep thrusts, saliva covering his dark blond bush.

They let out guttural sounds of pleasure as Luke massaged their cocks with his mouth, then carried him easily to the large bed, and he was sandwiched between their hairy, sweaty bodies like the previous day.

"We're gonna make you stink again," Chris said in Luke's ear.

"Yeah, stink of real man," Don moaned as he lay his weight on top of Luke's smooth slim body.

"Thank you, sirs... please do..." Luke moaned in ecstasy, shaking with the pressure.

Chris and Don chuckled at his submission, and a minute later they were crushing him with their weight, in a delicious bear sandwich with the twink in the middle: Chris lay comfortably on the bed, with Luke against his belly, and Don on top, squashing him nicely.

Soon enough, the mature bears covered the young lad in their manly scents, as promised, and he was all slippery in their sweat. Luke had never felt so overpowered by such masculine energy before, as they were even stronger this time, and the sensation of their juicy wet bodies mixed with their hairy chests, hairy bellies and hairy legs was a wonderful combination, like being massaged by strong forces of nature.

Luke couldn't stop moaning and wiggling between the two men, as he was dominated in a casual wrestling competition - he was clearly no match for them. He was thrown around like a doll again, until they decided to give him some more longdicking.

After applying some natural lube - warm bear spit - to his fat schlong, Chris split Luke open, and pounded away with gusto at his bubble butt, while Don shoved his prick into Luke's mouth and made his fat nuts clap his chin again.

After a few minutes of intense fucking, they switched positions - Don entered Luke's used pucker, while Chris abused his throat. And they kept at it, easily overpowering the young man and turning him into their fucktoy for the afternoon. The air conditioning was turned off as usual, and the room became a puddle of bear funk and twink squirms.

After a few hours of intense sexual intercourse, of delicious bear-on-twink action, the two burly men lay side by side, exhausted and completely satisfied, their hairy bodies relaxing in a puddle of their own sweat, with Luke awkwardly crushed between them, his face directly pressed against their armpits, and he lapped at them slowly, lost in a trance of submission.

After a while, Luke stood up and brought some fresh beers from the fridge and offered them to the men, who now lay with their hands behind their heads, watching TV. Chris and Don looked at each other with a knowing smirk, as if they were thinking the same thing.

"Come here, buddy," Chris said, tapping the mattress. "We want to ask you something important."

Luke sat on the bed next to them. He observed their incredibly wide bodies, those massive muscles and big beer bellies - he just couldn't believe his luck, being a little deer among those two savage beasts.

"How would you like to be our private fucktoy?" Chris asked.

"What do you mean? I'm your fucktoy already," Luke replied.

Both men let out warm laughs.

"We want to take you home," Don explained calmly. "Our vacation ends tomorrow, and we'd love to take you to our house and own you."

"Own me, sir?" Luke asked innocently. The thought of being owned suddenly sent a wave of excitement through his body, his dick starting to twitch in front of them. He noticed the two bears were also hardening and throbbing.

"Yes, own you as our private property and our little maid," Don completed, his blond beard stretching as he grinned.

"That means you'll stay in our house for as much as you like, as long as you serve as our fucktoy, and cook and clean for us," Chris explained, his large rod now throbbing at full mast. His partner's schlong also twitched hard as a rock.

Luke thought for a moment. The idea of abandoning his town to live with a couple he had met a day earlier was both fearful and exciting. He reflected on his life and tried to come to a conclusion. He didn't have many friends, and his family wasn't particularly supportive of his choices. After finishing his degree in interior design, he still hadn't found a job, and experimenting in a different city could bring opportunities.

The truth was that Luke wasn't the most ambitious 25-year-old twink, but he had always dreamed of serving men, of being useful to them, of being a good boy; of course taking manly cocks and making men happy and comfy was his secret aspiration, and now he was being offered a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. His chance to shine.

"I would love to be your private fucktoy, sirs," he said happily, his cute dick twitching in the air, making the men moan in approval.

"Perfect. It's gonna be great, we promise," Chris said, his cock throbbing aggressively. "You know... having a little bottom will be the perfect dynamic for us."

"Yep, we both love overpowering little bottoms, so having a private bitch will be awesome for our needs," Don said, grinning and throbbing.

The next morning, Luke woke up earlier, brushed his teeth, and threw his casual clothes into a small backpack. He had the feeling he wouldn't need many clothes for his new role. Chris and Don were nice enough to wait for him outside his little apartment, their big truck rumbling and ready to depart.

Luke entered the back seat, while the men sat in the front. The air was soft and the sun was mild that day, and they had a calm three-hour-long trip. The bears exchanged looks and peeked at the back seat the entire journey, their cocks hardening uncontrollably. Luke also twitched happily, thinking of all the fun he would have.

Both Chris and Don were very satisfied to have captured a cute pup from their favorite vacation. They were almost exploding with both happiness and horniness, as they couldn't wait to break in their new toy in their cozy suburban home.

Luke gasped as the truck drove into a lovely leafy neighborhood with lots of space and privacy, until they finally arrived at a nice sturdy house with a bushy fence and a small pool in the back.

"T-thank you," Luke stuttered, as the men offered to carry his stuff for him.

"Welcome to your new home, buddy!" Chris said, as he opened the front door, revealing a comfortable living room attached to a large kitchen and a carpeted staircase, which disappeared into a corridor that gave way to two bedrooms and two bathrooms.

The bears showed him around the house, presenting their lovely garden and the small sparkling pool with two big lounge chairs in front of it, and a recreational area for exercises and barbecues. The home's interior was covered in vintage wooden furniture, dark leather and thick rugs, creating a grounded, masculine atmosphere that matched well with their owners.

"What do you think, puppy?" Don asked, with a happy grin on his paternal face.

"This is a great place! I can't believe I get to live here and serve you both," Luke said.

"You get to be our little pup. Yay, buddy!" Chris sang playfully in Luke's ear, messing up his light-brown hair.

"Why don't we undress our new puppy and give him something special?" Don said, grabbing Luke's neck and enveloping his torso with one arm.

Luke moaned as the two men pulled his clothes off him - first the shirt, then his little shorts, then his soft briefs, and he was suddenly naked in their living room. The men continued wearing their t-shirts and cargo shorts and flip flops.

As Chris squeezed and slapped Luke's soft butt, Don reached for a drawer in the corner and grabbed a small box.

"Go ahead, have a look," the man said, presenting the box to Luke.

Luke gasped when he opened it: it was a small butt plug with a cute dog tail. His face lit up as he stared at it, his heart beating faster.

"What do you think?" Chris asked, caressing Luke's ear. "Looks good, huh?"

"It's... so cute. Is it for me?" Luke asked, making the bears laugh.

"It's your new favorite accessory, buddy," Don sang against Luke's cheek. "Wanna try it out? Be our cute bitch boy?"

"Hmmm..." Luke moaned quietly. "Yes, please, I wanna be your cute bitch boy."

Luke was instructed to get on all fours on the rug, while Don hocked a loogie and spat on his twitching pucker. The plug went in easily, and felt firmly attached to his sphincter. Luke stared back and saw that the dog tail wiggled when he moved, and it was just the right size for his slim body.

"Aw, he looks so adorable," Chris observed, his bulge growing again.

"Fuck, he does... the most adorable puppy. Wag your tail for us, pup," Don said, leaning forward to flick the tail in mock admiration.

Luke moaned and moved his hips left and right, making the tail spring happily in the air. Both men let out guttural shouts of horniness.

"Fuck yeah, that's cute..."

"Keep wagging, puppy."

Chris and Don stood in front of Luke, as he wagged his tail as fast as possible, his dick twitching in the air with a thin rope of precum coming out. He observed their big hairy feet in flip flops, right in front of him, and couldn't resist, lowering his head and sniffing their toes.

"Fuck, look at him sniffing our toes like a pup," Chris observed.

"Fuck yes, he thinks like one," Don replied.

Both men had throbbing bulges as they observed Luke wag his tail and sniff their manly toes that had been steaming up and sweating through the trip. Luke loved the masculine scent, and couldn't resist anymore, giving them small licks of admiration. The bears moaned and chuckled in approval.

"That means he loves us," Chris observed.

"Hmm... so big, so strong," Luke let out between licks, then nuzzled their hairy ankles and muscular calves.

"Look how fucking gone he is already," Don said to his partner.

The bears grinned at each other and french-kissed roughly above Luke. They were both getting very steamy and wanting to rut. They exchanged some more dirty, noisy kisses and stared at each other with a knowing look.

"Let's use our puppy in our bed," Chris said.

"Damn right," Don agreed. "Follow us buddy, on all fours."

Luke crawled behind the two bears as they walked upstairs, through the corridor and into their comfortable master bedroom that had a large sturdy bed and a cool TV on the wall. Chris lifted Luke easily over his shoulder and threw him onto the mattress, then Don sat against the headboard, his thick legs spread wide, and began throat fucking Luke.

Chris kneeled behind Luke, pulled the tail until it came out with a funny pop, and replaced it with his thick schlong, starting a steady fucking rhythm. The men took turns trashing Luke's throat and loose pussy for the next hour, grunting and sweating like crazy, riding the powerful high of owning a private plaything.

They deposited two big loads of spunk into Luke's butthole, and sealed it right away with the butt plug. When the sunset came, the bears lay lazily on the bed and turned on the TV, while Luke walked downstairs and prepared their dinner. He made roasted chicken with mashed potatoes and steamed asparagus, as well as bacon and eggs, and for dessert he grabbed two pieces of chocolate cake from the fridge.

With his tail between his legs, he placed all the food on a large tray and carefully walked upstairs. His new owners were pleasantly surprised by his cooking abilities, and devoured the meal with big smiles on their faces, feeling all warm and cozy and worshiped. Luke kneeled on the rug by their bed and waited, smiling at the eventual loud burps.

Chris slapped Luke's cheek in approval, and told him to carry the empty tray and the dirty dishes downstairs, and clean up everything he wanted.

Luke obeyed happily, cleaning all the dirty dishes in the kitchen and tidying up the house, his tail wagging happily the more he took care of the men's place. After a while, he heard them laugh at some movie upstairs, and decided to bring them a few cold beers. They loved the pampering, and allowed Luke to nuzzle their feet and quietly sniff their toes, as they enjoyed themselves and filled their big hairy bellies with alcohol.

An hour later, Chris and Don slapped their full bellies and looked at each other suggestively.

"Well, I'm full and need to unload," Chris said.

"Me too. I have lots of beer piss to unload," Don said.

"What do you say, puppy?" Chris asked, in a suggestive tone.

"W-what do you mean?" Luke stuttered.

"Do you fancy some bear piss, buddy? Thirsty for hog juice?" Chris asked.

"T-that would be an honor!" Luke answered, his mouth watering with the sexy idea.

Luke crawled behind the men as they walked into the bathroom. He was told to kneel on the floor with his mouth open and get ready to swallow every drop. Chris was the first to unload, pointing his fat flaccid dong at Luke's eager mouth and unloading a strong, steaming piss right down his throat.

Luke choked and tried to swallow as fast as he could, the masculine taste sliding into his body and taking care of his thirst. It lasted for a good while, and he thought he wouldn't be able to take it all, but Chris and Don ganged up on him with stern words of encouragement, and patted his head in approval, until he succeeded in drinking even the last drop.

Don was next, placing his fat flaccid schlong between Luke's lips and unloading his powerful piss stream with a loud grunt. Luke gulped and gulped desperately, with more words of encouragement, trying his best not to gag. Don's piss tasted just as masculine as Chris', and Luke had never felt so dominated, and so full in his entire life. After another difficult minute of swallowing, he finally took the final drops.

"Good fucking puppy," Chris and Don said in unison, patting Luke's head. They looked genuinely enchanted. He had succeeded in swallowing both their full loads, and that was only the first time.

"Thank you so much, sirs," Luke moaned, his belly almost bursting with the two grown men's huge piss loads inside his stomach.

"We're so proud of you," Chris said as he slapped Luke's face with his dong.

"Yeah, taking all the piss from our big bellies. That's a talented boy," Don sang, mirroring his partner's action and slapping Luke's face with his hairy schlong.

"Fuck yeah, man, he really swallowed both our bladders," Chris said.

"Yep, huge bear bladders straight into his little stomach," Don said.

The bears moaned in approval and started cock-slapping Luke's face repeatedly at the same time, their flaccid dongs bouncing right in their pup's face. After giving Luke a floppy cock 'beatdown', they took a nice steaming shower together, covering their hairy bodies in soap, with Luke in the middle.

Luke moaned in ecstasy, enjoying the overpowering sensations of that day. Maybe being a private fucktoy wasn't the most proud position in life, and sooner or later he would have to find a job as an interior designer; but at that moment, he let himself go and appreciated being a good pup. Just a good pup for his massive owners - and that was an amazing happiness.