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Brave Mr. Bear said, “I really wanted to have a hard go at your gut before, well, you know. But as you also know I don't have much of a bargaining chip since you took me apart. I am really good with my gloved fists but I'm not going to beg. If you're ready, I'm ready to use my tight cop gloved fists on your gut, big man!”

“Well, let's see what you can do. Here's fair warning, though. The only thing that can get you really hurt, for me to do serious damage is if you let a punch stray low. I fuckin' promise you, you don't want to know what will happen if you make that mistake.”

The Sergeant Major MC tightened the gloves on his fists and stood still. He had his fists up but they weren't blocking his midsection at all. I was pretty sure that all Mr. Bear was going to do was tire himself out before he was fucked. It had been a long time since someone had dismantled Mr. Bear like that. I knew I was going to enjoy the show!

My bear friend moved in slowly and chose his distance. You could tell that he was in thought as he smoothed the thin leather of the gloves over his fists. Moist with his perspiration, they glistened in the harsh light. When the first punch came it was thrown with all the force he could muster. It landed deep into the cop's gut hole and moved him back a bit. I was surprised by the force of the punch but not by the result.

The cop just reached down and fondled his hard cock and said, “That's a nice start. Keep going.”

Mr. Bear did his very best. Had he not taken the gut torture he'd received earlier, but No, the result would have still been the same. His hard fists sprayed sweat from the midsection of the Sergeant Major as he worked hard to triumph. He was punching with a fury I'd not seen from him, and I never wanted to be in front of him when he again unleashed it.

I believe he would have punched with the same intensity until he fell dead from heart failure. But the big cop finally halted the work.

“I've seldom seen such determination Mr. Bear. I would have enjoyed having you in my Marine unit. You've done yourself very proud. It would be proper for me not to fuck you but the problem is, I really want that fine ass of yours. I want to spread those muscled cheeks, get a good hold and plow your ass and make you mine. I've decided that the three of us are going to have lots of good sex in the future. You might not have to take my cock up your ass every time, but at least lots of times. I've chosen a couple of bitches!”

He laughed when he said the last part, and led Mr. Bear over to the bench. Mr. Bear was worked in much the same way as I. On his back, latex glove over the leather one, lots of lube, two and three greased fingers up his ass, firm probing and fingering and then lots and lots more anal massage.

But one area that got much more attention this time were the protruding nipples of Mr. Bear. The nipples themselves were large and erect and the areolae on both were a dark brown. While his lubed glove was deeply massaging the hole at hand, Sergeant Major was licking, nibbling and sucking the reddening nipples. He spent lots of time here, and his thick cock was dripping with excited anticipation. Mr. Bear was moaning appreciatively. I stood with my privates over his face but chose not to start with my cock in his mouth. He was still pissed at me for the finger fucking and I decided not to press the issue, at least at first.

“In the Marines I barebacked lots of guys. There didn't seem to be as much of a problem with disease as there is now. But I always suit up now. So jack off artist, would you like to roll a rubber onto this slab of meat? You can try to put it on with your mouth, but it might not take as long if you use your gloved hands, and Mr. Bear is more than ready . I know you won't pass up a chance to get your cop gloved hands on this cock!”

I gave an attempted sigh of resignation to Mr. Bear, still trying to minimize the damage I would later receive from his cop gloved fists. Then I took the XXL rubber from the gloved hand of the big Marine. He was huge, and I was amazed that I'd been able to take all of it. I spread the rubber a bit, got it over the glans penis and then rolled and pulled it up his shaft. I took a chance and gently massaged his heavy ball sac, looked into those intoxicating eyes and then went back up to the head of Mr. Bear.

Muscled legs were moved up onto muscled shoulders and the big man pole was covered with lube. Then the locomotive again headed toward the tunnel. He may have lubed and opened up Mr. Bear a little better than he did for me, because it seemed that the locomotive entered the tunnel more easily than it had for me. He guided his thick cock into the dark canal and began to pump. Deeper and deeper and stronger and stronger were his thrusts. His cop gloved hands were up near Mr' Bear's chest so he was leaning forward and gaining additional leverage. His thrusts were powerful, and I thought it only considerate to provide cheerleading in kind.”

“Nail that fat ass! He wants it but he can't feel it! Is that all you've got? Spread that ass out! Pump him hard! Give him that big, thick cock. He wants cop cock, so let him have all of it! Fuck him good and deep!”

Later I asked Mr. Bear if he'd heard what I was saying while he was getting fucked and he said, “Probably not everything you said but enough, for sure!”

One nice thing that Mr. Bear did get that I didn't get was a slow tight leather cop gloved jack off of his hard bear cock. He got his ass plowed but he also got an expert jack off of his meat. The pumping of his ass and the jacking of his cock were in unison and his smiles and his tears were from both actions.

But both actions took quite a while because it seemed neither man wanted this sex to end. When the Sergeant Major slowed his pumping he also slowed his cock jacking. But I was also occupied because I now had my cock in Mr. Bear's mouth and he was sucking for both our pleasures. What a nice husky bear!

The big Marine now cop shuddered and blew a full rubber of creamy, steamy cop cum up a bear's ass! At close to the same time the two men produced from a bear many squirts of thick juice. I'd already sprayed Mr. Bear's sweaty face with all the cum I could muster.

Then the fucker said to me, “Lay your head on Mr. Bear's chest with your mouth up”. I did as I was told, he pulled his big cock out of the well-used indeed frequented tunnel, pulled the rubber off that proud tool and lowered the rubber into my mouth. It was full of Sergeant Major's warm cum and I knew I was to get all of it if that was possible. (By the way, the taste was delicious and unforgettable!)

Much later, when we were driving away we were both lost in thought. The experience was so fresh in our minds that there was no doubt it had happened. In addition, the Sergeant Major had made us quite aware that we would both be back under his strong direction in the future.

As we drove out of town Mr. Bear, bare...yes, a pun!...BARE chested, was gently rubbing his gut with a tight cop-gloved hand. When I asked him how badly it hurt he said, “Well, you won't get it as bad as I got, but I'll certainly do my absolute best on you! I heard more of your cheerleading than you know.”

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