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The next moment I was holding Mr. Bear from behind and he felt my hard cock against his ass the same way. It was very hot to see two fully erect cocks in front of me at the ready. The Sergeant Major's cock was bigger, but my Mr. Bear's cock was more veined and pulsing. I wanted both of them in my mouth!

The Sergeant Major cop started by cupping Mr. Bear's hard cock and balls in a gloved hand and putting his other hand behind Mr. Bear's neck. He then offered a passionate kiss, their tongues seeking the advantage. Mr. Bear could give as good as he got in this department. In fact his lovemaking in the kissing department was the best I'd ever experienced. SgtMaj raised the cop glove back up with precum in the palm, tasted Mr. Bear's juice approvingly and then put the palm over Mr. Bear's mouth. Mr. Bear licked the glove clean of his cum.

Now he started in on Mr. Bear. I loved watching skilled gut punching, but this was much more. It was man to man work that would get any man hot and hard. He would land a gloved fist in a hard gut punch and Mr. Bear would let out an “Oomph” sound in response. What a powerful man! He worked slowly and continued to tighten the leather on his big fists quite often. And then he'd land another punch with the same “Oomph” sound from my Mr. Bear. I was loving being there while he got worked over! I was getting to watch much more than I could handle. As both erect cocks bounced with the effort I got even harder. I thought about a bit of anal penetration with my dripping cock, and the Sergeant Major saw a change in the expression of his recipient.

“Not a good idea. I know his ass is moist and your hard cock is right there, but you remember what I said. I'll do the fucking, and it will be the realization of both of your dreams.”

So I secretly eased two cop gloved fingers inside moist Mr. Bear and began to work. I plunged, spread and plunged some more. A good gloved two digit finger fucking did Mr. Bear receive! He was having enough trouble concentrating on the hard gloved punches to his gut. He made a mental note to take me to task later!

More gut punching on Mr. Bear and more “Oomphs”! And they were getting louder. I'm loving it! And then I notice a bench to the side of the room. It's a weight lifter's bench and it seems to be just the right height. If a man was on back there could be a sexual assault into his two holes at the same time. Or on his stomach. That would work the same way. A bench at the perfect height.

Mr. Bear had had enough. He felt he'd had enough but Sergeant Major was not yet of that opinion. He centered his body and began to throw hard combinations to the red torso, and it seemed he'd never be satisfied with his torturous work. Mr. Bear had taken more and harder punches to his beer gut than I had, and he was completely drained.

“Your gut is really fucked, isn't it? You've had all you can handle and you're finished, right? What, no smart ass comments? Tell me you've had all you can handle”, the big cop said.

But Mr. Bear wouldn't relent. He kept quiet, and I'm sure he glared at his opponent.

So the onslaught began again. With even more vigor than previously, and with four and five hard punches in combination. He took a series of three of these combinations before he sank to the floor. Our host then lifted him back up, put a muscled forearm across his heaving chest to steady him and again kissed him passionately, with the other gloved hand on his slick with cum, hard cock.

And then it happened as I had expected. Before I knew it, I was on my back on the bench, with a panting Mr. Bear near my head with his bear cock touching my lips, and Sergeant Major at the other end. With some effort, he rolled a rubber onto his massive cock and placed that power tool against my ass, as he slipped a black latex glove over his right leather glove. Then he put lots of lube on his fingers, worked it in and first two fingers then three went up my anus, lubing and spreading my sphincter to get it ready for a very big cock. Then more lube and more spreading, and then his glans penis was resting against the hole of my ass. He squirted more lube on his thick shaft, the latex glove came off with a pop and my legs were raised up with my calves resting on muscled shoulders. I felt leather cop's gloved hands at my side.

Mr. Bear's hard cock was now in my mouth and I tasted his familiar precum. I could feel him leaning over to reluctantly kiss the hairy muscled pectorals of Sergeant Major. I knew my mouth was going to get a thorough, Mr. Bear fucking! But that end was not the concern as I felt the pressure against my other hole. I felt more and more pressure, and then the pressure relaxed some.

“You knew you'd have to work some to take my cock. And I know you want to take it all, so open up that hole and let my big freight train in! I've got a full load I'm going to deliver and I want your ass nice and hot and lubed to take my load. I'll push some and then pull out, and then push again deeper and pull out again, just like moving a locomotive into a close tunnel. I guarantee your tunnel is going to welcome this train and its passengers.”

In the beginning of his entry I may have passed out as he was thrusting his big “locomotive into my tunnel”. But after a while I realized he was moving nine inches of thick ass splitter deeper and deeper into my hole. He'd slide in and stop, push a little harder and then pull back out so I could handle it. And of course, there was a cheering section.

“Give him that big cock, take it, take it all! Fuck him deep, deeper, deeper. Make him take it all. Cream his ass. Don't let up. Plow that ass. Fuck him good!” Mr. Bear was rapidly and forcefully fucking my mouth and I was surprised he hadn't shot his own steamy cum down my throat, he was so excited. His cop gloved hands were on my shoulders so I was a fixed target at both ends.

Then I realized Sergeant Major was now probably scoring all of his thick hot cock on each thrust. His gloved hands were now on my shoulders, intertwined with Mr. Bear's tight cop gloved hands, and he was using the extra leverage to make it happen. He continued to slowly pump to full depth.

I couldn't see the leather gloves on his hard fists being smoothed but I heard him say that if I didn't take all he had and keep taking it, he'd use them again. I couldn't see them but I could hear the right leather fist pop into the other gloved hand. Convincing!

I'm now tasting more of Mr. Bear's precum, a taste we've both received from each other often. Surely he's getting close; go ahead and fill my mouth so I can concentrate on my ass. As Sergeant Major speeds up and gets closer to climax I wonder if he can he fuck me, shoot a load and still be ready for Mr. Bear? Hell yes, I'm sure he can!

Finally Mr. Bear unloads his cum into my mouth and down my throat, jacking his cock with a cop gloved hand so I get every last drop of bear cum.

Now my ass is taking it even deeper now and harder, faster and deeper. Now slower but full thrusts, breathing deeper now faster and rest. I'm damned near delirious with pain and sexual pleasure. He's got a full cum load and I'm waiting, but the rubber will catch it. No, I want his creamy cum shooting up my ass.

I hear a bear roar that probably shakes the building as he cums, with only the rubber keeping his gift from me. He continues to pump eight, nine and ten full squirts and I feel the pressure of each one filling the rubber. With his cock still in me and hard he leans over and gives me a long, deep passionate kiss, and rakes his gloved cop hands roughly on my nipples.

“I needed that rough gloved work on my nipples earlier”, I say.

He laughed a boisterous virile laugh, pulled out and took the rubber full of cum off his big cock.

End of Part Three