“So do you want a ride home or what fatty?” Moose asked snappishly. He crossed his arms and impatiently tapped his foot as he awaited his answer. 

Pj stared at the other man for a few moments the candy bar he had been munching on hanging limply from his mouth in his stunned state. “What?“ he asked. 

“You heard me Pee-gay.“ Moose huffed. “Do you want a ride or not.” he leaned forward glaring at the shorter man.

Was he really asking Pj if he needed a ride? The younger man gave Moose a suspicious glance and searched around the half empty school halls trying to see if the bully’s two minions were hiding somewhere in the shadows ready to pounce when he said yes. But to his amazement they were nowhere to be found. That meant that yes the gorilla was really asking him. “Um… sure that’s really nice of you!” Pj said with a slow nod. He couldn’t help the excitement that crept into his voice.

Pj‘s excitement however didn‘t seem to affect Moose. The large boy just huffed again and continued to glare at him. “Will you keep it down? People are going to hear you!!” He hissed. The sound of a group of students walking towards the pair made the ape nervous. They had to get out of sight. “Come on Pee-gay.“ Moose grabbed Pj by the arm roughly and pulled him into a nearby stairwell

“M…Moose your hurting me.”

“Sorry bout that fatty but I don’t need nobody thinking I associate with a loser like you.” Moose said watching as the students walk by. “And just so you know, no I don’t want to give you a ride. I have to.”

“What do you mean by that?” Pj asked.

Moose answered him by pulling out his phone. Quickly he went to his voicemail and pressed the play button Pete’s voice loudly coming over the small device. “Hey monkey boy I need ya ta do me a favor. Our little slut we what have our fun with is goin’ ta be awful sore taday.” There was the sound of laughter “‘Specially after the sex-I-nating I gave’um last night he-he.” Pj shuddered thinking about his night with his dad and Bubba. “So listen I want you to give’im a lift to the house. No arguments got it!” 

“I swear sometimes Mr. D can be a pain in the ass.” Moose commented once the message ended. Then getting an intensely worried look on his face he added. “Um… don’t tell him I said that ok.”

“O, Ok Moose.” Pj slung his backpack over his shoulder then looking down. “You don’t really have to give me a ride if you don’t want to.” He told the other boy. “I’m fine to walk home.”

“Oh no you don’t. You come home alone and Mr. D sees it, I’ll end up with my ass in a sling.” The Ape snapped. “So just get the rest of your junk and meet me in my car in ten minutes. Make sure no one sees you getting in and lay down in the back seat! No sense in taking the risk of anyone seeing you.” Moose grinned smugly at the younger man as if waiting for him to challenge his orders.

But he didn‘t get his challenge. All the other boy did was nod. “A…Alright if those are your rules.” Pj said dejectedly. 

Pj and Moose awkwardly stood there not sure what else to say to each other for a few moments before the older boy rolled his eyes and walked off in a huff muttering “Idiot.” under his breath as he left.  

“When are you going to start to treat me nicer?” Pj asked himself as he watched the gorilla leave. Knowing that he would get no answer the boy readjusted his backpack headed towards the back of the school.

(Well at least I didn’t have to walk that day. And despite my reluctance to burden Moose with a ride I was happy for it. I was so sore from what my dad and Bubba did to me last night. Each had taken turns trying to see how many times I could cum for their amusement. By the time they were finished I had came eleven times much to my dad’s disappointment. Said a real D’caht man should be able to cum more. But I was even more “disappointed” when I heard they were going to try again in a week or so. Don’t get me wrong I had fun… more then fun really, but they nearly wore me raw.)

Pj hesitantly peeked out of the back entrance of the school. Looking from left and right making sure no one would see him like Moose wanted. Seeing only a few bored teachers smoking a distance off he quickly jogged across the parking lot approaching the ape’s car. Looking over the beautiful machine over he had to sigh. It was a bright red, expensive looking sports car. He probably would never own a car like that in his entire life not unless he sold his soul or something. ’Boy Moose sure is lucky.’ Pj thought to himself as he opened the back door and laid down on the leather seats hiding from prying eyes. 

He laid there in the back seat for a good twenty minutes before the sounds of voices approaching startled him. Listening best he could Pj could make out Moose’s gruff voice alongside his two lackeys, Tony and Billy. As the trio came closer Pj was worried that either the bull or the buffalo would come to close and see him in the back seat. No way he could explain why he was there and Moose would deny everything. But to his great relief the ape stopped them before they could see.

“Hey fellas I hope you don’t mind but I’m going to go home alone today. I sort of have something I need to do.” The quarterback said.

Tony snorted in amusement and smirked at his friend. “Let me guess… this something has a great pair right??”

Moose looked over to his car knowing that Pj was inside. “Well... Yeah! My something sort of does!” He said snidely.

Pj gave Moose a dirty look through the car door as the ape laughed and said farewell to his friends. ‘My chest isn’t that big is it?’ Pj asked himself as he groped himself. His self inspection ended when he heard Moose jiggle the cars door handle. To his dismay though the gorilla stopped when a voice called out to him. 

“Oh hey Moose baby want to give me a ride home.” A female voice came. Light footsteps alongside a girlish giggle told Pj that they had company. “I’ve been missing you, you know.” 

Pj instantly recognized the voice. It belonged to the captain of the cheerleader squad Rachel Gorman. She was a stunningly beautiful fox who Moose was currently dating.  The young man knew he was dead now. The ape would invite her into the car in a second. But to his surprise the next thing he heard from Moose wasn’t a “sure thing babe” but a…

“Sorry Rache not tonight.” Moose said opening his car door. “Maybe later, ok.”

“Moose!” The young woman said hotly. “That’s what you said last time. Why are you blowing me off again! First you don’t go to my party last weekend. Then you break two of our dates!” Rachel placed her hands on her hips. “I’m beginning to think you don’t like me any more.”

“Rachel babe you know that ain’t true.” Moose said rubbing his forehead. He knew making her mad wasn‘t in his best interest popularity wise. “I mean I always, always have fun when we’re together. I just can‘t tonight.”

“Oh, come on Moose give me a ride. You know you want to?“ The vixen trailed her finger across Moose’s chest. “I’ll make it worth your wild trust me.”

Strangely the ape didn’t feel anything from the flirtatious nature of the woman standing in front of him. “I can’t do that Rachel.” He said sadly. “I really…. I just can’t what I got to do is important.”

Rachel‘s mood changed instantly and she turned away. “You know what fine, forget you! After all there are plenty of guys on the team who would kill for me to pay attention to them.” The young vixen snapped storming off. “I hope whoever you’re with now is worth it!”

After watching his now ex girlfriend leave Moose let out an enraged growl. “God dam it!” the gorilla huffed yanking open his car door. “This is all cause of you! You know that D‘caht!” He said to Pj over his shoulder a he sat down.

Pj visibly cringed when he the primate spoke to him. “Sorry Moose.” he whispered.

The ape gripped the steering wheel and began breathing hard as if to control his rage. “It’s fine I guess. I mean I was never serious about her it was just for fun and popularity. …Get in the front seat.”

“But what about your friends?”

Moose looked out his front window. Through it he could see Rachel placing an arm around Tony’s torso as they walked back inside of the school house. “They ain’t gonna see you they’re gone now.”

“Ok then.” Pj squeezed over the passengers seat plopping down next to Moose just as the ape put his car into drive and drove off. “Man I was beginning to get a cramp laying down like that.” Pj laughed shyly as thy drove off of the school grounds. He peeked over at Moose instantly able to see that he wasn‘t in a joking mood. “Moose look… I‘m sorry about what happened with that girl. I know how-”

“-Just shut it D’caht.” The older boy snarled as they stopped at a traffic light. “Ever since I met your dad that night my whole life has turned upside down. I don’t party anymore, I don’t fuck girls anymore, I don’t do anything but look forward to going back your house and having sex and spending time with you and your dad.”

Pj gasped softly at what he had just heard. “Moose you did, did you just say you liked being around me?”

Moose failed to respond to him about what he had just let slip instead he revved the car’s engine and took off. “Just be quiet ok D’caht.” He sighed.

“But Moose.” Pj protested.

“I said SHUT IT!”

The younger man sighed. “Ok I’ll, I’ll be quiet.” Pj relented with a small pout. When he had heard the apes small slipup he had instantly began hoping that they had just reached a breakthrough of some sort. But as usual it was all in his head it seemed.

The pair sat in complete silence for several more blocks until Moose bothered by the heavy mood coughed drawing Pj’s attention back up to him. “So… um you walk to school every day, both ways?” The quarterback asked. He really didn’t care but he needed some sort of conversation even if it was the fat kid. 

Pj looked up at Moose happy that they were at least talking again. “Ah, yeah I do. Every day to and from school.”

“Must be hard walking all that way. It’s six miles from your house to school right?”

Pj nodded. “Yeah it is.” 

Moose looked Pj over quickly. “How on earth are you so plump?“ He laughed. When Pj didn’t laugh back the gorilla decided to get back on topic. “Why don’t you use the bus? It would save you the trip.”

Pj shrugged his shoulders. “Yeah it would but I like the peace and quiet of the walk. Helps me prepare for school. Plus the few times I did have to ride on the bus I sort of got picked on real bad.”

“By who?” Moose asked.

Pj looked away. “Um… By you.” 

“Oh… That’s right… boy are you a wimp.“ Moose said with a snort. “Never really got why you don‘t ever fight back. I‘d let you get in at least one hit before I pummeled ya.” 

“I couldn’t do that!” Pj said. “I’m not a fighter remember.”

Moose rolled his eyes. “Pssh, fine loser then why don’t you do the cowardly thing.” He suggested. “Just stand up for yerself use…you know your words and stuff.”

Pj shook his head no. “I’m not really good with that either. It was my old friend Max who used to do the talking…and fighting really. I was just his sidekick.” He gave a sad sigh remembering his best friend and looked down to his lap. “Boy do I miss having him around.”

Moose felt bad for his passenger for a moment. He had lost friends over the years partly because of him being kept back several times partly his fathers doing. “Hey Pee-gay… how about I take you somewhere? Anywhere you like to go after school?”

Pj turned back to the gorilla. He was full of surprises today. “Um well…” He thought about it a little. “I sometimes go to this little comic shop.”

“Comic shop!?” Moose laughed. “What are you ten?” Seeing Pj’s embarrassed look he relented.  “Alright then the comic book store it is. …Can’t believe I’m doing this.” The ape ended with a mutter.

Pj gave Moose a warm smile. “Well if it helps I’m really thankful.” He chuckled. “You know? You can be a really nice guy when you want to be.”

Moose actually smiled back at the smaller man before he realized what he was doing and revved his engine again breaking the moment. “Shut up D’caht.” he said as he drove.
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“This is the place Moose.” Pj said as they pulled into a parking lot.

“The Oh-take-kuu lair?” The ape said looking at the shops sign. It was in big cartoony letters with superhero’s and anime characters all over it. “What kinda funny name is that?”

Pj couldn’t help his amused snort. “it‘s Otaku Moose.” He corrected gently. “It’s the best shop in town for comics. I once found a first issue of-”

“-alright Fatty don’t need to hear the full bio.” Moose interrupted. “Just get out of the car and go inside. I’ll wait out here.” 

Pj should have known that the gorilla wouldn’t be interested. Well at least he drove him here. “Ok I shouldn’t be too long.” the younger boy got out of the car and walked towards the store. 

Watching him leave Moose couldn’t help but let his eyes wander to Pj’s ass as he strolled into the store. The sight made the cock in his jeans stiffen a little memories of the numerous times he had fucked the other boy filling his head. “What the fuck has that fatso done to me.” He lamented to no one. 

Moose had always been one to play both sides of the field. He had fucked numerous guys in the years he had been on the team. Some fan who thought he was “just terrific!” or “The handsomest!” and would jump at the chance when he suggested they have a little fun. And that’s all it ever was fun, some way to get his nuts off when he couldn‘t get a girl at that moment. But now here he was actually lusting after some unpopular pudgy nerd and thinking about said nerds fat old father during his practices. He had to try and get back to his real passion… women. 

Taking out his phone again Moose scrolled through the various numbers in it. Finding the digits of Jane Anderson a sexy lioness he liked he hit the dial button. After ringing a few times the girl answered. “Hey Jane it’s me Moose.” the ape began. “… …Yeah good to hear you too. … he, he thanks babe, Hey I was wondering…” He might get in trouble with Mr. D’caht but at the moment he didn’t care much about that. “… Are you free right now?” 

Meanwhile in the small comic shop Pj oblivious to Moose’s debaucherous plans scanned through the many racks of comic books. Trying to find the latest issues of his favorites. He had always liked coming to this small shop. It had the best selection and the staff was really nice. After about a good ten minutes of searching Pj finally picked out his choices. Smiling because of his discoveries he turned around to go pay for them. However when he spun around he failed to notice a person standing right behind him until it was too late. Bumping into the unlucky man both him and Pj let out startled yelps and stumbled to the floor comics flying out of their hands as they collided.

“Why do I keep doing that?” Pj muttered to himself as he tried to regain his senses. Talking to whoever he had knocked over he chuckled. “Sorry about that I’m such a klutz sometimes.” he explained as he began to pick up his books.

The other man equally amused laughed back. “No, No it’s quite alright my fault…really… oh my!”

Pj recognized that voice. Looking up to the man he had bumped into he found himself staring right into the face of his favorite teacher Mr. Brown. The pudgy bear looked back at his student his face becoming flushed. “Peter!?”

“Mr. Brown!?” Pj said back with equal disbelief. What was Mr. Brown doing in a comic book shop at his age? “What…what are you doing here?!”

The bear seemed to become even more nervous retrieved what he had been carrying and staggered to his feet. “Well you see I was… well I’m here because I-”

“Shakespearean man?” Pj asked looking at the comics in his teachers hands. Finally it hit the younger man. “Mr. Brown you… you like comics?”

The pudgy bear sighed in a defeated manner and nodded. “Yes I’m afraid I do my boy. Been addicted to the infernal things since I was a child.“ he laughed “Seems you’ve discovered one of my guilty pleasures.”

Pj blinked a few times a bit dazed by what the bear had just said. Mr. Brown always seemed like a very mature man. Concerned with the finer things in life. It was a shock to find out he liked comics. It was… it was… “Cool!” Pj said smiling. “I had no idea Mr. Brown!”

“Your not going to mock me?” The ursine teacher asked.

“Well… no we nerds got to stick together I say.” 

The embarrassment the bear felt at being caught seemed to drain out of his body instantly. “Well, I am glad to hear that Peter.” he looked down at the comics Pj had in his arms. “Oh, you have the latest issue of Wonderskunk there if I’m not wrong! …Care to inform me where you acquired it?” 

“Um…sure Mr. Brown.”

“Call me Orson, Peter.” The bear corrected. “Orson.”

“Ok then Orson.” Pj nodded. Leading the bear to the rack he had found his comic Pj couldn’t help but fell a bit happy. Knowing that one of his favorite men in the world was interested in something he was into. Made him feel a little bit less nerdy. As they walked up to the cash register and waited for the clerk to ring up their purchases they chatted about the various superheroes and supervillans they loved. Laughing and annoying the sales person as he bagged their comics.

“Say Pj do you come to this establishment often?” Mr. Brown asked as they walked out of the store.

“Well no actually I only make it here about once a month. If I’m lucky that is.” Pj explained. “Only reason I’m here today is because Moo-” he had to stop himself before he told his teacher that Moose had brought him here the gorilla would strangle him if he exposed their secret. 

“You’re here because of Moo?” Orson asked dubiously.

“Yeah!” Pj laughed nervously. “Because I… Moo-ved my feet and walked here!” 

“Um quite.” Mr. Brown said with a cough. “Well anyway my boy I‘m afraid I have to be going. I hope we can finish our discussion on who is better Batduck or Superbull at a later date.” He stuck his hand out for Pj to shake

“Yeah I‘d like that… Orson. Really.” Pj said accepting his paw. 

“Bye then M’boy.“ Orson said as he turned to leave. 

Pj watched for a few moments as the bear walked over to his old looking car then scanned the parking lot trying to find where moos had parked. He hoped the ape hadn’t seen him talking to their teacher. If he had it would result in hours of teasing. Soon however he saw that it wasn’t going to be a problem the ape’s bright red sports car was nowhere to been seen. “Don’t tell me he stranded me here.“ Pj said sighing. Taking a second and third look told him that yes he was gone. “Well it was nice while it lasted.”

Mr. Brown‘s car pulled up along side the sidewalk in front of Pj. “Something the matter Peter?” The older man asked poking his head out.

“I guess someone was suppose to pick me up and I guess he’s not now.” Pj said sadly. 

“Well Mr. D’caht if you don’t mind being seen with you old square teacher I could give you that ride.” Orson suggested.

“Alright I guess if…if it’s not too much trouble.” the younger man said with a small smile.

Mr. Brown smiled back. “No trouble at all boy in fact now I insist you let me escort you home.”

“Ok.” Pj said before he walked around the bear’s small car and got into the passengers seat.
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D’caht household 4:50...

Pj waved his goodbye as Mr. Brown drove off after dropping him off in front of his house. The ride with the bear had been a very pleasant one. Both of them talking about their comics as well as what the older man had talked about during class. Pj had to keep himself from blushing a few times during their ride the bears sidelong smiles and rhythmic voice hitting a certain spot. He would be lying if he didn’t admit that quite a few of his crush fantasy had begun this way.  Of course with Orson being his teacher there was no way it would ever happen but still he was quite charming. He even got out of his car and talked to him for a bit before he left.

Mr. Brown’s car finally out of sight Pj prepared himself for spending time with his father. The older dog’s car was in the driveway which meant he was home and knowing his father probably horny as well.  He was correct when he opened the door and the smell of sweat and cum crinkled his nose. 

“Boy that you!?” Pete’s loud voice rang through the house.

“Yeah dad I’m home.” Pj said back. 

“Good come in here Son we got company.”

Pj placed down his backpack and comics and walked into the living room. He found his father sitting in his recliner in just his boxers and sock drinking his bear while a football game played on the TV. He was also surprised to see Bubba lying on the couch buck naked and with his legs spread wide. “How you doing mon petite?” The gator said lifting his can. He sat up and patted the space next to him.

“Come on in boy no need to be shy.” Pete said with a belch. “Specially after the fuck-I-nating this one gave you yestee-day.”

Pj rolled his eyes and did as told walking into the room and taking a seat on the couch next to bubba. The scaled man instantly placed his hefty arm around the boy and pulled him closer. “Come a bit closer cher. Like having a cutie rubbing up against me.”

“Don’t get to comfy over there buddy ‘member whose bitch he is.” Pete told his employee.

Bubba just waved the other man off. “I ain’t forgetting it boss man trust me.” he laughed. “After all he screams more while you’ve got yer dick in him then when I do.”

“Dad! Bubba!” Pj whined. It was embarrassing to hear them talk so causally about having sex with him.

“Calm down boy.” Pete said over his shoulder.  “Just let us have our fun. B‘sides not like you complain much while we‘re at it.” 

“I know but…”

“But nothing.” Pete said dismissively. “By the way boy who was that, that dropped off jus now?” he asked suddenly. 

“Oh you saw that?” Pj cringed he had hoped his dad wouldn‘t find out who had given him ma ride…

“Yeah saw you drive up while I was getting myself another beer.” Pj’s father elaborated. “He another one of yer special friends he, he?”

“He’s just my teacher sir. Mr. Brown.“ Pj said twiddling his thumbs.

Pete turned away from his game. “So what boy. I know how you horny kids today are. Bet you‘ve been jacking off to him ever since school began. So quite stallin’ and tell me what sort of fun did you just have right now. And how can I get in on it.

(I swear the way my dad‘s mind works sometimes.)

“Dad really he just gave me a ride.” Pj reaffirmed. “And besides he’s my teacher. I’m not going to fool around with him. It be too awkward.”

Pete snorted. “Fuck kid you don’t know how to take an opportunity when it comes.” suddenly something came to the older mans mind. Wait a second yer teacher dropped ya off? …I thought I told that dammed monkey to bring you home.”

Pj scratched the back of his head he couldn’t tell his dad that Moose had ditched him. “Oh yeah he told me about that. But I already had a ride so I told him to forget it.”

Pete stared at his son for a few moments he could tell after knowing the little slut all his life when he was lying. “Boy you better-”

“God dam it Petey did you see that touchdown!” Bubba exclaimed interrupting the father and sons conversation.

“What touchdown!” Pete said turning back to the ballgame. “Fuck it if this keeps up I’m goin’ at loose a assload on this game!” he jumped out of his seat and raced over to the phone.

“Your welcome boy.” Bubba whispered into Pj’s ear as they watched the other man panic. 

The younger man looked over to the larger confused. “What?”

“Don’t know why your lying to your Papa but don’t worry he’s going to be busy fer awhile.” Bubba chuckled. “You can thank me later tonight.“” How ‘bout you go and get us something at eat. I’m sure Bubba and yer pa are going to need our energy for later tonight.”

Pj felt a pleasant shiver go through his spine. He was thankful for what the older man had just done for him. And he was more then happy to show it later tonight. “Ok sir.” Pj said shyly.

“Now that that’s settled how about you and Bubba go and fix ourselves something ta eat?“ The gator suggested. “The games a wash anyway.” he held out his hand for Pj and pulled the heavy boy up with ease together they walked into the kitchen to go get their food.

Pete getting an unpleasant answer from his bookie slammed the phone back down on its receiver. “Fucking Sal can’t count on him when need him he muttered.” turning over to where bubba had been he wonder where the suitcase and his son had gotten off to. No doubt went up to the boy’s bedroom to fool around.

He was about to go and look for them when the phone rang again. “Sal must have had a change of heart.” Pete reasoned picking up the phone again. “So you decided to cover my dept anyway did you, you fat son of a-

“Mr. D’caht?” Moose’s voice came over the line. The ape was sitting in his living room twirling the phone cord nervously around his index finger.

Pete growled in annoyance. The kid was calling him now? Right when he was about to get laid. “Oh it’s you monkey boy.”

“Yeah it’s me.” The ape said with a sigh. “Ok listen I’m really sorry about what I did. It was a huge mistake.” Moose’s mind flashed back to earlier that day. After he had left Pj at the comic shop he had made a beeline strait to Jane’s house intent on getting back into his favorite pastime. He tried his best to seduce her but he just wasn’t feeling it. No matter how much she rubbed up against him and touched him his mind kept going back to Pj and his dad. He had been so distracted that finally Jane had had enough and threw him out on his ass after he failed to rise to the occasion. Now all Moose was left with was hoping that he could calm down Mr. D’caht and try to salvage their now broken deal.

Fortunately for him Pete didn’t seem to know about what had happened. The ape knew this when he heard the man say. “What the hell are you goin’ on about banana breath?”

“You know about Pj?”

“Oh that it? Ain’t yer fault if the little slut decided to get a ride from someone else.” Pete said. “Now is that all or are ya goin’ ta tell me who yer bringing to the prom?”

Moose’s eyes widened in surprised. Once again the stupid kid had covered for him. And after the rotten thing he had done to him when was he going to learn? Answering the irate man on the other end of the line the quarterback pretended to chuckle. “No…no Mr. D’caht that was all.” Moose began. “Sorry I bothered y-*click* Moose frowned as he looked down at his buzzing phone. He knew what he had to do with Pj now. Fuck with the consequences. 
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The next day 3.30 pm…

Pj frowned to himself as he walked out of the school building. It had been another one of those days. Not bad but just sort of depressing. Moose wouldn’t even make eye contact with him when they passed each other in the hall. And during their usual bully/nerd conformation he seemed especially cruel to him. He wondered what he had down to upset the gorilla so badly. He thought everything with them had been fine when he went into that store. Now Moose was treating him worst then before they had started having sex.

Guess I’ll just have to ask him when he comes over this weekend.’ Pj mussed as he began walking home. His thoughts were interrupted though when a car horn blared across the area. Trying to see who it was Pj was mortified to see his dad’s Studebaker a short distance away. The feeling only grew worst when his dad dressed in his messy sweat stained work shirt brown pants and suspenders got out of the car and proceeded to wave to him shouting out. “HEY PEE-JAY OVER HERE!!”

Pj could feel his highschool life crumbling around him as laughter broke out as he raced over to his dad’s car. “Dad why did you have to yell?” Pj said weekly as he walked up to the car.

Pete placed a hand on his chest as if offended. “Is that the thanks you give your ever lovein’ dad when he comes at pick ya up?” he asked.

“Sorry sir it’s just…” Pj pointed over to a group of teenagers who were laughing and pointing at them. “It’s kind of embarrassing.”

“Aw forget them stupid fuckers they’re just jealous that I’m not their dad. And who wouldn’t bet I’m the only father who makes sure his son is well sexed he, he.” Pete smirked. Then with a whisper he added. “In fact how ‘bout you and me take a little ride over to that make out point and get it on right now.”

“Dad…” Pj should have known it. His father was only picking him up so that they could fool around in the car. But after the day he had just had it didn’t sound bad. “Alright… if you really want to.”

“Want to I got to son getting blue balls here.””

Again more embarrassment. Pj slapped his forehead. “Dad…”

“Quite yer whining boy and get in we’re wasting daylight.” Pete told his son as he opened his door and sat back down in his car.

“Ok sir.” Pj opened the passenger side door but stopped suddenly when he remembered that he had forgotten something. “Um dad could you actually wait here for a few more minutes?”

The older man actually pouted a little. “What, why?” 

“Forgot my homework.” the younger man chuckled nervously. “I was sort of distracted.”

Pete rolled his eyes. “Looking at the jock again were you?“ Getting no answer He sighed. “Fine just hurry up will you I’m getting a bit antsy.”

Pj nodded. He knew what that meant. “Ok then I’ll only be a second dad!” he shouted back to his dad as he ran towards the school. 

“The things I do to get m‘self some action.” Pete huffed as he watched his son leave. The large man decided to have a quick smoke before his son got back and took out a cigar lighting it with on hand as he groped himself with the other. He waited for Pj for ten minutes, then twenty, then thirty. 

“Where the fuck is he!” Pete cursed as he finished his second stogie. Angrily he got out of the car and inside the school building. Pushing the twin door open almost violently as he started the search for his slut. He hated being kept waiting especially after he had gone to the trouble of coming to pick up him up. Wandering through the hall of the school Pete grew more and more annoyed as he failed to find the boy anywhere He was about to start screaming out the brats name when something caught his attention. A short distance away from him a goat student was standing outside of a class room talking o a bear teacher. He realized instantly that the bear was the man who had given his son a ride home yesterday.

Smiling at his teacher the goat began to walk away. “Thanks’ again me Brown for helping me understand that better.“

The bear, Mr. Brown it seemed waved back to the younger man. “It was no problem child I’m always happy to help a student with his problems.“ Gee thank you Mr. Brown for helping me understand that better.”

“So the little bastard has a few boy toys under his claws.“ Pete remarked as he watched as the bear turn around and waddling off into his classroom. Curiosity getting the better of him Pete forgot all about searching for Pj and strolled over to the room where the other man had just disappeared into. Peeking inside he the bear sit down at his desk and begin to grade some papers.

As he got a better look at his sons teacher Pete became a little bit interested in him. The man sort of reminded Pete of his son stature wise. But he was a bit fatter and had a gay little pony tail on the back of his head. Thinking back Pete realized that he had never done a bear before, male or female. He wondered what they were like in bed. Maybe since this guy fucked around with his student’s maybe he would like to try out a real man for once. “Only one way to find out.” Pete chuckled there was no way he was going to pass up a chance at sex like his son. Pushing open the door Pete causally walked into the room. When he had stepped inside his senses were assaulted by the sound of fancy sounding classical music and the smell of imported coffee. ‘Yeah this guy likes the man meat.’ Pete’s archaic mind thought to itself.

At hearing the door to his classroom door opening Mr. Brown had looked up and stiffened when he saw the dirty man approaching him. “Can I help you sir?” he asked dubiously.

“Um… Yeah I’m Pj’s dad.” Pete announced. “Wanted to talk at ya.”

Orson relaxed a little as realized who the filth man was. Standing up he acted professionally. “Ah Mr. D’caht it’s a… pleasure to meet you.“ As he greeted the other man Mr. Brown’s eyes were instantly drawn to the giant sweat stains under his arms and the smell of smoke about him. “Tell me what brings you to my classroom?”

“Pleasures all yers pal.” Pete said taking the bears hand. He had noticed instantly they way the ursine teacher looked him over. The guy was a real snob it seemed. “As fer why I’m here I was wonderin’ if we could have ourselves a little talk. That is iffin ya got the time fer one-”

“-Mr. Brown.” Orson corrected. 

Pete stared at the shorter man for a second. “…What?“

“My name.” Mr. Brown began. “It’s Mr. Brown or Orson if you prefer not Pal.” usually he wasn’t so rude to people especially to the parents of student. But something about the man in front of him rubbed him the wrong way. Maybe it was the way the had just came in unannounced or maybe it was his demeanor but instantly the teacher didn’t like him

Pete was in a similar state being offended by the way he was just spoken to. Plopping down on one of the students desks he frowned at the bear. “Ok then Mr. Brown then.” he said through gritted teeth. “How ‘bout you tell me how M’boy is doin’.” 

“If you wish.” Orson sat back down and folded his hands. “Young Peter is a delight to have in the classroom. He always does his best and he’s an exceptional student and give me no trouble.”

“Figures.” Pete snorted. “Didn’t think the little geek would be a trouble maker. But that’s not what I’m asking ‘bout. I want to know how’s he doing here. Ya know in yer class.“ 

Orson raised an eyebrow not sure what the larger man was asking. “I just told you that didn’t I?” 

“No I wasn’t askin’ bout his grades I wanted ta know what you think of him.“ Pete told him. “Yer relationship ya’know whatever that is.“

Ws this man suggesting that he gave his son special treatment? “Sir I treat your son no differently then my other students.“

Pete chuckled. Guy sure liked to play it cool. “Really now? You go and give all yer brats rides home like you gave my boy yesterday?”

“Oh…Well no I met you son in a store and we got to talking. When I learned he had no ride home I offered to bring him to your home myself.”

“Oh yeah?” Pete said with a quirked eyebrow. “What sort of things did you and him talk ‘bout as if I don‘t already know.” He wiggled his eyebrows and gave him a suggestive grin. 

“Excuse me sir!” Mr. Brown asked alarmed. “Just what are you suggesting I did with your son!?”

“Geeze calm down will you.” Pete said with a roll of his eyes. “I was just asking if my slut of a son gave you a little joy-ride is all. 

“Joy ride?“ Mr. Brown asked. The man in front of him could not be suggesting.

“Now now don‘t get me wrong pal.” Pete began waving his hands. “I don‘t care what you get up to with him. In fact I sort of like it. Just wanna make sure my kids not in over his head. A lot of sickos out there after all. He, he I should know, in business with most of’um.”

Orson was truly aghast about what he had just heard this… man and he used the term loosely. Was actually suggesting that he had molested one of his students as if he would ever do such a thing. Sure he had not been with someone in a long time but he was not that desperate as to try and seduce someone he taught. Even if the boy was as sweet and adorable as Peter was. 

“Mr. D’caht I believe it’s time that you left.” Orson said trying his best to remain calm.

Pete didn’t move an inch instead he leaned back and folded his arms. “Hey now buddy there ain’t no reason to get all nasty with me. All I did was ask a question.”

“Yes a question accusing me of outrageous behavior.” Mr. Brown snapped. He had reached the end of his patience with this man. “I am not in the habit of sleeping around like some common place gutter rat!”.

Ok that was it in Pete’s mind. The bear had looked him right in the eye during every word he had just said. “You know Yogi sleeping around might do you some good. Help get that redwood sized sick up out of yer ass!”

Orson cringed at the other mans choice of words. “Excuse me.”

“You heard me, ever since I came in here you’ve had yer nose up in the air.” Pete growled. “A guy like you could do with a nice good lay to loosen you up. I‘d be happy ta oblige ya. Even if you are a fucktard”

“As if I would ever entertain the idea!” Mr. Brown huffed. “An uncouth pig like you! … … No, I don’t care how long it has been since the last time I have known another’s touch.”

Pete grinned at hearing the slight hesitation the bear had just displayed. Maybe he could still make this work “Well now sounds like yer a little bit interested in what I’m sayin’ here.” Pete grinned. “Bet just hearing me talking about fucking got ya thinking’ bout having some D’caht dick up yer cubby hole.”

“I am not!” Orson said his face flushing.

‘Got him!‘ Pete thought triumphantly. Out loud he played his part. “Uh-uh. Come on how long has it been teach since the last time you been fucked?”

Orson looked away. “To long…” he admitted. Then suddenly realizing who he was again. “Look I will not discuses this subject any longer. Now I insist again vacate my classroom this minute.”

“Naw I got a better idea.”

“I said leave you offish buffoon.” Orson demanded. 

Pete frown at being called a buffoon “Make me.” He challenged.

“Then I shall.” Mr. Brown walked around his desk intend of taking hold of the unruly man and throwing him out on his pompous ass. Pete however had other ideas. As soon as Orson touched his shoulder. He spun them around pinning the bear under him as they leaned over the desk. “What on earth!”

“Got ya pinned Einstein?” Pete mocked into the teacher’s ear. “Bet you won’t complain no more when you feel my cock grinding into yer fat ass?“

“Let go of me you brutish thug!” Orson said struggling weakly against Pete’s large girth. 

“You really want that?” Pete asked as he slid his hand across the bear’s side. “Cause yer kinda shivering right now. Same way my usual bitch does when I’m bout ta fuck’um. It tells me that you want me to keep on going.” He pinched the bear’s nipple through his starched shirt. “Am I right? You want me to pull down them fancy pants of yers and fuck you right here in yer classroom where you teach them little brats all day?”

The caresses and musky breath blowing across his ear was making Orson shiver. The weight and lowbrow lust being forced upon him was making his blood boil and his dick harden as he was pinned under the man above him. He hadn’t felt like this in a year and a half.  Not since his last boyfriend left him for a younger man. 

But he couldn’t let this man do this to him, he was a student’s parent and on top of it he was a filthy pig. Sweaty, uncouth, and violent. Everything he hated in this world. He was about to try and push the other man off of him with all his might when he felt said mans meaty hand slide between his legs giving his hardening meat a good squeeze. The moan that escaped his lips was entirely unexpected on his part as was the wiggling of his backside into Pete’s crotch. ‘Fuck it’ the bear said giving in. he could always file a restraining order later if need be. But right now he needed to have sex.

Pete chuckled he knew the second he grabbed the bears dick he had won. “That’s what I thought.” he said stepping away fro him soon to be lover. “Stand still I ‘m goin‘ ta fuck you just like that. Over yer dammed desk.”  Pete hooked his thumbs in the waistband of the bear’s expensive looking slacks and yanked them down hard tearing them. The I heart Hemmingway boxers which met his eyes made him laugh a little. “You really are a prissy little fucker ain’t ya?”

Despite his mastery over the English language the only words the now mortified Orson could think of to respond to Pete’s teasing were. “Shut up will you!”

“Ah, ah who said you can talk back.” Pete said smugly. “A good little bitch who want’s dick keeps quiet sept fer screams and telling the top how dam good he is.”

Orson gritted his teeth. The indignity of being at this brute’s mercy. “Fine… just get on with it.”

“I’ll take my dam time iffin you don’t mind.” Pete quickly got on of the many chair in the room and positioned it behind the bear taking a seat once he did. “Now you just lay there and let ol’ Petey loosen you up real good.”

Mr. Brown placed his forehead against this desk. Oh what he had sunken to. “Alright I will.”

Pete liked hearing the defeat in the other mans voice and went to work swiftly pulling down Orson’s boxers. As those plump brown furred backside came into his view Pete could feel his mouth water. “Bet this is goin’ at be fun to fuck.” he remarked. Before Orson could answer he pried those cheeks apart exposing the bear’s hole. Without any delay he wetted one of his fingers and proceeded to ghost it around the winking pucker a few time before he just jammed the thing into the bear hard. 

A long shuddering moan was Pete’s reward as the bear arched his back and began to wag his stubby tail. “Oh god right there.”

“Like that do you?” Pete asked in amusement. All the hiss and vinegar was gone with on little push. It never ceased to amaze him how hungry these ass sluts were. “How you feel about this.” he began to withdraw his finger only to push it back into his oh so willing victim. hooking and twisting it every which way as he drove it back in. every time he did this Mr. Brown would squirm and moan softly as he grinded himself backwards onto the other mans palm. Within a few good minutes of this finger play Pete added a second scissoring both of them as he loosened up the tight hole he was going to be fucking very, very, soon. 

After he had added a third Pete felt that the bear was prepared enough for their fun. Withdrawing his fingers he snorted at Orson’s disappointed whine. “Calm down bitch yer going to be filled up again real soon. But this time it‘s going ta be much bigger he, he.” Pete slipped off his suspenders and unzipped his pants the article of clothing falling to the floor with a dull thud. Stepping out of them he spat into his hand and used it to slick up his now rock hard cock. “You’re ready for it Pal.”

“I though I told you not to call me that Mr. D’caht.” Orson said panting. He was in a compromising position he admitted that but he needed to keep at least some of his dignity.

“Smart ass.” Pete pinched the bear’s tail between his thumb and index finger. Mr. Brown whined again apparently the tail was one of his buttons. “So then what do I call you bitch.” the lager man pulled at the teachers tail hard. “Like fuck I’m going ta be calling ye Mistey Brown while I pummel yer ass.”

The leaning bear mentally cringed. The man was crude beyond crude. He must be insane to allow the larger man to do this to him. “O…Orson will be fine.” Mr. Brown gasped out.

“He, he Orson huh?” Pete placed on hand on the smaller mans hip while he aimed his dick as his hole. Wishing to teas him a little before he entered he began to run the tip of his large cock around the warm opening. “Well then… Orson, ya gonna beg for this?”

“I shall not!” Mr. Brown huffed.

“Then it ain’t going in.” Pete gently prodded the tight pucker with every word. “Only an obedient little slut gets this dogs cock.”

Orson growled low in his throat. He had to have it inside of him. From just the touch of the tip of the other mans organ he could tell he was quite large. He reveled in the thought of it invading him. “… … Alright fine you ass.” He said reluctantly. “Please… please… … fu…”

“Please what?” Pete asked. He liked how this man tried to fight the inevitable. “I’m not too bright ‘member. Wit me bein’ a buffoon and all.”

Orson had to control his anger. The man knew how to push every button. “What I was saying you Pre-Darwinian throw back. Was please just get to jamming that fat fucker into my hole I want it I need it I’ve GOT TO HAVE IT NOW!”

Pete had to scratch his head. He had no idea what the pre-darn-minimum thing was but he knew a please fuck me when he heard it. Even if it was buried in fancy talk. So with a sadistic grin Pete shifted his hips forward his hard cock easily finding it mark and driving into the man beneath him with such force that the desk they were using scooted a good inch forward. 

Orson his desire quelled let out a bellowing growl with filled the room. Good thing it was after school the entire row of class rooms could have heard him. But this thought never came to the bear’s mind all he could do was bite his bottom lip till it almost bled as he was entered by that large cock he was growing to love. “There it is!”

“Hey I ain’t there yet yogi.” Pete informed him. 

“What?”

Pete chuckled. “You hear me I called ya Yogi.” Pete said as he placed both his hands on Mr. Browns hips. “You think yer smarter then the average bear after all.” before Orson could complain Pete began moving inside of him. The larger man drew back his hips till he almost left the wet warm of the pudgy mans innards then he rammed his dick back into him hard with a force that was uncaring and savage. 

Mr. Brown didn’t object to the rough treatment all he cared about at that moment was the thick tool sliding its way in and out of his ass. Every single stroke caused him to let out an animistic grunt a mixture of pain and great relief. He missed the dirty friction of sex so much.

Pete during his thrusting had to grin here he was in a school fucking the teacher. He had had similar fantasies during his seven years in highschool. Of course those concerned his own teacher a busty cougar in a low cut skirt. But this was much better in his opinion. The bear he was fucking had utterly submitted to him and he loved the ego trip he got from it. Every little jerk of his hips made Orson melt under his touch. And he was so vocal to growling and panting like the good bitch in heat he was. 

Taking hold of the bear’s shoulders and leaning down Pete whispered into his ear. “So teach where’s all that fancy talk now? He continued to pound away at the bear’s ass as he spoke. “Brain not workin’ so good now that you got a real mans dick up yer chute?

“Not working well Mr. D’caht, it’s not working well.” Orson said sarcastically.

“Hey I ain’t yer student Fat man.” Pete snapped. Suddenly a sick idea came to mind. “Hey now. Maybe I could be. Why don’t you go and give me a little lesson while I work yer slutty body.”

“You want me to give a lecture now? While you are… ahhhh!”

Pete pushed himself back upright and returned to fucking him at his usual pace. “Yup teach ol Petey here needs ta learn about…” He looked at the black board in front of them and read off one of the subjects.”… The Teapot Dome scandal.”

“Alright if… *grunt*… if you insist.” Mr. Brown said the last of his common sense flying out of the window. “The teapot dome scandal was… Ah! …a bribery issue that took…oh god do that again! Right there…YES! That took place during the years of nineteen twenty-two and… fuck!… …Nineteen twenty-three!”

Pete licked his lips as he made the smaller man cry out. If only school had been this interesting when he was a kid. Might have aced every class. ============================================================================
Pj rubbed his sore shoulder as he walked through the school. His little trip back inside the school building to retrieve his homework had been a disastrous one. As he closed his locker papers in hand he had been confronted by Billy and Tony. The bull and bison had teased him for a bit before punching him in the arm and shoving him inside of his locker. He was just lucky that the janitor had come by or he might have been in the tight space all night.  Now the only problem he had to face was explaining to dad why he had kept him waiting so long.

He was in the middle of thinking of excuses to give the older man when he heard a muffled voice coming from one of the classrooms. Curious Pj walked over to the door as he got closer he realized that it was Mr. Brown speaking. It sounded like he was giving the lecture he had giving them earlier that day. But why would he be doing that now? Peering into the room Pj gasped at what he saw. There was his dad naked from the waist down fucking his favorite teacher over his own desk with savage thrusts. All he could do was stand there as the shock of watching the two men there copulated. His dad with his ever present self satisfied smirk on his face and the euphoric smile etched on Mr. Brown’s muzzle as he lay there spread eagle taking the rough pounding. 

But the fog of shock covering Pj’s brain soon evaporated when he realized where they were. What was his dad thinking” anyone could come by and catch the two in the act. His dad might just get arrested for indecent exposure but for Mr. Brown it meant losing his job! Quickly the young man opened the door and went into the room shutting is closed, locking it, and pulling down the blind hiding the unsightly act from prying eyes.

When he heard the door open and close so quickly Pete looked over smiling when he noticed his son standing there a wide eyed look in his boys face.  “Oh it’s you. …Where the hell have you been boy?” he demanded as he continued his hard thrusting. 

His fathers query didn‘t seem to penetrate Pj‘s brain. All the boy was concerned with was getting his dad to stop. “Dad what are you doing!?”

Pj’s voice breaking through his lust fogged mind Mr. Brown looked over his shoulder and gasped in horror. “Peter!” he tried to frantically get up but was pushed down again by Pete’s forceful hand.

“Quite yer squirming Tubby.” Pete huffed as he continued his ceaseless pounding “The boy’s used ta seeing me fuck someone.”

“He’s used to seeing what!?”

Pete growled in annoyance the little brat had the worst timing. “Pee-jay come over here and tell yer dam teacher that you’ve seen me fuck some b’fore.”

Pj hopped from foot to foot unsure if he should really be here after all. At seeing the angry look on hi father face he decided that he should obey and shuffled over to the pair. “Looking away from the erotic sight before him he said. “Um… yeah Mr. Brown I’ve seen him do this before it….. It doesn’t bother me.”

“Good boy.” Pete said proudly. “Now come’mer and-” he pulled Pj closer to him placing an arm around the embarrassed boy. “-look at what yer dad is doin’!” 

Pj tried his best not to look where his dad told him but after a series of groans of from Mr. Brown he couldn’t help but look. His dad pointed down to where he and the bear were connected. The younger man gulped loudly as he observed his father’s cock slide out of his teacher’s ass. The shaft slick and shiny in the dull halogen light from above them. Then he gulped again when he marveled as the thick penis slowly sank back into Orson’s but the bear giving off a muffled groan as it did. It such an obscene and erotic sight the he began to feel the strain of his growing dick against his Briefs.

But as hot as it was this wasn’t really the right place for this. “Dad maybe we should stop this. I mean someone might come by.”

The older man snorted dismissing his worries. “I ain’t going ta get caught you locked the door ‘member. ’Sides iffin I do I’ll just get ol’ Tarny ta cover it up fer me.”

“But dad…” Pj was whining now there seemed to be no talking to his dad. When he had made up his mind.

“But nothing’ boy.” Pete glared at his son which immediately ended the discussion. “This here is some prim grade ass. Ain’t you Yogi?”

There was that name again and worst Peter was here to hear it.  A sharp thrust forced the bear to answer his dominator. “Yes Mr. D’caht I’m grade a prime ass.” he said sarcastically. 

Pete giggled at the stubborn bear. “He’s a real hoot ta fuck too. Let me tell ya. Full of sass. Course the sass goes away when you hit just the right spot. Take a seat for a bit and take notes cause I’m going ta be giving you a test in a bit boy.” the large man let go of his son and returned his hands to his new bitch’s hips.

Pj doing as told took a seat and watched the “show.” 

(It’s always an awesome sight watching my father fuck another guy. He seems to know just the right tempo to drive whoever he fucks crazy. I noticed it the night we took Moose home. Moos liked to be fucked wildly. My dad grabbing him by the ankles while he lay on his back and was pounded into. Mr. Tarn was completely different. He liked being ridden on all fours. My dad pulling back on his horns and riding him as they put it like a cowboy riding his horse. As for me and my dad he’s gotten into the habit of putting us into the missionary position while he loomed over me. I have to say looking back to those times it was a very intimate position for my dad to put us. Never really found out why he liked doing that.  Maybe it was because I had to face him in the eyes while we did it and that was just the way he liked it.”)

After a good twenty minutes of intense fucking. Pj noticed his father slow to a crawl and begin to pull away. Orson feeling his immediate absence looked over his shoulder “Stay still.” Pete warned him sternly. Looking over to his son the older man grinned.  “Ok boy you don taking notes?” When he noticed that there was no paper in front of Pj he pursed his lips. “Dam it boy don’t you listen?”

“You were serious!?” Pj asked confused.

“Dam right I was.” He took out his handkerchief and wiped off the collected precum off of his dick. “Never mind it now. Best to just dive into it I say.”

That made Pj nervous. “Into what sir.”

“Inta this!” Pete slapped one of Mr. Brown’s well bruised cheeks.

“You… want me… to have sex with my teacher.”

“Don’t start with me boy you’ve had sex with yer bully, yer principal, and yer baloney salesmen. This ain’t no big leap.” Pete said snidely. “Now get yer ass over here and get yer first sloppy seconds.”

Pj looked from his dad then to his teachers cum stained backside then back again. The though of being able to have sex with Mr. Brown after his father was both disgusting and hot. He had always wondered what it would feel like to be the top for once. With a small bit of hesitation the younger man stood up form his seat and began walking over to Mr. Brown. But as he stepped closer and heard the incoherent muttering coming from the older man he froze. He couldn‘t take advantage of his teacher like this. 

However Pj didn‘t have a choice in the matter it seemed. “Come on.“ Pete huffed impatiently. When his son failed to move he sighed and bent down pantsing the boy in one single movement. Depriving him of not only his shorts but his precum stained briefs. “Good now that yer bare ass get over there and fuck the fat little shit!“ He could tell the kid was nervous. He had been too his first time to but he wanted to see them fucking. 

“Yes sir.” Pj said not wanting to make his dad any Angier. Placing both of his hands on Mr. Browns hips the younger man aimed his dick at the bear’s sloppy and loosened hole. Muttering a quick sorry he hilted himself into the bear both pupil and teacher hissing from the pleasure as they connected in the most primal way. “Ah god! “ Pj moaned as he his stubby cock was surrounded by the wet pulsing heat of the older man. It was like nothing else on earth

“So you like I boy?“ Pete asked whispering into his son’s ear. It was so sexy seeing his baby boy fucking his first ass. But the idiot needed a little help. So being the good father he was he let his hand drift down to the boy’s ass and forcefully he began to pushing him deeper into their new friend’s hole. “Make sure ta go nice and slow at first son.” he instructed. “Make the bitch squeal on yer dick and beg fer more.”

“Uh-uh.” Pj said absently. He was too engrossed in the sensation emanating from his privates to really hear what his dad was saying. All he cared about was vice like grip on his meat and the feel of the bear under him pushing back against him. 

“Oh fuck peter… you dear, dear boy!” Orson exclaimed. “Please… please keep going!”

“Hear that boy? You got the fat bitch moaning for you.” Pete laughed. “That means yer doin’ a good job. But you got to start really digging into him make him feel that ol’ D’caht meat in his chute.”

“If… if you say so sir.” Pj tightened his grip and began doing as he had been told really pile driving into his teacher. The bear responded right away lifting his head and making a low bellowing sound. ‘Oh how naughty this all is.’ Orson thought to himself as he was fucked by the boy he saw every day sitting in is class. If this ever got out he be ruined. But who the fuck cared right now. The force… the sounds of the man above him… everything it was nirvana. He could really see himself doing this more often. That is if sweet young Peter agreed to do it again. ‘Can’t force the boy after all.’

“Oh Mr. Brown!” Pj shouted when his submissive partner wiggled his but just the right way. If this kept going he was going to cum. 

But his excitement was cooled when his dad got behind him and placed both his hands on his hips slowing him. “Now, now no need ta ruining it slut.” his dad scolded. “I know how much ya like ta cum but I want ta see you do this fer a while.”

“Ok dad.” Pj said gasping. The younger man grunted in surprise when his head was pulled back so that his dad could connect their lips in a smoldering kiss which seemed to last several minutes. Pj had almost lost himself in their kiss when he felt his father nudged him with his hips reminding him of the fact that he was still balls deep in the bear bent over in front of them. 

“Back to work slut.” Pete smirked breaking their kiss.  Pj nodded and turned back to his teacher resuming his frantic pace like before. The older man was pleased that his son went right back to fucking and decided to pamper him a little. The larger man began to run his hands up and down his son. Groping the boy’s chest and pinching his nipples. 

Pj started moaning as soon as he did this almost losing his balance between the two older men. “…Dad?”

“Keep going boy, just keep going.” Pete remarked as he rand his other hand down Pj’s body and to his gyrating backside. Without any warning he slipped his finger between he boy’s big ass cheeks teasing the pucker he came across. He loved the way his soon picked up his pace not only humping into the bear but grinding back onto his hand. He made a mental not to make sure and give his son a good hard dicking that night. No sense in letting the boy forget even for a second that he was his little bottom slut.

The trio of men continued their amorous fun for quite a time Pj pounding away at his teach. Orson digging his claws into his desk top, and Pete egging the couple on with dirty words and wandering fingers. But as always it soon came to an end Pete had successfully gotten two of his fingers into his son and was jabbing the meaty digits right at the boys prostrate when Pj let out a strangle cry and emptied a boiling load right into Mr. Browns ass. The bear sharing the ride as he came from feeling the thick juice shoot into him. Pete licked his lips and watched as the two men sputtered and called out each others names. Then chuckled when his boy exhausted collapsed onto the other man’s back.

“Wow that was amazing…” Pj panted as he came down from his high.

‘That it was my, dear that it was.” Orson agreed. The pair was in the process of getting off of each other when Pete rudely shoved Pj out of his way knocking the boy to the floor. Before Orson could react to what had happened Pete had shoved his cock up his ass and had began fucking him. The wet sloshing sounds of his cummy ass filling the room. “What the hell!”

“What!?” Pete asked. “You think I was done? I just wanted my boy to have some fun. ‘B’sides I love goin’ second. Like the thought ‘o’ fuckin’ the kids cum deeper into you prissy little ass.”

Pj shook his head and gave Mr. Brown an apologetic smile. The bear only rolled his eyes and went about enjoying the second… not third pounding he has receiving that day. 

(That’s my dad always an ulterior motive. Though I couldn’t complain it did allow me to have a wonderful experience. One I had quite often with Mr. Brown. )
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The next morning….

Pj yawned as he made his way down his street heading towards his school. After all the fun he had had last night he felt like just calling in sick today. His dad went absolutely wild last night after they came home. But as good as that sounded he didn’t want to miss a day of school. Especially after what happened yester day he had to make sure “Orson” was alright.

Pj had just stopped at a corner and was waiting for the sidewalk signal to change when a horn blared breaking the peace and quiet of suburbia. Before Pj knew it Moose’s bright red sports car pulled up in front of him and the passenger door swung open. Blinking in confusing Pj hesitantly looked inside and said. “Moose?”

He found himself being glared at by the apes steely gaze. The older boy’s lips were pulled back into a mean looking snarl and he was growling a little. “Get in fatty.” he said coldly.

“Moose what-”

“-I said get in!” The gorilla roared. The sound of the anger in the other mans voice was all it took. Pj yelped and practically jumped into the car it taking off before he could fully slam his door shut. As they rode through the Sponnerville streets Pj glance over at the driver of the car. The older boy was angry he knew that but why. Well there was only one way to find that out, ask him. So gathering his courage Pj spoke up. “Um Moose… did…did I do something wron-”

“-Just tell me D’caht why didn’t you tell your dad that I ditched you yesterday?” the ape asked suddenly.

Was that why he was mad. “Well… I guess because it wasn‘t that big of a deal.” Pj reasoned. “And anyway I really don’t want to get you in trouble with me dad.”

“And why is that.” Moose asked suddenly calm. “Why the hell do you even care? I’ve done nothing but make you life miserable ever since I met you. You should hate my stinking guts, every other nerd does.” 

Pj tried to begin explaining but he was interrupted once again by the ape’s speech. “I hit you and you just take it. I make fun of you and you just stand there with that stupid smile on yer face. I abandon you on the streets and you just sit there and tell me that it’s ok.” Moose brought the car to an abrupt stop and looked over to Pj. “Why D’caht why are you so nice to me. All. The. Fucking. Time?”

Pj had to look away he was taking a bit of a risk saying this out loud. “It’s… it’s because I like you Moose.”

“You like me?!” Moose asked in surprise. “Wait… your not saying that because you like the sex are you.“

“Well… I do like the sex.” Pj admitted. “But I also like waking up next to you and my dad and going down and fixing you both breakfast before you wake up. Always makes me happy to see your smiles when I bring out the food. Sort of makes my…weekend.”

“Geeze D’caht your such a sissy.” Moose laughed. “Your talking like some fifties housewife.”

“I believe I said waking up next to you and my dad.” Pj joked weekly. “But like I said it’s true. I want you to keep coming by every weekend.”

Moose was speechless. This dumb but as he was learning sweet guy actually like him. And thinking about it he liked him a little to. Him and his dad. That explained why he had them on his mind all the time. And you know thinking about it the gorilla decided that that was alright. Better them then his fake friends at the school or his own father. “Come on Pee-ga… I mean Pj let’s get to school.”

“Um… alright.” Pj smiled. “You can drop me off when we’re a bloc away I know the prefect spot hidden by bushes.”

“Naw forget it you can ride all the way.” The other boy said as he took off again towards the school.

Pj couldn’t believe his ears. “You’re really going to drop me off in front of your friends.” 

“Yeah what the hell. I can always tell them I’m doing a favor for your dad if they get to nosey.” Moose gave his passenger a sideway glance. “Can’t have my friend walking to school every day can I?”

Pj’s eyes widened when he hear what the ape had called him. “Yeah I guess you can’t.” the pair rode in silence the rest of the way the only other thing said was when Moose pulled up to the school and commented that Mr. Brown seemed to be walking really funny that day.

To be continued….

Next time Pj tries to convince Moose’s coach Mr. Macalla to make him the teams new mascot.