While I concentrated my efforts on Steve, the more willing of the pair the other three, Max, Dave and Jack surrounded Rick.
Rick, an averaged sized guy, wasn't sure about all of this. Yeah, he'd messed around with guys, but they'd always done the sucking and he'd done the fucking besides. The three who surrounded him towered over him, they sniffed and grunted. Watching how eagerly big tough Steve over there who had never taken a cock in him anywhere suddenly slurp down my big rod made him a bit fearful that he too would be servicing the three touching his body. His moderately hairy body was being explored and he was nervous.
He especially didn't want to take Max, the size of his bulge was almost frightening. Something had happened to Max, it looked like he was wearing boots that made him taller and it looked like in the four months since he'd seen Max he'd been hitting the free weights 24/7 AND since when did Max switch hit?
"C'mon Rick, let's get comfortable." Max said pulling off his sweat soaked shirt revealing a thick coat of salt and pepper body hair.
His smell was starting to make Rick feel warm and somewhat suggestable.
"You like that?" Uncle Max said, "Smell of a prime Marine stud bear got you all dazed and confused, hasn't it boy?"
Rick's thick blond moustache, cut so that it grew on either side of his chin in the way bikers liked to wear them, twitched as he licked his lips. He rubbed his three-day old stubble and gave a nervous glace over to big steve who was making me feel REALLY good.
Max raised an arm holding his sweaty shirt over his head. The other hand moved behind Rick's head. Rick took another quick glace over toward me and Steve and saw that there were differences in Steve. He didn't have much time to look and ponder this though as Uncle Max pushed his head into his sweaty pit.
Rick struggled, but his arms were quickly caught by Ross and Jack who held him. Uncle Max held his head firmly to the sweaty pit. He gave his sweaty shirt to Jack, who pushed it into the side Rick's face, not allowing the smaller man any air that was not scented with Max though to his nose. Rick wasstruggling to free himself from Max's deep hairy pit.
Soon, no less than five minutes though, the struggling stopped. Rick was getting a heavy dose of Bear-omones.
"That's it Cub, lick Daddy's pits!" Max rumbled. Rick's tongue, as if by itself snaked out and licked. "Boys, I think you can let him go now. Start taking off his leathers and rip off that t-shirt, he's a bit to occupied to take it off himself."
Jack and Ross did just as Max had said. Soon Rick was naked. He was hard and horny. Jack moved under Max and between him and Rick to suckle Rick's cock while Ross lubed up his ass with the copious amounts of pre come he was making. When Rick, who had switched to the other pit but was still licking, was ready, Max told Jack to take his place.
Soon Rick was nuzzling in Jack's pits. Max moved around behind Rick and nudged Ross out of the way. Ross immediately went to sucking Rick's cock. Jack bent Rick over and brought a now, willing set of lips down over his huge bear-tool. Max lined his cock up with Rick's hole and pushed in.
Rick let out a muffled cry, and then continued sucking Jack's cock. His brain was in sensory overload and he didn't care how he was fucked and sucked or that he was sucking now. All those details were unimportant, all he wanted was the musky bear-meat he was being given.