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"Sloan Cosgrove 2, Confessions of a Middle-Aged Bear"
by fratbear (thefratbear@yahoo.com)
Chapter 63: Strongest Man
September 2017
"Holy shit, he did it!" Matthew the strongman shouted in exuberance in his thick Irish accent before turning to me and squeezing me in a powerful bearhug that threatened to crush the life out of me.
We were both jumping up and down and cheering in the stands at the sports arena in San Diego as Matthew's younger (but bigger) brother Sean raised his arms in victory on the floor below. He'd just lifted 485 kg to win the world deadlift championship, the centerpiece event of the 2016 American Strongman competition.
This was now the highpoint of Matthew and Sean's relationship with my client Bare Power, especially when Sean dropped the massive barbell to the floor and realized he'd just won the championship, and the first thing he did as photographers snapped photos of his victorious moment was to grab a Bare Power protein drink and chug it before the cameras. The enormous strongman was a natural born salesman.
It was an especially sweet moment for all of us because a month earlier, Matthew had injured a calf muscle and had to pull out of the competition. Even though Matthew still flew out to the States to support his brother, it was all up to Sean to bring home the glory to Ireland and to Bare Power. And now he'd done it.
"Come on, let's go see him!" Matthew bellowed, pushing me towards an exit.
I struggled to keep up with Matthew even though he was limping as he bounded excitedly down a concrete hallway beneath the arena. He still had a couple of months before his leg would be strong enough to resume his training for the following year's World's Strongest Man competition, where both he and Sean were expected to make a big splash. He flashed his all-access VIP badge to everyone we passed on our way to the venue's locker rooms.
Stripped down to a pair of neon trunks, Sean looked up and raised his massive arms again in triumph as Matthew and I passed by a security guard at the door to the locker room and went in. "Brother!" he yelled as Matthew walked up to him and gave him a big hug.
I stood back and watched the two mountainous brothers speaking in low voices as they embraced. I couldn't make out what they were saying, but from the tears in Sean's eyes, I guessed that his older brother had just told him how proud he was of him.
Finally, Sean looked over Matthew's shoulder at me and smiled. "Get over here, ya big bear," he called out.
I grinned as I walked up to the two brothers, amused that Sean still referred to me as a "big bear" even though he had a good five inches and over a hundred pounds of muscle over me. I looked like a toy teddy bear next to him. As soon as I reached them, Sean wrapped an arm around me to pull me in close to them.
"Thank you, buddy," he said as he hugged me close to him and his brother.
"I should be the one thanking you," I replied, thrilling to the feel of his massive, bare torso pressing against me. "You've just made me a star at my agency."
"And just wait until I'm back in shape," Matthew added.
"I can't wait," I said, daring to turn my head and give Matthew a kiss on his stubbled cheek. He smiled bashfully.
"Sorry to interrupt." A voice came from the door to the locker room, and we looked over to see the security guard peeking in. "You have a few more visitors. Should I let them in?"
"Yeah, let us the fuck in!" a deep, gruff voice with a German accent called out. "We just want to congratulate you!"
Sean grinned, recognizing the voice. "Sure, let them in. But that's all the visitors for now."
The security guard ducked out, and a trio of massive bodies lumbered into the locker room. They were all fellow strongmen who had just been defeated by Sean in competition, and they were all clad only in their trunks, having shed their shirts as soon as the competition had ended.
"Good job, big fella," the sandy brown-haired German giant with a thick beard, mischievous smile, and bare, fuzzy barrel chest bellowed as he held out his thickly muscled arms.
"Thank you, Peter," Sean replied as he broke away from me and Matthew to go over and receive accolades from his fellow strongmen.
I recognized all of them from my research of strongman competitions. Peter the German was the current Europe's Strongest Man champion and would probably be a shoo-in for World's Strongest Man if it weren't for Matthew and Sean.
The darkly handsome behemoth lurking behind him was named Glen, a stout New Zealander with dark brown hair, a thick but neatly trimmed beard, and a big, furry chest and belly. He had amazingly burly arms, with gigantic biceps and thick, furry forearms. As soon as he started speaking to Sean, he spoke a mile a minute in a thick Kiwi accent, revealing himself to be a boisterous extrovert.
On the other end of the spectrum was the introverted American Troy, a furry musclebear with almost jet black hair, an unruly tangled beard, and a big fat belly. He was the strong, timid, silent type, hanging back and only joining the others when Sean beckoned him over.
As I observed them huddled together, Matthew went over to join them. They welcomed him into the huddle, whispering inaudibly to each other as if they were exchanging gossip. I could tell that even though they were competitors, years of crossing paths at events all over the world had created a bond between them, and they were all friends now. I started to notice that Sean was looking up at me every now and then and smiling.
"How come I get the feeling you're talking about me?" I suddenly asked, feeling like the odd bear out in this group of bona fide giants.
They all looked over at me, and Sean flashed me a good-natured grin. "We were just talking about our sponsorship deal with Bare Power and how you put it all together."
Glen the outgoing Kiwi strongman strolled over to me and placed a powerful hand on my shoulder. "Yeah, we all want in, and Sean says you're the man to talk to."
I smiled. "Well, to be honest, you've all been on my radar, and I especially had my eye on Peter for a sponsorship deal even before the Europe's Strongest Man win."
Peter looked surprise, pointing to himself as if to say, "Who, me?"
"And Troy," I called out the timid, chubby strongman. "I've been eyeing you to be the first American strongman to be sponsored by Bare Power. You interested?"
Troy nodded and smiled, his bearded face suddenly becoming warm and friendly. "Yes, sir," he murmured softly.
"And what about me?" Glen asked. "How can I convince you to take me on?"
I glanced over at Sean, who shrugged. "Hey Glen, maybe you can give him some of your protein," Sean said with a wicked glint in his eye.
Glen squinted, looking at me hard in the eyes. "Is that right? You want me to give you a sample?"
I grinned back at him. "Hey, it's how I closed the deal with Matthew and Sean."
I reached out and ran my hands over Glen's furry chest and belly, causing him to giggle almost like a child. "Ya like the feel of that, don't you?" he asked.
"Yeah," I replied, "but this is what I really want."
I hooked my fingers over the waistband of his trunks and yanked them down his massive thighs, releasing his thick, semi-hard cock. I sank to my knees and took his penis into my mouth, caressing it with my lips and tongues. I reached around him and squeezed his thick, round ass with my hands as I sucked hungrily on his rapidly hardening cock.
"Aw, fuck, man," Glen groaned as his erection reach full stiffness, and he began to hump his hips, gently fucking my mouth.
Soon, the other strongmen were all around me, tugging at my clothing and stripping me down. I felt like a Christmas present being unwrapped by a bunch of excited little kids. As soon as I was stripped naked, I pulled Glen's slick cock out of my mouth and looked around at the mountains of muscle and flesh surrounding me.
"It's only fair," I remarked as I reached over and pulled down Sean's trunks, then Troy's, then Peter's. Have watched me blowing their buddy, they were all fully hard. Peter's cock was thick and long, while Troy's was average size. Being the American, Troy was the only one who was circumcised.
Then I turned to Matthew, who had been the only one besides me who was fully dressed. I stood and began removing his clothing as he looked in my eyes with a smile on his face. Soon I had him as naked and erect as the other strongman, clad only in the bandage wrapped around his injured calf.
"I never have gotten to swallow your cum," I said to Matthew before sinking to my knees again and swallowing his stiff pole whole. He moaned as I began to suck furiously on his cock, eager to get a load of his sperm in my belly.
"Hey, I still need to give you my spunk," Glen said, pretending to pout as he stroked his still rock hard cock.
"You can inject it into the other end," Matthew responded as he fucked my mouth.
I reached over to my pants, which were lying on the floor next to me, and retrieved my trusty bottle of lube, which I tossed to Glen even as I continued blowing Matthew.
"Fuckin' fantastic," Glen exclaimed excitedly as he knelt behind me, lubing up his cock and positioning the tip at my waiting asshole.
With an animal-like grunt, the furry Kiwi muscle beast pressed his cock into my ass and began to thrust away, obviously eager to get his rocks off.
Out of the corner of my eye, I could see Sean, Peter, and Troy jerking themselves off as they ran their hands over each other bodies, sizing up each other's muscles. I wondered how often these strongmen did hands-on comparisons of their bodies like this.
"Fuck yeah, you got a fucking hot ass," Glen groaned in his thick Kiwi accent. He twisted and writhed his hips as he pounded his cock into me as if he were doing some kind of erotic dance as he fucked. He clearly liked to put a lot of effort and style into his fucking, which matched his playful personality and demeanor.
Matthew cupped the sides of my head in his big, powerful hands as he fucked my mouth. I loved the feel of his veiny shaft gliding back and forth across my tongue as it plunged in and out of my mouth.
"Oh, fuck me, I'm gonna cum," Glen growled as he increased the intensity of his thrusts, his big, furry stomach slamming repeatedly against my back. "I'm gonna fucking fill you up."
Sean, Peter, and Troy stopped their body worship of each other to watch Glen as he barreled towards his orgasm. Glen jackhammered my ass with several quick, violent thrusts before letting out a primal scream.
I felt Glen's shaft pulsing in my ass as it blasted jets of his hot cum deep into my guts. He grunted and growled as he continued to ram my ass, pumping his sperm into me.
"Oh yeah, that's the stuff," Glen muttered with a deep sigh as his orgasm subsided. With his cock still buried in me, he looked over at the three strongmen who had just watched him cum in me. "Now, who's next?"
Peter, the massive bearded German, raised a hand while shaking his big, thick piece of meat in his other hand. "I'll go next."
Glen pulled his dick out of my ass and stood up, high-fiving Peter as the German strongman replaced him behind me. I felt his cock head pushing into my ass. Unlike Glen, Peter slid his large erection into me slowly and lovingly. He was savoring the sensation of entering me as much as I was savoring the feeling of his cock invading my body.
And then I felt his cock making contact with my prostate, which sent a shiver through my body and made me moan. My own hard cock must've twitched and spurt out a glob of precum onto the locker room floor.
"Oh fuck, look at that," Troy the shy American murmured in a Southern drawl, the first words I'd heard him utter.
As Matthew continued to fuck my mouth, and Peter began to thrust his cock in and out of my asshole, Troy approached us and got down on his hands and knees so he could get a good close-up look at my dripping erection bouncing in front of me.
And then Troy hunched down and took my cock into his warm, wet mouth and began to suck on it, swallowing my leaking precum. I was now being fucked from both ends by strongmen while a third was slurping on my dick.
"Oh fuck, that's fucking hot," Matthew groaned. He must have had an incredible view of Peter's mountainous body humping and trembling as he plowed my ass and of my own cock sliding in and out of Troy's mouth. "I'm gonna shoot."
Matthew's cock pulsated in my mouth and then flooded it with his rich, creamy spunk. His strong hands seemed to tighten their grips on the sides of my head as he ejaculated his load down my throat. I gulped it down greedily, happy to finally have his strongman seed in my belly.
"Wow," was all Peter could say as he watched Matthew's thickly muscled body shaking before him.
Matthew let out a deep sigh as he pumped the last of his sperm down my throat, then he pulled his cock out of my mouth and stepped back to get a good look at me getting fucked while having my dick sucked.
Troy pulled his mouth off me and got up onto his knees. He looked me in the eye, then grabbed my bottle of lube and squirted some onto my cock, smearing it over my shaft. I looked at him with surprise, but he just smiled shyly at me and then got on all fours again, backing his big, fat ass towards my cock.
I pointed my cock head at his ass as he backed his asshole onto it, impaling himself on my cock.
"Holy fuck," I exclaimed as my cock slid into his warm ass.
"Yes," Peter hissed behind me, thrilled by the sight of the big, burly, bearded American strongman being penetrated by my cock.
I began to hump my body, fucking Troy's big ass while Peter's cock pumped in and out of my ass. Troy let out soft whimpers and wails as my cock plunged into his guts. This big musclebear was as gentle of a giant as I could imagine. I looked at his wide, furry, and sweaty back and shoulders tensing and relaxing in front of me as I fucked him at a steady rhythm. I felt like I should be gentle with him even though he clearly enjoyed being fucked.
Then Peter roared as his cock began to throb in my ass, and he coated my insides with thick blasts of his jizz. His body heaved as he came in me, sweat dripping down his furry torso. He leaned forward as he continued to cum in my ass, pressing his sweat-soaked chest and soft belly against my back.
"You looked like you enjoyed that," Sean remarked as he stepped up to us.
Peter looked up at him and grinned. "I did. All yours, champ." He sighed as he slipped his big cock out of my ass, a mixture of his and Glen's sperm dripping out of my asshole. "I think he's overflowing."
Sean grinned as he knelt behind me. "I need to cum so bad I think it might shoot out of his mouth."
"Fuck yeah," I growled as I turned my head to look at him. "I want to feel you cumming hard inside me."
Sean pushed his cock into my asshole with ease, then clutched my hips with his meaty hands as he began to pummel my ass with the fervor of a wild animal. The intensity of his fucking seemed to make me fuck Troy with greater passion. Troy's whimpers soon became full-on squeals of joy as I rammed his ass.
Peter knelt down next to Troy, looking somewhat concerned. "Are you all right?" Peter asked in his thick German accent.
Troy nodded. "Yeah," he whimpered in reply.
Peter smiled and reached under Troy's body with a big, calloused hand. I felt Troy's asshole contract around my thrusting cock as Peter began jerking off his stiff, dripping cock. It struck me as a loving gesture of friendship. Even though the German giant had already gotten his rocks off, he still wanted to make sure his American buddy was taken care of.
"Ah, I'm gonna cum," Troy gasped, and Peter grinned as he jerked on Troy's penis with greater intensity.
Suddenly, I felt the muscles in Troy's ass clamping around my ass, and I knew that he was blowing his sperm onto the floor as Peter masturbated him. The grin on Peter's face widened as his hand was coated by Troy's sticky load.
Troy's orgasm triggered my own, and I let out a cry as I began to shoot ropes of cum into Troy's ass. I felt like I was completely emptying my balls deep in his guts.
"Holy fucking hell," Sean exclaimed behind me as he felt his own cock being squeezed by my contracting asshole as I climaxed.
I felt Sean's cock pulsing in my ass, which was then flooded with a third load of hot cum. I don't know if it was because of the adrenaline of having just won the deadlift world championship, but Sean seemed to just keep ejaculating blast after blast of his sperm into my guts. I could swear that I could feel each volley of semen splashing against the walls of my ass.
"Fuuuuck," he finally growled as he pumped out a few more spurts before he finally collapsed forward against me.
I felt like I could stay there forever, sandwiched between the sweaty, mountainous bodies of two strongmen. Peter grinned and raised his hand to show me that it was covered in Troy's sticky load. I leaned over so I could lick it off his hand.
"So, Sloan," Matthew said as he strolled over to us. "Hate to ruin the mood, but when can we discuss business?"
"Yeah, man," Glen interjected, "do you think we have what it takes to get a sponsorship?"
I smiled slyly back at them. "I dunno," I replied, "I think I'm going to need to try more of your protein."
Glen grinned as he pumped his cock with his fist, getting it hard again. "Well, if you need more convincing..."
I could see that Sean's victory in the competition was just the beginning of my weekend with these strongmen.