Page 22 of Taurus

Once more, a garbled mess of ums and ahs came out.

“I’m almost ready,” he said, his purple bear head tucked under his arm.. “I need my toys. Well, there’s you,” he counted on a hand, “then I need a dildo, I’m thinking maybe not as thick as yesterday. Maybe one that vibrates.”

My only form of communication was in thumbs up and head nods.

Zander approached the bed with a pink dildo. He turned it to vibrate and threw it at me. It started flopping up and down like a fish out of water. “Catch it,” he said.

In my hands, it went side to side with life of its own. I’d never owned a vibrating dildo before, I was too fixated on getting the real thing, and having men do the manual vibrating, or at least that thing their dicks did before they were about to cum.

“I’m gonna hit record, and when I do, you do everything I say, and you don’t remove the head. I don’t like to make loads of cuts, and people enjoy the raw format of seeing everything without it,” he said.

I nodded. I could understand that, I always enjoyed myself some amateur content.

With the teddy bear head on, he sat on the edge of the bed. “Three, two—” he counted down before pressing the record button. There was a viewfinder flipped around so we could see what was in shot, and while it was small on the screen, I could see myself in the blue bear head very well. I felt very sexual.

Not being able to speak was proving difficult quickly. Zander was putting on a show for the camera, something I’d never done before. He had me in doggy, camera recording us side on. He played the drums on my ass, trying to make a tune with his little spanks.

“Let’s bring in our friend,” he said, pulling the large teddy bear into view and under me. “You’re gonna fuck it.” He took control, but it wasn’t really me, it was a version of me. Whoever it was, they did a good job doing as Zander said. He positioned me, ass up, chest down against the plush stuffie. “You’re so hard.”

My erection was out of my control. Even before the camera started rolling, I was doing my best not to touch my cock. I couldn’t be trusted with discovering new kinks that got me off. I moaned at his touch of my cock, and once more as he spat in his hand and grabbed my cock with it.

“Good boy,” he said, directing my cock into the fleshlight of the teddy bear.

I moaned loud against the gag. It vibrated and caused me to moan louder, becoming a cycle of moans. Zander added to it by playing with my ass and pushing my hips into the teddy, making sure I was fucking it.

“Getting you all nice and loose,” he said as two fingers went inside me. “Oh, look at that. You’re so warm.” I didn’t know what he was doing in my ass, but it was nice. Two fingers felt like three, and then the buzz of the vibrating dildo started up and I knew it was about to get much harder to keep myself from becoming overstimulated by charged sexual energy.

The placement of the teddy under me was moving every so slightly from the way I was pounding the fleshlight inside it. The eyes of the bear head had me looking ahead at the plain white wall. But as I thought there could’ve been some naked pictures scattered around, my ass took damage from the dildo, forcing me from my knees to pancake against the teddy. It hit me by surprise.

A pleasure bomb, tickling at my prostate while I was still doing my best to fuck the toy. I hooked my arms around it, squeezing the teddy tight to my chest as Zander moved me onto my back. Filling me with positive affirmations and fingers stroking down my sides.

My ass and the dildo were positioned in view of the camera. All eyes were going to be on my hole, and I held back the orgasm I knew was going to come if I continued thinking about it.

“I’m warming him up,” Zander said to the camera, pushing my legs up; my knees squeezing into the teddy. “Look at his hole.” He toyed with it inside me, twisting it, pulling it, and pushing it back in. Each time, my moans were louder. “Good boy.”

I was nearly curled into a ball with the teddy at my center. I tried not to focus on any one sensation, because I knew the moment I thought about the small pleasure dots on the inside of the fleshlight, or the vibrator hitting the right spot, I’d explode, and ruin this before Zander had his chance to turn this into a bear throuple.

He pulled the toy out of me, almost like he knew. “I can’t let it have all the fun,” he said, once more moving me around. I hadn’t counted on positioning for the camera, but I was at his mercy, unable to speak, and with the head on. “Look at that hole.” He held three fingers up to the camera, and then seconds later, they were inside me. “I think you’re ready.” He pulled his fingers out.

My moan was a positive sign. I needed him to fuck me, and I needed it now. Just because I was wearing a bear head, it didn’t change my personality completely, I was still a needy bottom, hungry for dick.

Zander gave me a little warning, tapping the tip of his cock against my hole before fucking me with it. I wrapped my legs around his lower back and waist, forcing him to come down on top of me. I continued to slowly fuck the toy inside the teddy as Zander fucked me, our bodies in sync with the thrusts.

I couldn’t take much more of the stimulation from all sides, and it was made worse—or better, by knowing people were going to see this, and nobody would ever know it was me. The idea of having thousands of people see my hole and watch me fuck a teddy had my cock on the edge of orgasm.

It only took Zander a couple of warm thrusts inside me and I couldn’t hold it back.

I came, trying my best to pull out of the teddy, and realizing it was difficult. No wonder guys loved to finish inside, there was hardly any warning. I ended up pulling out mid orgasm, cumming on the bear and getting Zander’s stomach sticky.

“A little accident,” he teased, fucking me harder. “You’re tight little ass better stay tight.”

There was no control over that, it was currently tight and squeezing around his cock. I felt every pulse along his shaft with each and every thrust. There were words in my throat, but the gag was firm. I could only moan, and so I did.

Zander removed the bear from between us, getting a better angle at me. I watched our bodies, small in the viewfinder. He lifted both my legs, holding them high by the ankles as he continued to pound my ass, his body was hypnotic. I was still hard, but there was no chance of me cumming again.

“On top.”

He wanted me to work my magic like last night in the club. I could definitely put on a show. It was my signature move. I hoped nobody would watch it and recognize me from the way I rode dick.