After the matches, we headed back my place for our own little after hours party. We both were hard and horny, so it didn't take long for us to get naked and get busy with each other. Our hands explored each other, my hands concentrated mainly on his chest and his thick hard cockshaft. His big hands latched onto my hot ass, and his tongue flicked on my hard nips, sending shockwaves through me. I raised his big arms and buried my face in his pits; licking them, rubbing my bushy beard in there. Ron grunted as I ran my tongue and beard up, down and all through his armpits.

Upon completion of cleaning his armpits, I ran my tongue through his densely carpeted, furry, muscled, barrel chest, stopping at each of his big 2" nips to nibble and chew on them. Ron GROWLED loudly as I did that. He took me by the back of my head and mashed my face into his chest. I hungrily lapped, licked and sucked on his nips, matting his chest hair down with my tongue. Ron pulled my face from his chest, brought my mouth to his, and we began kissing passionately. Our tongues wrestled wildly in each other's mouths (good thing we knew how to breathe through our noses! [grin]).

Ron and I made our way to the den, still wrapped in each other's arms. We sank to the blue plush carpeted floor; Ron held my arms above my head, pinning me to the floor under his handsome body. His mouth played with my nipples [nibble, NIBBLE, bite, BITE] causing me to squirm and wriggle under him, helpless but loving it. After several minutes, which seemed like several hours, of this playing, Ron decided that it was time to 'make bearcubs'. I was ready for it (as usual [grin]). He hoisted my legs onto his broad shoulders, lined up his thick tool with my open hole and drove it into me. "UNHHHH!" I grunted.

Ron pounded my hole like a man possessed and I took each and every savage thrust gladly. Ron continued to drill me deeper and deeper; grunts emerged from our throats each time he drove into me. He fucked for hours in every sexual position known to man; and a few other ones that only a wrestler would think of! He even got a bit kinky! He carried me in his powerful arms up into the bedroom. Hanging down from the ceiling and wall were leather restraints. He grinned at me, I grinned back.

He dropped me onto the bed, took my paws and put them in the restraints that hung from the ceiling, and pumped my ass harder than ever. Then he really got busy; he took my paws out of the one set and into the ones on the wall. He then turned around and shoved his cock into me UPSIDE-DOWN and pounded me even harder.

I lost control right then and there. "CUMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMING!" I howled, blasting a huge load onto my face. My hole clamped tight on Ron's prick, wringing him. That set him off, "CUMMMMMMMMMMING!" he shouted, firing a massive load in my hot cubass. He pulled out after emptying his nuts into me, freed me feet from the cuffs, and licked all of the cum from my bearded face. We showered, went back to bed and slept like infants.

Ron left before I awoke, he planted a kiss on my forehead and left my house at about 6:30am. He left a note too, "Cub, thank you for all of your help at the matches, and for the incredibly hot session afterwards. Good luck on your date with James, tonight. Look forward to seeing you again. Bearhugs, Ron." I had nearly forgotten that I had a similar date coming up in a few hours! I called James at 9am; he'd left for work, so I left a message on his machine to call me when he got home.

At exactly 430pm the phone rang, it was James. I answered it, "Hello?" "WOOF!" James barked in his low sexy growl. "Hey James! WOOF! We still on for tonight, bud?" "Yup," he began, "unless Ron wore you out last night." He finished, chuckling. I laughed heartily, "No he didn't wear me out. Same place right? The Arena?" I asked. "You know it, Cub. 615pm." He replied. "See you then, bud. WOOF!" I said. "WOOF!" he barked back and we hung up. I got dressed and went to The Steak Palace, which is about a stone's throw from the Arena. Turns out that great minds DO think alike, James was also there, dressed similar to myself, except a lot bigger, more muscular, and furrier too [WOOF!].

We dined together on thick sirloin steaks cooked to perfection (but I knew that I'd be feasting on his thick 11" sausage before the night was over). We made general conversation for a good 30 minutes, I glanced at the wall clock, 6:05. "Ready to head to the Arena bud?" I asked. "Ready when you are, Cub." He answered, smiling and I smiled back. We left a generous tip for the server, and headed out. "Got the ticket I mailed you, Cub?" James asked. "Right here champ." I answered pulling the envelope containing my orange ticket and a Backstage Pass also from my leather vest pocket. "Same seats as last night, how ironic." I remarked grinning.

The house lights dimmed at 630pm and another live taping was in progress. The first few matches were great as usual. The cameras found James and I, and I can imagine what the announcers were saying about me. "There's that young man that helped his friend and that young star give that big brute what he deserved last night. Looks like he's got a new buddy with him tonight."

Well as fate would have it, the big brute that I had helped Ron and the other guy beat up came out to the ring and began talking shit. "NO ONE MAKES 'MIGHTY MAX' LOOK LIKE A CHUMP! NO ONE! NO ONE!" his voice echoing through the building. His mean black eyes found me. "YOU! YOU LITTLE FUCK! YOU COST ME BIG TIME LAST NIGHT! YOU THINK YOU CAN HANDLE ME ON YOUR OWN, BOY?" he snarled. "IF SO THEN GET YOUR SCRAWNY ASS IN THIS RING AND TAKE THIS ASS-WHOOPIN' LIKE A MAN, IF YOU ARE ONE THAT IS!" The crowd cheered for me; James asked if I wanted to, since he had wrestled him before, years ago. I nodded and hopped over the rail.

The ring announcer handed me a microphone, I stated loudly, "YEAH BIGBOY! I AIN'T AFRAID TO GO AFTER YOU! YOU'RE SO CONFIDENT, HOW ABOUT PUTTING UP THAT CHAMPIONSHIP BELT?…OR ARE YOU AFRAID THAT A LITTLE MAN LIKE ME IS TOO GOOD FOR YOU TO DEFEND IT?" The crowd cheered wildly, the bigman looked shocked, his face red in anger. " YOU DARE CALL MIGHTY MAX 'AFRAID'? OK SMARTASS, I WILL PUT MY TITLE AND MY CAREER ON THE LINE!" the crowd roared it's approval. "IF, AND THAT'S A BIG 'IF', YOU DEFEAT MEFOR MY TITLE TONIGHT, I WILL QUIT WRESTLING, FOREVER!" he snarled and growled at me. "YOU GOT A DEAL!" I snarled back, "AND TO SWEETEN THE DEAL, I GOT 1 MORE STAKE FOR YOU. IF I DO LOSE TO YOU, I WILL BECOME YOUR SLAVEBOY, FOREVER! HOW ABOUT THAT?" I growled. "DEAL! YOU GONNA MAKE A PERFECT SLAVEBOY FOR ME, BOY!" he growled back. "GET IN HERE BOY!"

I charged the ring and the fight was on! The bigman beat on me ruthlessly, beating me from pillar to post, trying to make short work of me. Most mortals my size couldn't take the kind of punishment that MIGHTY MAX subjected my 205-pound body to, but I was not like most men. My compact, muscled frame was powerful, and could absorb tremendous amounts of punishment, (and dish it out too!). Mighty Max couldn't believe my resilience; don't get me wrong; my body felt every clothesline, powerslam, suplex and anything else he did to me. But the word 'quit' has never been in my vocabulary. No matter what the brutal man did to me, I refused to give up. I could tell he was getting frustrated and tired too.

I finally got a lucky break, when the man had whipped my aching back into the corner, he charged in but I got out of the way of his attempted splash. He crashed into the turnbuckle, his head clanged off the steel ringpost! I knew this was gonna be my best shot at ending his title reign and his career too! I went after him like a raging pitbull.

I grabbed him in a headlock, and delivered a hard bulldog! BOOM! Driving his head into the mat. I could've tried for a pin, but I knew he was still strong, so I opted no to; choosing instead to continue punishing him some more. I picked him up by his short black hair, smashed his face into each of the 3 turnbuckles in the corner where we were. His body slumped to the mat. I picked him up again, he was semi-conscious, I whipped him repeatedly into each of the corners. His body wracked with a shooting pain in his lower back. I was setting him up for the kill.

Unknown to me, James had been summoned to the Announcer's Table. He told the men to call me 'PowerCub' (only because he didn't know my first name). Then the crowd began to shout "Cub! Cub! Cub! Cub! Cub! Cub!" as if they knew me. I responded with a rousing "WOOF! WOOF!" all 45,000 or more people "WOOF! WOOF!" back in unison (including James!). Then I went back to work on Mighty Max. Here's how the announcers called it.

[Ring Announcer 1, John Harper]: "PowerCub, in control, setting Max up; whip to the ropes, FLYING CLOTHESLINE!..DEVASTATING! Max crashes hard to the mat, he's all but done!" [Man 2, Philip Peterson]: "Cub, now; picks up the big 280-pounder. PRESSES HIM OVER HIS HEAD! ..WHAT POWER!!SLAMS HIM ACROSS HIS KNEE! MEGA-BACKBREAKER! Max screams in pain! He can feel his title and career leaving his hands." [Harper]: "PowerCub lets out a 'WOOF!', this crowd feeling it with him, 'WOOFS!' back.. he picks up Mighty Max..wraps those arms around him..BEARHUG! He hoists the bigman up! Squeezing hard! Max is trying to fight the pain. HE'S TAPPING OUT ON CUB'S BACK! The ref is calling for the bell! IT'S OVER! WE'VE GOT A NEW CHAMPION! Mighty Max's career is OVER!"

James leaps from behind the table, runs into the ring and begins to celebrate with me. The crowd goes crazy, pandemonium breaks loose. James hugs me close, the ref hands me my belt. "The winner, and NEW WORLD CLASS HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION, POWERCUB!" the Ring Announcer, Jack Frontier proclaimed. The words sank into my spirit, tears of joy rolled down my face. James hoisted me high onto his big, broad shoulders, a very proud smile on his handsome, bearded face, and on mine too. We climbed from the ring, the defeated ex-champ already gone in disgrace. Fans clambered at me, wanting my autograph, which I obliged. Hell, I even had a couple of marriage proposals, from females no less [perish the thought! EWWWWW! ] Our arms were around each other's waists, no one suspected a thing.

James and I headed to the locker area. I showered, dressed and we headed back out for the rest of the action. The crowd saw me and reacted. The Security Guards ushered us back to our seats. Harper and Peterson asked us to join them at the Announcer's Table instead. We accepted. Harper greeted me with a big congratulatory handshake, as did Peterson. "How does it feel? You just defeated the Champion and ended his long career!" Peterson asked me. "I gotta tell you, Phil," I began, tears welling up in my eyes, "the only thing that could beat this feeling, is finding someone special to share my joy!" I looked at James, he smiled knowingly. "James and I go way back to our days at the Wrestling Academy. I was a lot smaller back then. James took me under his wing and now 5 years later, here I am, a Champion! I couldn't think of anyone better that I'd want to be around when I won a title, than my best bud, James Hodges!"

James smiles, blushes slightly, and gives me a friendly pat. Harper said to me, "How about calling the Main Event, you and James, for us?" James nodded, "We'd be honored, John." He replied. The main event would be a Tag-Team Title match. The champs, Hammer and Sledge, were hated by everyone in the Federation; they were greeted with a huge chorus of "BOO!" from the capacity crowd. The 2 huge men (Hammer at 6'7" 315 and Sledge even bigger at 6'8" 325) had won the titles 4 years ago and had never lost a match. "Look at these 2 monsters, James!" I commented, "They're huge alright, Cub. They are undefeated, but they are in for a test tonight." He remarked and I nodded in agreement.

"Their challengers, from California, at a combined weight of 740 pounds, Rick and Ryan, 'The Muscle Twins'!" the announcer stated. The 2 huge, furry bodybuilder/wrestlers made their way to the ring. Rick, 6'10" 385, wearing dark blue trunks, and Ryan, 6'6" 355, in dark red, each with matching boots. "MuscleBEAR Twins is more like it! WOOF!" I commented, admiring the 2 handsome studs. "Correct, PowerCub. WOOF!" James added. Rick and Ryan both stopped by the Announcer's Table to congratulate me on my success earlier. "For a couple of giants, these 2 are among the nicest men in the Federation." James mentioned in passing; I definitely agreed with that statement.

The men got into the ring, and the match was underway quickly, as Hammer and Sledge viciously attacked Rick and Ryan. Sledge tossed Rick out over the top rope, leaving Ryan in there with the 2 monsters. They whipped Ryan to the ropes, but Ryan surprised them with a Double Flying Clothesline, decking them both. Hammer charged at Ryan and was greeted with a perfect dropkick to his jaw, sending him out where Rick was waiting for him. Rick pummeled the dazed Hammer into the ring apron and rails. Ryan battled Sledge in the ring, each having the advantage for a period of time.

Sledge got in a cheapshot on Ryan, doubling him over. By now, Rick and Hammer were back on the ring apron in their corners. Sledge tagged in Hammer and the 2 men pounded on Ryan's body viciously. Rick tried to intervene, but the official would tell him to go back; unfortunately that allowed H & S to double-team poor Ryan all the more. "Ryan needs to get to his partner in the worst way, James." I remarked, "He sure does, buddy. If he doesn't get to his corner soon, it'll be over in a short moment." James answered me back.

"Hammer takes Ryan, whip to the ropes, Ryan ducks the clothesline, off the other ropes, FLYING TACKLE! Both men down. Ref is checking them. Listen to the crowd get behind him." "Ryan! Ryan! Ryan!" the crowd chanted, lead by Rick. Ryan recovers, crawls to his corner and barely tags in Rick. "Here we go! Rick's in the ring, cleaning house! CLOTHESLINE on Hammer! Sledge runs in, CLOTHESLINE! Hammer back up, Rick picks him up, and TOSSES him into his partner! Hammer rolls out of the ring onto the floor. Ryan springs off the apron, DROPKICK! Right into Hammer's face, sending him sprawling!" I called.

James picked up the call, "What a shot! Rick in the ring with Sledge, whip to the ropes, CORKSCREW BACKBREAKER! That HAS to hurt! Sledge screams, arching his back. Rick loves to work on backs! Drives a knee into Sledge's back! Another! Another! Rick grabs Sledge's arms, plants a big boot into Sledge's injured back. SURFBOARD! This could be it! Sledge's body is arched, bending under Rick's force. The look on his face tells the story, pain written all over it. Rick lets go of his arms (thump). STOMPS on Sledge's back. Rick picks him up, I know what's coming next. Rick wraps his huge 29" arms around Sledge's body, BIG BEARHUG! He effortlessly lifts Sledge up and begins to wrench and squeeze his injured back. Sledge's face wracked in pain. THAT'S IT! HE TAPPED OUT ON RICK'S BACK! IT'S OVER! Another Title changes hands!" James shouts triumphantly.

The referee hands the newly won tag belts to the new champs. "The winners, and NEW WORLD CLASS TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS, The MUSCLE TWINS!" Rick and Ryan hug each other celebrating joyfully. Back in the locker room, Rick and Ryan invited us to a celebration party, we took a raincheck on that though. James and I headed back to my place for a private party. James went right after me the moment we were alone. Our mouths locked together, tongues exploring the depths of each other's mouth, hands all over our furry bodies. "To the victor go the spoils." James quoted, grinning brightly at me, I couldn't help but smile back at him and agree by giving him a hearty "WOOF!"

I stood still as James began to undress me. He pulled my shirt from my body and began playing with my nipples, rubbing and pinching them lightly. When I moaned my approval, he pinched a bit harder, gradually causing me to growl. My cock swelled in my pants, James reached down and massaged my basket. I let out a deep moan, but did not move. James knelt before me, undid my boots and pulled them off along with my socks. He kissed my cubpaws, reached up, and helped me out of my tight denims. My hard cock flopped free and clocked James in the nose.

James began to lovingly suck my cubcock, my knees began to give way, but James held me firmly. His warm mouth swallowed my meat deep into his throat. I groaned and growled loudly. "Oh James! Why are you 'spoiling' me like this, bud?" I had to ask with a perplexed look on my face. "Simple," James began, "it began back when we were at the Academy. I was very much attracted to you, but dared not say anything. Now, I am certain of my feelings for you, Cub." He paused, reached into his pocket, and produced a small black box. He opened it before me, a beautiful sterling silver band with 14 diamonds surrounding a big black onyx gem. James took a deep breath.

"Will you marry me, PowerCub and be my 'LittleBear' forever?" he asked, his eyes meeting mine. Tears welled up in my deep brown eyes, a smile crossed my face. "Yes James. I accept!" I answered. He slid the ring on my finger, stood back up, put his arms around my neck and kissed me passionately. Our mouths locked together once more, I broke the kiss long enough to say to James, "Now, it is MY turn to spoil you James, or more appropriately, 'BigBear'." I said with a big smile on my face. "BigBear," James repeated aloud, "I like it! By the way LittleBear, what is your real first name so I can call you by it?" I told him my name, "But when we're alone, you can just call me by either 'LittleBear' or 'Cub'." I finished, he agreed and we resumed making love.

I removed James' shirt, revealing his furry, powerful chest, his ¾" nipples, one of which had a loop through it, stood out, begging for my mouth and tongue. They would not have to wait long. I buried my face in my Bear's forest, licking all of his plush fur. I found his unpierced nip first and flicked my tongue on it repeatedly, James growled softly, caressing my head. Then I licked across to the pierced one. I tongued it first, then took the silver nip ring between my teeth and began tugging lightly on it, I must have been doing something right [grin]. Two things lead me to that conclusion; first, James let out a very loud, deep, sexy "GROWL" in my ear, second was just as obvious, his throbbing cock had fully inflated in the front of his pants. I tugged a bit harder on Bear's nip ring, he growled even louder at me. I ceased, sank to my knees before my Big Bear. He put his big booted left paw on my leg. I undid and removed it and the sock too. He switched paws and I repeated the process with the right boot and sock as well. I leaned down and began licking and kissing his big size 15 bearpaws, cleaning off all of the sweat from them, and inhaling the masculine scent from them. After finishing with his big sexy paws, I sat back up and looked up at my handsome man's face, then at his thick cock that was threatening to rip a hole in his jeans, if it didn't get free soon.

My hands traced the outline of it, reached up, and unbuttoned the top of his jeans, pulling the zipper down with my teeth. I peeled his pants, he was not wearing underwear (as I had hoped he wouldn't). His huge cock whacked me in the head as it was released from its denim trap. I took that massive bearmeat into my mouth easily and began to suck on it slowly. (Suck..Suck..Suck..Suck..Suck..Suck..Suck..Suck..Suck..Suck). Taking my time with it, allowing it to go deeper into my hungry mouth, until all 11 uncut inches were in my gullet and his bearnuts rested against my beard. James grunted as my expert throat worked his mammoth cock. I sucked it greedily, wanting him as badly as he wanted me. My eyes never left his as I swallowed him. James nodded his approval, then said to me, "Time to stake my claim in that ass, once and for all." WOOF!" I confirmed, "How do you want me, James?" I asked. "All fours first, then when I get ready to finish the job, I'll turn you on your back." He answered. "WOOF! WOOF!" I barked excitedly, dropping down to my all fours, my horny cub ass ready for mounting. James knelt behind me, lined up his thick ass-ripper with my hole and slid it into me. "UNHHHHH!" I grunted loudly as he guided his tool into my ready butt. "Yeah Cub. Take your Big Bear's megadong, bud!" he growled huskily in my ear. As he took control of my ass, his tongue licked my ear and nibbled my neck lightly. I moaned softly as my Bear took me to newer and greater levels of pleasure.

James pumped his meatstick in and out of my hot cubass, picking up speed and power gradually. We grunted in unison each time his cock would hit my prostate. "OH YEAH, BIG BEAR! FUCK ME BABE!" I howled. "OH HELL YEAH MY LITTLE BEARCUB! Gonna fuck you all night long! WOOF!" James growled in response. "WOOF! WOOF! WOOOOOOOOF!" I barked happily. James began to pump me even harder, enjoying the feeling of my warm cub butt enveloping his cock. I had a HUGE smile on my face, finally finding the Bear of my fondest dreams, and having him fuck me for hours on end. After drilling me in that position for a good 30 minutes, he rolled me onto my back, without removing his cock from my ass. My legs automatically went up in the air. James hooked my legs behind the knees, and began pounding me hard. Each powerful thrust sent waves and waves of ecstatical bliss through my body from the top of my head to the soles of my cubpaws.

"Oh James! BIG BEAR! WOOOOOOOOOOF!" I barked joyously as my Bear banged my cub butt for what seemed like forever (believe me, NEITHER of us would have minded!). "Oh my wonderful Cub! My Little Bearcub! I love you!" James sighed, leaning forward, making me support his weight. His mouth and mine locked tightly together; there was no denying that we loved each other deeply. He continued to pump me harder and harder. I could feel his prong swelling, his big bearballs slapping my buttcheeks. Finally, neither of us could hold back anymore.

"Oh Cub! I'm gonna cum!" James grunted, "So am I, babe!" I echoed. In one blissful moment, BigBear and I roared in unison, "CUMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMING!" His load exploded into me and mine blasted forth out onto our bodies, covering us both in thick white ropes of cub cream. His now semi-hard (but still 8" long) shaft remained inside me, as he lay down on top of me, covering me completely. Once again our mouths and tongues connected. "I love you, Cub!" James declared. I looked at the silver ring with diamonds and black onyx on my finger, looked back up at my sweetheart's face, "I love you too Big Bear! WOOF!" I said. "WOOF! My Cub" he answered. That had a wonderful sound to it, the way he referred to me as 'My Cub' brought an undeniable smile to my face.

"When do you want to make it official, James?" I asked. "How about next week, on your birthday?" he answered, smiling brightly. I smiled back and a tear slowly rolled down my face. He licked/kissed it off. We began making love again, our furry, sweaty bodies looking like one big 451-pound musclebear, limbs entwined. My legs wrapped around James' thickly muscled, hairy body, I never wanted to let him go. He responded the way I hoped he would. Faster than you could say 'WOOF', my Bear was thrusting in me with new energy.

His huge prober explored my depths in many different positions. Our passionate lovemaking would wear out most humans, but not James and I. The fire that burned in our hearts for each other could (and would) never be extinguished. He sat back on his big haunches, I impaled my hole on his huge shaft, wrapped my legs around his body and began riding it. UP, DOWN, UP, DOWN, UP, DOWN (etc). Then James wrapped his powerful, furry arms around my body in a delightful bearhug, and began pumping himself deeper into me. Man, I thought I had (or was going to) died and gone to Bear Heaven! James' megadong shredded my hungry butt more and more with each hard thrust into me.

Each of my down strokes from my butt, would be met with an equally hard, and sometimes harder, up thrust from my Big Bear's hips. My cubcock was being rubbed and sandwiched between our 2 hot sweaty, furry bodies. All of that friction caused me to lose control quicker than I had wanted to. "UNH! UNH! FUCK! I'M GONNA CUM AGAIN, BIG BEAR!" I howled. "Do it, Cub!" James encouraged, planting his wonderful mouth onto mine. "MMMMMMMM!" I moan-screamed into Bear's mouth as my load erupted from my cock like a huge white geyser. My hole clamped hard on his shaft with each spasm from my gushing cock, causing him to lose it too. "MMMMM! GONNA FILL YOU AGAIN, CUB!" he growled in my ear.

He sank his teeth into my neck, his cock into my hole and roared loudly as his Bear seed blasted into my receptive hole. This time we made sure our balls were totally drained, his spent cock popped out of my hole and we collapsed into a pair of happy, tired, and in love Bearmen, my BigBear and me His LittleBear.

The following week went by quickly, too quickly for most folks. Finally, the morning of my birthday and our wedding day too; nothing and no one could ruin what was about to be the happiest and best day of our lives. All of our mutual friends, along with our own friends showed up, about 200 people or so in total. We walked down the aisle arm in arm, looking very handsome, and very happy too. James and I wore matching suits, black pants, white shirt and tie, and suitcoat to complete the outfit. The only difference (outside of the obvious) was that on the left leg of his pants and on the back of his jacket was the word 'BEAR' in bright golden letters. My coat and the right leg of my pants had the word 'CUB" in silver letters.

The ceremony was perfect in every way. The Presiding Official, asked me first, "Do you [my name], take James Hodges to be your HusBear? To hold, cherish, love and respect and protect no matter what, from this day forward?" I looked directly into James' beautiful eyes and happily said "Yes. YES!" He then repeated the question to James, switching our names, and changing 'HusBear' to 'HusCub'. James looked into my brown eyes and replied "AbsoWOOFinglutely! Yes! Yes!" My eyes welled up with tears. We exchanged rings, his 24karat gold with his birthstone (Emerald) in the middle, mine the same as the one he proposed to me with. "By the power bestowed upon me, I hereby pronounce you, 'Bear and Cub'. Congratulations and WOOF! WOOF!" he said to us.

We honeymooned in Hawaii.

Postlog: James and I have been together 15 years now, as much in love now as back then!