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Arctic Fun
By Anonymous (address withheld)

***
 
When Bill asked me how would I like to make $10,000, I 
thought he had gone mad. (M/beast, MM)

***

"Nothing larcenous?" I asked. 

"Of course not! It's just this company needs some 
volunteers for six month studies. You know, how 
isolation affects people, interaction between the 
wildlife and humans, stuff like that..." 

Ten grand, eh? Why not. "It's a deal." 

"Fine, meet me at my place about 10 AM tomorrow. 
Bye..." 

What the hell, I thought, couldn't hurt to look into it 
any way. Little did I know... 

The next day, I met the representative, and he 
described it as "A scientific study into the... blah, 
blah, blah." Then it was, "Fill out These Forms... Sign 
here, and here, and here..." After what seemed like 
hours, he finally said, "All set. Here is your ticket, 
and your supply voucher. Good Luck." 

A month later I found myself sitting in a tower, 
staring out at a field of snow, wondering how in the 
world I ever let myself get talked into this mess. Oh, 
yeah. I almost forgot the best part. Under the Tower, 
slung between the four pylons that hold the platform 
up, is a cage. It's about four feet wide, and five feet 
high, with an access hatch. Once a day, I am supposed 
to go down, climb into the cage, and read the gauges. 
It's actually a balmy two degrees above zero in it. 

Of course, sitting in a hollow, it doesn't get much 
wind. There are five foot snow drifts piled up about 
one hundred yards away from the platform, keeping 
things pretty still. I am also supposed to record any 
sightings of animals, and note their behavior. Well, if 
I was out there, it would be shivering, and cursing, 
and trying my damndest to build a fire! 

Things were pretty quiet until the sixth day. I was in 
the cage, making sure everything worked, when a large 
animal came down one of the drifts, and walked over. It 
was a Polar Bear, and he was curious.  I quickly 
latched the opening, and sat down in the middle of the 
cage, out of reach. The Bear decided to bang on the 
top. Since there was a gap that ran around the cage, 
roughly waist high, I got a close-up view of the 
animal's crotch. I wonder... 

Since it was pressing it's mid-section against the 
cage, it was easy to feel around in the thick fur. Aha! 
A nice pair of balls... The bear gave a startled grunt, 
and tried to back away. Not so Fast, Guy! I had to dig 
frantically through the thick fur, but at last a warm 
ball-sack rested in my hand. 

I licked on the shiny, hairless surface, and the bear 
stopped trying to leave. He gave out another grunt, 
when I placed them in my mouth. His testicles swelled 
as I played with them. I held them against the roof of 
my mouth, and rolled first one, then the other. 
Something parted my hair, and tapped me on the head, 
demanding attention. 

I spat the steaming sack into my hand, and looked at 
the sex-organ that stood firmly in front of me. The 
shaft was a good seven inches, and dark red. The tip 
was bulbous, shaped like an unopened tulip. I licked 
it, finding the taste a little strong, but no worse 
than what I had been eating since I got here. 

The Polar Bear in the other paw, was ecstatic. He 
moaned, and clung to the cage. I took off one glove, 
and gently played with his still wet testicles, while I 
lapped at his "lollipop". The poor animal must have 
been in need, because I had no sooner started sucking 
in the bulbous tip, than his balls contracted in my 
hand, and Bear-cum poured into my mouth. 

I gulped each spurt down, rubbing the underside of his 
cock- head with my rough tongue, coaxing more semen 
out. The animal clung to the cage and shuddered, 
panting. When he was done, his cock disappeared back 
into the fur, and I shoved his balls back out the 
opening. The bear dropped back to all fours, and 
sniffed at me. I stood, and opened my fly, letting my 
cock out. 

Hmmm... I moved closer to the "hole" and the animal 
sniffed, then tried to lick on my dick.  I pushed my 
erection out a little ways, not enough for him to get a 
hold of, or bite, but enough to lap at. And Lap he did! 
All over my cock, up, down, across... I wondered if he 
had one tongue or 20. It didn't take long for my own 
orgasm to hit. My cock jumped, spewing cum. 

He sat down, and placed both paws on the sill, catching 
what his rapidly-moving tongue didn't. When I finished, 
I let him clean my dick off, then stuffed it back into 
my pants. He licked on his paws until I wasn't sure 
there was going to be anything left of them. Then He 
grunted, and waddled off up the embankment. Making sure 
there weren't any others, I jotted down the info, and 
got out of there. I made a few notes in my diary, and 
wished I had a camera. For about 2 months, me and a 
bear (It was hard to tell if it was the same one or 
not), would repeat the process.

I would suck on his cock, he would lap on mine.  One 
day I was idly masturbating a thick length of maleness, 
and had an idea. My face was kept warm in the fur, when 
I sucked on him, how about my butt? I stood up, and 
dropped my pants. The animal peered down at me 
curiously, but didn't move away. I rubbed his spit-
slick cock with my ass, and grabbing my knees, pushed 
back at him. He snorted loudly, when the tip slid into 
me. 

I slowly pushed back, until I was pressed against the 
cage. It was somewhat warm, and the fur tickled. The 
bear-cock was deep in me, and I wiggled my buttocks, 
enjoying the feeling. Then the sneaky bastard grabbed 
the cage and plowed four more inches into my ass, 
making me yelp. Where the hell had he hidden it?! 

The bear fucked me with smooth strokes, slamming his 
thighs against the cage, making sure every inch was 
buried in my anus. He grunted, holding it in place for 
a moment, then slid out again. The monster buggered me 
for a good five minutes like that. Then he roared, his 
cock flexing inside of me, while warm cum splashed deep 
in my guts. 

I came about the same time, and my anus squeezing on 
the intruder. I was just glad that he was sagging on 
the steel cage, and not on me. He lay there, panting 
for a few minutes. Then with a groan, slid out, and 
wandered up the slope. I finished my work, and went 
back up into my platform. Now, I alternated. One time I 
sucked them off, another time they buggered me. I 
didn't even latch the hatch any more, and that almost 
proved to be my un-doing... 

I was intent on the thermometer (it was actually Ten 
degrees above zero!), and didn't hear the animal. How 
can anything so big, move so quietly? The first thing I 
know, I was being pulled out and up, much like a fish 
at an ice-hole. The Polar Bear sniffed me up and down, 
then tossed me right into another bear! 

I ended up in a heap, lying on top of the animal, with 
a mouthful of bear-cock. Well, it was more like sheath, 
but after a few seconds, a dick jack-knifed down my 
throat, followed by a rumble from its owner.  The 
larger of the two bears, came over and sniffed my coat, 
moved down to my ankles, and back up. The nose stopped 
at my buttocks. 

He had either screwed me before, or somebody had 
trained him. He opened my pants, and pulled them down 
to my knees, like he had done it a hundred times. Then 
he grabbed my hips and pulled me up, and onto his 
erection. His big cock sank down to the roots, while I 
groaned around another fleshy pole. The other Polar 
Bear was busy lapping on my now exposed organ. That is 
until a drop of seminal fluid dripped onto his tongue. 

Then a pair of warm, rubbery lips clamped around my 
dick, and sucked it down into a hungry muzzle. So while 
a thick cock pistoned in-and-out of my ass, another 
rubbed the back of my throat. At least the monster 
humping me had both fore-paws on the ground. The one 
who was nursing like a famished cub, had both paws 
locked on my thighs, holding me in place. The bruin 
above me grunted, the one between my legs slurped, and 
I concentrated on trying to breathe, push back against 
one animal, and shove towards another. 

The Polar Bear above me suddenly grunted deeply, and 
slamming forward, blew his wad deep in me. I felt warm 
ejaculate hitting my intestinal walls... And the second 
animal came with just as much force. It wasn't so much 
swallow as keep my throat open, and let the river of 
spunk flow down into my belly. 

I felt my orgasm wash over me, and my ass squeezed 
hungrily at the bear-cock, still being pistoned through 
it, while my cock was filling a muzzle full of semen. 
No sooner had they taken a few breaths, than they 
started again. The Big animal above me pistoned his 
nine-inch dick into me again, and the other animal slid 
his seven-inch sausage along my tongue, and teased my 
cock back into hardness with rapid licks along the 
sensitive head. 

So, we did it again, and the fireworks were just as 
grand, the second time around. And the third time... On 
the fourth explosion the whole sex-machine fell on its 
side, still locked together. 

Finally the bears pulled their shrinking cock out of 
me, and one licked my buttocks, while the other slapped 
a wet tongue across my testicle sack, in a bearish 
kiss. I pulled myself together, and my pants up, and 
made my way back into the cage. I just had enough 
strength to write down the numbers, lock the hatch, and 
crawl into the "Dumb-Waiter" that served as an 
elevator. I had used to carry my supplies into the 
platform, and I felt like a sack of potatoes... Well 
Mashed. It took me three days to recover from that 
orgy, and even though I still had sex with the bears, 
it was one-at-a-time! 

After about five months had gone by, I had a visit. An 
Eskimo, with a team of six sled-dogs. It was getting 
close to the "Night", when the temperature really 
dropped, that he came by. It was plain both the man and 
the dogs were beat. I told him he could stay the night. 
In halting English, he asked if the dogs could come up 
too. Of course, I said "Yes."

It dipped down to -40 at the coldest times. Besides, 
they were all male! It took all of two hours to unload 
his sled, feed the dogs, and get everybody up via the 
dumbwaiter. He grinned, "Warm Here."

It was warmer than the outside, and he looked hot. I 
told him to undress, if he wished. He did so, in a 
hurry. His skin was the color of copper, and he sat 
cross-legged on the floor. One of the dogs came over 
and sniffed between his legs. Then it lapped on his 
cock. He grinned, and talked as if nothing out of the 
ordinary was happening. "Mook Thank Man." 

I started getting warm myself, so I got nude, and sat 
down on the floor, also cross-legged. Another dog came 
over and lapped at my erection. It was a Husky, with 
one pale blue eye. When his cock was rock-hard, Mook 
grinned at me, and grabbed the hound that had been 
licking on him. It whined, then yelped, as Mook shoved 
his saliva-covered erection under the animal's tail. It 
disappeared, and the man got down on all fours, still 
holding the dog with one hand.  Then another dog jumped 
up onto his back, and started buggering him, while he 
screwed the first one. I did the same with the husky. 

He moaned, as my cock sank into his tight anus. I too 
went onto hands-and-knees, and a more-wolf-than-dog 
pumped 7-inches of canine meat into me. I fucked the 
dog hard, and fast, and he loved it. The wolf/dog on 
top of me licked my back, and growled lustfully in my 
ear.  

The other's stood, waiting their turn, eyes bright, 
tongues hanging down, tails wagging. The husky snarled, 
and slid his tongue across my fore-arm, hips thrusting 
eagerly into my crotch, as did Mook's animal.  He 
grinned at me. "Dog Fuck Good!" I wasn't sure if he was 
talking about the one humping its brains out, or the 
one who was panting like an over-worked steam engine 
above him. I grinned back and nodded.  

About that time, all four dogs threw back their heads 
and howled, and the Eskimo snarled. Cum spurted into my 
ass, setting off my own orgasm. The animals waited 
until I was through, then both slid free, and moved off 
to one side. With a bark, another animal jumped onto my 
back, his doggy-cock pumping into me. Another of the 
sled dogs padded over to me, and turning, slid himself 
under me. His tail lifted as he backed up, yelping when 
my dick pressed, then entered his neither end.  He 
shook his head, and moaned softly, eager to have his 
ass reamed. 

Mook too, had new partners. 

The animal on top of me slammed in to the hilt, as I 
rubbed his furry belly with my buttocks, also pulling 
out of the tight anus of the canine under me. He 
grunted, and shoved up, taking me to the balls, while 
the one above smoothly pulled out. Unhhh! Cocks 
squirted, and were squeezed by ass muscles, to be 
replaced by fresh animals. Not until all of the dogs 
had both fucked us, and been buggered, did we bed down 
for the night. 

I took a shower, Mook used a cloth to clean-up with. I 
lay down, and felt a warm tongue on my chest. The husky 
I had first mated with lay down beside me, and nuzzled 
my cock. Then he snorted, and turned around, pressing 
his back against my stomach. I threw an arm around him, 
and went to sleep. The next morning, I awoke to a 
lapping tongue. 

I had an erection, and the dog was really going to work 
on it. I pulled his sheath back, and took his cock into 
my mouth. He growled, continuing to lap at my dick. I 
sucked hard, hungry for his semen. My tongue slid 
across his cock-head, and he did the same to me. Then I 
had an idea. I got up and flipped the dog onto his 
back. He stared up at me, curious, but trusting. I 
lifted his haunches, and as he sighed, I impaled his 
ass. Lifting him up, I bent over, and again sucked his 
cock into my mouth. 

He yelped, squirming under me, trying to hump my mouth, 
trying to get more of my dick under his tail. Mook 
watched me, smiling. He was also fucking one of his 
canines. The husky howled, his balls lurched under my 
chin, and cum spilled into my mouth. I gulped it 
greedily, wanting more. When His balls were drained, I 
stretched out, and savagely buggered the dog, who 
whined, and whimpered, and yelped. He also lapped my 
arms, my face, my nipples, anything his tongue could 
reach.  

Grinding his ass into the floor, I blew my wad deep 
into the dog, as he howled, cumming again. I got up, 
thanked Mook for the use of his dogs, and he thanked me 
for the use of my roof. After breakfast, we got 
everybody back on the ground, re-packed the sled, and 
got the team hitched. Then he left, promising to return 
in a few months. I got my readings, and went back up to 
clean out the place. The rest of the time was un-
eventful. But, I was still sad when my replacement 
showed up. 

Back to civilization... 

I had to suppress a chuckle, as I read the local paper 
while waiting for the plane. "Local scientists were 
baffled by a rash of "Rapes". It seems that Polar Bears 
were mating with any human male they could catch. 
Details were sketchy, but one person, who declined to 
be named, had an encounter with the love-struck 
bruins." I had to hold my sides.  'Love Struck?' More 
like... Never mind. 

It continued... 

"Yeah, I got ****** by wunna dose ******* ********!" I 
was walking back from the Busted Antler, when I heard 
this ******* noise. It was a huge White-Coat, and the 
****** ****** was a-follerin me! Let me tell you, I 
high-tailed it fer the cabin... ****, I didn't make it 
five feet, till he was on me. I was sure I was a gonner 
when he pulled me down.  But, that horny ******* had 
other plans, let me tell ya! 

"He ripped up my Jeans, and unders like they was 
nuthin! I started to yell, but decided to clam up, when 
I felt his big **** shove inta my ***. Dinna want ta 
give him any other ideas! The sunofa***** ****** me fer 
a good five minutes, pant'n in muh ear while the muthuh 
wasa doin' it! Hurt?  **** no! 

"I've stuck my bare *** out inta the cold more damn 
times than I can rememba! What I wanna know is... Who's 
gonna pay fer my Long-Johns!!!" 

I quietly folded the paper, and sighed. I was going to 
miss those huge cocks sliding into my mouth, slithering 
up my ass. And of course Mook, and all those Horny 
dogs.

I walked up to the phones, and dialed the number on the 
card I had carried for the past 7 months. "Hello... Mr. 
Gordon please. Yes, Mr.  Gordon. This is John 
Maxwell... Fine. I was wondering if I could sign up for 
another tour... Well, let's just say I'm crazy... 
Where?  T-A-M-A-N. Never heard of it... Large 
population of Brown Bears, eh?  Is it warm? Ha, Ha... 
Sounds Fine. See you in four days. Bye." 

I grinned quietly, changing my reservation. Well, I 
wonder how horny Brown Bears are? Seems I would have a 
whole new batch of pupils to teach. I stretched. Maybe 
I would retire after this... I wonder how hard it is to 
get on the fire-watch in one of the bigger parks? 

Just let one of those bears come around my tower; I 
would make sure he got a surprise he would not soon 
forget! 

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.

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