Bennie and the Bears: A Cub in the Dark

By Jack Brighton

Another weekend has arrived, which means another adventure for Bennie Baxter with his two fabulous grizzly bears. Having experienced the joys of bondage and the darker side to Dr. Jim Calder, Bennie finds himself in bondage again but on this occasion he is blindfolded for much of the time as he is given a flavour of ‘In the Dark’. There is also a twist in store for the nineteen year old rugby player when he learns that there will be extra company in the form of another cub!
It proves to be a very eventful day for Bennie. The opening match of the rugby season sees Aberdeen take on Stirling at home. It’s Bennie’s first appearance for the university team, and the first time the bears watch him play, although he is unaware of their presence. He’s very aware of an opponent, though – a stunning hunk from Stirling who gets up to all sorts of mischief both on and off the field, especially afterwards in the communal showers where he gets young Bennie in a right old tizzy.
Jim Calder is up to his tricks again. After the match, Bennie finds him alone when he arrives at the house, and trust is seriously put to the test in the kitchen. Bennie has his muddy rugby kit in his bag having been told to bring it along. He puts it back on because a punishment is in order as the cub has been a naughty boy while wearing it earlier. Then it’s up to the bedroom for some blindfolded bondage and some serious mind games in the dark. Scott McKay arrives with another cub who Bennie doesn’t get to see. He has no idea who it is, but Bennie perceives this lad as an unwelcome rival and a threat to his relationship with the bears as only one of them will be allowed to stay the night, while the other will have to leave after a couple of hours and perhaps never return.
It’s a rollercoaster ride of mixed up emotions that accompanies the brilliant sex that ensues. Physically Bennie relishes the challenge, but how will he mentally cope in the dark with all the mind games that the bears are playing?

• Language: English
• Publisher: Firm Hand Books
• Release date: May 11, 2014
• ISBN: 9781310249402

Jack Brighton

Jack Brighton is a British author who specialises in M/M erotica - most of which, but by no means all, falls into the category of BDSM - a way of life that he has rich experience of. There are romantic overtones in some of his work, but you tend to get what it says on the label. All the books fall under the banner 'Flaming Hot Gay BDSM' or 'Flaming Hot Gay Erotica', so don't expect anything else. But do expect them to be flaming hot, with plenty of storyline and character development. A dry sense of humour also features, and a very vivid imagination. He is best known for his 'Tales from The Wild Side' series, where that imagination runs riot.Jack was brought up in a mining community in the west of Scotland, took his degree at Stirling, did a year's post- graduate in Edinburgh, then moved south to London, where he taught for a few years before moving into the finance sector, based in The City. Many of his stories draw on this background - as a gay man trying to find himself in what was more often than not a hostile environment.Having given up the rat race, Jack became a full time writer in 2010. He now lives in Brighton with his long term partner.Jack has also written mainstream fiction under the pen name J. K. Brighton.

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Bennie and the Bears

Book three – A Cub in the Dark

(Flaming Hot Gay BDSM)

By Jack Brighton

Copyright Tom Farrell aka Jack Brighton, 2014

Published by Firm Hand Books at Smashwords

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Table of Contents

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Jack Brighton’s Flaming Hot Gay BDSM Collection

Tales from The Wild Side Extract – Welcome to The Wild Side

HisNemesis Trilogy Extract – His Nemesis

The Beauville TrilogyExtract – The Pilot’s Surrender

OtherBDSM Books Extract – Snapped into Submission

Jack Brighton’s Flaming Hot Gay Erotica Collection

Erotica Books Extract –Preparing the Way

About the Author

Chapter 1

Oh God! howled Scott McKay, as he threw his legs wide apart and wrapped his arms around the man who had just mounted him - a sweaty mass of hairy brawn who was blessed with a obscenely fat nine-and-a-half inch cock that was now fully wedged inside his body. Scott swayed his ass and writhed for a moment, thrilled to the high heavens to be so wonderfully filled. He gazed at the black eyes that were staring back at him and an easy smile broke onto his face. Fuck that feels good! Scott told the man. You’re in me so deep, stretching me so wide! Now take it away you big animal and ride me ragged till you blow your balls.

The man in question, a certain Jim Calder, would be happy to oblige, but only in his own good time. They had been at it for a while, but Jim wasn’t in any rush to finish the job, especially now that they were back in the missionary position. Some might think it boring, but when he was screwing Scott, Jim preferred it face to face, at least for part of the time. It made it more personal, seeing the expression, sharing the desire, looking into the eyes of the man you were inside. And Jim loved being inside Scott. There was nobody else he would sooner ride. Even now, after more than ten years of living together as a couple, he could happily fuck his boyfriend for hours on end and never tire of their sex.

And that’s what they’d being doing on this Friday evening at the outset of November in the Granite City of Aberdeen - fucking for hours in a whole variety of positions, with a mutual climax already in the bag, coming together under a cascade of water in the en-suite shower. It had been a similar story every day this week - the pair of them shagging like rabbits, never quite able to get enough of each other no matter how hard they tried. It was as if they’d gone back to the early days when they’d just hooked up in their native city of Glasgow - Scott only eighteen, Jim six years his senior, both as randy as sin. And it wasn’t just the impressive amount of sex they were currently having that echoed of a decade ago - roles were once again firmly established, the right balance reset having gone out of kilter for far too long. That meant Jim’s ass, which Scott had occasionally shagged in the past, was totally off limits. Whereas Scott’s peachy rump was Jim’s whenever he wanted it. No questions asked - no silly protestations. If Jim fancied a fuck then Scott would oblige by spreading his cheeks and putting out for his boyfriend, showing plenty of enthusiasm, which was easy enough as he was always ravenous for the big stud’s meat.

With this happy backdrop, Jim returned Scott’s smile with a forced harsh glare. I’ll take it away when I’m good and ready, not when you tell me to, he informed his boyfriend. Then to underline his status as the man in change, instead of riding him ragged as Scott had requested, he treated them both to some gentler stuff, sliding his huge dick luxuriously in and out of Scott’s accommodating ass.

The smile on Scott’s face broadened ever wider. And that made Jim Calder incredibly happy: to know that he could do this for him and give his boyfriend so much pleasure; that Scott was totally his again, submitting to Jim’s will like never before. Breaking away from his grip to tower upright above him, Jim slowly fucked the groaning young man as his eyes roamed south. Jim liked what he saw - Scott had such a fabulous chest, hairy like his own, but with the dark brown fur neatly trimmed to show off the impressive set of muscles he’d earned through years of hard work in the gym. There was a silver stud in his pierced left nipple, there to be played with, pulled and twisted; while the right stud had been removed so as not to interfere with the vicious chewing Jim had given the bud during the course of their sex. Moving further down, Jim had to admire the rock hard stomach where a more modest coat of hair covered the six-pack. And towering over it was his boyfriend’s cock - eight and a half inches of solid masculinity that Jim knew from a whole variety of experiences that Scott could use for more than just pissing.

Now there was something that seriously turned Jim on! Not because Scott had fucked him in the past - that had literally been a pain in the ass. But he liked it that Scott screwed other men, always with Jim present of course, sharing the bloke, using him together, taking turns at riding his ass. And he screwed really well, or at least that appeared to be the case from the appreciative howls the bottoms usually gave when Scott was ploughing them. He was a hell of a man, with a hell of a fine body... and that included a hell of a good arse.

Forcing himself to do the deed, Jim pulled his cock out and curled Scott further up until that ‘hell of a good arse’ was pointing at the ceiling. He took a moment to admire it. Beautiful it was, at least to Jim’s discerning eyes. Spectacular full buns covered in a light fuzzy down, spread really wide to open up the deep crack. And there in the centre was the mauve coloured pucker surrounded by a tuft of hair, the ring gaping open, unable to close having been stretched so wide with all the fucking Jim had done.

Absolutely beautiful... and so tasty as well!

Hungry for another portion of his favourite dish, Jim buried his face in the glistening crack and slithered his tongue into the hole to lash at Scott’s well buggered guts. To moans of reamed ecstasy he tasted the honeyed sweetness that was so individual, mingling with his own tangy flavour - the remnants of his last ejaculation that Jim had slurped out and orally fed to his partner, a piece of filth that they’d both very much enjoyed.

A couple of minutes of deep rimming ensued then Jim went back up him with his insatiable cock. Now would he ride the bugger ragged - doing it on his terms, which would make it all the better for them both. A few lusty pumps then Jim set off, hammering with his meat the way he knew Scott liked it, fucking his boyfriend incredibly hard, towering over him, making darn well sure he knew who was in charge.

Scott knew! By God he knew. He’d fought it for a while, but now he’d surrendered. And that felt so right. He was at peace with himself having stopped the pretence that he could be a rival for Jim as a dominant sexual force. There was a new harmony to life having accepted this. And as for their sex, well that was sensational. This was more than sensational; it was out of this world - Jim banging away at him hell for leather, plundering Scott’s guts with his monster of a cock.

Scott groaned in buggered bliss as he took the heavy pounding - a penile bombardment from a master of the art. He loved getting screwed like this - totally surrendering to the big animal that he worshipped. Yet occasionally he’d spurned it, and had even separated from Jim at one point to explore his own dominant sexual side. Versatile by nature, for years Scott had sought a more balanced relationship, coercing Jim under the threat of leaving him again, to play the passive role and take the occasional ride. And Jim had done it! Grudgingly, with no enthusiasm whatsoever, but he had put out for Scott - Christmas and his birthday being the minimum annual quota. He’d done it out of love and fear of losing his boyfriend again. But as a consequence, the fire in their relationship had been diminished. It was still good - the sex had been excellent in fact. But somehow Scott had made Jim less of a man by forcing something that was alien upon him - forcing him to bottom when he was a certified top.

Well that was now sorted! By God it was! In the most spectacular fashion Jim had reasserted his position as the Alpha male of the couple. Scott could still top, and would be doing so this weekend, but only because there would be another man involved.

Bennie!

A weekend with Bennie had changed their lives - and changed it for the better as far as Scott was concerned. The lad was amazing - a nineteen-year-old student who had answered an ad Scott had placed on the internet...

Two grizzly bears looking for a discreet but adventurous cub to play with!

Bennie fitted the bill perfectly, needing to stay in the closet due to his homophobic mother. He was also a rugby player and had a body for the sport - a six foot hunk of hard-packed brawn with a fabulous arse that was a dream to be inside. He wasn’t the first lad they’d shared by any means, but for some reason or other, Bennie had brought out Jim’s dominant side in a massive way, the man asserting control right from the start, and orchestrating the most amazing three-way sex. In total awe of Jim, Bennie had happily yielded to him, doing whatever the big brute demanded. And as the weekend progressed with the stakes being raised, Scott succumbed as well. Not to the same extent, but he ceded to his boyfriend and rejoiced in the submission. That had carried over to their private time. Nothing needed to be said, they just knew that the balance had been properly reset and that Jim was back in charge, wonderfully dominant like he was right now...

Oh God! Yes! Scott cried as he was mightily shafted, Jim’s cock powering into him like a hyperactive piston. Mad for the man and the great sex they were having, Scott reached up to throw his arms around Jim’s back, bringing him closer, clinging to the big brute as his arse got drilled. Wanting him all, yearning for every part of him, he wrapped his legs around Jim’s waist, holding him close but not restricting his thrusts.

Wanting Scott just as much, Jim mashed the man’s face as he pounded away, kissing his boyfriend with a ravenous passion. Tongues fenced as saliva mixed, hands pawed at each other’s body, balls slapped repeatedly against a fine ass, and a cock took its pleasure of tightly strung guts that were screeching in sodomised ecstasy.

Scott moaned deeply as Jim finally pulled his lips away. He gazed at the strain that was etched on the man’s face, caused by raw passion, snarling lust, and the most magnificent exertion from this top class stud. There was sweat on his forehead that was forming drops. One ran down Jim’s nose and fell from the end. Scott captured it with his tongue and tasted another aspect of his boyfriend - tasted the man who was fucking him so well. Wanting more of him, wanting to worship this rutting machine, Scott forced his face upwards and lapped hungrily at Jim’s moist furry chest - a magnificent pelt of untamed black hair that made him the prize of all grizzly bears.

Liking the display of adoration, Jim cupped the back of Scott’s mop of tousled hair and held him there, smothering his boyfriend as he rode him like crazy. Fuck yes! he roared as he