Once upon a time, a young man was lost in the forest. This young man, known as Goldilocks due to the radiant, shining locks of pale hair that fell in waves about his shoulders, had been trying to take a shortcut through the forest when he lost his way. The more he wandered, the more uncertain he became of where he was, and the darker the forest grew as the day drew from afternoon towards evening.
Frightened and unsure what to do, Goldilocks pressed on and suddenly stumbled into a clearing with a small cottage. Blessing his good fortune, Goldilocks marched up to the door and rapped on it sharply, hoping that its owner might help guide him out of the deep woods, or at least tell him where he was. But there was no response to his knocking.
Curious, and unwilling to venture back out into the wilds with the night coming on soon, Goldilocks tried the doorknob and found the residence unlocked. Cautiously, he let himself into the strange home.
When Goldilocks entered the house, he saw clearly that it was arranged to house three individuals living together. There were three large beds in the bedroom, three chairs around the table, and three bowls of steaming porridge waiting fresh in the kitchen.
'Well,' thought Goldilocks, sitting down at the table, 'perhaps the owners of this house are kind, and wouldn't mind sharing their meal with a desperate, starving young man.' So justifying his actions to himself, he helped himself to the waiting food.
The first bowl he tried was still too hot, and he burned his tongue a little as he tried to eat it. The second bowl was a little too thick and gloopy, and he wrinkled his nose up at the texture. But the third bowl was just perfect, and so he scarfed it down completely, filling his growling stomach.
His hunger thus sated, Goldilocks felt the exhaustion of his wandering beginning to catch up with him. He yawned, and made his way to the bedroom, intending only to lie down and close his eyes for a moment. The first bed he tried to sleep on was too firm, and the second one too soft. The third, however, was heavenly as it cradled his tired limbs, and so he drifted swiftly off to sleep.
While he lay dreaming, the residents of the house returned home from the forest, where they had gone on a short walk while waiting for their porridge to cool. The house that Goldilocks had trespassed into was owned by three rough and grouchy bears. Although all three bears were adult males—brothers, in fact—the other denizens of the forest knew them as Papa Bear, Mama Bear, and Baby Bear, named for their respective sizes. Papa Bear was the largest, his fur thick and body thicker, Mama Bear slightly leaner and tougher, and Baby Bear the smallest, short and round and petite in comparison to the other two enormous, hulking creatures.
The bears were astonished to find upon their return that someone had apparently broken into their house and eaten their food!
“What’s this?” said Papa Bear. “It seems someone has been eating from my porridge.”
“Mine too,” said Mama Bear. “I can see that they have taken a bite.”
“Look at mine!” said Baby Bear. “It seems someone has eaten it all up!”
Angry that their home had been thus violated, the three bears looked around and eventually came upon their bedroom, finding all the blankets in disarray.
“Someone has been sleeping in my bed!” said Papa Bear.
“Someone has been sleeping in my bed!” cried Mama Bear.
“Someone has been sleeping in my bed,” Baby Bear informed them, “and it looks like he’s still here! I have found our culprit!”
The three bears gathered around the sleeping Goldilocks, scowling down at the curled-up figure. “Well now,” said Papa Bear, “what should we do about such an intruder?”
“I believe one violation deserves another,” said Mama Bear.
“I’m hungry!” protested Baby Bear, who had not gotten to eat any of his porridge.
At this, Goldilocks suddenly awoke, blinking up at the three bears surrounding them. After a moment, his expression changed to one of blind terror. “Oh no!” he protested. “Please, I didn’t mean any harm! Please don’t eat me!”
“On the contrary,” said Papa Bear with a grin, “quite the opposite.”
He grabbed Goldilocks by his pretty golden hair and dragged him to the edge of the bed. From his position, Goldilocks was able to see that all three bears were highly aroused from looking at him and contemplating his punishment. With a wail of fear, he struggled to escape, but he was no match for the strength of the bears as Papa Bear forced Goldilocks’s mouth down onto the spear of his cock.
Papa Bear’s cock was much too wide to comfortably fit in Goldilocks’s mouth, and its girth stretched the poor boy’s jaw near to breaking, locking it open. He could do nothing but sit still and endure it as Papa Bear began to fuck his face. Drool barely managed to trickle out the side of his mouth from the fullness of it, his lips stretched as far as they could possibly go.
Papa Bear thrust in and out of Goldilocks’s mouth for several long minutes, forcing Goldilocks’s jaw wide open, until he finally felt sated. At the very end, just before his climax, he yanked his thick cock back out of Goldilocks’s mouth and rubbed it a few times until he came all over Goldilocks’s face, splattering it with a healthy coating of his semen. While he laughed heartily at Goldilocks’s sputtering and scrunched-closed eyes, Mama Bear came forward and inserted his own cock in the soft orifice that Papa Bear had left behind.
Mama Bear’s cock was much too long for Goldilocks to handle. As the second bear phallus slid into him, Goldilocks choked on it, unable to breath as the flesh filled him and slid deep down into his throat. His cock felt impossibly like it kept going and going; by the time he had fully embedded it in Goldilocks’s mouth, the boy imagined he could feel it reaching practically down to his stomach.
Mama Bear fucked his face just as Papa Bear had, driving his cock deeply over and over into the young man while the other two bears held the boy in place. Mama Bear took hold of Goldilocks’s cum-stained hair to hold his head still as he thrust again and again down the young man’s throat.
Finally, Mama Bear came as well. Unlike Papa Bear, he kept his cock embedded within Goldilocks as he came, forcing him to swallow the waves of semen that flooded out of his satisfied member, pouring them directly down the boy’s gullet.
Satisfied, Mama Bear slowly drew the enormous length of his cock back up out of the boy’s throat until he was coughing and seeing stars.
Before he could recover, Baby Bear came forward to take his turn. Goldilocks could not even get enough breath to protest before the youngest bear’s cock was taking the place of his older siblings’, sliding between his lips.
Baby Bear’s cock was just right, the perfect size to fit Goldilocks’s mouth, as though it had been made just for Goldilocks to suck on it. Tears nevertheless pricked his eyes as he was entered; his jaw was still sore from Papa Bear’s girth and his throat still raw from Mama Bear’s length. He could make no protest but a pained groan as Baby Bear began to take up the familiar thrusting rhythm in violation of his mouth.
But this was not the only violation the bears had planned. As Baby Bear resumed fucking Goldilocks’s face, Papa Bear moved around behind the young man and pulled down his trousers and underclothes to expose his bare bottom.
“What a cute little hole he has!” he exclaimed. “This seems an appropriate payment for breaking into our home. Let us punish him here as well!”
So saying, Papa Bear took his enormously thick cock, still wet with Goldilocks’s spit, and began unceremoniously to shove it up the boy’s backside.
Goldilocks tried to scream, but the sound was muffled around Baby Bear’s member, which still kept his mouth neatly plugged. He did his best to struggle, but there was little he could do as the thick meat was stuffed into him, widening his hole past the point of madness.
It was difficult to get the massive girth to fit inside the tiny, virginal hole, but Papa Bear was determined. He pushed and he pushed until finally his monstrous phallus finally began to sink inside, cleaving the boy’s passage wide open.
With a satisfied grunt, Papa Bear finished seating himself inside and began to thrust. His movements were short and shallow and much too hard. They scooted him forward on the bed with each thrust, forcing his face into Baby Bear’s crotch. Goldilocks again tried to cry out in protest.
Papa Bear continued his painfully brutal thrusts, short and sharp and fast, slamming into the boy with all the force his gargantuan furry frame could manage. Goldilocks’s hole was instantly red and sore, his cheeks glowing from the force of the slaps where Papa Bear’s hips smacked into his flesh. Goldilocks could do nothing but gulp down his sobs around Baby Bear’s cock and try to hold on.
When Papa Bear was finished, he buried himself as deep as he could go in Goldilocks’s rear and came, emptying his seed deep inside with a satisfied grunt. As the last spasms trailed off inside the boy, he gave the youth’s exposed rump a hearty slap, finally pulling out and leaving the boy’s hole gaping and distended.
The hole was almost immediately filled once again, this time by Mama Bear. As before, his long cock took much longer to seat inside of Goldilocks than Papa Bear’s had, even despite how fucked-open his ass had become. The sheer length of it simply required a great deal of time and effort as inch by inch was slowly gobbled up by Goldilocks’s unwilling body, just as he'd gobbled up the bears' porridge.
Goldilocks groaned, low and pained, as the bear’s cock penetrated him deeper and deeper, traveling so much further than Papa Bear’s had. Then, when he was finally seated, Mama Bear began his own thrusts.
Unlike Papa Bear’s short and harsh thrusts, Mama Bear’s were slow and languid. He drew the enormous length of his cock almost entirely back out of Goldilocks’s ass on each repetition, leaving only the head still inside his passage. Then he would slowly push back in, forcing the boy’s insides to once more part around him, splitting him open again and again.
It made Goldilocks incredibly sore very quickly. The fact that his rectal muscles had a chance to relax each time before they were once again violated only made it worse; each thrust was like being penetrated again for the first time. He felt as though he would go mad from being repeatedly cleaved open in such a way.
Mama Bear fucked him almost twice as long as Papa Bear had, his slow thrusting doing a great job of keeping him under control and able to maintain his stamina. Goldilocks’s entire lower half felt like it was going numb by the time Mama Bear finally sheathed his entire massive length inside Goldilocks and began to come.
Mama Bear cheerfully added a second helping of semen to the load already deposited inside Goldilocks’s rear, keeping himself fully seated inside the boy until his balls finally ceased twitching. With a pleased sigh, he finally withdrew, as long and as arduously as he had entered.
Finally, seeing his older siblings were satiated, Baby Bear pulled his cock out of Goldilocks’s sore and exhausted mouth and turned him around on the bed. Moments later, he was forcing himself up the boy’s equally sore and exhausted ass. He still had not come, but he showed no sign of fatigue as he began to thrust into the youth with renewed vigor.
His mouth now free for the first time since waking, Goldilocks cried out in protest. “No please!” he begged. “I am sorry, I didn’t know it was your house! Please, please, have mercy!”
Unlike the other two bears, Baby Bear’s thrusts were just right, hitting him deep and hard but without overwhelming him. Nevertheless, Goldilocks’s ass was raw and tired from the previous two fuckings, and each movement was painful as it hit home, filling him perfectly with flesh. Once again the exact fit made it seem as though Goldilocks’s body was simply made for fucking.
“Now now,” said Papa Bear, “Baby Bear deserves to satisfy himself the most out of any of us! After all, it was his porridge that you ate up and his bed you were sleeping in!”
“Indeed,” said Mama Bear, “and so it’s his cock you must pleasure, I’m afraid.”
“And—ahhn—will you let me go once he is—ohhh—finished?” Goldilocks begged, his pleas rhythmically interrupted as he was taken from behind. “Please, surely you must need to sleep as well! I must get home!” Even if he had to try to find his way home in the dark, it was surely better than this torture.
But once again the bears only laughed. “Ah, of course we shall sleep,” said Papa Bear.
“But you must not have heard of our little brother,” teased Mama Bear.
“I have the widest cock in all the forest,” bragged Papa Bear.
“And I have the longest,” bragged Mama Bear.
“And Baby Bear is known far and wide for having the most stamina,” they said together gleefully.
“He will certainly be fucking you all night,” Mama Bear assured him.
“At least!” Papa Bear chimed in. “We should have plenty of time after we wake up to use your mouth another couple times each before he’s finished.”
“Oh, indeed,” Mama Bear agreed. “That’s why we had to have your ass first, you see. Otherwise, we’d be waiting forever! It’s lucky for us you have two holes! Now, enjoy your night; we’ll be sure to come see you again in the morning.”
Papa Bear grinned. “I think you mean, ‘we’ll be sure to come in you again in the morning!’” He chuckled at his own joke as the two older bears departed to prepare themselves for bed, leaving the youngest behind and leaving Goldilocks to his fate.
Goldilocks wept as Baby Bear continued to fuck his ass just right all night long.