Look at that young bear coming down the street! Damn.Maybe late thirties. Shaved stubble hair on a perfectly shaped head. Beard and mustache stubble-trimmed around soft red lips. His expression is tuff-ass: scrunched eyebrows, blue eyes lookin’ around like challenges. His neck is thick and his shoulders have that slope that really gets my dick jumpin’. He has curvy muscled arms and fuck, look at his fuckin’ chest! Damn.
He’s perfect.
Fuckin’ look at him! His jeans are not too tight, but not too loose. His bulge is juuust right. His beefy hand rests unconsciously on his little pot belly as he walks along. His strut - fuck yeah, it’s a strut all right - his fuckin’ cocky bobbin’ strut exudes a confident manliness that makes my dick twitch in my pants and if I get any harder I’m going to have to adjust myself in public.
Fuck. He’s probably one of those straight guys who have discovered the “bear look” and now drives the rest of us queer-guys out of our minds with straight-guy lust. Damn.
Okay, fuck, breathe. Adjust your boner so you don’t get arrested. Calm down.
He’s just about to walk past and I can’t fuckin’ stop staring. Especially at his thick slabby pecs pushin’ out his blue Seahawks t-shirt. Those baseball biceps waitin’ to do damage. As he passes, my head turns to see him from behind.
Jesus. How does a man get an ass like that? The slope of his back curves into a perfect round butt. Damn, just as good from behind as from in front.
And he turns and looks directly at me. I don’t realize it, until his mean motherfucker eyes glare into mine, but I’m licking my lips. Yeah, I’m actually licking my lips. Worse than that, my hand is on my crotch, moving my boner to my pantleg. He stops and turns around, looking straight at me.
My heart is racing. I’m trying to remember everything I know about Tae Kwon Do, just in case, which ain’t much being decades ago that I learned that shit. I am frozen here on the sidewalk of the city with this big angry guy starin’ at me ready to beat the fuck out of me for gawkin’ at him with all that fag lust in my cock.
I square my shoulders and put on the toughest expression I got, which if you know me at all, will do, ‘cause I’ve been known to be one bad ass myself when the occasion arises.
“Nice body,” I toss off all gruff-like.
He just stares at me, his eyes kind of squinted up and his lip slightly curled in disgust. Oh well. I shrug my shoulders and say, “Just thought you’d like to know.” Turn and walk away.
I guess if you want to bag the prize, you got to take some chances. Some pay off and some don’t. Too bad. He was drop-dead sexy.
I sigh it off. Sunshine is falling between the buildings onto my face as I continue down the sidewalk. Quiet old shops and laundries. I stop on the curb by the entrance to a narrow alleyway, lookin’ up it to make sure no truck’s coming before beginning to cross.
That’s when I feel it. Like someone brushed against my ass.
I turn around and there’s the gruff bear guy about a yard away from me. Followin’ me. Still lookin’ at me with that macho gonna-beat-your-ass look. “What?” I bark.
He continues to stare at me like he doesn’t hear me.
Fuck. Like he doesn’t hear me.
I raise my eyebrows and put my index finger to my ear and then to my mouth. “You deaf?” the sign means. The guy’s eyes soften a little. He makes an upward nod of his head like to say, “What up?” When he does this I notice the little plastic curl in his ear.
The guy’s deaf. Deaf and achingly handsome.
He reaches his arm up and scratches the back of his head. I can’t help notice the gap in his shirt sleeve and the tufts of hair coming out of his armpit. He sees where I’m looking and he smiles a tight handsome smile. He pulls his shirt up over his head. His chest is slabs of man meat covered in delicious brown fur that swirls around pink hard nipples that look good enough to chew.
But not here.
I laugh, adjust my cock and turn down the alley. The alley is only a city block long, but there are several doorways and fire escapes and little alcoves in it. It’s not the most romantic place in the world, but it doesn’t smell. It looks like there’s a leak somewhere and water’s running in pools down the middle of the alley.
I strut slowly up the alley, rubbin’ my ass cheek with my hand, putting my hands up behind my head, generally showin’ off for the guy, who I hope is still trailing me. There’s an alcove to my right where we wouldn’t be seen by anyone looking up the alley. I move into it and press my back up against the brick wall. My cock is throbbing in my pants from the heat of the chase and my breath is pushing my chest and belly in and out like a fuckin’ animal.
The bear walks past and stops. He snorts this odd little snort like a bull getting ready to charge. I stand there starin’.
And he comes right at me. His hands push my arms up by the wrists pinning them to the wall as he presses his chest into mine and pushes his face within inches of mine. I can smell his musky cologne and his eyes look my face up and down. I’m just starin’ at the muscle and the armpits and the hair everywhere and wanting nothing better than to dive into this guy for maybe a lifetime or two.
“Fuck, dude,” I whisper. Damn, he’s got me good.
He smiles and his lips meet mine with an openmouthed hunger that takes my fuckin’ breath away. His tongue mashes into my mouth and mine mashes back. I am groaning and my hips are pressing against his and I feel his cock hard and curved in his pants pressing against mine. My cock wants to jump out my pants and is pulsing with every swift beat of my heart.
After we have completely explored each other’s mouths, he releases my wrists and he pulls my shirt up off me, tossing it with his shirt over to the rungs of a fire escape. I got instant nips. He pushes my arms back up and dives down, tongue first, into my armpits. His tongue is rasping across the hair there and he’s making these “ungh, ungh” sounds as he licks my pits out.
Fuck, I’m so turned on.
He pulls back, licking his lips and starin’ into my eyes. I pinch the fingers and thumb of one hand together in front of my face and make an open swirling motion followed by an open-fingered burst. It’s the sign for “beautiful.”
He smirks, showing a row of nice teeth. Laughs a little low guttural laugh that makes my hand go to his chest so I can feel it coming up out of him. My hand sinks into the hair there. He lifts my hand off his chest and sticks the fingertips in his mouth, his tongue wriggling wet and his icy blue eyes on mine.
I’m fuckin’ dizzy for this guy.
My head goes to his nipple and my tongue goes in circles around the aureola and his hair and the hard skin is sending shockwaves to my cock and it makes it sexier when his heavy hand goes to the back of my neck, guiding me where to lick next. And my arm snakes around to his hard hairy back and pulls him closer.
I’m makin’ those “ungh, ungh” noises too, just out of pure fuck lust.
I feel his other hand at my belt buckle. I help him out with it and as I’m suckin’ his nipple, he starts unbuckling his own belt. I pull back and see his pants are open and unzipped, hanging on by his hips and his hard fuckin’ curving cock is throbbing almost against his stomach and pulsing out the most wicked thick precum I’ve ever seen. My cock ain’t doin bad itself, pointing straight at the guy and beading precum on the tip.
I feel the pressure from his hand on the back of my neck and I slide down to my knees, my tongue pausing at his belly button to lap inside that furry cave and send him groaning. I already have his precum in my beard and I plan on not wasting any more.
My lips move softly around the hard red bulb of his cockhead and instantly I lap in the salty fluid that’s gushing from his piss slit with every bob of his cock. His hand moves up behind my head and I take the hint, slowly sliding down his curved pole, the grease of his precum helping me down. I bury my nose in his tight bush and breathe deep. His balls are low and dangling against my chin and I just deep throat the guy for a few, feeling him softly bucking his hips into my face, his tuff hips on either side of my face.
“Ah! Ah!” he cries out in thick and deep grunts.
I feel him thrust hard and the back of my throat aches and suddenly gushes of cum floods me, nearly choking me. He shoves my head down on him hard while I swallow and swallow wave after wave of tuff deaf bear cum, my tongue wrestling the last beads off his cockhead as I pull back. I’m licking my lips clean of cum while his cock throbs against my face nuzzling into me like he just doesn’t want to quit.
I stand, trying to catch my breath and he leans in to lick the precum and cum off my beard.
“Goddamn,” I whisper breathlessly as he licks. He pulls back and signs something rapidly that I don’t have enough sign language to follow.
“What?” I sign.
He point down to my cock. Yeah, that’s right, buddy, still stiff as a flag pole and wagging in the breeze. I nod maybe a little too vigorously. He laughs. Damn, he has a beautiful smile.
He slides to his knees before me and without hesitation, swallows my cock whole. I lean my head back, looking up the brick walls of the alley, feeling this hot tuff bear sucking my cock down like a fuckin’ pro. My hand goes to the top of his buzzed head. He is bobbing up and down along the length of my shaft and fuck, it won’t take much. He’s focused on sucking cock, his eyes closed and his mouth making those slurping sounds that only serve to get my cock harder and more in earnest.
His paws grab my ass in an effort to stuff my cock deeper down his throat. The fingers of one hand move into my ass crack, playin’ with my asshole, while he’s thrusting his hot wet mouth up and down my rod. He slowly slides a finger up my butt, and it feels incredible as his thick fingertip rubs against my prostate.
“Fuck!” I holler. And my balls push hard and cum is flying up out my cockhead and deep down this cocksucking tuff bear’s throat. He’s being a man and swallowing every last drop, licking and sucking until all the cum is out of me. He slides his finger out my ass and stands, leaning his hard muscled body against mine and into the wall. We breathe like this, hard and fast, body to body.
I can feel his breath on my ear and feel his beard pressing into mine. He is sweating and our chest hair is mixing together and we are belly to belly all a tangle of muscle and fur and sweat.
I run my hand up his muscled back and he leans back and looks into my eyes. Icy blue. I kiss him, tasting my cum there.
He leans back and stands upright. He’s pulling his pants up and zipping in. I smile, watching this sexy tuff guy dress. He looks up and down the alley, his shirt in his hands. Then back at me.
He puts one palm to his chest and then the fingertips of both hands together, making an upside-down v out of his hands. His eyebrows go up.
I laugh and nod.
Sure, buddy. Your place would be just fine.
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