Date: Sat, 10 Oct 2009 16:12:12 -0400
From: whitewold999@icqmail.com
Subject: Bear Hunting (gay/adult youth, oral, anal, m/M, m/MM)
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descriptions of explicit sexual acts of boy's
discovering their sexuality. It contains graphic
scenes of sex between an underage boy and adult
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Bear Hunting
By
Wolf
I was born to a father that was an average
sized man for his generation and a mother that was
tall and stocky like her brothers. When I was born I
weighed 11 pounds 10 ounces. My name was
Spangler. Everyone called my Spanky after Spanky
Arbuckle from the Our Gang Comedies movies. I was
so comfortable with the name I used Spanky when
asked what my name was.
When I was 12 years old I weighed 190 pounds.
I was a freckled faced blond. Because of my size I
didn't fit in with children my age. I played with guys
that were three or four years older than me. I only
had one friend that I was close with.
He and I experimented with sex with each
other. We started off masturbating each other. It
was not long before we started sucking each other's
cocks. We even tried to fuck each other's ass but it
hurt too much. That did not satisfy my desire for
sex at all.
I had bought a computer of my own. It was in
my bedroom, and I was hooked up to the web. I
found out about a website that you could chat with
guys live with a web-camera. I got a camera and was
soon chatting with guys. It was very thrilling for me
to talk to men in the privacy of my bedroom late at
night. They would ask me to take off my clothes
and jack-off for them. They liked for me to play
with my boy boobs too. They would also ask me to
show them my ass. I would spread my cheeks for
the camera while they would masturbate for me. I
was drawn to older men.
One evening I hooked up with a much older
man, named Frank. His hair was white as snow. He
had a full bear with mustache. I could not tell how
tall he was, but he was huge. I knew he weighed at
least 300 pounds. His body was covered with white
hair. His thighs were very thick and his belly was
very large. When he jacked-off for me, I was
fascinated by the size of his cock and balls. His
balls looked like they were as large of a softball.
The only way I could appreciate the size of his cock
was for him to lie down. When he sat up his legs and
belly hid most of it. When he would lie back and
jack-off for me I was impressed with the size of it.
I didn't know how long it was, but when he grasped it
with his big paw of a hand there was plenty of shaft
showing. His cock had a thick foreskin that covered
almost all of the head of his cock.
I was fascinated with the sight of him
squirting cum, and he was equally thrill with the
sight of me jacking-off and showing him my asshole.
We made a practice of meeting most nights to cum a
couple of time before we went to sleep. It was
several weeks before we talked about where we
lived. As it turned out we lived in the same area. By
the time we told each other our addresses we
discovered that we lived within five miles of each
other.
One day I told my parents that I was going to
visit my friend after school. I might even stay for
dinner. I assured my mom I would be home before
bedtime. After school I rode my bicycle to his
home. I rode a heavy bike we call a beach cruiser
because of my size. I had a reinforced saddle and
peddles because I broke the stoke ones. It did not
take long to get to his house.
My heart was pounding the closer I got to his
home. I almost chickened out and went home. I
made very sure I had the right address before I
pulled my bike up the steps and parked it on his
porch before I rang the doorbell. I almost bolted
before the door was opened.
When the door opened I recognized Frank
right away. It was a lot different to see him in
person. My computer monitor was so two-
dimensional and the computer was black and white in
those days. It was much different to see him in full
color.
Frank was standing there in sandals, big baggy
Bermuda shorts. The legs were very large. His legs
were very hairy. He had on a silk Hawaiian shirt. It
was blue and covered with bright red flowers and
lime green leaves. His shirt was not tucked in and
the bulge of his tummy made him look like he was
pregnant. I could see the white hairs sticking out of
the neck of the shirt. His beard was trimmed nicely
so that there were no stray hairs and not too long.
He greeted me warmly.
He showed me around the house. It was a nice
place. When we got to his bedroom I recognized the
place right away. I had seen most of it from the
eye of the camera. He let me sit in his swivel chair
and turn on his computer. He showed me his
collection of pictures of men having sex with each
other. I asked him if it hurt to have a cock stuck in
your ass as much as it had when my friend and I
tried to do it. He assured me that there were ways
to make it easier until you got used to it.
While I was looking at the pictures he was
feeling my tits through my shirt. I felt my dick get
so hard I could not believe it. When I looked at the
front of my pants I saw that my tan pants had a
greasy spot where pre-cum had seeped through my
underwear and pants. My boner was almost painful.
Frank pulled me to my feet and led me to the
bed. I had seen it many times while he jacked-off
for me. He very carefully stripped me of my
clothes. He positioned me on the bed with my head
on his pillow. I could smell the fragrance of his
cologne on the pillow. I sat there holding my chubby
little cock while he undressed in front of me.
I had seen that fat belly many times on the
computer but seeing it in person was so much more
exciting. His body was covered with white hair.
When he took that fat cock in his hand and milked it
a few times I was a little frightened when I saw just
how large it was. The knob was wet when he skinned
back the foreskin. Frank must have seen the fear in
my eyes.
He lay down next to me on the bed. He leaned
over me and kissed me while he took hold of my dick
and played with it. I had never been kissed by a
man, let alone by a bearded man. The beard tickled
my face. When he stuck his tongue into my mouth I
felt a thrill that was unbelievable. The way he was
laying over my body it was hard to move my arm. I
could not reach his crotch with the free arm. I had
to struggle to reach his crotch between our bodies
with my right hand. When I did I took hold of his
cock and started masturbating him. I felt his wet
cock head smearing his pre-cum on my right thigh.
We tongue kissed for a long time while we played
with each other.
Frank started kissing my chubby body. I had
always been ashamed, and teased about my boy tits.
Now this bear of a man was sucking on them lovingly.
I lay there waiting to find out what he was going to
do next. He licked my hairless body down to my
newly sprouted pubic hair before he took my cock
into his mouth and sucked me until I squirted cum
into his mouth. We hugged and kissed some more.
It was strange to kiss a man that had my own cum in
his mouth.
He lay there when I started doing to him what
he had done to me. It was strange that where ever
I put my mouth there was hair. He had man tits
every bit as large as mine but they had hair all over
them. His belly was as hard and round as a beach-
ball, but it was covered with white hair. When I got
down to his crotch I savored my first contact with
an adult males cock. I studied every inch of his
cock. His cock was so thick that it was all I could
hardly touch my finger tips to the tip of my thumb.
It was hard to grasp his cock without grabbing pubic
hairs. He had a big crooked blue vein zigzagging up
the top of his cock. I had never seen a cock up close
and personal that was un-circumcised before. The
skin was very thick and didn't completely cover the
knob of his cock. I was pulling the skin back until
the knob was fully exposed and the skin was pulling
the knob down until he winced in pain. I started
stroking the skin up and down slowly. I savored the
smell of a man's sexual organ. I actually relished
licking the head of his cock. I got the taste of his
pre-cum. It was all I could do to get my mouth
around the knob of his cock.
Frank placed his hand on the back of my head
and started pushing my head down until my nose was
pressed against the flesh and hair of his balls. I
gagged when his cock went down my throat but he
would not let me lift my head up. I was forced to
accept the cock. I could not breathe until he let me
lift my head up. Then he shoved my head back down.
He was actually fucking my mouth. He did allow me
to lift my head up enough that when he climaxed his
cum was squirted into my mouth. I was forced to
swallow his cum before he allowed me to sit up. I
was very pleased with myself for having pleased my
polar bear of a lover.
We rested for awhile and he licked my asshole
before, he sucking my cock again. He told me that
there was no hurry about fucking my ass. We could
do that at a later date. When I was ready I could
tell him.
We even logged onto his computer and hooked
up with a couple of men long enough for Frank to
jack me off in front of them. We got to watch the
one that was the top fuck the bottom's ass.
Eventually I got dressed and went home. I was home
well before curfew. I bathed and was in bed in
plenty of time.
I had a boner because I was thinking about
what a thrill it had been to sex with a bear. I even
had to jack-off before I could get to sleep. I had
all day at school to think about the prospect of
finding out what it would be like to have a man fuck
me.
I just had to rush back to his house and this
time when he answered the door he was in a silk
bathrobe and barefooted. I told him that I wanted
him to fuck me if he could do something to make it
easier. He undressed me right there by the front
door. Then he led me to the bathroom. He told me
that if I allowed him to give me an enema it would
not hurt as much. I never like my mother to give me
one but I agreed to let him do it to me.
Frank warmed up the water before he filled
the enema bottle. He hung it on the back of the
bathroom door and he told me to get down on the
floor on my hands and knees, with my butt sticking
up. He greased up the nozzle with plenty of Vaseline
then he stuck his finger into my asshole. He
inserted the nozzle into my ass. He released the
clamp and I felt the water rushing into my bowel.
Even though the water was lukewarm as it filled me
up it felt cold. It felt like there was pressure on
the front of my lower tummy from the inside. I
began to plead with Frank to take it out so I could
use the toilet. He assured me that I could hold
more. He let the enema bag empty before he was
willing to pull the nozzle out of my ass. He told me
to clinch my ass until I was sitting down on the
toilet. It was all I could do to hold it until I was
sitting down.
He told me to hold it as long as I could. I was
unable to hold it very long, and when it gushed out it
splashed into the water with such force that water
soaked the bottom of my ass. The stink of dirty
water was strong. I was embarrassed having
someone there smelling the stink. Frank didn't seem
to mind though. When I was finished he flushed the
toilet and led me to the shower, where he washed my
lower half of my body with a hand held nozzle.
He led me to his bedroom and proceeded to
kiss me while he played with my cock. He sucked on
my boy tits for awhile. I had always been teased
about my tits, now they were being stimulated by a
beard and tongue. He eventually sucked my cock
until I actually came in his mouth. The next thing he
did was use a little bottle of a topical anesthetic
that had a peppermint smell with a cotton swab.
There was a tingling feeling for a short time. While
he waited for the anesthetic to take affect he
applied a generous amount of Vaseline to the head of
his cock and then some to my asshole. He took hold
of my ankles and lifted my legs up and placed my
heel over his shoulders. That lifted my butt off of
the bed, so that he could alien my asshole with the
head of his cock. There was some discomfort when
the knob entered but not much. He buried all of
that fat cock into my ass and fucked me. He was
sweating and I watched the sweat collect on his hair
and drip all over me. When he leaned over my body
to kiss me and then sat up his body hair was
plastered against his sweaty body. When he
climaxed in my ass he collapsed over my body. It
felt so comforting to feel his warm sweaty body
resting on top of me. I hated to get cleaned up and
go home, but I had to.
I came to his home every day for a week and
we repeated the same thing; enema, shower,
anesthetic, ass fucking, some cock sucking and
shower before going home. The next week he didn't
give me an enema or use the anesthetic. By that
time I was used to being fucked and it didn't bother
me that much. In time he would log onto his
computer and hook up with other men so that men
could watch us sucking cock and him fucking me.
One day he asked me if I would like to try
being fucked while sucking cock. The idea sounded
thrilling to me. The next time I arrived at his house
there was another man there. He was introduced as
Karl. This man was not quit as old as Frank. He was
bald headed, with a goatee and mustache that was
graying. I guess he weighed between 220 and 240
pounds. His pants were probably 40 or 42 inches
around the waist. He had on a T-shirt and jeans.
His arms were covered in tattoos. When he took off
his T-shirt I saw that he had tattoos all over his
body. They were all a geometric designs. The best
part was when he removed his pants.
Karl had one hell of an impressive dick. I don't
know how long it was but I figured that I could wrap
both hands around it and was sure the knob would
still be visible. The one thing Frank and Karl had in
common was body hair. He was every bit as hairy as
Frank.
This time we did it in the living-room. They
pulled a rectangle footstool into the middle of the
room. It was a brown cowhide leather thing, sitting
on big wooden balls. They took my clothes off of me
and finished undressing themselves. They played
with my dick until I squirted cum all over my belly.
Then Karl straddled my head, while I tilted my head
back upside down as he aimed his cock at my mouth.
He slid that dick right down my throat. I had
already learned to breathe on the back stroke.
Frank was busy greasing up my asshole and
wedging his cock into my ass. The two of them
fucked me until they were both sweating over me
until they squirted cum into me. We rested for
awhile before we started all over again. This time
Karl fucked my ass and Frank fucked my mouth.
Karl didn't have to grease me up because there was
still plenty of cum in my ass to lube his way in. Karl
jacked me off while he was fucking me. That was
the beginning of my "Bear Hunting" vocation.
While I am writing this story I'm waiting for
one of my cousins to being her son over for a visit.
My cousin has known I was gay all of her life.
She was only a size 2 when she married. After the
birth of her son she ballooned up to a size 16. Her
husband deserted her for another teenager with a
small figure. She was left to raise her son on her
own. She had called me because she had become
aware that her son had an interest in gay sex. She
had found his stash of gay porn in his closet, and she
had caught him sucking the cock of his friend. She
figured if he son wanted to be gay he should learn
from me. I looked at the mirror on my dresser and
realized I was now Frank.
My blond hair was white now. I weighed 300
pounds and my body is covered with white body hair.
My cock is every bit as fat, as Frank's was. The
difference is that my cock is circumcised.
My cousin had even asked if she could watch
me teach her son about sex. The idea of giving her
son an enema while she watched was strange but it
might be interesting.
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