Date: Sun, 24 Mar 2013 11:29:48 -0400
From: Max Roberts <maxroberts@usa.com>
Subject: Max's Older Bears - Part 1 - Guidance Counselor

This story is purely a work of fiction.  Any resemblance to person's living
or dead, or to events that may have occurred, is purely coincidental. This
story is for adults only. If you are under 18, please exit this page
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Max Roberts


My guidance counselor, Mr. Wilson was a big bear of a man. But I first
really noticed him one day when I was in his office. He'd dropped his pen
and bent down to pick it up with his back to me. His suit jacket moved up
to show his big ass and legs stretching the limits of his pants. And I
swear there were straps from a jock underneath.  After that, he became the
focus of many jack off fantasies, but when I was near him, I would always
be nervous that he'd figure me out or catch me staring.

When I was a junior, I ended up spending a fateful day with him.  My class
was taking an overnight trip to Washington DC, but my parents decided I
shouldn't go because my grandmother had been very sick and they weren't
sure she's even make it a day or two. I was disappointed, but
understood. At school, they decided I could stay in the counselor's office
and do my work while my teachers and classmates were away.

When I showed up in his office, Mr. Wilson was sitting at his desk, dressed
in a nice suit as always. He apologized for not having another desk or
table for me to work at and said he'd go find something. I told him I do my
homework on the floor all the timeat home and that would be okay for me. So
I settled in on the floor with my books as he worked at his desk. I
couldn't help but take peeks at him.  From my view, I could only see under
his desk, but his pants pulled close over his thighs and there was an
impressive bulge between his legs. I took more of him in and noticed he had
huge feet. I pushed those thoughts aside and settled into the book I was
reading for English class.

At some point, I noticed Mr. Wilson moving a bit and saw he was kicking off
his shoes. I don't know why, but the scent that came off his shoes and feet
was wonderful, and I felt myself getting hard. A few minutes later, he got
up and walked into the outer office. I couldn't resist, I grabbed his shoe
and gave it a good sniff only to find he had immediately returned holding a
document he'd printed and saying, "what do we have here, Max?"

I was busted. I turned bright red and couldn't talk. Mr. Wilson just closed
and locked the door, walked over to me, put his big foot under my face and
said, "you're okay - I think I understand what you need." I was
nervous. Mr. Wilson seemed huge standing over me He was about 5'10" and big
at maybe 250 pounds, but when I looked up at his face and saw his kind
brown eyes and a smile under his gray mustache, I felt safe. When he walked
back around his desk, I sat up. He pulled his chair around, sat right in
front of me and put his big foot in my lap. "Go on," he said, "if you want
to get a sniff, might as well get it from the source."

I took his foot in my hands and pulled it to my face. His dark blue dress
sock was little damp from sweating in his shoe and when I inhaled I was
harder than I'd ever been in my young life. I started to rub his feet as I
enjoyed the scent. He moaned and said,"oh, I could use a good foot
massage." So I laid down on my back and started massaging his foot while he
took the other one and placed it right over my mouth and nose. I opened my
mouth and took his toes, still in his sock, and sucked. "Oh Max," he said,
"that feels so good. Look what you're doing to me." I looked and saw him
rubbing that bulge in his pants. It was getting bigger.

I didn't want to leave his big, sexy feet, but I was intrigued by that
bulge. I'm not sure how I got the courage to be so bold, but I said,
"Mr. Wilson, is there something else that needs a massage?"  He pulled me
up onto my knees and placed my hands on his thighs. They felt big and
strong. He looked me in the eyes and said, "If you massage anything else, I
need to trust you won't tell anyone." He held my gaze. I said, "you have my
promise."

Mr. Wilson stood up, took off his suit jacket and undid his tie. He pulled
his dress shirt from his pants and started unbuttoning it showing a v-neck
undershirt clinging tight to his big chest with big hard nipples visible
underneath and wiry black and grey chest hair escaping at the top. He undid
his belt and unbuttoned his pants. No jock strap today, just a pair of snug
boxerbriefs stretched over his big ass and legs and showing a sizable
tent. He stepped out of his pants and stood there in front of me in his
underwear and OTC dress socks. I looked at his big legs, belly, chest, and
handsome face and thought this was much better than a class trip. "He
looked down and said, "what would you like to massage?"

I didn't answer. I just stood up and started feeling that big
chest. Instinctively, I tweaked his nipples and he let out a little "oooh."
I reached around and felt that big ass that I'd fantasized about for so
long. As I did, Mr. Wilson said, "I think you might be a little overdressed
for a proper massage."

I stepped back, kicked off my shoes, pulled my t-shirt over my head and
dropped my pants. As I did that, Mr. Wilson took off his undershirt. I
couldn't believe how hairy he was. Every inch of his chest, belly, and back
were covered in that thick graying hair. I stood there with my hard-on
straining against my briefs. I walked behind Mr. Wilson, wrapped my arms
around him and starting working on his nipples again since he seemed to
like that. Then I reached lower and felt his belly. He said something about
being fat, but I loved it. I still couldn't believe this big bear of a man
was letting me do this. I got brave and reached lower to cup his
package. His cock was hard like steel and I could feel a wet spot from
pre-cum on his boxerbriefs. He turned around and pushed on my shoulders. I
got the hint, went down on my knees and pulled his underwear down.

In front of me was a set of huge balls topped by an average length, but
thick cock. I opened my mouth and took it in. Mr. Wilson sighed, grabbed my
head and started moving it slowly back and forth. I was sucking my first
cock and it was on the man I had fantasized about for so long. He pulled my
mouth off his cock and told me to lick his balls. I started to lick and
sucked one into my mouth. I tried to get the other one in, too, but they
were too big. While I worked on his balls, Mr. Wilson started to squat
down. I had no choice but to move down with him. Eventually, I was laying
on the floor with my big hairy fantasy man squatting over me, while I
licked his balls.

Mr. Wilson shifted and his big hairy butt was over my face. I started
licking it and he said, "that's it Max boy, lick my ass - get your tongue
right in there." He pulled his ass cheeks apart and lowered that hairy hole
right over my tongue. I pushed my tongue in, he moaned, and I felt him push
his ass harder down on my face as he leaned forward and started rubbing my
cock which was still trapped in my briefs.  Suddenly, Mr. Wilson stood up.

He looked down at me and said, "I'm sorry, my boy, but if you had kept that
up I'd have cum all over you and I think you'd rather taste it." I didn't
need any more of an invitation. I got on my knees, took that thick cock and
my mouth and started sucking in earnest while fondling those big hairy
balls. Mr.  Wilson's cock got harder and thicker. His balls pulled up close
to his body, he grunted and started flooding my mouth with his cum. Here I
was getting my first taste of man cum and I knew it wouldn't be my last.
Mr. Wilson pulled me up to my feet, grabbed my face in his big hands,
pulled me close and gave me my first real kiss. His tongue moved around in
my mouth sharing whatever cum was left there. Then he pulled me back and
said, "Let's take care of you now."

He pulled down my briefs and had me sit in his chair. What he did next
seemed strange, but he pulled off his dress socks. Then he said, "you
seemed to like these" and balled one up and shoved it in my mouth like a
gag. He held the other one over my nose as he knelt down and took my cock
in his mouth. I came instantly and he swallowed it all.

Once I calmed down from my orgasm, we both got dressed. Mr. Wilson reminded
me that I couldn't tell anyone. I went back to reading my book and he went
back to his work, but I couldn't concentrate.  All I could think about was
how to spend more time with this big, hairy, hot man.