Date: Tue, 19 Apr 2011 14:44:01 +0800
From: Ben Ng <ng.ben9@gmail.com>
Subject: Bear Attack Part 1

This is a fictional story of sexual acts between two men.
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Bear Attack! Part 1

I've always had a thing for bears. You know, big, burly, hairy
guys with thick chests and big bellies. Well, big bellies are
optional, but everything about them attracts me. The way they
look, the way they walk, the way they talk and laugh; so open,
so loud, so free and so masculine.

I'm a regular guy, not a bear. I'm not a twink either, just a
normal build, medium size guy, which makes it difficult to get
bears. Bears tend to like bears. It's hard to find bears who
like regular guys like me, especially when I'm not a daddy. I
don't know why I like bears so much; I just do. I've almost
given up though, because every nice bear I've seen is paired
up with another bear or daddy. I think they have their own
culture and language. I can hardly get in.

Well, not until I met Joey. I'm not sure if Joey is gay, but
he's definitely one handsome bear. He caught my eyes
immediately after he walked in. He was chatting with his buddy
excitedly, getting to his seat. It was a football game. I
wasn't a huge fan of football but I loved the atmosphere and
the people. I like to go crazy and yell and cheer and I like
to watch guys do crazy things. More than once, I could find
guys willing to mess around; they are either too horny or too
drunk, or both.

My eyes were glued on my handsome bear. Yup, I already called
him mine. He went to his seat, just two rows down mine, not
too far from me. He came with a friend, also a bear. He may be
already taken, or he may just be a friend, or even his
brother. They do look alike in some ways, but not overly
similar. They were talking, laughing, and eating snacks. From
the way my handsome bear turned his head to talk to his
friend, I could see his sides and his cute smile. I could see
he's a hairy one, judging by his facial hair. There were hairs
on his chest and back as well, and they showed above his t-
shirt. Yum. Just the kind of bear I loved.

I can tell you, what happened in the football game was a blur.
I was bear watching the whole time. He just captivated me; his
voice, his smile, his carefree laughter, everything. I got a
special treat when he took off his shirt and used it to wave
around when he cheered. He really was hairy. It was all over
his chest and back. I immediately popped a boner just looking
at his upper body. It wanted to do so many things to him. I
wanted to play with his fur, lick him all around, and I want
to shoot my cum on his body and mesh his hair up with it. I
wanted to suck his cock hard and hear him grunt deeply. I
wanted to reach up and caress his thick fur while I sucked his
cock at full force. And I wanted to grab his big fat ass and
shove his cock deep in my mouth. Oh, and I'd like to ram his
hairy ass while I rubbed all over the fur on his back.

As you can imagine, my fantasizes got me rock hard. I had to
adjust myself to hide my hard on. Not that a lot of people
were watching me though; they were watching the game. Only I
was watching my bear. He was drinking beer now, lots of it. I
saw him finishing them at an alarming rate. He will surely
need to use the men's room shortly. I paid close attention. I
decided to follow him once he moved. I felt dirty, but I
wasn't going to give up any chances of seeing more of this
cute bear.

After about ten or fifteen minutes, he stood up and walked
towards the restroom. Jackpot! I quickly followed him, but not
too closely. I kept a distance from him, but stayed behind him
the whole time. I looked at how his big ass swayed back and
forth as he walked. Sexy. He casually grabbed his crotch and
adjusted his bulge. I couldn't see clearly from behind him,
but from the way his hand lifted his junk, I'd say he had a
pretty hefty package. He even reached back and scratched his
butt. Cute.

It didn't take long to reach the men's room. There were quite
a few people in there. We had to wait to use the urinals. I
stood next to him, trying to line up for the one close to his.
I took the opportunity to check him out closely. He's a big
guy, with big chest, belly and legs. Only the words big and
hairy came to my mind. He reached up and scratched his face. I
could see his hands were covered with hair as well. This is
one hairy bear. I love it.

Soon it was his turn to pee. He walked up to the urinal, took
out his cock and started peeing. He placed his right hand on
the wall for support and his left hand was holding his cock. I
couldn't see well from the back at an angle, but thankfully
the person in front of me just finished peeing. I quickly
stepped up. From the side, I could see his cock clearly. He
didn't stand too close to the urinal. He was holding his cock
such that his pee made a nice arc in the air. It looked to be
a nice four inch soft cock. He had a lot of pee from all the
beer he has been drinking and I just took my time watching
him. I was peeing too, but I couldn't help stroking a couple
of times while peeing. I was getting half hard already from
watching him.

When he was almost done, he shook his cock and pulled his
foreskin back and forth. It looked fairly normal, until I saw
him jerking it a little too much. He was milking the last drop
out and it was getting half hard. He even grunted. My eyes
were glued to it. Was he putting on a show for me? All this
time I didn't look at his face; I was obsessed with seeing his
cock. When he finally finished shaking and jerking his dick,
he put it back in his pants. Then I looked up and saw the
lopsided grin on his face. I must have been too obvious. I
couldn't help ogling him and he must have noticed. But not
only did he not hide it, he gave me a show. That must mean
something. I was so aroused my cock got harder by the second.
Before I made a fool of myself for having a fully hard cock at
the urinal, I stuffed it back into my pants and walked away.

I saw him washing his hands. I again took the spot next to him
and started washing mine. Before he finished, he gave me a
wink then turned and left. Oh my God, this handsome bear was
interested! He wanted to play! I watched his swaying ass all
the way back to my seat. He went back to his and started
chatting to his friend like nothing happened. Damn, he teased
me, gave me a show with nothing to follow up! Would he let me
suck him? It shouldn't be too hard to convince a guy who just
showed you his dick to let you suck him, right?

I kept watching him. He didn't make any moves; he just watched
the game with his friend, cheering like normal. I was confused
and disappointed. I didn't know what he was thinking. Maybe he
was straight but just enjoyed teasing me. Or maybe he had
something else in mind. Anyway, for the rest of the game,
nothing happened. Finally, our team won. People started
leaving, but my cute bear and his friend stayed on to
celebrate. As more and more people left, he was still there,
having a good time with his friend, drinking beer and
laughing. Then he stood up and excused himself, saying he had
to use the men's room. He was staggering from drinking too
much beer. As he walked away, he turned around briefly and
looked at me. It was just a brief second and he walked on. Was
he just looking at my direction, or was he looking at me? No,
he had to be looking at me. Most people were gone now. Why was
he looking in my direction anyway?

My heart was beating so quickly. He was signaling me to follow
him. I quickly stood up and went after him. Not too quickly to
be suspicious, but I also didn't want to miss anything. The
men's room was practically empty. He again went to the same
urinal, pulled out his cock to release a heavy stream of pee.
He grunted. I moved to the one next to him, even though there
were many to choose from. I took a peek at him shamelessly
then started peeing myself.

"Had a lot to drink, huh?"

"Yeah, too much beer!" His speech was slurring a little. I may
get lucky. I continued to shamelessly check him out. When he
finished, he zipped up and went to wash his hand, but he lost
his balance. He wobbled and I immediately reached out and
steadied him. Thankfully I have also finished my pee by then.

"Watch out, buddy!"

"Thanks, man!" He continued to walk, but it was clear he was a
little drunk. He had trouble walking in a straight line. I
grabbed him under the arms and supported him. I could feel his
masculine musk and body heat radiating through my body. I put
his thick arms around my shoulder and tried to steady him, but
he was too heavy. He started to lean against the wall,
bringing me with him. I ended up pressing my body on his,
against the wall.

"Whoa, sorry buddy, I just lost balance!"

"It's ok. I'm glad I could help."

"Thanks man, you are cool." He gave me a warm smile. He
totally had me now.

I helped him up again. He was swaying back and forth, clearly
unable to walk or even stand properly. As I helped him get to
the basins, he told me he had to puke and I quickly directed
him to the stalls instead. Luckily we made it in time and he
threw up at the toilet. He didn't throw up much, which was a
little weird. I took the opportunity to stroke his back to
help him feel better. I stayed with him until he was done.

"Oh man, I haven't drunk so much in ages."

"It's ok. I'm used to it. My friends get drunk all the time."

"You are a real friend, aren't you? A friend in need is a
friend indeed!" Ok, he really was drunk.

"Yup, I'm your friend. I'm Ben, by the way. You are?"

"Joey." Ok, at least I know his name now.

"I'm sorry you have to see me like this, Ben."

"It's ok, really, I'm glad to help."

"Yeah? I saw you looking at me just now. At the urinal and
throughout the game."

"Yeah, and I saw your grin, your wink, and your look."

"You were totally checking me out, huh, Ben?"

"Yeah, and you were giving me a show?"

"I sure did."

"Would you like to do a bit more?"

"I bet you want to suck my cock, huh? You've been staring at
it the whole time." He looked at me lustfully.

"I certainly don't mind." I smiled and helped him up. I made
sure the stall's door was locked. Joey was standing there with
both hands on the walls to support himself. I kneeled down and
started unzipping his pants. Out popped his nice four inch
soft cock. It was nice and thick, with foreskin covering half
his cock head. It looked tasty. He was looking down at me with
lust and expectation. I rubbed his bare ass with my hands,
feeling his hairy ass while I licked his cock head. He let out
a moan. I loved his deep and sexy voice. I ran circles around
his cock head and his cock jerked. I slowly peeled back his
foreskin to expose his pink cock head. I licked all around it.
It was already wet with precum.

I reached up and explored his hairy chest and stomach. I
wanted to feel all of him. I rubbed all over his fur. I loved
his hairiness, the soft black fur all over him. I reached for
his nipples and gave them a squeeze, making him groan out
loud. He had a dreamy look on his face. Because he was drunk,
it was taking him longer to get hard. It didn't matter to me
because I wanted to take my time enjoying this handsome bear.
I licked the underside, played with his foreskin and gently
held his balls. He had hefty, low hanging balls which I loved.
I bent further down to suck his balls one at a time, which
made him shiver and groan. He had such a sexy voice it was
driving me mad. I loved everything about this bear!

I reached for his big round ass again, rubbing it all over
while tasting his yummy cock. I loved his masculine smell of
beer and sweat, and his unique male scent. I buried my face in
his pubes and breathed in deeply. It was making me so horny. I
couldn't stand it anymore and swallowed his entire cock. He
let out a loud moan and his whole body shuddered.

"Shit! That feels so good!" His eyes were now closed and his
head was thrown back. I studied his handsome face. I was glad
I could bring this good-looking bear so much pleasure. His
cock continued to grow in my mouth, getting harder by the
minute. When it reached full length, I estimated it to be
around six inches. Chubby guys usually have an inch or two
hidden, so my handsome bear should be around seven or eight
inches. I kept sucking him hard and fast because I was so
horny myself. My other hand was jerking my own cock. Very soon
his cock started throbbing in my mouth and he put his hands on
my head.

"Ah... I'm cumming!" He grabbed my head and shot three times
into my mouth. I swirled his cum in my mouth, savoring the
taste. It tasted salty, but there was a unique taste to him
and I liked it. He held my head until he finished cumming,
then he released me.

"That was so hot, buddy! Thanks!"

I stood up and replied, "You are welcome. Glad to be of
service."

He could see I was still hard though. "You want a hand, mate?"

"Sure!" We shifted positions and he was now behind me with me
facing the toilet. He lowered my pants to my ankles and
grabbed my cock. I was just jerking my cock through my zipper
just now and he wanted to see my ass, I suppose.

He slapped my ass and said, "Nice ass!" Is he gay or just
messing with me?

He pressed his cock against my naked ass and rubbed up and
down. He was still half hard from just cumming and semen was
still leaking from his cock head, which he spread all over my
butt crack. His right hand was jerking my cock while his left
hand was grabbing my balls. I briefly wondered why he didn't
seem so drunk now.

While he jerked me, I could feel his hot breath on my neck. It
smelled like beer, but it was sexy. He kept stroking me while
his cock slid up and down my butt crack. Amazingly it began to
get hard again. As I was so aroused by both his cock and his
hands, I felt my own cum rising and told him I was about to
cum.

"Yeah. Let it fly, buddy!" He jerked me quickly and out flew a
huge load of white cum. We both watched it fly and landed on
the opposite wall. Several drops landed on the toilet and the
floor. He kept milking me until I was dry, but he wasn't done.
His cock kept thrusting along my butt crack and his hands now
reached up and squeezed my nipples. I almost jumped since my
nipples were sensitive. He grabbed my waist and with one last
push, sent his cum all over my back and ass. I reached back
and spread his cum all over my ass. I now have two loads of
this hot bear, one in my mouth and one in my ass. Wow.

He leaned in and whispered in my ears, "You are so hot you
made me cum twice! Thanks!" He then zipped up and opened the
door. I quickly got my pants up. He didn't look drunk at all.

"Hey, I thought you were drunk?"

"Nah, a few bottles can't get me drunk. I was just giving you
a chance to make your move."

"Er, thanks, I guess." He winked at me again. He started
leaving, but I really wanted to keep contact with this hot
bear.

"Hey, you want my number? We can do this again."

"Sure." I quickly scribbled my number on a piece of paper and
gave it to him.

"I'll be at the rest of the games too. We can have more fun!"
He said as he walked out, giving me a lopsided grin.

Oh, I hope he'll call, but one thing that's certain: I'll be
at every game from now on.