Date: Mon, 27 Jul 2015 10:28:03 -0000
From: Joe Francis <texbearjoe@gmail.com>
Subject: Road Trip: Texas, La Grange

Road Trip: Texas Volume 1
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*La Grange*

Being late in Round Top after I finished with the boys, I found a little
bed & breakfast that wasn't yet full for the Festival, and stayed
overnight, and started really feeling antsy from two days of no gym. That
morning, I sent an email to an old bear buddy in Bastrop, a few hours away,
wondering if he was around. Surprise! He said he was around, and the
following evening some buds were coming over for a campfire. He lived in a
heavily wooded lot – in a huge trailer/modular house, and had kind of
organized a nice outdoor campfire area and above-ground hottub/pool, where
I and my partner had gone years before. I was trying to figure out the
timing – I'd have to stay overnight somewhere before his event, and I
wanted to try to get to what I had heard was the finish-up of a gay rodeo
in San Antonio. I was becoming over-programmed. Gym.


I decided to call Rodolfo in Bastrop, and he told me that near La Grange, a
business guy from Austin had set up a nice private gym – only University
Football guys unfortunately. It was locally known as the "Rooster Ranch", a
take off on the "Chicken Ranch" that La Grange was famous for – remember
"Best Little Whorehouse in Texas?" Well, I'm nothing if not determined, and
headed for La Grange, only a half-hour away. I had a nice lunch, and headed
out in the afternoon heat to another Farm-to-Market road in La Grange. I
found the lane Rodolfo told me, and turning down it, behind a stand of
trees, there was a surprisingly big kind of facility – one side looked like
an old high school football field, next to it was square blocky building –
possibly the gym, and then on another side it looked like a low-slung
dormitory – fake Georgian architecture and all. Maybe "Animal House".


A dozen or so cars, very nice sounding cars – Lexus, Mercedes, Rover type
cars– and a Harley Electra-Glide. I parked, and walked up to the building
next to the field, and heard the familiar banging of weights, and looking
into two huge doors, there was a nice-sized gym, very well-appointed, and a
bunch of middle-aged men huffing and puffing. And who would be there but
Mr. Shakespeare from Lufkin, my buddy Ed. He saw me standing there and
instantly ran over, "JOE!" and gave me a big sweaty hug. He hustled me into
the room, and introduced me to a crew of guys, and introduced me as his
"Gay Friend". These men all looked like middle-aged linebackers – football
players that were slightly past their use-by-date, and thickened up nicely.
Only a few had beards, Ed being one of them.


They were quite surprised, and looked kind of shocked when I walked in, and
they took Ed aside, and had a very intense conversation, I had the distinct
feeling that I wasn't welcome. I felt uncomfortable, but Ed winked at me,
and they all laughed, and a moment later coming over they were nice as
could be to "Ed's Little Gay Friend Joe". I got a nice back workout in at
the gym – most of the guys were surprised I only worked one body part per
day. They were pretty shocked that a 50-year-old could be in the shape I
was, though I told them they looked great, very naturally masculine (and
thick and juicy, but I didn't say that). I ended up talking to everyone, it
was like we were all great friends immediately – they were friends with
each other certainly, this seemed to be some sort of reunion, though they
all smiled and laughed looking at each other about some big secret.


A few more guys drifted in, and a few dads and sons I followed the first
bunch outside, and we were going to play some touch football. Shirts and
skins. This was going to get curious, and much to my surprise, I was a
first pick. Talk about change from high school days, when I like most gay
guys, were probably the last pick. Anyway, I was not going to be a
quarterback, I decided to be more defensive, and then I found out what
touch meant – a slap on the ass for these guys, hooting, hollering, and
laughing. Shit! I got my hands on more straight man ass in that day than
most guys get in a lifetime, and I'm not shy. We were all getting dusty and
dirty – this part of Texas didn't have the torrential summer afternoon
rains – and hot, and we all kept drinking loads of water, and going to piss
off on the woods beside the field. More guys showed up, we were probably
around 15 or 20 now, and a barbecue started with beef, beer, and baked
potatoes.


Guys started asking, "what time is it?" over and over as we sat eating
barely cooked (lets say raw) steaks and loaded russets, and frankly was
feeling sleepy from the heat and the beer and the exertion. I headed off to
the shade of the dorm-type building, sunlight slanting through the dust
over the football field as big old-timers ran around, and I sat with my
sore back against the hot brick and took a brief snooze. Until the sirens.
That'll wake you up! It was early evening, sun very low, and I heard some
police sirens, and wondered what the hell was going on, the men were
cheering, and I got up and went to the entrance to the area. Ed grabbed me,
"Thank god I found you, now the fun begins" he laughed, and after the
sirens went off, I turned the corner to quite a spectacle. Couple of police
cars, guys in uniforms, the whole deal, and high-pitched giggles. The
police had brought a half-dozen women who I can only characterize as "not
high class".


The light was slowly going on – this was now the "Rooster Ranch", and
instead of being run as a whorehouse, with clients coming in, the clients
ran the ranch, and brought the hookers in. This was a sort of weekend party
getaway. Fuck! The sweaty football guys were swarming around the women, who
slapped at them and told them they were awful and smelly, and they headed
off to the dorm area with their police escort while the guys headed to the
locker room. I was trying to figure out how to get out of there, all my
senses were on high alert, but Ed dragged me along, and I went in the
shower room. Now, if you want a bear wet-dream, drop a dozen or so
middle-aged ex-football players in a locker-room washing up, and then watch
as they decide to tease the gay guy. I don't know why they didn't think Ed
was gay; maybe he was bi, I don't know.


I started washing, and the guys all wanted to know if I wanted their dick
before the ladies got it – shaking their cocks at me, and laughing, so I
took the bait and told them only guys really knew how to suck and fuck.
"You can't suck Steven" they said, and hustled him over. Steve was a
beautiful furry muscle bear dad type, greyish hair, but a dark moustache.
His thick arms were furry, his chest was still firm, a grey streak in the
middle, big shoulders, maybe a 40" waist, big thick legs, and still sweaty
from the football. But what they were talking about was that even soft he
had a long cock. Some of his "friends" grabbed his cock and yanked it, much
to his consternation, and it started getting hard – a real whopper. "I like
a throat stretcher, but I like 'em mouth-sized too," I said, staring at
him, "That's a beauty." He was getting hard.


The awkward moment was broken when someone slapped him on the ass, and he
ran after them yelling. I continued looking around, washing myself, and saw
one smooth man who was extraordinarily handsome – like a movie star version
of a dad, watching me. Guys were rinsing off, and then another guy came
over – redhead, a springy mass of red fur on his tall frame. "My size is
mouth size?" he said, with a perfect fat uncut cock he stroked, nicely
soaped up. "Oooh yeah, give it to me baby!" I teased. "Careful, don't drop
the soap around Joe!" someone yelled, and they all proceeded to turn and
moon me. "Oh, we're turning him on!" someone laughed; I was starting to get
a chubby. "You know what they say," I began. "Once you've had Joe, you
never say no." "OH NO, Once you've had black you never turn back," someone
else yelled out, and a few of the black guys said "That what she said!"
soaping up and waving their cocks.


There were a couple of young guys too, I kind of watch one watching me –
maybe 5'7", a very solid furball, right beside the older version of
himself, a father furball, father and son both laughing. Looking at all
these men, I realized that they had had a hell of a lot more beer than I
had, some guys were staggering a tiny bit. The soaping got quiet for a
second, a few guys rinsing, and more guys staring at my hard cock and
cleaning their crotches a little too much. "All I know," one guy said, "Is
that gay guys know how to suck me. Never had a bad job at the Station
bookstore!" Mr. Talky was another chunky hairy daddy, and I could see why
guys would like to suck him – beautiful uncut thick meat. He soaped up
watching me. We all got into a back and forth talk on gay sucking, with Ed
and a few guys agreeing with me about doing a job well. A few of the guys
ran over to me and gave me faux-sexy wet hugs, which started getting me
hard, which only added fuel to the fire.


I found myself squeezed between two furry 300-lb muscle dads, who were
making smooching sounds, feeling their wet hairy, thick but hard bodies
pressing against me and rubbing. And more than rubbing, they had full
hardons rubbing against my ass and crotch, and squeezing me harder and
harder. Someone reached in and tugged on my cock, and remarked how big my
cock had become, and a few more hands started tugging at it with wet soapy
hands. More guys squeezed against me with hairy bodies, and I saw big Steve
was there jacking himself off laughing, a real horsecock on his thick
frame. Fuck! Ed was jacking off himself and laughing, and the guys were all
going "Oooh! Getting you excited!" and as I was let go, a few guys started
squeezing my chest, jerking me off and pulling my balls as two big dads
pulled my wrists and held me against a wet wall – not without my complete
cooperation.


"Lets see if he can suck Steve!" they said, and pulled Steve over. Though
it looked enormous, I realized that Steve was shorter than I was, and with
a good-sized cock at his height it looked tremendous. I laughed as guys
held Steve, who shook his head "No" but not very convincingly, and pulled
him forward. Ed nodded at me, "Go ahead buddy." They let me go, and I got
on my knees. Steve shuffled up to me, and I put my mouth on his cock
suddenly thinking this was not a good idea in front of these straight guys.
His cock was really nice, long like mine, curved down slightly. I reached
up, but one of the guys said "No hands!" and I licked the wet cut head of
Steve's cock, then holding it in my mouth, flicked my tongue along the
sensitive underside, slurping all over the head, the edges, and tasting the
faint tang of some precum.


"Jesus," someone began, "listen to that guy gobble his pecker!" I continued
sucking his thick meat in my mouth as it hardened more, and the guys became
quieter, and I heard the fwap fwap fwap of jacking off and grunting. Then
someone spoke up: "Who can cum faster, Steve getting sucked, or guys
jerking?" Well. Talk about teenage years. More guys began jacking off
watching, crowding in closer in the shower, furry paws on a lot of hard
cock as I pushed Steve's thick fuckstick deeper in my mouth, feeling the
wet shaft slide over my tongue. It was a prefect fit with his curve, and I
made a tube out of my tongue and let it slide along the groove to the back
of my throat. I made a lot of loud slurping sounds as the guys groaned, one
saying "Fuck, I need me some pussy now!" I could get Steve to slide in
effortlessly, and pushed my face into his hairy wet belly, mouth flat
against his crotch finally, not gagging at all.


Steve coughed and grunted in surprise, then putting his hands on top of his
belly, started swaying his hips, groaning out loud. He started fucking my
throat, and I saw some of the guys around us open-mouthed with surprise,
shock, or lust. "He's, fuck, look at his throat, he took it all" someone
said, as Steve continued flexing his hairy ass, throat fucking me. It was a
nice relaxed older dad suck I got going, nobody in a hurry. I reached up
with my free hands, and felt a chubby bear next to me put it on his cock,
he was so excited he was flexing his legs like crazy - his thighs bulging
as he strained to shoot while I jacked him off. I rubbed my thumb over the
soapy cockhead making him yell out, and then I reached up with my other
hand and took Mr. Talky's uncut Bookstore cock. Suddenly Steve bellowed
out, "Shit, gotta stop that fucker!" and he pulled back fast. "I'm saving
my fuckjuice for some hot pussy, sorry buddy!" and he panted for a second,
all the guys laughing.


"What can I tell you?" I said, starting to get up, "gay guys can suck!" The
tall red dad from earlier ran over, red pubes exploding around a very white
cock thick and hard as a nail. He stood in front of me, hand on hips, and I
opened my mouth wide, and comfortably slid it in to the base, mouth flat on
his groin, big fat cock filling my mouth perfectly. I kind of had thrown
away any pretense of shyness, and started jacking myself as I sucked and
rolled my tongue around. "You think his ass feels like pussy?" someone
said, and I shivered. I paused to lap his cock like a lollipop, and then
with my lips on his sensitive head, pushed slowly down to the base. He was
groaning and Ahh-ahhing, more guys laughing, and pulling him away, then I
was presented with a beautiful black shaft, on a chunky beautiful guy with
huge shoulders.


Really meaty dad with deep brown skin, and amazing brown cockhead too. I
mouthed the head of his cock, sliding it in. I pushed his foreskin back
gently with my lips, then pressing my lips together to make a tight seal
around the rim of his cockhead, shook my head slightly as he shuddered and
moaned, more guys clapping and hooting. I heard a door slam, and a moment
later a state trooper was standing there yelling, "WHAT ARE YOU COCKSUCKERS
DOING THERE'S A ROOM FULL OF WHORES READY TO BE FUCKED GODDAM IT BOY THAT
LOOKS TASTY WHAT IS IT NOW HUGE FUCKING GAY COCKSUCKERS ARE HERE SHIT I
WANT HIM TO CLEAN MY PECKER WHEN WERE DONE LOOK DON'T WASTE YOUR CUM PARTY
FAVORS ARE READY MEN" blah blah blah on and on.


The room thinned quickly, but as I stood up up, a few guys bent over
laughing, hands on knees wanting to know if I'd fuck them before they had
the ladies, and of course I said "Yes!" Finally I was finishing up with Ed,
and I whispered to him, "Ed, my balls are hurting! Shit, I need to cum!" Ed
responded, "Just you wait my friend. The Bacchanalia is only yet begun." I
looked at him. "Ed, I hope at this Roman Festival the screams of the
sexually initiated are not too loud." His eyes glittered at me, and he
grinned. "No bodies pulled limb from limb either by mad revelers in the
twilight." We dressed and headed over to the party house, as they called
it, and inside it was a luxuriously appointed dorm commons room. Guys were
all cozied up on couches, with the women between them, porn on the TV.
Nobody was undressed yet, but I saw that this scene was a complete orgy on
its way.


One of the troopers was walking around with a Ziploc bag, and coming over
to me and Ed, handed us two pills. I thought, "Really, cops dealing drugs?"
I looked at them – one looked like a Cialis, the teardrop tan shape, but
the other was an ominous white pill. "What's this?" I asked. "Oh," he said
casually, "Cialis and a Dem". "Dem, never heard of it. Demerol?" – there
was no way I was taking an opiate. "No, Zo-leep-dem, nice!" he said and
walked away. Fuck! I remembered reading about Tiger Woods having sex on
Zolipdem with his mistress. I asked my urologist about it, and when I took
it on sleepless nights (Ambien is the other name) I could barely make it to
the bed. "Oh," he said, casually, "You just do coke. Great sex." What a
friendly doctor. So straight men are having their night of sex, taking a
somewhat hypnotic drug along with Cialis, and will get very sleazy, but
magically may not remember it. Better than boozing I suppose.


I discreetly dropped my pill in a trashcan, beside a full bar I walked up
to one side of the room. Everyone was well lubricated, and I joined on in
the fun with a nice big Cape Cod. Steve came over, "No hard feelings buddy,
you're good, but, it's not pussy," and shook my hand. Tall Red Dad was
called Chuck, and was kneading on one woman's tits, hypnotized, and told
her I was a fantastic cocksucker. "Well, lets see if he likes pussy too!"
she giggled, squeezing her crotch. Now I was getting nervous, but I
thought: I can handle a room full of football players, but a few women are
making me nervous? Nah. Mixed women and men sex is fun. I winked at her,
"My pump is full service baby," I said, and she screamed, laughing. People
were walking around, getting more and more alcoholated, the Ambien started
kicking in, and everyone took the speed down a notch.


After an hour or so of chatting and making lewd jokes, I noticed most of
the women had lost their dresses somehow. One had a guy sucking either tit
and one on her pussy. I don't know about you guys, but I do like watching
straight sex. This one sex group was the catalyst, and guys were shedding
their clothes like crazy, and in a moment, there was a room full of horny
middle-aged bears with, I noticed significantly, not enough women. I
watched one guy on the couch slide forward, fat furry belly flattening out
and his cock pointing to the ceiling, and one of the slightly well-used
women climbed over him, and squatting, mounted his beautiful cock which
immediately began hammering her. Other guys to her side, reached down and
felt the cock sliding in, jacking off, feeling her tits, and her pussy,
fingers sliding in beside the cock.


I walked over closer, hard as a rock now, and Chuck sidled over, "can you
fluff me Joe, just a little?" so I sat down beside one sexy lady, and took
his cock again in my mouth, holding onto his furry red-haired ass, and
began a beautiful slow suck. I squeezed his ass, stroking the fur, and then
reached down and took hold of his balls, stroking them gently as I bobbed
my head on his cock, slurping noisily, enjoying the thickness. Suddenly I
felt my own cock stroked by very soft hand, and the woman next to me was
enjoying my muscles, and long hard cock. I spread my legs, wondering what
might happen next. Unfortunately I wasn't able to suck for but a minute as
he shook and bucked, and pulled out. "Fuck, I was going to cum too!" He
said, surprised, and Ed reached over to feel his cock, Ed's own cock at
fully mast under his furry belly. I felt the Cialis start to kick in
suddenly – my nose got stuffy, and I felt a slight flush, and my cock was
now very hard, painfully perhaps.


Taylor of the beautiful dark brown cock came over with some of his buddies,
and I sat on the couch, hands on two cocks and took the black cock again
down my throat as my woman wandered off. Taylor was just an amazing dad,
black short beard, shaved head, thick like a wrestler. "Once you've had
Joe," he laughed along with his buddies. They were let me jack off
rock-hard cocks while they looked at the women, and one guy was so thick, I
really could only palm his cock, no way I could wrap my fingers around it.
I alternated sucking the three, watching more and more women riding, or
being ridden around me, men wandering around with their cocks jutting out,
almost comically. Taylor bent over, and asked if it was OK man if he fed me
a load? I nodded. I put both hands on his cockshaft, side by side like I
was praying, and started rubbing from base to tip, sucking the head
intensely.


I would take it slow, pushing the limber rod into my mouth until the tip
hit my throat, then I pushed it on in, hands on his groin, then pulling
back, still stimulated and stroked his shaft. I heard a woman walking by
say "He's praying to the cock!" but Taylor told her to "shut up and learn
something, it's GOOD!" I continued on like this for 10 minutes or so until
I felt something on my own cock – Ed had sidled up to the guys, and
spitting in his hand, started stroking my cock, stem to tip. Taylor was
laughing, and then stopped, began grunting, and I shoved his cock deep in
my mouth. I could feel his cock thicken, and then pulsing, he was pumping
cum straight in my throat and belly, which almost drove me over the top. I
touched Ed's hand, and he stopped jacking me, and I resumed sucking Taylor,
pulling out slightly to taste his cum.


"WhooEEEEE!" he yelled, clapping me on the back, "Any day brother!" he
said, walking off with his buddies, who were quietly jacking off still.
Taylor's cock never went soft! I leaned back, and gasped a bit and got on a
free couch space when Steve came over, big cock bouncing under his furry
belly, and said, looking somewhat frightened, "Can we talk?" I walked with
him through the orgy to a small room, and he said "I got some guys who like
to get fucked by big cock, you know, big." I nodded. "But, they don't like
all their friends to watch, you understand what I mean?" I nodded, "That
OK?" "Sure Steve..." "Look, in the first few rooms, guys will go in there,
and want to be fucked. Can you help a buddy out?" I grinned, "What's a
buddy for!" "I knew you would understand, being gay and all." He pulled my
wrist to follow him when a heavyset linebacker-type guy came over with a
plate and a straw.


"You want a bump?" He asked, looking down at a woman beside us taking cock
in both ends by red-faced horny, gasping dads. I took a long sniff, and
instantly my nose hurt. "Ow! Fuck!" Steve did the same, and Steve and
Martin, my new thick friend, both laughed, and I continued on with Steve.
First my nose was stuffy, now it was stinging, and very distracting. In the
side room there were a couple of guys waiting, jacking off. Very masculine
straight guys, naked, thick bodies but not worked out. Very much football
players that had stopped, gotten married with three kids and let themselves
thicken up, beautiful slightly fat sexy middle-aged men. The bump hit my
head. I picked the hairiest one, who stared at my chest and arms like I was
an apparition, and just became super-aggressive (if you can imagine, much
more than my ordinary completely take charge state), pulling on his hips to
turn him over and barked at him to assume the position by the couch.


Big Steve grabbed a smaller one, and spun him around, pushing the top of
his back down onto a couch. Beautiful, two thick hairy asses pointing to
us. I had to eat it mine, I was ravenous. I spread his hole and started
licking and fucking my tongue in, no subtlety or pause, slurping in a
circle around his hole, spitting on it then aggressively pushing one and
two fingers, twisting around hard. As I felt the poor guy tense up I
slapped his ass and told him to push and loosen up for a fucker. On a
coffee table behind us there was everything you needed, and I grabbed a big
bottle of lube, still working his hairy hole as I watched goose pimples
raise the fur up on his lower back. I watched myself lubing him up with
shaking hands, any sense of proportion or consideration having flown out
the window with my bump, and all I could think of was fucking this huge fat
ass!


I got my cockhead at his hole, then sliding three fingers out immediately
slammed my cock into his asshole, right to the hilt in one go, feeling my
big meat rearranging his insides pronto as he yelled out. Oh my god, that's
what I wanted! Fat hairy ass up against my hips, cock sliding in the greasy
hole to the bottom getting them to whimper and squeal. Steve had done the
same with his smaller guy, and both of them were whimpering and begging to
be raped harder. I wanted that whimpering and begging sound more and more,
my focus sharpening in and out oddly. Looking down, everything became very
detailed – the individual hairs on his ass, the way his ass-lips pulled
back out of their hole over my cockshaft, the feeling of my cockhead
sliding along his anal canal and popping inside him to hit his colon.
Looking over watching Steve fucking, I synchronized with him, and it felt
for a moment like I was fucking both men, my cock was Steve's cock, that I
was buried in a mountain of fat hairy male ass.


I looked at Steve who was grunting, and I leaned over slightly, needing
more. Steve practically jumped in my mouth with his kiss, delicious slurpy
tongue going crazy as we fucked side-by-side, and I noticed the third guy
jacking off like crazy watching us, open-mouthed with the violence of the
fucking. From the slow-motion of the main room, this room was revving up to
high gear, and I broke a sweat from the intense fucking. We broke off for a
moment, and continued fucking like jackhammers, the poor guys "ahh ahh
ahh"ing from the assault as we watched waves of fat fur and muscle undulate
with each of our slams. I leaned down, and pulled on the rock-hard fat cock
of my bottom, and one arm around his belly, began whacking him off as I
humped and heaved my cock in his ass, suddenly obsessed with making him
cum.


And as he gasped, my hand was suddenly covered with gushing hot cum, and I
milked him harder, painfully whacking his balls with my fist. He began
sobbing almost, howling, and I took that hand of cum, and reached over and
squeezed Steve's cock on the out-stroke, and then mine. I continued fucking
the guy now after he'd cum, begging me for more, when I felt a heat in my
cock suddenly. Electric trickles ran over the head and shaft, my entire
mind focused on the orgasm sensation but a part of me knew if I didn't
stop, I'd shoot all my load and may have to rest! I decided to shoot, when
Taylor's buddies walked in, "Oooh, I want some man ass to fuck too!" he
said, and I lost focus, distracted by thinking of that beautiful cock in my
throat again. Carver, the one who's cock was too big for me to really jack
off, walked over to me, "Can I take a shot stud?" He asked, and I pulled my
cock out of the electric hole slowly, shaking slightly, needing to cum!


He shot a few spurts of lube on his cock, and slammed his unreal thick meat
into the hairy hole, and the poor guy, I thought he was going to die.
"Joe," Steve whispered, as we watched Taylor's other buddy bend the third
guy over the couch and start fucking. His big brown belly bounced and
slammed against that hairy ass, it was unbelievably hot and sleazy, a
roomful of fucking. Steve said again "Joe, play with my asshole." I lubed
my hand, and slid it between his hairy flexing cheeks as he bucked against
his fuckbuddy. I rotated stroked his hole, then pushed in slightly. He
gritted his teeth and groaned, "That's it Joe. Joe, thumb in. I want to
fuck you too. I want you to fuck me. Come on Joe,
fuckmenowjoefuckmeiwantit" Steve was kind of manic fucking harder and
bending over to get more fingers crammed in his ass while looking at me. I
felt his asshole kind of squeeze and kiss at my finger as I touched it
more, and I was manic too, needing to cum, and I shoved my finger in.


"Ah! Cum, Fuck!" Steve said, and I pulled my fingers out and stepped behind
him, his hairy ass against my groin. I put my arms around his thick furry
torso, and squeezed him while he continued fucking, and hunching my hips, I
pushed my cockhead up against his asshole. He had back hair to really rub
your belly with as he bucked and twitched. "Fuck me Joe, Fuck me.
Fuckmefuckme. Quick!" Steve begged, and all I could think about was fucking
him. Suddenly, there was a huge "Pop" sound next to us, and everyone
fucking looked over. Carver had pulled out of his bottom, and the bottom's
hole did not close! I popped out of Steve's ass, and let him go to look
close. It was a huge gaping red maw there, and even I was surprised. "Ohh,
Fuck," Steve whined, and then the room started slowing down again, my bump
was wearing off.


Steve slowly reached over, still fucking his guy, and pushing his fingers
together, tried to push his entire wet hand into the gaping hole. I swear
if he hadn't been fucking it may have gotten in, we were all bug-eyed at
the huge gaping ass. Steve almost got off-balance, and then the guy he was
fucking began wailing. Steve's attention snapped back, and soon he was
fucking like a demon, as the man shrieked and groaned that he was "Cumming
fucker!" That man had enjoyed himself, a pool of cum accumulating on the
floor under his cut cock and big balls. Steve tried again to get his hand
in the guy still bent over, quietly shaking, but couldn't - of course not,
but it was amazing seeing someone so wide open. "Carver, you cum?" Steve
asked, almost stuttering. "Fuck me. Fuck me now." He pulled out of his
bottom, bent over, grabbing his ankles, in front of Carver.


I felt this session was spinning slightly out of control, but Carver simply
grabbed Steve's hips, and shoved his huge cock in the furry asshole. Steve
screamed, but didn't pull away, and after a moment, he started pushing
himself back on Carver's huge cock, and begging for more. I moved around
Steve and crouched down, jacking his huge cock that was dangling and
bobbing, hard and dripping precum. "Careful," he hissed, "You'll make me
cum!" I kept hearing that from him. Steve let out a yell, and pulled off of
Carver, "Fuck you're big! That's one big cock. Fuck!" Steve was jumping up
and down from foot to foot, holding his ass. "Fuck! I need a bump." Carver
started into the big hairy guy beside him, and I decided this was a bit too
impersonal, though sleazy and fun, and told Steve and the group, I needed
to take a piss. Steve was fucking my bottom again as I walked away, running
into Ed in the main room again.


"Methinks a family problem beckons," he began, slurring slightly. "The
father is willing, but the son's flesh is weak." I knew from Shakespeare to
the Gospel of Mark, why do I know these things. I saw the chubby sex muscle
cub from the shower, the Dad had him lined up with a whore, sitting by her.
They definitely were slowed by the Ambien, and I noticed more than a few
younger guys who looked in shock around the room, their Dads fucking like
bulls. I sat by them, and listened to them. Dad wanted to "To teach him how
to fuck, like his granddad had done him." This dad and son had surprisingly
nice cocks hard – very thick at the base, tapering up to the tip, really
nice to fuck and open a hole, beautiful on their hairy bodies. Marcie was
the woman's name, who was a young as TJ, but I could see TJ wanted to get
away. And he watched me. "Hey TJ, can I get you a drink?" I asked, "Come
with me."


Ted, was the dad, who began pawing Marcie then. We walked over to the bar,
and he looked gloomy. I leaned over, having had no Ambien and the coke
having worn off, and whispered in his ear. I could only think to say, "Now
it's your turn for my dick and ass. I know you like it." He looked at me,
"I knew you'd see I was gay." We talked for a bit, about my 6th sense, the
gaydar, and I asked what he really wanted, my arm draped over his furry
shoulder. He looked up at me with the biggest brownest eyes, and looked
down, then said I was the most beautiful dad he'd ever seen. I thanked him,
trying to get off the adoration subject but he was woozy, and he began to
stroke my muscles, squeezing my tits, holding my shoulders. He begged me to
pick him up, which I did easily, his bearded face resting against my neck.
Ted came over, slurring his speech slightly as I let TJ slide back to the
ground, saying "Son, you're not going to let me down? I got Marcie all
ready for ya!"


I decided to jump right in. "Ted, TJ wants a fuck, but he wants a fuck with
a guy." TJ looked shocked, and stared at his dad, his skin going completely
dead white. Ted assumed a blank look – not surprise or shock, one simply of
little wheels turning in his head, not turning to fast because of the booze
and pills. "Son I love you, but I don't know how to show you gay sex! I can
show you pussy!". He brightened up, "Promise you and mom that you're gonna
marry a nice guy and make lots of grandbabies for your mom and me." He
reached out, big naked Dad, hardon up at full mast, and grabbed his hairy
son, wrapping his arms around him. "I love you son!" And the two woozy men
started kissing, and sniffling. Steve reappeared, and some guys milled
around us, watching the hugging and kissing, odd for the raw sex in the
room. "Now Joe wants to help out. So what do we do. Well," I said, "First
you have to understand man's ass."


I climbed up on the couch, ass in air, a couple more guys behind me, TJ
right there. "Touch my hole." I said, and TJ did, and tried to shove his
finger in. "No, No." Stroke it a little. Tease it. This ain't working." I
stood up, and made Ted get on the couch. Ted was such a loving dad, he'd do
anything for his son, the greatest thing in his life. So Ted leaned down
uncomfortably, and I told Steve to give him a bump. He hustled Mitch over
while I leaned down and with my tongue sticking out, took a bit sloppy lick
of Ted's hot tush. Not big, but it was hairy – the kind of thick guy who's
ass disappears as he gets older. TJ was standing there, in shock, and then
to add fuel to the fire, Ted sniffed a bump in front of his son. I leaned
over and spread his father's ass more open, and asked TJ if he ever saw the
hole of the man that made him.


Mitch was trying to get everyone to do another bump, but I declined, but TJ
didn't. His eyes watered, and he grunted, sniffling, and then leaned over
to look at his Dad's hole. It was nice and hairy, and licking my finger, I
rolled around the rim of the sensitive anal tissue getting some deep groans
from Ted. I took TJ's hand, and put his finger in my mouth to wet it, and
then held it up to his Dad's asshole and worked his finger all around. He
shuddered slightly, and starting to pant, rolled is finger around and
around as his Dad said, "Fuck that's good guys, keep on!" I told TJ he
could push the tip into it, Ted groaned, and spread his legs. His big balls
hung down, and a thick glob of precum dripped out as he shivered, and said,
I'm fucking horny guys, get on with it! Ted relaxed enough now, guys
watching silently as his son, whom everyone assumed was straight, started
pushing his thick forefinger into his dad's asshole, in and out.


I took his hand and twisted it. Ted yelled out, so I grabbed some nearby
lube gooed up that hole good, and as TJ pushed and twisted tentatively, I
pushed a finger in right by him, rotating intently to stimulate his anus,
then pushed in deep. Ted was arching his back, whispering "Oh fuck!" so I
pushed in two fingers, then three until he grunted. "Now TJ, I'm gonna fuck
your dad, so watch." I pulled TJ back, and pushed my cock up to the wet
hairy hole, looking up at the expanse of fur on his dads back, and pushed
my hard cockhead into just the hole. Ted yelled "Fuck, that hurts, son!" so
I let it rest for a second, explaining to TJ his dad get used to it just
like he would. I said out loud that I wished I had poppers... seeing if
something would happen. My cock slid further into Ted, who found it not at
all unpleasant, and a woman kind of crawled up and settled on the back of
the couch.


"MMMM!" Ted said, and began rolling his tongue between the folds of her
pussy, pausing to suck her clit. I pushed in at that stage deep to the
root, his fat hairy ass up against my groin, and I began a nice rhythmic
fuck, feeling all his insides, popping his inner hole in and out, and
reaching down to feel his rock-hard cock and thick balls. I kept on going
while Ted got more and more frantic eating that pussy, so I decided he was
ready for more. I pulled out and slapped Ted's ass, and turned him over.
His cock was pretty limber, and lying up over his fat furry belly. I got on
my knees in front of him, as the woman repositioned her pussy over his
mouth, and I looked at the cock. it was perfect for sucking, and I did my
best, both hands corkscrewing up the shaft as I slurped the head
forcefully, milking the shaft back and forth until he was popping in and
out of my throat with grunts each time – hard to get it fully in because
the base was so thick.


I felt fur against my back as a heavy groin lay on my shoulder, a guy
jacking off rubbing on my muscles. "TJ," I said, "I fucked and sucked your
dad, now it's your turn." I turned to TJ and standing up, pulled him back
around to the couch beside his dad, pushing him down with his big ass in
the air. It was meaty, good, and rimmed him for a while, while he shook and
grunted at me. "Ever been fucked?" I asked out loud, and a few people
chuckled. TJ responded "Uh, well." I pushed some lubed up fingers in his
hole, and he certainly had never fucked, but his dad had. I positioned my
cock at his hole, and shoved it in, listening to the woman Ted was sucking
start to cum. TJ yelled and bucked, they always do, and told me to stop, so
I paused, but in his brain-addled state, he immediately reached around and
spread his hairy asscheeks wide and begged me to rape him, in front of
everyone.


I did so, with more control than earlier, sliding my cock in his deep
canal, slowly pulling out, then slamming in over and over. Marcie was now
wailing, and looked like juice was squirting out over Ted's face, what a
racket! Ted was jacking himself off frantically now, the bump in full force
as he started tensing his muscles up. I pulled out of TJ, who said
"Whaaa,?" and he looked over, his father getting full-force pussy juice as
Marcie came over and over on his expert mouth, long thick tongue up her
twat. I pulled TJ back, his left leg over his father's leg, and then it was
the moment of truth. "OK, now you are stretched. Your father can fuck you
now." The people around us froze as they realized what I had engineered.
Marcie was getting up off Ted's wet face, and Ted looked dazed and
red-faced as I aimed his cock at TJ's asshole. I put my hand on TJ's
shoulder, and shoved him down.


His father's cock pushed in, getting thicker as I shoved him down harder,
until I had to put both hands on his shoulders, and the entire shaft got up
in his ass. Father and son looked at each other in shock, trembling, and I
put my arms around TJ's chest. I lifted him up slightly, and shoved him
down again on his dad's cock, his dad open-mouthed with fear, shock, lust.
I began literally fucking his 200-lb son up and down on his cock, as he
began shaking, "Nooooo!!!" and wailing. Finally, he barked out the classic,
"Son, I'm going to pump you full of the juice that made you" and his hips
came to life. He started bucking his cock up in TJ, harder and harder so I
let TJ go, and finally, both of them grunting, TJ, having laid down with
his father's arms around him getting reamed out, Ted emitted a powerful,
deep groan "Eeeeuuuuhhhhh!!!!" and sat there while we watched his cock
pumping cum, volley after volley into his son's asshole.


In a moment, he began short strokes, his cock still pulsing. I couldn't
take it, and I kneeled again and pushed my face up to his son's hole and
sucked the cum dripping out from his own dad. It was the best! I was just
slurping and gobbling that hole when he pulled off his dad finally, giving
me a huge load to lick up. I was gone, absolutely no inhibitions. I felt
something wet on my ass and Steve was behind me, fingering my hole, and
before I knew it, he had me down on the floor, and trying to slide his cock
in me. Now I knew how big he was – he must have been 250-280 pounds of
furry muscle-fat, and his cock felt like a barber pole. He got in my hole,
and from his frantic shoving, I knew he had done another bump. He started
slam fucking me against the floor, which was not entirely comfortable, but
I had something in mind. I got my arms underneath me, and to his surprise
pushed myself up.


TJ was still sitting on his dad, the two in a deep shaking embrace, and I
told TJ to turn around on his dad's cock. Ordeal. TJ lifted a leg, trying
to squat and not lose the still-hard meat, and kind of crawled over his dad
until he was lying with his back on his dad's belly, his own cock pointing
up with his dad still deep inside him. Perfect. I Stuart was fucking me,
when I leaned forward and started sucking on TJ, getting my tongue inside
his foreskin, shoved roughly back and forth while I tried to do his
beautiful teen cock justice. I got some of it in my mouth, then finally
going down deep on it, I got most of it in, feeling Stuart's hairy body on
my back, his hips fucking hard against my ass. It was perfect, and Stuart
reached around to play with my cock, jacking me roughly. That's all I
needed, a thick cock down my throat, huge one up my ass, and I began
bucking and slurping, feeling that electric feeling again, waves of
tingling in my crotch and back.


Finally I gasped, the cum I had needed for hours began erupting from
crotch, my cock and sprayed all over the fucking place. I would have been
screaming and barking out loud from the sensation but I was still choking
down on TJ's cock. At this point, I was shooting all over Stuart's hand,
Stuart himself crying out and with even harder slams, started filling my
ass. He must shoot very far, because I could feel the jets in my guts, and
squeezed almost all the air out of me as I looked up to see TJ's dad start
to hug him. TJ touched his dad's hands to his nipples, and that's all she
wrote. TJ's face grimaced, and he began shooting cum into my open throat,
filling me up way to fast as I began coughing and trying to catch my
breath. Cum everywhere, sandwiched between Stuart and TJ's Dad's huge legs,
it was all I could do to hold myself up as everyone started winding down.


Stuart had long since stopped shooting, but fuck, he was still hard as he
pulled out. I got up slowly, painfully, and pushed myself into a space
beside Ted, and annoyingly, Mitch came around and gave everyone a bump,
again! I thought all this party lacks from being in the 80's is Cindy
Lauper on MTV. I looked around and saw that the Ambien was really going
full blast with everyone, who were stroking, fucking, very sensually
touching, sucking and feeling. Stuart walked away where he saw that some
woman had a free asshole as she humped on a big daddy, and he crouched and
began fucking again. More than a couple of men were getting fucked while
they were fucking a woman, but the party was winding down. It had long
passed the moment of straight, bi, gay, it was a roomful of people having
sex with each other the way it felt best for everyone, very relaxed, sweet.


A sweet big-titted girl came up to me and pulling over to another side of
the room, got her arm around "her gay muscle man", and was jacking me off
into the mouth of a very furry bearded musclebear. She was an expert with
her small hands stroking along my shaft. She also knew what to do with
fingernails, scratching lightly giving me the shivers, and pulling on my
balls to make the cum build up. The man was finally begging, tongue lolling
out, and my mistress pulled a big load for his furry mouth, and he lapped
it up like it was mother's milk, falling back in a sleepy daze afterwards.
She and I kissed for a while, she was good, and Taylor came over. I was
completely dizzy now, totally sexed up and ready for anything. He crouched
down a little over Vera, and I looked down closely as he rubbed his
cockhead on her pussy. I reached over and felt his springy thick shaft, and
rubbed it on her clit as she gasped.


I pushed the head in a little, and he took hold of her big breasts,
kneading them as I pushed more of his cock in her loose red pussy. Guy if
you've never done something like this, I have to say I almost came watching
and feeling it. He leaned and hunched, and suddenly pushed all the way in
her as she screamed a tiny bit. He must have been at least 10", and I was
sure he would really damage something, but he pulled out and pulled my hand
to her pussy. I started jacking her off as Taylor pushed against her
asshole, and then suddenly was gliding right in like it was nothing, all
the way to the hilt. She was squirming and moaning against me as her lips
got soaking wet, making it easier and easier to jack her off, until after
so many minutes, I had her shaking and screaming, cumming in my arms as
that footlong brown shaft reamed her out.


He pulled out after she came, and held his cock up to me. Amazing, while
Vera sat there panting, I sucked her juices off his brown cockhead, and as
I had in the shower, got my mouth clamped just around the rim, shaking and
teasing his head as he yelled motherfucker. Surprise! Some guy came over
with a mason jar, and opened it up in my face. Poppers! I let Taylor's cock
go, and putting my mouth over the opening, huffed a huge load of poppers.
If you've never had 10 hits at once, it's quite a sensation. I grabbed
Taylor's cock again as he himself took a huge huff of poppers, and as my
mind melted, I opened my mouth wide as I could and pushed him in, in, in.
He pushed into my throat, groaning and looking around, seeing the huge slow
orgy, and I reached up to pull on his hairless balls. I took them in my
hand, circling them with my forefinger and thumb, pulling down as he began
yelling crazily, one of his legs beginning to shake as he completely lost
control of his body.


He gave me my third, or was it fourth, cum feeding of the night, blasting
juices in my mouth as I beat off my cock like crazy. Amazing, flooded with
cum, gulping it all down, it never seemed like it would stop. Suddenly I
noticed big Mitch was fucking Vera, and had reached over to jack me off at
the same time, and I simply began gushing, almost empty now, cum on his
hand. Veins on his head were bulging as he slammed and tensed, trying to
cum into Vera, and as he licked my cum off his hands he gurgled and froze,
feeding her juicy pussy with all his sperm. The room was very quiet now,
and Vera slowly moved away, and I as I rested, I suddenly kind of "woke up"
and noticed flashing lights as the troopers left the premises leaving
almost two dozen sleazy, sleepy furry football dads in the room. The cum
cub TJ from earlier was curled up against his hairy dad.


A number of men, and with some sort of silent signal, took a few of the
younger guys, and me, and half pulled half dragged us out of the room to
the outdoor field. The moon was practically gone, not at all like I had
seen it over a week ago, and it was just the field lights. On a grassy
spot, a couple of big guys – I mean 300lb big – sat on TJ with his ass in
the air. Big Steve shoved his cock in him, and the cub resisted, his father
watching on, strutting with his big hardon looking proud as a rooster. Big
Steve fucked him hard and soft for maybe ten or fifteen minutes, when
another dad came up and began fucking TJ. A couple more men tried to hold
me down, and I told them to relax. They got me on my back and pretended to
wrestle my legs up. Well. It was consensual. At this stage, facing TJ, and
listening to a few yells nearby from the other younger guys getting fucked,
we were itchy grass, each getting reamed out by a few of the men, most of
the others jacking off and watching.


I told one of the giant hairy guys holding me to squat and feed me his ass.
He silently let a leg go, and lifting a thick fat leg, big calf, right over
my face, he squatted down, elbows on his knees, burying my face in his
enormous hairy ass. TJ was moaning next to me while I suckled that pucker –
it pooched out a little bit, and my huge guy grunted and rocked slightly,
getting me lots of asshole action over my face and beard. My legs were let
go, and setting them down slowly, I felt someone squat down over my cock,
and suddenly it was engulfed in a hairy, squeezing asshole. Big guy got up,
and it was Ted, TJ's dad. "Its too good to pass up Joe," he said, and
leaning back on his hands, hammered his hips up and down jamming my cock
deep into his asshole.


Tall red Chuck from the shower came by, and very woozily, got on his hands
and knees, and lifted a leg over my face positioning his cock over my
mouth. Very quietly, he pushed the head in my mouth, as I slurped it,
tasting his dried cum juices. He groaned and shivered as I worked the
sensitive head of his cock, well abused from the night's fucking, and he
lowered a little more gently until my mouth was full, and his lean belly
was against my forehead. He lifted and fucked back in, my tongue swirling
around the shaft, Ted bucking up and down on my cock as I heard more guys
grunting and bellowing out around me. This seemed to go on forever, when
Chuck wordlessly started gushing cum in my mouth. "It's true," he said,
"fuck that mouth is hot." He pulled off and a moment later, Mr. Talky from
the shower came by.


Ted got off my cock to stagger over to his son, who was lying there after a
few of the guys had fucked him, and sat on his son's cock. I got on my
elbows and Mr. Talky stood over me, jacking off. I rearranged myself, and
on my knees took his cock in my mouth and began sucking with both hands,
corkscrewing his shaft and slurping on the head. I paused to run my finger
around under the foreskin, and I heard another yell as Stuart pulled out
from one of the other boys, "Don't wanna cum yet!" and he stood up jacking
off. Seeing me with Talky, Stuart came over, and I suddenly had two furry
dads, big dicks out, letting me suck back and forth, jerking and doing my
best. I slurped Stuart's cock deep in my throat, and he grabbed my head
while Talky watched, and grunting, "Gotta cum!" he barked, finally. He
didn't have much left, a few hot squirts, and he staggered back, falling to
his knees. I jacked off Talky then, wishing we had the poppers jar.


He fell to his knees by me also, kissing me and we jacked off together. I
finally got him to shake, and shudder a bit, a dry cum, and he rested back
against Stuart. The fuck bottoms appeared at one point, Taylor and his
buddies, then TJ and his Dad came over, and the two of them snuggled
against me, then the big 300-pounder guys and more of the other men kind of
made there way into this big pile of fur and flesh, all cuddling up against
each other. Ed looked around for a way to get to me, but finally sat down,
and leaned back on the ground. It was a balmy 85 or so out, and windless. I
finally fell asleep, no Ambien, and woke with the sun, hearing voices in
the shower room nearby. I was crusted with god knows what – cum, pussy
juice, lube, dust, and aching from the overdrive of the previous evening,
I'd never taken on a full prime-meat kind of football team like that. Fuck.
I just lay there, wondering where I'd get breakfast, and how I could ever
possibly thank Ed. Bastrop!





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About the Author: texbearjoe

texbearjoe began his notorious writing on usenet via soc.motss in the '80's
and evolved with internet through the subsequent decades with twists and
turns on websites, blogs, published books, private and public social
networks, and virtually every avenue possible for new media. He's visible
with photos and videos, and very chatty on bigmusclebears.com as well as
texbearjoe.tumblr.com, and you may contact him directly at
texbearjoe@gmail.com or through texbearjoe on the growlr app, and you can
follow him @texbearjoe on twitter.

These stories are quite literally diaries of his experiences, though per
disclaimer, names, places, and events may have been changed to protect the
innocent (or the guilty). He is, indeed, co-incident and identical to the
main protagonist in his writing, which perhaps gives them their unique
flavor. One day, when you will least expect it, you will meet him in his
travels.