Date: Fri, 08 Jan 2016 15:01:21 -0000
From: Joe Francis <texbearjoe@gmail.com>
Subject: Timberfell Stories: Massage

Timberfell Stories

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I got back to Timerberfell from the Planetarium by way of picking up a New
York times at a local newsstand, (no fond memories), and quick workout at a
gym I always went to and arriving at the inn, the Hollow where the pool was
cast in shade already. I made my way up to the main lodge, and sat outside
reading the paper and chatting with men who walked by – it was sizing up to
be an amazing Dad weekend. A couple of the breakfast men I met said hello,
where was I all day, people were talking about me at the pool, about Mr.
Big. I told them I took an educational trip to the Planetarium. Guys were
so nice, and were very curious about the Planetarium. I told them I grew up
nearby, and knew lots of day trip things to do for fun, and one thing led
to another, and I was told clearly if I knew day trip places, PLEASE gather
a few of the guys to come along.

Cocktails were served, and I made the round of introductions to the new
additions, and my mind drifted back to Jed and Hale – I got very horny
again. My breakfast buddies introduced me to more guys, and I ended up
promising a dozen or so men to bring them along for sightseeing, but was
wondering how to get a bus! It was a far cry from people being quiet and
uncomfortable when I was naked, and I ended up being Mr. Concierge.  Guy
asked if I knew anyone that did massage, and a lightbulb went on over my
head – that's what I wanted that evening, a massage. I looked up Christian
on my phone, and texted him and asked if he still did massage at
Timberfell, and sure enough he did, did I want two- or four-hand, and
inside our outside.

Well. I wanted it all of course. Christian was a complete stud. About
six-two, maybe 240, big bear of a man, huge hands, crazy beard. We agreed
for an 9pm massage outdoors, he knew of a quiet area near the geodesic dome
where he could set up some torches and give me a wonderful session. I
actually wished it was by the pool spa, being an exhibitionist, but you
can't have everything. The bar opened around 9pm, so I waited there and had
a French-75 – the barman had never heard of it – a mixture of gin and
sparkling wine (usually champagne). Christian got there, and I followed him
down to a small nook in the woods, and he set up some lighting, and there I
was listening to crickets and night birds. I took my clothes off, and Chris
took his off, luscious.

He had big arms, and big hands, my hands felt tiny in his, big thighs and
ass, round bell, light fur all over, beautiful sucking cock. The first time
I had a Christian session, he made very clear he liked to swallow. He got
hard immediately giving a massage, and you could play with him, suck him,
do anything you liked to his ass, but one of the big focuses of the session
was you cumming and feeding him loads. It occurred to me this was to be
four hands, and Christian said his usual partner was not available that
evening, but he believed something would come along. Hmm! I lay down on the
table, and he started with my feet. First of course was deep work, the toe
joints, the arch, ball of my foot, but then he put my big toe in his mouth,
and sucking it, his fat tongue rolling all over my feet, he continued to do
deeper work.

More and more of my foot went into his mouth, and I felt his beard along my
leg and inner thigh, toe after toe going in his mouth, then his teeth
grated my feet as he worked my Achilles tendon gently, and calf while he
sucked my toes loudly, licking and leaning between each toe, and I began
shivering with the sensation. Five minutes and the second foot, same
treatment, really relaxing me then tensing from the sucking, back and
forth, then both my big toes went in his mouth and he began really working
on my calves deeply, thumbs digging in and all sorts of tension leaking
out. He had a small oil heater, which he dipped his hands into and started
on my feet all over again with oil, getting very slippery and hot, then
back to my calves.

I heard someone say in the background, "Here he is," then sounds of people
walking away, and then nothing but nature, and the gentle woosh of
Christian on my legs. His hands slid forward, between my thighs, then
separating them, working the inner parts, and he lifted my hips, swept his
hand down so my cock was pointing straight down. He worked my hams quite
hard, from the connection behind my knee up to my ass, then oiling his
hands again, stroked my cock, up to my asshole, back and forth gently, then
digging in to the sides of my ass, pressed a finger against, but not in my
asshole. Suddenly, my feet were back in his mouth as he massaged my asshole
and cock somehow along with my glutes, my entire lower-body vibration now.

He rubbed up against me, and put his cock and balls in my hand, filling
them perfectly. His cock was short enough to completely fit in my hand, and
as I clasped it, he poured oil in my hand and fucked it, his belly touching
my sides as he moved around me, starting to work my lower back top-down. I
love my hands worked, and holding fur, holding a cock, balls, fingering
someone's mouth, asshole, so I felt wonderful. He was very rhythmic,
fucking my hand as he stroked my lower back, and hit my L4-L5 area which
was sensitive – bad disc. I heard more speaking, and the rustle of men
walking up, but not walking away. Christian spread his legs slightly, and I
was still getting my hand fucked, and I felt his balls pull away, very very
gently.

My face was against a pad, you see, on the massage table, so I didn't see
anything. Christian continued working up, then abruptly changed and moved
to my other side, and he said "Here" to someone, and I felt hands on my
inner thighs, and stroking my cock. Christian was now on the upper right
quadrant of my back, and the other hands were mirroring him, having stroked
my asshole, then moving up, and they were good professional hands. I felt
another cock in my left hand, about the same size as Christian, but no
belly against me as he leaned over, but definitely fur. Christian traced up
my spine, then Hands did the same, same intensity, and then Christian put
his cock in my right hand, Hands now back in my left, both of them fucking.

I heard Christian murmur "Uh-huh," and paused, then I felt hands on my ass
again, and a thumb slide towards my asshole, then a second, both men
circling around and around my asshole massaging it, their other hand on my
shoulder blade now working up to my traps. More men were going to the Bar,
I heard talking in the distance, and then closer up a deeper voice said to
others, "I want that!" and gentle laughter and walking away. I heard
someone walk up and now walk away. Hands pulled my left arm out, then
Christian my right, making it loose and then they started on my delts, both
saying "damn daddy", and then I felt huge hands on my triceps. "I could
just cum feeling them" hands said, and then they worked their way down my
forearm to my hands, and I got goosebumps.

If you want to drive me insane, massage my hands. Each finger was lovingly
stretched and massaged, my wrists, then every square inch touched and
squeezed until I felt my fingers put in mouths. Christian was so oral, and
I have small hands, so he grunted, and I felt my entire hand go in his
mouth. He paused, I felt him shiver, and a quick vibrating motion which I
took for him jacking off. Hands said "wow" and he did the same for my hand,
but not in his mouth, entirely. After that, though, he stroked my palm
against his body the contours of his furry chest, big belly, then over his
short, uncut fat cock, and then between his legs, cupping his balls,
rubbing my hands over and over. I was in ecstasy. I heard a distinct
fwap-fwap sound of someone jacking off, and Christian and Hands both
started in on my neck, and my head, raising goosepimples again.

"Jesus, your traps Joe," Christian said, trying to really get in, but they
are big hard solid masses of muscle. I felt Christian dripping sweat on me
he had been working very hard for a little over a half hour by this point,
and my balls ached. I had been thinking of Hale and Jed all day, listening
to music that brought back memories, and then this massage, no release.
"OK," Christian said, and I felt a cloth placed on my head. "Roll over Joe,
but no peeking." He and Hands helped me, and I turned over, face covered by
the cloth. My cock flopped up against my leg, then my groin, and Hands
said, "Well, it's not true what they say about small hands." He had a New
York accent I decided. I heard more men walking, and someone said, "Nice",
but didn't walk away.

Hands and Christian now started differently on my, asymmetrically – Hands
back near my feet, Christian on my chest. Hands said, "What do you..." and
then they both were working on my chest together. "This is Prime Beef,"
Christian said, and I felt another pair of cool hands on my cock, starting
to stroke it. Christian said, "Use the oil," and the hands came back hot
and slick. Hands and Christian both put their cocks back in my hands,
fucking against them, and worked over my biceps, and I heard someone suck
in their breath, and the fwapping stopped. Christian, in a flash, stopped,
and I heard leaves rustle, and the sound of slurping and swallowing, and a
faint high-pitched groan to once side. It was another minute before
Christian was back, and I heard a distinct small burp from him and Hands
snickered.

The third pair of hands on my cock stroked up, then down, like a metronome,
slowly, and luxuriously, feeling my balls and pulling them then with just
the tip of a finger going around and around the rim of my cock making me
twitch. My cock was growing more and more sensitive – not ready to cum, but
just getting over-stimulated. Hands and Christian were now working my abs,
feeling the separations, and then I had six hands on my groin, stroking my
cock and balls and gently the folds between my balls and legs, then further
down, leaving the third pair of hands on my cock. Christian and Hands very,
very gently pulled my knee up so my legs were bent, giving them better
access to my balls, and asshole, which they continued to work slowly,
methodically, while Third hands struggled to be able to reach around.

To my surprise, a Fourth started back on my chest, and traps, squeezing
more than massaging, and I wondered how he walked up without my hearing. I
suddenly heard Christian crouch in the leaves again, and more slurping and
swallowing sounds, I wondered how many men were there! Hands pulled my legs
up more, and I felt a bearded mouth touch my ass, and a thick fat tongue
slosh across my asshole, and Hands continued to hold one leg back,
massaging my asshole until Christian came back, when both legs were raised.
"Multiple" Christian said, and slowly, very slowly pushed a finger in my
asshole as I relaxed it completely. Hands tried to push in a fat finger,
and it slid in easily, "Fister?" I heard him whisper, "No, just really
trained." Christian said, and both men started sliding fingers in and out
of my asshole in syncopation.

I felt only one hand from four now, and that was vibrating slightly as he
jacked off feeling my muscles, and three became more insistent on my cock.
Hand said, "His nut's hard," Christian saying, "its been about an hour,
Joe's about to die about now I guess." I felt something like a tube push
down over my cockhead and I was about to die, it was unbelievable, as
sensitive as I was, and my right leg started shaking. "Ooh! He's like my
pup!" Hand said, continuing to massage my ass, legs, and asshole, my leg
shaking and Christian said to someone, "Hold it so I can swallow it." He
then lunged away again, leaves rustling, and I heard a strangled grunt from
Four, and one hand pressed down hard on my chest, and Christian was
slurping and, yes, distinctly gagging on a cock, must have been a long one.

Shit, he had three loads already and I had none! "It's not fair," I
laughed. Christian walked back and I heard more guys come up, talking
loudly, and I realized the massage was about over. "Daddy!" one said, and I
felt more hands on my now, and Three started jacking me off in earnest,
while Hands started a very intense massage on my prostate. That was it.
"Christian," hands said, and I heard leaves rustle and suddenly a beard
against my belly, and Three continued to jack and I grunted, cum boiling up
out of my cock into Christian's mouth. I shot one load, which felt very
hot, and then Hands really started grinding against my prostate, with each
shove pushing another spooge of cum into Christian, and then Four's hands
were gone. Christian said, "let him recharge, he's fast," which I thought
was quite kind.

More hands were roaming over me, and I couldn't differentiate them anymore,
but nobody touched my cock, I felt Christian kind of batting them away,
while Hands continued to lovingly stroke my body, having exited my asshole.
This went on for some minutes, then I heard Christian rustle in leaves
again, "Here man," he said, and slurping sounds ensued. Hands leaned over,
and said, "You are wonderful, and kissed me on the lips, his beard playing
on my neck and chest lightly and he pulled away the cloth. Usually when
something like that happens, I'm blinded, even inside a room, but it was
night, the sky deep midnight blue, and I looked around. There were a dozen
guys jacking off, stroking each other, and Christian was on his hands and
knees, slurping some hot cocks, one in each hand and one in his mouth.

Hands startled me. Christian was in his late-40's but Hands was probably
around 20-25, and a giant. He must have been 300lbs, probably 6'2 or so,
and a great smile. He had big arms and shoulders, like a linebacker that
had a good layer of winter fat, hot belly, and fur up over his chest, and
shoulders. Modest sized cock, cut and just perfect, big ballsac, and very
sturdy legs. "Hi Daddy" he said, continuing to stroke me, and Christian
gurgled swallowing down the fourth load. "I'd massage you all day" Hands
said, continuing to stroke me with his big hands, along with five other
guys. I didn't want to shoo them away, but I tried to sit up finally, and
"I'm Dino," my big Italian guy said, positioning between my legs. I felt
like he could just pick me up and carry me off.

He hugged me, and his huge wide bulk just kind of wrapped around me, and
his slick hand felt down between us and grabbed my cock, pulling it back
up. He started jacking me off against his cock, and I looked up as he
kissed my, his black beard touching again against my neck and upper chest.
Guys kind of melted away from me as Dino wrapped around me, jacking me off,
and he then put a hand on my chest, pushing me back on the massage table,
and pulled a leg up over his shoulder. I wasn't prepared, but he simply
pulled me over like a doll, and in a quick motion, lifted my ass, and set
it down on his cock which popped right inside me, startling me. He rolled
his eyes back, and I saw ripples over his muscles for a moment, as he
pulled me on his cock and started fucking.

There are short cocks that jam against your prostate hard, and there are
ones that just fill your hole and rectum up, stretching perfectly, that was
his. It felt exactly his thumb had been massaging my nut as he fucked me on
the massage table, my whole body swaying as the table flexed. I hear more
grunting and slurping, and Dino bore down on me, starting to fuck me hard,
most of his body weight now swinging and slamming into my ass, hitting my
joy spots perfectly. Goosepimples came over me, and Dino took hold of my
shoulders, holding me and shoving down on his cock, holding his hips
motionless. I'm very hard to make feel like a puppet – 250lbs of muscle,
but he did it, and someone said to one side, "I'd be afraid of that!" as
Dino expertly massaged my ass with his cock.

He dug his thumbs into my deltoids at exactly the right spot to send waves
of wonderful sensation in my shoulders, then slightly lower, into my chest.
I was in ecstasy as he fucked me harder, and as someone walked by it was
only then I realized that his legs were so long that he could easily fuck
me on the table, a huge solid hairy stud, he suddenly reminded me of a
young pirate. "Christian," finally, he said, looking over – "Joe's going to
pop again soon." I was going to say something, but he really was playing my
body like a piano, and reaching down, he shoved a thumb up beside his cock,
and grinned, "Yep." He suddenly doubled his fucking speed, and Christian
got up on the table on all fours, and started on my cock. I reached for
his, but it was too awkward, and in any case, I was nearing orgasm again.

Christian pushed down, my cock pushing into his throat as he gagged and
retched, but he loved that, and started bobbing up and down on my cock. I
heard the murmur of several men around us, and it was very soon after that
I felt my cock beginning to erupt again, "You're right", Dino said, "He
does reload fast." Christian nodded, and I felt like it was two car
repairmen talking about a nice sports car. I sucked in air, and my whole
body tensed up slightly and I shot a small spurt into Christian.
Immediately he took hold of my cock with a hand, and squeezing it like
toothpaste from a tube, he milked another, and another, and another shot of
cum out of me as I twitched and danced on the table like I was epileptic.
It was too much sensation, especially after the massage, and I was suddenly
exhausted, and just relaxed onto the table.

Dino continued fucking me, more slowly now, a beautiful cocksman, stroking
my body. I saw him clench his jaw, and I realized was Bluto he looked like,
big and bearded and he slammed me on this cock and then I felt his hips
thrusting, and my asshole throbbing as he pumped a beautiful load into my
ass, dripping sweat on my suddenly. He seesawed, shoving in me a few more
times as Christian scrambled down to continue the suckfest, and then slow,
infinitesimally, pulled out of me with a pop. He pulled me back up and
hugged me, then picked me up, legs around his waist, kissing me, and let me
slide down, standing up. Christian stood up, grinning, and with a fist,
tapped his belly and burped again, walking over, and shook me by the neck
thanking me.

I was floating! I struggled with my clothes, mentally taking note that it
was stupid to walk out there fully clothed, and paid Christian, and asking
him to get close to me, asked him if I needed to pay Dino too. "Oh no, he
owes me Joe!" Christian laughed, "I should pay you, I ain't had a feeding
like that in years– they just swarm around you!" I picked up my clothes and
stuffed everything into my teeshirt, and tied knot in the bottom. Dino
looked at me, and his expression was slightly changed, maybe less
professional, and I asked him if I could buy him a drink. "No Daddy,
Christian told me all about you. I've dreamed of being able to take care of
a Daddy like you." With that, he took my hand, and pulled me firmly up to
the bar, and walking up the stairs, we went in and Dino asked me what I
wanted.

We had a beer together, and clicked bottles. Dino and I talked, and I
suddenly realized it was noisy, and looked around – the bar was full, I was
so completely absorbed by him I ignored everyone. I pulled Dino to one
side, and we sat on a bench in a quiet corner in the back, by a pool table,
and I put one of his big legs over mine and stroked the fur on his chest.
Dino leaned over and kissed me, and we ended up sitting there kissing as
the bar got more and more crowded. I didn't want the spell of the massage
to dissipate, and said "Dino, why don't we to somewhere quiet." We walked
across the campground, from the bar, by the pool, back to the main house,
stopping to kiss now and then, and finally back in my bedroom, Dino
wrestled me around to lie on top of him.

He couldn't stop massaging, and worked on my back as we squeezed against
each other, Dino fantasizing about having a big Daddy like me. "You know, I
only like older than me, and you are just perfect," he began. I fully
expected a story about his being the youngest, but quite the opposite. "My
Dad left my mom with five kids," he began feeling all the insertion points
of my upper body, starting with traps. "It wasn't easy," he continued, "I
dreamed of just, you know, just hanging out with Dad," starting now on my
chest again, "But all I got was high school, and a job at the same time in
a warehouse." He continued, "Truckers. I was horny as hell." He gently
worked my biceps now below my shoulders. "But I didn't know what the real
deal was Joe." He prodded my sternum.

"You ever been lonely, just wanted a hug?" he then moved me around like I
weighed 5 pounds. "I could just eat you up man. I can tell you cuddle." At
that, he scooted back in bed, and started jerking his cock a little bit. It
was bigger than it seemed, it was just his body was so big. He continued
talking and lifted me up over his cock holding it, and with his other hand,
spread my ass. "Come on, you know you like it Joe," and at that, he slipped
a finger in my asshole, and sliding it out, slid me down on his cock, as
easy as ringing a bell. "I like hanging out with you." I said, "I'm not
sure fucking the hell of me qualifies as hanging out." He laughed, "You're
funny" he said, and began bouncing me on his hips, his cock ramming into
me. He began working my quads with his big hands, "You have any sons
Daddy?" he said, getting into a nice easy fuck with his belly between my
legs.

"I bet they are as handsome as you, I'd love to fuck them too." He
continued bouncing into me, then his hands still slightly slick, pulled on
my cock. "That's a long one, I wish I mine was that long, but then, not
everyone could take it in their ass I bet." The conversation was really
meandering, and he was really hitting precisely the right spot in my ass.
"Feel good, that look on your face tells me yes." He started working on my
other quad, fucking me in a nice easy rhythm, just bouncing 250lbs up and
down like nothing. "I began fucking truckers when I was seventeen. They
thought I was older." He said, continuing, "They wanted to fuck me with my
big ass and little cock, but I wanted daddy ass." "Keep on talking, I said,
and I began jacking myself off as he worked on my legs.

"Don't cum Joe, I want to fuck for a while." Dino said, now stroking his
chest, and nipples. "Truckers like to get fucked. Bet it's because the sit
all day." Dino grunted and then got me to bounce up and as I bounced down,
thrust right up again, making a faster rhythm. "You like my cock Daddy Joe,
does it feel good?" He put his hand suddenly on my hips, and lifted me up,
leveraging on his elbows, and then thrust upwards slamming into me, and he
rolled his eyes and sighed. "Man your ass is perfect, muscle daddy ass. You
have any water?" I told him there was a glass in the bathroom, and just
like that he slid out of me, and went in the bathroom. He was big, furry,
and pretty agile, and after a beer, quite a talker. He came back in, and
wrestled me around on the bed, until I was face down, then slid me back,
legs on the floor ass in front of him.

He pushed in again, easily, and putting a big paw on my shoulder, continued
fucking me like nothing had happened. "I loved fucking you outside, can we
do that again, all the dads watching, waiting to be fucked by me, that was
hot." I was jacking off again, and he was starting to speed up the fucking.
"I'm ready to cum daddy, where do you want it?" he asked, like how was the
weather. "I'll have some of what Christian had." "OK Daddy!" he said, and
then flipped me over on my back, and pulled me around 180-degrees, face by
his cock. I was jacking off now, both hands on my cock, muscles straining
in that position, "Oh, that looks so good! You have a hot muscle dad body
Joe," he said jacking off his thick cock with his big hand.

With his other hand, he pushed fingers into my mouth, opened it up, then
grunting, pushed his cock in my mouth, and continued jacking off as I
sucked at him, until he grunted a faint "Here" and a gush of cock filled my
mouth I swallowed, enjoying his cream, and he gave me a few more feedings
until I felt I was ready to cum, "You didn't cum Daddy," he said, pulling
his dripping cock out, then pulling me around. He spat in his hand, before
I could really do anything, and expertly jacked my cock, squishing the head
tight in the huge tube made from his hand, and then really hammered away,
pulling me closer, and working fat middle finger in my ass. "Gotta milk
that Dad cock, Joe, looks so good. I wish I could sit on it, but I don't
bottom."

He continued jacking me, until the sensation was just unbearable, and he
reached down, and pushed a finger in my mouth, "Still got cum, and milked
his cock suddenly, and pushed a fingerful of cum in my mouth. I lost it,
shooting spurts all over myself and the bed, his hand and arm, and he
smiled, "That's it Daddy Joe, get all that muscle cum out," he practically
cooed, continuing to jerk me as my body spasmed. "I like milking Daddies
after I fuck them, I could milk you all day honey." At that, he put his
other hand on my cock, and I thought I would faint from the intensity of
the situation, and all I could get out was a "graaaaahhhhhh" as he
continued, "I've gotta piss soon Joe, all that beer's been adding up, not
for you?" and he pressed on my bladder with one hand. I lost it and spurted
piss out on his hand, "Oh, yeah, you're all full" and continued jacking me
with his piss soaked hand, and I was going out of my mind.

"Come on Daddy, got to get you all emptied, and he pulled me up, letting
cock go, "Finally!" I said, exhaling, and dragged me into the bathroom. He
held my cock and then pressed on my bladder, to my surprise, and I started
pissing away, then he shook my cock, and pissed himself holding me. "I wish
I could take care of you all the time Daddy Joe, I got to take care of my
truckers now and then," he then shook his cock, and walked me back to the
bedroom, and picked me up, tucking me in the bed, "I like trucker Daddies,
they get fucked easy. I used to drive with them sometimes, but I never got
naked in the cab with them, though they wanted that." He crawled in bed
pushing me over, and then wrapping his arms around me continued talking
away a mile a minute.

"I learned to massage at community college, but Christian really helped
finish me. I know you liked it. I'd love to massage your sons if you hand
any, then fuck them too Daddy. It's nice to fuck outside too, I like
nature, and the feeling, and I loved the guys seeing how big a Daddy I got
and was fucking and holding." He got quiet for a second, "Daddy I'm not
talking too much am I, sometimes..." he trailed, off, taking a big breath,
squeezing me, "Sometimes guys just say 'That's enough Dino', but you just
smile." "Dino," I interjected. "Yes Daddy, Joe, did you want anything from
me, I'd be happy to massage and milk you again, maybe you'd like me to eat
your hole, it's a beauty, its so Pink! Christian's asshole is furry and
pretty brown, but your hair is all blond, I..." I interjected again "Dino" in
a more insistent voice, and he squeezed me, and in a soft voice, "Yes Daddy
Joe?"

"Dino, you don't have to explain, or be nervous around me." Dino was
completely silent. He squeezed me. "How did you know Daddy Joe?" He finally
said, his big hands sliding wonderfully over my muscles, touching
everything. Then he was quiet. "Dino, I'm about the most patient daddy
you'll ever met." Dino squeezed me harder, I was spooned with my ass up
under his belly against his groin, his big arms around me, fur against my
back, and I was reveling in the sensation of being wrapped in a bear. "My
ego is pretty big, so you don't need to massage it, too." And I laughed.
Dino's hand slid down, and grasped my cock, "I can tell Daddy Joe. I knew
that from the first time I saw you on the massage table with Christian
working over you, I wanted to tell you all that I felt, but I'm I don't
know, maybe not as expressive as I wish I could be around someone like you,
it's a lot to take in you know Daddy Joe..." he continued on.

I rotated around a little, and put a finger on his mouth, and said. "Show,
don't tell." Nestling in his beard, and facing him, I worked my hands
through his fur, and over his belly into his crotch, and he started to
talk, and I said, "Ah Ah AHH!!!" and grinned. His cock was getting hard
again, and just as he started moving me around, "Oh!" I said, and patted
his hands, and got in a 69. I licked his cockhead, and let it slide into my
mouth and Dino began talking again, but I pulled up, "Oh! No! Show me."
"But I'm a top!" Dino declared, frowning. "Oh! Show me!" I grinned, and
then resumed sucking his cock. It filled my mouth, and I rolled my tongue
around it, and Dino sighed, and began to say something, but stuttered and
stopped. He pulled my legs apart, and looked at my asshole, then began to
talk, but all that came out was an "OH!" and I felt his thick tongue on my
hole, licking it, then his lips kissing my ass as I sucked more of his cock
in.

I clamped my lips around the rim, and then wrapped my thumb and forefinger
around the base of his thick balls, and pulled them gently, making him
twitch, and resumed sucking, while he played with my asshole, scratching it
with his beard, then sucking and licking it again, more and more slowly. I
had his entire cock in my mouth no, not near my throat, and was able to get
a nice suck going on, but slowed also, suckling it more than bouncing and
aggressively working it, and slowly he went soft in my mouth, not long
after he stopped sucking and licking my asshole, and we fell asleep like
that – his cock in my mouth, and my ass on his lips; his belly against
mine, and buried in his fur. Somewhere in the middle of the night, we
rearranged, and I heard him begin to say something but only an "Ulp" came
out, and he cuddled against me again, my ass against his crotch, big belly
and arms pushed up against me, and that's how I slept through the night
with him, wrapped in bear at the lodge.



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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.