Date: Fri, 15 Jan 2016 15:00:32 -0000
From: Joe Francis <texbearjoe@gmail.com>
Subject: Timberfell Stories: Rest Area

Timberfell Stories

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 When I woke up, Dino was gone but I had a wonderful note from him,
covering a few sheets of paper, rambling, but how wonderful I was to him,
and how he hoped he could see me again next trip. He really deserved a
wonderful man. I sighed, and went out to breakfast, it was around 8am, and
I decided that this was the day to go to Biltmore House, in Asheville.
There was a slightly new crew for breakfast, and everyone was talking
through the day's agenda – pool, and spa, or spa, then pool, and where to
get lunch. I declared that I was going to go off to Biltmore House, and I
got two guys to come along with me – Smith and Nolan. Nicely dressed guys,
shorter side of tall, and very funny, Nolan was dry as toast, while Smith
told terrible jokes, and they played well off each other. Probably late
40's, great shape. Smith's looks were hard to put a finger on, olive sort
of skin, buzz-cut hair, very southern kind of rangy guy.

Nolan was about as white-red-blond as you could get, practically German,
both handsome, and short trim beards. Smith casually asked what the best
route was, and I talked about going up to the main highway over the
mountain, he grinned, and said "absolutely." Well, it seemed faster, and I
knew the way. It looked like we could have a couple of hours and lunch at
the estate, and then get back later in the afternoon, and I could get pool
relaxing, and a workout in before dinner – try out the little gym
Timberfell had in a barn. We piled into my car, and with the top down,
headed off, and I got the guy's life story until we hit the big highway,
when I couldn't hear anything. We got up into the mountain pass, which was
beautiful in the summer, really spectacular greenery, and started heading
back down into Asheville, when a sign for a Rest Area flew by and Smith
became quite agitated.

"I need to go!" He declared, and a kind of run down Rest Area came up
(rebuilt since I last saw it), and we got out of the car and stretched. It
was completely empty except for a few trucks, and when I saw guys standing
in the parking lot, my alarm bells went off. No wonder Smith was so
excited. Noland and I walked to the bathroom, and Smith was there at the
urinal, looking devilish. The whole next sequence was quite a dance. It was
clear Smith was jacking off at the urinal, and a couple of the guys
standing there were trying to figure out Nolan and me. I just pulled my
cock out before I got to the urinal, and Nolan looked a little nervous.
Smith was really going at it, head bobbing a little, arm really cranking
and he looked around, a twinkle in his eye, and one of the truckers there
was getting hot and bothered. He was a bit older, silver-haired, and very
blue-eyed, plaid shirt, heavy build.

Smith stepped back. Even I was surprised – Smith's cock looked like a fat
missile – BIG. I think everyone was speechless. The closer trucker guy's
mouth was wide open, and he said "Christ Almighty". Smith put his hand
around his cock – he couldn't get his hand around it – and did a quick
underhand stroke, like he was tossing something. He then slapped it on top,
making it bounce luridly, and then stroked it a little bit more. I walked
over, jacking myself off, and Nolan then cautiously went to the door of the
bathroom, and waited outside from what I could see. This was an old
routine. Smith unbuckled his belt, and pulled his pants down under his
bloated balls, showing us the entire package. One of the other truckers –
black curly beard, long face, thickset, walked up, and grabbed Smith's cock
and squeezed it. Curly was silent and backed off, but Silver wasn't, began
cursing "Goddam fucking horsecock!", and we all stood around Smith, who
loved the attention.

He jacked it off more, spreading his legs and bending his knees, swaying
his hips so the cock flopped around a bit, and Smith said, "My Buddy's
watching the door." Silver immediately kneeled, and licking his lips, took
hold of Smith's cock at the base, and pushed, looking intently at the cock.
Curly said "Gaylen, I don't think you can take it." Gaylen said "I'm
sucking that fucking cock if I have to die and go to hell trying, don't
tell me what I'm gonna do buddy, god DAMN!" and at that, he pursed his lips
and licked the tip, and began pushing it into his throat. Curly unzipped
his trousers, and pulled his cock out, it was a beauty in it's own right,
he was wearing a cockring, was kind of trimmed – his balls were shaved
smooth – and his cock was long and had a bulbous head, uncut. He spat on it
and started stroking, and nodded at me to come over.

Gaylen was forcing Smith's cock in his mouth, halfway in and gagging while
Smith laughed, "Too much Daddy?" he said, and Gaylen said "Goddam you
motherfucker!" and spat on the cock and milked it quickly. He fumbled
around in one pocket, and took out a small squeeze bottle of some sort of
lube and squirted it on Smith's cock, then with both hands slicked it up,
squeezing it while Smith grunted and swayed his hips more, pulling his polo
shirt up slightly showing us more fur. I stood beside Curly, and he reached
out, and in a soft voice said, "Can I suck you big guy?" I squeezed his arm
and said "sure", and with that, he kneeled down. Like Gaylen, who was still
struggling, Curly gazed closely at my cock, squeezing it, and looking up to
me with big brown eyes, the down, stroking my cock, just kind of feeling
and worshiping it. Gaylen was practically unhinged by that big donkey dick,
desperately trying to get it all in his mouth.

Meanwhile, Smith patted him on the head, and he reached up and put Smith's
hand behind his head and made a motion to push. Smith put both hands on
Gaylen, and then thrusting his hips forward, pushed down hard on Gaylen.
Just at that moment, Curly licked the tip of my cock, and squeezed it,
stroking it slightly to milk whatever precum I had, which he sucked out of
the tip. Now this was a cocksucker, he flicked his tongue around the tip,
slurping it, and letting his teeth grate very, very gently on the sensitive
underside of my head while he flicked the tongue over the top. Fuck, it was
perfect, and I was grateful for him sucking me so I could watch Smith and
Gaylen go at it. Smith started shoving – hard, almost painfully – down on
Gaylen, trying to cram his cock into Gaylen's throat, and Gaylen choked and
reched, but the cock was going in.

Suddenly Smith gave a whoop, and Gaylen's mouth was stretched open wide,
and I saw his eyes glaze over as Smith slid into his throat – fuck, I knew
that feeling too. Curly had his eye closed, and was jacking his cock
gently, now bobbing his pursed lips over my cockhead, pausing to pull off
and run his lips over the side back and forth while he held the base, then
back on the cockhead, then the other side. It was an awesome suck, and I
undid my trousers, to give him more access, which he immediately took
sucking the head in hard while he pulled on my balls gently. "So, good,
mister," he murmured, staring at my cock up close, licking the head like a
lollipop while he shook gently from jacking off. Gaylen meanwhile was
gagging and retching, Smith now just fucking Gaylen's mouth on his cock
like it was a fuck toy. Nolan looked in, and grinned, then he popped back
out of the bathroom.

Curly looked up at me, his tongue sticking out, and slid my cock into his
mouth over his tongue, until I pressed against his throat, and his tongue
was on my balls. At that, I heard him go "Ahh," and it deepend slightly,
and he actually opened his throat up wide for my cock to glide in. He
closed his eyes with a deep "Mmmm...", then with his free hand clasped my
cock, and twisted it slightly as he pulled back, then twisting down, he
pushed his hand flat against my groin, deepthroating me again. I felt him
swallowing my cockhead, pausing to simply massage it, then he pulled back,
speaking softly, "I hope that feels good." I said, "Baby, you're an expert.
You're going to get a bit load from me like that!" And Curly nodded his
head, black beard bobbing and continued sucking me, up and down the shaft
in a deepthroat suck-jack that was amazing.

Pausing again at the tip of my cock, he looked up, and again let his lower
teeth grate ever so gently along the lower rim of my cockhead, then
immediately sucked it back in, slurping it all. He took both hands now, and
I looked down to see the foamy tip of his cock, all the precum whisked by
his hand, and using all four fingers and thumb of each hand, he stroked the
sides with his fingertips, and the thick blood-filled cavities on either
side of my pisstube with his thumb, sending little spirals of amazing hot
sex sensation through my cock while he continued bobbing on the cockhead.
He began sucking harder now, pressing more fully with his hands along the
cockshaft, and after a few minutes, paused to look at it again, holding it
up and admiring it, then hand-over-hand stroking the shaft tip to base,
then base to tip.

He reached over to Gaylen, and crammed his hand in his pocket, and got the
little squeeze bottle, and put some slick oily lube on my cock. At that, he
put both his hands on my cock, my head sticking out the end, and started
squeezing and shaking the tube he made around my shaft, causing me to
actually gasp with the sensation. Then he twisted his hands in opposite
directions, slowly pulling off the shaft, then grasped my cock in a fist,
squeezing the head out, then with the palm of his other hand, crushed my
cock head flat as he twisted his hand causing me to roll my eyes back in my
head and start shaking – it was too intense. He broke off instantly,
suck-jacking the staff, back to jerking himself off, and I whispered,
"You're amazing."

He grinned, a tooth or two missing, and then continued to suck me,
deepthroating over and over, really getting deeper and deeper into the
suck. I reached over and felt the thick base of Smith's cock, somewhat
surprised – it looked bigger than it felt, and I realized it was because
Smith was pretty skinny, a bit on the small side overall. Gaylen was really
going to town now, bobbing on the cock like a maniac, slurping and
swallowing it, his entire shiny wet from his spit and gagging. Finally, he
fell back on his ass, hands behind him, gasping. Smith stroked his cock,
"Come on," he begged as Gaylen caught his breath watching Curly expertly
bring me to the brink of a huge cum. "Honey, let's switch, I know you can
take that goddam horsedick better than my godawful throat can." Gaylen
said, tugging on Curly's arm.

Curly, passively let me go, and stared at Smith's cock, in a ritual, while
Gaylen scrambled over to me. "Oh lord," he said, licking the cockhead, and
forcefully slid it in his mouth, looking up, until it slid in his throat –
I literally felt no tightness at all. He held my hips bobbing, as Curly
slid very slowly and carefully along Smith's cock, feeling every inch, and
how it fit in his mouth. He paused to adjust the tilt of his head a few
times, jacking his cock, and at that, the door opened and two more guys
walked in. We all almost fell over each other to try to hide behind the
urinal partition, but the bigger of the two said, "Oh Hell guys, don't stop
for us," and he went over to the urinal to start pissing, and his buddy
went into the toilet. Smith stood back again, and Curly went to work on his
cock when the big guy looked over, and whistled at Smith. "Jake, you gotta
see this."

Then he looked at me with Gaylen gagging, "Oh. My. God." He muttered under
his breath, "Wheeeel! We got donkey dick!" and at that he pulled back.
Biggie was handsome, and hand the kind of strut that men have when they
know they're looked at. Kind of reminded me of Smokey and the Bandit, kind
of Burt Reynolds. He had a nice average cock, and a fat cut head that he
shook, unconcerned that piss flew over as he began jacking off, standing
beside Curly. "Let me at him, son!" and with that, pulled Smith's cock over
and licked it, and I realized he had a big head – he opened his mouth wide
and slid the cock right in, and pausing, deepthroated it all the way to the
base. Curly patiently sat there, jacking a little bit, looking around. I
heard the toilet flush, and suddenly Biggie said, "Wipe it but don't pull
up, I want to see you sit on this big old donkey Stan", and then the door
creaked open.

Stan, kind of built like Smith, walked over holding his trousers. Like it
was all a setup, he turned around, dropped his pants and put his hands one
of the urinals, his ass sticking out. Biggie spat on his hands and rubbed
his asshole, then pulled Smith over, and rubbed his fat cockhead against
Stan's asshole. Gaylen and Curly looked a little troubled at how the entire
scene was taken over suddenly, but Smith continued to love the attention,
and stepped forward, while Biggie pulled Stan's hips back, impaling him on
Smith. Smith grunted – the asshole was almost dry – and it can't have felt
good. Biggie was jacking off now, crouching down and watching Smith fuck
his buddy, just slamming away as best he could, bouncing at the knees a
little bit.

Gaylen and Curly were working on my cock together, trading back and forth
and talking. Biggie walked over to me and pulled me away from the two,
telling me I was gonna fuck Stan, but I had to object, and laughed,
mirthlessly, and took his hand off my cock, walking back to Gaylen and
Curly, who looked grateful. Biggie started jacking Stan off, whose cock I
didn't see, and feeling Smith's cock, stroking it. I heard Stan mumble
"Hold on honey," while Biggie jacked him off harder, and suddenly Stan was
rocking and whimpering, "OhhhhHHHH!" and it was clear to all of us he was
cumming in the urinal. Biggie wiped his hands on Stan's leg, and standing
up, dropped his trousers, "Fuck me stud," and showing us a hairy ass, he
spit in his hand and wiped on his hole.

Smith hesitated, and Biggie grabbed his cock and pulled it to him as he
leaned over another urinal, and started shoving it against his ass, "AHHH,
OOUHHHH!" He started burbling, and Smith was slowly pushing into him,
"Careful, careful stud!" He begged, "Pull it out." He turned around and
squeezed it, and then leaned back over, ass in the air, "Slower." Smith
pushed against his ass again, and Biggie, groaning, took it for a minute,
then backed off, jumping away, "Oh, I don't know if I can take that." His
cock was pointing out, and he jacked it for a minute watching us, then
leaned back over, "Fuck it good, make me feel it." Smith started fucking
him again, and Biggie started jacking himself off, groaning very
operatically while Stan washed his hands.

He and tried to wipe his ass a little bit with paper towels, when Biggie,
started gasping, "I'm CUMMING, I'm CUMMING!" and with that, two minutes
into the fuck, he twisted and bucked against Smith, then pulled off
abruptly. "Betcha liked that ass!" He grinned, and walking over by Stan,
washed his hands and tried to pat his asshole with towels, "Wooooo!" and
then both of them closed their trousers, not looking back, and walked out,
startling Nolan. Smith shook his head, "Fucking asshole!" he said, and came
back over, after rinsing his cock a little bit. Some of the hot and heavy
atmosphere was dead, but Gaylen unzipped, and pulled his cock out – a
beauty. It looked meaty, and was uncut, big pinkish-white head poking out
of the top.

He skinned it back, and the smell of his precum bloomed up, and Smith said
"Oh, Oh yeah," And Gaylen laughed, "Motherfucking hot jizz smell, I ain't
cum yet studfucker!" and the four of us started jacking each other off.
Smith had me, I had Gaylen, Gaylen hand Curly, Curly had Smith, and Gaylen
pulled his shirt up a little bit, showing us his furry belly as he
unbuckled his trousers. "I have to try," I said, and kneeled down, and
first slurped Curly. Beautiful cock, and I gave him the same thorough treat
he gave me, slurping on the tip, nibbling on the head and licking the
shaft, rotating hands jacking him off though he was a bit shorter than me.
Gaylen and Smith were jacking each other off watching me, and I started
swallowing and massaging Curly's cock with my throat, enjoying every inch
with my eyes closed.

"Ahh," Curly said, whispering, "You know how it works." I started pulling
on his balls, and he held my face, "I'm going to cum like that." I winked,
and said, "I'd love your cum." Gaylen erupted "Sheeit, Big Dick likes cum!
You too honey?" he said, his voice cracking, looking at Smith. Smith
grinned, "I like to feed." I continued sucking on Curly and reached up
holding on to Gaylen and Smith. I heard Nolan's voice "Ain't you guys
done?" and at that, Gaylen started talking again, "Come on honey, give him
that fucking baby juice, look at muscle man there, he wants it so bad!" And
Curly sighed,  spreading his legs, and at that, I felt a spurt of cum in my
mouth. "OOOHHH YEAHHH!" Gaylen urged, jacking himself insistently, "Feed
that goddam big man all that baby batter, a river of hot spunk for him
honey, fuuuuuuckkk!" and I sucked Curly deeper and deeper in my throat,
feeling him squirting as I pushed him into my throathole.

He paused, gasping and looking down, then stroking my head, slowly pulled,
out whispering "Sensitive." Gaylen pushed my head over to Smith, who was
jacking off himself now, and "Take that goddam cock buddy, fucking chow
down – I wanna see you choke on that fucker." He pushed me closer, and
Smith nodded, dropping his hands to his sides. I reached up, and grabbed
his ass, and was shocked – it was a furry matt. I turned him sideways, and
pulling his pants down to his knees, he looked like a forest faun – shaggy,
hairy legs and a very hairy ass, wonderful. "Suck him, don't feel him,
c'mon man!" Gaylen said, and I opened my moth wide for Smith, but like I
thought – it was huge looking but not something you couldn't take.

I slid him to the back of my mouth, then licked the shaft going back out,
really pausing, like Gaylen and Curly had, to look at the shaft, the heft
and veins. His balls were beautiful, it all looked like a porn drawing of a
cock, all on his small stature. Gaylen took hold of my traps, and snatched
it back like his hand was burned, "Shit! He's a huge motherfucker!" I
popped Smith into my throat, he wasn't rock hard so it slid comfortable in
at an angle, and I had goosepimples – the sensation of my mouth and throat
completely filled, just stretching and holding him in place and Gaylen
pulled Curly around, "Lick his tokus honey," cooing at his friend. I felt
Curly push against Smith, and both men sighed, Curly working his head
around to get as close as he could to Smith's asshole.

Gaylen stood, jacking off his meaty prick, watching me Bob and suck on
Smith, "Don't you goddam cum, I want your juice big man!" He said, and I
slurped and continued working Smith – Smith must have been going crazy
slowly, three cocksuckers and two fucks, not having cum yet. His balls were
getting tight in my hand, and Curly reached around, digging deeper into the
hairy ass with his bearded face, "Do you want to cum?" Smith nodded no, "It
takes the edge off me, I'll take it last. I stood up, breathing hard from
all the sucking I had done, and Gaylen immediately crouched down, holding
Smith's missile, and began slurping and sucking my cock, gagging on the way
down – it was a wonderful show. "Motherfucker, feed me!" He said, pausing,
then slurping on my with a wide-open mouth, making crazy slurping and
smacking sounds that echoed in the bathroom, he went to town, jacking off,
and stroking my balls.

I tensed the muscles in my groin, squeezing a bit to force a cum, we needed
to get moving – had been in the bath maybe an hour at this point. I
squeezed my asshole hard, and all my internal muscles, making my cock rock
hard, and at that, I felt the tickle of my orgasm. It grew, slowly, then
spread down the length of my cock, "Here it goes you cocksucker," and a
moment later, I felt a tingle, then a spurt of cum. Gaylen coughed and
gagged, gulping the cum I squirted in his mouth, wave after wave. He
coughed again, cum shooting on his beard, "You are a goddam fountain, you
know that fucker?" and licked the sperm off his beard, sucking on my cock
which triggered the last few squirts. He continued sucking me, until he
felt me shiver and shake, and I relaxed my ass and groin muscles.

He pushed me away, and started sucking Smith again, and Curly moved around
with him, mouthing Smith's cock. The two of them devoured him, Gaylen now
and then shoving the cock deep in his throat to gag and retch. Then, the
last time he did it, a high whine erupted from him as he pulled out, then
plunged back on Smith's cock, choking his voice. A thick plop sound came on
the floor, then more as Gaylen came, thick transparent goo pooling in the
floor in front of him, almost a never-ending stream it seemed, of juice.
Gaylen and Curly stood up again, panting a little bit, and looking at each
other, moved to the sink to wash their cocks, while I squeezed Smith's
meat. "Don't you want to cum?" I asked, and Smith started jacking off more
furiously, when Gaylen and Curly walked out.

A moment later, Nolan walked in, "Those guys are keeping an eye on the
door," and he saw Smith jacking off thrusting his cock forward, holding it
momentarily and shaking it. I was standing there, my cock dangling slightly
soft, and Nolan, undid his belt. He dropped his pants and he had what I
expected – a wide very fat cock, and at the base, his balls were very tight
– it was like one continuous piece of meat, tennis-ball wide at the bottom
to a very narrow tip. Almost no hair. In contrast to Smith, whose cock
looked bigger than it was, the soft whiteness of Nolan made his cock look
smaller than it was, and when I held the base for a second – now THAT was
wide. He looked at me, winking, "You have to hit the button to make him
cum!" and at that, he came behind Smith and pulled him backward until
Nolan's soft ass was against the sink, cock sticking up.

He felt in Smith's pockets, and pulled out a small plastic thing, and
ripping the top off, and I heard squishy sounds of him lubing up his big
conical cock. He then took Smith's hips, and pulled the hairy ass onto his
cock, and Smith almost protested, but Nolan pulled him down abruptly on his
cock. Smith shivered and gritted his teeth, suddenly less cocky, and Nolan
started jerking him down against his crotch, impaling the small guy on that
big pole. Smith's cock bobbed as he reached around to hold onto Nolan, and
he looked at me, and looked down at his cock. I came over and began jacking
him off, feeling the rubbery shaft in my hand, stroking from base to tip. I
wetted my fingertip and ran it, and the nail, very gently around under the
rim of the head.

"Oh man," Smith said, and I saw all the hair on his arms and legs stand on
end. I squatted down, and stroking my cock for a second, licked under
Smith's cockhead, really beginning to enjoy it without the strutting and
drama. I sucked the thick head in, and worked my tongue around it, and
around the rim, then I realized it felt odd. Pulled back, and held his cock
in my hand, and licked the head and looked carefully at it while Smith was
bouncing on Nolan, and I realized the reason he looked so huge but felt ok
was he was wide, but his cock was very flat. The cockhead itself was very
flat and broad, and the two sides of the shaft were huge tubes, but
otherwise it was just quite wide, and visually striking. I sucked the head
in, and felt that was as wide as the roof of my mouth, and I let him rub
against it, until the edges of the head pushed together in front of my
throat.

I pulled on his balls, then stroked them with my fingertips while I
deepthroated him, and felt my throat stretch slightly, but comfortably. I
let him go, and then putting my fingertips together, pushed his cockhead
through them, then my fingers down his shaft. Nolan had his arms around his
buddy, up under his shirt, and I saw him thrusting very gently, Smith
grunting and whining with his asshole being royally stretched out. "Smith
buddy," I whispered, and he looked down at me. "Ever heard of Bigass and
the three bears?" Smith's eyes flew open, and he looked shocked, and
surprised, "No, what, UH!" he said, Nolan shoving him down harder on his
cock – I felt up and realized Nolan wasn't even all the way in with that
ass-stretcher. "Bigass was robbing the bears' house," I said, taking both
my thumbs and rubbing up under the to edges of that fat fucker.

"And the bears walked in on him." Nolan looked around, with a quizzical
expression, but in the heat of passion fucking his buddy. It was all
getting mixed up. "The bears said, Bigass, you can't rob our house. We are
going to punish you." Nolan laughed, then grunted, feeling Smith's beard,
and I started taking long strokes up and down Smith's wide shaft, stopping
to pull down his nuts. "So first Baby Bear started fucking Bigass." I put
my thumb and forefinger around Smith's wide cockhead, and rotated them
around the groove under the head. He was groaning and shivering, so I
squeezed the head hard. "Baby Bear's cock was too small." I slapped Smith's
balls a little bit, and pulled on his thighs, shoving Nolan's cock further
up in him. I heard a "Damn" from the door, Gaylen was watching Smith get
fucked.

"Daddy bears shoved his cock up Bigass, but he couldn't get it all the way
in, it was too big." Nolan flexed his hips, and I spit on Smith's cock,
then with both hands, started squeezing and turning in opposite directions,
and he started jerking hard, impaling himself on Nolan, and crying out.
"Then Hubby Bear fucked Bigass, and he was just a little bit too big." With
that, I sucked Smiths cock down into my throat in a single stroke, and
Smith and Nolan started laughing, but that spasm turned suddenly into a
cum, and Smith started bucking on Nolan, "Oh fuck baby, it's too much," but
he began spewing hot sperm in my throat, and I felt some spurts go into my
stomach. I pressed my lips over my teeth tightly, then clenched my jaws
pulling back as Smith screamed, shooting thick strings of cum in my mouth
while I pulled back and back, pressing my jaws together tighter until I had
compressed his cockhead.

I heard a plop sound on the floor, and looking down, I saw a splotch of
spooge, Nolan was washing his guts with cum while I got my second late
morning load. Smith's cum was very thick, he'd been saving up I thought –
that and an hour of play without cumming. I continued to suck and play with
that beautiful big shiny cockhead, but Smith couldn't take anymore, and I
backed off him as Nolan continued to push into his ass. I felt up, and
Nolan's cock had completely stretched Smith open, his asshole dripping cum.
Nolan lifted Smith up and off, and I looked at his big cone cock again,
amazed. Gaylen came back in, and Smith was bent over the sink, catching his
breath while Nolan washed, Gaylen started chatting away, "Where you fuckers
from?" We all laughed, I was from Houston, Noland and Smith from Arkansas.
"What the hell you doing here in the middl'l nowhere?" he grinned, and we
talked about Timberfell.

"Hell, we know about that beau-ti-ful place!" Gaylen said, "Going there
after we see if we can play with a few more guys." Smith pulled his pants
up, his fat cock normal-looking, and he went over to Nolan, and whispered
for a moment. Nolan grinned, "Sure Honey, but check with Joe." Smith walked
over, "Joe Daddy, would you be offended if I spent a few more hours here.
He looked down, then at me and winked. "I just love, you know, hanging out,
and maybe I could get the guys to take me back to the lodge." I gave him a
big kiss on his forehead, "No problem. I know you'll have a great time!"
and with that, Nolan and I walked out, and Gaylen was squeezing Smith's
crotch "Motherfucking goddamit all to hell!" Curly –never got his name –
was sitting outside, smoking what looked like either a joint or a
hand-rolled cigarette, "Day boys," he drawled, and another trucked rolled
up. Nolan and I looked at each other, and hopped in the car – only 30
minute delay – and sped off on to Biltmore House.


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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.