Date: Fri, 29 Jan 2016 17:10:04 -0000
From: Joe Francis <texbearjoe@gmail.com>
Subject: Timberfell Stories: Workout

Timberfell Stories

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 I got rid of my clothes from Biltmore, and set off for the pool, hoping to
get an hour of sun in, again only my boots on when I paused, and thought
hmm. I put on a rubber cockring – at least I looked a little dressed – and
then I grabbed my gym bag, wondering if I would really be able to work out
in their barn setup. I got to the pool, and it was crowded, only a few
chairs left, an army of Dads. Smith was there with Gaylen and Curly (his
name was really Shad), and I stopped by to give them a hug and a kiss, and
the big Daddy Art from my first day, and lots more guys. Any most guys were
naked, very glad everyone was more relaxed. And, as with anyone walking by
the pool, all eyes were watching, and it's funny. If you're alone and
naked, I think everyone kind of looks at you strangely, not exactly fearful
(though I know I'm intimidating from my size).

The moment someone talks to you, and then more, and you are saying hi and
being sociable, guys go from sort of "shock face" to "hot face" and it's a
hell of a lot more fun. Art was skittish, but I said "Hi" and gave him a
hug and asked if everything was ok, and he was just a tad nervous having
"lost control" and "having sex in the shower." I grinned at him and asked
him in a low voice, "Anything go wrong afterwards?" and he sheepishly said
no. And Garland and Wade walked by me, and said hi, walking back up to the
woods again, look at me expectantly. I was frankly happy to be not moving
for a moment, and instead of a beer like everyone had, I had something
caffeinated to get me going a little bit. They guys I was sitting near
started asking me about my body, and bodybuilding, and I cheerfully started
telling them about workouts.

They were startled that my workouts were 30-45 minutes usually, they
thought it was hours. Likewise, they were startled that I didn't lift
heavy, but used lighter weights, higher reps for size. Then came the jokes
about how many reps I did with my cock to make it big, and lots of rolling
eyes. One of the guys, really ate up my advice, and wanted to know all my
routines, literally every movement and I told him I'd be happy to write it
all down, or he could come work out with me, I would try the gym here at
the Lodge. His name was Hal, and he was surprised – he told me that he
never expected anyone like me would even talk to someone like him. Well, I
asked him whom I would talk to if I didn't – "Well, guys like you..." he and
some of the others said, and I said "Look around, and then tell me whom I'd
talk to." Everyone got quiet, and I said, "I'm a person just like you, who
likes to be alone in a crowd?" and they kept saying they were so surprised
that I was friendly.

"I'm actually quite shy," and then the conversation went south from there
with jokes. Hal was a very nice guy – he looked like, well, he had played
football in school – meaty, you know, but he really didn't keep up once he
got into working life. He actually looked like a lot of fun, and had not a
shred of self-consciousness about being naked. He kept talking to me about
wanting firmer chest, middle-age sag had set in a bit. I couldn't resist,
but squeezed his chest, and he jumped. He had very dark-brown nipples, was
thick across the chest – powerful, and big shoulders. He had a goatee, and
light straight fur on front, was smooth from what I could see on his back
and shoulders, nice hairy legs. When he went up to get another can of diet
coke and came back, his cock didn't look big, but he saw me looking and
laughed "It's a grow-er, not a show-er honey."

My hour was up and I invited him to come work out with me, and see what I
did, and he smiled, looked at his friends, looked back and me, and said "I
don't mind if I do!" and at that, I took my bag and we walked over to the
gym. He was slightly hard of hearing I thought, he kept holding onto my arm
and leaning down to hear me as we chatted, though it was really just an
excuse to touch me, he admitted when we got there. I had some towels from
the pool to put on the benches, and we started to work out, but it felt
slightly awkward naked, but the moment the benches were covered it didn't
feel creepy. There wasn't much equipment to work with, and for someone used
to larger gyms, I had to do each rep very slowly, 10 seconds for a
contraction, just to feel what I was doing, there weren't enough weights,
the bench was narrow.

Then guys arrived. A few followed us from the pool, and kind of stood near
the doorway, looking in sheepishly. Hal brushed up against me a few times,
which got him starting to plump up, which of course in turn got me getting
a woodie, and I thought, well, if I can't get a good workout, at least we
can have some fun. I focused Hal on chest exercises, and it was fascinating
– usually when I lift weights a hardon just fades away because my blood
pressure goes up, but I wasn't lifting heavy weights. I got Hal in a pec
deck, and there he sat, his cock slowly, slowly getting longer as he pushed
the pads together in front of his body as I adjusted his form. My cock
slowly got longer, and one guy from outside actually walked in and sat
down, jacking off watching us.

Hal tried not to look at the guy, and I finally had to tap him on the chest
to get him to focus, which he did, as I stood in front of him, my cock
gradually getting longer, and harder. Hal's cock was a beauty, uncut,
perfect for sucking with his slight downward curve. I alternated with him
on the pec deck, and making him go very slow worked up a burn, and he was
surprised at how deeply he felt the simple exercise – done right. After
that I decided to do bench presses with him, same problem though – very
light weights so the reps had to be slow. I did my set of 20, sloooowly,
alternating with Hal's sets of 15. I stood behind him, pretending my hardon
was not raging at that point, and gave him a liftoff, my cock literally
right over his face. Mr Looker was mouth-open in shock watching the two of
us, and as he lifted, Hal's cock swayed and kept getting longer and harder.

We switched, Hal giving me a liftoff, and I could smell his cock, he was so
excited, but trying to act casual. Another guy walked in, and sat away from
Mr Looker – this one was a hot redhead. I wanted to feel Hal's cock. My
mind drifted from the workout, and all I wanted was cock suddenly. Instead
of standing behind Hal now, I straddled him, and my cock rubbed over his
neck and face as he lifted up. I kind of waddled, stepping back, until I
felt his cock touching my ass. I froze, and then gently moved, encouraging
Hal, who was completely distracted. I clapped my hands and told him to
focus, then moved forward to help him with negative reps, rubbing his cock
against me again. Hal strained badly, arching his back, which made his cock
slide up against me, flopping forward, and I heard Redhead and Looker gasp
at his lolling meat.

He did four negatives, and I knew his chest was really burning, and he
stood up, now completely hard, and I told him to feel my chest, which he
did, both hands. I flexed it gently, and showed him how the chest flexed
slightly differently at all the angles, then sat him down on an incline
bench, and started with a slow incline press. He straddled me – there was
no platform to lift with behind the bench, and his meaty cock rubbed
between my tits as I flexed. Hal didn't know where to look, and jumped a
little when he felt my cock slide against his legs. Looker couldn't stand
it, and stood beside us, jacking off his nice piece of meat, watching Hal's
cock rub between my tits as I flexed them making a fuck groove for him to
slide in. Hal was breathing hard, and helped me with negatives, then when I
finished he stood there looking at me, and I felt his cock throbbing on my
chest.

"I'm sorry Joe man," Hal said, "I, I want to get the workout." "No
apologies necessary, I take it as a compliment Hal," and clapped him on the
shoulder after I got out of the chair. This time he was sitting doing the
incline presses, both Redhead and Looker standing nearby, jacking off
open-mouthed. My cock now lay down between Hal's thick tits, and as he
pressed, his pecs squeezed together slightly, and he felt my cock squeeze,
"Oh my god, I feel it!" gasped, and I grabbed the bar quickly, he lost
focus from the surprise. I leaned over, my cock now rubbing on his face and
beard, helping the bar down, telling him to "Be Careful!" We were both
almost painfully hard, and he began his reps again, and I kept yelling
"Hey, Hey, Hey" at him to focus him on the press – very, very slow press.

We switched again, excusing ourselves as we brushed against Looker and Red,
and I started my press again, Hal helping with his dangling dong in my
face. I felt Hal's cock now getting wet on my chest, and after I finished
my set, with a wet chest, Hal and I switched and now it was his turn for
heavily-scented precum. "Goddam it," he said, as I barked at him again to
focus, "How can I focus with that horsecock floating in front of me.
Shee-it" he laughed. Red and Looker kind of backed away as we both laughed,
and standing by Hal, I felt his chest, which was pumped, and burning. He
sighed, nipples crinkling hard, and his cock now rubbing against my hairy
thigh. "I wish I could look like you man," he said, grasping his cock, and
squeezing, not jacking.

"Aww Hal, c'mon. I've been doing it for 35 years. You just gotta be
consistent." Hal let his cock go and I said, "We'll finish up with biceps.
I picked up a pair of 25lb and sat on an incline bench, showing Hal the
right form, and going very, very slowly. Hal's face was red, and when I
finished, and dropped the weights gently on the floor and got up, he
squeezed my cock and gave me a kiss, pausing to push his tongue down my
throat. I loved it, but laughed, clapping my hands "Focus," and Hal gave
another "Goddam" or two, and sat down. "I'll help you focus now," I said,
and Hal started the curls, but I crouched down on my knees on the padded
floor, and leaning over, slurped his cockhead in my mouth. Hal kicked one
leg out and practically barked from surprise, dropping one weight, causing
Red to skitter away, but grabbed it and rolled it back to Hal.

He looked at me warily, with a big grin on his face, and the moment he
curled, I slurped his cockhead back in. He groaned, rolling his head back,
but got through a single curl. "Focus" I said, and then holding his cock,
pushed my tongue inside the foreskin and slowly rolled it around. "Ever
heard of Pavlov?" I said to Hal, who looked at me uncomprehendingly, then
"You, You!" he struggled to say, doing another cur, "You are gonna make me
get a hardon every time I see a weight!" I grinned "Yeah, but you'll like
working out won't you." At that, I licked around the fat head again,
feeling the ridge of his cockhead against my tongue. Swirling around Hal
kept up with the curls, to his credit, grunting and groaning his way, and I
felt a soft, tentative tongue on my asshole suddenly, and looked around to
see Red on his knees, jacking off furiously and backing away from me a
little.

"Honey, lick away!" I said, and holding Hal's cock, pushed the head deeper
in my mouth while he did his curls. Every time he had a good rep, I slurped
his shaft down so the head was pressing on my throat, and then let him go.
"You're a mean son of a bitch!" Hal laughed, and got up pushing my head
away. I sat down to do my curls, and Hal practically jumped onto the floor,
out-of-breath – "You remind me of a puppy!" I said, and Hal said "Curl you
goddam tease!" laughing. I started and Hal immediately sucked my cock in
his mouth, moaning and shaking his head, giving my cock a wonderful saliva
and tongue bath. "Oh!" he said, jumping and letting me go, and Red
skittered away from Hal's hairy ass. Hal then resumed sucking me as I
curled, and I thrust my hips forward slightly pushing more cock in his
mouth.

He pushed, and deepthroated it easily – surprising me – until his face
turned red. "It ain't fair!" He said, "Mr Focus." "Keep going stud!" I
said, doing my 15th rep, and Hal slurped down again, swallowing my cock and
holding his breath. Looker started grunting to my left side suddenly, and
holding his hand out, I heard the plop plop of cum, as his body shivered
and swayed, him watching me do curls with my cock down Hal's throat. He
sort of walked away as I heard murmurs outside the door, and I dropped the
weights. Hal stood up, and I kissed him, squeezing his cock, and he sat
down wordlessly, grinning like crazy, and looking up, he really did focus
on his curls. I sucked his cock in, and got my mouth to the base, thought
it wasn't going to reach my throat to swallow. I rolled my tongue around
it, and did everything I could, and all Hal did was break a little sweat.

I lifted my leg so Red could really dig in my asshole, and I enjoyed the
work from both ends for a moment. Hal dropped the weights and stood up,
squeezing my cock and kissing me deeply again, then I sat down. Hal got on
all fours, and took hold of my cock as I started my curls, and sucked the
head in, sucking hard – huge "shwoollp" slurping sound, and I lost it for a
second, letting out a big "Unhhhh." "HAH!" Hal said, and set back on my
cock – I couldn't control it now – he was hitting the sweet spot in the
head of my cock that was direct wired to the muscles in my leg and groin,
and I was twitching in the chair. I couldn't hurry the curl, so I sat there
in sexual agony Hal bouncing slightly as I heard Red slurping on his hole.
We switched again, Hal gloating "Gotta focus buddy!" and sat down, looking
straight up as he did his curls.

He was great, going through the exercise as I did my best to suck his cock,
pulling the foreskin down in my mouth as I slurped, rolling my tongue all
around, then I found his sweet spot, and he dropped the weights, leaning
his head back and muttering "Christ."  We sat looking at each other for a
moment, then I got up wearily and got him on a preacher bench with a bar. I
was afraid of getting under him to suck him – nothing like a bar falling on
your head, so I put another bench behind him. I sat down, my ass hanging a
little off the back, and I waved my finger at Red to come back and keep
cleaning my hole for me, and I reached forward around Hal's hairy belly,
grasping his thick cock.

It felt wonderful, and I rubbed my thumb over the wet head as he tried to
do the preacher curls, and to his credit, he struggled and was able to
focus for maybe a minute or two, but he put the weight back in the holder,
and put his head on the bench for a moment moaning as I worked his cock
with both my hands. He stood up, and said, "YOU" and I sat down and started
curling. Red watched my arms – with such slow reps, I was burning like
crazy, but worse, the veins in my biceps were really pencil-thick. He
reached out, and I saw the golden-orange fur on his hand as he touched
them, jacking off like crazy. "Ahh, that's crazy!" he grunted, the first
thing I heard him say. Red was stroking my arm, while Hal reached around,
and then spat on his hand, reaching around again, and squeezed the head of
my cock, again hitting exactly the right spot and I almost dropped the
barbell – not a good idea guys.

My ass squeezed hard as my hips shot forward, and my right leg shot out,
and I literally barked out a guttural grunt, stopping dropping the barbell
just in the nick of time. "YOU FOCUS" Hal said, laughing evilly, and I
started doing the curls again as he jacked me, squeezing and twisting my
cockhead, Red now feeling my bicep pumping, jacking and almost chanting
"Man oh man" over and over as I heard another person shuffle into the room.
I finished my set, shaking, arms burning, and frankly ready to cum, I
didn't know which way was up – I'd not had sex actually while working out
before. Working out made me horny enough with testosterone rushing through
my system, but this was something else entirely. Hal was staring at me,
"Man, I'm in pain!" He said, his cockhead now dark purple, balls tight up
against his body, and his hand trembling.

His biceps were visibly pumped, and he looked incredible – football player
Daddy, jacked up at the gym, hard, and ready to fuck any visible hole. I
had a hard time thinking straight I was so horny, and I had to cum, but I
wanted cum, I wanted fuck, suck, anything. Stay away from me when I'm like
that. Unfortunately, Red said something, and Hal and I both looked at him,
and it was like we read each other's mind. Red had a milk-white body, very
furry, red scraggly beard, fat white cock and he'd shaved his balls and
some of his pubic area, making his cock very prominent, with a fat dark
purple head too, uncut – looked like an albino snake swallowed a ripe plum.
I put my arm on his shoulder, and he struggled briefly as I pushed him on
the floor of our little gym, "Hey don't hurt me man!" he begged, and I got
him flat, with my foot on his belly, and spread my asshole wide open and
sat down on his mouth.

Hal didn't say anything, and moved around lifting the guy's legs up at the
ankles, spreading them, and knelt down on the padding and spitting in his
hand, lubed his cock and positioned it at Red's asshole. I squeezed Red's
head between my legs, and in a frenzy of horniness, started jacking myself,
feeling Red suck on my hole trying to eat it out. I reached to Red's cock
and jacked it, feeling the slimy precum that had coated his meat for the
last half hour of our workout, and was vaguely aware of a guy jacking off
beside us. More guys came in, and I leaned forward as Hal flexed his meaty
ass, shoving his cock into Red without a warning. Red's entire body became
rigid, and I reached around and tapped his head and rubbed my asshole on
his mouth as Hal began fucking him, and I leaned forward and Hal and I
exchanged an incredibly steamy kiss, deep tongue action as Hal let an ankle
go and grabbed my biceps, squeezing the rock-hard muscle.

He dropped the other ankle as he leaned forward, and Red began desperately
to try to jack himself off, when I raised my ass up, and pushed my cock
straight down. I aimed at his mouth, and crammed my cock in it in one go,
Red choking and making obscene sounds as I crammed it in his throat. Hal
and I were eating each other's faces, slurping and kissing, tongue all over
the place, while I slowly – I had a shred of consciousness – started
fucking Red's throat. Hal and I synchronized, and I heard an "Oh MY LORD"
from the door as we started brutally fucking both of Red's holes while he
lay there, twitching and trying to jack off. Hal's hot bear belly was
draped over Red's cock, while thick slapping sounds came from his churning
Red's ass, and I had to take it slowly, to avoid choking Red too much,
fucking his open mouth.

Fuck, I'd not been that horny in a long time, completely wordless pure fuck
and suck with the poor guy below us. I looked at Hal, he looked at me, and
we read minds, and then pulled out of the holes. I glanced at the crew in
the room jacking off, mouths open, and Hal and I switched places. Hal
crammed his uncut cock in Red's mouth, all the way to his hairy groin,
while I slid my cock in his wet well-fucked ass. Try an enraged bodybuilder
fuck sometime – I started hammering and slamming in Red's ass, pounding his
hole like a jackhammer. Red was able to reach his cock this time, and began
bursts of jacking off while Hal fucked his mouth, and Hal and I locked in a
kiss again. Red was just the fuckhole for both of us, completely horned up
from the exercise, and we locked into rhythm again as I felt Red squeezing
and working his asshole on my shaft.

Hal put his arm up on my shoulder, squeezing me as we continued kissing
wetly, and I was lost in exploring his mouth, and fucking Red's hairy
asshole with my cock, feeling on top of the world. Hal started shaking as
we kissed, and I heard a high-pitched whining coming from him, then
suddenly Red. He suddenly sat back, and grabbing his nipples and twisting,
Hal literally sat down on Red's face, his cock straight down fucking his
mouth, and he began shaking his head and roaring "GOD I'M CUMMMING SO
HARD!" he screamed. Red was bucking, and pushing at Hal suddenly trying to
get a breath in edgewise as I pummeled his ass, so I reached down as Red
feebly pushed at the two guys on top of him. I jacked Red's beautiful cock
with each thrust, until finally Hal lifted up and allowed Red to gasp, and
a huge gob of cum shot up all over Red's furry chest and Hal's face.

I kissed Hal tasting Red's cum, which set me off. I grabbed Red's ankles,
and hot cum erupting from my cock burst into his ass, and I lost my mind
fucking him so hard that I realized I was going to bruise myself when I
heard someone near the door groan and say, "Should we get someone, On My
God!" and I backed off a little bit from slamming into Red. Hal and I held
each other as the last dregs of cum continuing shooting out me, and I was
twitching and thrusting involuntarily, Red almost completely still under
us, a pure fuckhole. My attention focused finally, and I Red lying on the
floor, covered in his own cum, and Hal and I panting over him like two
enraged bulls. I pulled my cock out of his ass, Red twitching,  and I sat
back on my haunches, as Hal stood up slowly, feeling his belly, his chest,
his ass, and arms, looking at me with wide open eyes.

"Joe," he said, "That ain't normal, feeling like that." Red slowly curled
up, and tried to get up, and Hal reached down to lift him up, "Honey, I'm
so sorry." Red looked at us, and growled, "Ain't nothin' t' 'poligize for.
I'll never forget that man! WhOOEEEE! OH!" and at that, he sat on a bench,
put his elbows on his knees, and looked down, shaking his head. "I need to
rest a moment!" Hal looked at me, an indescribable expression on his face,
and then he walked up to me, and for a moment I thought he'd punch me, but
he grabbed me with his big bull arms, and looking at me, said in a low
voice, "Joe, You're a real man. You're kind when you should be, and, oh
man, you are a fuck machine when you should be. I'm honored." I must have
blushed furiously, I heard someone say "Look at him!" and I said something
completely lame like "Hal, c'mon, you're my inspiration today."

He continued to hug me, squeezing me tighter, and I lifted my head up, and
said towards his ear, "Wait 'till next we do back and triceps." Hal burst
out laughing, and said "Sign me up!" and several of the guys in the room
said "Me too!" and ran out. Hal and I gathered stuff, and I got on my hands
and knees to wipe the cum off the floor, it was a mess. The room cleared
out, and I took Hal's hand and pulled him towards the shower room in the
lower Annex across a gravel road. I got him in the shower area, and kissed
him, nobody around. I felt all over his body, from his bear belly, to his
shoulders, all the fur on his chest, and his tits, paying attention to his
nipples. Hal went crazy kissing me again – he was an expert. He pursed his
lips and slowly pushed mine open, lips inside mine, then licked gently at
my tongue, feeling around the roof of my mouth and under my tongue as I
continued squeezing him, feeling his meaty ass and his thick back.

I felt his cock suddenly poke up, and as we continued to kiss and grope
each other, Hal looked down, "I'm hard again!" he said, astonished. I
reached out to his cock, feeling the head as I kissed him again, rolling my
finger under his foreskin – there was a lot of wetness there either from
Red, or his cum. I squeezed his biceps with my free hand, continuing our
kiss, and we kind of hopped under a shower, which I turned on – first a
burst of cold that we both roared at, laughing, then the right temperature.
I got soap from a dispenser and started working his back, down to his hairy
ass and legs, paying attention to his hole, then rubbed his furry chest –
"You feel good Hal, feel your chest." Hal looked at me "I feel like a
goddam teenager Joe, my chest – yeah, I feel it," He said nodding, "like
I've been pulled apart and put back together again."

At that Hal grabbed my cock, and a handful of soap, and started jacking me,
"Feel this Joe," and I laughed, and gasped. He knew exactly my weakest
spot. We started jacking each other off, one hand holding the shaft, the
other working the sensitive head, and Hal unconsciously opened his eyes
wider and wider, pushing his lips out into an "O", gasping. "You're gonna
make me shoot again Joe," he whispered, "You're gonna goddam make me shoot
again." We continued jerking off under the shower, I let him rest and then
I said, "Hal, you know what would make me happy?" Hal looked at me, "Joe
I'd do anything." He paused for emphasis. "I don't, you know, take anything
in my butt, but for you, anything man." I looked at him. "I get cum crazy
after the gym. Feed me Hal, will you do that?" I crouched, my mind
gradually unfocusing and all that was on my mind was his uncut cock and the
cum waiting in his balls.

I started sucking the head of his cock, pressing against the base with both
hands to pull the foreskin back, bobbing my head like crazy slurping him.
Hal moved around a quarter circle, and put his hands on the wall, and I
felt his belly on my forehead as I sucked his cock in my mouth, just able
to reach the head with my throat this time. Hal grunted, and started
barking orders to me to suck his Goddam cock, and paused for a moment to
jack himself off, head in my mouth. I was in heaven, completely focused on
his cock, cascades of hot water washing over both of us when Hal paused,
"Joe, man I don't know if I can a second time." I reached up to turn the
water off, leaving all the sensation to me as I sucked the head of his cock
in slowly this time, enjoying every fraction of an inch, rolling it around
inside my mouth, and massaging his low-hanging balls.

I was jacking off now, holding his balls like a handle to pull him in my
mouth as I bobbed and slurped, getting him deep in my mouth with a hard
suction. Hal started groaning, and pinching his nipples, and I slowed down,
now pressing the cock against the roof of my mouth, pushing it in like a
fuck groove eating the shaft, and Hal started grunting bellowing an "Uh OH
OH OH" with each slurp, my head bobbing harder and harder when I felt his
balls really pull against my hand, "I, I can't believe it!" Hal yelled,
"HERE IT IS!" and with that a big wonderful gob of almost sweet cum hit my
mouth, then one after the other as Hal's legs almost buckled underneath him
as he yelled. I squeezed the head of my cock as Hal had, with a slick hand
letting it pop out, and instantly, that plus his cum belching cock, too me
over the edge.

I slipped on the wet floor, one leg sliding as my hips twitched, my own cum
shooting in ropy strands – only a few shots left after Red's cum injection,
but Hal stood shaking as I licked his purple head, getting every drop on my
tongue. His eyes were screwed tightly shut, and finally I sat on the floor,
exhausted from the second round, and Hal looked down, and reached to help
me up. We wrapped arms around each other wordlessly, exhausted from gym,
sex, sex and sex. "Help me." I finally said, pretending to collapse in his
arms, and Hal said, "You gotta help me." We laughed, and I gave him a big
kiss, and then with the shower back on, we rinsed feed from the cum, and
Hal washed my beard a little bit. We walked out, and realized it was quite
late, and we both started trotting to get back. Hal went to his cabin to
one side, and I went up to the Lodge, passing the pool where a couple of
guys started clapping. "Really!" I said, laughing. I was hungry, and horny
still!


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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.