Date: Thu, 1 Mar 2007 23:43:35 -0800 (PST)
From: Mutantbearman <mutantbearman@yahoo.com>
Subject: "Tonight's Ranger Program: Bears"

I don't throw around the term "brawny" very much, but
that fuckin' park ranger is nothing if he's not
brawny. Taller than me by an inch or two, wide face
with a greying beard. His blue eyes are sparklin' in
the dusk light here at the amphitheater where he's
givin' a campfire program.

His arms are beefy and covered in fur, most of which
is greying. Huge tufts of brown and grey fur ride up
over his shirt collar. He has a voice like thunder
rumblin' and his body fills out his uniform so nicely,
I've been having a hard time concentrating on what
he's saying.

There's somethin' about a man in uniform.

"How many campers are from in state?" he asks and
people raise their hands. He has also raised his hand
and I see the hair covering the back of his hand. The
guy's a fuckin' werewolf.

I've adjusted my shorts so my balls are just danglin'
outside them. Just to see if he'd notice.

"It's important while you're here," the ranger
rumbles, "that you do not feed the bears. In fact, you
should not even approach them."

A fact which, I hope, does not apply to me. `Cause I'm
fuckin' hungry. And if I have my way, it might as well
be a ranger sandwich.

"And if a bear ever acts aggressively toward you," the
ranger says. But he doesn't continue. He's lookin' at
the tip of my balls hangin' out of my shorts. His eyes
linger a bit and he looks like he can't remember what
he was saying.

"If a bear acts aggressively," he stammers. He's looks
up into my eyes. Then he looks away. "Don't be
frightened. Just shout at him, clap your hands or
throw something."

The ranger has a sweet ass, full and round and
stretches out his green government issue pants just
nicely. The front ain't so bad from this angle either.
He has a manly gut that slips over his belt and his
package is so round and full it almost looks like he's
wearing a jock.

"Remember," the ranger says, "You must not be
frightened. You are the dominant bear."

He takes another look in my direction and I quickly
make a move to adjust myself. He turns away before I
can peek the tip of my cock out. Damn. I may have
misread this guy. Probably got some wife back in the
ranger cabin bakin' cookies for him.

Fuck. I'm so horny I could pass out from the cum
backed up in my balls.

The other campers are clapping and it's obvious that
announcements are over and he's going to start the
program.

"Tonight, we have a short film about bears," the
ranger announces. He has that ol' Dan Haggerty smile
that just stops my heart. I want to dive onto those
lips and feel our beards get mixed up together. Feel
his lips jammed against mine and that belly pressed
into me. But I guess that ain't goin' to happen.

"But I'm going to need a little help here with the
projector," the ranger says. "Can I have a volunteer?"

The ranger is lookin' straight at me. I'm slow, but my
hand finally goes up.

It's not all that's up.

In spite of the many little hands of the junior
rangers all saying "Me, me, me!" the ranger points to
me and says, "You'll do, sir. I need a big strong man
to help me out."

The ranger walks up the aisle and as he passes he
motions for me to join him. I'm walking as calmly as I
can under the circumstances, watching this burly
ranger's burly round ass sway in front of me.

When we get in the booth, he switches on the projector
with a quick gesture. The booth is dark and the light
of the film moves out over the audience and the
program begins.

"Guess you didn't need that much help with the
projector," I say.

The ranger doesn't smile.

"Look," the ranger says, starin' into my eyes. "You
were way out of line out there," he says. My heart
starts racing. What the fuck have I done? Is this guy
going to arrest me for indecent exposure or something?

"You are not the dominant bear out here," the ranger
says. He has his hands at his shirt buttons. He's
slowly undoing them. The fur on his chest is so thick
I can barely see the flesh beneath.

"I am the dominant bear in these woods," the ranger
rumbles.

His nipple comes out from beneath the shirt and my
cock is rock hard and I'm salivating heavily. He pulls
the shirt tail out from his pants and pulls the shirt
off his shoulders. Burly. His shoulders are muscled
and covered in the thickest brown and grey fur. His
belly protrudes from the rest of his body like Smokey
the Bear on a heavy diet of beer. He pats his belly
and smiles. "Wouldn't you agree?"

"Yes, sir," I choke out. "Yes, sir, I'd say you are
the dominant bear in these woods."

The man's hands are at his belt buckle and he's
pulling his pants open. "Then act like it," he says.

I drop to my knees. My face is inches away from his
green pants as they are slowly pulled down. He is
wearing tighty-whities and his cock and balls inside
them are filling them out so I can see every contour
of this burly man's crotch. But I am distracted by the
beefy hairy thighs before me and my hands slowly slide
up the fur on each thigh.

The ranger shivers. "That's right, bear," he says. I
move in and kiss his thighs. His skin is salty and
furry and my mouth can't get enough of this man's
flesh. His heavy paw goes to the back of my head.
"Good bear," he says. "Show this ranger what you're
made of."

I grab the waist of his tighty-whities and pull them
down. His cock and balls flop out. He's semi-erect and
already quite large in girth. His balls are hairy
fuckin' orbs the size of large grade A eggs and my
hands pull on them gently.

"Aww," the ranger groans. "Pull `em, bear. Pull on the
ranger's balls."

My tongue goes out and licks the balls. His hand pulls
me in to them. My tongue licks the underside of his
ballsac and the top of the ballsac and I suck one of
his balls into my mouth and lather it up with my spit.

"Bears are omnivorous," the program is saying, "and
will eat most anything at least once."

With one hand, I pull on his balls. His cock is
getting harder and longer and the veins are standing
out on the top of his rod. I watch it throb as I pull
his balls. He's groaning now and rubbing my shoulders
with his hands. I reach my other hand up under his
taint and move one finger into his hairy butt crack.

He hobbles back and forth a bit to spread his legs a
little more and my finger finds his asshole and begins
rubbing there.

"That's it, bear," he says. "Take care of me now."

I push my fingertip up into his ass all the while
pulling his balls. His cock is now fully hard and red
and throbbing inches from my face and the tip is
droolin' a little precum. I lap my tongue into the
slit of his cock and taste the musky fluid.

The noises the ranger's making are like an animal's,
all grunts and groans. I'm pullin' on his balls and my
finger's up his ass and he's moaning and his cock is
drippin' precum and I've got this guy in the palm of
my hands.

"Who's the dominant bear?" I ask. I'm lookin' up into
his face, but his eyes are closed and his head is
tilted back and when it dawns on him that I've said
something he looks down at me confused.

"Huh?" he says. His eyes are all unfocused like he's
nothing but a big raw cock and a yanked on ballsac and
an asshole being fucked by my manly finger and he
says, "What?"

"Who is the dominant bear now?" I ask.

The ranger's face goes hostile. I lick his balls and
he groans.

"Listen, guy," he says. "I'm the ranger here."

My mouth opens and his cockhead goes inside and my
tongue is swirling around and under his cockhead and I
am tickling the skin under his glans and he moans loud
enough to scare the entire campground.

"The mating habits of the full-grown bear," the movie
says, "is varied and voracious."

I lick the bottom of his rod with a flat tongue then
slide his cockhead back into my mouth.

"Ungh," he says. "I. I'm the... ranger."

I slide my mouth lower and lower down the huge thick
cock. My tongue works the bottom and I apply deep
suction and before long I'm all the way to his pubes.
Lappin' and suckin' on this big burly ranger's hardon.

"Ung," the ranger whines.

I suction back up the length of his cock, working the
cockhead and slit with my tongue.

"Who's the dominant bear?" I ask, then dive down onto
his cock.

The ranger laughs from deep in his chest and his hand
is on the back of my head and he's starting a rhythm
with his hips. His belly slams into my forehead as his
cock fucks my mouth slowly. I'm opening wide to
receive him and I'm gettin' off on this burly cock
face-fucking me.

"Aw, shit, bear," the ranger says.

I'm riding his cock with my mouth. Using my tongue, my
lips, my suction. I'm suckin' this guy's cock and he's
moaning with pleasure and his hips are bucking back
and forth and his hand on the back of my head.

"Ooos uh omminnun eeeear?" I say into his cock. And
the vibrations of my voice rips into his cockflesh and
I can feel his cock throbbing in my mouth and the man
can barely breath. I feel his balls rising up, ready
to burst. His hand presses onto the back of my head
and he seriously deep fucks my mouth.

"OOO?" I aks.

"You are!" the ranger shouts. "You are... mother
fucker... aww!"

And the cum shoots from his cock into my mouth and his
cock is fucking my mouth and the cum is juicing things
up and the cum is slipping out of the corners of my
mouth into my beard and I'm swallowing and swallowing
this burly fucker's cum.

The ranger keeps fucking my face, making grunts on
each thrust, until his cock begins to soften. I'm
barely breathing. His cock falls out of my mouth and
slaps softly against his balls.

I smack my lips, tasting the salty cum there. I stand
up and stare into the burly ranger's eyes. "Yes,
ranger," I say, "It's me. I am the dominant bear."

The ranger licks his lips. "Yes, sir," he says.

"I am the dominant bear," I say. My lips move toward
his. Stop right before they reach his lips. The ranger
groans, wanting it bad.

"I am the dominant--"

"Yes, yes," he whispers. I lean in and kiss him. My
tongue goes deep into his mouth. He sucks on my tongue
a bit. I pull back and he looks dreamily into my eyes.

"You are the dominant bear," he says.

My hand goes to the top of his head. "Then act like
it," I say.

The ranger drops to his knees. His face is nuzzling
into my shorts. His wide strong hands are grabbing my
ass cheeks and his hot breath is making balls rumble.
My cock is ready for this burly man's attention.

After all, I am the dominant bear.