Date: Fri, 8 Oct 2010 07:56:16 -0700 (PDT)
From: hairy1
Subject: The Bear Watches His Soap

The Bear Watches His Soap
By hairy1

(This is a work of fiction, and no real persons or events are depicted.
Safe sex practices are not depicted; but in real life, get tested and
always play safe. If you have comments, you can contact the author at
ursuspilosus@yahoo.com)

After a long day trying to get home to you, messed up airports and flights,
I finally arrive.  You had a long day at work, even had to work extra time,
you look wiped out.  You are just slouched down on the couch when I finally
walk in, watching the last part of the soap that you had taped.  It is on
commercial, and you pause the tape.  Man, you in your t-shirt and shorts
are just so beautiful to me.

"Sweet man, I'm so so sorry that I am late." I would say, as I walk over to
you, step up between your spread legs, place a hand on each of your
shoulders, and lean into you for a long gentle kiss.

"Baby, don't worry" you would say "you let me know you were running behind,
there was nothing you could do".  I would feel so lucky yet again, to have
someone as sweet and understanding as you.

"You didn't need to wait up for me, though, it's late, and you had to work
so hard, like always.  And now that we are both tired, I have ruined the
wrestling re-match." I would say, my face still up against you.

"Of course I am going to wait up for you, stop that right now! I'll always
be there for you." You always know the right thing to say, and I kiss you
again.

"OK, OK, you sweet hairy sexy bear man sir" I laugh, cheered up now "you
win, I will behave, I won't say anything to make you have to growl at me".
I have a big smile now, and you look at me and smile back, then give my
bottom a quick little slap "You had better not, or else, I'll punish you
again, maybe 60 kisses this time."

I don't want to let go of you, but have figured out that you only have
about 20 minutes of your soap left (pretty bright of me, I'm not as stupid
as I look - ha ha, that is narrative, I can say that, and you can't growl
in the story because you wouldn't hear it!).  "Sexy, you finish your show,
I'm gonna jump in the shower, I'm all grubby from the airport, ok?"

Obviously, you don't want me to go, but realizing that you have lifted my
cranky mood and don't want it back, and you really do want to see who
killed the lover of the sister's mother's boyfriend while the son was in
the Bahamas with the secret long lost dead twin sister who has come back
and ., so you smile at me again and send me on my way. You hear the water
running, but get very entranced in your show.  It is a great episode, who
would have thought of that plot twist!  You don't even notice me walking in
with just a towel wrapped around my waist, still slightly damp.

(You don't even notice me?!?! What?!?! Who is writing this? That is just
wrong.  The soap is on tape, you can just pause it!  Oh, man, I can't
believe this! I need a better agent!)

I sit on the couch next to you, lean into you.  You don't even look, but
put your arm around me.  I press in, nice and close.  It is nice to snuggle
into you, knowing that you are enjoying the show.  It can be so comfortable
to just sit together, no need to always talk or wrestle or anything.

(Darn, who put arms on this couch!  So much for another great plot twist -
I can't push you off for another amazing wrestling pin like before.
Outwitted again!)

Eventually, your show ends.  You stretch your arms up, obviously tired
after a long day.  I am still snuggled up to your side, missing you arms
while you are stretching.  You finally look at me, "I like what you have
on" you say with a sly smile.  I give you a soft kiss, and say it is late,
we are both tired, time to get you tucked in. You have to agree, you are
tired.  I get up to take the tape out for you, bend over at the waist in
front of the TV, in just a towel, right in front of you, take the tape out
and stand back up.

"No, no" you say "put that tape back it, it is set to tape everyday for me!
If I miss an episode, it can be hard to catch back up."

"Oh sorry, sweetie" and I would bend back over to put it in - dropping the
towel this time.

At this you would stand up, come up behind me, and place your hands on my
hips.  Gently rub there. Press your hardening cock against me, still in
your shorts.  "Gggggrrrrrrr, you are right, it is time for bed!" (I will
note here that I would have successfully put the tape back in, and made
sure it is set for tomorrow's show, don't worry.)

But we have both had long days, so after you get naked (yeah, so tired it
took 5 seconds instead of 3), we lay down on our sides, facing each
other. My leg is up over you now, one arm over you too, the other gently
playing with your chest hair. I'm gently rolling it around my fingers,
tracing circles through it and around your nipples. Ruffing it up the wrong
way, then smoothing it back down. Just enjoying the feel of your body.

You place your hands on either side of my face, begin to gently stroke my
beard.  Rubbing my beard softly, soothingly with you fingers. Playing with
it. Oh man, this feels so good, I close my eyes, relax into it. My mouth
parts slightly, and I sigh. You lean your face into mine, still touching my
beard, and softly kiss my lips. I'm still playing with your fur, but
feeling totally passive now. Leaving one hand on my face, you take the
other and start to gently stroke the hair on my back, smoothing it.
Tracing your fingers up and down my spine. Gently, you roll me onto my
stomach, still stroking my back lightly, turning my face towards you with
your other hand, softly kissing my lips again.

You hand runs down to my ass now, gently stroking the fur there, then up my
back again.  Each time your hand leaves my cheeks and moves to my lower
back, my ass seems to raise itself up off the bed, trying to follow your
hand. Then it relaxes back down again as your hand moves back to caress
it. You lay there and watch me move under your hand, listen to my soft
sighs of contentment. I am totally relaxed to your touch now, just enjoying
the moment and being with you.

"Big bear can I ." you start to say.  My eyes are still partially closed,
but I smile at you, whisper "anything, sweet man, anything"

You sit up, reach over to the nightstand and grab a bottle of lube,
squirting some into your free hand. Continuing to stroke my back, you
softly, slowly rub the lube into my crack, as I spread my legs wide to give
you access. Then you gently press it into my hole, your finger sliding in
easily with all the lube.  You work it all the way in, moving your finger
in circles to coat the entire rim.  Eventually you remove your finger, and
place the remaining lube from your hand onto your hard cock.

You slowly crawl to between my legs, very slowly lean in, lying down on top
of me. Your cock it positioned just right, it slides into me easily as your
body presses down, making me gasp with pleasure. You press your full weight
onto me, gently running your hands along my sides, your mouth against my
shoulders, as your cock penetrates me deeply.  It feels so right, makes me
feel full. You slowly begin to thrust back and forth in me, never coming
all the way out, just taking your time, slowly, gently, a soothing rhythm.
I am moaning now, and my breathing starts to match your thrusting,
breathing in as you pull you cock back, out as your cock sinks back in to
press against my prostate, as if your thrusting was pressing the air in and
out of me.

I start to move my hips as well, increasing the movement of your cock in
me, causing you to moan as well, and my cock to be massaged back and forth
by the movement against the bed.

It is a slow gentle love making, no rush, just us and all the time we want
to take; your cock sliding back and forth inside me, your hands caressing
my body, your lips gently moving over my shoulders and neck.

As you start to breathe faster, getting closer to orgasm, I bend my knees a
bit, raise my ass up slightly, allowing a slightly different angle and even
deeper penetration.  This makes me groan a bit, it feels so good.

"Oh man I am going to cum soon" you say, moving with stronger yet still
gentle slow thrusts. We are both breathing harder now, but are still not
rushing.  I am moaning in pleasure with each breathe out, aaaaaaaahhhhhhh
intake aaaaaaahhhhhhh intake aaaaaaaaahhhhhh intake

You place you hands on my hips, all your weight centered there, and with
one final strong thrust start to shoot you hot cum into me, filling my
insides. You stop thrusting, but I can feel the pulsing of your cock with
each spurt of cum, and it pushes me over too.

Instead of the roaring explosive climax you sometimes give me, this is
different. It is a sweet release of all the tension of the day, relaxing
more with each spurt of cum.  It is an intense warming sensation starting
between my cock and ass and spreading throughout my entire body, soothing
me at the same time it gives me intense pleasure.  Oh man, you are too
good.  This is exactly what I needed after the aggravation of this day.

After we are both done shooting, I lower my ass down again, and you let
your cock slide out. You roll over to lay by my side, still rubbing my back
softly. You whisper that you love me, and kiss me yet again.  You are
incredibly tender, so sweet even to someone as cranky as I was.

I roll to my side too, slowly carefully put my leg up over you. I put an
arm over and around you, drawing you close. You wrap your arms around me
and slide a leg between mine. I am holding you up against me, not
squeezing, just close. I whisper "I love you too", and softly kiss your
mouth. Then I kiss your nose, then the bridge of your nose. Then I kiss
your left eye brow, then your right eyebrow. Then your forehead. Then your
right eyelid, as you slowly close your eyes. Then your left eyelid. Then
back to your sweet lips for one last slow kiss of the day, as you drift off
to sleep. "I'll keep you safe and warm all night", I whisper, and know that
you are doing the exact same for me, as I fall asleep content in your arms.