This is a true story about a real person as well as a minor porn celebrity. Last July (1999) I walked into Little Sisters Bookstore in Vancouver with my boyfriend, a very handsome man of about 5"8" and trim figure, his good looks make me constantly lust after him. John a farmer from Western Australia was with us and as we separated, each going through the racks of the books offered to the gay and lesbian reading public, I came across a book on Bears, by a guy named Chris Nelson I think. Printed sometime in the early 1990's I paged through sets of pictures of Bears, Hairy men with big builds. When suddenly, a page opened to Al, I stopped, gazed at the brown eyes, the hairy man, his strong build, the big cock and balls.
The face and body familiar to my eyes and memory, Al McVitty, a small town boy from Alberta. I was instantly transported to another time and place. My breath came as a sigh as I remembered the meeting the first time in the bar "Dicks" in Calgary, July 6th or 7th 1984. I had got the courage to walk into the bar in the middle of the afternoon during the Calgary Stampede. Several small groups of men drinking, joking, laughing, looking, teasing, oggling and flirting were there. I ordered a drink, probably a beer, a couple of men about 27 to 35 were joking next to me. A handsome blonde man, Rene and a shorter, stockier man, Al, with a beard were groping each other, more in a teasing manner than a sexual manner.
The blonde called out 'hey good looking, you needing some company?', I laughed, nervous, anxious and yet willing to be drawn into the conversation. Quick introductions were made, backgrounds were exchanged as to our rural roots. The shared intimacy of being gay from a rural community made the group less threatening and more comfortable, good old boys, cut from the same cloth.
The blonde complained about being tired and needing a rest from the all night party that he had been on. Al offered up his place to rest, he lived in an apartment along MacLeod Trail, I was also invited back to his place. Anxious to please and be included I jumped into the vehicle, a 4X4 Bronco with bucket seats, I was in the back with Al driving. We quickly covered the ground got to the apartment building and went up the elevator and into Al's two bedroom apartment. Nothing special, fairly sparsely furnished, if I remember right, Al proceeded down the hallway to the master bedroom. We followed and Rene quickly collapsed on the bed and Al asked if I wanted to watch some video.
' Sure', I replied, we laid on the bed watching some school kid being detained for some reason by the teacher. Soon the action started on the video and I saw a huge cock appear from the kids pants and the teacher strip and the action start on the teachers desk. I looked at Al and he put his arm around me and kissed me.
He asked, 'you want to get cleaned up?'
We got up and went into the bathroom, he said ' I'll get us some towels'. I stripped and climbed into the tub and started the shower water flowing on me. Al stripped and entered the shower, for the first time I saw him naked, the hair of his body making no doubt to me that he was a man and the size of his cock and balls emphasized he was all man.
Lust broiled in me, I wanted everything to happen and I wanted it all at once. I kissed his lips, sucked at his nipples, and slid down his body to that huge piece of meat. My fingers grasped, held and fondled his huge dangling nuts, my mouth slowly slid up and down that big skin flute with its extra uncut piece of skin. I had never touched an uncut cock, but then I hadn't handled many other cocks other than my own up until then. I tried to deep throat him, choked, he pulled me up and insisted on washing my hair rinsing my back, I was so hard, having a man touch me, not only touch me but want to touch me. I felt so free and so loved, and so in lust, it was a wonderful sensation.
He moved back against the shower head wall and let the water run down my back, as he rinsed my hair. I had other plans, I lifted my leg to the side of the tub and reached down and back to grasp his hard cock. His soapy fingers ran down my back and he found the hole between my cheeks, soaped it and then fingered it with his thick fingers. I leaned forward to accommodate and invite more of this man into me, my fingers touching, pulling that huge chunk of meat.
With lust driving me I moved back, putting that cock at the entrance and allowed it to find the right spot. I forced my body back on to it, I wanted it, my body was hungry for it, I needed to have a man fuck me, I needed to give pleasure to get pleasure. The knob slid into me, the extra skin accommodating the thrust easier, I didn't stop I didn't want to stop, pain was secondary to giving pleasure to this man. I gritted my teeth and then pushed again forcing the whole shaft into me, stopped only by the physical barrier of his hairy torso. He grasped me and stopped me "Whoa, kid, slow down we got all afternoon." He held me so that I couldn't move and slowly I relaxed my ass around his long hard cock. The initial grabbing and gasping of air from my lungs slowed and I felt the pleasure of knowing I could accommodate Al. Slowly he moved his big cock back and forth into me, maybe an inch or two at a time. I gasped at the feelings as the water pelted me and all that mattered, was centered in my ass. I felt his thrusts, then added my own pressure to his and we found our rhythm. Then suddenly the sensations really started, his balls hitting the back of my thighs. I couldn't stop, I gasped, the little slaps of those large egg sized balls slapping against my thighs pushed me into another head space. My fist found my own hard cock and I stroked hard on it as I forced myself back and forth sawing his hard cock into my rarely touched ass. I took control of that cock and pleasure was all that mattered to me, I rammed that fucker into me, I felt those balls bang hard against me, the sensation only intensified as I bent to give him easier access. He took advantage and between us we worked to an orgasm. He was rough on my body trying to hold it to get more into me, I, rough also, trying to feel his hairy body on me, to feel his balls and cock all at the same time. I was greedy, we didn't last that long.
I came first, I didn't stop, I didn't want him to think that once I came that it was all that I was willing to give. I felt his fingers grip my hips and his grunts and moans matched the pressure of his grip as he used my sore, willing butt. Finally the frenzy of his thrusts stopped, I leaned back into that mass of hair and he wrapped his arms around me and held me. His tongue flicking my ear and he hoarsely spoke, "Your one hot fuck." His cock started to shrink and slide out of me, the cum running down my leg and the water carrying it down to the drain.
I washed his hair and we dried each other off and went back into the bedroom where Rene slept. We watched some more of the video that was still going and slowed down and napped. I re awoke and watched more of that video and before too long my cock was hard again. I looked at the two men I lay between and I wondered if I could fuck one of these.
With Al's back to me I reached over and slid my hand in his crack and gently massaged his butt finding his hole and then sliding my finger into him. He woke, reached out and grabbed some KY and handed it to me. I slipped some lube on my fingers and slowly put it in and around his hole. He spread his legs to better accommodate me and in my anxious state I quickly lubed myself up and climbed between his spread legs and my young hard cock found his friendly pucker. I slid in, he slowed me and asked for a moment, then he nodded and I slid in a little slower with a bit more control than the initial penetration. He sighed and I found myself buried cock deep in a hairy man, his hairy back and broad shoulders the nape of his neck and his large ears greeted my body. I started a slow thrust into him enjoying sensations of the moment. Man was this cool, fucking a man. A rhythm grew and we started fucking, rutting and enjoying each other.
He pushed up to his knees so that he could grasp his hard cock better. This forced me to my knees and his round hair covered ass was resting in my hands. His balls that had so recently bounced at the back of my legs were now bouncing from the inside the front of my thighs. His hand working that long piece of meat as I worked my hungry cock up his chute. He wanted this, I looked over at the blonde in the bed beside us and wished he would wake up and join us but he was out like a light. I stopped thinking of him and only of us. It may have lasted 10 minutes but I doubt it, I felt that pressure in my balls and I rammed all of myself into him. My thrusts set his hand to quicken and his ass tightened on my cock I couldn't hold back and my body made involuntary shaking as I dumped all my ball juice into him as he was dumping his load on the bed. I slumped against his back and he to the bed, we rolled into the curve of our bodies and we held each other and drifted off to sleep.
I looked around the book store and saw my boyfriend in the psychological section of the book store and John just an aisle away I motioned for John to come over and pointed at the picture of Al and said, I used to know this guy. He admired the body and huge cock and balls. I said when I knew him he was a much bigger man. The photos didn't really show the difference but I could tell that he was about 40 pounds lighter than when I first knew him.
I only saw Al twice after that, both times in Vancouver at the Royal. I learnt through mutual friends of his life in Vancouver and his sojourn down to San Francisco to do jack off flicks and the black and white photos that I still run into every once in a while, some even on the Internet. We never had sex again but he told me it was one of his best fucks ever, sometimes I will jack off and remember those big balls bouncing against the back of my legs, I have never felt that sensation again and it lives in my memory. I talked to him one last time in Edmonton in 1991 just prior to his death of AIDS.
When I left ' Little Sisters' with John and my lover I thought of how lucky we were to be healthy and said a prayer for Al. Yeah, he was unlucky and I was lucky, we had had unsafe sex. The part about AIDS could just as easily been the story of both of us as it was at the start of the epidemic. I have learned to wear a rubber and make it part of my survival gear. I am still healthy HIV- and Al is gone but not his memory. I have love and a good sex life, I work at our relationship and we keep it monogamous. Don't be part of the next wave, please play safe, its only sex but it is your life, no amount of passion is worth that amount of pain. If just one more person doesn't get the virus then this is worth writing and sharing with you.
HAJ
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