About a month ago, I was having one of those boring days, yah know one of those days where yah just hate sitting around doing nothing. I'm 38, 5'9, with a rugby player builder, red hair with green/brown eyes, furry everywhere. Playing on the computer sounded better then the usual cable re-runs, and yah never know whom yah might meet. I sat online for about an hour, when I ran into this guy. Typical, no photo, and a cheesy bio. After a few minutes of the usual chatter, and the systematically placed flirtations, I was starting to be impressed with his online charm and wit. I was preparing to go in for the kill, asking the fated online question "Want to play sometime?", when me messaged me with "You seem like a nice guy, interested in going out for a coffee?". I explained, my car was down so he offered to pick me up, I hesitated; as yah never let them know where yah live till you meet them at least once, but there was something inside me that said, "hey, go for it". I said "sure", and gave him the address.
Shortly thereafter there was knocking at the door so I went and opened and it and WOW I thought; as I sized him up. Within a second his intense smiling eyes captivated me. They sparkled as I looked into them. He was 6 foot something, with a football players build. His tanned completion gave off an air of no cares in the world. His neatly groomed short jet black hair and beard; with a hint of grey; said late 30 something. He had an incredible smile, yah know the kind, that in combination with those smiling eyes make even the most jaded bear melt inside. I took a breath and said to myself, "Fuck, yeah".
He was dressed in a neatly pressed black dress shirt with a non-overstated power tie. As I looked down, he noticed. Hmm, I thought, black casual pants, a wide leather belt with a buckle only a masculine trucker type bear could wear. The crotch, well it was evident there was a large package. Finishing the glance to the ground, polished black cowboy boots. I wondered if this man knew just how damn hot, handsome and well put together he was.
I invited him in and closed the door. "Hey, I just have to get my coat", he smiled as he looked me in the eyes and said with his deep wolf-man jack type voice, "Why bother, we both know why I am here". Impressed, I thought to myself "boy he sure knows what he wants and how to get it". I smiled, not taking my eyes off of him, and said "I guess we do".
As if he knew me; he reached to me and pulled me into him, with a masculine bear embrace. He looked me in the eyes and then kissed me. I closed my eyes. It was a kiss like no other. A masculine kiss; like a man who knows how to kiss another man. Hard, firm, passionate, deep, breathtaking, and when the intensity was almost too much, the intoxication of his lightly scented masculine cologne overtook me, he growled a little moan, that said he was turned on. I could felt the shear power of this man. He kissed with strength and a passion reserved for lovers. I melted, kissing him back with the same intensity, giving him back a little "grrr" of my own. Then I let the intensity of the kiss lessen a little; to tell him; I am his for the taking. I could felt the heat of his body against my chest, my hard cock against his leg, his firm grip around my body. I opened my eyes, to see he was looking deep into mine. We kissed again. After what seems like a lifetime in his arms, we dis-embrace. He growls a little as he clears his thought and said " Ummmm, what a good kisser". I simply responded with a little higher pitch growl "Hmmm", in an agreeing way. I took him by arm, with no words; he followed me as I lead him down the hall.
We enter the bedroom, and I turned him around facing me with his back to the foot of the king size bed. I embraced him pulling him into me. Looking deep into his intense eyes, I kissed him with the same masculine intensity we shared at the door. I grabbed his but cheeks with both hands and pull myself into him closer. With us both feeling the intensity, my hands roamed up his back. I felt the muscle of this man, his strength and hard body. I bushed against his beard and he growled a firm little growl, he approved. I released and look into his eyes, as I started to unbutton his dress shirt at the bottom. I could felt my hands brush against the coarse silk of his chest hair. As each button released, I could felt his warm furry pelt. As I worked my way to the top, I took a moment to felt his whole chest. He took in a deep breath, and so did I. Again I smelled the intoxication of his cologne, which intensifies the experience. I could felt his body heat intensify. As I reached the top of his chest, I pulled him in closer and kissed him deeply. I released, and then undid the tie removing it. I opened the last button at the collar. As I when to remove his shirt, I change my mind. I embraced him, walking him a little backwards. I lead him back to the edge of he bed. We don't stop looking into each other's eyes, locked in an intense stair, I caressed his chest hair, felting his treasure trail from the bottom up, and top down. Course silk, ran though my fingers, I sighed, and nudged him to a sitting position on the end of the bed. I stepped in and lower his back on to the bed with his feet on the floor. There he laid, this handsome man, with his shirt open on my bed.
Crawling up the side of his body. I positioned my hairy chest over the top of his fur and kissed him deeply. I moved my face to his chest hair, tickling it with my beard drinking in the smell of this man, his heat and fur. Testing his nipples with my fingers, I could tell he liked it. So I went in for the taste, taking his hard bullet nipples in my mouth. Gently and then more intensely I sucked and nibbled on them. He moaned. I caressed his chest at the same time, and then moved to the other nipple. Working his chest I felt him watching me. I could felt his body heat, and I knew he was enjoying my attention. I released the nipple and caressed his chest with my beard as I worked my way down his furry treasure trail to his belt buckle.
I stood up positioning myself between his legs, and releasing the buckle. Well he laid on the bed; I removed the belt from his pants, one loop at a time. I could tell he was impressed. I reach into the lip of the waistband of his pants, taking the button between my fingers, releasing it to freedom. I caressed his package though his pants. He moaned a little. I could felt his hard shaft and rock hard balls. They were calling for release. I return to the zipper, and slowly unzip the pants. He motioned to get up, but instead I took his leg and place them on my shoulder. Lifting his legs and waist into the air, I removed his pants both legs at a time. I lowered his legs back to the bed. I placed my hand on his crotch and felt the outline of his cock in his white sport boxers. I though to myself, they show his big package well. His hard cock was pressed tight against the fabric, revealing his boxers supportive grip. I felt his balls thought the fabric; he growls and said "Ohhhaa". I take the upper edge of the shaft of his cock into my mouth though his underwear. Teasing his cock with my mouth and tongue. I felt the heat build after a few short seconds. I switched to his balls and I knew it was time.
I caressed his belly, and taking down his waistband slowly, peeling off his shorts. I saw for the first time the real deal, but I already knew how hot and hard they were. I stopped and admired his package. His well-shaped cock entranced me with just the right amount of foreskin for my tongue to play with and a tight pair of bull balls, ready for the licking. Without touching any of it, I again lifted his legs on my shoulder removing his underwear for good.
While lowering his legs to the floor, I got on my knees and gently licked the top of his shaft. I could feel the shivers he felt as I gently licked the tip of his cock. It was hot, clean, and tasted like man. But it wasn't time for that yet; I thought to myself; let's make this last. I lowered myself to his balls, licking them gently and taking each one into my mouth. I could feel the tight hot fur covers skin of his sack on my lips and tongue. I then caressed them with my hands as I licked his chotta/taint and explored the edges of his thighs with my tough. "Hmmm", I growled, as I tasted only the finest essences of his male musk. I took it all in with my senses, as I again returned to this hard cock.
Taking his hard cock deep in my mouth, I opened my throat to take him deeper. I took my time and worked my way back up his shaft to the tip with my tongue. As I went for the second stoke, I used the ridges of my soft pallet so gently on his head. Then continually I worked him in and out of my mouth deep and slow. My hot tongue caressing his cock. My throat closed to make the suction. They worked together as one.
I felt him move a little to the side, as he growled his approval. I looked up to see him. He was looking deeply in the eyes, watching me take his cock in my mouth. Deep into my throat. As I went back up for more, I caressed the tip of his head with my tongue and ran my lips around it, giving him a show.
I had never been so turned on or electrified during sex before. I wanted so badly to take this mans hard hot cock. It was strange; I had never felt so in sync with another man in my life. I worked his cock letting him set the pace well I established the rhythm. I can still felt him in my mouth, filling my throat, feeling his pleasure. This time as I went down on his cock, with my tongue in tow, he postured his hip extending his cock even deeper into my throat. I was so turned on; it was so erotic, so animalistic. I looked up at him again, and did my best to continue to return his gaze, making love to this man. His cock worked my throat, as my mouth, tongue, soft pallet and lips worked his cock. I reach up and felt his treasure trail of fur, then caressed his balls with my other hand. He groaned and he immediately shot a small hot stream of pre-cum onto my tongue. Thank god I was on the upstroke, as I could felt his cock pulsate as he extracted his sticky hot and delicious juices on my tongue. I growled, "Hmmmmma", in delight. Looking him deeply in the eyes.
I think I sensed what could really turn this man on. I knew I could make this experience more intense for him. I slowly removed myself for his cock. He looked at me as if to say "What?" I responded with "I will be right back". I left the room only three paces taking the full-length mirror off the wall in hallway. I knew that this guy would like to see the whole view. As I re-entered the room with the mirror, he asked, "what's that for", I said, "You'll see". I grabbed the office chair from my desk at the other end of the room and placed the mirror on it, propped with a pillow for the right angle. He shimmied up the bed, and said, "ah, I understand, you want to watch", I responded, "It's not for me". Angling the mirror so he could see his cock and balls,
I returned to the end of the bed, climbing up the side of him, he watched, I slid up further and we embraced and kissed deeply. I could feel his tongue deep in my mouth and tasted his saliva and the essence of a cigarette smoked only minutes ago, it excited me and I exchanged my fluids with him, kissing him deeply, feeling our tongues meet as we explored each others mouths. Hard; yet genital; with that masculine power. He pulled me tighter and I grunted as he took control of my mouth. He released, and then let me do the same to him. He reached over and felt my chest as we kissed. His hands worked there way to my balls, then cock. We release our kiss, and he postures to move. I held him back and said "Its not your turn", he looked me deeply in the eyes and said a sarcastic drawn out "oh, really". I rolled him over on his back again, and ensure he was in line with the mirror for his viewing pleasure.
With my beard, and tongue, I worked my way across his chest, tasting his nipples, feeling his fur. I couldn't help myself, he felt so hot, smelled so good and tasted so clean, and I lifted his arm, and nuzzled my way into his armpit. I needed to taste his mans musk. Well stoking his chest hair, I licked out his pit; sucking on its flesh gently, then harder, he seems to like it. I could feel him watching me, as I tasted him. I sighed. Then decides to move on. I brushed my beard down his treasure trail with my tongue on his body returning past his erect cock to his tight balls taking one into my mouth.
He looked into the mirror, and growled a manly grunt in approval as his cock jumped to attention. I slide up the shaft with my lips, positioning my mouth over his cock, taking it deep into my throat. I caressed the tip of his cock with tongue and lips. Then went up and down the side of his shaft; give him a good show. I took his whole cock deep into my throat. I felt him put his hands onto my head, caressing my hair, as he extended his hip in a pelvic thrust extending his cock even deeper into my throat. He tried to maintain eye contact, but he couldn't help but look away, looking into the mirror as I worked his hard cock. My tongue loved the feel of his meat; the tip of his foreskin gave it some extra movement and room to slide.
He looked at me and said "you like that cock in your mouth, I can tell". Without removing his cock I murmur, "Yeah, give it to me". His whole cock worked my throat, as my mouth, throat, tongue, soft pallet and lips worked his cock. He looked me in the eyes and shot another hot stream of pre-cum onto my tongue on the upstroke. At that moment I gave in to my animal instincts and growled "hmmmma", as I reached for his balls, and alternated from his thigh to his furry belly, with my other hand. Then I postured myself and reaching his nipples, as I took his cock in my mouth. Deep into my throat, and worked it with my tongue, creating a vacuumed pressure and suction, and then releasing it at the tip. He growled his approval. I loved working his cock. Again, he sets the pace well I established the rhythm. I engourphed his hot cock. He waited till I looked up, into his eyes, and he growled "Yah keep that up, your gon'na make me cum", I took my mouth off his cock raised my head looking right back at him and said "that's the idea".
Without hesitation I opened my mouth and slid his cock in as deeply as I could. He moaned in pleasure as I slid up his shaft, tongue in tow, sliding it back and forth on his shaft till I reached the head. Taking his head in my lips, I circled his cock with my tongue, exploring his slit, and then go back down for another deep stoke. My hands took his balls and gentely but firmly pulled them down. I could feel he was getting close, his breathing had changed and his skin was now sweaty. Just then another hot load of pre-cum, coated my tongue, this time a little saltier, and less viscous. We both growled, a resounding "hmmmma hmmma", as he postured his hips on my down stoke, I opened up for a deep entry, and worked my way up and down his shaft. I looked up to see him, looking at me deeply in my eyes, watching me move up and down his cock, milking every drop. He looked in the mirror and then looked me in the eyes.
Firmly yet gently, I continued to work his balls. I took my fingers and then started working his taint. I could see him in the mirror, as he postured his body and he starts working his nipples with his hands. He groaned. His breathing intensified. I kept eye contact with him, and he smiled as his hands moved from his nipples and came to the sides of my head. I continued to work his cock, but then I decided it was time to give him complete control. As I closed my throat and applied my tongue to his cock for greater friction and suction, I could feel his hard cock, sliding up and down my tongue and into my throat. He pulled out just enough to me to feel it on my lips. Then he went for another down stoke. His balls rose high in his sack still in my hand. I released his balls and reached up and around his arms taking his nipples hard in my hands. He groaned, with a "Ohhh, hmmm, ahhhh". I could feel he was almost ready. He waited till I looked him in the eyes, and he pulsated his hips as he went for the final stoke. I could feel it as the tension in his body released; he let go of my head as he forced it down for one last deep plunge. As I went for the upstroke, I could feel his cock start to pulsate and well up with his cum. I took another down stoke, holding his cock closed with my lips. He moaned and gyrated, even shook a little, as he shot 5 distinct shots from his balls into his cock. I released slightly and with a gentle upstroke he shoots one last load, releasing all of it on the tip of my tongue. I could taste him, so hot and sweet, the strings of his hot load in my mouth.
I used his cum to lube his cock as I continued to gently work his tool, he pulsated and tensed, as if he's going to cum again. He roared, "ohhhh, wwwwuuuuaaaaaaa". I swallowed his hot load on the way up, he pulsated as if he could take it any more. I gently took his cock out of my mouth, and milked it exposing a final drop of un-expressed cum. I licked it up with my tongue. He growled "Ohhha" and I did it again, this time taking his cock back deep into my mouth. I cleaned up every drop. It was more then he could take "No more, he pleads". I released his cock, and gently start to lick his ball. He relaxed for a minute, then he looked me in the eyes and smiled, " Now I guess it your turn now".
I slid up the bed beside him, and looked him in the eyes. I caressed his chest hair; he pulls me in closer and kisses me. His kiss had more varicosity then before, deep, hard yet genital. Our tongues explored each other's mouths, and I submitted to the passion. He stopped, reached down to his cock stoking it once, and takes off a new pearl of pre-cum, bringing it up for me to see. I reached in and took it in my mouth, and sucked his essences from his fingers. He smiled as he withdrew his fingers from my mouth and said, "See what you do to me". I laughed and he forced me off his chest onto my back, looking me in the eyes, he growled as he came in for a kiss, and ran his big strong hands down my chest through my treasure trail all the way to my cock, taking hold and stoking it so deeply and gently.
He breaks the kiss, brought his hand up from my cock to show me the pearls of pre-cum he had just milked from my cock. He looked me in the eyes, and then took the string on his tongue, sucks it in, licking my essence off his hands, then he kissed me deeply and I could taste myself on his tongue. . I sighed, thinking to myself "Fuck this is hot". He pulled me in tight as his hand again returned to my cock. I could felt myself melt in his arms, letting go to the passion this man exudes.
He sets a rhythm and I thought I was gonna shoot any minute, but he must known this because he stopped and moved his hands down to my balls, pulling them firm, but not too hard. I felt a tinge in my prostate, and growled my approval. With the tips of his large strong hands he tickled/massaged my balls, a sensation I had never experiences to date. My sack was aching for release, my big balls heavy and full of cum. He cupped my balls and said, "MMM, you have big meaty balls. They are the largest I have seen in a while". After a little more tantric play with my sack, he reached his fingers into my lower bag massaging my root of cock. I could felt my prostate tightens in delight. I thought to myself "What a talent". A few go minutes went by and he returned his hands to my rock hard cock, his other hand now working my nipples.
He forced himself off of me getting, out of the bed. He repositioned the mirror to the bed, and without words while looking me in the eyes, he dragged my legs across the middle of the king size bed spreading them eagle. He stopped and looks my body over briefly, before crawling gently over my legs. I could feel the hair on his arms caress my legs with each movement. He looked up into my eyes, and growled a little grunt. He looked up at me, and with out taking his eyes off me; without warning of the intense action to come; he plunged his mouth over my cock, and sweeps it tightly all the way to its base, making my balls tighten as the intensity of this action sunk in. If I could ever cum with just one stoke that would have been it. I sighted "ohhh". I was torn between keeping eye contact and looking in the mirror to see this guy engulf my cock. He went up the shaft and gave one more intense plunge. I felt like I was on cloud nine. I thought to myself "If he keeps this up, I will cum in no time".
On the up stoke he swept the head of my cock with his tongue, as he took his mouth off of it. I could instantly feel the heat of mouth dissipate. He took my balls in his hand and he pulled them tight, and opened his mouth. Using his tongue he swept my balls, and I could feel his hot wet salvia. Gently he took one into his mouth, and I felt his gently suction then his tongue probe all around. I arched my back, as I felt the intensity increase. He released my sack from his hand and placed the second nut into his mouth. "Wow" I thought to myself, as I grunted in approval, not knowing what was next to come. He then took my cock in as well. What a feeling, it was way over the top. The pressure was just at the edge of unbearable. Both nuts, the sack and my cock all in his hot mouth at one time. It was a sensation like no other. My balls were so tight, wrapped in his mouth, my cock deeply into his throat. He moved his head in and out, up and down to massage the whole package. After several minutes of watching him do this in the mirror he released my package, looked up at me and grinned. He knew he taken me to a whole new level of sensation.
He then licked from the top of my groin, down the area beside my sack, and then blew gently down the area he had covered in his hot juices. After the pressure of the full suck on my entire package, this sensation was so different; my cock rose, drooling out a nice pearls of pre-cum. He looked up at me and he took my man juice in one hand, looked at it for a second then licked his hand clean. He worked his way down the other side of my groin, with his tongue and then some gently blowing. He worked all the way around my taint/chotta with his mouth. He alternated between licking and sucking my taint, up and down from my balls. His tongue felt wonderful against the flesh. Hot and wet, he probed the tip of my taint where is turns towards the crack. My body postured, hips raised. He grabbed my legs tightly and he didn't stop. It was like he was working me.
My body was on fire. I shivered in delight as I had the most intense dry orgasm, it was so intense I start to laugh a little; due to the insanity of the over stimulation. He had taken me over the edge of orgasm; my whole body was writhing in the sensation. I reached down with my hands; instinctively; he grabbed them, and held them, as he made me ride it out. He slowed his tongue action, as my cock went a little soft and lets me catch my breath, and then he moved from my taint back to my rock hard balls. His mouth worked me like I had never been worked before. He was talented. What sensations he gave me with his mouth, throat, and that suction.
I was in awe. He saw my cock starting to gown again, and he made his moved. Looking at me looking at him in the mirror. He moved into a push-up type position, and then quickly took me deep into his mouth. I felt a stirring in my balls, as he went up and then down using his mouth to milk my cock all the way to end of my shaft. He read my body and my cock, finding just the right places to apply pressure and used his tongue, to quickly put me back on edge.
He knew he had me close. He looked me deeply in the eyes, over my body and I maintain eye contact with each sweep over my sheathing tool. In that moment, I knew he wanted my load, and he wanted it bad. The sensation was more then I could take, his eyes looked right into my soul. He was sucking the life out of me. I couldn't take it anymore. I could feel the dam break, as the fluid spilled out of my nuts. In that instant he knew, as he went for the down stoke he held my cock shaft shut, the pressure built as the load backed up in my cock, sending me over the edge of a full blown orgasm. One like I have never felt before. He removed his mouth from my cock, and watched as he releases the pressure on my cock. He watched the silky streams of cum flowing out of cock like a water wall. Then, well looking into my eyes, he bent in taking my cock for yet another down stoke. My body arch and on the edge of insanity, I laugh a little as I felt it all. The intensity and insanity of it was like an out of body experience. Feeling this man extract my juice, feeling him work my cock, balls and my mind together.
More gently now, he uses his tongue and mouth to milk out every last drop. He keeps at it, working me until my cock starts to soften in his mouth. I felt like I have run a marathon, the insanity could only be described as something abstract like "Barn Yard Madness". He drained me of every ouch of fluid I had. With that he releases my cock from his mouth. He then crawled up the bed and laid beside me. He pulled me in close, and kissed me deeply. I could taste my essence in his mouth. I must say it turned me on a little. I felt lost in the moment, as I could smell his cologne, and feel the heat of his body, the fur on his chest. I caressed his arms, as we made out.
After a few minutes, he laid back to rest, but not before reaching down to his cock, stoking it deeply once last time to collect his juices. He brought the bead of fluid up and I glanced at it, then took it in my mouth, He immediately postured in and kissed me, having me sharing his the hot sticky fluid; over both of our tongues.
I laid my head on his chest and sighed, "Wow that was intense", he replied, "Yah liked that did yah". We laid there together for a few minutes, just chatting. I got up and sort our embroiled clothing, and we dressed. He carried his boots to the couch and sat on the edge as he puts them on. He light a smoke, then stood up giving me a big bear hug. "Thanks for a great time." I smiled, and sighed "hmma... It sure was". I walked him slowly to the door as he put on his jacket; he adjusted himself to make sure nothings out of place. "Fuck he was hot", I thought to myself, and although I knew I have nothing left inside me, I had the urge to usher him back to the bedroom to do it all again. I looked him up and down, and said 'Dam your hot", he smiled, and said, "I give you a call" as he takes a step out the door. I watched him as he got into his car; I nodded then close the door. I could hear the engine of his car as drove way, I thought to myself, "I wonder if we will ever get to do that again". This has defiantly the best sex I have ever had. Then as I looked around the room, I knew there would be another encounter.
I reached down that moment picking up his sunglasses. He had left them behind on the coffee table. I put them on my face and smile a knowing grin, as I head back to clean up the mess that lovers leave behind and make my bed anticipating another days encounter.
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