Road Trip: Texas Volume 1 Copyright © 2015 by texbearjoe
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La Grange
Being late in Round Top after I finished with the boys, I found a little bed & breakfast that wasn't yet full for the Festival, and stayed overnight, and started really feeling antsy from two days of no gym. That morning, I sent an email to an old bear buddy in Bastrop, a few hours away, wondering if he was around. Surprise! He said he was around, and the following evening some buds were coming over for a campfire. He lived in a heavily wooded lot – in a huge trailer/modular house, and had kind of organized a nice outdoor campfire area and above-ground hottub/pool, where I and my partner had gone years before. I was trying to figure out the timing – I'd have to stay overnight somewhere before his event, and I wanted to try to get to what I had heard was the finish-up of a gay rodeo in San Antonio. I was becoming over-programmed. Gym.
I decided to call Rodolfo in Bastrop, and he told me that near La Grange, a business guy from Austin had set up a nice private gym – only University Football guys unfortunately. It was locally known as the "Rooster Ranch", a take off on the "Chicken Ranch" that La Grange was famous for – remember "Best Little Whorehouse in Texas?" Well, I'm nothing if not determined, and headed for La Grange, only a half-hour away. I had a nice lunch, and headed out in the afternoon heat to another Farm-to-Market road in La Grange. I found the lane Rodolfo told me, and turning down it, behind a stand of trees, there was a surprisingly big kind of facility – one side looked like an old high school football field, next to it was square blocky building – possibly the gym, and then on another side it looked like a low-slung dormitory – fake Georgian architecture and all. Maybe "Animal House".
A dozen or so cars, very nice sounding cars – Lexus, Mercedes, Rover type cars– and a Harley Electra-Glide. I parked, and walked up to the building next to the field, and heard the familiar banging of weights, and looking into two huge doors, there was a nice-sized gym, very well-appointed, and a bunch of middle-aged men huffing and puffing. And who would be there but Mr. Shakespeare from Lufkin, my buddy Ed. He saw me standing there and instantly ran over, "JOE!" and gave me a big sweaty hug. He hustled me into the room, and introduced me to a crew of guys, and introduced me as his "Gay Friend". These men all looked like middle-aged linebackers – football players that were slightly past their use-by-date, and thickened up nicely. Only a few had beards, Ed being one of them.
They were quite surprised, and looked kind of shocked when I walked in, and they took Ed aside, and had a very intense conversation, I had the distinct feeling that I wasn't welcome. I felt uncomfortable, but Ed winked at me, and they all laughed, and a moment later coming over they were nice as could be to "Ed's Little Gay Friend Joe". I got a nice back workout in at the gym – most of the guys were surprised I only worked one body part per day. They were pretty shocked that a 50-year-old could be in the shape I was, though I told them they looked great, very naturally masculine (and thick and juicy, but I didn't say that). I ended up talking to everyone, it was like we were all great friends immediately – they were friends with each other certainly, this seemed to be some sort of reunion, though they all smiled and laughed looking at each other about some big secret.
A few more guys drifted in, and a few dads and sons I followed the first bunch outside, and we were going to play some touch football. Shirts and skins. This was going to get curious, and much to my surprise, I was a first pick. Talk about change from high school days, when I like most gay guys, were probably the last pick. Anyway, I was not going to be a quarterback, I decided to be more defensive, and then I found out what touch meant – a slap on the ass for these guys, hooting, hollering, and laughing. Shit! I got my hands on more straight man ass in that day than most guys get in a lifetime, and I'm not shy. We were all getting dusty and dirty – this part of Texas didn't have the torrential summer afternoon rains – and hot, and we all kept drinking loads of water, and going to piss off on the woods beside the field. More guys showed up, we were probably around 15 or 20 now, and a barbecue started with beef, beer, and baked potatoes.
Guys started asking, "what time is it?" over and over as we sat eating barely cooked (lets say raw) steaks and loaded russets, and frankly was feeling sleepy from the heat and the beer and the exertion. I headed off to the shade of the dorm-type building, sunlight slanting through the dust over the football field as big old-timers ran around, and I sat with my sore back against the hot brick and took a brief snooze. Until the sirens. That'll wake you up! It was early evening, sun very low, and I heard some police sirens, and wondered what the hell was going on, the men were cheering, and I got up and went to the entrance to the area. Ed grabbed me, "Thank god I found you, now the fun begins" he laughed, and after the sirens went off, I turned the corner to quite a spectacle. Couple of police cars, guys in uniforms, the whole deal, and high-pitched giggles. The police had brought a half-dozen women who I can only characterize as "not high class".
The light was slowly going on – this was now the "Rooster Ranch", and instead of being run as a whorehouse, with clients coming in, the clients ran the ranch, and brought the hookers in. This was a sort of weekend party getaway. Fuck! The sweaty football guys were swarming around the women, who slapped at them and told them they were awful and smelly, and they headed off to the dorm area with their police escort while the guys headed to the locker room. I was trying to figure out how to get out of there, all my senses were on high alert, but Ed dragged me along, and I went in the shower room. Now, if you want a bear wet-dream, drop a dozen or so middle-aged ex-football players in a locker-room washing up, and then watch as they decide to tease the gay guy. I don't know why they didn't think Ed was gay; maybe he was bi, I don't know.
I started washing, and the guys all wanted to know if I wanted their dick before the ladies got it – shaking their cocks at me, and laughing, so I took the bait and told them only guys really knew how to suck and fuck. "You can't suck Steven" they said, and hustled him over. Steve was a beautiful furry muscle bear dad type, greyish hair, but a dark moustache. His thick arms were furry, his chest was still firm, a grey streak in the middle, big shoulders, maybe a 40" waist, big thick legs, and still sweaty from the football. But what they were talking about was that even soft he had a long cock. Some of his "friends" grabbed his cock and yanked it, much to his consternation, and it started getting hard – a real whopper. "I like a throat stretcher, but I like 'em mouth-sized too," I said, staring at him, "That's a beauty." He was getting hard.
The awkward moment was broken when someone slapped him on the ass, and he ran after them yelling. I continued looking around, washing myself, and saw one smooth man who was extraordinarily handsome – like a movie star version of a dad, watching me. Guys were rinsing off, and then another guy came over – redhead, a springy mass of red fur on his tall frame. "My size is mouth size?" he said, with a perfect fat uncut cock he stroked, nicely soaped up. "Oooh yeah, give it to me baby!" I teased. "Careful, don't drop the soap around Joe!" someone yelled, and they all proceeded to turn and moon me. "Oh, we're turning him on!" someone laughed; I was starting to get a chubby. "You know what they say," I began. "Once you've had Joe, you never say no." "OH NO, Once you've had black you never turn back," someone else yelled out, and a few of the black guys said "That what she said!" soaping up and waving their cocks.
There were a couple of young guys too, I kind of watch one watching me – maybe 5'7", a very solid furball, right beside the older version of himself, a father furball, father and son both laughing. Looking at all these men, I realized that they had had a hell of a lot more beer than I had, some guys were staggering a tiny bit. The soaping got quiet for a second, a few guys rinsing, and more guys staring at my hard cock and cleaning their crotches a little too much. "All I know," one guy said, "Is that gay guys know how to suck me. Never had a bad job at the Station bookstore!" Mr. Talky was another chunky hairy daddy, and I could see why guys would like to suck him – beautiful uncut thick meat. He soaped up watching me. We all got into a back and forth talk on gay sucking, with Ed and a few guys agreeing with me about doing a job well. A few of the guys ran over to me and gave me faux-sexy wet hugs, which started getting me hard, which only added fuel to the fire.
I found myself squeezed between two furry 300-lb muscle dads, who were making smooching sounds, feeling their wet hairy, thick but hard bodies pressing against me and rubbing. And more than rubbing, they had full hardons rubbing against my ass and crotch, and squeezing me harder and harder. Someone reached in and tugged on my cock, and remarked how big my cock had become, and a few more hands started tugging at it with wet soapy hands. More guys squeezed against me with hairy bodies, and I saw big Steve was there jacking himself off laughing, a real horsecock on his thick frame. Fuck! Ed was jacking off himself and laughing, and the guys were all going "Oooh! Getting you excited!" and as I was let go, a few guys started squeezing my chest, jerking me off and pulling my balls as two big dads pulled my wrists and held me against a wet wall – not without my complete cooperation.
"Lets see if he can suck Steve!" they said, and pulled Steve over. Though it looked enormous, I realized that Steve was shorter than I was, and with a good-sized cock at his height it looked tremendous. I laughed as guys held Steve, who shook his head "No" but not very convincingly, and pulled him forward. Ed nodded at me, "Go ahead buddy." They let me go, and I got on my knees. Steve shuffled up to me, and I put my mouth on his cock suddenly thinking this was not a good idea in front of these straight guys. His cock was really nice, long like mine, curved down slightly. I reached up, but one of the guys said "No hands!" and I licked the wet cut head of Steve's cock, then holding it in my mouth, flicked my tongue along the sensitive underside, slurping all over the head, the edges, and tasting the faint tang of some precum.
"Jesus," someone began, "listen to that guy gobble his pecker!" I continued sucking his thick meat in my mouth as it hardened more, and the guys became quieter, and I heard the fwap fwap fwap of jacking off and grunting. Then someone spoke up: "Who can cum faster, Steve getting sucked, or guys jerking?" Well. Talk about teenage years. More guys began jacking off watching, crowding in closer in the shower, furry paws on a lot of hard cock as I pushed Steve's thick fuckstick deeper in my mouth, feeling the wet shaft slide over my tongue. It was a prefect fit with his curve, and I made a tube out of my tongue and let it slide along the groove to the back of my throat. I made a lot of loud slurping sounds as the guys groaned, one saying "Fuck, I need me some pussy now!" I could get Steve to slide in effortlessly, and pushed my face into his hairy wet belly, mouth flat against his crotch finally, not gagging at all.
Steve coughed and grunted in surprise, then putting his hands on top of his belly, started swaying his hips, groaning out loud. He started fucking my throat, and I saw some of the guys around us open-mouthed with surprise, shock, or lust. "He's, fuck, look at his throat, he took it all" someone said, as Steve continued flexing his hairy ass, throat fucking me. It was a nice relaxed older dad suck I got going, nobody in a hurry. I reached up with my free hands, and felt a chubby bear next to me put it on his cock, he was so excited he was flexing his legs like crazy - his thighs bulging as he strained to shoot while I jacked him off. I rubbed my thumb over the soapy cockhead making him yell out, and then I reached up with my other hand and took Mr. Talky's uncut Bookstore cock. Suddenly Steve bellowed out, "Shit, gotta stop that fucker!" and he pulled back fast. "I'm saving my fuckjuice for some hot pussy, sorry buddy!" and he panted for a second, all the guys laughing.
"What can I tell you?" I said, starting to get up, "gay guys can suck!" The tall red dad from earlier ran over, red pubes exploding around a very white cock thick and hard as a nail. He stood in front of me, hand on hips, and I opened my mouth wide, and comfortably slid it in to the base, mouth flat on his groin, big fat cock filling my mouth perfectly. I kind of had thrown away any pretense of shyness, and started jacking myself as I sucked and rolled my tongue around. "You think his ass feels like pussy?" someone said, and I shivered. I paused to lap his cock like a lollipop, and then with my lips on his sensitive head, pushed slowly down to the base. He was groaning and Ahh-ahhing, more guys laughing, and pulling him away, then I was presented with a beautiful black shaft, on a chunky beautiful guy with huge shoulders.
Really meaty dad with deep brown skin, and amazing brown cockhead too. I mouthed the head of his cock, sliding it in. I pushed his foreskin back gently with my lips, then pressing my lips together to make a tight seal around the rim of his cockhead, shook my head slightly as he shuddered and moaned, more guys clapping and hooting. I heard a door slam, and a moment later a state trooper was standing there yelling, "WHAT ARE YOU COCKSUCKERS DOING THERE'S A ROOM FULL OF WHORES READY TO BE FUCKED GODDAM IT BOY THAT LOOKS TASTY WHAT IS IT NOW HUGE FUCKING GAY COCKSUCKERS ARE HERE SHIT I WANT HIM TO CLEAN MY PECKER WHEN WERE DONE LOOK DON'T WASTE YOUR CUM PARTY FAVORS ARE READY MEN" blah blah blah on and on.
The room thinned quickly, but as I stood up up, a few guys bent over laughing, hands on knees wanting to know if I'd fuck them before they had the ladies, and of course I said "Yes!" Finally I was finishing up with Ed, and I whispered to him, "Ed, my balls are hurting! Shit, I need to cum!" Ed responded, "Just you wait my friend. The Bacchanalia is only yet begun." I looked at him. "Ed, I hope at this Roman Festival the screams of the sexually initiated are not too loud." His eyes glittered at me, and he grinned. "No bodies pulled limb from limb either by mad revelers in the twilight." We dressed and headed over to the party house, as they called it, and inside it was a luxuriously appointed dorm commons room. Guys were all cozied up on couches, with the women between them, porn on the TV. Nobody was undressed yet, but I saw that this scene was a complete orgy on its way.
One of the troopers was walking around with a Ziploc bag, and coming over to me and Ed, handed us two pills. I thought, "Really, cops dealing drugs?" I looked at them – one looked like a Cialis, the teardrop tan shape, but the other was an ominous white pill. "What's this?" I asked. "Oh," he said casually, "Cialis and a Dem". "Dem, never heard of it. Demerol?" – there was no way I was taking an opiate. "No, Zo-leep-dem, nice!" he said and walked away. Fuck! I remembered reading about Tiger Woods having sex on Zolipdem with his mistress. I asked my urologist about it, and when I took it on sleepless nights (Ambien is the other name) I could barely make it to the bed. "Oh," he said, casually, "You just do coke. Great sex." What a friendly doctor. So straight men are having their night of sex, taking a somewhat hypnotic drug along with Cialis, and will get very sleazy, but magically may not remember it. Better than boozing I suppose.
I discreetly dropped my pill in a trashcan, beside a full bar I walked up to one side of the room. Everyone was well lubricated, and I joined on in the fun with a nice big Cape Cod. Steve came over, "No hard feelings buddy, you're good, but, it's not pussy," and shook my hand. Tall Red Dad was called Chuck, and was kneading on one woman's tits, hypnotized, and told her I was a fantastic cocksucker. "Well, lets see if he likes pussy too!" she giggled, squeezing her crotch. Now I was getting nervous, but I thought: I can handle a room full of football players, but a few women are making me nervous? Nah. Mixed women and men sex is fun. I winked at her, "My pump is full service baby," I said, and she screamed, laughing. People were walking around, getting more and more alcoholated, the Ambien started kicking in, and everyone took the speed down a notch.
After an hour or so of chatting and making lewd jokes, I noticed most of the women had lost their dresses somehow. One had a guy sucking either tit and one on her pussy. I don't know about you guys, but I do like watching straight sex. This one sex group was the catalyst, and guys were shedding their clothes like crazy, and in a moment, there was a room full of horny middle-aged bears with, I noticed significantly, not enough women. I watched one guy on the couch slide forward, fat furry belly flattening out and his cock pointing to the ceiling, and one of the slightly well-used women climbed over him, and squatting, mounted his beautiful cock which immediately began hammering her. Other guys to her side, reached down and felt the cock sliding in, jacking off, feeling her tits, and her pussy, fingers sliding in beside the cock.
I walked over closer, hard as a rock now, and Chuck sidled over, "can you fluff me Joe, just a little?" so I sat down beside one sexy lady, and took his cock again in my mouth, holding onto his furry red-haired ass, and began a beautiful slow suck. I squeezed his ass, stroking the fur, and then reached down and took hold of his balls, stroking them gently as I bobbed my head on his cock, slurping noisily, enjoying the thickness. Suddenly I felt my own cock stroked by very soft hand, and the woman next to me was enjoying my muscles, and long hard cock. I spread my legs, wondering what might happen next. Unfortunately I wasn't able to suck for but a minute as he shook and bucked, and pulled out. "Fuck, I was going to cum too!" He said, surprised, and Ed reached over to feel his cock, Ed's own cock at fully mast under his furry belly. I felt the Cialis start to kick in suddenly – my nose got stuffy, and I felt a slight flush, and my cock was now very hard, painfully perhaps.
Taylor of the beautiful dark brown cock came over with some of his buddies, and I sat on the couch, hands on two cocks and took the black cock again down my throat as my woman wandered off. Taylor was just an amazing dad, black short beard, shaved head, thick like a wrestler. "Once you've had Joe," he laughed along with his buddies. They were let me jack off rock-hard cocks while they looked at the women, and one guy was so thick, I really could only palm his cock, no way I could wrap my fingers around it. I alternated sucking the three, watching more and more women riding, or being ridden around me, men wandering around with their cocks jutting out, almost comically. Taylor bent over, and asked if it was OK man if he fed me a load? I nodded. I put both hands on his cockshaft, side by side like I was praying, and started rubbing from base to tip, sucking the head intensely.
I would take it slow, pushing the limber rod into my mouth until the tip hit my throat, then I pushed it on in, hands on his groin, then pulling back, still stimulated and stroked his shaft. I heard a woman walking by say "He's praying to the cock!" but Taylor told her to "shut up and learn something, it's GOOD!" I continued on like this for 10 minutes or so until I felt something on my own cock – Ed had sidled up to the guys, and spitting in his hand, started stroking my cock, stem to tip. Taylor was laughing, and then stopped, began grunting, and I shoved his cock deep in my mouth. I could feel his cock thicken, and then pulsing, he was pumping cum straight in my throat and belly, which almost drove me over the top. I touched Ed's hand, and he stopped jacking me, and I resumed sucking Taylor, pulling out slightly to taste his cum.
"WhooEEEEE!" he yelled, clapping me on the back, "Any day brother!" he said, walking off with his buddies, who were quietly jacking off still. Taylor's cock never went soft! I leaned back, and gasped a bit and got on a free couch space when Steve came over, big cock bouncing under his furry belly, and said, looking somewhat frightened, "Can we talk?" I walked with him through the orgy to a small room, and he said "I got some guys who like to get fucked by big cock, you know, big." I nodded. "But, they don't like all their friends to watch, you understand what I mean?" I nodded, "That OK?" "Sure Steve..." "Look, in the first few rooms, guys will go in there, and want to be fucked. Can you help a buddy out?" I grinned, "What's a buddy for!" "I knew you would understand, being gay and all." He pulled my wrist to follow him when a heavyset linebacker-type guy came over with a plate and a straw.
"You want a bump?" He asked, looking down at a woman beside us taking cock in both ends by red-faced horny, gasping dads. I took a long sniff, and instantly my nose hurt. "Ow! Fuck!" Steve did the same, and Steve and Martin, my new thick friend, both laughed, and I continued on with Steve. First my nose was stuffy, now it was stinging, and very distracting. In the side room there were a couple of guys waiting, jacking off. Very masculine straight guys, naked, thick bodies but not worked out. Very much football players that had stopped, gotten married with three kids and let themselves thicken up, beautiful slightly fat sexy middle-aged men. The bump hit my head. I picked the hairiest one, who stared at my chest and arms like I was an apparition, and just became super-aggressive (if you can imagine, much more than my ordinary completely take charge state), pulling on his hips to turn him over and barked at him to assume the position by the couch.
Big Steve grabbed a smaller one, and spun him around, pushing the top of his back down onto a couch. Beautiful, two thick hairy asses pointing to us. I had to eat it mine, I was ravenous. I spread his hole and started licking and fucking my tongue in, no subtlety or pause, slurping in a circle around his hole, spitting on it then aggressively pushing one and two fingers, twisting around hard. As I felt the poor guy tense up I slapped his ass and told him to push and loosen up for a fucker. On a coffee table behind us there was everything you needed, and I grabbed a big bottle of lube, still working his hairy hole as I watched goose pimples raise the fur up on his lower back. I watched myself lubing him up with shaking hands, any sense of proportion or consideration having flown out the window with my bump, and all I could think of was fucking this huge fat ass!
I got my cockhead at his hole, then sliding three fingers out immediately slammed my cock into his asshole, right to the hilt in one go, feeling my big meat rearranging his insides pronto as he yelled out. Oh my god, that's what I wanted! Fat hairy ass up against my hips, cock sliding in the greasy hole to the bottom getting them to whimper and squeal. Steve had done the same with his smaller guy, and both of them were whimpering and begging to be raped harder. I wanted that whimpering and begging sound more and more, my focus sharpening in and out oddly. Looking down, everything became very detailed – the individual hairs on his ass, the way his ass-lips pulled back out of their hole over my cockshaft, the feeling of my cockhead sliding along his anal canal and popping inside him to hit his colon. Looking over watching Steve fucking, I synchronized with him, and it felt for a moment like I was fucking both men, my cock was Steve's cock, that I was buried in a mountain of fat hairy male ass.
I looked at Steve who was grunting, and I leaned over slightly, needing more. Steve practically jumped in my mouth with his kiss, delicious slurpy tongue going crazy as we fucked side-by-side, and I noticed the third guy jacking off like crazy watching us, open-mouthed with the violence of the fucking. From the slow-motion of the main room, this room was revving up to high gear, and I broke a sweat from the intense fucking. We broke off for a moment, and continued fucking like jackhammers, the poor guys "ahh ahh ahh"ing from the assault as we watched waves of fat fur and muscle undulate with each of our slams. I leaned down, and pulled on the rock-hard fat cock of my bottom, and one arm around his belly, began whacking him off as I humped and heaved my cock in his ass, suddenly obsessed with making him cum.
And as he gasped, my hand was suddenly covered with gushing hot cum, and I milked him harder, painfully whacking his balls with my fist. He began sobbing almost, howling, and I took that hand of cum, and reached over and squeezed Steve's cock on the out-stroke, and then mine. I continued fucking the guy now after he'd cum, begging me for more, when I felt a heat in my cock suddenly. Electric trickles ran over the head and shaft, my entire mind focused on the orgasm sensation but a part of me knew if I didn't stop, I'd shoot all my load and may have to rest! I decided to shoot, when Taylor's buddies walked in, "Oooh, I want some man ass to fuck too!" he said, and I lost focus, distracted by thinking of that beautiful cock in my throat again. Carver, the one who's cock was too big for me to really jack off, walked over to me, "Can I take a shot stud?" He asked, and I pulled my cock out of the electric hole slowly, shaking slightly, needing to cum!
He shot a few spurts of lube on his cock, and slammed his unreal thick meat into the hairy hole, and the poor guy, I thought he was going to die. "Joe," Steve whispered, as we watched Taylor's other buddy bend the third guy over the couch and start fucking. His big brown belly bounced and slammed against that hairy ass, it was unbelievably hot and sleazy, a roomful of fucking. Steve said again "Joe, play with my asshole." I lubed my hand, and slid it between his hairy flexing cheeks as he bucked against his fuckbuddy. I rotated stroked his hole, then pushed in slightly. He gritted his teeth and groaned, "That's it Joe. Joe, thumb in. I want to fuck you too. I want you to fuck me. Come on Joe, fuckmenowjoefuckmeiwantit" Steve was kind of manic fucking harder and bending over to get more fingers crammed in his ass while looking at me. I felt his asshole kind of squeeze and kiss at my finger as I touched it more, and I was manic too, needing to cum, and I shoved my finger in.
"Ah! Cum, Fuck!" Steve said, and I pulled my fingers out and stepped behind him, his hairy ass against my groin. I put my arms around his thick furry torso, and squeezed him while he continued fucking, and hunching my hips, I pushed my cockhead up against his asshole. He had back hair to really rub your belly with as he bucked and twitched. "Fuck me Joe, Fuck me. Fuckmefuckme. Quick!" Steve begged, and all I could think about was fucking him. Suddenly, there was a huge "Pop" sound next to us, and everyone fucking looked over. Carver had pulled out of his bottom, and the bottom's hole did not close! I popped out of Steve's ass, and let him go to look close. It was a huge gaping red maw there, and even I was surprised. "Ohh, Fuck," Steve whined, and then the room started slowing down again, my bump was wearing off.
Steve slowly reached over, still fucking his guy, and pushing his fingers together, tried to push his entire wet hand into the gaping hole. I swear if he hadn't been fucking it may have gotten in, we were all bug-eyed at the huge gaping ass. Steve almost got off-balance, and then the guy he was fucking began wailing. Steve's attention snapped back, and soon he was fucking like a demon, as the man shrieked and groaned that he was "Cumming fucker!" That man had enjoyed himself, a pool of cum accumulating on the floor under his cut cock and big balls. Steve tried again to get his hand in the guy still bent over, quietly shaking, but couldn't - of course not, but it was amazing seeing someone so wide open. "Carver, you cum?" Steve asked, almost stuttering. "Fuck me. Fuck me now." He pulled out of his bottom, bent over, grabbing his ankles, in front of Carver.
I felt this session was spinning slightly out of control, but Carver simply grabbed Steve's hips, and shoved his huge cock in the furry asshole. Steve screamed, but didn't pull away, and after a moment, he started pushing himself back on Carver's huge cock, and begging for more. I moved around Steve and crouched down, jacking his huge cock that was dangling and bobbing, hard and dripping precum. "Careful," he hissed, "You'll make me cum!" I kept hearing that from him. Steve let out a yell, and pulled off of Carver, "Fuck you're big! That's one big cock. Fuck!" Steve was jumping up and down from foot to foot, holding his ass. "Fuck! I need a bump." Carver started into the big hairy guy beside him, and I decided this was a bit too impersonal, though sleazy and fun, and told Steve and the group, I needed to take a piss. Steve was fucking my bottom again as I walked away, running into Ed in the main room again.
"Methinks a family problem beckons," he began, slurring slightly. "The father is willing, but the son's flesh is weak." I knew from Shakespeare to the Gospel of Mark, why do I know these things. I saw the chubby sex muscle cub from the shower, the Dad had him lined up with a whore, sitting by her. They definitely were slowed by the Ambien, and I noticed more than a few younger guys who looked in shock around the room, their Dads fucking like bulls. I sat by them, and listened to them. Dad wanted to "To teach him how to fuck, like his granddad had done him." This dad and son had surprisingly nice cocks hard – very thick at the base, tapering up to the tip, really nice to fuck and open a hole, beautiful on their hairy bodies. Marcie was the woman's name, who was a young as TJ, but I could see TJ wanted to get away. And he watched me. "Hey TJ, can I get you a drink?" I asked, "Come with me."
Ted, was the dad, who began pawing Marcie then. We walked over to the bar, and he looked gloomy. I leaned over, having had no Ambien and the coke having worn off, and whispered in his ear. I could only think to say, "Now it's your turn for my dick and ass. I know you like it." He looked at me, "I knew you'd see I was gay." We talked for a bit, about my 6th sense, the gaydar, and I asked what he really wanted, my arm draped over his furry shoulder. He looked up at me with the biggest brownest eyes, and looked down, then said I was the most beautiful dad he'd ever seen. I thanked him, trying to get off the adoration subject but he was woozy, and he began to stroke my muscles, squeezing my tits, holding my shoulders. He begged me to pick him up, which I did easily, his bearded face resting against my neck. Ted came over, slurring his speech slightly as I let TJ slide back to the ground, saying "Son, you're not going to let me down? I got Marcie all ready for ya!"
I decided to jump right in. "Ted, TJ wants a fuck, but he wants a fuck with a guy." TJ looked shocked, and stared at his dad, his skin going completely dead white. Ted assumed a blank look – not surprise or shock, one simply of little wheels turning in his head, not turning to fast because of the booze and pills. "Son I love you, but I don't know how to show you gay sex! I can show you pussy!". He brightened up, "Promise you and mom that you're gonna marry a nice guy and make lots of grandbabies for your mom and me." He reached out, big naked Dad, hardon up at full mast, and grabbed his hairy son, wrapping his arms around him. "I love you son!" And the two woozy men started kissing, and sniffling. Steve reappeared, and some guys milled around us, watching the hugging and kissing, odd for the raw sex in the room. "Now Joe wants to help out. So what do we do. Well," I said, "First you have to understand man's ass."
I climbed up on the couch, ass in air, a couple more guys behind me, TJ right there. "Touch my hole." I said, and TJ did, and tried to shove his finger in. "No, No." Stroke it a little. Tease it. This ain't working." I stood up, and made Ted get on the couch. Ted was such a loving dad, he'd do anything for his son, the greatest thing in his life. So Ted leaned down uncomfortably, and I told Steve to give him a bump. He hustled Mitch over while I leaned down and with my tongue sticking out, took a bit sloppy lick of Ted's hot tush. Not big, but it was hairy – the kind of thick guy who's ass disappears as he gets older. TJ was standing there, in shock, and then to add fuel to the fire, Ted sniffed a bump in front of his son. I leaned over and spread his father's ass more open, and asked TJ if he ever saw the hole of the man that made him.
Mitch was trying to get everyone to do another bump, but I declined, but TJ didn't. His eyes watered, and he grunted, sniffling, and then leaned over to look at his Dad's hole. It was nice and hairy, and licking my finger, I rolled around the rim of the sensitive anal tissue getting some deep groans from Ted. I took TJ's hand, and put his finger in my mouth to wet it, and then held it up to his Dad's asshole and worked his finger all around. He shuddered slightly, and starting to pant, rolled is finger around and around as his Dad said, "Fuck that's good guys, keep on!" I told TJ he could push the tip into it, Ted groaned, and spread his legs. His big balls hung down, and a thick glob of precum dripped out as he shivered, and said, I'm fucking horny guys, get on with it! Ted relaxed enough now, guys watching silently as his son, whom everyone assumed was straight, started pushing his thick forefinger into his dad's asshole, in and out.
I took his hand and twisted it. Ted yelled out, so I grabbed some nearby lube gooed up that hole good, and as TJ pushed and twisted tentatively, I pushed a finger in right by him, rotating intently to stimulate his anus, then pushed in deep. Ted was arching his back, whispering "Oh fuck!" so I pushed in two fingers, then three until he grunted. "Now TJ, I'm gonna fuck your dad, so watch." I pulled TJ back, and pushed my cock up to the wet hairy hole, looking up at the expanse of fur on his dads back, and pushed my hard cockhead into just the hole. Ted yelled "Fuck, that hurts, son!" so I let it rest for a second, explaining to TJ his dad get used to it just like he would. I said out loud that I wished I had poppers... seeing if something would happen. My cock slid further into Ted, who found it not at all unpleasant, and a woman kind of crawled up and settled on the back of the couch.
"MMMM!" Ted said, and began rolling his tongue between the folds of her pussy, pausing to suck her clit. I pushed in at that stage deep to the root, his fat hairy ass up against my groin, and I began a nice rhythmic fuck, feeling all his insides, popping his inner hole in and out, and reaching down to feel his rock-hard cock and thick balls. I kept on going while Ted got more and more frantic eating that pussy, so I decided he was ready for more. I pulled out and slapped Ted's ass, and turned him over. His cock was pretty limber, and lying up over his fat furry belly. I got on my knees in front of him, as the woman repositioned her pussy over his mouth, and I looked at the cock. it was perfect for sucking, and I did my best, both hands corkscrewing up the shaft as I slurped the head forcefully, milking the shaft back and forth until he was popping in and out of my throat with grunts each time – hard to get it fully in because the base was so thick.
I felt fur against my back as a heavy groin lay on my shoulder, a guy jacking off rubbing on my muscles. "TJ," I said, "I fucked and sucked your dad, now it's your turn." I turned to TJ and standing up, pulled him back around to the couch beside his dad, pushing him down with his big ass in the air. It was meaty, good, and rimmed him for a while, while he shook and grunted at me. "Ever been fucked?" I asked out loud, and a few people chuckled. TJ responded "Uh, well." I pushed some lubed up fingers in his hole, and he certainly had never fucked, but his dad had. I positioned my cock at his hole, and shoved it in, listening to the woman Ted was sucking start to cum. TJ yelled and bucked, they always do, and told me to stop, so I paused, but in his brain-addled state, he immediately reached around and spread his hairy asscheeks wide and begged me to rape him, in front of everyone.
I did so, with more control than earlier, sliding my cock in his deep canal, slowly pulling out, then slamming in over and over. Marcie was now wailing, and looked like juice was squirting out over Ted's face, what a racket! Ted was jacking himself off frantically now, the bump in full force as he started tensing his muscles up. I pulled out of TJ, who said "Whaaa,?" and he looked over, his father getting full-force pussy juice as Marcie came over and over on his expert mouth, long thick tongue up her twat. I pulled TJ back, his left leg over his father's leg, and then it was the moment of truth. "OK, now you are stretched. Your father can fuck you now." The people around us froze as they realized what I had engineered. Marcie was getting up off Ted's wet face, and Ted looked dazed and red-faced as I aimed his cock at TJ's asshole. I put my hand on TJ's shoulder, and shoved him down.
His father's cock pushed in, getting thicker as I shoved him down harder, until I had to put both hands on his shoulders, and the entire shaft got up in his ass. Father and son looked at each other in shock, trembling, and I put my arms around TJ's chest. I lifted him up slightly, and shoved him down again on his dad's cock, his dad open-mouthed with fear, shock, lust. I began literally fucking his 200-lb son up and down on his cock, as he began shaking, "Nooooo!!!" and wailing. Finally, he barked out the classic, "Son, I'm going to pump you full of the juice that made you" and his hips came to life. He started bucking his cock up in TJ, harder and harder so I let TJ go, and finally, both of them grunting, TJ, having laid down with his father's arms around him getting reamed out, Ted emitted a powerful, deep groan "Eeeeuuuuhhhhh!!!!" and sat there while we watched his cock pumping cum, volley after volley into his son's asshole.
In a moment, he began short strokes, his cock still pulsing. I couldn't take it, and I kneeled again and pushed my face up to his son's hole and sucked the cum dripping out from his own dad. It was the best! I was just slurping and gobbling that hole when he pulled off his dad finally, giving me a huge load to lick up. I was gone, absolutely no inhibitions. I felt something wet on my ass and Steve was behind me, fingering my hole, and before I knew it, he had me down on the floor, and trying to slide his cock in me. Now I knew how big he was – he must have been 250-280 pounds of furry muscle-fat, and his cock felt like a barber pole. He got in my hole, and from his frantic shoving, I knew he had done another bump. He started slam fucking me against the floor, which was not entirely comfortable, but I had something in mind. I got my arms underneath me, and to his surprise pushed myself up.
TJ was still sitting on his dad, the two in a deep shaking embrace, and I told TJ to turn around on his dad's cock. Ordeal. TJ lifted a leg, trying to squat and not lose the still-hard meat, and kind of crawled over his dad until he was lying with his back on his dad's belly, his own cock pointing up with his dad still deep inside him. Perfect. I Stuart was fucking me, when I leaned forward and started sucking on TJ, getting my tongue inside his foreskin, shoved roughly back and forth while I tried to do his beautiful teen cock justice. I got some of it in my mouth, then finally going down deep on it, I got most of it in, feeling Stuart's hairy body on my back, his hips fucking hard against my ass. It was perfect, and Stuart reached around to play with my cock, jacking me roughly. That's all I needed, a thick cock down my throat, huge one up my ass, and I began bucking and slurping, feeling that electric feeling again, waves of tingling in my crotch and back.
Finally I gasped, the cum I had needed for hours began erupting from crotch, my cock and sprayed all over the fucking place. I would have been screaming and barking out loud from the sensation but I was still choking down on TJ's cock. At this point, I was shooting all over Stuart's hand, Stuart himself crying out and with even harder slams, started filling my ass. He must shoot very far, because I could feel the jets in my guts, and squeezed almost all the air out of me as I looked up to see TJ's dad start to hug him. TJ touched his dad's hands to his nipples, and that's all she wrote. TJ's face grimaced, and he began shooting cum into my open throat, filling me up way to fast as I began coughing and trying to catch my breath. Cum everywhere, sandwiched between Stuart and TJ's Dad's huge legs, it was all I could do to hold myself up as everyone started winding down.
Stuart had long since stopped shooting, but fuck, he was still hard as he pulled out. I got up slowly, painfully, and pushed myself into a space beside Ted, and annoyingly, Mitch came around and gave everyone a bump, again! I thought all this party lacks from being in the 80's is Cindy Lauper on MTV. I looked around and saw that the Ambien was really going full blast with everyone, who were stroking, fucking, very sensually touching, sucking and feeling. Stuart walked away where he saw that some woman had a free asshole as she humped on a big daddy, and he crouched and began fucking again. More than a couple of men were getting fucked while they were fucking a woman, but the party was winding down. It had long passed the moment of straight, bi, gay, it was a roomful of people having sex with each other the way it felt best for everyone, very relaxed, sweet.
A sweet big-titted girl came up to me and pulling over to another side of the room, got her arm around "her gay muscle man", and was jacking me off into the mouth of a very furry bearded musclebear. She was an expert with her small hands stroking along my shaft. She also knew what to do with fingernails, scratching lightly giving me the shivers, and pulling on my balls to make the cum build up. The man was finally begging, tongue lolling out, and my mistress pulled a big load for his furry mouth, and he lapped it up like it was mother's milk, falling back in a sleepy daze afterwards. She and I kissed for a while, she was good, and Taylor came over. I was completely dizzy now, totally sexed up and ready for anything. He crouched down a little over Vera, and I looked down closely as he rubbed his cockhead on her pussy. I reached over and felt his springy thick shaft, and rubbed it on her clit as she gasped.
I pushed the head in a little, and he took hold of her big breasts, kneading them as I pushed more of his cock in her loose red pussy. Guy if you've never done something like this, I have to say I almost came watching and feeling it. He leaned and hunched, and suddenly pushed all the way in her as she screamed a tiny bit. He must have been at least 10", and I was sure he would really damage something, but he pulled out and pulled my hand to her pussy. I started jacking her off as Taylor pushed against her asshole, and then suddenly was gliding right in like it was nothing, all the way to the hilt. She was squirming and moaning against me as her lips got soaking wet, making it easier and easier to jack her off, until after so many minutes, I had her shaking and screaming, cumming in my arms as that footlong brown shaft reamed her out.
He pulled out after she came, and held his cock up to me. Amazing, while Vera sat there panting, I sucked her juices off his brown cockhead, and as I had in the shower, got my mouth clamped just around the rim, shaking and teasing his head as he yelled motherfucker. Surprise! Some guy came over with a mason jar, and opened it up in my face. Poppers! I let Taylor's cock go, and putting my mouth over the opening, huffed a huge load of poppers. If you've never had 10 hits at once, it's quite a sensation. I grabbed Taylor's cock again as he himself took a huge huff of poppers, and as my mind melted, I opened my mouth wide as I could and pushed him in, in, in. He pushed into my throat, groaning and looking around, seeing the huge slow orgy, and I reached up to pull on his hairless balls. I took them in my hand, circling them with my forefinger and thumb, pulling down as he began yelling crazily, one of his legs beginning to shake as he completely lost control of his body.
He gave me my third, or was it fourth, cum feeding of the night, blasting juices in my mouth as I beat off my cock like crazy. Amazing, flooded with cum, gulping it all down, it never seemed like it would stop. Suddenly I noticed big Mitch was fucking Vera, and had reached over to jack me off at the same time, and I simply began gushing, almost empty now, cum on his hand. Veins on his head were bulging as he slammed and tensed, trying to cum into Vera, and as he licked my cum off his hands he gurgled and froze, feeding her juicy pussy with all his sperm. The room was very quiet now, and Vera slowly moved away, and I as I rested, I suddenly kind of "woke up" and noticed flashing lights as the troopers left the premises leaving almost two dozen sleazy, sleepy furry football dads in the room. The cum cub TJ from earlier was curled up against his hairy dad.
A number of men, and with some sort of silent signal, took a few of the younger guys, and me, and half pulled half dragged us out of the room to the outdoor field. The moon was practically gone, not at all like I had seen it over a week ago, and it was just the field lights. On a grassy spot, a couple of big guys – I mean 300lb big – sat on TJ with his ass in the air. Big Steve shoved his cock in him, and the cub resisted, his father watching on, strutting with his big hardon looking proud as a rooster. Big Steve fucked him hard and soft for maybe ten or fifteen minutes, when another dad came up and began fucking TJ. A couple more men tried to hold me down, and I told them to relax. They got me on my back and pretended to wrestle my legs up. Well. It was consensual. At this stage, facing TJ, and listening to a few yells nearby from the other younger guys getting fucked, we were itchy grass, each getting reamed out by a few of the men, most of the others jacking off and watching.
I told one of the giant hairy guys holding me to squat and feed me his ass. He silently let a leg go, and lifting a thick fat leg, big calf, right over my face, he squatted down, elbows on his knees, burying my face in his enormous hairy ass. TJ was moaning next to me while I suckled that pucker – it pooched out a little bit, and my huge guy grunted and rocked slightly, getting me lots of asshole action over my face and beard. My legs were let go, and setting them down slowly, I felt someone squat down over my cock, and suddenly it was engulfed in a hairy, squeezing asshole. Big guy got up, and it was Ted, TJ's dad. "Its too good to pass up Joe," he said, and leaning back on his hands, hammered his hips up and down jamming my cock deep into his asshole.
Tall red Chuck from the shower came by, and very woozily, got on his hands and knees, and lifted a leg over my face positioning his cock over my mouth. Very quietly, he pushed the head in my mouth, as I slurped it, tasting his dried cum juices. He groaned and shivered as I worked the sensitive head of his cock, well abused from the night's fucking, and he lowered a little more gently until my mouth was full, and his lean belly was against my forehead. He lifted and fucked back in, my tongue swirling around the shaft, Ted bucking up and down on my cock as I heard more guys grunting and bellowing out around me. This seemed to go on forever, when Chuck wordlessly started gushing cum in my mouth. "It's true," he said, "fuck that mouth is hot." He pulled off and a moment later, Mr. Talky from the shower came by.
Ted got off my cock to stagger over to his son, who was lying there after a few of the guys had fucked him, and sat on his son's cock. I got on my elbows and Mr. Talky stood over me, jacking off. I rearranged myself, and on my knees took his cock in my mouth and began sucking with both hands, corkscrewing his shaft and slurping on the head. I paused to run my finger around under the foreskin, and I heard another yell as Stuart pulled out from one of the other boys, "Don't wanna cum yet!" and he stood up jacking off. Seeing me with Talky, Stuart came over, and I suddenly had two furry dads, big dicks out, letting me suck back and forth, jerking and doing my best. I slurped Stuart's cock deep in my throat, and he grabbed my head while Talky watched, and grunting, "Gotta cum!" he barked, finally. He didn't have much left, a few hot squirts, and he staggered back, falling to his knees. I jacked off Talky then, wishing we had the poppers jar.
He fell to his knees by me also, kissing me and we jacked off together. I finally got him to shake, and shudder a bit, a dry cum, and he rested back against Stuart. The fuck bottoms appeared at one point, Taylor and his buddies, then TJ and his Dad came over, and the two of them snuggled against me, then the big 300-pounder guys and more of the other men kind of made there way into this big pile of fur and flesh, all cuddling up against each other. Ed looked around for a way to get to me, but finally sat down, and leaned back on the ground. It was a balmy 85 or so out, and windless. I finally fell asleep, no Ambien, and woke with the sun, hearing voices in the shower room nearby. I was crusted with god knows what – cum, pussy juice, lube, dust, and aching from the overdrive of the previous evening, I'd never taken on a full prime-meat kind of football team like that. Fuck. I just lay there, wondering where I'd get breakfast, and how I could ever possibly thank Ed. Bastrop!
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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.