Timberfell Stories
Copyright © 2015 by texbearjoe
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I got rid of my clothes from Biltmore, and set off for the pool, hoping to get an hour of sun in, again only my boots on when I paused, and thought hmm. I put on a rubber cockring – at least I looked a little dressed – and then I grabbed my gym bag, wondering if I would really be able to work out in their barn setup. I got to the pool, and it was crowded, only a few chairs left, an army of Dads. Smith was there with Gaylen and Curly (his name was really Shad), and I stopped by to give them a hug and a kiss, and the big Daddy Art from my first day, and lots more guys. Any most guys were naked, very glad everyone was more relaxed. And, as with anyone walking by the pool, all eyes were watching, and it's funny. If you're alone and naked, I think everyone kind of looks at you strangely, not exactly fearful (though I know I'm intimidating from my size).
The moment someone talks to you, and then more, and you are saying hi and being sociable, guys go from sort of "shock face" to "hot face" and it's a hell of a lot more fun. Art was skittish, but I said "Hi" and gave him a hug and asked if everything was ok, and he was just a tad nervous having "lost control" and "having sex in the shower." I grinned at him and asked him in a low voice, "Anything go wrong afterwards?" and he sheepishly said no. And Garland and Wade walked by me, and said hi, walking back up to the woods again, look at me expectantly. I was frankly happy to be not moving for a moment, and instead of a beer like everyone had, I had something caffeinated to get me going a little bit. They guys I was sitting near started asking me about my body, and bodybuilding, and I cheerfully started telling them about workouts.
They were startled that my workouts were 30-45 minutes usually, they thought it was hours. Likewise, they were startled that I didn't lift heavy, but used lighter weights, higher reps for size. Then came the jokes about how many reps I did with my cock to make it big, and lots of rolling eyes. One of the guys, really ate up my advice, and wanted to know all my routines, literally every movement and I told him I'd be happy to write it all down, or he could come work out with me, I would try the gym here at the Lodge. His name was Hal, and he was surprised – he told me that he never expected anyone like me would even talk to someone like him. Well, I asked him whom I would talk to if I didn't – "Well, guys like you..." he and some of the others said, and I said "Look around, and then tell me whom I'd talk to." Everyone got quiet, and I said, "I'm a person just like you, who likes to be alone in a crowd?" and they kept saying they were so surprised that I was friendly.
"I'm actually quite shy," and then the conversation went south from there with jokes. Hal was a very nice guy – he looked like, well, he had played football in school – meaty, you know, but he really didn't keep up once he got into working life. He actually looked like a lot of fun, and had not a shred of self-consciousness about being naked. He kept talking to me about wanting firmer chest, middle-age sag had set in a bit. I couldn't resist, but squeezed his chest, and he jumped. He had very dark-brown nipples, was thick across the chest – powerful, and big shoulders. He had a goatee, and light straight fur on front, was smooth from what I could see on his back and shoulders, nice hairy legs. When he went up to get another can of diet coke and came back, his cock didn't look big, but he saw me looking and laughed "It's a grow-er, not a show-er honey."
My hour was up and I invited him to come work out with me, and see what I did, and he smiled, looked at his friends, looked back and me, and said "I don't mind if I do!" and at that, I took my bag and we walked over to the gym. He was slightly hard of hearing I thought, he kept holding onto my arm and leaning down to hear me as we chatted, though it was really just an excuse to touch me, he admitted when we got there. I had some towels from the pool to put on the benches, and we started to work out, but it felt slightly awkward naked, but the moment the benches were covered it didn't feel creepy. There wasn't much equipment to work with, and for someone used to larger gyms, I had to do each rep very slowly, 10 seconds for a contraction, just to feel what I was doing, there weren't enough weights, the bench was narrow.
Then guys arrived. A few followed us from the pool, and kind of stood near the doorway, looking in sheepishly. Hal brushed up against me a few times, which got him starting to plump up, which of course in turn got me getting a woodie, and I thought, well, if I can't get a good workout, at least we can have some fun. I focused Hal on chest exercises, and it was fascinating – usually when I lift weights a hardon just fades away because my blood pressure goes up, but I wasn't lifting heavy weights. I got Hal in a pec deck, and there he sat, his cock slowly, slowly getting longer as he pushed the pads together in front of his body as I adjusted his form. My cock slowly got longer, and one guy from outside actually walked in and sat down, jacking off watching us.
Hal tried not to look at the guy, and I finally had to tap him on the chest to get him to focus, which he did, as I stood in front of him, my cock gradually getting longer, and harder. Hal's cock was a beauty, uncut, perfect for sucking with his slight downward curve. I alternated with him on the pec deck, and making him go very slow worked up a burn, and he was surprised at how deeply he felt the simple exercise – done right. After that I decided to do bench presses with him, same problem though – very light weights so the reps had to be slow. I did my set of 20, sloooowly, alternating with Hal's sets of 15. I stood behind him, pretending my hardon was not raging at that point, and gave him a liftoff, my cock literally right over his face. Mr Looker was mouth-open in shock watching the two of us, and as he lifted, Hal's cock swayed and kept getting longer and harder.
We switched, Hal giving me a liftoff, and I could smell his cock, he was so excited, but trying to act casual. Another guy walked in, and sat away from Mr Looker – this one was a hot redhead. I wanted to feel Hal's cock. My mind drifted from the workout, and all I wanted was cock suddenly. Instead of standing behind Hal now, I straddled him, and my cock rubbed over his neck and face as he lifted up. I kind of waddled, stepping back, until I felt his cock touching my ass. I froze, and then gently moved, encouraging Hal, who was completely distracted. I clapped my hands and told him to focus, then moved forward to help him with negative reps, rubbing his cock against me again. Hal strained badly, arching his back, which made his cock slide up against me, flopping forward, and I heard Redhead and Looker gasp at his lolling meat.
He did four negatives, and I knew his chest was really burning, and he stood up, now completely hard, and I told him to feel my chest, which he did, both hands. I flexed it gently, and showed him how the chest flexed slightly differently at all the angles, then sat him down on an incline bench, and started with a slow incline press. He straddled me – there was no platform to lift with behind the bench, and his meaty cock rubbed between my tits as I flexed. Hal didn't know where to look, and jumped a little when he felt my cock slide against his legs. Looker couldn't stand it, and stood beside us, jacking off his nice piece of meat, watching Hal's cock rub between my tits as I flexed them making a fuck groove for him to slide in. Hal was breathing hard, and helped me with negatives, then when I finished he stood there looking at me, and I felt his cock throbbing on my chest.
"I'm sorry Joe man," Hal said, "I, I want to get the workout." "No apologies necessary, I take it as a compliment Hal," and clapped him on the shoulder after I got out of the chair. This time he was sitting doing the incline presses, both Redhead and Looker standing nearby, jacking off open-mouthed. My cock now lay down between Hal's thick tits, and as he pressed, his pecs squeezed together slightly, and he felt my cock squeeze, "Oh my god, I feel it!" gasped, and I grabbed the bar quickly, he lost focus from the surprise. I leaned over, my cock now rubbing on his face and beard, helping the bar down, telling him to "Be Careful!" We were both almost painfully hard, and he began his reps again, and I kept yelling "Hey, Hey, Hey" at him to focus him on the press – very, very slow press.
We switched again, excusing ourselves as we brushed against Looker and Red, and I started my press again, Hal helping with his dangling dong in my face. I felt Hal's cock now getting wet on my chest, and after I finished my set, with a wet chest, Hal and I switched and now it was his turn for heavily-scented precum. "Goddam it," he said, as I barked at him again to focus, "How can I focus with that horsecock floating in front of me. Shee-it" he laughed. Red and Looker kind of backed away as we both laughed, and standing by Hal, I felt his chest, which was pumped, and burning. He sighed, nipples crinkling hard, and his cock now rubbing against my hairy thigh. "I wish I could look like you man," he said, grasping his cock, and squeezing, not jacking.
"Aww Hal, c'mon. I've been doing it for 35 years. You just gotta be consistent." Hal let his cock go and I said, "We'll finish up with biceps. I picked up a pair of 25lb and sat on an incline bench, showing Hal the right form, and going very, very slowly. Hal's face was red, and when I finished, and dropped the weights gently on the floor and got up, he squeezed my cock and gave me a kiss, pausing to push his tongue down my throat. I loved it, but laughed, clapping my hands "Focus," and Hal gave another "Goddam" or two, and sat down. "I'll help you focus now," I said, and Hal started the curls, but I crouched down on my knees on the padded floor, and leaning over, slurped his cockhead in my mouth. Hal kicked one leg out and practically barked from surprise, dropping one weight, causing Red to skitter away, but grabbed it and rolled it back to Hal.
He looked at me warily, with a big grin on his face, and the moment he curled, I slurped his cockhead back in. He groaned, rolling his head back, but got through a single curl. "Focus" I said, and then holding his cock, pushed my tongue inside the foreskin and slowly rolled it around. "Ever heard of Pavlov?" I said to Hal, who looked at me uncomprehendingly, then "You, You!" he struggled to say, doing another cur, "You are gonna make me get a hardon every time I see a weight!" I grinned "Yeah, but you'll like working out won't you." At that, I licked around the fat head again, feeling the ridge of his cockhead against my tongue. Swirling around Hal kept up with the curls, to his credit, grunting and groaning his way, and I felt a soft, tentative tongue on my asshole suddenly, and looked around to see Red on his knees, jacking off furiously and backing away from me a little.
"Honey, lick away!" I said, and holding Hal's cock, pushed the head deeper in my mouth while he did his curls. Every time he had a good rep, I slurped his shaft down so the head was pressing on my throat, and then let him go. "You're a mean son of a bitch!" Hal laughed, and got up pushing my head away. I sat down to do my curls, and Hal practically jumped onto the floor, out-of-breath – "You remind me of a puppy!" I said, and Hal said "Curl you goddam tease!" laughing. I started and Hal immediately sucked my cock in his mouth, moaning and shaking his head, giving my cock a wonderful saliva and tongue bath. "Oh!" he said, jumping and letting me go, and Red skittered away from Hal's hairy ass. Hal then resumed sucking me as I curled, and I thrust my hips forward slightly pushing more cock in his mouth.
He pushed, and deepthroated it easily – surprising me – until his face turned red. "It ain't fair!" He said, "Mr Focus." "Keep going stud!" I said, doing my 15th rep, and Hal slurped down again, swallowing my cock and holding his breath. Looker started grunting to my left side suddenly, and holding his hand out, I heard the plop plop of cum, as his body shivered and swayed, him watching me do curls with my cock down Hal's throat. He sort of walked away as I heard murmurs outside the door, and I dropped the weights. Hal stood up, and I kissed him, squeezing his cock, and he sat down wordlessly, grinning like crazy, and looking up, he really did focus on his curls. I sucked his cock in, and got my mouth to the base, thought it wasn't going to reach my throat to swallow. I rolled my tongue around it, and did everything I could, and all Hal did was break a little sweat.
I lifted my leg so Red could really dig in my asshole, and I enjoyed the work from both ends for a moment. Hal dropped the weights and stood up, squeezing my cock and kissing me deeply again, then I sat down. Hal got on all fours, and took hold of my cock as I started my curls, and sucked the head in, sucking hard – huge "shwoollp" slurping sound, and I lost it for a second, letting out a big "Unhhhh." "HAH!" Hal said, and set back on my cock – I couldn't control it now – he was hitting the sweet spot in the head of my cock that was direct wired to the muscles in my leg and groin, and I was twitching in the chair. I couldn't hurry the curl, so I sat there in sexual agony Hal bouncing slightly as I heard Red slurping on his hole. We switched again, Hal gloating "Gotta focus buddy!" and sat down, looking straight up as he did his curls.
He was great, going through the exercise as I did my best to suck his cock, pulling the foreskin down in my mouth as I slurped, rolling my tongue all around, then I found his sweet spot, and he dropped the weights, leaning his head back and muttering "Christ." We sat looking at each other for a moment, then I got up wearily and got him on a preacher bench with a bar. I was afraid of getting under him to suck him – nothing like a bar falling on your head, so I put another bench behind him. I sat down, my ass hanging a little off the back, and I waved my finger at Red to come back and keep cleaning my hole for me, and I reached forward around Hal's hairy belly, grasping his thick cock.
It felt wonderful, and I rubbed my thumb over the wet head as he tried to do the preacher curls, and to his credit, he struggled and was able to focus for maybe a minute or two, but he put the weight back in the holder, and put his head on the bench for a moment moaning as I worked his cock with both my hands. He stood up, and said, "YOU" and I sat down and started curling. Red watched my arms – with such slow reps, I was burning like crazy, but worse, the veins in my biceps were really pencil-thick. He reached out, and I saw the golden-orange fur on his hand as he touched them, jacking off like crazy. "Ahh, that's crazy!" he grunted, the first thing I heard him say. Red was stroking my arm, while Hal reached around, and then spat on his hand, reaching around again, and squeezed the head of my cock, again hitting exactly the right spot and I almost dropped the barbell – not a good idea guys.
My ass squeezed hard as my hips shot forward, and my right leg shot out, and I literally barked out a guttural grunt, stopping dropping the barbell just in the nick of time. "YOU FOCUS" Hal said, laughing evilly, and I started doing the curls again as he jacked me, squeezing and twisting my cockhead, Red now feeling my bicep pumping, jacking and almost chanting "Man oh man" over and over as I heard another person shuffle into the room. I finished my set, shaking, arms burning, and frankly ready to cum, I didn't know which way was up – I'd not had sex actually while working out before. Working out made me horny enough with testosterone rushing through my system, but this was something else entirely. Hal was staring at me, "Man, I'm in pain!" He said, his cockhead now dark purple, balls tight up against his body, and his hand trembling.
His biceps were visibly pumped, and he looked incredible – football player Daddy, jacked up at the gym, hard, and ready to fuck any visible hole. I had a hard time thinking straight I was so horny, and I had to cum, but I wanted cum, I wanted fuck, suck, anything. Stay away from me when I'm like that. Unfortunately, Red said something, and Hal and I both looked at him, and it was like we read each other's mind. Red had a milk-white body, very furry, red scraggly beard, fat white cock and he'd shaved his balls and some of his pubic area, making his cock very prominent, with a fat dark purple head too, uncut – looked like an albino snake swallowed a ripe plum. I put my arm on his shoulder, and he struggled briefly as I pushed him on the floor of our little gym, "Hey don't hurt me man!" he begged, and I got him flat, with my foot on his belly, and spread my asshole wide open and sat down on his mouth.
Hal didn't say anything, and moved around lifting the guy's legs up at the ankles, spreading them, and knelt down on the padding and spitting in his hand, lubed his cock and positioned it at Red's asshole. I squeezed Red's head between my legs, and in a frenzy of horniness, started jacking myself, feeling Red suck on my hole trying to eat it out. I reached to Red's cock and jacked it, feeling the slimy precum that had coated his meat for the last half hour of our workout, and was vaguely aware of a guy jacking off beside us. More guys came in, and I leaned forward as Hal flexed his meaty ass, shoving his cock into Red without a warning. Red's entire body became rigid, and I reached around and tapped his head and rubbed my asshole on his mouth as Hal began fucking him, and I leaned forward and Hal and I exchanged an incredibly steamy kiss, deep tongue action as Hal let an ankle go and grabbed my biceps, squeezing the rock-hard muscle.
He dropped the other ankle as he leaned forward, and Red began desperately to try to jack himself off, when I raised my ass up, and pushed my cock straight down. I aimed at his mouth, and crammed my cock in it in one go, Red choking and making obscene sounds as I crammed it in his throat. Hal and I were eating each other's faces, slurping and kissing, tongue all over the place, while I slowly – I had a shred of consciousness – started fucking Red's throat. Hal and I synchronized, and I heard an "Oh MY LORD" from the door as we started brutally fucking both of Red's holes while he lay there, twitching and trying to jack off. Hal's hot bear belly was draped over Red's cock, while thick slapping sounds came from his churning Red's ass, and I had to take it slowly, to avoid choking Red too much, fucking his open mouth.
Fuck, I'd not been that horny in a long time, completely wordless pure fuck and suck with the poor guy below us. I looked at Hal, he looked at me, and we read minds, and then pulled out of the holes. I glanced at the crew in the room jacking off, mouths open, and Hal and I switched places. Hal crammed his uncut cock in Red's mouth, all the way to his hairy groin, while I slid my cock in his wet well-fucked ass. Try an enraged bodybuilder fuck sometime – I started hammering and slamming in Red's ass, pounding his hole like a jackhammer. Red was able to reach his cock this time, and began bursts of jacking off while Hal fucked his mouth, and Hal and I locked in a kiss again. Red was just the fuckhole for both of us, completely horned up from the exercise, and we locked into rhythm again as I felt Red squeezing and working his asshole on my shaft.
Hal put his arm up on my shoulder, squeezing me as we continued kissing wetly, and I was lost in exploring his mouth, and fucking Red's hairy asshole with my cock, feeling on top of the world. Hal started shaking as we kissed, and I heard a high-pitched whining coming from him, then suddenly Red. He suddenly sat back, and grabbing his nipples and twisting, Hal literally sat down on Red's face, his cock straight down fucking his mouth, and he began shaking his head and roaring "GOD I'M CUMMMING SO HARD!" he screamed. Red was bucking, and pushing at Hal suddenly trying to get a breath in edgewise as I pummeled his ass, so I reached down as Red feebly pushed at the two guys on top of him. I jacked Red's beautiful cock with each thrust, until finally Hal lifted up and allowed Red to gasp, and a huge gob of cum shot up all over Red's furry chest and Hal's face.
I kissed Hal tasting Red's cum, which set me off. I grabbed Red's ankles, and hot cum erupting from my cock burst into his ass, and I lost my mind fucking him so hard that I realized I was going to bruise myself when I heard someone near the door groan and say, "Should we get someone, On My God!" and I backed off a little bit from slamming into Red. Hal and I held each other as the last dregs of cum continuing shooting out me, and I was twitching and thrusting involuntarily, Red almost completely still under us, a pure fuckhole. My attention focused finally, and I Red lying on the floor, covered in his own cum, and Hal and I panting over him like two enraged bulls. I pulled my cock out of his ass, Red twitching, and I sat back on my haunches, as Hal stood up slowly, feeling his belly, his chest, his ass, and arms, looking at me with wide open eyes.
"Joe," he said, "That ain't normal, feeling like that." Red slowly curled up, and tried to get up, and Hal reached down to lift him up, "Honey, I'm so sorry." Red looked at us, and growled, "Ain't nothin' t' 'poligize for. I'll never forget that man! WhOOEEEE! OH!" and at that, he sat on a bench, put his elbows on his knees, and looked down, shaking his head. "I need to rest a moment!" Hal looked at me, an indescribable expression on his face, and then he walked up to me, and for a moment I thought he'd punch me, but he grabbed me with his big bull arms, and looking at me, said in a low voice, "Joe, You're a real man. You're kind when you should be, and, oh man, you are a fuck machine when you should be. I'm honored." I must have blushed furiously, I heard someone say "Look at him!" and I said something completely lame like "Hal, c'mon, you're my inspiration today."
He continued to hug me, squeezing me tighter, and I lifted my head up, and said towards his ear, "Wait 'till next we do back and triceps." Hal burst out laughing, and said "Sign me up!" and several of the guys in the room said "Me too!" and ran out. Hal and I gathered stuff, and I got on my hands and knees to wipe the cum off the floor, it was a mess. The room cleared out, and I took Hal's hand and pulled him towards the shower room in the lower Annex across a gravel road. I got him in the shower area, and kissed him, nobody around. I felt all over his body, from his bear belly, to his shoulders, all the fur on his chest, and his tits, paying attention to his nipples. Hal went crazy kissing me again – he was an expert. He pursed his lips and slowly pushed mine open, lips inside mine, then licked gently at my tongue, feeling around the roof of my mouth and under my tongue as I continued squeezing him, feeling his meaty ass and his thick back.
I felt his cock suddenly poke up, and as we continued to kiss and grope each other, Hal looked down, "I'm hard again!" he said, astonished. I reached out to his cock, feeling the head as I kissed him again, rolling my finger under his foreskin – there was a lot of wetness there either from Red, or his cum. I squeezed his biceps with my free hand, continuing our kiss, and we kind of hopped under a shower, which I turned on – first a burst of cold that we both roared at, laughing, then the right temperature. I got soap from a dispenser and started working his back, down to his hairy ass and legs, paying attention to his hole, then rubbed his furry chest – "You feel good Hal, feel your chest." Hal looked at me "I feel like a goddam teenager Joe, my chest – yeah, I feel it," He said nodding, "like I've been pulled apart and put back together again."
At that Hal grabbed my cock, and a handful of soap, and started jacking me, "Feel this Joe," and I laughed, and gasped. He knew exactly my weakest spot. We started jacking each other off, one hand holding the shaft, the other working the sensitive head, and Hal unconsciously opened his eyes wider and wider, pushing his lips out into an "O", gasping. "You're gonna make me shoot again Joe," he whispered, "You're gonna goddam make me shoot again." We continued jerking off under the shower, I let him rest and then I said, "Hal, you know what would make me happy?" Hal looked at me, "Joe I'd do anything." He paused for emphasis. "I don't, you know, take anything in my butt, but for you, anything man." I looked at him. "I get cum crazy after the gym. Feed me Hal, will you do that?" I crouched, my mind gradually unfocusing and all that was on my mind was his uncut cock and the cum waiting in his balls.
I started sucking the head of his cock, pressing against the base with both hands to pull the foreskin back, bobbing my head like crazy slurping him. Hal moved around a quarter circle, and put his hands on the wall, and I felt his belly on my forehead as I sucked his cock in my mouth, just able to reach the head with my throat this time. Hal grunted, and started barking orders to me to suck his Goddam cock, and paused for a moment to jack himself off, head in my mouth. I was in heaven, completely focused on his cock, cascades of hot water washing over both of us when Hal paused, "Joe, man I don't know if I can a second time." I reached up to turn the water off, leaving all the sensation to me as I sucked the head of his cock in slowly this time, enjoying every fraction of an inch, rolling it around inside my mouth, and massaging his low-hanging balls.
I was jacking off now, holding his balls like a handle to pull him in my mouth as I bobbed and slurped, getting him deep in my mouth with a hard suction. Hal started groaning, and pinching his nipples, and I slowed down, now pressing the cock against the roof of my mouth, pushing it in like a fuck groove eating the shaft, and Hal started grunting bellowing an "Uh OH OH OH" with each slurp, my head bobbing harder and harder when I felt his balls really pull against my hand, "I, I can't believe it!" Hal yelled, "HERE IT IS!" and with that a big wonderful gob of almost sweet cum hit my mouth, then one after the other as Hal's legs almost buckled underneath him as he yelled. I squeezed the head of my cock as Hal had, with a slick hand letting it pop out, and instantly, that plus his cum belching cock, too me over the edge.
I slipped on the wet floor, one leg sliding as my hips twitched, my own cum shooting in ropy strands – only a few shots left after Red's cum injection, but Hal stood shaking as I licked his purple head, getting every drop on my tongue. His eyes were screwed tightly shut, and finally I sat on the floor, exhausted from the second round, and Hal looked down, and reached to help me up. We wrapped arms around each other wordlessly, exhausted from gym, sex, sex and sex. "Help me." I finally said, pretending to collapse in his arms, and Hal said, "You gotta help me." We laughed, and I gave him a big kiss, and then with the shower back on, we rinsed feed from the cum, and Hal washed my beard a little bit. We walked out, and realized it was quite late, and we both started trotting to get back. Hal went to his cabin to one side, and I went up to the Lodge, passing the pool where a couple of guys started clapping. "Really!" I said, laughing. I was hungry, and horny still!
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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.