RAY 3
Ray lifted me out of the sling with his huge, hairy arms. My legs were trembling and felt like rubber. Ray grabbed me and steadied me.
My ass was stinging in places, but also felt quite numb in others. His thick cum and the lube he used made me feel full and slimy between my cheeks as I walked. I swallowed hard as we made our way out of the magnificent playroom outside into the backyard. His cum from our oral session earlier in the evening was still slimy in the back of my throat. That made me smile, Ray's cum in both ends!
It was dark, but a little porchlight made it easy to see the stepping stones up into Ray's back porch. The cool breeze felt good on my sweaty back and cream-filled ass.
We sat on a glider and enjoyed being naked together as the breeze jostled the trees all around us. You could smell the crispness of autumn in the air, but it had been an extraordinarily warm day. Maybe what they call "Indian Summer." Anyway, we weren't chilled one bit sitting there naked with our spent cocks resting on our legs.
Ray brought us both a cold beer. I held off on sipping mine because I was enjoying the sensation of his cum in my throat. I stole some sideways glances at this man I was falling in love with. His powerful, thick brow. The all over bronze complexion. The thick, black beard and a hot body covered in coarse black hair. This was a bear I knew I could love for the rest of my days.
He playfully stroked my cock and balls, turned to me and kissed me passionately. His tongue found mine and did a little dance in our mouths. We exchanged beer-laden saliva. I reached up and stroked his bearded face.
"I love you, Jeremy," he said. "I want us to always be together." "I love you too, Ray. I want to be yours forever."
We kissed. He held me. It was sweet and meaningful, that's all I can say. Looking back now, I can trace everything that has happened since to that quiet moment on the screened in porch under a waxing autumn moon. Two lovers who had touched each other's souls had finally bonded and decided to move forward together as one.
I sold my condo in the city and moved in with my big bear on the farm. It was an easy decision, really. Every night we were both home, Ray fucked me within an inch of my life with that thick 8" cock of his, either in the playroom or our bed at the back of the farmhouse. Then we'd usually drift off to sleep as he held me against his furry chest. I loved it.
Ray's trucking jobs and my travel for work made it so we were home every weekend but gone 2-3 days every other week or so. I could easily sync my schedule to his to maximize our time together. Four or five times that winter, we actually ended up together in the same town. I loved sleeping in the truck with him, but over time, my big ol' bear decided he preferred joining me in my hotel room, which was fine with me. No more lonely nights or one night stands for either one of us.
We planned a July 4th weekend wedding up at the farm. I met Ray's two handsome teenage sons, Randy and Rex. Even his ex-wife came with them and was gracious and kind. I didn't bother inviting mine, but I did have some family and friends there. The backyard was a perfect place for a reception and everyone seemed to enjoy the barbecue spread we had provided.
By sundown, the boys, their mom and most of the family and straight guests had headed home. Ray broke open an expensive bottle of scotch and some cigars, and several of his big bear friends, a few of them also gay truck drivers, sat around in a circle sipping and smoking. A few other of us gays with a slightly less masculine bent ended up talking on the screened in porch, enjoying the scotch and some awesome wine we had shipped in for the wedding.
An hour or two later, Ray called me down to his circle of friends. It was a warm summer night. Most of us had shed their shirts. The hairy bears looked pretty horny as I approached making me wonder which direction this party was now going.
"Take these off," Ray said of the white shorts I was wearing. "I want them to see your hot ass."
I've always been a little bit of an exhibitionist, so as my friends from the porch sauntered down toward the bears encircled around me, I slid out of my shorts revealing a light blue Andrew Christian thong underneath. Ray pawed my bare ass right in front of his friends as he drew on his cigar.
"This, boys, is all mine. Look but don't touch." He said as he fondled me and stuck a spit slickened finger up my ass, then pulled it out and stuck it in his mouth. The other bears laughed and more than a couple of them grabbed at their crotches.
I got pretty turned on and in no time, my cock was tent poling the front of the thong.
"Is it time?" one of my friends from the porch asked.
"I think it is," one of Ray's friends said, standing up.
"Yes, definitely. Let me and my baby get all settled before you join us," Ray said flatly.
I had no idea what they were talking about, but I compliantly let Ray lead me to the barn playroom. He had shown it off a little earlier in the day, so the lights and video loops were still playing.
"What's about to happen?" I asked.
"You'll see. Get down and suck my cock."
I loved blowing Ray out in that room. The padded floor made it easy to be on my knees like his little slut. Now, I was his slut husband. I opened wide and took his 8" into my throat almost all at one time, something I had been practicing and saving for our wedding night. The old bear growled with pleasure as his friends all began filing in and encircled us. They had all shed their clothes, but some had dawned leather gear and others nice cock rings and jock straps. They were a sexy bunch of studs, and the scene was starting to look like the sexiest BDSM clip I had ever seen.
My friends came and joined the circle jerk around Ray and me. There were about 14 men around us now, all slowly jacking their cocks, some massive, some average sized and a few quite small. I had never seen that may cocks in one place. And as I sucked my husband's dick and licked his balls, I really got into putting on a show. I would have loved it if the men had spurred me on with cat calls or said things like "yeah, suck that dick!" but they were all silent, except for their heavy breathing and occasional sighs and moans of pleasure. A few of them were jacking each other and some of the bears had their hands on some of the bottom bitch's asses, but other than that, it was a singular effort to maintain a true circle jerk all around us.
Ray pulled me up from my knees, kissed me passionately, and moved me to the sling. He grabbed a few pumps of lube and anointed his eight inches and my hole before easing himself fully into me. I loved that moment when my ass relaxed and took him in, and so did he.
"It's like your ass is sucking my cock deep inside you," He told me once.
This was that magic moment. I felt his big balls and coarse pubic hair against my ass and I knew he was in as deep as possible. Then we worked the sling together to move his big cock in and out of my tight hole, base to tip as fast as we could. I knew whatever this circle jerk had to do with us fucking, it had made us both so hot we needed to cum as fast as possible.
I looked up and saw Ray's hot, manly ass pumping his cock into me. My hands clinched his hairy pecks. I looked up into his big, brown eyes. They were smoldering with lust, reflecting the blue, red and purple studio lights aimed at the sling. He was grunting as he drove his massive cock into me. But there were also groans and grunts all around the room as men satisfied themselves with their hands or that of other men standing nearby.
Then, in my peripheral vision, I saw a handsome younger bear step up jacking his big dick. He was "gooning out," more or less lost in the pleasure he was giving himself. He got really close to us and seemed to be aiming his cock at my chest and stomach. Then he blasted a hot, creamy load on me. His cum landed on my chest, neck and some hit Ray, too. Ray smiled at me.
"It has begun," he said proudly.
I was wondering what he meant when another bear with a long, thick brown beard and golden locks pumped out his cock on the other side of us. This time the cum hit me on the chin and neck.
After that, masturbator after masturbator stepped up and unloaded on me, hitting Ray a few times, as well. By the time we hit number six or seven, the cum was oozing off my chest and onto the sling. Ray's hairy chest was covered in little pearls of white cum that dripped off onto me as he thrust in and out of my hole.
We still had half the room to go as the cum parade continued. Ray was getting close, I could feel it. He buried his bone as deep inside me as he could, arched his back and delivered his payload deep inside my guts. I was never so proud of him or so greedy for his cum up my hole. I milked every last drop out of him by squeezing his meat with my ass muscles. He sighed and moaned.
He slowly eased out of me, put his thumb in my ass to keep any cum from leaking out and shook his fist in the air as everyone around him cheered like he was a conquering hero. I loved this little fuck ritual and was really getting into it now.
As Ray stood there with his big thumb still in my hole, three more hot bears came up and pumped their cocks on to me. They aimed lower, and some of their juice hit my bush and cock. Then some of my friends stepped up and jacked off on me. Ray watched as the pools of cum on my chest, neck and stomach oozed down my body. I was now drenched in man juice.
After the last man had shot off on me, Ray dropped to his knees and started eating his own cum out of my ass. His hot, wet tongue assaulted the outer ring of my stinging hole, causing me to almost convulse with instant pleasure. I looked up at the big screen TV's and saw a hairy bear eating the ass of a guy in a sling. How coincidental.
"Hey wait a minute," I thought. "That's Ray and that's my asshole! How the fuck..."
Then I saw one of the guys, holding a camera on us. Ray had it rigged so live cameras could feed the monitors, adding even more to the already sexy ambience of the playroom. Several guys started jacking off again watching Ray eat my hole and lap up his own cream. I even started boning up.
Some of the cum was now drying on my body, while more of it was dripping down my sides and into my bush. Ray kept licking me, even sucking at my hole to get every last drop of his own seed out of me.
When he was through, he placed me on one of the big massage tables now positioned in the room. The camera man followed us and I saw myself up on the TV's around the room. Ray kissed me and smeared some of the cum on my stomach around with his hand. Then more of the men circled around us, some of them were jacking, some of them were touching asses and backs of the men next to them. There were about six of them in the group, and one by one, they leaned over and began licking my body. Their hot tongues started at my neck, down my shoulders, across my chest and belly, everywhere but my cock and balls. They lapped up every drop of the cum and even turned me over to get my back and sides from where the lava flow of man juice had dribbled down when I was on the sling.
Ray stood there watching approvingly as the men lapped up the cum and gave me a good tongue bath. I held their backs and caressed them. They felt hot to the touch. The pleasure they gave me was so foreign, so unexpected, yet so powerful and real.
My bone stood straight up, and the camera caught that, too. Ray grabbed my cock with his big bear paw and slowly jacked me until the last man was done licking. Then he picked me up and helped me to my feet, we stood kissing and caressing one another as everyone watched. Then Ray led me over to a part of the room I hadn't really been to so far. He moved a table and a little stand with whips and dildos and pushed me to my knees. I noticed there was a little chrome drain right below me and when I looked up, Ray was holding his half hard cock over me, aiming it at my face and mouth.
Then he began pissing on me. A thick, golden braid of steaming hot piss flowed from his massive bear cock. He smiled at me as I opened my mouth and let him fill it several times with his urine. I swallowed some and spit some out, watching myself on the TV screens. The camera man was now edging his rock-hard cock, which made me feel so sexy. The piss that ran off drained into the shiny chrome drain between my knees. When Ray was done, I let him shake the last few golden drops into my willing mouth, then I sucked his cock long and slow.
He was fully erect now, and he stood there, just enjoying the sensations I was creating with my hot mouth and tongue. The group was loving this action, too as it filled the TV screens. A couple of guys came and a couple of more grabbed men nearby them and aggressively started fucking their faces.
This party was turning into an all-out orgy now that the fuck cum and piss ceremony was apparently over. Ray and I made it over to a shower in the back of the room. He warmed up the water and handed me a big bar of the sweetest smelling goat soap, which I used to lather his chest, cock and balls.
We kissed passionately and I peeked out to see the action in the room. You've never seen anything as sexy as 7 different couples fucking and sucking all at the same time. There were groans of pleasure, whoops and hollers and occasional laughter to let Ray and I know the orgy was in full swing.
Clean of cum and piss, our cocks rock hard, we found a couple of chairs to sit and watch all of the action. It was like Ray's fucking me had set off a chain reaction. Some of the men were making full use of the sling, tables and a few of the toys. Dildos were shoved in asses, a couple of guys were getting whipped or had dog collars on and were licking asses and feet. Most were just fucking and sucking. I noticed the room started to smell like sweat, ass and cock. I breathed in deeply and savored the aroma.
"I know we said no playing with others for a year after the wedding, but does this count?" Ray asked.
"No, it doesn't." I said.
"It dances right on the line...hell, it fucking obliterates the line, but it does not count," I added with a laugh.
Ray chewed on his big cigar and motioned me over to suck his swollen dick. I engulfed it in my mouth and he stood up to fuck my mouth. We stood there, joining in all the other faggotry that was going on, proud to finally be together.
As Ray shot his load down my throat I thought back to that first night in his sleeper cab. I knew so little about him then, but somehow deep down, I always knew we'd end up like this. I knew his would be the cock I'd grow old with.
Ray kissed me passionately and got down to suck me off. It didn't take him long to get me over the edge. I blew a load in his mouth that he quickly swallowed, then he stood up and kissed me with it.
"Happy Wedding Day, Baby." He said, my cum on his breath.
"Happy Wedding Day, you sexy ol' bear."
The sex in the room started dying out. Couples and triads left and headed back to the backyard for more to drink and to relax. A few more reprises, but for the most part the party started winding down around 2 am and Ray and I headed back to our room.
Neither one of us was up for sex, but we cuddled fiercely and when I woke up, Ray was jacking his cock and was ready for some ass. I made my way to the bathroom to freshen up back there and promptly came back to find him stiff and waiting.
I straddled his big tool and rode him as hard and as fast as I could. I looked down to see my wedding ring on my finger, which was almost buried in his furry chest. I saw his on his hand wrapped around my cock. Then I threw my head back and blew a huge load all over him.
"Damn, lover, this morning sex really got you turned on!"
"I love your big dick up my ass, husband!" I said proudly.
Ray's face clinched, he thrust his hips up and forced more of his big cock up my ass, held me by the hips and filled me with hot cum. We collapsed on one another and I listened to his heart beating.
After breakfast, we had a lot of cleaning up to do, but that went pretty fast. Ray was kind of worried about the play room, but when we got out there to check, expecting to find a cummy, pissy mess, it was spotless. Someone had hosed it down and put every last butt plug, cock ring, dildo and dog collar back in place.
We spent the rest of the day lying around, resting and recovering. At supper time, I fixed my man a big country meal, his favorite, and watched him chow down on it. It was almost as much fun as getting him off. Almost. I drifted off to sleep in his big, hairy arms again, so thankful for trucks tops and taking chances.