I had had my eye on Aleksey since the skating season began. He was the new partner for Tonya in the ice pairs division, and he was sheer sex on ice. He was all dark, brooding good looks; muscle and power and with curly black hair on his arms and legs and swirling around his pecs and diving in a wide path down into his leotard. He wore his jet black hair long, in a pony tail, with a few strands...
HOW THE WEST WAS. . .! By Luvfatpapas Hank Raynor and Matt McMillan had left Matt's father's ranch to visit Matt's sister who lived with her husband and 3 children in the next state. The rode all day long and at night would settle down on their blankets in each others arms, to make love under the stars and bright, clear moon. At the end of the third day of their trip the two men came...
I had been working at the big financial advisory firm for three years now. I had done well and knew that a big promotion was just months away. And probably even a partnership of the firm. Then my salary, that already was really good, would be a lot higher. And I’ll get a better office with a better view. Right now I still had a cubicle in the corner of a vast office floor at the 10th floor of the...
by Luvfatpapas Excerpts from the journal of Matthew McMillan, the young son of a Texas Rancher, who lived around the late 1800's. Matthew has just finished his first cattle drive. Taking 2000 head of cattle to market. He is approaching manhood and just discovering his sexuality. In charge of the drive is ranch foreman Hank Raynor, who is in his late forties, with wiry greying hair, and...
The following story is not completely true. Enjoy this art form for what it is, mostly fantasy mixed with a fraction of truth. The names have been changed for those whom might be in the story. Any similarities to anyone living or dead is strictly by chance. Warning: there is homosexual content in the following paragraphs. Ronny was his name; a handsome 45-year young bear type of a guy. He was...
“Uhhh… hey Mr. Johnson…. I didn’t know you was ova…” The janitor looked at me like he wanted to shoot me. He pushed me away from the door and closed it. Mr. Howard didn’t hear it. Mr. Johnson grabbed my T-shirt and walked me down the hallway, I felt my eyes tearing up, and I was bout to cry like some ‘lil pussy, no ones eva made me cry before. “Shut up boy! I know what you and dat faggot ass...
Half a block away the Inspector stood, involved in a seemingly important conversation with some homeowner. Yet all the while, I knew he watched me walk toward him. He occasionally looked away from the person and flashed those blue eyes at me in a manner I saw as purely sexual. I smiled, felt my body rush and my cock stiffen closer to full length with each step. About two steps before them, I cast...
From the second I’d seen him, early in the fall semester; my dreams had been filled with Mr. Nelson, the government teacher. An ass you could serve tea off of, as the saying goes, and from the look of the other side of his trousers, a bull-dick to feast on for days; chocolate, dark chocolate skin and tall, with broad shoulders and enormous biceps. No wedding ring…which did not mean much, one way...
This is a true story. It took place in Lagos, Nigeria, where I live, and early 2005. I was home alone. My parents were out of town, and I was all alone, in a big house, bored. And just when I thought it couldn't be worse, a pipe got broken in my bathroom, and there was only one person I could call, as I knew nothing of pipes or how to have them fixed for that matter. I called "Uncle" Remi....
The grind of college life at a private church-owned Christian school was wearing thin. I sometimes went to classes, although not religiously, I dated girls, and I gave lip service to the ideals of fundamentalism that my family and pastor espoused. But deep down I knew I was different, that I didn't fit into the mold they wanted me to fit into. I had a craving for flesh that no one else I knew...
In February 2002 I drove down to New Orleans with my best friend Buffy for the biggest party in the world. Every way into the city was blocked by festive parades and drunken partygoers. But after a little while we made our way to the edge of the French Quarter and found our hotel. We were amazed at the nineteenth-century architecture, the capitals over the lintels, the antique furniture, the...
The doorbell rang at about 5:30 AM and I answered. A tall, dark, very young man with piercing brown eyes and an angular face with a strong nose stood at the door. He wore a tight thin tee shirt that strained against two prominent nipples mounted on muscular chest covering a large ribcage. This tapered down to a narrow waist and slim hips that barely supported a pair of beltless jeans. His...
Turning 50 was a bigger milestone than I had anticipated. A bad marriage and several relationships gone awry had put me in a different mode when it came to sex. As a young man entering puberty, I had participated in circle jerks with my friends and on a couple occasions allowed my buddies to suck my cock. I even reciprocated once, but since we were both too young to cum at the time, it was not...
Surprise Inspection This story is partly true, partly fantasy, it’s up to you to decide which part you want to believe. Let me start off by saying that I’m a 26 year old cub living in Ottawa, Ontario and I have a criminal record. I’m under house arrest for a crime (non-violent) I committed back in 2003 and I can’t leave the house except for work, medical emergencies, and community service...
Up to this point I had never been with what most people describe as a bear (hairy, muscular, and maybe some extra padding). I met James at a friend's party, and we had talked and then gotten together afterwards. He was 39, white and a true to form bear. He had told me about what he was into, just some really energetic hard sex and the idea of him pounding my tight ass thrilled me, so I decided to...
It’s 1:30 am, I’m horny in a town that I don’t know, and in a bar filled with guys that I don’t really care to know. My type? I really get into the big, burley men. The hairier and huskier the better. Facial hair is a must and a bulge in the pants is a plus. I’ve never been in this town before so I don’t really know the bars here, but I do know that this is not the bar for me. After a very...
A true story about two hot bears caught in hot romance for the afternoon delight. If you are turned off by men in their forties having sex, then do not continue to read. This is my story and I am happy to share it with you. Contact me at Jacksong1944@yahoo if you would like to comment on this story. The time was 11am and I did not have anything to do until a club meeting at 9pm. Not many...
I remember the night I decided I had to fuck DB. I mean, I remember tossin’ and turnin’ in bed, all worked up and frustrated and pissed off for reasons I didn’t understand. Pillow was never comfortable, sheet tangled around my feet. I was thinking about playing pool with him the previous weekend and his stupid, Kentucky grin and then started realizing most of my mental pictures of him was...
Since we left Michel at the Canadian border, we did actually make a straight trip back home. Thanks God the traffic was not too bad and we just took a small break to get something to eat. In fact, I was not really hungry, but, you know like I do, that it s easy to eat without hunger when you are in good company, and you know in which company I was anyway... Someone said, or may be, did I read...
The rest of the journey went as expected, brilliant. Our crossing over the border took a bit of time, due to the paperwork that needed to be filled by Cliff, regarding the content of the trailer, but before I knew it , we were heading toward Fort Macleod, where we the took a "motorway" heading north to Calgary. What a smashing place this is… We got there by 7 pm, just in time for Cliff to get rid...
Special Night at the Deer Camp Disclaimer: This is a totally fictional story. Any similarities to anyone are unintentional and slightly humorous. The card hands in this story have actually been played out without any manipulation of winners. If you have gotten this far in this web site and are turned off by man to man sex, then why are you here? Contact me at: Jacksong1944@yahoo.com with your...
On my way home, part 3 by Bearliners I stepped in something sticky. I got stunned when I noticed it was my own cum. Gosh!!! In the excitement of sucking the cock that created me, I came without touching myself. I pulled out a paper tissue and wiped it up. "Oh by the way son," said Dad pulling a $20 bill out of his wallet, "if you’ve got time, could you pop up in a sex shop in Calgary...
The couple of days that followed my trip went great. In fact, not only I was damn glad to be back home, but also, it was so good to be just out of town, back among the majestic mountains of Montana. Mom and dad were glad to have their boy, and in my case I was enjoying to become the baby of the family for a week or two. No laundry to do, great eggs for breakfast, good food, long walks in the...
Have you ever been through days where you wonder what you’ve done wrong in a previous life, to get such crap on your face? You know, one of those days when you just can’t put up with life any longer. You feel like you could crush a stone out of sheer anger because every single thing goes wrong??? Well, I was having one of those days. After 6 months in the city of brotherly love, I was finally...
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