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i was not in a good mood when i got home. as i loosened my tie, robbie came out of the kitchen. “what’s up, babe?” “urgh,” i grunted. he chuckled. “oh, did him have a bad day at work?” i grunted again as i flopped down in my chair. he came over and stood behind me. he began massaging my shoulders. “yes him did. him is all tired and grumpy.” having my shoulders rubbed felt good, but i still wasn’t totally alright. i grunted again. “oh, yes. papa bear is all tired and grumpy. those mean people were mean to him today. bad people.” i relaxed, just a little bit. his hands moved up the back of my neck. “is that better?” he murmured. i exhaled relieved assent. “yes, we want to make him all better. we don’t want no unhappy papa bear here tonight. we want him all happy and nice.” his hands returned to my shoulders, kneading out the tension. i sighed. after a few minutes he came around in front of me and unknotted my tie. “let’s take this nasty thing off. we don’t want to wear that anymore, do we? no we don’t.” he pulled on one end and it left my collar with a quiet rustle. “that’s better, isn’t it.” he took my cufflinks off and laid them on the table. slipping his hands inside my lower sleeves, he pushed the cloth upward until he could feel my lower biceps. he touched my forearm with his lips. here and there. he licked the hairs up and down. i watched him. he lifted his head and looked me in the eyes. i didn’t react. i’m not supposed to. yet. he unbuttoned the top button of my shirt. then the next one. and the next one. he kept working his way down, seductive and slow. he kissed me. i let him. his kisses passed over my face. onto my chin. my neck. he nuzzled his face into my chest. pulling on the hairs with his lips. he found my right nipple with his mouth. he kissed it. held it. sucked it lightly. i could feel my dick getting hard in my pants. his mouth drifted over to the other nipple. teasing it, nibbling on it gently. i liked the way he took his time about it. he pushed aside my shirt, exposing all of my chest. he worked his way over it. kissing it. licking it. sometimes just gliding over it all, feeling my hair against his face. i sighed and slid down in the chair. he moved closer between my legs. his hand touched the hardness in my pants. squeezed it. “what’s this?” he asked. i didn’t say anything. he put on his innocent expression. “little robbie doesn’t know what this is. what is it, papa bear?” i didn’t say anything. “is it something you found in the woods today?” i almost laughed. but i didn’t. i kept a straight face. “did you find something for robbie? did you find something for your little bunny?” i’m papa bear. he’s little bunny. “what is it, papa bear? can i look?” i blinked. he unhooked the top of my pants. unzipped them. put his hand inside my boxers and found my cock. fondled it. “what is it?” i didn’t say anything. “is it for me?” i still didn’t say anything. with some effort he managed to pull my hardon out through the front of my shorts. “oh, it’s so big.” he’s really going to make me laugh if he keeps this up. he licked his lips. “it looks good, papa bear. and little bunny is so hungry.” and such a cutie. i pushed his head toward my cock and he took it into his mouth. he pulled away, leaving the first wetness. holding the base tightly, he licked the head as it swelled up hard and red. put the tip of his tongue out and carefully touched it here and there, before he opened his jaws wide and took my cock into his mouth again. he went down as far as he could and stayed there. tried to push further but choked. his mouth held my shaft tightly as his head went, slowly, back up. he started blowing me steadily. taking long slides over my cock. in a nice rhythm. twisting his head sometimes so that the circular motion swept around my hardon. he was still gripping me tightly at the base. i was getting the maximum effect. the more he sucked, the wetter my dick got. the spit began to flow out of his mouth and through and over his hand, into my pubic hair. he lifted his head. “oh, this is so good. i was so hungry. robbie missed his daddy today.” did him, now. i pushed his head down onto me again. i watched him suck me for a minute until, leaning forward as best i could, i grabbed the lower part of his t-shirt, pulling it toward me. then i could see some of his smooth sweet back. and a small dimple showing just above his jeans. the top of his butt. i stretched a little more and could put the tips of my fingers there. he lifted off my cock. “you want something, papa bear?” i pushed my fingers another inch inside his pants. “what do you want?” he whispered. he shifted. “oh, him wants some robbie tail, does he?” i grunted. in an agreeable manner, i hope. he rocked forward a little. my hand was into his crack now. “oh, yeah. papa wants some sweet little robbie tail.” my fingers played there, touching his buttcheeks, then slipping into that warm space between. he rocked back and forth. my fingers caressed his crack. “oh, that feels so good, papa,” he sighed. he still had a wet hand wrapped tightly around my wet cock. the rocking motion was making my hardon slide in his grip. i was going to come if we did this much longer. it was time for me to say something. first i made a low noise. “what’s that?” he asked. “hungry,” i growled. he straightened up onto his knees. he caressed my neck as he kissed me. several times. softly and sweetly. “what do you want?” he whispered. i had his butt in my hands. i squeezed it gently. he smiled a little. i dropped my eyes. kept massaging his butt. he took his hand and lifted my chin so that i had to look him in the face. “what does papa bear want?” i tried to lower my head but he wouldn’t let me. he gently raised it again. “is him a hungry bear?” i grunted assent. “what do you want to eat?” i had to say it. maybe he wouldn’t let me have it unless i said it. “tail.” “what?” he whispered. i’m yours, guy. you are so fine. “tail.” he smiled in satisfaction. stood up. turned around. dropped his pants. his ass. it was so nice. i trailed my fingers over the smooth round surface. the outward curve. to the top of his thighs. i rested for a moment before i leaned in. and put out my tongue and touched him on the side. tasted the skin. before i moved to the top of the center. and i eased my tongue slowly down into the crack. down, down. to soft hairs under my tongue. down further. to rough and wiry hairs under my tongue. his hands came behind him and he pulled his cheeks apart. i found a sweet dark nest. i licked it once and then sat back a moment so i could see it. waiting for me. given to me. i dove in again. licking up and down. having him. my hand was on my dick. he put his hands on his knees and pushed his ass into my face. my tongue flipped in and out of my mouth. his ass grew slick and wet. so did my face. i groaned. he squirmed, pushing back against me. i stretched my tongue out as far as i could and tried to put it up his ass. i heard him groaning too. “yeah, go on. eat it.” i lapped away at his tail. “yeah. eat that sweet little ass of mine.” i let go of my dick and grabbed his hips. pulled him onto my face. ate. he started to jerk himself off. i used my teeth some. took little nibbles of his butt before returning to his asscrack with my tongue. i slid off the couch onto my knees and he bent his legs and pushed his ass into my face as i took hold of my own dick again. a vibration came to me through his body as he kept banging on his cock. i couldn’t wait anymore. i lifted away for a second. “i want it,” i said. “let me have it.” he rubbed his ass over my face. i kept eating. he made me keep eating. “come on,” i had to say. “please.” he gasped. “please what?” i’ll say anything for you. “please let papa bear have that sweet honey.” he turned around suddenly and let it fall onto my face and chest. his body jerked as each load of cum shot out onto me. i grabbed at the end of his dick as he came and got some of it on my own hand. i used it to jerk myself. “yeah, go,” he said. we watched the cum spurt out of my dick. it came out and went up my belly and chest. when i was done twitching, robbie leaned over and kissed me. he chuckled softly. “better now?” i grinned. “yes.” “good.” ........ a half-hour later, we had both showered. i was locking the security door on the front porch, when i glanced around at him. “what?” he smiled. “nothing.” i locked the door to our home. i kissed him. “where do you want to go?” i said. “how about racine’s?” “fine.” ........ we had finished dinner. they had dimmed the lights. there weren’t many people upstairs. “do you want desert?” he said. “i’m full . . .” that boy grins wickedly. “i want something to go. something sweet.” ........ later that same night, we were lying in bed. i had finished eating something off his body and vice versa. ........ “who feeds who” he said. ........ ........ ........ ........ ........ ........ ........ ........ ........ ........ ........ ........ ........ ........ ........ ........ ........ ........ ........ ........ late in the dark night in our forest—while he sleeps—i sing to him. “ . . . it’s all for you . . .” ........ ........ ........ ........ ........ ........ ........ ........ ........ ........ ........ ........ ........ ........ ........ ........ ........ ........ ........ ........ i think while i watch him sleep. i say “wake up.” “huh?” he half opens his eyes. “i’ve thought of something new” i say. he pulls me closer and says “go back to sleep.” i pull him closer, kiss him, and say “no. listen . . .” ........ ........ ........ ........ ........ comments on this or my other stories to maxsprouse@earthlink.net