Date: Sat, 3 Jun 2017 05:59:49 +0200 From: Shiro Kuma Subject: My Life as a slut for Mature Chub Bears. Chapter 1: The Mechanic (part 2). DISCLAIMER This story is 100% fiction and is for mature readers only. It is a fantasy made up by the crazy and horny mind of the writer, it includes consented sex between under age kids and adults, in couples or groups. Do not read the contents if it will offend you. No resemblance to persons living or dead is intended. The activities described in this story may cause injuries or transmit diseases, so be smart and don't try to do it at home! If you are underage, or if possession of these writings causes you to break laws in your area, please leave now. All rights reserved. Black Shirokuma productions Anyone wishing to contact me can do so at shirokuma@writeme.com Nifty needs their donations to provide these wonderful stories and to keep them free for all, please donate some bucks to http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html --------------------------------------------- My Life as a slut for Mature Chub Bears. Chapter 1: The Mechanic (part 2). After a very intense wanking night, the morning after arrived, and I oversleep, it must be due to a tiring state that my body was not accustomed to, but since that day I will never fall sleep again without a sex related act, nothing that a healthy kid near to be teen had experience. I woke up when my dad was knocking at my door, but I couldn't answer to him more than with a moaning in a somnolent state: "uhhmm", I did not notice that I was nude on the blankets with my left hand graving my morning wood, my dad got desperate for a real answer and without anymore warning he entered inside my bedroom, what a surprise the both of us got when he froze (for not more than 5 seconds that seemed like years) staring at my body, and then he just said in a sarcastic way: "Matt, I was worry about that you didn't came to take your break fast in time with mom and I, so I decided to check on you, but sorry to interrupt your morning exercises, just keep an eye on the clock or you will be late for school". Oh god, that was not the case, I was really sleeping but my dad thought I was in the middle of a wanking session, like an act of magic my wiener got soft in matter of seconds, I got up like if a spring was released on my back and run to the bathroom to take a quick shower and remove the stinky dried sweat and sperm and realy be able to go school. While I was showering my thoughts began to be clearer: "what just happened? My dad believed he saw me wanking, but he didn't got mad nor asked any embarrassing questions, that was very cool for him, that is why I love him", but also thought "surly my dad now will give me the sex speech, the bees and the birds talk, but in school the already gave us that last year, Oh god, it will be embarrassing". In no time I was on my way to school, when I checked the clock I had 10 more minutes to arrive before the bell ring and half a mile left to walk so I just got safe for my first class. All day I was think about the mechanic, the wank session and my dad surprising me, the 3 events connected due the heat wave of a not so far summer, I was thinking about take a different route to my home and avoid a possible awkward situation with the mechanic. With all this things in my mind I really didn't pay attention to any of my classes and my friends noticed it, so after school Brian and Jake asked me: "what was wrong?", I simply answered: "Nothing, just kid stuff", so Brian added in a sarcastic way: "you must be in love with your blond neighbor chick next door, or her hot mom, and spent the night in a voyeur season" the three of us laughed and then we went to our homes, is good to know nobody has discovered my real sexual desires. The heat wave was making its best to numb my mind, and only thinking about return the fastest as possible to home to drink some cold coke I didn't even noticed that I was walking the same route as always, I got surprised by a big warm hand on my shoulder, it was the mechanic from the day before, his hand seemed like a big soft paw because little hair have grown on the back of it, salt and pepper style, I was in front of his house and I suppose he saw me from blocks ahead and recognized me and came to catch me, this time his grease monkey suit was fully closed and almost no body fur was visible except for those that escaped from the neck and beard, in other case I would faint due to an overcharge of visual pleasure. I almost ran again, but he didn't let me, then he said in a paternal voice: - "Hi there young man, why did you run scared yesterday? I think I am not as ugly as an ogre". Then he laughed, in fact yesterday I was admiring him in a slut way but I cant tell him that he caught me in the act, the only thing that came to my mind to get out that situation was to say: - "Hi, well ... I thought you will throw me the beer bottle when you raised your hand, maybe you believed that I was checking the parked cars and trying to steal something from inside them". - "No, young man, I was only just trying to say hello, I see you every day walking here, but I'm always busy fixing cars, I know must of the neighbors and you look familiar, are you son of Frank and Laura Jones 3 blocks down the street?". What a surprise to me that he knew who my parents are, and where I live too, but also thought that if my father knows who he is then in a small town like this the adults must of known each other, so I answered: - "Yes I'm. Oh god, sorry, it was my fault, I shouldn't run in that manner yesterday, it is nice to meet you, let me introduce myself I'm Matt Jones". - "I'm Douglas Stone, nice to properly meet you, and as you can notice I'm a mechanic, I work in my home to earn some bucks additional to my retirement from the army". That long introduction in the heat wave in the middle of the sidewalk was making me uncomfortable an the both of us were sweating so he kindly asked if I wanted some cold drink, so in a joke voice I said "A beer?" he then just replied "No Matt, I wont induce a kid to alcoholism, Ha ha, but I have some cokes and water also in the fridge". My house was not far and I easily could wait till get there, but this teddy bear was so kind to me that I couldn't refuse the invitation. - "Are we going to the garage, mister Stone?". - "No Matt, inside house, the garage surly has some cool beers, but there is not conditioned air there, that is why I was taking a break on the shadow from those trees yesterday, the garage becomes a real oven in this part of the year ... Is it Ok to you?". - "Yes Mr Stone, I'm thirsty". And then we both went into the house. "This is my humble home", said Mr. Stone, he lead me to the kitchen where there was a granite counter top in "L shape", some stools were positioned in both sides of it, he must of use this place to take the breakfast, so he told me to have a sit on one of the stools, he reached the fridge at my back and got a beer for himself and a soda for me, then he sat in the stool in front of me with the counter top between us. He asked some polite questions to break the ice: -"So, how do you feel with this hot wave? It is the soda ok?". - "Yes Mr Stone, this soda is what I needed, this house is huge and nice but is still a little hot in here". - "Thats because I spend the mornings in the garage and don't turn on the AC till I got here, that reminds me that I should do it now, it will take around 10 minutes to be in the proper temperature. Do you mind if I got more comfortable in the meanwhile?". - "Of course not, you are in your house and I'm here just to catch my breath again". - "Good, but you can stay as long as you want". Immediately this dude began to unzip the mechanic outfit and as I suspected he was not wearing any shirt under it. He only removed the top part and tangled it on the waist, just like I saw he did the day before, but now I got him right in front of me, thank god there was this counter top between us or he could see my instant boner from this gorgeous sight. The sweat on his fur and the color of his body hair makes him glow, or at least thats what my lustful mind began to imagine. The next 20 minutes we were talking about my parents, my school grades, the sports that I practice and my prick went down. He told me about his job on the army, the reason why he retired and why he came back to this town, we was getting comfortable with each other. The temperature inside house now was completely comfortable, but he didn't fully dressed yet. He finished the second beer and went to grab another, my first soda was only half empty, then with his beer in hand he told me he will go to pee and went to the bath room without closing the door, from were I was sited I couldn't see inside but the sound of the stream of pee on the WC and the smell reached me and drive me crazy. When Douglas returned to the kitchen I told him that I need to make my way home because I needed to study for a Math Test, that was a completely lie. The live image of his nude torso was intoxicating, so I made up this excuse to avoid an awkward situation, it was hard to control my erections in front of him and I didn't wanted he notice it and possible make a confrontation with my parents asking to scold me. In a small suburb every one would know it in matter of hours. Before I went out of his house he told me: "Matt, tomorrow in your way back from school to home I sure will be fixing some car and be distracted to see you passing by, please come inside the garage and look for me to say hello and continue our chit chat". - "Sure Douglas, I will do it, have a nice afternoon". - "You too, pal". When I got home I said hello to my mom and noticing she was about to do the laundry I went upstairs to my room and with the vivid images of Douglas's torso stuck in my mind I began to beat my young meat, like yesterday in about 20 strokes I was producing male milk in great amounts. I recalled some pornographic magazines my father has hidden under my parents bed, risking to be caught, still naked I step outside my bedroom and not seeing any danger around I quickly enter my mom's room, grab the card box and returned to the safe zone locking the door. I was not looking to arouse me with the girls on the magazines, but get some ideas about what to do to make my masturbations more enjoyable, after some research I saw a woman sucking dick but the strange part of this situation is that she got a finger inside the boyfriend's anus, and below the image it said: "Rita is stimulating Patrick's prostate via rectal massage, making him came in a profuse quantity". This got me the idea that I could do the same with my own fingers. Remembering again the half nudity of my mechanic pal I began to be stiff in no time, I began to stroke my meat and then I proceed to try ti insert a finger in my anus.. I couldn't at the beginning because I felt so rough, so I suck my finger and let it be super wet with my saliva and began to auto attack my arse again, it cost me so much efforts but at the end the finger went inside and GOD I was in haven, I felt a lump inside my intestines and when I touched it I felt electric waves on my body and my prick became even harder. My active lustful mind let me imagine that my finger was in deed Douglas's penis, that he was embracing me from behind speaking dirty to me and being a complete alpha male bear in mating season with an eager partner. After like 10 minutes I let out a big gasp and then tried to catch my breath but I almost fainted in the must profuse orgasm I ever had. Oh my god, What happened? That was awesome. TO BE CONTINUE --------------------------------------------- End of the second part of chapter one of my intended series, if this get positives reviews I will continue in regular basis. Thanks. 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