Date: Fri, 9 Feb 2018 11:27:33 -0500
From: ozorli65@aol.com
Subject: Bus Stop Bulge (Ginger Beard) (1)

This is a fictional story about a HOT guy I saw at a bus stop while driving
by. He was maybe late 30's or early 40's. But he was a bug beefy 'Ginger Bear'.
Thick beard and sweats. And those sweats were showing off the nicest bulge i
have seen in ages.

Completely fictional and I just saw him in Passing. But what I saw was
fantasies worth.

Enjoy....................................

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Bus Stop Bulge
(Ginger Beard)

I was headed to work one day on a very dreary winter day. The dark gray sky
starting to drop more flakes from an already snowy morning. I was in my car
as I drove down this one main street in town. I passed a a residential
street not more than a few miles from being almost to my job

I was coming up to an intersection with a light when I saw a man standing
at the bus stop. Normally I don't think k to much of it. Just someone
waiting in a bus. But as he stood there facing the street, I could see a
thick gingery beard on his face. I was almost in the stop when the light
changed.

"Fuck!" I shouted as I hit the brakes.

I skidded to a stop right in front of the bus stop where the man was. He
looked at me as he saw me skid. He probably thought I was just some idiot
in a rush. But as I turned to look at him, almost in utter embarrassment I
was able to glance at the bearded man.

He was big, even in the winter coat he was big. Maybe 6ft 3 or so. His full
beard was indeed ginger in colored. A dark ginger, but ginger
nonetheless. He was very good looking too. At least what I could see. He
had on a hood that cut off part of his face. Still handsome.

But then again, I have an affinity for gingers. I think most are all shades
of cute. And as I had been with one ginger once ages ago. I remembered
their firecracker pubes.

"Hmmm nice" I said as I looked at the man's face

I stared at his rugged face for a moment. Then I saw he looked at me. Then
there was a honk. And he nodded his head at me. But turned to the light
before me. And the hunk again

"Fuck" I said as I saw the green above me

"I'm going. I'm going" I huffed

Then I drove off. Looking back at the hunk at the bus stop in my rear
view. I got to work and sat at my desk, just kind of staring at it. All I
could think about was the hot ginger bear at the bus stop.  Bit then I was
woken up from my trance by a co-worker.

I went on with my day and the hit ginger bear was most of the thoughts. I
mean from what I had seen, he was hot. And I wanted to see more.

When i went home later I looked to the bus stop as if I expected to see him
there. Even though I knew he wouldn't be there. So I headed home. I got
home and had dinner, watched some TV and went to bed. But throughout the
evening that hunky ginger would return to my thoughts.

"Maybe he will be there tomorrow" I said

Then I dozed off to sleep.

The following morning I headed out to work again. I had all but forgotten
about the hit ginger at the bus stop. I got off the highway and headed down
the road where that bus stop was. My mind wasn't even on it until I passed
it. The memory of the day before flashed through my head. The hot guy
standing at the bus stop. Big bearded and gingery looking. I passed it but
he was at there. I wouldn't be able to miss him. There had been no one at
the bus stop. Then I tried to remember the exact time I had passed it
yesterday.

"Was it 7:45, or before." I said to myself

"It's 7:33 now"

"Or was it before 7:30"

I couldn't be sure now. And that was upsetting. I wanted to see that big
hunky bear again. I was literally obsessed with him. I had to see the guy
again, even if it was just to see him.

So for the next few days I tried to get to the bus stop where I first saw
him at different times around when I first passed by there. But still
nothing. Had it been a fluke incident. Had he just taken the bus that one
day? I didn't know.  All I know is my obsession to see him again messed me
up.

But then just as I had about given up, I saw him again. I was driving down
the road to work again. It was near 3 weeks to the day I first saw him.  It
was still cold and snowy. It seemed like the snow would always be here. But
I had come down the street again. There was heavy traffic that day. So I
was behind several cars. But as I neared the bus stop, I saw him again.

"Holy ginger beard" I shouted

Then I came to another screeching halt. He looked over and saw me. He
realized he knew me from that time before and smiled. But I also saw
him. And beyond the hunky beard and face, I saw more this time.  As the
fist time I saw him I had only noticed his face. That burly handsome face
with his gingery beard. I knew he was tall and beefy from how big he seemed
standing at the stop.

"Ohh my God" I sighed

For now as I waited there at the light I saw his whole body. He had on the
same jacket as before. But this time I was able to look beyond his hit
face. I looked down to see the hunk was wearing sweats.

"Look at that" I then said

"Look at that"

I was now staring at his crotch in those sweats. And there was an obvious
lump that was his cock pressed against them. It was a sizeable one too.

"Fuck me" I said as I stared at him.

But then I saw his face again. He was looking right at me. And either he
could read lips or he just somehow knew I wanted him, he looked up and
nodded at me. It was almost a yes nod he shared. All this happening in just
moments, there a the light.

Then the bug hunk stepped away from the stop and walked over to my car. I
watched as his moments caused the thing in his sweats to move around. It
was almost bouncing. His hand made a motion for me to roll my window. So I
did. The cold rushed into the cars cabin.

"Offering a lift?" He asked............

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To be continued