Date: Tue, 19 Apr 2011 14:44:01 +0800 From: Ben Ng Subject: Bear Attack Part 1 This is a fictional story of sexual acts between two men. Comments welcomed at ng.ben9@gmail.com Read my other stories at http://groups.google.com/group/bens-sexual-adventures I'm also a prolific author on nifty under the name Ben Ng. Bear Attack! Part 1 I've always had a thing for bears. You know, big, burly, hairy guys with thick chests and big bellies. Well, big bellies are optional, but everything about them attracts me. The way they look, the way they walk, the way they talk and laugh; so open, so loud, so free and so masculine. I'm a regular guy, not a bear. I'm not a twink either, just a normal build, medium size guy, which makes it difficult to get bears. Bears tend to like bears. It's hard to find bears who like regular guys like me, especially when I'm not a daddy. I don't know why I like bears so much; I just do. I've almost given up though, because every nice bear I've seen is paired up with another bear or daddy. I think they have their own culture and language. I can hardly get in. Well, not until I met Joey. I'm not sure if Joey is gay, but he's definitely one handsome bear. He caught my eyes immediately after he walked in. He was chatting with his buddy excitedly, getting to his seat. It was a football game. I wasn't a huge fan of football but I loved the atmosphere and the people. I like to go crazy and yell and cheer and I like to watch guys do crazy things. More than once, I could find guys willing to mess around; they are either too horny or too drunk, or both. My eyes were glued on my handsome bear. Yup, I already called him mine. He went to his seat, just two rows down mine, not too far from me. He came with a friend, also a bear. He may be already taken, or he may just be a friend, or even his brother. They do look alike in some ways, but not overly similar. They were talking, laughing, and eating snacks. From the way my handsome bear turned his head to talk to his friend, I could see his sides and his cute smile. I could see he's a hairy one, judging by his facial hair. There were hairs on his chest and back as well, and they showed above his t- shirt. Yum. Just the kind of bear I loved. I can tell you, what happened in the football game was a blur. I was bear watching the whole time. He just captivated me; his voice, his smile, his carefree laughter, everything. I got a special treat when he took off his shirt and used it to wave around when he cheered. He really was hairy. It was all over his chest and back. I immediately popped a boner just looking at his upper body. It wanted to do so many things to him. I wanted to play with his fur, lick him all around, and I want to shoot my cum on his body and mesh his hair up with it. I wanted to suck his cock hard and hear him grunt deeply. I wanted to reach up and caress his thick fur while I sucked his cock at full force. And I wanted to grab his big fat ass and shove his cock deep in my mouth. Oh, and I'd like to ram his hairy ass while I rubbed all over the fur on his back. As you can imagine, my fantasizes got me rock hard. I had to adjust myself to hide my hard on. Not that a lot of people were watching me though; they were watching the game. Only I was watching my bear. He was drinking beer now, lots of it. I saw him finishing them at an alarming rate. He will surely need to use the men's room shortly. I paid close attention. I decided to follow him once he moved. I felt dirty, but I wasn't going to give up any chances of seeing more of this cute bear. After about ten or fifteen minutes, he stood up and walked towards the restroom. Jackpot! I quickly followed him, but not too closely. I kept a distance from him, but stayed behind him the whole time. I looked at how his big ass swayed back and forth as he walked. Sexy. He casually grabbed his crotch and adjusted his bulge. I couldn't see clearly from behind him, but from the way his hand lifted his junk, I'd say he had a pretty hefty package. He even reached back and scratched his butt. Cute. It didn't take long to reach the men's room. There were quite a few people in there. We had to wait to use the urinals. I stood next to him, trying to line up for the one close to his. I took the opportunity to check him out closely. He's a big guy, with big chest, belly and legs. Only the words big and hairy came to my mind. He reached up and scratched his face. I could see his hands were covered with hair as well. This is one hairy bear. I love it. Soon it was his turn to pee. He walked up to the urinal, took out his cock and started peeing. He placed his right hand on the wall for support and his left hand was holding his cock. I couldn't see well from the back at an angle, but thankfully the person in front of me just finished peeing. I quickly stepped up. From the side, I could see his cock clearly. He didn't stand too close to the urinal. He was holding his cock such that his pee made a nice arc in the air. It looked to be a nice four inch soft cock. He had a lot of pee from all the beer he has been drinking and I just took my time watching him. I was peeing too, but I couldn't help stroking a couple of times while peeing. I was getting half hard already from watching him. When he was almost done, he shook his cock and pulled his foreskin back and forth. It looked fairly normal, until I saw him jerking it a little too much. He was milking the last drop out and it was getting half hard. He even grunted. My eyes were glued to it. Was he putting on a show for me? All this time I didn't look at his face; I was obsessed with seeing his cock. When he finally finished shaking and jerking his dick, he put it back in his pants. Then I looked up and saw the lopsided grin on his face. I must have been too obvious. I couldn't help ogling him and he must have noticed. But not only did he not hide it, he gave me a show. That must mean something. I was so aroused my cock got harder by the second. Before I made a fool of myself for having a fully hard cock at the urinal, I stuffed it back into my pants and walked away. I saw him washing his hands. I again took the spot next to him and started washing mine. Before he finished, he gave me a wink then turned and left. Oh my God, this handsome bear was interested! He wanted to play! I watched his swaying ass all the way back to my seat. He went back to his and started chatting to his friend like nothing happened. Damn, he teased me, gave me a show with nothing to follow up! Would he let me suck him? It shouldn't be too hard to convince a guy who just showed you his dick to let you suck him, right? I kept watching him. He didn't make any moves; he just watched the game with his friend, cheering like normal. I was confused and disappointed. I didn't know what he was thinking. Maybe he was straight but just enjoyed teasing me. Or maybe he had something else in mind. Anyway, for the rest of the game, nothing happened. Finally, our team won. People started leaving, but my cute bear and his friend stayed on to celebrate. As more and more people left, he was still there, having a good time with his friend, drinking beer and laughing. Then he stood up and excused himself, saying he had to use the men's room. He was staggering from drinking too much beer. As he walked away, he turned around briefly and looked at me. It was just a brief second and he walked on. Was he just looking at my direction, or was he looking at me? No, he had to be looking at me. Most people were gone now. Why was he looking in my direction anyway? My heart was beating so quickly. He was signaling me to follow him. I quickly stood up and went after him. Not too quickly to be suspicious, but I also didn't want to miss anything. The men's room was practically empty. He again went to the same urinal, pulled out his cock to release a heavy stream of pee. He grunted. I moved to the one next to him, even though there were many to choose from. I took a peek at him shamelessly then started peeing myself. "Had a lot to drink, huh?" "Yeah, too much beer!" His speech was slurring a little. I may get lucky. I continued to shamelessly check him out. When he finished, he zipped up and went to wash his hand, but he lost his balance. He wobbled and I immediately reached out and steadied him. Thankfully I have also finished my pee by then. "Watch out, buddy!" "Thanks, man!" He continued to walk, but it was clear he was a little drunk. He had trouble walking in a straight line. I grabbed him under the arms and supported him. I could feel his masculine musk and body heat radiating through my body. I put his thick arms around my shoulder and tried to steady him, but he was too heavy. He started to lean against the wall, bringing me with him. I ended up pressing my body on his, against the wall. "Whoa, sorry buddy, I just lost balance!" "It's ok. I'm glad I could help." "Thanks man, you are cool." He gave me a warm smile. He totally had me now. I helped him up again. He was swaying back and forth, clearly unable to walk or even stand properly. As I helped him get to the basins, he told me he had to puke and I quickly directed him to the stalls instead. Luckily we made it in time and he threw up at the toilet. He didn't throw up much, which was a little weird. I took the opportunity to stroke his back to help him feel better. I stayed with him until he was done. "Oh man, I haven't drunk so much in ages." "It's ok. I'm used to it. My friends get drunk all the time." "You are a real friend, aren't you? A friend in need is a friend indeed!" Ok, he really was drunk. "Yup, I'm your friend. I'm Ben, by the way. You are?" "Joey." Ok, at least I know his name now. "I'm sorry you have to see me like this, Ben." "It's ok, really, I'm glad to help." "Yeah? I saw you looking at me just now. At the urinal and throughout the game." "Yeah, and I saw your grin, your wink, and your look." "You were totally checking me out, huh, Ben?" "Yeah, and you were giving me a show?" "I sure did." "Would you like to do a bit more?" "I bet you want to suck my cock, huh? You've been staring at it the whole time." He looked at me lustfully. "I certainly don't mind." I smiled and helped him up. I made sure the stall's door was locked. Joey was standing there with both hands on the walls to support himself. I kneeled down and started unzipping his pants. Out popped his nice four inch soft cock. It was nice and thick, with foreskin covering half his cock head. It looked tasty. He was looking down at me with lust and expectation. I rubbed his bare ass with my hands, feeling his hairy ass while I licked his cock head. He let out a moan. I loved his deep and sexy voice. I ran circles around his cock head and his cock jerked. I slowly peeled back his foreskin to expose his pink cock head. I licked all around it. It was already wet with precum. I reached up and explored his hairy chest and stomach. I wanted to feel all of him. I rubbed all over his fur. I loved his hairiness, the soft black fur all over him. I reached for his nipples and gave them a squeeze, making him groan out loud. He had a dreamy look on his face. Because he was drunk, it was taking him longer to get hard. It didn't matter to me because I wanted to take my time enjoying this handsome bear. I licked the underside, played with his foreskin and gently held his balls. He had hefty, low hanging balls which I loved. I bent further down to suck his balls one at a time, which made him shiver and groan. He had such a sexy voice it was driving me mad. I loved everything about this bear! I reached for his big round ass again, rubbing it all over while tasting his yummy cock. I loved his masculine smell of beer and sweat, and his unique male scent. I buried my face in his pubes and breathed in deeply. It was making me so horny. I couldn't stand it anymore and swallowed his entire cock. He let out a loud moan and his whole body shuddered. "Shit! That feels so good!" His eyes were now closed and his head was thrown back. I studied his handsome face. I was glad I could bring this good-looking bear so much pleasure. His cock continued to grow in my mouth, getting harder by the minute. When it reached full length, I estimated it to be around six inches. Chubby guys usually have an inch or two hidden, so my handsome bear should be around seven or eight inches. I kept sucking him hard and fast because I was so horny myself. My other hand was jerking my own cock. Very soon his cock started throbbing in my mouth and he put his hands on my head. "Ah... I'm cumming!" He grabbed my head and shot three times into my mouth. I swirled his cum in my mouth, savoring the taste. It tasted salty, but there was a unique taste to him and I liked it. He held my head until he finished cumming, then he released me. "That was so hot, buddy! Thanks!" I stood up and replied, "You are welcome. Glad to be of service." He could see I was still hard though. "You want a hand, mate?" "Sure!" We shifted positions and he was now behind me with me facing the toilet. He lowered my pants to my ankles and grabbed my cock. I was just jerking my cock through my zipper just now and he wanted to see my ass, I suppose. He slapped my ass and said, "Nice ass!" Is he gay or just messing with me? He pressed his cock against my naked ass and rubbed up and down. He was still half hard from just cumming and semen was still leaking from his cock head, which he spread all over my butt crack. His right hand was jerking my cock while his left hand was grabbing my balls. I briefly wondered why he didn't seem so drunk now. While he jerked me, I could feel his hot breath on my neck. It smelled like beer, but it was sexy. He kept stroking me while his cock slid up and down my butt crack. Amazingly it began to get hard again. As I was so aroused by both his cock and his hands, I felt my own cum rising and told him I was about to cum. "Yeah. Let it fly, buddy!" He jerked me quickly and out flew a huge load of white cum. We both watched it fly and landed on the opposite wall. Several drops landed on the toilet and the floor. He kept milking me until I was dry, but he wasn't done. His cock kept thrusting along my butt crack and his hands now reached up and squeezed my nipples. I almost jumped since my nipples were sensitive. He grabbed my waist and with one last push, sent his cum all over my back and ass. I reached back and spread his cum all over my ass. I now have two loads of this hot bear, one in my mouth and one in my ass. Wow. He leaned in and whispered in my ears, "You are so hot you made me cum twice! Thanks!" He then zipped up and opened the door. I quickly got my pants up. He didn't look drunk at all. "Hey, I thought you were drunk?" "Nah, a few bottles can't get me drunk. I was just giving you a chance to make your move." "Er, thanks, I guess." He winked at me again. He started leaving, but I really wanted to keep contact with this hot bear. "Hey, you want my number? We can do this again." "Sure." I quickly scribbled my number on a piece of paper and gave it to him. "I'll be at the rest of the games too. We can have more fun!" He said as he walked out, giving me a lopsided grin. Oh, I hope he'll call, but one thing that's certain: I'll be at every game from now on.