Date: Tue, 15 Mar 2022 17:40:35 +0000 (UTC)
From: "ozorli65@aol.com" <ozorli65@aol.com>
Subject: Bare Middleton (12)

This is a fictional story I have about this up and coming British singer.
Paul Middleton is a big hunky bear of a man that happens to have a silky
smooth singing voice that can lull you into a nice peaceful state. And it
don't hurt that he is a big piece of hairy deliciousness. It is only
fiction as I have never met, and may never meet this gorgeous beast. But
I do hope you enjoy my little tale.


Bare Middleton (12)
Paul Back in Town..


... Paul had called me a few weeks before he was to be back in my city.
He said that he would leave a ticket at the box office for me. And that
he would see me backstage after the show.
Other than that I sat back in my chair and we talked a bit. I was glad he
did call and said that I wanted to see his handsome face again. And that
I again apologized for being a 'bitch' to him.

"No problems babe" he said
"Me and Sam were in the outs when I was in that last tour"
"He hated the stardom"
"So he was out the door"

 Then he went in to say that Sam was bitter about it all. And when they
were together to talk that day I had called, he retaliated. Saying those
things to me he did. And again Paul said sorry to me for that.
I reached down and groped at myself as I started to talk to him about the
last time we were together. Saying that I had still enjoyed his company
that day. And reiterated how handsome he was.
I wanted him to know that I was really still interested in some fun with
him again. Regardless of where he lived and I lived. Telling him that I
hoped we would get a chance to go back to his hotel again. And ending
with an 'i want you Paul'.
He sighed and then suggested it not happen. He said he did like me, but
this may end up a mess like before. And he didn't want me to hate him
again.

"Just hanging out" he said
"Maybe some drinks"

Then he ended his point with the call phrase 'friends'

"Friends?" He suggested
"Okay" I replied back
"I got it. Friends is good"

And I resigned myself to that thought after hanging up with him. He was
probably right. Friends is safer. And I would not get hurt or annoyed
after he left.
I decided not to go to the show though. I just did but want to get to
invested in it it him again. And if I saw him in stage I would lose my
self control because I would be seeing this big hot bear in his habitat.
Even if he always looked so damned hot on stage. Big and beefy as he
towered over those below. And if you were at the front his crotch always
looked so big and meaty from that angle.
Butt no, I did not go. I said to him that I had some other things to do
that evening. But would meet him for those drinks after. I suggested
where and we could meet there.

"Can't get too close anymore" I huffed to myself
"Heck. Maybe I just won't show"

But I did. Even if it was just drinks. To see this handsome bear would
make my dull day. So I went there about an hour after the concert ended.
I figured he would hang around the place for a while before heading out.
I had told him to meet me at this guy bar I was familiar with. When I got
there I texted him saying I was there. I received no immediate answer. So
I walked around the room. Got myself a drink and headed for the tables
near the pool tables. That area was less popular. I sat there and again
texted him. Saying where I was.
Paul did answer back. He said he had a favor to ask and hoped it would be
okay. But he would ask me when I was at the bar.
I hoped he didn't want to 'have some fun' because I could not let myself
get caught up in that situation with this hot man. Especially if he was
not into something with me.

"Where is he" I said after another twenty minutes sitting there
"Maybe I should just leave"

And that was when he came in. I saw the bug hunk moving through the
crowded bar. He saw me once he got closer. Then he smiled softly

"God-damn!" I huffed to myself.
"He is so damned good looking"

Paul came over and I got up. We hugged and he felt great. He smelled
great too. I wanted to chew him all up right there, but again that was a
no-no. But he still felt good to hug.
We sat down and he ordered a drink. He said he didn't want to stay out
late as he had to get on the road in the AM. But, he said he did not want
to stay at his hotel. And he had taken a taxi here to the bar.
I looked at him funny. But then I got what he wanted to do. He wanted to
come home with me. I was about to say no. But then he soun a take if a
stalker at the hotel. Some dude that was following him recently.

"I think the bloke is crazy" he said
"Do you mind if I hang at your place tonight?"
"I will Uber back to the hotel in the morning"
"I just don't want to be at the hotel"

He mentioned the guy sending him a love note. Showing it to me. And it
was indeed creepy. So I caved as to make sure he was not in danger.

"Okay" I said to him
"But just to stay overnight'"
"Nothing funny"

He smiled and promised. Pulling up his hand and crossing his heart. I
sighed deeply and then that was when I noticed the backpack he had. So
we.left and got in my car. Then we headed out after I looked around.
Seeing if I saw this 'stalker dude' he was talking about.

"Thanks babe" he said

We were at my place in 15 minutes. Then closed the door to my apartment.
Locking it and bolting the dead locks. I turned to see the big beautiful
bear standing there looking at me. He said my place looked nice. Looking
about at the decor.  I was tired and figured he needed to get up early.
So I pulled out the futon in the spare bedroom and got him some sheets
and blankets for him to sleep.
He had gone into the bathroom and went to brush his teeth. Not before
dropping trough and standing there in the room in a Tshirt and briefs. I
gazed at his thick hairy legs. Knowing that they were body crushing
things. Thick and meaty.
And if course my eyes moved to that big beefy crotch. I knew what lay
under that cotton of those oh so lucky briefs. Paul's big fat dick. And I
felt my loins and ass twitch with desire. He left and my eyes caught a
look at that bug beefy butt in the briefs.
I was wondering if this had been such a good idea having this hunk of
beary maleness in my place.

"Thanks again" he said as he came back in
"You are the best"

I half smiled and suggested he get some sleep. He grabbed my hand and
then leaned in and gave my cheek a kiss. And again my crotch throbbed.

"Good night" I then said

He replied and then I left the room. Stepping next door into my bedroom.
I got myself ready for bed and then lay down in it. But then I just lay
there in my bed, staring up at the ceiling. And horny. I wanted him
again. I could not help myself. The beautiful bear Paul was in my
apartment. There in the other room. And I was laying there in my bed with
a need that I could not quell with just telling myself to sleep it off. I
had to have him again. Even if it were for the last time. I grabbed at my
raging cock and pulled in it some. Knowing that I needed to have release.
And it would be something only this hunky man could satisfy.

"I need to feel his inside me again" I said

I got up and stepped out into the hall. Then I pushed the door opened to
the spare room. I looked in to the darkness. Seeing in there with the
tiniest bit of light that came through the blinds and cascaded over the
sleeping form in the futon. His form.
I moved into the room and to the bedside. When I lay my ass on it he
jolted up. Looking at me in the darkness.

"It's only me Paul" I said
"Only me baby"
"What, what do you want?" He questioned

I then turned. I moved to the left and clicked on the table lamp near the
futon. I then looked back at him. He was laying there on the futon bed.
Shirt off and the sheets only barely covering his midsection. Those thick
gorgeous hairy thighs mostly out from under them. His big meaty chest out
at the top.
My God he was a beautiful sight to behold as he lay there. I then r ached
over and place a hand on the thick thigh nearest to me. Feeling his heat
and the lovely hairs in it. I squeezed at his thigh. Letting him know my
intention as I did

"You" I then said to Paul
"I want you"

And with that I pulled the sheets off his crotch and beheld the mighty
bulge in the briefs. The bulge that was his big dick. I moved my hand up
from that thigh and up to the bulge. Rubbing at it, groping at the cock
contained in them.
He now git the message I was giving him. Loud and clear ...


To be continued