His hands and eyes explored my thighs, chest, arms until his hand grabbed the back of my head. He looked at me, smiled and simply said, “Beautiful boy…”
I smiled bashfully at the compliment as he kissed me again. I had never been called beautiful before, but he seemed to mean it sincerely and it made me quiver inside. His kiss was gentle and tender this time until he broke it off and asked me simply “You ready?”
I gulped and nodded dumbly. He smiled and helped me off the counter. With his strong hand gripping the back of my neck he guided me towards the bedroom like a sheep to slaughter.
I could feel the strength in his hand and meekly allowed him to steer me down the hall into my bedroom. The sun was setting so the only ambient light came from the stained-glass lamp on my dresser. I had expected him to guide me to the bed, but he turned me towards the dresser mirror instead. “Kick your shoes off,” he instructed. As I complied, I watched in the mirror as his huge paws ran over my shoulders to cup and knead my lightly haired chest before following my treasure trail down to my shorts. We both studied our reflection as he unbuttoned my khaki shorts. I looked so small compared to the bear of a man standing behind me! I could feel the pleasant warmth emanating off his massive body behind me, his course forest of chest hair on my shoulders, his soft hairy belly against my smooth back and his hard cock pressing through his jeans against the top of my butt!
He unzipped my fly and let my khaki shorts slip down my legs to puddle around my ankles, leaving me nude except for my white classic CK briefs. I kicked my shorts aside and he looked me in the eye as he purred in my ear, “Nice! You are really rocking those tighty whities, beautiful boy!” I watched in the mirror as one paw cupped my bulging basket and the other slid around back to cup and knead my left butt cheek.
I inhaled audibly at the sensation and the erotic sight of me being felt up by this bear of a man. “Papa Bear!” I blurted out without even thinking. Where the fuck did that come from?
He looked surprised and then chuckled, “Guess who’s bed I’ll be sleeping in, beautiful boy?” My new Papa Bear sat down on the edge of my bed, his bulk causing it sag to a new low. “Take my boots off,” Papa Bear instructed.
I dropped to my knees and started to undo his laces. From this angle he looked even bigger. “Maybe he has more like 75 pounds on me?” I wondered as I pulled his boots off. I could tell by the smell that he had worked and sweated hard in these all day. It was like releasing a cloud of blue-collar masculinity and strength into my white-collar habitat. Papa Bear raised his foot and I got the message. I pulled his socks off his strong wide hairy feet and placed each sock in the corresponding boot and tucked them neatly under my bed. I immediately flashed on one of my old girlfriends saying, “He can park his boots under my bed anytime!”
Papa Bear must have liked how I treated his footwear with respect because he playfully tousled my shaggy hair with a big paw and smiled, “Good boy.”
I beamed up at him like a happy puppy. I LIKED being a “Good boy”.
Papa Bear leaned back and spread his legs. His meaning was clear. With shaking hands, I leaned forward and started to unbuckle his belt. OMG! This was really happening. I was releasing the cock that was here to FUCK me. It was like an out of body experience as I watched my hands unbutton his jeans and unzip his fly. Papa Bear lifted up and I pulled his jeans and underwear down his legs. His rock hard eight incher slapped against his hairy belly.
In one motion, he sat back down on the edge of the bed as he lifted me up like I weighed nothing and sat me facing him on his lap. He pulled me into a bear hug and a deep passionate kiss. We both pulled out all the stops, with our tongues dueling hungrily and our hands freely groping each other’s sweaty bodies. He was kneading my cotton clad butt with his big paws when suddenly he poked a big finger against my hole, causing me to squeak in surprise. He broke the kiss and smiled, “Your butt looks so hot the way it fills out those briefs.” Apparently, my Papa Bear had an underwear fetish! His finger kept teasing me, “Do you have more of these?” He pulled on the seat of my underwear. I nodded. “Good. Cause I’m gonna fuck you through these.” I felt his fingers pull and easily tear an access hole for his cock in the seat of my briefs. Then I felt a thick finger slip through the hole and slide between my cheeks before breaching my ring. I gasped and wriggled on his lap as Papa Bear sawed his thick finger in and out of my pre-lubed chute. Before I could adjust to the intrusion a second finger was added, stretching my rectum open. I moaned loudly and held onto Papa Bear for support as I flopped around on his fingers like a puppet.
“Yeah, you’re ready for a good fucking, pretty boy.” Nobody ever called me “pretty” before either. Was he teasing me? It didn’t matter. When this bear of a man called me pretty, I felt pretty! He stood up, easily lifting me and without effort dropped me in the middle of my bed on my hands and knees. He grabbed my pillows and stuffed them under my torso. I looked over my shoulder nervously as he climbed onto my bed behind me. The mattress gave to new depths and the bedsprings groaned under our weight as they were tested to new limits!
Papa Bear’s knees spread my legs and I stiffened when his hands gripped my butt. “Easy, my beautiful boy…” he soothed as he ran a big paw up my back like I was a skittish colt. It worked and I relaxed into my pillows. He pressed his hand between my shoulder blades, I got the message and dropped to my elbows, presenting my ass to him for the taking. Then I felt it. His blunt cock slipped through the hole in my underwear, slid between my cheeks and kissed my asshole! I gasped as he pressed forward. I remembered the lessons I had learned from my toys and pushed out like I was taking a dump. My ass opened and half his cock slid in! Don’t let the stories fool you, it was very uncomfortable, but I managed to push back again. His cock plunged all the way in and it hurt like hell! I groaned in pain and Papa Bear lay down on top of me on his hands and knees. His warm, hairy chest and belly pressed down on me gently and he whispered in my ear, “You got it all, pretty boy. Just relax. I’ll go nice and slow for you, until you’re ready for more.” I nodded in consent.
Papa Bear waited a moment and then started moving. Small, gentle movements at first and then working up to slowly working his full length in and out of me. I felt my ass start to open up for him and was grunting every time he bottomed out.
“You got it all, pretty boy. Your pussy feels so amazing!” PUSSY?! WTF! I’m a dude! Then Papa Bear kicked his fucking into a whole new gear and his hips were now spanking my ass! All I could do was moan out “HUNH!” in an embarrassingly high pitch every time he bottomed out in my new pussy. We were really testing the springs in my bed as they sang along with my “HUNH!s” and Papa Bear’s groans. After all the time I wasted with butt toys I was finally getting the full experience of being FUCKED!