My name's Tom and I consider myself to be a Bear, based on my lifestyle in the gay community. I work at having a pretty good body, which is also very hairy on my chest, ass, stomach & legs. I've got an 8-inch uncut cock and huge hairy nuts. My salt & pepper hair is flattop style, and I sport a trimmed salt & pepper goatee, with a black mustache as well. I'm 44 years old and work at a department store in Dallas.
I work in the sportswear section of the Men's department, and I've been completely frustrated by this blonde 22 year old college girl they hired to work nights. Jennifer talks on the phone with her boyfriend all the time, shows up late often and leaves early as well. The second I first saw her boyfriend, I suddenly understood why she was so preoccupied! Rob was JUST my type in non-bear straight guys! He was about 6'3", 190 lbs, 29 years old, black hair and a black redneck mustache, the kind sort of like a fu manchu. He always wore Wranglers and cowboy-looking shirts. I jacked off so many times at home thinking about sucking his cock, having him fuck me, and even fucking his hot round ass. Jennifer could tell I lusted after Rob, but I didn't care. He was too fucking hot!
One evening, after the store had closed and we were closing the registers, Jennifer asked me just how badly I wanted Rob.
"Totally, completely, very badly," I answered, my voice a bit hoarse just thinking about that cowboy stud.
"Well," she continued, "he's kinda in the doghouse. He fucked some bitch behind a bar last week. Claims it meant nothing, but he doesn't want to lose me."
I nodded, wondering where she was going with this.
"He said he'd do anything I wanted, so I said I wanted to have a three-way... and NOT with another girl!"
"Okay...?"
"So you're the one I want, Tom," she said with a salacious grin.
Sweat popped out on my forehead, and I said, "Jen, first off, I'm gay. Second, I'm twice your age. Third, I'm GAY."
"We can fix that," she purred. "I've always had this Daddy fantasy, and you are the hottest guy I've ever seen. You get my cunt so hot and wet..."
"Jen!" I exclaimed, in amazement at her assertions.
"You want Rob, I want you. He's up for it to make me happy. Now all you gotta do is make me cum," she said, standing so close to me I could swear I smelled her infamous cunt juices.
"Um..." I was scrambling for excuses when the lights started going out, signaling us to leave. Jen swiftly took my face in her hands, pressed her lips to mine, and, since my mouth was agape in shock, she stuck her tongue inside until it touched mine. I was shocked a thousand ways, but mostly by the electricity that seemed to spark when our wet tongues met and then intertwined. I was actually kissing this young girl! Jen threw her arms around me, pressing her ample breasts against my heaving chest. I found myself wildly kissing back, not knowing what had come over me. I reached my hands up, not timidly, and forcefully grabbed her tits. They felt amazing!
I heard myself moan in her mouth as she stroked my 8-inch hard-on through my slacks. Never before had I ever been intimate with a female, much less got so damned hard for one I was passionately tongue-kissing.
The house lights flickered again, so we had to clock out. Flustered, I realized I had a huge pre-cum stain on my slacks... for this girl! We left without saying a word until we were outside.
"Jen, I am not heterosexual," I said on the way to my car, even as thoughts raced through my head of our hot make-out session.
"Your dick was telling me otherwise," she smirked. "So was your tongue in my mouth."
She followed me to my car, and said, "Rob's waiting at home. Drunk with his 10 inch dick hard." She could tell I was wavering. "So, give me a ride home?"
Despite my confusion at my obvious lust during my make-out session with Jennifer, thoughts of a drunken hot hard Rob overwhelmed any doubts I had. I just HAD to have his dick! "Get in," I said, and we sped away.
On the way to their apartment, thoughts of my ultimate cowboy fantasy were mingling with the fresh memories of tongue-kissing Jen, fondling her breasts, the incredible hardness I felt then. I was still very hard when Jen suddenly leaned over and unzipped my trousers. "Hey, I'm driving!" I yelled, to which she replied, "Just keep your eyes on the road."
With her soft, silky feminine hand, she fished my hard gooey dick out of my Calvins. This was completely different than the more roughness of a man's hand on my cock. First she licked the precum from the slit of the big mushroom head. I was already moaning when she deep-throated me, all the way down her throat to my pubes! "Oh god," I moaned louder at the cocksucking skills of this 22 year old girl. "Oh FUCK!" I screamed as I started blasting hot cum down her throat!
Jen sat up, wiped her mouth, and zipped up my pants. I was left with thoughts that I had had my first heterosexual orgasm... me, a gay Bear! Breathing heavily in my post-cumming, driving became even harder as Jen started sticking her tongue in my ear and sucking on my lobe. That drove me WILD! Then she unbuttoned my work shirt and started caressing my hairy gay Bear chest as she kissed my neck. I was in complete shock at how HOT this girl was getting me! And I'm gay!
Somehow, though, I was beginning to feel different about the situation. Rather than being the seduced one, I was feeling more... hetero? I don't know, but I decided to take charge with Jen. Without saying a word, I reached over with my right hand and put it under her skirt. Of course, this girl had no panties. I moaned again when my middle finger found her pussy and I started finger-fucking her. Had these thoughts of exploring a hot woman's body always been in my head, just sublimated?
I finger fucked her faster and deeper, rubbing my thumb on her clit. Seconds later she gasped, "Oh god, Tom" and my hand was rewarded with her flowing cunt juice. I brought my hand to my face, tasted the sweet pussy honey, and then rubbed it all over my mustache and goatee. It was like I was branding myself as a heterosexual just for this evening.
When we arrived at her apartment, I was feeling on her tits again and thinking about fucking her. Then we opened the door...
I could barely walk following Jen into her apartment. My 8-inch uncut cock, despite having been drained on the car ride over by Jen's hot mouth and throat, was harder than ever at the thought of sucking the 10-inch dick of her cowboy boyfriend Rob. That, I realized, and the prospect of more heterosexual contact with Jennifer. Before tonight, I'd never had any kind of sexual contact with a female, nor even thought about it once in my life.
There was Rob, passed out on the couch, with about 10 empty beer cans on the coffee table in front of him. Damn, he still looked sexy! I guess the impending sucking of his gorgeous cock by his girlfriend's gay bear co-worker made him rely a bit too much on liquid courage. As hot as he looked, even passed out in a drunken stupor, I wasn't about to take advantage of him, no matter how many times I'd jacked off to that exact scenario.
Jennifer handed me a beer, and said, "Well, there he is: your fantasy cowboy. Pretty much his usual state."
I drained the can of beer, turned around, and took the 20 year old girl in my arms. "Who needs him?" I smirked, and then gave her the longest, deepest, most electrifying kiss of my entire life. It was like I was pouring all of my sexual intensity into this one hot, long-lasting mouth fuck.
We quickly ripped our clothes off, right in front of the unconscious Rob. I immediately dropped to my knees, grabbed the backs of her sinewy thighs, and then rubbed my salt & pepper goatee and black mustache all over her pussy lips while my tongue explored the first cunt I'd ever come in contact with. I began sucking on her clit, swirling the tip of my hot tongue all over it, as I leaked huge amounts of precum on her apartment's carpeting below me.
Jen bent over to rub her big, silky tits on my gay bear flattop, which had obviously been a fantasy of hers. She began shooting cunt juice all over my thick black bear stache as she was cycling through the orgasms my oral action was giving her. For a second, I wondered where this newfound pussy-eating skill of mine had come from... I had never thought about it before in my life. And I didn't even equate it with tonguing hairy gay bear asses either. This was different. A different (hidden?) part of my sexuality.
I stood up and wrapped my arms around her again, tongue-kissing her with her own pussy juice coating my facial hair. Something had been unleashed in me, something very different from my decades of a gay bear lifestyle.
I grinned and said, "You ready for Daddy to fuck you with his big bear dick now?", remembering the fantasies about me she'd mentioned at work.
"Oh god YES!" she exclaimed, stroking my uncut eight incher in her right hand, kissing my hairy pierced nipples. I was about to cum just from that, so I said, "You got a bed? Papa Bear don't like rug burns!"
Jennifer took my hand and quickly led me to their bedroom. "Wait a minute," I said before we got on the bed. "On your knees!" I commanded, feeling more masculine than ever before in my life. She did so, probably assuming I wanted another one of her amazing cum-inducing blow jobs.
Instead, I put my 8-inch cock between her big, beautiful 20 year-old breasts and started titty-fucking her! Where was this coming from, I wondered. Jen kept those hot globes mashed together as I thrust my dick between them. It was so fucking hot to see my huge cock head bursting forth from between those two hot tits, and Jen even licked the head each time it thrust up towards her face. I felt so masculine, so powerful. Soon, I shouted, "Oh FUCK, I'm cumming!" and Jen's mouth took my entire cock down to the base once again as I ecstatically enjoyed the second heterosexual orgasm of my life as I shot my spunk down her hot throat.
Usually, cumming twice in one night is more than enough for me when having sex with other hot men. But this night I was nowhere near done with this first taste of straight sex. I tongue-kissed Jennifer deeply again, tasting my own cum. Then, I turned her around, slapped her ass and said, "Daddy's gonna fuck your pussy now, baby. Hard."
Jen smiled in bliss and got on all fours on her & Rob's bed. Again, I remembered how many times I'd jacked off thinking about Rob fucking my hairy asshole with his big 10-incher. But at the moment, all I was lusting for was being a man fucking a hot 20 year old woman.
I was on my knees on the bed, and rubbed my huge cock head all over her pussy lips from behind. "You like that, baby? You like Daddy's big gay cock?" My dick was shining with her leaking cunt juices.
"Oh, fuck me, Daddy! Fuck me!" she practically screamed as I rammed my uncut cock inside her intensely hot and wet pussy for the first time.
I felt like I was in another universe or something. Just entering her pussy felt better than ANYTHING I'd ever experienced sexually in my life! Her cunt enveloped my cock and seemed to be massaging the whole of it, giving me such intense, extreme erotic pleasure. Again, the thought flashed through my mind as I roughly fucked her: "This is what a MAN does!"
I reached around to feel on her tits, those amazing things I'd just titty-fucked. I'd done this fucking men before, reaching around to feel on their hairy pecs. Again, this was an entirely different, even hotter sensation at the moment. Jen turned her head to tongue-kiss me as I squeezed her tits and fucked her hot cunt. With my tongue in her mouth and my arms wrapped around her, my nuts started unleashing the most explosive orgasm of my entire life. Cum kept shooting and shooting out of my engorged cock, and we were moaning into each other's mouth as we both came for several moments.
We laid down on the bed, and I took her in Daddy's hairy muscular arms. "Fuck," I groaned, still edging on the bliss of my first heterosexual fuck. Holding this girl in my arms, young enough to be my daughter, I was trying not to think of the implications this night would have.
I gave her another intense kiss, and my cock shot a blast of post-cum right on her pussy. I got up to leave, when Jen said, "Wait! One more thing."
She had me sit upright in the bed, and then she stood over me. Then, her legs straddled the top of my head and started rubbing her pussy lips and clit all over my salt & pepper gay bear flattop. This must have been another of her fantasies, rubbing her cunt over my gay butch haircut. Very quickly she was moaning as she poured cunt juice all over my greying flattop as she came in ecstasy.
She collapsed into my arms, and we began kissing again. That pussy on my flattop action had gotten me close to cumming again, so I fucked her pussy again, this time missionary-style, so that I could look into her eyes as I fucked her hot and hard. We both came again while passionately kissing in the most heterosexual form of sex.
I got dressed and kissed her again at the door, taking the time to also suck her nipples and finger her pussy once more. One final kiss and I left, covered in pussy juice and feeling more like a man than I ever had in my life.
In the car on the way back to my apartment, I even jacked off again, thinking about this new completely heterosexual side of myself I had enthusiastically discovered and explored, and what this would mean for my established gay bear lifestyle.
The day after my first - very HOT - heterosexual encounter, I was off from work and glad I didn't have to deal with Jennifer. Not that I didn't think about her. Hell, I jacked off 6 times that day remembering our explosive, completely straight night of sex. I remembered how masculine and in charge I felt during all of our various sexual activities together as man and woman. I was Top most of the time with other Bears, but this had been a completely different kind of manliness. It seemed like, "THIS is what a man and a woman are made for, Tom."
I believed in no kinds of religion, had no hang-ups about being gay, did not secretly want to be straight. But from the first moment Jen had kissed me at the department store where we worked, a completely hidden/buried/new side of my sexuality came blazing forth as a passionate heterosexual lust for this 20 year old girl.
That night I went to the Hidden Door, a Bear bar in Dallas. I was so relieved to find I was still attracted to other hot Bears. My night of burning hot straight sex had not erased my homosexuality from me. It had just been one night anyway, and originally I just wanted to get my mouth on her hot boyfriend's 10-inch straight cock.
The next day, Jennifer called out sick at work (probably hungover) as she often did, and I was again glad to not have to run into her so soon after I'd feverishly fucked her. Work was going swiftly, and shortly before my shift was over, the girl in the next department asked me to help her put up some shoes in the backroom.
I was just too nice a guy.
I closed my register and went over to the Men's Shoes department where Amber was waiting. I think she was about 22, in college, not much else. I asked what she needed me to do, while taking notice of her appearance. She was stunningly beautiful, with golden-streaked hair and blue eyes. She had on a tight green sweater which showed off her shapely breasts, and a tight skirt revealing curvy, sexy hips.
Just great, I thought. My straight sex with Jennifer had opened the floodgates that must have been holding back my hidden heterosexual desires. I was sizing Amber up with a straight man's eyes, thinking of all the sexual things I wanted to do to her. All the ways I desperately wanted to fuck her. I'd hoped I wasn't staring too obviously in lust at this girl who was half my age and who was giving me a delicious, very welcome hard-on.
We went to the shoe stockroom. "Jen texted me today," Amber said offhandedly.
"Hungover?" I asked, sizing up where the shoe boxes would go.
"Actually," Amber said with a devious smile, "she said she was getting over a bear attack."
My face flushed red and I felt a little sick in the stomach. Of course, Jen had blabbed about her "conquest" of the openly gay bear who'd never been intimate with a woman before in his life. That bitch!
Amber was up on a step ladder, as I handed her boxes in my embarrassment. She looked down at me, right in the eyes, and said, "That's an adventure I'd like to experience as well, if you know what I mean."
Despite my gay identity being further threatened, I knew how hard I was and how strongly attracted I was to this beautiful college girl. "Really?" I said. "You think you can handle this rampaging gay bear?" I gave her a sexy grin as I said it.
"Mm-hm," she moaned as I ran my hands up her silky thighs while she remained on the step ladder. I kissed the insides of her thighs, as she pulled up her skirt. I felt like a heterosexual pro, exciting her while kissing her thighs and fingering her pussy through her silk panties.
I never thought I'd ever find lacy thongs sexy, but now I did, at age 44. I didn't remove them, but pulled them over to the side with my fingers and then jabbed my hot horny tongue into her shaved pussy. It was heavenly! I was leaking precum so much as I ate her out, rubbing my thick black stache and salt & pepper goatee all over her clit while my tongue stabbed her slit over and over. Amber's delicious pussy unleashed a torrent of sweet, hot pussy juice all over my facial hair as she came and came.
I'd already dropped my trousers, 8-inch uncut dick in hand, stroking, as she came down from the step ladder. She rushed into my arms and kissed me passionately, with even more fervor than Jennifer had two nights before. This turned me on even more, knowing this young woman so completely desired me, an openly gay, greying 44 year old bear.
While still tongue-kissing her madly, I rammed my rock hard cock into her freshly tongue-fucked pussy, hard and rough. "Oh Tom!" she moaned in ecstasy before returning to our hot passionate tongue-kissing. I was wildly kissing her, feeling on her firm sexy tits, and fucking her pussy hard as we both approached climax.
I pumped load after load of my hot sperm into her 22 year old tight, wet delicious cunt as I came in heterosexual ecstasy. Amber's pussy walls clamped down even tighter as she also climaxed again, giving me even greater pleasure from this straight sex.
After we adjusted our clothes, Amber gave me another extremely hot kiss. "Anytime," she said, fondling my still hard cock through the cloth of my trousers.
I felt so macho, I grabbed her voluptuous breasts and said, "I'll titty-fuck you senseless next time, babe." I evilly grinned and rushed off to go clock out.
Again, I jacked off in the car on the way home thinking about my second, explosively passionate heterosexual experience. While jacking, I thought about the other college chicks at the store that Jennifer might have texted her seduction of a gay bear about to... and jacked even harder.