The Bear Watches His Soap By hairy1
(This is a work of fiction, and no real persons or events are depicted. Safe sex practices are not depicted; but in real life, get tested and always play safe. If you have comments, you can contact the author at ursuspilosus@yahoo.com)
After a long day trying to get home to you, messed up airports and flights, I finally arrive. You had a long day at work, even had to work extra time, you look wiped out. You are just slouched down on the couch when I finally walk in, watching the last part of the soap that you had taped. It is on commercial, and you pause the tape. Man, you in your t-shirt and shorts are just so beautiful to me.
"Sweet man, I'm so so sorry that I am late." I would say, as I walk over to you, step up between your spread legs, place a hand on each of your shoulders, and lean into you for a long gentle kiss.
"Baby, don't worry" you would say "you let me know you were running behind, there was nothing you could do". I would feel so lucky yet again, to have someone as sweet and understanding as you.
"You didn't need to wait up for me, though, it's late, and you had to work so hard, like always. And now that we are both tired, I have ruined the wrestling re-match." I would say, my face still up against you.
"Of course I am going to wait up for you, stop that right now! I'll always be there for you." You always know the right thing to say, and I kiss you again.
"OK, OK, you sweet hairy sexy bear man sir" I laugh, cheered up now "you win, I will behave, I won't say anything to make you have to growl at me". I have a big smile now, and you look at me and smile back, then give my bottom a quick little slap "You had better not, or else, I'll punish you again, maybe 60 kisses this time."
I don't want to let go of you, but have figured out that you only have about 20 minutes of your soap left (pretty bright of me, I'm not as stupid as I look - ha ha, that is narrative, I can say that, and you can't growl in the story because you wouldn't hear it!). "Sexy, you finish your show, I'm gonna jump in the shower, I'm all grubby from the airport, ok?"
Obviously, you don't want me to go, but realizing that you have lifted my cranky mood and don't want it back, and you really do want to see who killed the lover of the sister's mother's boyfriend while the son was in the Bahamas with the secret long lost dead twin sister who has come back and ., so you smile at me again and send me on my way. You hear the water running, but get very entranced in your show. It is a great episode, who would have thought of that plot twist! You don't even notice me walking in with just a towel wrapped around my waist, still slightly damp.
(You don't even notice me?!?! What?!?! Who is writing this? That is just wrong. The soap is on tape, you can just pause it! Oh, man, I can't believe this! I need a better agent!)
I sit on the couch next to you, lean into you. You don't even look, but put your arm around me. I press in, nice and close. It is nice to snuggle into you, knowing that you are enjoying the show. It can be so comfortable to just sit together, no need to always talk or wrestle or anything.
(Darn, who put arms on this couch! So much for another great plot twist - I can't push you off for another amazing wrestling pin like before. Outwitted again!)
Eventually, your show ends. You stretch your arms up, obviously tired after a long day. I am still snuggled up to your side, missing you arms while you are stretching. You finally look at me, "I like what you have on" you say with a sly smile. I give you a soft kiss, and say it is late, we are both tired, time to get you tucked in. You have to agree, you are tired. I get up to take the tape out for you, bend over at the waist in front of the TV, in just a towel, right in front of you, take the tape out and stand back up.
"No, no" you say "put that tape back it, it is set to tape everyday for me! If I miss an episode, it can be hard to catch back up."
"Oh sorry, sweetie" and I would bend back over to put it in - dropping the towel this time.
At this you would stand up, come up behind me, and place your hands on my hips. Gently rub there. Press your hardening cock against me, still in your shorts. "Gggggrrrrrrr, you are right, it is time for bed!" (I will note here that I would have successfully put the tape back in, and made sure it is set for tomorrow's show, don't worry.)
But we have both had long days, so after you get naked (yeah, so tired it took 5 seconds instead of 3), we lay down on our sides, facing each other. My leg is up over you now, one arm over you too, the other gently playing with your chest hair. I'm gently rolling it around my fingers, tracing circles through it and around your nipples. Ruffing it up the wrong way, then smoothing it back down. Just enjoying the feel of your body.
You place your hands on either side of my face, begin to gently stroke my beard. Rubbing my beard softly, soothingly with you fingers. Playing with it. Oh man, this feels so good, I close my eyes, relax into it. My mouth parts slightly, and I sigh. You lean your face into mine, still touching my beard, and softly kiss my lips. I'm still playing with your fur, but feeling totally passive now. Leaving one hand on my face, you take the other and start to gently stroke the hair on my back, smoothing it. Tracing your fingers up and down my spine. Gently, you roll me onto my stomach, still stroking my back lightly, turning my face towards you with your other hand, softly kissing my lips again.
You hand runs down to my ass now, gently stroking the fur there, then up my back again. Each time your hand leaves my cheeks and moves to my lower back, my ass seems to raise itself up off the bed, trying to follow your hand. Then it relaxes back down again as your hand moves back to caress it. You lay there and watch me move under your hand, listen to my soft sighs of contentment. I am totally relaxed to your touch now, just enjoying the moment and being with you.
"Big bear can I ." you start to say. My eyes are still partially closed, but I smile at you, whisper "anything, sweet man, anything"
You sit up, reach over to the nightstand and grab a bottle of lube, squirting some into your free hand. Continuing to stroke my back, you softly, slowly rub the lube into my crack, as I spread my legs wide to give you access. Then you gently press it into my hole, your finger sliding in easily with all the lube. You work it all the way in, moving your finger in circles to coat the entire rim. Eventually you remove your finger, and place the remaining lube from your hand onto your hard cock.
You slowly crawl to between my legs, very slowly lean in, lying down on top of me. Your cock it positioned just right, it slides into me easily as your body presses down, making me gasp with pleasure. You press your full weight onto me, gently running your hands along my sides, your mouth against my shoulders, as your cock penetrates me deeply. It feels so right, makes me feel full. You slowly begin to thrust back and forth in me, never coming all the way out, just taking your time, slowly, gently, a soothing rhythm. I am moaning now, and my breathing starts to match your thrusting, breathing in as you pull you cock back, out as your cock sinks back in to press against my prostate, as if your thrusting was pressing the air in and out of me.
I start to move my hips as well, increasing the movement of your cock in me, causing you to moan as well, and my cock to be massaged back and forth by the movement against the bed.
It is a slow gentle love making, no rush, just us and all the time we want to take; your cock sliding back and forth inside me, your hands caressing my body, your lips gently moving over my shoulders and neck.
As you start to breathe faster, getting closer to orgasm, I bend my knees a bit, raise my ass up slightly, allowing a slightly different angle and even deeper penetration. This makes me groan a bit, it feels so good.
"Oh man I am going to cum soon" you say, moving with stronger yet still gentle slow thrusts. We are both breathing harder now, but are still not rushing. I am moaning in pleasure with each breathe out, aaaaaaaahhhhhhh intake aaaaaaahhhhhhh intake aaaaaaaaahhhhhh intake
You place you hands on my hips, all your weight centered there, and with one final strong thrust start to shoot you hot cum into me, filling my insides. You stop thrusting, but I can feel the pulsing of your cock with each spurt of cum, and it pushes me over too.
Instead of the roaring explosive climax you sometimes give me, this is different. It is a sweet release of all the tension of the day, relaxing more with each spurt of cum. It is an intense warming sensation starting between my cock and ass and spreading throughout my entire body, soothing me at the same time it gives me intense pleasure. Oh man, you are too good. This is exactly what I needed after the aggravation of this day.
After we are both done shooting, I lower my ass down again, and you let your cock slide out. You roll over to lay by my side, still rubbing my back softly. You whisper that you love me, and kiss me yet again. You are incredibly tender, so sweet even to someone as cranky as I was.
I roll to my side too, slowly carefully put my leg up over you. I put an arm over and around you, drawing you close. You wrap your arms around me and slide a leg between mine. I am holding you up against me, not squeezing, just close. I whisper "I love you too", and softly kiss your mouth. Then I kiss your nose, then the bridge of your nose. Then I kiss your left eye brow, then your right eyebrow. Then your forehead. Then your right eyelid, as you slowly close your eyes. Then your left eyelid. Then back to your sweet lips for one last slow kiss of the day, as you drift off to sleep. "I'll keep you safe and warm all night", I whisper, and know that you are doing the exact same for me, as I fall asleep content in your arms.