This is a fictional story about a HOT guy I saw at a bus stop while driving by. He was maybe late 30's or early 40's. But he was a bug beefy 'Ginger Bear'. Thick beard and sweats. And those sweats were showing off the nicest bulge i have seen in ages.
Completely fictional and I just saw him in Passing. But what I saw was fantasies worth.
Enjoy.......
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Bus Stop Bulge
(Ginger Beard)
Part 2
..... "Offering a lift" he had said
I gulped as he looked into my car at me. He was a bear of a man for sure. As he leaned in I saw the hair in his forearms as he leaned in.
"Let me in" he said almost commanding
I unlocked the door and he stepped into the car. Sitting his butt down on the seat. I glanced down and to his thick thighs in the sweats. And also to the fat bulge now obvious in them. I licked my lips as I gazed down there.
"You gonna go" he then said
Then I heard a horn. I was snapped out of my lust filled trance. Then I hit the accelerator. He looked at me as I drove. Regarding me with interest. I was trying to drive, but found myself staring back at him constantly.
"You got a pen?" He then asked
I reached for my pocket and handed him a pen. He then opened up the glove compartment. He rummaged around in there for a piece of paper. Then he wrote something on it. With that he reached over and placed the pen back in my pocket. Then he folded up the paper and did the same to that. His hot bearded face was just inches from me. I could smell coffee on his breath.
"Stop here" he then ordered
"Here at this stop"
So I did as he wanted. It was another bus stop some 10 blocks from the first. When I did. He reached over and grabbed my hand. Then he pulled it between his legs. And that's when he squeezed my hand over his bug bulge. My head almost exploded as o felt the guys big thick cock through his sweats.
"It's yours" he said
"Pick me up at that address on the paper later"
"You drive me home"
"And I'll fuck yer brains out with my big dick"
Then he got out and headed over to the bus stop. He waved a hand at me for me to go. Then there was another honk behind me.
"Fuck!" I bitched
I then drove off. Looking in the rear view mirror at the guy I had just felt up. I thought I saw him wave. But wasn't sure. I wasn't sure I was just dreaming the whole incident. But then I reached into my pocket, and there it was. The note he wrote me with the directions of where to pick him up.
'Jackson' was his name
"Shiit!" I said aloud
When I got to work, I had trouble concentrating for most of the day. The whole few minutes this morning in my car with that hot ginger bear. I had to try and stay in my seat as I had a hard on for a good part of the day. Up and down my cock went as I thought about him then when. Work was available to do I was able to pull away from my horny thoughts. But they would always return.
When the end of the day came and I was just about out the door, I had almost forgotten about Jackson. The last few hours were crazy busy. But as I grabbed my keys I noticed the paper in my pocket.
"Jackson!" I then shouted
"The hot bear"
I went online and searched up a local map to find directions of getting to the address he wanted me to pick him up at. I felt a tingle in my shorts as I thought of it. It was 12 miles from my current location. I pondered whether I really wanted to pick up a hot stranger from a bus stop.
"He could be a nutcase" I thought
"He could try and kill me"
I had almost talked myself out of it. But then I remembered his deep sexy voice. And that big bulge i had felt. How it felt under my fingers. The warmth of his crotch as my hand cupped it.
Then the twitch in my loins launched my desire again. He was so yummy and that log in his pants needed to be seen. It had to be big.
"Awee fuck it" I said to myself
"Gotta die sometime."
So I finished getting the directions to what seemed to be where he worked. Then I headed to the location. When I got there, he wasalready out front waiting. Then he saw my car and smiled. Damn he was hot. He was still wearing those sweats. And his dick was bouncing around in them. I let him in and he sat in the passenger seat.
I looked at the hot bearded hunk sitting in my car again. His dick just flopped there between his thighs in the seat. A nice big lump that had my saliva building up already in my mouth.
"We're you waiting long?" I asked
"Bout 15 minutes"
I looked at him in shock. It was cold outside.I certainly would have not considered waiting on a stranger to pick me up.
"What if I didn't show?" I then asked
He almost laughed at the comment. Finding humor in it
"Oh I knew you'd show buddy" he said
"The way you were looking at me"
"And this here was all I needed to be guaranteed you'd show"
He reached down and groped his big dick through the sweats. I could see the trunk if his cock under his fingers. It looked so damned yummy as he sat there. And he was right. I had to have him. So of course I would show. I was under this hunks spell.
Then he reached for my hand and pulled it to his crotch again. I felt the thing throb against my fingers.
"See it likes you too" he said
"Let's get outta here"
"Where is your place" I asked
"Just headed down by where you saw me this morning"
"Its up the street from there"
We headed back towards that road I was familiar with. He had to guide me as I hadn't the route back. But then we passed the bus stop from the morning.
"Left here" he stated
I turned onto a residential street. Then followed another right and right again and was in front of a house. I pulled into the drive. It was a daily nice house at that. It made me wonder why he was taking the bus.
"So why no car" I then asked
"Long story" he said
"Lost it in divorce"
Then I felt sorry for him. He was divorced and that I am sure sucked. He saw me look at him with pity. Then we just sat there in the car. I wondered if the question ended the fun I was expecting to have.
Then he just decided to tell me in brief what had happened. Lot of anger and resentment between he and his wife. And she didn't want the house. And he wasn't going to sell it to appease her. But she liked the car. So she kept it.
"Lucky we had no kids" he then said
"But now I have this big fucking house"
"And the bills and having to send her bitch ass money every month"
"So can't even get a fucking car"
Then he looked at me again. He was saddened by talking about it.
"Sorry to hear man" I then said
"If you want you can go" he said
"Ya probably don't want all this fucking drama"
I looked at the hit man sitting next to me in my car. He was so damned sexy, especially now as he looked so sad. It made me want him all the more. I then leaned in to him. I touched his face and pulled his mouth to mine. Then I kissed jackson. He reciprocated my kiss. His tatse was good. And he smelled awesome. As I pulled from him I looked down to see his dick throb against the material of his sweats.
"Still want this" I said
Then I reached down and groped him. Feeling his big dick in the sweats again. It pulsated against me again. Getting bigger as we sat there.
"Sounds like you need some release anyways Jackson" I then said
"Yeah" he huffed
"Been ages since anyone touched me"
I found that hard to believe as i looked at this hunk of man. But maybe the whole situation had not offered him a chance to have sex. Well then it was all uo to me to help this hunk out.
"Lets get inside" I said
"Were we can get warm and comfortable"
So I turned off the car and we headed into his house. ..............
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