This is a fictional tale of the hot ginger guy that I saw at a gas station while pumping gas yesterday. He is the kinda guy that sets my loins afire.
He was hot and by his reddish beard, A 'Ginger'
From the moment I saw him I wanted him.
This tale is of course fiction and would not suggest the sexual preference of someone. Especially since the only thing we shared was a few glances as we pumped gas.
Wish this huge bear would pump me Enjoy....
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Ginger Pumping Gas (Chapter 3)
......"Ohh shiit!" My head shouted
At my door was the hot hunky ginger bear from the gas station. I looked at him in shock. Why was he here? Did he decide to actually come and kill me. How did he know which was my apartment?
So many silly questions that ran through my head. But were answered easily. He saw me at my front door from the parking lot. So of course he would know which apartment.
Then I looked at his hand in it was one of my gloves. I must have dropped it somewhere. And there was my hunky bear man holding it out to me.
"Sorry to bother you man" he said
"But forgot with all that happened"
"You dropped your gloive at the gas station"
I smiled as I saw what he had been holding. So this was why he was following me. I felt so stupid then. Thinking he was going to kill me.
I started to laugh a bit. Laugh at my foolishness at what caused my head thump. All do to my fear of this big hunk. He looked at me oddly as I giggled there.
"You find a glove funny?" He questioned
"I'm sorry buddy" I said back
"It's just that that silly glove caused this"
As I pointed to my head. He cock his head slightly to the side in wonder. So I explained to him what I meant. He looked at me, the. The glove, then back at me again. Then a smile crossed his gorgeous face. It made him all the more handsome.
"You know you are crazy don't you?" He said
"Probably" I answered
I took the glove from his big meaty hand. My fingers grazed his and electricity passed between us. I felt it throughout me. I looked up t him gain. His soft eyes were on me. Almost searching for mine.
They were beautiful. Hazel \ green in color. Like a starburts of color in them.I was almost instantly enamored by them. So I looked down at the glove again.
Then glanced at the mans crotch for just a moment. A light bump where his cock was was the only indication if his dick.
"Well. Umm thanks again. Umm Byron" I said
"You have been real nice"
I wanted to reach out and touch his hand, but pulled back. He looked at me and then the bump on my head.
"You gonna be okay buddy?" he asked
"Yeah" I said back
"I'll be fine"
"Thanks again"
He smiled and turned to leave. I waved him out and shut the door. It's like I couldn't close it fast enough. I took a deep breath and leaned against the door. Only I missed my mark and hit it hard. Then fell to the floor.
"Fuckk!" I shouted
Then there was a knock at the door again. Harder this time
"You okay in there" came Byron's voice again
"I heard a thud"
I tried to get up and right myself. But that's when I got dizzy. I the. Pushed my self to the door to hold myself up.
"I'm okay. Fuuck" I i huffed
"Open up" he called back
I did. I felt I may topple over again. So I opened up. As I did and he came in I ripped over and he caught me. I felt his big strong arms grab and hold me. Then he pulled me back into my apartment. Then lead me to the couch
"Let's get you sitting again" he said
"Noo I'm okay" I said
"I just slipped"
He sat me don't regardless of what I said. He pushed me back and told me not to move. He then found his was to the kitchen. I heard water and then the silhouette of his large frame come back into the living room.
Byron sat down next tome and placed the cool washcloth to my head. He told me to lay back. Actually he ordered me. So I did.
"Just slipped" I said
"Equilibrium must be off after bumping head"
"That's all fine and dandy" he stated
"Staying hear to make sure you are okay"
"So there"
He then got up and closed the door that was still opened. I watched his huge frame move across the room. His big beefy ass pushed at his pants as he walked away from me to the door.
Then back to me. I looked at his crotch again. There I finally saw what I hoped to see. His dick. It must have shifted in his pants. For I saw the head as it pushed at this tan pants. Just to the left of his zipper.
"I swear I am okay man" I said again
"Uh huh?!" He said as he sat back down "
"Just lean back"
He gently pushed me back into the cushion with his big meaty hand. I saw the hairs on his forearms past his sleeve. They were soft and gingery colored as well. Then I looked at his beard and neck. I saw the line where he trimmed his beard on his neck. His neck was like the rest of him. Thick and beefy.
Then my eyes fell down to his shirt opening at the top. I hadn't noticed before that the first few buttons were undone I ccouldn't see his chest as he has a T-shirt underneath his plaid shirt. But I did see at the very top of that 'T' were a few stray chest hard peeping out. They were a darker color than the fur on his arms. More like the ginger brown of his beard.
"Fuck me" my head said
"He is gorgeous"
My head screamed at me to take him. I began to look at him with an almost longing. His round fullnface. That thick but still neatly trimmed beard. His soft tender eyes. And those lips partly coered by hus facial hair. Such kissable lips he had. He was actually a beautiful man. And how i wanted him at that moment.
Byron looked at me as I gazed at his face. He smiled back and the. Pressed his hand to the cloth on my head. My eyes closed at his touch.
"You will be okay" he then said softly
"Just gotta relax man"
"Just relax"
His soft manly voice was so soothing to me now. I wanted to just fall asleep and fall into his big arms. And just lay there in them. My eyes stayed closed as I sighed deeply. The throb in my head seemed to be dissipating and I was very relaxed now.
"Thanks Byron" I said in my head
"You beautiful bear"
Then he placed his hand in my chest. A gentle touch from such a big man. But i felt the weight of it in me. His ipsoft exhale seemed just inches from me. Even though i know he wasn't. Then he rubbed my chest.
"Yeah. You'll be fine" he said again
"Just a nasty hit"
"You just have to take it easy buddy"
Then Byron sat back for a moment. I felt him as he got up. His heavy breath lifting him up and off the sofa. I opened my eyes as I saw him standing above me. He was an imposing specimen of a man.
"Well I should go" he said
"Let you relax and get some sleep"
"Okay?"
I looked up at the gorgeous man standing there. Iwanted him to stay. I wanted him to just sit there next to me. To touch me some more. But I dare not test the boundaries of his kindness. Even though in the span of the hour plus that I have know him I have become utterly infatuated with him.
So all I did was pull the wash cloth off my head for a moment and thanked him for being so kind to me. He smiled down at me. Then paused for a moment. Then he grabbed a pen his had in his pocket and a magazine I had on the table. Then he wrote on the cover.
"Here is my number" he then said
"If you need anything. Okay?"
Then he patted at my knee before turning to leave. He waved at me as he closed the door. I half waved back. Feeling an ache in my chest as he left me there
"Bye" I said softly to myself..........
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More to come