Timberfell Stories
Copyright © 2015 by texbearjoe
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I got back to Timerberfell from the Planetarium by way of picking up a New York times at a local newsstand, (no fond memories), and quick workout at a gym I always went to and arriving at the inn, the Hollow where the pool was cast in shade already. I made my way up to the main lodge, and sat outside reading the paper and chatting with men who walked by – it was sizing up to be an amazing Dad weekend. A couple of the breakfast men I met said hello, where was I all day, people were talking about me at the pool, about Mr. Big. I told them I took an educational trip to the Planetarium. Guys were so nice, and were very curious about the Planetarium. I told them I grew up nearby, and knew lots of day trip things to do for fun, and one thing led to another, and I was told clearly if I knew day trip places, PLEASE gather a few of the guys to come along.
Cocktails were served, and I made the round of introductions to the new additions, and my mind drifted back to Jed and Hale – I got very horny again. My breakfast buddies introduced me to more guys, and I ended up promising a dozen or so men to bring them along for sightseeing, but was wondering how to get a bus! It was a far cry from people being quiet and uncomfortable when I was naked, and I ended up being Mr. Concierge. Guy asked if I knew anyone that did massage, and a lightbulb went on over my head – that's what I wanted that evening, a massage. I looked up Christian on my phone, and texted him and asked if he still did massage at Timberfell, and sure enough he did, did I want two- or four-hand, and inside our outside.
Well. I wanted it all of course. Christian was a complete stud. About six-two, maybe 240, big bear of a man, huge hands, crazy beard. We agreed for an 9pm massage outdoors, he knew of a quiet area near the geodesic dome where he could set up some torches and give me a wonderful session. I actually wished it was by the pool spa, being an exhibitionist, but you can't have everything. The bar opened around 9pm, so I waited there and had a French-75 – the barman had never heard of it – a mixture of gin and sparkling wine (usually champagne). Christian got there, and I followed him down to a small nook in the woods, and he set up some lighting, and there I was listening to crickets and night birds. I took my clothes off, and Chris took his off, luscious.
He had big arms, and big hands, my hands felt tiny in his, big thighs and ass, round bell, light fur all over, beautiful sucking cock. The first time I had a Christian session, he made very clear he liked to swallow. He got hard immediately giving a massage, and you could play with him, suck him, do anything you liked to his ass, but one of the big focuses of the session was you cumming and feeding him loads. It occurred to me this was to be four hands, and Christian said his usual partner was not available that evening, but he believed something would come along. Hmm! I lay down on the table, and he started with my feet. First of course was deep work, the toe joints, the arch, ball of my foot, but then he put my big toe in his mouth, and sucking it, his fat tongue rolling all over my feet, he continued to do deeper work.
More and more of my foot went into his mouth, and I felt his beard along my leg and inner thigh, toe after toe going in his mouth, then his teeth grated my feet as he worked my Achilles tendon gently, and calf while he sucked my toes loudly, licking and leaning between each toe, and I began shivering with the sensation. Five minutes and the second foot, same treatment, really relaxing me then tensing from the sucking, back and forth, then both my big toes went in his mouth and he began really working on my calves deeply, thumbs digging in and all sorts of tension leaking out. He had a small oil heater, which he dipped his hands into and started on my feet all over again with oil, getting very slippery and hot, then back to my calves.
I heard someone say in the background, "Here he is," then sounds of people walking away, and then nothing but nature, and the gentle woosh of Christian on my legs. His hands slid forward, between my thighs, then separating them, working the inner parts, and he lifted my hips, swept his hand down so my cock was pointing straight down. He worked my hams quite hard, from the connection behind my knee up to my ass, then oiling his hands again, stroked my cock, up to my asshole, back and forth gently, then digging in to the sides of my ass, pressed a finger against, but not in my asshole. Suddenly, my feet were back in his mouth as he massaged my asshole and cock somehow along with my glutes, my entire lower-body vibration now.
He rubbed up against me, and put his cock and balls in my hand, filling them perfectly. His cock was short enough to completely fit in my hand, and as I clasped it, he poured oil in my hand and fucked it, his belly touching my sides as he moved around me, starting to work my lower back top-down. I love my hands worked, and holding fur, holding a cock, balls, fingering someone's mouth, asshole, so I felt wonderful. He was very rhythmic, fucking my hand as he stroked my lower back, and hit my L4-L5 area which was sensitive – bad disc. I heard more speaking, and the rustle of men walking up, but not walking away. Christian spread his legs slightly, and I was still getting my hand fucked, and I felt his balls pull away, very very gently.
My face was against a pad, you see, on the massage table, so I didn't see anything. Christian continued working up, then abruptly changed and moved to my other side, and he said "Here" to someone, and I felt hands on my inner thighs, and stroking my cock. Christian was now on the upper right quadrant of my back, and the other hands were mirroring him, having stroked my asshole, then moving up, and they were good professional hands. I felt another cock in my left hand, about the same size as Christian, but no belly against me as he leaned over, but definitely fur. Christian traced up my spine, then Hands did the same, same intensity, and then Christian put his cock in my right hand, Hands now back in my left, both of them fucking.
I heard Christian murmur "Uh-huh," and paused, then I felt hands on my ass again, and a thumb slide towards my asshole, then a second, both men circling around and around my asshole massaging it, their other hand on my shoulder blade now working up to my traps. More men were going to the Bar, I heard talking in the distance, and then closer up a deeper voice said to others, "I want that!" and gentle laughter and walking away. I heard someone walk up and now walk away. Hands pulled my left arm out, then Christian my right, making it loose and then they started on my delts, both saying "damn daddy", and then I felt huge hands on my triceps. "I could just cum feeling them" hands said, and then they worked their way down my forearm to my hands, and I got goosebumps.
If you want to drive me insane, massage my hands. Each finger was lovingly stretched and massaged, my wrists, then every square inch touched and squeezed until I felt my fingers put in mouths. Christian was so oral, and I have small hands, so he grunted, and I felt my entire hand go in his mouth. He paused, I felt him shiver, and a quick vibrating motion which I took for him jacking off. Hands said "wow" and he did the same for my hand, but not in his mouth, entirely. After that, though, he stroked my palm against his body the contours of his furry chest, big belly, then over his short, uncut fat cock, and then between his legs, cupping his balls, rubbing my hands over and over. I was in ecstasy. I heard a distinct fwap-fwap sound of someone jacking off, and Christian and Hands both started in on my neck, and my head, raising goosepimples again.
"Jesus, your traps Joe," Christian said, trying to really get in, but they are big hard solid masses of muscle. I felt Christian dripping sweat on me he had been working very hard for a little over a half hour by this point, and my balls ached. I had been thinking of Hale and Jed all day, listening to music that brought back memories, and then this massage, no release. "OK," Christian said, and I felt a cloth placed on my head. "Roll over Joe, but no peeking." He and Hands helped me, and I turned over, face covered by the cloth. My cock flopped up against my leg, then my groin, and Hands said, "Well, it's not true what they say about small hands." He had a New York accent I decided. I heard more men walking, and someone said, "Nice", but didn't walk away.
Hands and Christian now started differently on my, asymmetrically – Hands back near my feet, Christian on my chest. Hands said, "What do you..." and then they both were working on my chest together. "This is Prime Beef," Christian said, and I felt another pair of cool hands on my cock, starting to stroke it. Christian said, "Use the oil," and the hands came back hot and slick. Hands and Christian both put their cocks back in my hands, fucking against them, and worked over my biceps, and I heard someone suck in their breath, and the fwapping stopped. Christian, in a flash, stopped, and I heard leaves rustle, and the sound of slurping and swallowing, and a faint high-pitched groan to once side. It was another minute before Christian was back, and I heard a distinct small burp from him and Hands snickered.
The third pair of hands on my cock stroked up, then down, like a metronome, slowly, and luxuriously, feeling my balls and pulling them then with just the tip of a finger going around and around the rim of my cock making me twitch. My cock was growing more and more sensitive – not ready to cum, but just getting over-stimulated. Hands and Christian were now working my abs, feeling the separations, and then I had six hands on my groin, stroking my cock and balls and gently the folds between my balls and legs, then further down, leaving the third pair of hands on my cock. Christian and Hands very, very gently pulled my knee up so my legs were bent, giving them better access to my balls, and asshole, which they continued to work slowly, methodically, while Third hands struggled to be able to reach around.
To my surprise, a Fourth started back on my chest, and traps, squeezing more than massaging, and I wondered how he walked up without my hearing. I suddenly heard Christian crouch in the leaves again, and more slurping and swallowing sounds, I wondered how many men were there! Hands pulled my legs up more, and I felt a bearded mouth touch my ass, and a thick fat tongue slosh across my asshole, and Hands continued to hold one leg back, massaging my asshole until Christian came back, when both legs were raised. "Multiple" Christian said, and slowly, very slowly pushed a finger in my asshole as I relaxed it completely. Hands tried to push in a fat finger, and it slid in easily, "Fister?" I heard him whisper, "No, just really trained." Christian said, and both men started sliding fingers in and out of my asshole in syncopation.
I felt only one hand from four now, and that was vibrating slightly as he jacked off feeling my muscles, and three became more insistent on my cock. Hand said, "His nut's hard," Christian saying, "its been about an hour, Joe's about to die about now I guess." I felt something like a tube push down over my cockhead and I was about to die, it was unbelievable, as sensitive as I was, and my right leg started shaking. "Ooh! He's like my pup!" Hand said, continuing to massage my ass, legs, and asshole, my leg shaking and Christian said to someone, "Hold it so I can swallow it." He then lunged away again, leaves rustling, and I heard a strangled grunt from Four, and one hand pressed down hard on my chest, and Christian was slurping and, yes, distinctly gagging on a cock, must have been a long one.
Shit, he had three loads already and I had none! "It's not fair," I laughed. Christian walked back and I heard more guys come up, talking loudly, and I realized the massage was about over. "Daddy!" one said, and I felt more hands on my now, and Three started jacking me off in earnest, while Hands started a very intense massage on my prostate. That was it. "Christian," hands said, and I heard leaves rustle and suddenly a beard against my belly, and Three continued to jack and I grunted, cum boiling up out of my cock into Christian's mouth. I shot one load, which felt very hot, and then Hands really started grinding against my prostate, with each shove pushing another spooge of cum into Christian, and then Four's hands were gone. Christian said, "let him recharge, he's fast," which I thought was quite kind.
More hands were roaming over me, and I couldn't differentiate them anymore, but nobody touched my cock, I felt Christian kind of batting them away, while Hands continued to lovingly stroke my body, having exited my asshole. This went on for some minutes, then I heard Christian rustle in leaves again, "Here man," he said, and slurping sounds ensued. Hands leaned over, and said, "You are wonderful, and kissed me on the lips, his beard playing on my neck and chest lightly and he pulled away the cloth. Usually when something like that happens, I'm blinded, even inside a room, but it was night, the sky deep midnight blue, and I looked around. There were a dozen guys jacking off, stroking each other, and Christian was on his hands and knees, slurping some hot cocks, one in each hand and one in his mouth.
Hands startled me. Christian was in his late-40's but Hands was probably around 20-25, and a giant. He must have been 300lbs, probably 6'2 or so, and a great smile. He had big arms and shoulders, like a linebacker that had a good layer of winter fat, hot belly, and fur up over his chest, and shoulders. Modest sized cock, cut and just perfect, big ballsac, and very sturdy legs. "Hi Daddy" he said, continuing to stroke me, and Christian gurgled swallowing down the fourth load. "I'd massage you all day" Hands said, continuing to stroke me with his big hands, along with five other guys. I didn't want to shoo them away, but I tried to sit up finally, and "I'm Dino," my big Italian guy said, positioning between my legs. I felt like he could just pick me up and carry me off.
He hugged me, and his huge wide bulk just kind of wrapped around me, and his slick hand felt down between us and grabbed my cock, pulling it back up. He started jacking me off against his cock, and I looked up as he kissed my, his black beard touching again against my neck and upper chest. Guys kind of melted away from me as Dino wrapped around me, jacking me off, and he then put a hand on my chest, pushing me back on the massage table, and pulled a leg up over his shoulder. I wasn't prepared, but he simply pulled me over like a doll, and in a quick motion, lifted my ass, and set it down on his cock which popped right inside me, startling me. He rolled his eyes back, and I saw ripples over his muscles for a moment, as he pulled me on his cock and started fucking.
There are short cocks that jam against your prostate hard, and there are ones that just fill your hole and rectum up, stretching perfectly, that was his. It felt exactly his thumb had been massaging my nut as he fucked me on the massage table, my whole body swaying as the table flexed. I hear more grunting and slurping, and Dino bore down on me, starting to fuck me hard, most of his body weight now swinging and slamming into my ass, hitting my joy spots perfectly. Goosepimples came over me, and Dino took hold of my shoulders, holding me and shoving down on his cock, holding his hips motionless. I'm very hard to make feel like a puppet – 250lbs of muscle, but he did it, and someone said to one side, "I'd be afraid of that!" as Dino expertly massaged my ass with his cock.
He dug his thumbs into my deltoids at exactly the right spot to send waves of wonderful sensation in my shoulders, then slightly lower, into my chest. I was in ecstasy as he fucked me harder, and as someone walked by it was only then I realized that his legs were so long that he could easily fuck me on the table, a huge solid hairy stud, he suddenly reminded me of a young pirate. "Christian," finally, he said, looking over – "Joe's going to pop again soon." I was going to say something, but he really was playing my body like a piano, and reaching down, he shoved a thumb up beside his cock, and grinned, "Yep." He suddenly doubled his fucking speed, and Christian got up on the table on all fours, and started on my cock. I reached for his, but it was too awkward, and in any case, I was nearing orgasm again.
Christian pushed down, my cock pushing into his throat as he gagged and retched, but he loved that, and started bobbing up and down on my cock. I heard the murmur of several men around us, and it was very soon after that I felt my cock beginning to erupt again, "You're right", Dino said, "He does reload fast." Christian nodded, and I felt like it was two car repairmen talking about a nice sports car. I sucked in air, and my whole body tensed up slightly and I shot a small spurt into Christian. Immediately he took hold of my cock with a hand, and squeezing it like toothpaste from a tube, he milked another, and another, and another shot of cum out of me as I twitched and danced on the table like I was epileptic. It was too much sensation, especially after the massage, and I was suddenly exhausted, and just relaxed onto the table.
Dino continued fucking me, more slowly now, a beautiful cocksman, stroking my body. I saw him clench his jaw, and I realized was Bluto he looked like, big and bearded and he slammed me on this cock and then I felt his hips thrusting, and my asshole throbbing as he pumped a beautiful load into my ass, dripping sweat on my suddenly. He seesawed, shoving in me a few more times as Christian scrambled down to continue the suckfest, and then slow, infinitesimally, pulled out of me with a pop. He pulled me back up and hugged me, then picked me up, legs around his waist, kissing me, and let me slide down, standing up. Christian stood up, grinning, and with a fist, tapped his belly and burped again, walking over, and shook me by the neck thanking me.
I was floating! I struggled with my clothes, mentally taking note that it was stupid to walk out there fully clothed, and paid Christian, and asking him to get close to me, asked him if I needed to pay Dino too. "Oh no, he owes me Joe!" Christian laughed, "I should pay you, I ain't had a feeding like that in years– they just swarm around you!" I picked up my clothes and stuffed everything into my teeshirt, and tied knot in the bottom. Dino looked at me, and his expression was slightly changed, maybe less professional, and I asked him if I could buy him a drink. "No Daddy, Christian told me all about you. I've dreamed of being able to take care of a Daddy like you." With that, he took my hand, and pulled me firmly up to the bar, and walking up the stairs, we went in and Dino asked me what I wanted.
We had a beer together, and clicked bottles. Dino and I talked, and I suddenly realized it was noisy, and looked around – the bar was full, I was so completely absorbed by him I ignored everyone. I pulled Dino to one side, and we sat on a bench in a quiet corner in the back, by a pool table, and I put one of his big legs over mine and stroked the fur on his chest. Dino leaned over and kissed me, and we ended up sitting there kissing as the bar got more and more crowded. I didn't want the spell of the massage to dissipate, and said "Dino, why don't we to somewhere quiet." We walked across the campground, from the bar, by the pool, back to the main house, stopping to kiss now and then, and finally back in my bedroom, Dino wrestled me around to lie on top of him.
He couldn't stop massaging, and worked on my back as we squeezed against each other, Dino fantasizing about having a big Daddy like me. "You know, I only like older than me, and you are just perfect," he began. I fully expected a story about his being the youngest, but quite the opposite. "My Dad left my mom with five kids," he began feeling all the insertion points of my upper body, starting with traps. "It wasn't easy," he continued, "I dreamed of just, you know, just hanging out with Dad," starting now on my chest again, "But all I got was high school, and a job at the same time in a warehouse." He continued, "Truckers. I was horny as hell." He gently worked my biceps now below my shoulders. "But I didn't know what the real deal was Joe." He prodded my sternum.
"You ever been lonely, just wanted a hug?" he then moved me around like I weighed 5 pounds. "I could just eat you up man. I can tell you cuddle." At that, he scooted back in bed, and started jerking his cock a little bit. It was bigger than it seemed, it was just his body was so big. He continued talking and lifted me up over his cock holding it, and with his other hand, spread my ass. "Come on, you know you like it Joe," and at that, he slipped a finger in my asshole, and sliding it out, slid me down on his cock, as easy as ringing a bell. "I like hanging out with you." I said, "I'm not sure fucking the hell of me qualifies as hanging out." He laughed, "You're funny" he said, and began bouncing me on his hips, his cock ramming into me. He began working my quads with his big hands, "You have any sons Daddy?" he said, getting into a nice easy fuck with his belly between my legs.
"I bet they are as handsome as you, I'd love to fuck them too." He continued bouncing into me, then his hands still slightly slick, pulled on my cock. "That's a long one, I wish I mine was that long, but then, not everyone could take it in their ass I bet." The conversation was really meandering, and he was really hitting precisely the right spot in my ass. "Feel good, that look on your face tells me yes." He started working on my other quad, fucking me in a nice easy rhythm, just bouncing 250lbs up and down like nothing. "I began fucking truckers when I was seventeen. They thought I was older." He said, continuing, "They wanted to fuck me with my big ass and little cock, but I wanted daddy ass." "Keep on talking, I said, and I began jacking myself off as he worked on my legs.
"Don't cum Joe, I want to fuck for a while." Dino said, now stroking his chest, and nipples. "Truckers like to get fucked. Bet it's because the sit all day." Dino grunted and then got me to bounce up and as I bounced down, thrust right up again, making a faster rhythm. "You like my cock Daddy Joe, does it feel good?" He put his hand suddenly on my hips, and lifted me up, leveraging on his elbows, and then thrust upwards slamming into me, and he rolled his eyes and sighed. "Man your ass is perfect, muscle daddy ass. You have any water?" I told him there was a glass in the bathroom, and just like that he slid out of me, and went in the bathroom. He was big, furry, and pretty agile, and after a beer, quite a talker. He came back in, and wrestled me around on the bed, until I was face down, then slid me back, legs on the floor ass in front of him.
He pushed in again, easily, and putting a big paw on my shoulder, continued fucking me like nothing had happened. "I loved fucking you outside, can we do that again, all the dads watching, waiting to be fucked by me, that was hot." I was jacking off again, and he was starting to speed up the fucking. "I'm ready to cum daddy, where do you want it?" he asked, like how was the weather. "I'll have some of what Christian had." "OK Daddy!" he said, and then flipped me over on my back, and pulled me around 180-degrees, face by his cock. I was jacking off now, both hands on my cock, muscles straining in that position, "Oh, that looks so good! You have a hot muscle dad body Joe," he said jacking off his thick cock with his big hand.
With his other hand, he pushed fingers into my mouth, opened it up, then grunting, pushed his cock in my mouth, and continued jacking off as I sucked at him, until he grunted a faint "Here" and a gush of cock filled my mouth I swallowed, enjoying his cream, and he gave me a few more feedings until I felt I was ready to cum, "You didn't cum Daddy," he said, pulling his dripping cock out, then pulling me around. He spat in his hand, before I could really do anything, and expertly jacked my cock, squishing the head tight in the huge tube made from his hand, and then really hammered away, pulling me closer, and working fat middle finger in my ass. "Gotta milk that Dad cock, Joe, looks so good. I wish I could sit on it, but I don't bottom."
He continued jacking me, until the sensation was just unbearable, and he reached down, and pushed a finger in my mouth, "Still got cum, and milked his cock suddenly, and pushed a fingerful of cum in my mouth. I lost it, shooting spurts all over myself and the bed, his hand and arm, and he smiled, "That's it Daddy Joe, get all that muscle cum out," he practically cooed, continuing to jerk me as my body spasmed. "I like milking Daddies after I fuck them, I could milk you all day honey." At that, he put his other hand on my cock, and I thought I would faint from the intensity of the situation, and all I could get out was a "graaaaahhhhhh" as he continued, "I've gotta piss soon Joe, all that beer's been adding up, not for you?" and he pressed on my bladder with one hand. I lost it and spurted piss out on his hand, "Oh, yeah, you're all full" and continued jacking me with his piss soaked hand, and I was going out of my mind.
"Come on Daddy, got to get you all emptied, and he pulled me up, letting cock go, "Finally!" I said, exhaling, and dragged me into the bathroom. He held my cock and then pressed on my bladder, to my surprise, and I started pissing away, then he shook my cock, and pissed himself holding me. "I wish I could take care of you all the time Daddy Joe, I got to take care of my truckers now and then," he then shook his cock, and walked me back to the bedroom, and picked me up, tucking me in the bed, "I like trucker Daddies, they get fucked easy. I used to drive with them sometimes, but I never got naked in the cab with them, though they wanted that." He crawled in bed pushing me over, and then wrapping his arms around me continued talking away a mile a minute.
"I learned to massage at community college, but Christian really helped finish me. I know you liked it. I'd love to massage your sons if you hand any, then fuck them too Daddy. It's nice to fuck outside too, I like nature, and the feeling, and I loved the guys seeing how big a Daddy I got and was fucking and holding." He got quiet for a second, "Daddy I'm not talking too much am I, sometimes..." he trailed, off, taking a big breath, squeezing me, "Sometimes guys just say 'That's enough Dino', but you just smile." "Dino," I interjected. "Yes Daddy, Joe, did you want anything from me, I'd be happy to massage and milk you again, maybe you'd like me to eat your hole, it's a beauty, its so Pink! Christian's asshole is furry and pretty brown, but your hair is all blond, I..." I interjected again "Dino" in a more insistent voice, and he squeezed me, and in a soft voice, "Yes Daddy Joe?"
"Dino, you don't have to explain, or be nervous around me." Dino was completely silent. He squeezed me. "How did you know Daddy Joe?" He finally said, his big hands sliding wonderfully over my muscles, touching everything. Then he was quiet. "Dino, I'm about the most patient daddy you'll ever met." Dino squeezed me harder, I was spooned with my ass up under his belly against his groin, his big arms around me, fur against my back, and I was reveling in the sensation of being wrapped in a bear. "My ego is pretty big, so you don't need to massage it, too." And I laughed. Dino's hand slid down, and grasped my cock, "I can tell Daddy Joe. I knew that from the first time I saw you on the massage table with Christian working over you, I wanted to tell you all that I felt, but I'm I don't know, maybe not as expressive as I wish I could be around someone like you, it's a lot to take in you know Daddy Joe..." he continued on.
I rotated around a little, and put a finger on his mouth, and said. "Show, don't tell." Nestling in his beard, and facing him, I worked my hands through his fur, and over his belly into his crotch, and he started to talk, and I said, "Ah Ah AHH!!!" and grinned. His cock was getting hard again, and just as he started moving me around, "Oh!" I said, and patted his hands, and got in a 69. I licked his cockhead, and let it slide into my mouth and Dino began talking again, but I pulled up, "Oh! No! Show me." "But I'm a top!" Dino declared, frowning. "Oh! Show me!" I grinned, and then resumed sucking his cock. It filled my mouth, and I rolled my tongue around it, and Dino sighed, and began to say something, but stuttered and stopped. He pulled my legs apart, and looked at my asshole, then began to talk, but all that came out was an "OH!" and I felt his thick tongue on my hole, licking it, then his lips kissing my ass as I sucked more of his cock in.
I clamped my lips around the rim, and then wrapped my thumb and forefinger around the base of his thick balls, and pulled them gently, making him twitch, and resumed sucking, while he played with my asshole, scratching it with his beard, then sucking and licking it again, more and more slowly. I had his entire cock in my mouth no, not near my throat, and was able to get a nice suck going on, but slowed also, suckling it more than bouncing and aggressively working it, and slowly he went soft in my mouth, not long after he stopped sucking and licking my asshole, and we fell asleep like that – his cock in my mouth, and my ass on his lips; his belly against mine, and buried in his fur. Somewhere in the middle of the night, we rearranged, and I heard him begin to say something but only an "Ulp" came out, and he cuddled against me again, my ass against his crotch, big belly and arms pushed up against me, and that's how I slept through the night with him, wrapped in bear at the lodge.
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About the Author: texbearjoe
texbearjoe began his notorious writing on usenet via soc.motss in the '80's and evolved with internet through the subsequent decades with twists and turns on websites, blogs, published books, private and public social networks, and virtually every avenue possible for new media. He's visible with photos and videos, and very chatty on bigmusclebears.com as well as texbearjoe.tumblr.com, and you may contact him directly at texbearjoe@gmail.com or through texbearjoe on the growlr app, and you can follow him @texbearjoe on twitter.
These stories are quite literally diaries of his experiences, though per disclaimer, names, places, and events may have been changed to protect the innocent (or the guilty). He is, indeed, co-incident and identical to the main protagonist in his writing, which perhaps gives them their unique flavor. One day, when you will least expect it, you will meet him in his travels.