I Love Gay Bears
When I was 18, I bought my first laptop and finally convinced my parents that we needed internet. I felt so left out of the loop; I was the only person I knew in high school who was without. Of course I had alterior motives, I was definitely gay but had never actually seen one naked let alone sleep with one. It wouldnt be a stretch to say that a good 90% of my time spent at home I'd be online either watching **** or ******* for who knows who on cam.
At some point, I remember getting to be too sexually frustrated for my own good and decided I wanted to hook up for real. I didn't exactly know what to do or even how many guys would be up for some scrawny teenager fresh out of high school in my city, but my aching **** couldn't let that get in the way of anything.
I literally just googled random sex stuff and my town name, and made an account on probably every site there was lol. I couldn't really figure out what to say, so I was just honest. I didn't put up any photos right away, but it wouldn't matter as I was inundated with messages pretty much instantaneously.
One guy stuck out in my mind because he was a little different than the others; he seemed more macho maybe, but definitely calmer than most. He suggested that I stick up some photos for him to jerk off to, so I got out my camera and took requests :)
Within a couple days he decided he wanted to meet, so we arranged that he'd come by that night around 1am or so. I was really excited, and ended up pulling my **** 4 or 5 times that night in anticipation. He texted me when he was out on the street parking his pickup. I make sure my parents were asleep (their room was right above mine), and greeted him outside in the driveway in my tightie whities. It was the Summer, so it was freaking hot all the time. Adding the solos I had spent my evening doing... and I was pretty sweaty. I couldn't see him until he got a little closer as there weren't any lights on. As he got nearer I could feel my knees buckle; here was a MAN looking just at me and wanting to fool around.
I hadn't actually seen him to this point as he never sent any photos or anything. He was older, probably around 45 or so. Little taller than me at 6 ft or so, and muscular, beefy, macho... every word you could describe a Lumberjack with. He didn't have abs, but it was well worth the sacrifice!
We crept downstairs and I felt instantly smaller than I already was when he got into my room. I felt really embarrassed having him in my teenage room and really wished I was living on my own instead of at my parents'. He didn't mind and told me to sit down on the bed.
I got harder and harder the longer he talked and it wasn't long before my **** was straining against the fabric of my underwear. He said it was ok to jerk off but to do so slowly. He reached his arms down to the bottom hem of his shirt and stretched the t over his head displaying his pits in the process. The he unbuttoned his jeans and slid his **** and balls out of the fly. He just stood there for a couple minutes watching me jerk off on my bed and I was in heaven.
He stepped out of his jeans and sat at the head of my bed and asked if I had ever done poppers. I had absolutely no idea what he was talking about and felt really bad because of it. He said to thrown him his jeans; and while I bent down the bed to do so I noticed that the inside was wet and sticky. It was so hot :)
He grabbed the little bottle from his pocket and told me to come over and take a big whiff. I did so as I crawled on top of his lap. Our ***** touched and mine instantly got harder. He was a little over half of the length of me, maybe 5 inches or so. As I was staring at him and ******* the poppers started to take over and I came right then and there, shooting high and hitting him on the eyebrow. He laughed and said no problem. I may have forgotten to tell him that I shoot far haha!
We continued to pump each others' **** while we kept up the poppers and came for 2 hours straight. Everynow and then he would reach down and hold my balls as I jerked off, squeezing them with every pump. I finally collapsed onto his chest around 230am or so. He rolled me onto my back and straddled my legs and started to rub and squeeze my chest from above. His weight felt incredible and I started to get hard again. He continued to massage me and I couldn't figure out why. To this day I still only weigh around 120, and I'm kinda short at 5 ft 10. I couldn't really tell you how heavy he was but he was built tough and rugged. To this day I can't figure it out.
As he rubbed my chest and abs, he told me to keep ******* off because he wanted to see how far I could shoot. I lept at the chance to impress him so I worked myself up to a climax and shot up over him. It landed on his head and trickled down his forehead and he just gave a gutteral sound. I looked down at his soft **** and decided to go for it; I took him whole right there. I had never sucked one before, so I was sure I was doing something wrong but he just grunted approvably. I opened wider and took his balls in as well and was fine right up until he started to get hard. I choked a bit and came up to apologize, but he just pushed me down on my back and said that it was ok. I'd never been tossed so effortlessly like that before and it was really surprising. I ended up ******* off even harder without getting hard (by that point I'd certainly beaten my all time beating record), but I still managed to *** while sucking his shaft. He grunted and tensed up and shot straight down my throat.
This time he collapsed ontop of me, and to this day I wish I had that everynow and then. Something about being pinned by a bigger guy has always been a fantasy. By 3 he gathered his clothes and headed out the door, and that was that...
Sort of :p
At some point, I remember getting to be too sexually frustrated for my own good and decided I wanted to hook up for real. I didn't exactly know what to do or even how many guys would be up for some scrawny teenager fresh out of high school in my city, but my aching **** couldn't let that get in the way of anything.
I literally just googled random sex stuff and my town name, and made an account on probably every site there was lol. I couldn't really figure out what to say, so I was just honest. I didn't put up any photos right away, but it wouldn't matter as I was inundated with messages pretty much instantaneously.
One guy stuck out in my mind because he was a little different than the others; he seemed more macho maybe, but definitely calmer than most. He suggested that I stick up some photos for him to jerk off to, so I got out my camera and took requests :)
Within a couple days he decided he wanted to meet, so we arranged that he'd come by that night around 1am or so. I was really excited, and ended up pulling my **** 4 or 5 times that night in anticipation. He texted me when he was out on the street parking his pickup. I make sure my parents were asleep (their room was right above mine), and greeted him outside in the driveway in my tightie whities. It was the Summer, so it was freaking hot all the time. Adding the solos I had spent my evening doing... and I was pretty sweaty. I couldn't see him until he got a little closer as there weren't any lights on. As he got nearer I could feel my knees buckle; here was a MAN looking just at me and wanting to fool around.
I hadn't actually seen him to this point as he never sent any photos or anything. He was older, probably around 45 or so. Little taller than me at 6 ft or so, and muscular, beefy, macho... every word you could describe a Lumberjack with. He didn't have abs, but it was well worth the sacrifice!
We crept downstairs and I felt instantly smaller than I already was when he got into my room. I felt really embarrassed having him in my teenage room and really wished I was living on my own instead of at my parents'. He didn't mind and told me to sit down on the bed.
I got harder and harder the longer he talked and it wasn't long before my **** was straining against the fabric of my underwear. He said it was ok to jerk off but to do so slowly. He reached his arms down to the bottom hem of his shirt and stretched the t over his head displaying his pits in the process. The he unbuttoned his jeans and slid his **** and balls out of the fly. He just stood there for a couple minutes watching me jerk off on my bed and I was in heaven.
He stepped out of his jeans and sat at the head of my bed and asked if I had ever done poppers. I had absolutely no idea what he was talking about and felt really bad because of it. He said to thrown him his jeans; and while I bent down the bed to do so I noticed that the inside was wet and sticky. It was so hot :)
He grabbed the little bottle from his pocket and told me to come over and take a big whiff. I did so as I crawled on top of his lap. Our ***** touched and mine instantly got harder. He was a little over half of the length of me, maybe 5 inches or so. As I was staring at him and ******* the poppers started to take over and I came right then and there, shooting high and hitting him on the eyebrow. He laughed and said no problem. I may have forgotten to tell him that I shoot far haha!
We continued to pump each others' **** while we kept up the poppers and came for 2 hours straight. Everynow and then he would reach down and hold my balls as I jerked off, squeezing them with every pump. I finally collapsed onto his chest around 230am or so. He rolled me onto my back and straddled my legs and started to rub and squeeze my chest from above. His weight felt incredible and I started to get hard again. He continued to massage me and I couldn't figure out why. To this day I still only weigh around 120, and I'm kinda short at 5 ft 10. I couldn't really tell you how heavy he was but he was built tough and rugged. To this day I can't figure it out.
As he rubbed my chest and abs, he told me to keep ******* off because he wanted to see how far I could shoot. I lept at the chance to impress him so I worked myself up to a climax and shot up over him. It landed on his head and trickled down his forehead and he just gave a gutteral sound. I looked down at his soft **** and decided to go for it; I took him whole right there. I had never sucked one before, so I was sure I was doing something wrong but he just grunted approvably. I opened wider and took his balls in as well and was fine right up until he started to get hard. I choked a bit and came up to apologize, but he just pushed me down on my back and said that it was ok. I'd never been tossed so effortlessly like that before and it was really surprising. I ended up ******* off even harder without getting hard (by that point I'd certainly beaten my all time beating record), but I still managed to *** while sucking his shaft. He grunted and tensed up and shot straight down my throat.
This time he collapsed ontop of me, and to this day I wish I had that everynow and then. Something about being pinned by a bigger guy has always been a fantasy. By 3 he gathered his clothes and headed out the door, and that was that...
Sort of :p
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