Early Morning Bear
You know those mornings where you wake up just before your alarm and you don’t know if it’s worth going back to bed? I hate those. A lot. Normally, after a few minutes of unsuccessfully trying to fall back asleep, I’ll make myself get up and do something. Work on a project, finish some chores, play a game – anything. Then I lucked out and found me a boy who makes mornings like that much more tolerable.
I met Bear by chance. Just a random person who sent me a message on a hookup app that I decided to keep talking to. The first time he came over, it was a fairly brief affair. I was working from home that day, and sometimes when I do that I enjoy getting a nice sub to stick under my desk. Can’t exactly do that at the office. So he came over and serviced me with his mouth, and I made sure to get a good feel and look at him.
He’s an older bear, but age is never something I’ve cared about. He’s got a nice, soft, hairy body. I like a big boy I can grope and squeeze on, and sadly, a lot of the really sexy ones are so self-conscious that they don’t think you’re serious. Finally - and this isn’t a term I throw around a lot, but with him, it fits - he also has a nice, tight, furry cunt. My place was on his way to work, so if he left early enough it was very easy to arrange early morning servicing sessions, even last minute. I could wake up, text him around 6ish, and he’d be over by 6:30 and out by 7.
One morning I was feeling particularly aggressive. It happens sometimes, I’ll get into a mood where I just want to fuck and use and be as rough and uncaring as possible. I had actually spent the night before jerking off to straight porn, which only causes me to feel even more sexually aggressive. I woke up even earlier than usual, almost 5am. That’s a little too early even for me, so I tried to get back to sleep for a good half an hour before saying “fuck it” and texting Bear.
I told him I wanted him over as early as possible, and to be ready for me. The door would be unlocked and he knew to just come in, lock the door behind him, and strip off. I lay there for the next half an hour resting, because even if I fell asleep, he’s wake me up once he got in the room. I slowly ground my hard cock against my bed sheets a little, eager to get my boy in that bed and start plowing.
At 6 am I hear the front door open, and then the thud of his feet as he walks up the stairs. He reaches my room and enters, then strips, just like I told him. I don’t move or make a sound, just watching him. Once he is down to his jock strap (I know what I like, okay?), he crawls onto the other side of the bed and next to me. I waste no time; I grab him to pull him even closer, roughly roaming my hands over his body while I attack his mouth with my own. Kissing him roughly, I seek out his ass with one of my hands, squeezing his cheeks and then pressing my fingers to his hole.
He’s already slick with lube. He’s learned from experience that sometimes I’m not in the mood to waste any time on foreplay – that I might just bend him over and start fucking. This morning however, I have some time and I am going to leisurely enjoy myself. I start to stroke his hole with my fingers as I kiss him, slowly teasing him and pressing just the tips into him. I love hearing him gasp into my mouth as we make out. With my other hand I start stroking and squeezing at his chest and nipples, making my kisses rougher as he squirms.
Once I’m ready, I give him a smack on the ass and reposition him. I have his head is in my crotch, with his jock-clad ass facing me. I feed him my cock, pressing his head to the base with my hand. I start to trace a finger up and down, over his hole, still only teasing. As he begins to lift and lower his mouth on my cock, I start to press my fingers in further. In response he arches his back and pushes back onto me. For the next few minutes as he sucks down my cock, I play with and finger his ass. And I realize that I’m hungry now.
I pull him off my cock and position him next to me, this time on his back. I hover over him and kiss his mouth and face again, before moving on to nip and bite at his neck and ears. I start to grope and squeeze his chest, before using my mouth there too. I attack his left pec with my mouth, taking as much of it as I can into my mouth and sucking and gently chewing on it. I roughly grab at his right pec with my hand while I use my mouth on the left. I listen to him whine and moan above me for a bit before moving down his body further.
I ignore his jock-clad crotch – naturally - and grab him under his thighs. I lift and push his legs back and dive into his ass. No teasing this time, taking what I want. I start assaulting his hole with my lips, fucking him deeply with my tongue. I look up, over the bulge of his cock, so I can watch his face as I eat him out. In the dim red light of my room, I can see his head thrashing back and forth, eyes closed, as he moans due to my ministrations. I continue to eat his ass for another few minutes, roughly opening him up with my tongue before allowing him to rest his legs.
I crawl up and over him – stopping for a moment to devour his chest again – and then I’m looking him in the eye, lying between his spread legs. I kiss him roughly, only for a moment, before I lean back and lift them onto my shoulders. With one hand grab my cock and guide it towards his furry hole. I find it, still slick with spit and lube, and push inside. I am immediately rewarded with a low groan and a whispered “thank you sir” from Bear, and I don’t stop pushing until I feel my balls resting against his ass.
I look down as I start the fucking off with slow, steady thrusts. Each time I press all the way in, I can feel his hole grip me tight as I pull back out. The moans and groans coming from below me increase in volume, as do the “thank yous.” I take a moment to get some more leverage, letting his legs slip from my shoulders to the inside of my elbow, allowing me to lean over him further. From here, I can kiss while I fuck him. This is probably my favorite position – I love a boy flexible enough to kiss while I pound him. All the movement and body contact connects you. You feel each other’s breath, the sweat dripping from your bodies, your heartbeats – the primal desire to be as close as possible.
I keep up this position for another ten or so minutes, altering my angle here and there to keep him on his toes (or back, whatever). Then I grab his legs and push them even further back, until he is almost entirely on his shoulders, ass in the air and still getting pounded by my thick cock. I make my thrusts harder, wanting to hear the sound of skin slapping against skin. In this position, I also have the perfect angle to get at his chest again, and so as I continue to pound him I resume my earlier ministrations on his chest, alternating using my mouth on either side. By now my Bear’s head is thrashing back and forth again, moans and words combining into one incomprehensible sound.
After kissing on him some more, I’m ready for another position change. I give him one last kiss before I lower his legs and extract myself, flipping him onto his side facing away from me. I settle in behind him and again guide my cock to his freshly fucked hole. Once I’m fully seated inside him again, I wrap my arms around him, one under his head and the other over his belly. I squeeze him tightly as I resume my fucking, mouthing at his neck and ear. I grab and grope at him as I fuck, squeezing at his chest, rubbing his stomach, scraping at his thighs. I love his body, so soft, so hairy. It’s nice to just lay next to, let alone rub up against. We keep this up for another 20 minutes. I alternate between thrusting fast and slow, pulling all the way out before slamming back in, or just letting my cock sit inside him fully, pulling him back to me tightly, making sure I get every last inch inside of him. He’s got one hand, the one he can use, stretched behind him, rubbing at my arms and side, encouraging me to use him more and more.
I can see the morning light peeking through the top of my blackout curtains and estimate it’s around 6:40. Still some time left. I loosen my grip on his body and pull out again, positioning him on his hands and knees and settling on my own knees behind him. I press back in and resume fucking him at a steady pace. I’m still not ready to cum so I focus on making the boy underneath me moan as much as possible until I’m ready. He wastes no time in pushing back with each oh my thrusts forward, fucking himself as much as I’m fucking him. I give his ass a few playful smacks, eliciting more moans. I start to tease at his hole stretched around my cock with my thumb. First, just rubbing at the rim of his stuffed cunt. Then I start pushing the thumb inside with each thrust forward, feeling the tightness around the added appendage.
I feel a sudden possessive urge and I grip him by the neck, forcing his face down and into the pillow. I move my legs to stand while still leaving my cock buried into him to the hilt. I move to stand over him, my legs next to his thighs, and begin to thrust again, right down into his ass. A muffled moan erupts from the pillow he’s being shoved into. I’m almost completely covering his body now, slamming my dick directly into his prostate with every single thrust. If he hasn’t cum by now, he will soon. Not that it matters to me either way. The only orgasm that matters here is mine, and that’s how we both like it.
I reach under to play with his chest again. I’m only into chests this much when the boy is really into having them played with. I love making a boy make noise, any way I can. I bite at his shoulders as I squeeze and pull on his tits, still thrusting roughly straight down into his raised ass. I can feel my orgasm building more and more, but I’m still not ready to cum. I continue to fuck in this position a while longer, changing up the speed, force, and angle of my thrusts to keep him off balance. I’m going to breed him soon, but not in this position.
I stop my thrusts, just leaving my cock fully seated inside him for a moment, before pulling out of him for the last time. I grab him by his legs and pull backwards, leaving him on his stomach. This will do. I climb back over him and waste no time – I’ve fucked his hole so open that I don’t even have to steer my cock in this time. I just bottom out immediately and begin fucking. There is no elegance anymore. Now I just want to do as much as I possibly can to his ass before I stuff it full of cum. I’ve got his shoulder gripped in my teeth and my hips are furiously snapping against his ass. Between the noises he’s been making and the squeaking of my bed, I’m almost positive I’ve woken my roommates up. I’ve gotta start getting ready for work myself.
When it finally hits me, I slam down into him as hard as I can. I have my full body on top of his, gripping onto whatever part of him that I can reach. I feel my cock pulse with each shot I unleash inside of him and growl, futilely trying to get further inside of him. After 6 or 7 volleys of cum I’m spent and collapse on his back. Basking in the afterglow, I feel his hand rubbing at the back of my head.
“Thank you for fucking and breeding me, Sir,” he tells me. “I can’t wait to carry your load inside me all day at work today.”
I smile into his shoulder. “Me too boy, me too.”