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Ειδήσεις - Bear Meets Cub
Bear was not imagining things; he had heard a twig snap, and it was completely out of sync with his footsteps. He stopped in the middle of the wooded path and spun around. About 20 feet behind him, stood a younger man in a flannel shirt, jeans and brown western boots. He was roughly 20 years younger than Bear, about a head shorter, with brown hair, and a full beard. For a second, the younger man froze, looking for all the world like a kid caught with his hand in the cookie jar. Then he broke eye contact with Bear and awkwardly affected an attitude of forced casualness, as he studied the overhead foliage, some wildflowers at the edge of the path and an odd rock.all the while sneaking looks at Bear.
It was all Bear could do to keep from laughing out loud. Ordinarily, such an intrusion into his leisure time would piss him off, as he guarded his schedule jealously, but this Cub was so obviously smitten and shy Bear found it endearing.and flattering. Bear knew that he wasnt quite old, but, at 51, he was far from young. Seeing that he could still attract the attentions of a young, handsome man did wonders for Bears ego, yet somehow, Bear knew that simply walking up to the young man and introducing himself would run contrary to the Cubs planbut what did the younger man want in the way of an ice-breaker?
As he turned to resume his walk, Bears foot caught on a rock and he stumbled. Bear caught himself, but was blushing hotly. Im such a fuckin klutz! he thot, cursing his clumsiness. Bear risked a glance back at the Cub, and was surprised to see that the young mans gaze had locked on his feet. Not only that, but the kid was almost drooling. Testing a theory, Bear stepped in a coil of vines, letting one slide over the toe of his well-shined western boot. As he had hoped, the coil rode up his instep and tightened around his foot as he stepped away. He made a big show out of this mis-step, and took his time shaking free of the natural snare. As he had anticipated, the Cubs eyes were glued to Bears booted foot, and he guessed that it was gravity alone that kept the younger man from rushing to his side and fondling the Bears boot.
Dang, thot Bear, this kids got it bad. I know what he wants, but I have to up the ante to get him to approach. Bear let his minds eye scan ahead for any remembered hazards, but was coming up blank. He had been down this secluded path in the woods so often, he naturally avoided any loose rocks or exposed roots to the point that they had faded into the background. No.wait. Up ahead was a clearing, one of his favorite spots. It featured a fallen tree that made for a bench. In front of it was a boulder that made a perfect footstool. The path leading to this natural furniture setting passed by an ancient tree, whos roots ran parallel along the path and were exposed by both foot traffic and rain erosion. An unwary hiker could easily sprain an ankle stepping on one of them. The Bear brushed the last of the vine from his foot and resumed his walk, smiling as he developed his plot to capture a Cub.
Trailing behind the rugged Bear, Cub was cursing his cowardice. Fuck! He knows youre herewhy not just walk up to the guy and say Hi? Still, he couldnt bring himself to do it. The older man was an absolute HUNK, and obviously successful, judging from the high-end quality of his Eddie Bauer wardwobe and the boots that probably cost more than Cub made in an entire pay period. Besides, he was probably Strate, married, and maybe even expecting his first grandchild. Even if he WAS Gay, thot Cub, what were the odds the Bear would let his boots be violated by a freak like him? Still, Cub couldnt tear himself away, and the Bear hadnt chased him off.
The Bear was approaching the clearing, and he had remembered it perfectly. Even though the most-worn part of the path avoided the exposed roots, the path was wide enough to be a hazard to the unwary.
Bear stopped just short of the roots, and turned his gaze upward to admire the fall foliage, that was just peaking. Ordinarily, Bear wouldve waited until he reached the natural bench to take in the glorious color, but he knew the Cub was watching, and he took an almost sadistic pleasure out of tormenting the younger man, as he turned in a small circle, his booted feet flirting with disaster as they neared the treacherous roots. A more reasonable part of his brain warned Bear not to be too obvious.
The heel of Bears left boot landed on a root with a reassuring thunk. As the ball of his foot came to rest on a solid surface, he knew exactly where he was; there would be an inch-and-one-half drop under the outside edge of his boot. Bear let his foot teeter dramatically as he fought for balance, then he let his foot roll under him, the edge of his foot snugging into the soil. With a cry of surprise and alarm, Bear pitched over onto his side, landing heavily. The OOF! that was elicited was not just for theatric effect; the years were catching up with him. Bear would probably be stiff for the next couple of days.
The prat fall prompted the reaction Bear had hoped for; the Cub was at his side instantly, his young face revealing honest concern. If not for the belief he was doing exactly what Cub had wanted, Bear wouldve felt guilty. Are you all right? asked Cub.
The Bear reached for his left foot. My ankle, he groaned, I think I twisted it.
The Bear had set the trap and the Cub had gone for the bait. Now, could the Bear keep him?
Are you sure you didnt break it? asked the Cub, That was a nasty fall you took.
Yeah, grunted the Bear, I sprained this ankle my senior year of college football. Now, whenever I step on an uneven surface, it goes out on me. He made an effort to get up, but gasped and sat back down, reaching for his injured ankle. Bear was surprising himself with this performance; he had no idea he had such a dramatic streak.
Easy! cautioned Cub. His medical training was taking over, crowding out any erotic fantasies he may have been entertaining. The big guy was in obvious pain, and despite his disclaimer, may have done himself a serious injury. Just lie back, and let me look at this. Cub placed the palms of his hands along the sides of Bears booted foot and tested the ankles range of motion from side to sidethe Bear didnt flinch. He rotated the Bears toe upwardnothing. He gently forced the booted toe downwardthis elicited a grunt. OKso there was no break, and the guys range of motion was practically normal. Something wasnt right.
Can you get up? Cub asked. He wasnt quite ready to call Bear an outright liar just yet. Besides, he wanted to spend some time with the manfeel him out, as it were.
Yeah, I think so. Allowed the Bear, With a little help. He reached up for Cubs hand as he tucked his right foot under himself. With a grunt, he pushed himself upward. Cub planted his feet, and leaned back, using leverage to maneuver the bigger mans bulk. With practiced timing, he caught Bear, and wrapped a hand around his thick waist. Bear noticed that the smaller man fit nicely under his arm, and that Cub had positioned himself on Bears right side, so that Bear could transfer his weight to Cub whenever he stepped on his bad foot. Whoa, thought Bear, this kid knows his stuff!
Bear took a couple of practice steps, leaning heavily against Cub, but managed to accidentally stub his toe in the process, aggravating his ankle. Oohhh he groaned, sagging against the younger man, while copping a feel of Cubs chest, Id better sit down.
Cub glanced around, and spied the fallen log, just as Bear had hoped. Lets set you down over there, Cub suggested, and rest that foot of yours.
Youre very kind, said Bear. He released Cubs shoulder and let his beefy hand stray to the base of the smaller mans neck. His thick fingers brushed through Cubs short-cropped hair, as he limped along. Im such a klutz, I could fall into a deep shadow.
Cub chuckled, seemingly oblivious to Bears flirtation, Dont kid yourself. That root was a real ankle-buster. Im just glad I was nearby to help.
They reached the natural bench and Cub eased Bear down onto it. Bear let out a contented sigh as he settled down, resting his foot on the boulder in front of him.
Aaaahhh.thats better already, he sighed. He made a weak effort to reach toward his foot, but sat back with a moan. Do me a favor, will you? he asked, Rub my foot for me? Bear put on his best helpless look, while indicating his injured appendage.
Cub hesitated. The smart thing to do would be to get to a phone, call 9-1-1 and direct the EMTs to the site. Such an act would be medically prudent, professional, and would avoid any messy emotional baggage. Right. Just go, call the EMTs, see that the big guy was taken care of, and go bout your business. Justgo. Right now. Go. DAMN, this guy is sexy! And those BOOTS!!! Stop it!! Are you crazy? You dont even KNOW this guy! Get the fuck OUT of here! Shit! Hes moving his foot again. He WANTS me to touch it. Ill bet the leathers warm and soft NO! He wants me to
Cub slowly sat down on the boulder, his eyes locked on Bears boot as the big man moved his foot to accommodate the younger mans approach. Bear placed his foot between Cubs thighs, resting his heel on the rock, and allowed the ball of his foot to nestle against Cubs crotch. As the young man settled in, Bear felt something firm and cylindrical shift under his boot.
Oho! Thought Bear, my ankles not the only thing thats swollen. With a grunt of pain, Bear shifted in his seat, letting his own erection angle down the leg of his jeans.
Cub licked his lips, which had suddenly gone dry. OK, he said, gently placing his hands on Bears booted foot, Let me know if this hurts at all. He started to gently massage the big mans ankle through the leather boot. As he had hoped, the leather was soft to the touch, and had been warmed by the beefy foot within.
Bear smiled down, bemused. Arent you gonna take my boot off? he asked.
No, said Cub, clinging to the last remaining shreds of his medical training, Your boot is supporting your ankle. If we had ice nearby, Id remove it, but youll need the support your boots providing until you get home or to an ER. Cub noticed his hands were trembling, and it wasnt because he feared doing further damage to the Bears ankle; he was utterly drowning in hormones. That small part of his mind that was still rational was trying to send Cub a warning: Youre rock hard, and this man has his foot on your dick. He just MIGHT be able to feel it. If he figures out what it is that rolling under the arch of his boot, he might take offense and grind it to paste under his heel. However, as happens so often, rational thought looses out to passion, proving once again that Love Makes You Stupid. Cub was quickly becoming mesmerized by Bears sexy boot.
For his part, Bear was pleasantly surprised. Damn, he thought, he looks good down there. He let his hand drop to his crotch and he massaged his own hardening meat. Feels good, too. Who knew I was into foot-play? Bear relaxed his leg, allowing his foot to shift under Cubs massage. Bear felt the younger mans dick jump as Bears foot brushed against it; a dark spot appeared on the denim adjacent to Bears boot. Oh, this kid is ripe! thought Bear.
That feels real good, said Bear. He then leaned forward, and with a leer, drew the edge of his boots sole against the length of Cubs hard-on. How does that feel? he asked.
Cub sat bolt up-right and gasped. He was busted. He scrambled off the boulder as if Bears boot had suddenly turned into a rattlesnake. He blushed hotly, and suddenly didnt know what to do with his hands. He was the picture of abject despair and humiliation.
Oh, damn, Im sorry! he choked out. IIll go and get the paramedics. I didnt mean to. to. he gestured futilely at Bears booted foot, as his mouth worked to find words he knew would fall short of any kind of explanation for the violation he knew he had just committed. After a second, he just gave up. Ill just GO! He turned and nearly bolted from the scene. His pride was in shreds, but hed be DAMNED if hed give the big guy the satisfaction of seeing him cry.
For a moment, Bear sat there, stunned. What the fuck just happened??? He sprang from his seat and strode after he younger man. Grabbing Cubs shoulder, Bear spun the smaller man around, and was surprised to see Cub flinch. He thinks Im going to hit him. The realization shocked him. Bear knew he was a big manhad been since his junior high daysand that he could be imposing. He had seriously injured opposing players on the football field, and the realization of the damage he was capable of inflicting on others frightened him to the core. Bear had therefore taken great pains to foster a gentle demeanor off the field and to carefully channel his energies while playing. To see someone regard him with naked fear indicated that Bear had let his control slip, badly. Chastising himself harshly, Bear released Cubs shoulder and took a beat to let both of them relax.
Hey, whats going on? Bear asked, in what he hoped was a reasonable tone, I thought we were having a good time.
Cubs mind was still in turmoil, and his mouth was even longer catching up. I saw you fall.I tried to help.then I got all excitedyou found out ImIm SORRY!! This last was a wail of despair as Cub found himself reliving his misery. The last of his resolved slipped, as his face crumpled into tears.
Bears jaw went slack. How could this have gone so wrong? Impulsively, he reached out and wrapped his arms around the smaller man, drawing him close. Nono. he cooed, Its all right. Its all right. He absently stroked Cubs hair, petting him, trying to make it all better.anything to sooth the mans obvious pain. Bears heart ached within his chest. How could he have been so stupid as to make this dear, sweet.cute fellow so miserable?
The major wave of emotion quickly passed, to be slowly replaced with embarrassment and Cub was finding his voice again.
Im sorry, he choked, his head resting on Bears massive chest, Im not given to such outbursts. Cub found the Bears arms around him immeasurably comforting, and that the sound of the big mans bass voice rumbling in his chest was very soothing. No Strate man was capable of providing this kind of support, this had become obvious. As Cub regained his composure, rational thought returned, and a dime dropped. Cub pushed himself free of Bears embrace.
Wait a minute, he said, suddenly suspicious, What happened to your ankle? You crossed a distance of some 10 meters in seconds without a trace of a limp.
My ankle? asked Bear. Oh, hellmy ankles fine. He lifted his left foot, and slapped the sole of his boot soundly with the palm of his right hand. I figured falling on my ass was the only way to get you to come over and talk to me. He winked rakishly. Worked, too.
The Cub blushed again, a habit Bear was finding mighty endearing. He reached out, and took Cubs hand. You seemed to be enjoying my boots, Bear said, his voice soft and earnest. I was enjoying watching you. What say we do it right, this time? He turned and guided Cub back toward the fallen log.
Once they had returned to the fallen log, Bear reseated himself and looked to Cub expectantly. For his part, Cub looked a bit hesitant.
OK, said Bear, as he propped his foot up on the natural ottoman, How do we go about this?
Cub fidgeted. To tell you the truth, Im not sure, he confessed. For all my fantasizing, Ive never actually done this before. Youre the first person Ive ever revealed my fetish to.
Bear realized that they were both breaking new ground and that the Cub was entrusting him with a deeply held and very personal secret. He mentally shifted gears, softened his voice and, recalling the previously aborted scene, bent forward and touched his booted foot.
My ankles a little tender, he said, locking eyes with Cub, Would you do me the favor of rubbing it for me?
Cubs smile was full of gratitude as he sat on the boulder, straddling Bears foot. This time, he didnt shy away as Bear nestled his foot on his crotch, but rather snugged it more firmly against him. They both smiled wickedly as Bear shifted his foot against Cubs raging hard-on.
Cubs fingers gently traced the sides of Bears booted foot, and the big man closed his eyes and sank back against a sturdy branch that made for a natural back rest. Oh man, that feels good! he sighed. His hand drifted to his crotch and gently stroked his own stiffening meat through his jeans. It had been a while since he had had a truly satisfying session with a man; he wanted this one to last. Wanted to find out what other tricks this fellow had up his sleeves. Who knew what their next session would reveal? Next session?? Oh, yesBear instantly resolved not to let this one get away. One way or another, he wanted to find out all he could about this gifted, surprising and incredibly sexy man. He was also pleasantly surprised to discover that his feet were an erogenous zoneor at least had become one under this mans ministrations. This guy was GOOD! He belatedly realized that Cub was no longer fondling his foot and opened an eye to investigate. Something wrong? he asked.
No, not wrong, said Cub, but I was wondering if I could try something. He was obviously unwilling to disrupt the Bears reverie, or their budding relationship. The young mans shyness and consideration earned him major points in Bears book; manners and deference were rare in this age of instant gratification.
What is it, son? Bear asked gently. The endearment was out of his mouth before he was aware of it. Part of his mind registered surprise, yet itfit. The younger man trusted him, looked up to him for guidance and strength and Bear was suddenly determined to protect that trust and confidence.
Cub hesitated slightly, abundantly aware of the chance he was taking; he had difficulty meeting Bears eyes, Could I cum on your boot?
Bear could not completely mask his surprise, Cum on my boot?
Yeah, said Cub, blushing again. Its something Ive always dreamed of doing, and I promise to clean it right off.
Bear took a moment to consider this, and came up with an idea. OK, he said, But I dont want this to be a solo act. You show me yours and Ill show you mine. Well take it from there. Deal?
Cub smiled broadly. This man was fantastic! The young man had dared to reveal his deepest secrets and the big guy had not only not freaked, but seemed to encourage him.
The two men stood up and faced each other, then slowly, hesitantly, reached for each others shirts. They undid the others buttons, and ran their hands over each others chests. MMMmmmmmmm..nice, purred Cub. The young man was seriously impressed with Bears broad chest, firm pecs and dense chest hair. He was surprised to see the older mans face redden; obviously, Bear was not used to being complimented. Cub resolved to change that situation.
For his part, Bear was awash with contradictory feelings. Cub was obviously drawn to the larger mans strength, but also to his vulnerability. It was odd have ones clumsiness deemed attractive, yet at the same time, Bear knew that Cub would never laugh at him were he to stumble (as he often did) in public. He also drew strength from the feeling that Cub felt safe and protected in his presence; it steeled his determination to be worthy of such trust. Maybe this was what was meant to be strong enough to show your weakness. As Bear ran his large hands over Cubs torso, he quickly determined that the smaller man was no pip-squeak; Cubs body was solid and compact. Bear accurately surmised that the younger mans size had led more than a couple bullies to underestimate their preys understated strength. As Cub leaned forward, and snuggled against Bears broad chest, the big man was nearly overwhelmed with gratitude, lust and confusion. This young stud could have any man he glanced at; what does he see in an old fart like ME?? Bear settled himself between gratitude and lust, hugged the younger man even closer, and petted his head. Cub purred and rubbed his beard against Bears chest, returning Bears firm embrace.
Breaking from their hug, the two smiled at each other. Bear lifted Cubs chin and softly kissed him on the lips. Cub reached up, and brought the big mans face to his, kissing Bears lips, and cheeks before moving to his thick neck and nibbling Bears ear. Bear growled lustfully, and reached down for the zipper of Cubs jeans. Naked lust made him impatient, as he roughly tore at the zipper and popped the button; he all but ripped the younger mans briefs off as he pulled them down. Cubs rock-hard dick sprang forth, and stood perpendicular to his body, bobbing for attention. While the young mans dick was thick, and about 7 long, Bears beefy paw engulfed it; the head of his cut dick was barely visible, even with the big mans grip flush with its base. Cub gasped as the warmth of Bears hand surrounded his member as completely and firmly as any anal cavity had. Smiling, Bear stroked Cubs dick, using the barest flexion of his wrist. Despite himself, Cub starting rocking his hips to the rhythm Bear initiated. Bear felt his palm become moist with pre-cum, and Cubs breathing became ragged. The big man smiled, and nibbled at Cubs neck. The smaller mans eyes rolled back in his head and he moaned in ecstasy.
Bear was surprised when Cub started pulling away. He relaxed his grip. Whats wrong? he asked.
I.I dont want to cum, yet, gasped Cub, struggling to maintain control, I have plans for you. Cub stepped out of the puddle of jeans and briefs at his feet. He then reached down, and started working Bears zipper. The big guy bobbed his thick brows and smiled wickedly. Once his slacks were undone, he let them drop and started to step out of them, but the young man stopped him.
No. Keep them on, Cub requested, I like the way they drape over your boots. Cub bent down and lifted Bears slacks up to the mans beefy thighs. While he was down there, he mouthed Bears dick through his tenting boxers. A minor shift had it poking rigidly through the fly. It was cut, a tad longer than Cubs but not quite as thick. Cub was not complaining, nor was he the type to make disparaging comparisons with anyone; he consumed the mans shaft greedily.
Bear gasped and was driven up on his toes. Oh my GAWD! he moaned. Had it been that long, or was the kid that good? It didnt matter; he placed both of his hands on Cubs head and started fucking the young mans face; he felt Cubs hands reach up and cup his ass cheeks. Bear hadnt felt this kind of rutting lust in decades; his mind flashed back 30 years to a down-and-dirty session in a bar rest room: It had been mindless, almost brutal, and very quick; they hadnt even exchanged first names. Bear snapped back to the present; he wasnt that stupid any more, and this man deserved better. He released his grip on Cubs head, and smiled down on the mans questioning face.
Cmon, said Bear, helping Cub up to his feet, You said you had something planned. What is it?
Cub sat down on the boulder/ottoman with his legs together and started spinning a scenario. Imagine yourself out here, alone. Youre a tad lost and had been sitting here in an effort to collect your thoughts. Bear loosely fastened his slacks and sat down. He tried his best to look pensive, but could not suppress a lop-sided grin. It wasnt that he felt foolish, but was merely eager to get to the good stuff.
You hear a sound, and stand up to investigate, the Cub directed. Bear stood up, and looked over to his right, craning his neck to see over and beyond the thick foliage. Maybe, if you put your foot on the boulder, you could see better, suggested Cub, patting his thigh. Bear lifted left foot and rested it on the young mans leg, but the younger man started shifting and Bear had to adjust his balance to compensate.
Hold still, will you? asked the big man, chuckling, I dont want to fall on my ass again. He found his blocky foot sliding off Cubs beefy thigh toward the crevice between his legs. Cub opened his legs slightly every time Bears foot brushed between them. Cub found the brief contact of Bears warm leather boot against his leg inviting and the feel of the roughened sole of his boot invigorating.
What was that? asked Cub, pointing off to Bears right, Did you hear a voice? Maybe they can help you. As he had hoped, Bear leaned forward, while looking to his right, and raised a hand to wave. His foot slipped, and slid into the gap between Cubs thighs. Cub snugged his legs around his prize, trapping Bears foot.
Hey! laughed Bear. He gently tugged at his foot, and looked at Cub questioningly. The look of naked lust on the young mans face gave Bear pause. He may as well have just left the planet; Cubs entire world had briefly shrunk to the booted foot wedged between his legs. Bear sat down and quietly watched the young man as Cub reverently stared at Bears well-shined boot.
Cub had never seen anything so beautiful. The proportions of Bears boot were perfect: Bears foot was wide, with short toes. The stitching and creases over the boots instep played up the width of his foot, while the rounded toe and short toe box of the boot played up the bluntness of the toes within. The shaft of the boot as well as the slacks draped over them played up Bears thick, sturdy ankles, while his beefy calves caused the tops of his boots to strain to encircle his leg. Cub adjusted himself, and rested his rock-hard dick on Bears foot. A drop of pre-cum glistened at the piss slit. Bear shifted his foot slightly, and Cubs dick twitched, bouncing off Bears boot. A slender thread now connected the two men, and both smiled.
Cub pulled himself out of his reverie. Can you free your foot? he asked.
Bear pulled gently at his foot, noting how Cubs dick bobbed in response and how the younger man gasped as the warm leather of his boot brushed against bare flesh. Bear slumped back in his seat, apparently defeated. No, he said, If I hadnt twisted my ankle, I might be able to, but it hurts too much.
I think I can help you, said Cub. You just sit back and let me take over. He leaned forward, his dick sliding over the top of Bears foot. Bear felt the young mans balls come to rest on the toe of his boot, as the head of Cubs dick nestled in a crease at Bears ankle. Bear looked down and smiled down at Cub. He placed his beefy paw on the young mans head and petted him. Bear trusted him completely.
Go ahead, son, he purred, feeling his voice rumble in his chest. Cub parted the fly, and Bears stiff, beefy dick poked out, eager for attention. Cub wrapped his mouth around it, and Bear laid back and moaned. His foot slid forward slightly, and pressed against Cubs balls. As the young man established a rhythm, he rocked his hips and dry-humped the big mans boot.
Try as he might, Bear couldnt hold himself back. It had been too long since he had been truly aroused, and Cubs technique was overwhelming. He found himself helplessly writhing and moaning under the young mans ministrations, his bass voice breaking into high-pitched keening wails. He tried pushing Cub away, to force him to back off, prolong the session, but his beefy hands slid ineffectually off the young mans shoulders as yet another wave of ecstasy washed over him.
For his part, Cub was being taken on the ride of his life. He might as well have been on a wild bull ride, as Bear bucked and heaved under him. Even with his mouth filled to capacity, Cub felt himself smile; he was obviously doing well to drive the big guy to these extremes and he was not about to back off just because he was faced with a challenge. With gleeful determination he doubled his efforts, and hung on for dear life.
Bear was nearing the brink. He bellowed in lust and frustration as he felt himself loosing control. His free foot had worn an arcing groove in the dirt as he kicked and writhed; his fists were sore from pounding the log he was perched on, yet he could not stop. NO! Not yet!! I want it to LAST!! He felt the pressure building; this was going to be bigbigger than anything he had experienced in the past. Behind his lust, Bear was aware of another emotion: fear. Sturdy as we was, could the young man take it? Baby! he gasped, tapping Cubs shoulder franticly, IIm gonna cum! Cub spared the big guy an upward glace and smiled around Bears beefy dick, then plunged forward, crushing his nose against Bears pubes. Bear threw his head back and screamed.
Cub felt Bears balls lift and knew he had only an instant in which to act. He popped Bears raging dick out of his mouth and replaced it instantly with his fist. Bear had arched his back upward, and was on his toes, as the dam burst. Cub gave the surging member a perfectly timed pump and was rewarded with a fountain of cum. Bears first surge shot nearly a meter into the air before arcing downward and raining down on them both. The second was nearly as high and landed on Cubs upturned face. While Bear continued to bellow and writhe, Cub crowed with both awe and satisfaction: Hed done GOOD! Two more plumes of spunk erupted before settling into a warm pulsing flow that coated Cubs fist.
Bears ragged breathing slowly returned to normal. It was a few minutes before he felt strong enough to prop himself up on his elbows. Bear was surprised to discover his cheeks were wet. Embarrassed, he sniffed and wiped away the remnants of tears. Crying?? He wasnt so macho that he was ashamed to cry; he just couldnt remember why he had done so: joy over such an experience, frustration that it couldnt last, anger that it wouldnt happen again? Oh, it would happen again! Bear was determined NOT to let this be a one-night-stand; hed be certain to encounter Cub as often as the young man would permit it.
You OK? asked Cub, That was quite a display you put on.
Oh, I will be, Bear stated, You wrung me dry, and I dont bounce back like I used to.
Cub regarded Bears still-twitching member wryly. I wouldnt worry, he said, Theres still quite a bit of life left in you. He tweaked the big mans dick, which elicited a gasp from the big man.
Will you stop? he laughed, while swatting Cubs hand away, Youll be the death of me yet!
We cant have that, declared Cub, favoring Bear with a lustful grin, Because Im still not done with you. With that, the stocky fellow wrapped a hand behind the heel of Bears boot. Can you free your foot?
Bear pulled weakly against Cubs grip. He was so wrung out, he didnt have to act. No, he admitted, Im still stuck.
Good, growled Cub, Youre not getting away until Im ready. He stroked his dick, letting it brush against Bears booted foot. Despite his fatigue, Bear propped himself up on his elbows and watched, curiosity winning over weariness.
Cubs eyes glazed over, and his hips started to rock. Ive got your foot. Im gonna cum on your boot. Big, sexy boots gonna make me cum It was almost a mantra, and Bear realized that Cub was no longer completely in this world. Still he wanted to help, and so shifted his foot. Cub sucked air between his teeth, and smiled; Bear had guessed well.
Help me, baby, Bear said, keeping his voice low. My foots caught. Can you feel it? He shifted his foot again, and Cub gasped.
Yeah, breathed Cub. I got it. Pull on it again. Let me feel my Daddys boot.
Bear smiled at the honorific. Daddy, huh? Well, he was old enough, and he had called the younger man Son; turnabout was fair play. Besides, he liked the title he felt that he had earned it. He especially liked the idea of being Cubs Daddy Bear.
Bear shifted his foot again, and experimented by sliding his foot forward so that the bridge of his foot pressed against Cubs balls. Cub moaned and clasped his hand around the heel of Bears boot, pulling his foot even closer.
My foot! cried Bear, as Cub leered up at him. Bear tried pulling on his foot a bit harder, and noted how Cub grunted and bucked in response. The small, sturdy man started rocking his hips, grinding against the big mans boot.
Come on, growled Bear, Cum for me! Cum on my bootI want you to. Bear gently lifted his toe and goosed Cub behind his balls. Cub shuddered and moaned.
Daddy! Cub gasped pumping his raging dick in his fist, Im gonna cum! Im gonna cum.cum on you boot.
Cub suddenly stopped dead; his body suddenly ridged, on the brink of ecstasy, but trying to hold back. Cub locked eyes with Bear, pleading. Bear smiled gently, and shifted his foot one more time. He felt Cubs thick dick pulse through his boot. Cub threw his head back and opened his mouth in a silent scream.
A gout of cum shot from Cubs dick and hit the shaft of Bears boot with a solid thunk. A second followed and a third; Bears booted foot was quickly covered with wet ribbons of spunk.
A few minutes later, Bear felt Cubs grip on his heel relax. He gently pulled at his foot and felt no resistance, so he extracted his foot from between Cubs legs and inspected his boot. His instep was covered with splatters and small rivers of milky white. Bear felt the warmth through the leather fading. He smiled down at Cub who was recovering himself.
You made quite a mess, Bear noted.
Oh, Im not quite done, yet, Cub replied, rallying. Bear was a bit amazed at how quickly the younger man was recovering. Oh, to be young againHe thought.
Cub reached for Bears foot, and the big man lifted it and placed it in the young mans hands. Cub bent over the boot and started lapping and sucking at his deposit. Bear initially tried to pull his foot away, attempting to spare Cub this indignity, but Cub shot him a quick glare, and firmly pulled the booted foot toward him, signaling that he would brook no argument in the matter. Bear sat back and sighed, noting that a part of him enjoyed being served so completely.
Cub made quick work of his clean-up, but enjoyed making Bear squirm as he discovered that even through his boot, he could tickle the big guys feet as he dug his tongue along the arch of the boot. Once satisfied, he patted Bears foot. Howd I do? he asked.
Bear inspected his boot. Dang, he said, Better than new. You did good, Son. Cub practically wriggled with joy under the praise.
Pull your jeans back on, and get up here, Bear instructed. Cub eagerly complied, and settled against Bears massive chest as the big guy wrapped his arms around him. They cuddled like this for quite some time, gently stroking each other.
That was fantastic! sighed Cub, as he smiled and twiddled with Bears dense chest hair.
It was, Bear agreed. Id like to do it again.very soon. He hoped Cub didnt hear how his heart was hammering as he gathered the courage to ask his Big Question. I dont want to have to worry about when, or if Ill ever see you again. Would you considermoving in with me?
Cub was very quiet. Do you mean it? he asked.
More than Ive meant anything in my life, Bear said softly. I cant imagine living another day without you being part of my life. The world seemed to stop. There was no sound; even the birds had gone quiet.
Suddenly, Cub sobbed. Oh, God, YES! he cried, hugging Bear fiercely. You have no idea how long Ive dreamed of a man like you!
A fat tear rolled down Bears cheek, as he gently patted his Cubs head, and cooed to him. He gathered the smaller man into his arms and rocked him like a child. Everything would be fine, just fine. They had all the time in the world, now.
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