Cubby Will Fuck Your Dad

This story is Complete Fiction any resemblance to any person or event is coincidental. This story is COMPLETE fiction.

I could not stop thinking about fucking Dave earlier that day. I had to take an extra shower before going to the bar. As I soaped up my body I got a hard on and jacked off again. Damn that mans ass was sweet.

I got out of the shower toweled off and pulled out an old pair of 501’s , a muscle shirt that I found in a used clothing store for a bar that closed before I got my first blow job. Now for the universal debate briefs, jockstrap or commando. I chose my favorite jockstrap that always made me feel sexy. It is worn out, has piss and cum stains, and some frayed holes… but it is my lucky jockstrap… don’t judge me. I was lacing up my boots when I looked at the clock… fuck I better call an Uber.

The Uber arrived at the perfect time. I gave him the address to the bar. On the ride I looked out the window at the guys on the streets… yes, no, no, yes, yes, yes… a beefy muscle bear assortment… hell yes. We arrived at the bar just as I was drooling over one of my beefy muscle bear obsessions Billy Wong. His ass gives me a boner. If any of you were expecting a “I fucked my Uber driver story.”… tonight is not the night.

I got out of the Uber and walked into the bar. I scanned the room and saw all the familiar faces. It wasn’t that crowded yet so I headed straight for the bar. Monster was behind the bar. I am one of the few people who go to the Boner that is taller than Monster. He is a 6’4” with a powerlifters body and his body is covered from his neck to his toes with with Japanese style tattoos of Old Universal monsters. That isn’t how he got the nickname… it is because of his twelve inch thick cock and bull balls. The best part of that big dick is… he NEVER uses it, he is a total cum pig bottom, that likes to cock tease other bottoms. He is a bit of an asshole.

“Hey Monster, is David here yet?”

“Not yet Cubby… what can I get ya’?”

A blow job

“I’ll have a hard cider in a pint glass with two shots of fireball.”

Yeah I like hard cider more than beer… what of it?

I leaned over the bar and gave the Monster a quick kiss… If I am lucky he’ll pop out his denture and give me a good gum job later on tonight. The Monster is an ex cage fighter who lost most of his teeth bare knuckle fighting when he was wasted. Who’s complaining? he gives the best head and has no gag reflex.

He served my drink right up, just as he finished some motherfucker grabbed my ass. The motherfucker doesn’t know me. If he did he’d know I’ll let someone rim my dirty ass, but if anyone is getting fingered or fucked that will be him. Oh well, can’t blame him I’d grab my hot ass. I grabbed my drink and moved towards the back patio.

The Boner is a typical levi and leather bar. The walls are painted black with gay erotic art on the walls. A long bar against one of the walls with stools filled by drunk regulars. A motor cycle turned into seating. Dark lighting with spot lights over the pool table. Three pinball machines. A coat check who had a guy in it that smelled like body odor, weed, and tonight poppers…. Nearly Naked Ned must be working tonight… he would be a completely naked otter but David made him wear a jockstrap.

I headed out to the big back patio Tommy and Toby were already there passing the peace pipe. In every bar that has bears you will find guys who smoke weed and like to share. It is part of them being sociable. I approach the clump of bears… Fuck my ass was grabbed again by one of the anonymous ones again. Every bar has the anonymous ones. They don’t have friends but they are there all the time. The human statue was there also. I call him that because he looks like a Tom of Finland statue, he stays in the same place, always wearing sun glasses doesn’t react to anyone and he is rumored to be a total fucking asshole who thinks he is better and hotter than anyone. David says he is rude to the staff and he would kick the fucker out but he doesn’t do anything.

“Tommy, Toby… whats up?” Imagine Santa Clause in leather and you have Tommy and Toby. Both smiled when they saw me.

“CUBBY BOY.” they both yelled in unison. Toby quickly said “My cock now you’re here big boy.” You gotta love dirty old bears. Tommy took a hit on the pipe and passed it to their friend Benny. Benny looks like a skinny member of ZZTop and is always wearing a Crocodile Dundee hat. Benny is the most mellow old hippy otter with a gigantic bulge. Legend has it he sucked off a famous Woodstock performer… he won’t say names but he also doesn’t say who it wasn’t. His Wigstock van was called the Oscar Wild Orgy Room. He was an old pot dealer that used to sell to AIDs patients, old ladies and Bears. Now cannabis is legal and he is a legit business man with a successful business.

Toby, Tommy, and Ben will always talk about how things were hotter before decadence became legal. I heard all of their stories and I should tell you them sometime.

Tommy coughed and said “have you seen David yet and his establishment father.” he made a quick giggle “Stop it Tommy… Dude how many accountants have we fucked at an orgy… tons baby.” and he chuckled. Ben then added “Man, those accountants really know how to spread the sheets.” and they busted out laughing. “Cubby is that your apple candy drink…. I let him have a sip through the straw. “Mmmmmm yummy.” Ben said. We all started laughing.

I had to take a piss so I headed over to the bathroom that was accessible in the back patio. It was actually a narrow passageway. with no door, painted black, it had a small sink, a long urinal trough with a mirror tilted so you can see each others dick. Most of the light in the outside bathroom came from the door and a small dim light. I walked in and there were two guys already in there . One was man was on his knees gulping down the other guys piss. It was hot watching them but I had to piss. I walked up and stood next to the guy standing up and now was getting a blow job. I couldn’t help thinking “Dudes, go to the dark room.”.

I whipped out my dick and started to piss and I got pee shy, which was odd for me. The man getting a blow job grunted and soon after the two brushed past me and went back into the patio. I scooted down to make room for another guy. Just as I started to piss, another man ducked into the bathroom and stood next to me. I glanced over and he was looking good. I started getting a chubby. When I finished pissing I shook my dick and pulled my foreskin back and forth. I noticed he was getting hard too. his hand reached out for my cock. He grabbed it and started jacking it off. I spinned around to face him and he was on his knees sucking my dick. “Dude, lets go to the dark room.” I moved around him and washed my hands and left the bathroom. If he wanted my dick he knew where to find it.

The Boner has one of the few Dark Rooms still in San Francisco. It is a long covered alley way that you access from an exit door, There were already some guys standing against the brick wall between the buildings. Only three of them were doing anything, The man from the bathroom walks in and headed straight for me. I unbuttoned my 501s and pulled my dick out. I look him right in the eyes and pointed to my hardening cock. He walked up and got on his knees and started to suck my dick. He gagged trying to deep throat my cock. You have to love a guy who loves a challenge. This guy knew what he was doing. He would twist his heads he went down on my cock and then starting bobbing up and down. His mouth was really wet and he gave a sloppy blowjob. I could tell he was getting close and just as he came he deep throated my dick and I felt him orgasming, That made me cum and I shot a load down his throat.

He immediately stood up and wiped his mouth. Gave me a quick smile and then moved onto the next man who had his dick out. I love a good cum pig. I’m not looking for a boyfriend or partner but pigs make the best boyfriends. Some might say a nice appropriate homosexual would make the best partner but that isn’t true, I had one of those and he lied, judged all of my friends and then cheated on me. When he cheated he did one of those dramatic soap opera style confessions some gay men do… he did the (deep breath) and said “This is so tough for me.” In a voice that reminded me of a tampon commercial “This has been weighing on me (sigh) I slept with a man while on my trip home.” and he started crying. Then when I said “OK… did you have fun? What was his dick like?” in a friendly tone with a bit of a chuckle. He looked at me angrily “What??? you don’t give a shit. You fucking asshole.” He was absolutely livid. He was furious because I did not get mad. Say what you will about pigs, they don’t lie and good tempered. About a month later I learned he was the fuck boy of the campus Log Cabin Republicans & Delta Lambda Phi…. classic.

My new friend was slurping down another dick and offered up his ass to the man he was sucking on earlier. One guy was slowly grinding my new friends ass and the other man was appreciating a skillful blow job. The man on his ass started to pong him harder and new friend broke away from the other mans cock and let out a loud moaning… then returned to sucking the other mans cock. The first guy started to stiffen and grunt. he came up my new friends ass. The other guys fuck face looked like he was surprised as he shot his load down new friend throat. All there men started hugging and kissing each other as they basked in the afterglow. I decided this was my time to brake away and see if David was here yet. I walked out into the back patio.

I could see a crowd where my friends were standing and David turned around smiled and waved. That man standing next to him must be his Dad. The older man turned around and….

“Holy fucking shit.”