The Virgin Man and the Reserved Bear

It was his first time, and he was nervous but eager. He had some much sexual energy he needed to express, and since he was a virgin in his 30s and watched a load of gay fetish porn, he was looking forward to experiencing action for the first time.

The parking lot was small and cramped, but he found a narrow spot and squeezed himself in. It was one spot over to the main road, and the parking lot would empty out over time. Withered leaves blew across the ground as he made his way to the building containing the bathhouse.

The building contained one doored entrance to the bathhouse and another open entrance to an adjacent bar that played loud, thumping music. The man hoped the music wouldn’t be too loud to disrupt his experience.

He walked up to the entrance to the bathhouse, where beside it a barred window allowed transactions to take place with the bathhouse attendant. There were sperate fees if the man wished to have a locker or a room; since the locker was the cheaper option, the man paid the fee, took his towel and condoms, and entered the bathhouse.

The bathhouse held the familiar chlorine smell it had when he signed up to be a club member; he previously only got in so far as to just use the ATM immediately on the other side of the door to make a payment, but now he could fully explore the bathhouse.

Rather than find a locker immediately, he took a walk around. The ceilings were low, and the halls were dingy and barely lit by a series of small flush mount lights on the walls and neon lights. Occasionally, he would come across a monitor displaying hardcore pornography with long vinyl seats lined along the opposing walls, the man immediately thought those would be an excellent place to get blow jobs. The halls were not particularly busy, he maybe bumped into only three men in towels at most. He was surprised there were no sounds of grunts and groans emitting from any of the rooms, then again, he was here at around 1 am.

The man took note where the showers were and where some lockers were almost immediately after. He then came across a hot tub, reached via a staircase in a room also filled with lockers, not attended but filled with bubbles. Taking note, he returned to the lockers near the shower (more were available there), chose his locker, and put his loose belongings into the locker. He then stripped down and put on a swimsuit. The man knew he would probably eventually discard the swimsuit and must carry it around with him, and that it might be a nuisance, but it was his first time, and you never be too careful with a little clothing.

Once he fully changed and put all his belongings into the locker, his mind swirled with anticipation. Where should he go? What should he do? How does this work? And most importantly, would he be able to release his sexual pleasure? Would his desires not disturb anyone?

Eventually answering the first question, he headed toward the hot tub, swimsuit clad and carrying the towel. Returning to the hot tub area and then climbing the stairs, the man noticed it was no longer unattended; another man was already there. They briefly exchanged the briefest glance before the man noticed a rack from which he could hang his towel. The other man’s towel was there; the man’s first impulse was to take a big whiff of the towel to excite him, but he wasn’t sure if the other man was looking or if he would approve.

With everything in place, he went to the hot tub’s entrance, descended the railing into the hot tub, found a seat, and then submerged himself up to his shoulders in the effervescent tub. He glanced over at the other man.

His eyes were brilliant green just like the man’s, his hair a dark brown color and unkempt, and had a slight stubble on his chin and cheeks. His arms, laid across the hot tub, lacked muscle but were deliciously thick. With the spare chest hair that spanned other man’s pecks, the man assumed the other man to be a bear, the swirling bubbles preventing him from being more of this friendly looking hunk. The man would therefore refer to his hunk as a teddy bear.

They glanced at each other, glaring into eyes. The bear smiled, before reverting to stare at the water. The man took this to mean the bear was reserved. It was alright; though the man did lack a lot of social interaction, he knew he did not want it to be like this, just awkwardly sitting and staring and not saying anything, and he had a plan.

The man did take note the hot tub was barely wide for him to float on the surface. And thus, that it was he did, allowing the bubbles of the tub to elevate his body to the surface. The man looked back at this reserved bear. The bear did look back at the man and smiled, but the man couldn’t tell if the bear was taking this blatant tease.

The man wanted to know what he could do to make this bear seem less confined. Was he into feet? Hands? Belly buttons? Nipples? Shower play? Water works? Vore? Stomping? BDSM? He wanted to know now!

“Do you like?” the man eventually blurted out, bobbing his body slightly up and down in the water to make some tiny splashes.

“Oh yes” the bear said, politely but not necessarily with confidence.

“Can I sit right next to you?” the man asked, putting his body down back below the water.

The bear nodded, and the man shifted to sit on the bear’s right side, away from the stairs. He felt the bear’s skin below the water, very smooth and fizzy with bubbles. He started to rub the bear’s feet with his own foot.

“You like?” the man asked, and before he finished the bear reached over and was starting to rub the area between the man’s pecs.

“I do” the bear said.

The bear started to touch the man around the groin area, touching and rubbing the man’s groin.

“Oh!” the bear exclaimed feeling a bit comfortable when we felt the man’s penis through the swimsuit.

A few seconds passed and the bear asked the man “May I?”

The man, thankful for the man’s consent, allowed the bear to slowly started to take off his swimming suit. By this point, he was ecstatic – it was not just another wet dream, he was in the hot tub with another sexy hunk! it was happening! He was going to go all the way!

Once the swimsuit was removed, the bear began to stroke the man’s shaft.

Something was wrong.

The man’s penis was uncut and rather smaller then usually when flaccid, however when erect, it could become a monster. However, each time the bear stroked he dragged a little bit of the foreskin with him, causing a bit of pain for the man.

The man thought the bear was coming on to quickly, the man needed to be properly aroused first. To do this, the man backed off, explained the discomfort, and started to make light conversation with the bear. The man learned the bear visited the bathhouse irregularly due to his job at a food packaging plant that had unusual shifts, and each visit to the bathhouse was a treat. He was 36 years old, 5 years older than the man, and the bear also lived much closer to the bathhouse then the man did. The bear tended to have mixed feelings about the place when it was empty; he enjoyed the atmosphere and having the hot tub to himself, but he paid the price for a reason; and usually he wanted the other to make the first move.

The man found he could relate deeply with this bear’s reservations, and asked “do you have any kinks or fetishes?”

The bear shrugged and said, “I don’t know”.

The man asked the bear if liked anything he did, but the bear seemed to not know much about kinks and fetishes.

Looking to awaken something within that not even the bear was aware of, the man thought of which of his kinks and fetishes he could express within the hot tub. The man stood up in the tub, his wet glistening body dripping seductively. He slowly turned around on the spot, making sure the bear had a good view.

“Find any part of me you like?” the man asked.

“Yes” the bear said, still in a nervous tone.

The man partly leaned against the edge of the tub, arching his back so that his butt crack and testicles could be more easily viewed by the bear and asked to the bear “You like?”

“May I?” the bear asked.

“Go ahead” the man teased.

As predicted, the bear reached out and grabbed the man’s large, loose balls and started tugging them, and then the man proceeded to engulf the balls in his mouth and sucked on them. The man signed in relief – this was SO much better! He especially liked as the bear occasionally licked further up the perineum; he felt the brushing of the man’s stubble against his cheeks to be ticklish and pleasurable.

After a while, the bear eventually had enough, and the man returned to his position. The man asked to the bear “Do you mind if I show you what I like?”

“Sure, go ahead” the bear said.

Taking his right index finger, the man traced around the bear’s ear, going inside the lobe, then across his cheek, and then to his philtrum, where the bear, seemingly aware, flared his nostril wide open. The man then inserted his finger gently and tickled his nose hair. Then, he moved back down the philtrum, and moved his finger across the bear’s luscious lips.

The man did this because he wished he could be tiny and explore and go inside this bear’s body. The man also had a thing for boogers and spit, but those weren’t even the things that really got the man rock-hard.

Thinking the bear was all warmed for more, the man seductively asked, “Do you want to feel what really drives me wild?”

“Yes please” the bear said, in a clearly more elated and comfortable state.

He started by putting his hand on the bear’s furry chest, rubbing it back and forth between the bear’s pecs, then he started slowly rubbing down, past below the surface of the water, slowly and slowly and slowly, and then down to his stomach, still beneath the water, he found the bear’s belly button. He changed his hand into a pointed index finger, and then, softly at first, traced the circumference, before inserting it and then pushing it deep into the bear’s belly button.

He asked the bear “do you like it?”

The bear closed his eyes, breathed in deeply, and shifted around a bit before he gave a nod of approval and a “it’s alright”.

The man pushed his finger deeper into the bear, and then made the digging motions with his finger motions of trying to pick something out of his bear’s belly button; he liked the feeling of resistance his bear belly gave.

He asked the bear “do you understand what I like?”

The bear responded, “I think so.”

He then said, “I would like you to try it.”

And taking the finger out of the bear’s belly button and sitting back against the tub with his arms extended out along the sides so the bear could have full mobility, the bear reached over and attempted to repeat the motions, this time on the man.

The man closed his eyes and tilted his head back. He felt the bear’s hands go between his nipples, then slowly down below the bubbly surface of the hot tub down below the water, all the while the bear’s hands slowly rubbed against his chest.

“He’s doing great” the man thought to himself. Then the bear found his belly button and then-

Pure ecstasy erupted through his naked body as the bear’s fingernails shoved deep into the cracks of his belly button, becoming stronger with the increasing hardness and sharpness with each repetitive poke; previously, he longed felt this only by doing himself, but now with something doing it to him and understanding his sexual desire completely, it was now spontaneous – his penis became more erect then ever before, and he lusted for more.

After moaning “fuck yeah” he slowly and surely turned his head to the bear, and leaned in, his lips grazing the bear’s stubble; as if understanding, the bear also moved his lips towards the man’s and gave his lips a soft peck.

What started as a peck and became a series of fuller and more compassionate kisses between the two, and before long the man, in his state of euphoria, started push his tongue into the bear’s mouth; the bear happily responded with his own tongue, and there now French kissing, the man puts his arms around the bear, and now they were in full embrace.

The taste of the bear’s tongue was exotic and pleasant for the man; this was the first time, and he found the tongue of the bear to be pleasantly soft and prickly, and the taste of the bear’s saliva and the occasionally brief nip of teeth on the tongue and lips only enhanced the experience, and with the ticklish sensations of the bear’s stubble also mixed in – he was now so elated he barely cared that his belly button had stopped being fingered for a while.

They continued tonguing each other for a few minutes, and in their embrace the man briefly felt their penises touch below the water. Then a thought came to the man’s mind – he hadn’t seen the man’s full naked body yet!

He gently pushed away and then asked of the man “Hey I haven’t seen you yet. Can I check you out?”

The bear nodded and said “certainly”. He then stood up fully in the hot tub, the pouring of water of his naked body giving him a god-like feel. It was a true bear bod – not too muscular and not too fat, lightly furry throughout his pecs and down throughout his stomach – his belly button was of the hollow type with a bit of a hood, as opposed to the man’s being mostly oval and deep throughout- it was still an innie like the man’s all in all, and unlike them the man he had a treasure trail that extended down to his pubes and penis. His penis was uncut and of reasonable girth - it would be hard for the man to tell if this was the result of an erection.

The man knew what he wanted to do.

He stood up and asked the man “Do you want to have a shower?”

The bear said “Sure” and turned around to exit the tub – following him out, the man great a great view of the man’s plumb, voluptuous butt cheeks – the man’s penis bounced slightly in excitement of what he was planning to do.

They made their way the shower room, the bear’s jiggling butt cheeks making the man more aroused. They settled for a nozzle close to the racks so the man could hang his swimsuit. The bear turned the shower knob, but no water emerged.

“What the fuck?” he asked incredulously. “Guess we have to use the steam room.”

They entered the steam room. It was humid and hot as expected, but it was perfect for what the man wanted to do.

“Just stand against the wall” the man ordered with a hint of seduction to this voice. The bear did as he was told, and the man then got down to his knees, and then put his hands on the bear’s stomach around the belly button. With not a moment too soon, he lunged his head forward, stuck his tongue out, and jammed it deep, deep, DEEP into the bear’s belly button.

The man could immediately tell the bear experienced a tremendous jolt of pleasure throughout his body, as the bear swayed a little, and let out a deep groan and a murmur of “fuck yeah” as the man shoved his tongue into every crevasse and crack of the bear’s belly button it could find. While it was a unique experience and taste the man could previously only have dreamed about, the humidity of the steam room greatly added to the moment, with the bear’s increasing perspiration mixing with the man’s spit making the man just want into that belly button harder and deeper.

Eventually, both men felt such pleasure that precum was starting to emerge and drip from their penises, and the man, feeling the bear’s precum dripping onto his skin, knew what would be exhilarating for the bear. The man pulled his tongue out and started licking the area surrounding the belly button, before coming across the bear’s treasure tail, and then slowly he descended the bear’s treasure trail, the bear jiggling and moaning heavily, clearly excited by what would come next.

Eventually, the man came to where the bear’s treasure trail merged into his pubes, and burying his tongue deep within said pubes, his tongue reached the start of the bear’s shaft. The man could tell it was stiff and fully erect, and slowly started to slide his tongue along the bear’s penis, each lick getting further along the bear’s veiny, stiff shaft, eventually getting to the glands, and eventually to the very tip, where precum was slowly dangling and dropping with each jiggle of the bear. And, taking a brief breath, the man opened his mouth, and slowly, the man’s lips engulfed the bear’s penis, moving along the shaft all the way back to the pubes, the man ensuring maximum saliva and heavy breathing as it went along.

A curiosity had been fulfilled with consummate passion; the man had always wondered what performing fellatio was like, and now here he was, having the time of his life. He didn’t imagine it having such a rubbery sensation, but for sixty of so seconds, it was bliss, with the sensation of the bear’s slaty precum dripping down his throat adding to the euphoria.

But then, another curiosity popped into the bears head that needed fulfilling. His slowly took his lips of the bear’s penis, a trail of the man’s spit and the bear’s precum thing out and then separating with his action. And the man stood up and asked the bear.

“Can I lick your hole?”

“Sure!”

It was the bear didn’t even need to be asked. He turned his back around and faced the wall and bended his knees. The man went right back down to his own knees, and forcefully spread the bear’s plumb cheeks apart, where between them, the bear’s tight anus stood, opened a bit from the spreading. Has he had done with the bear’s belly button, the man lunged his forward, tongue out and ready, and shoved his face between the bear’s cheeks.

While the bear’s ass crack was sweaty and damp from both the hot tub and the sauna, it could never matter with the man. He was wanted to be within this bear, what with burrowing his tongue deeper into the man’s pooper. It was grace, it was ecstasy, and based on the bear’s loud moaning the man knew he felt the same

Eventually, the man started to also lick the bear’s soft perineum, licking all the way down the bear’s testicles and back again. He also started to give hickeys on the bear’s butt cheeks, smacking them once while exclaiming “Fuck, your butt cheeks are so plump!” while the bear muttered lustfully “Fuck yeah!”, while the jiggling of the cheeks made the bear want to dive it more.

Eventually the inevitable happened.

“I’ve ran out of spit.”

The bear signed.

“Well fuck.”

The man gave a little mischievous smile, and said to the bear,

“Want to do the same to me?”

And the bear exclaimed jovially:

“FUCK YEAH!”

And so, the bear attempted to be the giver this time, and for the man it was yet another one of the curiosities that was satiated. While the bear did not shove his tongue into the man’s belly button, he did perform fellatio and rimmed him as the man had down him, and for what unpleasant feeling the man experienced, like the occasional scrape of teeth along his shaft, it was assuaged by the bear’s hot, warm breath and full-on effort in giving what the man wanted – it was pure bliss, but for whatever reason, the man just could not comfort himself to perform an orgasm.

Eventually, the sauna was started to overwhelm the both of them, with the bear eventually offering the suggestion first.

“Want to go back out into the shower room?”

“Yes” the man replied.

The pair slipped out of the sauna and went to the shower with the faulty cap so the man could retrieve his swimsuit; however, the man soon took the bear’s hand, and the bear turned around. Looking deep into each others’ eyes, the two soon found themselves embracing and making out under the shower. The man through all his passion into his kiss and pressed his body hard into the bear’s; the man wanted to remember this, wishing it could last. He could almost feel the bear’s heartbeat beating with as much lust as his. While still in an embrace, the man put his chin onto the bear’ shoulder and whispered into the bear’s ear – “I love you.”

“I love you too” the bear whispered back.

“Thanks for all this”

The two men ended their serene embrace, and, not knowing what else to do, returned to the hot tub.

The man remembered the rest of the night as one in the hot tub; he liked that he could sit on the bear’s lap, slightly lay back, and let the bear finger his belly button when requested. The man would eventually also allow the bear to stroke the man’s penis, even though it still bought an occasional stinging sensation. The only other real company in the hot tube at one point was another bather whom the bear recognized, and with whom the three would eventually tease other, though nothing serious.  Eventually, it started to get late and the man’s desire for sleep overtook his desire for sex.

“Man, that was fun, but I think it’s time for me to get going” the man said to the bear.

“OK. Want me to see you off?”

“That would be great.”

The two exited the hot tub, with the man also getting his swimsuit, and made their way through the maze of corridors back to the man’s locker.

Many questions rose though the man’s head in those last moments. Was he leaving too soon? Would he have had fun had he gotten a room? What would it have been like if he could relax his dick? Should he go to the vinyl couches and try to get a blowjob there? Should he get this guy’s number?  He decided against the lattermost to protect the bear’s anonymity, but all those questions still swirled around in his head, but only arose to his head.

While changing back into his clothes, the man noticed the bear trying to rub one out. Remembering what happened earlier during the visit, he said to the bear. “I’m sorry I couldn’t reach orgasm for you.”

“Oh, don’t worry about it” the bear replied. “As long as you were thrilled, I was too”.

Now nearly fully dressed, the man said, “I Hope we can see each other again.”

“Oh, I’m here about this time if I come here. Depends on whatever happens at the packaging factory. So, I’m sure it would be nice if we could see each other gain.”

The man once again thanked the bear for the night, and now fully dressed, took his leave.

For the many times that the man would return to the bathhouse for further sexual escapades, he unfortunately would not come across the bear, despite efforts to enter the bathhouse at the same time he saw the bear. It was sad, but he would remember the encounter as his first and best.