Werebear

First Contact

I first met the werebear four years ago.  I had recently moved to a small city in the northeast and was exploring the local community.  I’m not much for bars and was thinking my cruising days were behind me.  I had a couple of gay friends at work, but I wasn’t interested in them for sex.  I asked them what there was in town and they mentioned a couple of bars, and a few cruising areas, a gay men’s chorus, and even a couple of churches.  Nothing sounded interesting to me, so I continued to search the various singles and hook up sites on-line for local action, but I was coming up with nothing.  After a few weeks of frustration, I decided to break down and try one of the cruising areas.  After all, a quickie with a stranger was better than nothing at all.

One of the porn shops in town had a reputation for fairly active viewing booths and some outdoor fun after dark behind the building.  There was also a small park nearby which often hosted the overflow from the store in the summer, and I figured my chances were probably pretty good at one or the other of these places.  It had been a while since I went cruising but the preparation routine came back quite quickly.  After I made sure I was clean inside and out, I found my lucky jock strap, the one I hardly ever washed, and pulled on the tightest jeans I had.

The store had no windows, or at least, the windows were all covered with posters and signs.  There were a few cars parked in front and each section of the store was playing host to a scattering of folks, quietly contemplating the offerings.  There was a straight couple looking at lingerie and dildos.  He was clearly horny while she kept giggling at anything he pointed to.  A couple of middle-aged ladies were also having fun imagining how each of the toys might find a use in their homes.  They were clearly old friends out for a lark.  A young straight woman was also exploring the toys.  She seemed reluctant to be there and was being encouraged by her gay friend.  He was enjoying showing her the various features on a variety of toys and watching her blush when the explanation got too graphic for her.  Presiding over it all were a pair of fairly flamboyant twinks, and a stern lesbian.

It made for an interesting gathering, but these were not the people I wanted to check out.  I started paying attention to the quieter patrons.  The single men, who wandered up and down the aisles of videos and magazines.  They were supposedly shopping, but they all had hard-ons pushing out the front of their trousers.  Some were more obvious than others.  Some were trying to hide it while others were clearly massaging it with a hand in a pocket. 

I kind of chuckled to myself as I watched them steal furtive glances at each other.  It was all so familiar.  A couple of these guys would do, but I wanted to see what else was going on before committing to anything.  I decided to buy a small container of lube and some fruit flavored condoms before heading out to explore the outdoor spaces.  The twink that was working the register smiled and flirted with me a bit.  He called himself Starlight and identified as a radical fairy.  He introduced me to his friend, “This is Twinkle-toes, he likes to paint his toenails all different colors.  See?” 

We made polite conversation for a few minutes and I asked them if they knew of any gathering places for bears in the immediate vicinity.  “Do I?”  Starlight laughed and gave his friend a knowing look.  “You’ve come to the right place.  The park just behind the store is a regular haunt for bikers and bears.  None of them in here yet, it’s too early for most of them, but I’ll bet there’s a few outside already.

“Thanks,” I said, “I don’t need a bag, I’ll just put these in a pocket.”

“Of course you will.”  They looked at each other and snickered.  “Good luck out there,” one of them wished as I left the building.    There had been an undeniable sexual buzz inside the store, but it was faint and playful.  Perhaps if I had taken the time to explore the viewing booths…but that could wait for another night.  I was looking for something more raw.  To be honest, I just wanted a dick up my ass.  In the end I was at the point where I would settle for just about any dick, but I was hoping to find a nice muscle bear.  Someone with a tight beard, tattoos, and a big enough dick to keep my fantasies going for a while. 

The fey folk were right.  Almost everyone out here was a biker or a bear.  As I began to stroll through the park there were small groups of guys standing close together.  Some were talking, others were just looking at each other with clear lust in their eyes.  The sexual charge out here was much more palpable, as was the air of testosterone.  Deeper in the shadows I could make out guys jerking each other off and giving head.  The full moon made visible what otherwise would have been quite impossible to see. 

It was all very low key and quiet, and as I began to get my bearings, I identified a couple of groups that I might approach.  Suddenly something shifted.  Everyone went silent and the air began to vibrate.  A new guy had joined us behind the store.  He was the most beautiful muscle bear I had ever seen.  His tight tank top highlighted his perfectly sculpted torso and allowed tufts of thick dark hair to peek out from all the right places.   He wore tight jeans and it was clear that he wasn’t wearing underwear.  The outline of his massive hard cock was clearly visible running down one of his legs, and at the tip was a small wet spot which was getting wetter as I looked. 

He didn’t speak, but made eye contact with everyone there, one by one.  Clearly, they all knew him, and he knew all of them.  I think he was trying to decide who to fuck first.  He started to move toward a leather-clad biker a few feet away from me when I caught his eye.  He stopped and stared hard at me.  My heart began to pound uncontrollably.  Even from this distance I could smell the musk and sweat of his body.  It was intoxicating.  The biker was visibly disappointed when the muscle bear moved toward me, and I looked at him apologetically.  Before I could say anything, the bear swept in and maneuvered me against the back wall of the store.  It was clear what he had in mind and that suited me just fine.  I began to reach for the condoms.  He leaned in close, pressing his body against mine and placed his forearms on the wall on either side of my head.

“You won’t need those.” He whispered, his lips grazing my ear as he spoke.  “All you want is my hot cum in your ass.  All you want is a part of me in you, to be mine, forever.” 

“Yes,” I thought, "that's is all I want."  The heat of his body pressed against mine was unendurably exciting.  I was adrift in the cloud of his sweat and breath, my only anchor his hard throbbing dick grinding against mine.   He lowered one hand and squeezed a nipple.  The sudden shock made me open my eyes.  I hadn’t realized I had closed them. 

He looked deep into my eyes and said it clearly.  “I want your ass.  I want to fuck you hard and fill you with scalding hot cum.  And when I cum inside you you’re going to cum without even touching yourself.”  He slipped inside my pants, cupping my ass in his hand, while allowing one finger to begin probing the depths.  “Is that what you want?”

 It was so what I wanted.  There was no denying it.  I couldn’t speak.  There were at least twenty men standing around watching, which made it even more exciting.  I reached down and undid his belt.  He backed up just a hair to give me room to undo his pants.  As they dropped to his ankles his dick sprung out as if it had a mind of its own.  His scent grew stronger with the addition of pre-cum and dried cum.  Clearly, he had already done quite a bit of fucking tonight, but if he was up for more that was fine by me. 

He took me by the shoulders and turned me to face the wall.  The anticipation was electric.  Not just for me, but I could feel it coming from the guys who were watching.  On the edges I could see they were rubbing their dicks through their pants and a couple even had their cocks out and were stroking at full force.  I got the feeling the bear’s wasn’t going to be the only dick I got that night. 

As he began to undo my pants a sudden commotion broke the spell.  The biker came up from behind and grabbed the bear by the balls, giving them a sharp tug.  “You were going to fuck me!  Fuck me first, dammit!”  The bear spun around and grabbed the biker by the throat, pinning him to the will beside me.  The biker didn’t hesitate, he grabbed the bear’s dick and started stroking it wildly.  “Fuck me, you mother-fucker! “  The bear obliged, ripping the bikers leather pants off and unceremoniously ramming his monster dick up the bikers ass without so much as a finger to prepare the way.  The others crowded around, cheering the bear on and abusing the biker. 

By this time, I had crumpled to the ground.  As the others gathered around, I found myself lost in a sea of legs and flapping cocks.  I was dazed and trying to figure out what had happened, when I felt a pair of hands drag me from the fray and usher me through the back door of the porn shop.  As my eyes adjusted to the brilliance of the back room I recognized Starlight and Twinkle-toes.  They sat me in a chair by one of the viewing booths and poured some cold water over my head.  Then they offered me the rest of the bottle to drink.

“That was close,” Starlight said.  “He almost made you one of them.”

“He what?”  I didn’t understand.  “What are you talking about?”

“The werebear, he almost got you,” Twinkle-Toes chimed in.  “It’s a good thing we had the presence of mind to realize there was a full moon tonight.”

“A full moon?  What the hell are you talking about?  I wanted to be fucked tonight!”

“Yeah,” warned Starlight, but do you ever want to do anything else again, or do you want to be nothing more than a mindless fucking machine?”  They looked at me with pity.  My head was still fuzzy from the intense sexual buzz of the frenzy out back and they could tell.  “No arguments.  You’re coming with us.  We get out in a few minutes and there’s someone you have to meet.” 

“Who?” I protested weakly, but Twinkle-Toes was heading for the front.  “I’ll see if Dee Dee can let us out a little early.  She can handle it, it’s a quiet night.”  Starlight stayed by my side and refused to say anything more.