Into the Bear's Cave

October 16th, 2014

This evening my friend Peter took me out for dinner, it had been a long while since we last saw each other and it was wonderful to catch up over supper.  The meal he treated me to was one of intimacy and it felt more like a romantic date the longer we spent time at the table.  I had experienced my very first real hangover that morning, so in my weakened state his gentle nature and romantic care was a very welcome gift.

We decided over dinner that I would be going home with him, and we headed back to my apartment to grab an overnight bag.  Once we arrived at his beautiful home, he kissed me gently and deeply before he stripped me down to my jock, leaving only my baseball cap.  He took off his clothes and revealed the big, burly bear under his professional suit.  He took me in his broad embrace and guided me deeper into his man cave, to a glorious, gigantic bed.

I found myself blindfolded and molested, my body his eager plaything.  He collared me, and passionately sucked my manhood which pushed me ever further into ecstasy until I peaked and could hold it in no longer.  I burst, and shot down his throat, several loads that had been in waiting for a long time, it was so overwhelming and I loved every moment of it!  I was completely exhausted, my entire being was helpless and vulnerable, I could barely move let alone stay conscious.  He took gentle care of me, and we fell asleep together.

In the morning the gentlebear continued his sweet care of me.  He happily brewed us a morning cup of coffee before we shared a wonderfully intimate, dimly lit shower together.  He then drove me home after a light breakfast together.

I really enjoy the romantic side of this piggish bear.  He's a real catch and a gentleman with a great kink streak!


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