"Shower on a Hot Summer Day"
The late June heat wave has been brutal. With your building's AC unit out of order, you decide to take a trip out to the country to stay with me until it has been repaired. It is late in the evening and we've spent hours drinking cheap beer and listening to the crickets come out and chirp. As darkness falls my sweat and body odor becomes too much for even me, and I tell you that I am going to hop in the shower. Leaving you on the living room couch, buzzed from beer, I walk down the hallway and into the bathroom, closing the door behind me.
The sound of running water from down the hall triggers a primal sensation within you. Unfortunately, your bladder is not your friend tonight, and you feel the urgency to relieve yourself of your beer. Standing up you look down the hall aimlessly, then towards the kitchen. Dismissing drastic options you decide to walk down the hallway and knock on the bathroom door.
"Yes?" you hear my voice, muffled by the door.
"Um--can I come in real quick?"
"What's up?" the sound of the shower through the door only stimulates you further.
"I need to go!"
You hear me laughing as the water splashes around me. "All right, all right--come on in then!"
Without wasting a beat you turn the knob and push open the door. Walking into my bathroom for the first time, you scan it quickly and recognize the standard sink and vanity combo with a mirror above it directly in front of you and to your right. Past the sink and also on the right-hand side is the toilet. Directly in front of you, spanning the length of the bathroom is the shower stall--with only a cheap clear PEVA shower curtain to hide my nude body.
Unable to wait any longer you walk the four feet to the toilet. I've left the toilet seat up, you put it down and quickly push your shorts and underwear down in one fluid motion.
"Whoa-whoa--!" I object, opening the shower curtain. "You're not gonna take a--"
"No, I just gotta--" You sit down quickly and begin to relieve yourself. "--ahhh!"
"Dude, you sit down like a girl."
"I just didn't wanna show you my dick." You look up from your lap and suddenly realize that I am standing directly beside you, water running down my body, with my semi-hard bear cock directly in your line of sight.
"Well, that's kind of you," I chuckle. My belly shakes and shimmies as I talk, the water forming paths down my hairy chest. The hairs, normally curly and chaotic, are smoothed and flowing in a uniform direction--like seagrass in an ocean current. The water runs down my skin and falls off my body rolls, little waterfalls coming off the mountain of flesh. You blush and look up at me, I smile and wait a moment--hearing your stream subside. Your breathing intensifies as my left arm comes up and puts a wet hand on the back of your neck.
You feel drips of cool water being heated between our bodies as I pull your head close to my groin. There is still a mild odor coming from my crotch as I draw you in and rub my cock across your face.
"Ohhh, fuckk." You sigh, opening your mouth instinctively and sticking your tongue out as I drag my package back and forth.
"Yeah, you want that dick don't you?"
"Fuck, yes, please!" You take a big whiff of my body odor and let the testosterone trigger your submissive urges.
"Get you some then!" My right-hand reaches down and pumps my cock a few times, getting it fully hard before slapping it on your face and aiming it at your mouth. Your jaw opens and I push my cock down your facehole while taking my right hand away. My left hand pulls you down to the base of my cock and I begin to fuck your face, water cascading down my shoulders and arms and onto your body. You sit there on the toilet while I thrust in and out of your mouth, my cock pushing past your tonsils and going deep into your throat.
"Uck-uck-uck!" You make noises as I penetrate deep, using your skull like my personal fuck toy as I explore your throat with my baby maker. Sitting submissively, naked from the waist down, you obediently suck my cock and savor the rewards of precum as I splatter them into the back of your mouth.
The water from the shower begins to saturate the cotton fabric of your t-shirt, but you are too busy being a human Fleshlight to care. Similarly, as the water from the shower begins to spray over the bathroom floor, I pay it no mind as I groan in delight while slamming your throat.
After a moment you stall and I release you from my cock momentarily to give you a breath and spit in your face. "Good cocksucker, fuck yeah--I'm so hard right now," I say as I slap you across the face with my meat.
"Fuckk--" You gasp for air, "please," you pant, "feed me your load, Sir!"
"Attaboy," I say, pulling your tongue out with my right thumb and forefinger. You look up into my eyes helplessly as I pull it out and spit down your throat, then tap my cock on your tongue tip and dive in again.
"Guck-guck-guck," Your eyes roll into the back of your head, in sheer delight from the throat penetration and bear smells. You can feel my shaft throbbing and building my load up in my cum tube.
"That's it, you're gonna take this load deep for me..." I put both hands behind your head and guide you up and down my shaft, from tip-to-base I nail your piehole and groan from the combination of physical bliss and a mad power trip.
My thrusts behind to pay dividends as I feel my balls rise up and begin to pump my juices up and into my shaft. My hands heave your head down to the bottom of my groin and hold you down as I feel the salvo shoot out of my cum cannon and down your throat.
"Ohhh, fuckk!!" I cry as I feel the first one erupt, then the second, and you feel my cock twitch with the third. "Jesus Christ, fuck." The fourth is noticeably less powerful than the first trio, and the fifth and sixth pumps go off before the seventh hits hard. "Whooo, wow," the exhilaration from endorphins begins to hit my brain as the eight and subsequent pumps begin to dribble out the last of my babies down your esophagus.
Your eyes widen as you begin to gag on my cum. I relax my hands and allow you to back your head up slowly, you feel my fat cock continuing to twitch as your tongue slides back down the underside of my shaft. The cockhead pops out, leaving a long strand of cum between it and your lips--it promptly drops and hangs from your mouth as I back into the shower and rinse myself off. I run my hands through my beard, looking up as I take a breath and smile. The moment between us subsides, and I turn the shower off.
"Hand me a towel, would ya--"
I have a thing for shower sex--it started in high school. Between gym classes and wrestling practice, I spent a fair bit of time in the locker room. Being around all those other guys made me both horny and self-conscious. I like making these so you can pretend you're there silently watching me--perhaps like one of my old teammates.
In this video you can enjoy being my voyuer and watch as I rinse off while playing with my body. Featuring belly jiggle, drops, 360 views, and a little bear butt towards the end.
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Cum lover's post--I sat naked and busted a nut in the same position three days in a row so you could do a contrast study on my cum production. The third one definitely had the largest volume of the three. The first version shows all three in rapid fire, and the second one gives you about three times the moaning. final pic is the aftermath of the third blast.
First video 0:20, second video 0:58, aftermath picture
"Distracting Daddy" - Father's Day Special
It's Sunday and you're in the kitchen doing dishes after dinner while I am sitting in the living room watching the Colts get their asses handed to them. As you neatly place the rinsed plates into the dish drainer you hear me applaud the gameplay as the announcer segways the program to commercial.
"Beer!" you hear me shout as the ads begin to run.
You sigh softly and put down the dish towel. Opening the fridge you pick up one of the frosty bottles of PBR from the bottom shelf on the door. The droplets coat your palm as you walk into the living room, seeing me sitting in my jeans and leather vest. My hand stretches out to you, my eyes watching the NFL cheerleaders selling Bud Light in the commercial. You give me the bottle and turn back around to go back into the kitchen.
"Wait up a minute," I say, still watching the TV as I uncap the bottle and take a swig. I drop the cap on the floor, it rolls on its side beneath the couch.
"Do you want something else?" you ask, turning your head slightly in an attempt to make eye contact.
"Yeah, I want you to stand there and look pretty for me." I look over and wink at you, leaning into the backrest of the couch and taking another swig of my beer. "Turn around baby."
You dutifully spin on your ankles slowly, arching your back and giving me a good visual angle on your curves. You pause and shake your ass at me coyly.
"You like what you see, Daddy?"
I lick my lips and take another swig. "Mmm, yes I do."
You wink and rotate in the opposite direction, bending over a bit to extend your rear end in my direction. You begin to tease me properly while the commercials play, my attention fully focused on you. Gradually my free hand begins to rub my crotch, drawing your attention to a growing bulge. I look and see the twinkle in your eyes as you slowly pull your shirt up to show me your hips and abdomen. At this point, my hand reaches and undoes the clasp of my belt buckle. I grab the buckle and pull the belt through the loops. I finish my beer and leave the bottle on the floor as I take both of my hands and fold the belt up into quarters.
"Bring me that ass boy, Daddy wants to give you something..."
"Oh, Daddy..." You walk over to me slowly and turn around, putting your buttocks an inch from my face. "Have I been bad?"
"You've been very bad," I growl, pressing my teeth together and breathing through my nose.
You slowly pull your pants down and reveal your bare ass to me. "Like this daddy?"
"Mmm, yes baby, just like that..." I gingerly stoke the belt. "Now lay down on my lap. Be a good boy..."
"Yes Daddy," you pout, bending over me and exposing those fresh cheeks to my right arm.
Savoring the moment I run the leather across your skin slowly, letting the pores bristle with anticipation as the cold, hardened pig hide tickles the follicles on your butt cheeks. The palm of my hand grips the folded bands of leather tightly.
"You ready?"
"Yes, Daddy." You look up at me with big puppy dog eyes, pleading with me to be gentle.
I smile reassuringly and blow a little kiss as I bring my arm up and steady my aim, then bring it down to make a loud smack as the leather hits your skin.
"Oww!" Your body tenses and shifts, moving your weight slightly as you try to retain your balance. "Daddy-y!"
I bring down a second blow without remorse. "Be a good boy," and a third, "Take it like a man." The fourth.
"Ow--ow--Daddy-y! Please!" Five. "I'll be good!" Six. "I promise!"
As your ass turns pink my free palm grabs a handful of your hips, groping them greedily as my right arm continues to spank you silly.
"Seven," I count mercilessly, "eight. Nine. Good boy--take your punishment."
"Yes Sir! I'll be good again, I promise..." you whine, enjoying the stimulation of being used two ways simultaneously.
Ten. Your knee quivers at the last stroke, you recoil and look up. The game has come back on but my eyes are now thoroughly fixated upon yours now. "Good boy, that will do."
You nod meekly and stand upright, your beet-red bottom now a much more attractive sight. "Will there be anything else, Daddy?"
I smile and pet your sensitive rosy buttcheeks. "Mmm, yes, there will be lots more baby." I stand up and turn the TV off, taking you into my arms and kissing your neck while pulling your body into my own.
"Bear's Desk Pet"
I am sitting at my computer desk, fingers clacking away in battle as I sweat out one of the most competitive runs of my life. It is in the middle of a late spring heatwave, and even with the AC on, the temperature of the room has become unbearably stuffy. Between the heat emanating from the battle rig and the heat from our bodies, the temperature of the room keeps climbing steadily.
You are sitting on your knees under the desk, pinned in by the massive mountain of man in front of you. The sweat beads up at the base of my body hairs and forms droplets that slide down my belt and have begun to coat my entire body. Stuck between my thighs you are gradually being covered in my scent. My heavy hairy legs wrap around your shoulders and pull you into my groin. You've been converted into a leg and footrest with blowjob functionality. Locked into position with nowhere to go, you settle into the idea that there's nowhere you'd rather be.
Made to bob your head back in forth in a regular manner, I rock you up and down my shaft. You hear me curse and swear at my opponents while my legs grip lightly around your neck. As my frustration increases so does the pressure--my fat thighs squeezing your neck and holding you firmly halfway down my shaft. The intensity of my testosterone swims up your nostrils, causing you to instinctively inhale a big whiff and moan with delight. As your eyes roll back you look up to see my disinterested face, my eyes clearly focused on the game in front of me and paying you no mind. My lower body acts with a mind of its own, using you as a Fleshlight while my upper body continues playing.
Slurping my cock down your throat, you feel my vascular shaft pulse and pump jets of precum past your tonsils--lubricating your tube and letting me glide in and out with greater rapidity. As you savor the pulses of precum my cock continues its assault, without missing a beat it pushes down the back of your throat in search of the deepest part of your hole. The thickness at the base stretches your jaw muscles and beings to strain your mandibles.
The longer our session continues the deeper my cock searches your throat. My calves pump you back and forth, using your shoulders as leverage to push you down to the base, occasionally locking you in for deepthroat with my thighs. When locking you in I pump back and forth with my lower body, facefucking you with rapid short strokes that force your nose deep into my groin's fat pad. Your nose begins to run as you gasp for breath, pulling your oxygen in from around the base of my cock.
After releasing you from deepthroat once more my left leg wraps around the back of your neck at a 90-degree angle, putting you into a different leg lock. I use the back of my left leg to push you down to the base without warning, holding you there until I feel you push back--I back you off my cock and then pull you down again, eventually, your submissive senses kick in and you begin to provide me with long strokes so I can enjoy being edged to climax as I come down to the final stages of my trial.
My thick head pops in and out of the back of your throat, providing me with the tight ring I need to milk to milk the juices out of my dick. You hear me cheer in triumph as I finish the last set with easy, still eagle-eyed focused on my mission while smashing your face with nonchalant ease.
I was busy and ended up saving three days' worth of cum. Edged myself for a few hours and made sure it was built up well. I knew it would be a lot of volume so I planned to shoot it on my socks. Didn't get quite that far but I don't think you'll be disappointed with the results. The amount of cum was impressive and the groans were incredibly intense. Enjoy the cumshot!
0:21 cumshot, 3:18 full video
"Squashed"
You're lying on your back on a cold basement floor with your hands and feet bound. Your ankles have been taped together and so have your wrists. Your arms stretch uncomfortably about over your head. A sweaty pair of underwear is in your mouth functioning as a gag. As you squirm from side to side seeking escape my massive body towers over you. I am dressed in jeans and a leather biker vest, no shirt. You look up and try to say something but taste only musk.
"I'm sorry, didn't quite catch that--" I tease as I unbuckle my leather belt, ripping it through my belt loops and dropping it on the floor next to your head. The clink of the metal buckle on the hard floor causes you to wince. As I pull my pants off I smile at your timidness. "This is gonna be more fun for me than it is for you..."
You stare up at my frame with wide eyes. Wearing nothing but my vest and black boxer briefs, I squat down over your head, my knees on either side of your head. My huge gut bulges out and snaps the buttons on the front of the vest, letting my flesh spill out and onto your face.
"Hmph! Mphf!" you struggle and pitch left and right in a vain attempt to avoid the tsunami of my body. Pinned between my stomach and the floor below you have no choice but to lay there and endure the smothering force as my hairy skin envelops your head.
"Yes, that's it!" I smile and rear my head back, pushing my lower back forward and dropping more weight down on top of you. "Take it, take it all!"
I shift my weight back and forth to maximize the intensity of the body presses. After what seems like an eternity I back up and off your face long enough to permit you to catch your breath through your nose. However the relief is only momentary as I take both hands and lift my belly up--bringing it directly above your head. The shadow of my size extends over your face as I let go and drop the mound of fat onto your head with a slapping sound.
Your nostrils are overwhelmed with the scent of my sweat as I press you between my folds. My knees squeeze together, muffling your ears as my weight shifts back and forth, pulling your head from side to side. My cock swells as I relish the power I have over you, using my midsection to completely own you.
Once again I back off and give you time to breathe, and once again I expose you to the underside of my gut before dropping it down. This time I pick it up again immediately and repeat the motion, doing it a third time to fully satisfy myself with your plight. Watching your body squirm helplessly underneath me as I play with my nipples and gently stroke my leather, savoring the feel of the animal hyde against my skin. I bring my hands together and shake the fat in your face, reverse motorboating you, before standing up and looking down.
Your face is beet red and covered in sweat. Your bloodshot eyes look up at my bulk with wide pupils. You struggle with your restraints and try to roll away, but I keep you in place by nudging my feet against the sides of your abdomen.
"Had enough of my belly babe? Good--now it's time for my ass!"
Which do you prefer, cumshots or jerk-off clips? I've noticed lots of people just wanna see the money shot--others wanna sit back and watch me work the load out. Which camp do you fall into?
2:43 jerking off, 0:14 cumshot highlight
I filmed this cumshot yesterday. Trying to practice it so it's more visible and appealing for you. Not quite a pro yet, but definitely getting better 😜
"Engine Trouble"
You're sitting in a fold-up metal chair in front of the ruby-red tool chests in my garage. I'm elbow-deep under your hood, trying to wrench the retention bolts off your radiator. Just your luck to blow your cooling system during the middle of an early-cummer heat wave. Even in the shade of the garage, you can feel the oppressive humidity, the sweat pooling down the back of your neck. The sound of static-laden country music quietly whispers from a radio in the corner.
You hear the clank of metal as I drop the wrench. "Fuck!" Standing up suddenly, I grumble and bend down underneath your vehicle to retrieve the tool. My jeans seem to burst at the seams as my fat ass hauls over and squeezes underneath the bumper. The tool retrieved, I stand up and wipe the sweat off my forehead with a greasy arm. I look over at you with streaks of grey engine filth on my face. I scowl and shake my head.
You smile nervously. "I-I really appreciate you giving me a hand on such short notice--you're a great friend, seriously."
"Yeah, well," I hunch over the engine block again and stick my arm back in. "You're gonna be out a hundred bucks for parts, maybe more. It's gonna take me the better part of the day to get it all fixed up."
"I sure do appreciate it--"
I spit on the garage floor. "Yeah, well I'm doing you a favor just getting it done today. You gonna have to compensate me for my time somehow."
Silence. Your bank account is empty and payday is a week away. "I've got twenty bucks on me--"
"That ain't gonna cut it, man," I look straight at you and wave the wrench around in my right hand. "I spent over an hour getting those stripped mounting bolts out. That alone is worth twenty bucks--" I walk around the front end of the car and stand right in front of you, still waving the wrench. "You better figure out how you gonna pay me for this before I do anything else!"
You look up at me and bite your lower lip. The bulge in my crotch is inches from your face. Instinctively your eyes are drawn to it. You look up at me again, taking a big gulp.
"Go on now, suck it then." My upper lip flares and I hock back a big spit wad and fire it at the floor in front of you. You kiss the outside of my jeans and undo the button, pulling them down to my knees and revealing a thick fat dick. The testosterone from my musk hits your nostrils in waves, sending shockwaves to your brain and turning you on. I take a step forward, pushing my cock into your face and the back of your head into a tool chest. Pinned against the red metal box, you open your mouth and let me probe your throat with my cock.
'Oomph! Guk-guk-guk!' your face begins making messy noises as my sweaty cock begins to enter and exit at will. I waste no time in taking control of your hole and sending my cock back and forth across your tonsils.
"That's it, fucking suck on that--" I grab the sides of the toolbox to steady myself as my huge hips hammer back and forth into your face--banging your head against the toolbox. My cock swells and pulses inside your mouth, spurting wads of my sweet precum down your neck and over your tongue. You moan and savor the moment as you pay your debt to me, one jabbing thrust at a time...
I counted eight cum pumps in this load, followed by additional contractions. Watch the highlight in slow motion and then the whole video, with the usual intense release <3
Video of me jerking off late at night before bed. Here I am laying back and rubbing my cock, horny as fuck. Really wish I had somebody to help me blow these loads.
You're lying on your back, your legs spread eagle and wrapped around my waist, My bulk overhangs my body and presses down on your groin, covering your parts. My massive hips heave back and forth as yours struggle to take the pounding. Like a huge block of concrete my ass hammers into your body--pushing my hot rod deep into yours.
"Oh fuckk--" you cry, holding on to the sheets for dear life. My cock strokes back and forth against your spot.
"Fucking take it like a man!" I growl as I grind myself balls deep in your hole. I push my body down on you and get every little bit of cock I can inside you. I look directly into your eyes as my hands wrap around your hips and hold you steady as I thrust hard in and out of you. My big balls smacking yours into submission while your ass gets beat with the bulk of my body.
One minute of verbal belly domination while wearing my leather vest. Sit there and jerk your cock while I tease and degrade you while playing with my hairy gut.
I'm sitting on a run-down brown upholstered couch in a dank living room watching the football game on the TV. It's the second quarter and the Bengals are down by one touchdown. I lean back in my seat, my bulk sinking into the cheap furniture. Shirtless, wearing only my underwear, my massive balls and soft cock hang out.
"Beer!" I shout, upset at the flag thrown on the last play.
You hear me and walk to the kitchen, open the fridge, and take out a cold PBR. You bring my drink into the living room and hand it to me, your eyes drawn to my crotch.
I take the can from your hand and crack it open, going right in for a swig. I swallow, savoring the cold effervescence. My free hand reaches down and gives my dick a few shakes. "Suck it."
You drop to your knees and bury your face in my pubes. You sniff and savor the scent as you begin licking the base of the shaft and making your way to the top. Looking up at me with eager eyes you take my member into your mouth and begin sucking, feeling the flesh pump in and begin to fill your mouth. I growl and put my free hand on the back of your neck and hold you down as my cock inflates.
You feel the tip poke the back of your throat. My hand guides you up and down, letting you coat me with your spit as I begin to use you like a Fleshlight. Your eyes bounce between looking at the bottom of my groin and looking up at my face. Mine stay peeled to the TV, only during commercials do I make eye contact with you.
"This is gonna be a long game, and you better hope they don't lose..."
I'm sitting on the couch wearing nothing but a t-shirt. My bear cock stands tall, proud, veiny, waiting for you to pleasure me. I stare forward, not making eye contact--I don't have to, you know your job.
You kneel before me and lower your gaze, looking directly at my cock. I wrap one hand behind your head, guiding your lips to the tip. Your mouth opens instinctively, parting your lips and wrapping them down the spongey softness of the glans. I moan softly and increase the pressure on the back of your neck. You close your eyes and swallow, opening up your throat as my cock passes over your tongue--letting you savor the salty-sweetness of my meat as my cockhead penetrates the back of your throat and slides into place. You gag slightly and open your eyes, trying to remember to breathe through your nose and over my cock. I hold you down firmly as I feel your throat caress and rub my shaft while you take in your air.
"That's it, good cocksucker." My fingers pat the back of your neck while my hand holds you in place. "Give me that throat."
You gulp and swallow another inch of my dick. Now down to the base, I slowly count down as I test your limits.
Happy hump day, nothing I like more than a little ground n pound. Love to pin them down under my weight and see how much pressure they can take. 😈 Like this post if you'd be my toy.
