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Bear blow-off–Part 1I could never decide whether Randy was technically a daddy or just a sexy bear. With his rugged face, his handsome beard, his brown wild hair I never asked if the man was fifty or not since he passed for thirty!I don’t rightly how I met him it seemed it was years ago and we just became good friends with he and his wife.Who knew I would get the chance to suck a man off for the first time? Not just a man, but the man that I have had fantasies about for years! A dream cum true.I was merely 25. Never gone to college. Never really had a great sex life. This house was the one place I could go to for comfort for refuge.This day Randy was having some bad days though. Seemed his wife may have left him for good. She didn’t technically leave him (was only gone for a week). She claimed that she wouldn’t be home for a full month and come back to see if he would get his crap together.I happened to be over when he was begging her over the phone.”Baby. Please come back. I miss you so much darlin.'”I watched him as he paced back and forth in the open bedroom. Wore his usual torn jeans, shirtless with his humble gut that wasn’t too big. My favorite sight though was every time he turned I would see a hint of butt-crack. A perfect crack that could only mean the rest of it had to be just as bubbly and fine.”Please güvenilir bahis take me back! I’ll do anything. Just come back to PA. Did you have to leave and go all the way to the west coast? Come on now! Nothing is that good to go all the way that far!”I felt a feeling I didn’t know before. I guess it was compassion. I felt I deeply loved this man. I felt so bad for what he was going through. I kind of wanted to hold him. Though our ages were so apart and I don’t know if he would ever find that so comfortable to do.I couldn’t help but notice he slipped a hand into his pocket. At just a brief moment I think I caught some lower abdomen and delicious pubes! Nah. Must have been my imagination.This old man was getting me hot and bothered. I still am not sure why he wanted me over that day besides be a shoulder to cry on. Or something anyway.That night was crazy. I couldn’t believe what happened. Damn.I was in another room, slouched over on a chair when something woke me up. I realized I also had a hard-on. I knew exactly what I had been dreaming about though I still was half-awake, not fully realizing where I was at the moment.I noticed some beer bottles had been s**ttered across the hallway connecting the room Randy slept in and the room I had just left.I knew that between the two rooms to my left was the bathroom. I canlı bahis could hear Randy chugging probably a fourth beer.Then he let go of it I heard a loud grown and when I walked I could see in the mirror he was facing bubbles and foam were drifting down his grizzly face.I hated seeing him so depressed. Wished I could make him feel better. Take a load off. He gasped at my appearance.”You kinda surprised me there. Almost forgot you had come over.””Hi. You okay?”He gave me a heavy stare through the mirror. He still hadn’t turned around.I continued. “I know that was a stupid question. You know that I am here for you, bud. Right?”He grunted and then nodded.I tried to say something further. “I am here for you. I could do. . . I would do anything f-for you.”Damn I wished I saw him smile at that moment. He had such a gorgeous smile that would lighten my heart and I am sure make even a straight man’s flutter. Probably.He didn’t though. “I gotta piss. Then I will probably go to bed or something. I don’t know.”I almost left the room when before I knew it he unzipped at the toilet and pulled out his cock. It wasn’t huge but I thought it was pretty nice. Cut, partially tanned somehow and just looked amazing to see a stream pouring out of it. In my opinion it all was a work of art. All of him. I walked out.My face flooded with bahis siteleri embarrassment. Did he notice I stared? Did he care that I was still in the room? I wonder if he even cared being drunk and all.He stumbled into the bedroom and then shut the door. He neglected to lock it and I couldn’t help but stand in front of it.Minutes passed by. Was he sleeping? He probably didn’t start snoring just yet.More moments passed by as my heart thudded against my throat. I then heard a shout. I almost ran in to find out what the problem was and then realized it wasn’t an emergency.Well… not an emergency by “normal standards.”I simply pushed the door open larger than a crack. I almost imagined his beautiful thin treasure trail going from his navel down to his… wait. Was he trying to do something below his covers.I noticed him rolling back and forth. He was probably in some kind of half-drunk half-there state as he rolled back and forth fussing and pulling at something under the white sheet.”Shit. Can’t do it. Carol! Carol! I need you to help me.”I realized he was probably too drunk to realize his wife wasn’t home that moment.I pitied him though.It didn’t stop me from watching though.”She ain’t here? Right, Craig?”Oh shit!! He knows I was watching!It took me a while to answer.”Uh yeah. That is true.” That is so true baby. But I am here I wanted to say.”Listen. Um. Could you do something… personal.. for me?”My heart dropped with lust. I shuddered as I felt little droplets of pre-cum wetting my shorts already.———-(((LIKE TO READ MORE)))

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