Jake spotted the other bear the second he walked into the truck stop diner. Big fucker, maybe six-four, thick gut pushing against a stained flannel, beard down to his chest, arms like tree trunks covered in dark fur. Jake was no small guy himself, three hundred pounds of hairy muscle and belly, but this one made his cock twitch right away. Their eyes locked over the counter. No words needed. The stranger jerked his head toward the back lot where the rigs were parked.
They didnt bother with names. Jake followed him to a big Peterbilt with a sleeper cab. The door slammed shut and the bear shoved him against the bunk, hands already yanking Jakes belt open. Get that cock out, the guy growled, voice low and rough. Jakes thick seven inches sprang free, already leaking. The bear dropped to his knees, beard scratching Jakes thighs as he swallowed him down in one go. Wet, sloppy sucking filled the cab, spit running down Jakes hairy balls while the stranger worked his throat like a pro.
Jake grabbed the mans head, fucking his mouth in short, hard thrusts. Fuck yeah, eat that dick, you hairy bastard. The bear pulled off, strings of spit connecting his lips to Jakes cock, then stood and stripped. His body was a fucking forest: thick black hair across his chest, belly, shoulders, even down his back. His own cock was a fat, veiny nine inches, uncut, balls heavy and low. Jake got on his knees this time, burying his face in that hairy crotch, licking the sweat and musk off those nuts before taking the head in his mouth.
They didnt waste time. The bear hauled Jake up, spun him around, and bent him over the bunk. Rough hands spread Jakes hairy ass cheeks and a hot tongue dove straight in, licking his hole in long, wet strokes. Jake groaned and pushed back, feeling that beard grind against his crack. Eat that fucking hole, he muttered. The bear did, tongue fucking him open until Jakes cock was dripping onto the mattress.
Then came the dick. No lube, just spit and raw need. The bear lined up and pushed in slow but steady, stretching Jakes ass around that thick shaft until his balls rested against Jakes. They both grunted like animals. The bear started pounding, heavy gut slapping against Jakes ass with every thrust. The cab rocked. Jake reached back and grabbed one of the bears hairy thighs, pulling him deeper. Harder, fuck me like you mean it.
The bear obliged, slamming in balls-deep, grunting with each stroke. Sweat poured off both of them, mixing with the smell of musk and precum. After a few minutes the bear pulled out, flipped Jake onto his back, and shoved back in. Now Jake could watch that hairy chest heaving, nipples hard, belly bouncing. He reached up and grabbed two handfuls of fur, yanking the bear down for a rough kiss that tasted like cock and ass.
They switched again. Jake climbed on top, lowering his ass onto the fat cock and riding it hard, his own dick slapping against the bears stomach. The bear reached up and twisted Jakes nipples through the thick chest hair, making him growl. Gonna fill that hole, the bear warned. Jake slammed down harder, ass clenching.
The bear roared and unloaded, hot cum flooding Jakes guts in thick pulses.
Jake pulled off, cock still hard, and straddled the bears chest. He jerked himself fast, aiming at that hairy face. The bear opened his mouth and took the first spurt on his tongue, the rest splattering across his beard and chest hair. Jake milked every drop, then leaned down and licked his own cum off the other mans fur.
They lay there catching their breath, bodies slick and sticky. The bears hand found Jakes softening cock and gave it a lazy squeeze. Round two in ten minutes, he said. Jake just grinned and reached for the lube this time. The night was young and both bears had plenty left to give.
