Jake spotted the thick bear across the bar and knew he had to have him. The guy was built like a brick shithouse, chest hair spilling out of his open flannel, beard thick and dark, arms covered in the same coarse fur. Jakes own body was just as hairy, his shirt clinging to a pelt that ran from his pecs down to his heavy cock. He walked over, grabbed the guys beer, and said, Names Jake. You look like you need a real man to fuck tonight.
The bear grinned, wiped his mouth on his sleeve, and answered, Mike. My place is five minutes away. Lets go.
They didnt waste time with small talk. The second the door closed behind them, Mike shoved Jake against the wall and smashed their mouths together. Beards scraped, spit mixed, and Mikes tongue pushed deep while his hands ripped Jakes shirt open. Buttons flew. Mike buried his face in Jakes hairy chest, sucking on a nipple while his fingers dug through the dense fur on Jakes stomach.
Fuck, youre covered, Mike growled. He dropped to his knees, yanked Jakes jeans down, and buried his nose in the thick bush around Jakes cock. The smell of sweat and musk hit him hard. He licked a long stripe up the shaft, then swallowed the head, beard scratching Jakes balls as he took it deeper.
Jake grabbed Mikes hair and fucked his throat, hips snapping. Suck that hairy cock, you dirty fucker. Mike gagged but kept going, drool running down his chin into his own beard. He reached up and twisted Jakes nipples through the fur, making Jake grunt and thrust harder.
Mike stood, spun Jake around, and shoved him face-first onto the bed. He yanked Jakes ass cheeks apart, exposing the dark hair that ran down his crack. Look at that furry hole. Mike dove in, tongue lapping at the sweat-slick fur before pushing inside. Jake moaned and pushed back, grinding his ass on Mikes face. Mike ate him like he was starving, beard soaked, spit dripping down Jakes balls.
Get it wet for your cock, Jake ordered.
Mike stood, dropped his pants, and slapped his thick, veiny dick against Jakes ass. It was fat and uncut, surrounded by its own dense bush. He spit on it, rubbed the head against the hairy pucker, and shoved in with one hard thrust.
Jake growled into the mattress as Mike bottomed out. The stretch burned, but Jake pushed back for more. Mike started pounding, balls slapping against Jakes hairy thighs, the sound wet and filthy. Every thrust made Jakes ass hair stick to Mikes cock, matted with spit and precum. Mike reached around and jerked Jakes dick, fist sliding through the thick pubes.
Fuck me harder, you hairy bastard, Jake snarled. Mike obliged, slamming in so deep his pubes mashed against Jakes crack. He pulled out, flipped Jake onto his back, and shoved back in. Now he could watch Jakes hairy chest bounce with every thrust. Mike leaned down and sucked on a nipple again, biting through the fur while his cock hammered Jakes prostate.
Jakes cock leaked steadily onto his stomach, mixing with the sweat in his treasure trail. Mike scooped some up and fed it to him. Taste your own precum while I wreck this hole. Jake sucked the fingers clean, then pulled Mike down for another rough kiss, beards rubbing raw.
Mike pulled out and flipped Jake again, this time onto all fours. He spread the cheeks wide, spat on the red, hairy hole, and drove back in. His thrusts grew ragged. Gonna fill this furry ass. Jake reached back and spread himself wider, begging for it. Mike roared as he came, flooding Jakes guts with thick pulses. Cum leaked out around his cock, matting the hair further.
He stayed buried until he softened, then pulled out and pushed Jake onto his back. Your turn. Mike swallowed Jakes cock again, tasting his own cum on it from where it had leaked down. He fingered Jakes sloppy hole while sucking, two thick fingers twisting in the cum-slick fur. Jakes balls drew up and he shot hard, shooting ropes across Mikes beard and into his mouth. Mike swallowed what he could, then crawled up and snowballed the rest into Jakes mouth.
They lay there panting, bodies glued together by sweat and cum, fur matted and sticky. Mike ran a hand through Jakes chest hair, smearing the mess around. Round two in ten minutes, he said. Jake grinned, already half-hard again. Make it five.
