Bear's Window View By hairy1
(This is a work of fiction, and no real persons or events are depicted. Safe sex practices are not depicted; but in real life, get tested and always play safe. If you have comments, you can contact the author at ursuspilosus@yahoo.com)
We have just arrived at the hotel, a beautiful old place, and one which promised breath taking views with the local mountains providing a back drop to the quaint city. It has been a very busy day, traveling, walking together holding hands and looking at new things exploring. I am putting down our bags, while you go to the window and open the curtains to look out - getting excited either to see new places or things you recognize, and pointing them out for me. I love it when you get excited and enthusiastic about something. We are both simply dressed, nothing fancy; both in a t-shirt on and a pair of jeans.
As you stand looking out the window, I come up behind you, pressing myself along your entire back. My legs touch the back of your legs. I wrap my arms around you from behind; holding you, as you point out places of interest, listening to you, asking questions. You relax back into me, still pointing out things, but leaning in, trusting me to support you, so that we are very close. My arms are around you, keeping you steady, and you place the hand that is not pointing over one of my hands. I put my chin on your shoulder, so that our eyes are about level, and I see what you do. We stand this way for a while, enjoying the togetherness.
Eventually, you stop pointing and totally relax into me, just enjoying the view, watching the clouds move slowly across the sky, the birds flying. It is evening, and the sky has just started to darken. It is very peaceful. I turn my head towards yours, and press my face against your neck, causing you to tilt your head away a bit, exposing more of your neck. I very gently and softly place my mouth over the side of your neck, and kiss it lightly while breathing in deeply, all the while leaving my arms wrapped around you. Your sigh and the further relaxation of your body lets me know that you are ok with this, so I continue to kiss your neck softly, moving my mouth slowly over the exposed side of your neck, appreciating the vulnerable place you have put yourself in, the trust you feel in me.
As I kiss, my free hand moves down, and pulls your t-shirt up, enough that I can touch your hairy belly. I stroke your belly gently as I kiss you, running my fingers through your fur, as we look out the window. We marvel at the beauty outside and inside the room.
I shift my body a bit; you feel my chest move across you back, lifting my head and changing shoulders. You oblige me by tilting your head the other way, and leaving this side of your neck available for my mouth. Again I kiss you softly, slowly, lingering until you sigh, then begin the long slow process of moving my mouth gently over your neck, kissing it gently and thoroughly. All the while I am touching and stroking your hairy belly, holding you to me with the other arm.
Eventually I take a step back, releasing you slowly, slowly enough that you stay balanced. I carefully and gently pull your shirt up and over your head, and then remove mine. I step forward again, pressing my hairy belly up against the small of your back, my hairy chest up against your shoulder blades. Using my forehead, I lean your head forward a bit, and press my lips against the back of your neck, kissing gently. My hands move down, tracing from your shoulders to your belly lightly, and back up again. I kiss the back of your neck thoroughly, slowly, lovingly, all the while touching and stroking your chest and belly lightly, moving my chest and belly fur slowly and lightly across your back. Just relaxing, enjoying the closeness and the view out the window. Enjoying the feel of our bodies pressed together.
At this point, as we watch the sky brighten in a multi-colored sunset, your stomach starts to growl. It has been a long and busy day, no wonder you are hungry. You try to ignore it, but it is too late. I move my hands over your belly, start to knead it, rub it firmly, barely suppressing a giggle. I move one hand up, turn your face sideways, and kiss your lips firmly, still rubbing your tummy. I break the kiss, still holding you, and tell you we need to have dinner. You say you want to stay right where you are, but your stomachs' rumbling says otherwise. You plead, but I am firm in insisting we eat - I am hungry too. But you never just give up, not my sweet bear; it always has to be the cubs' way. And you are just so damn adorable when you pout! You turn in my arms, wrap your arms around me, kissing me lightly and hurriedly, saying you "don't want to go out; please, please can we just stay here". I tell you that we need to eat, and there is no frozen pizza or peanut butter in the hotel, we need to get something, and you place your cheek against my chest, quietly saying you don't want to go out. How can anyone resist you?
I smile at you then, and say "of course we can, baby, if that is what would make you happy". I let you go, and tell you that you have to run to the ice machine for us then, and you take the ice bucket, pleased that you got your way (why it always seems to surprise you is beyond me, you will always get to have your way with me).
When you get back, you find that I was ready for this. Spread out on the small table in the room there is a bottle of wine, which I have just opened, and a 6-pack of diet coke, just in case. There are grapes and other small pieces of fruit. The small microwave in the room is running as I heat up some rice and lemon chicken, already cut into bite size pieces. Some spring rolls have already been heated up. I have laid out plates and silverware (disposable, sorry, we are not going to wash dishes!). I have you sit back, and I pour you a glass of wine. We relax to dinner in, not as fancy or nice as I wanted for you, but still tasty. For each item, first I feed you a bite sized piece, then let you decide how much you want and eat it for yourself. We talk and laugh as we eat, at ease with the closeness, so enjoying being together. We have arranged it so that your chair is looking out the window, perfect to watch the sky deepen into night, the stars and moon coming out.
Once we are done eating, feeling full but not stuffed, I have you lean back in your chair, come up behind you, and rub your shoulders (we never did put our shirts back on). I have turned off the lights, so we are bathed in the twilight and light of the full moon which is just rising. That is when I tell you that I just noticed that you spilled on yourself. I come in front of you, bending down over you, to clean it off. You object, saying you didn't spill anything, but only half heartedly. So I reach to the table, dip my finger in the container that had the chicken, and dab some lemon sauce on your left nipple. "See, right there" I say, and place my mouth over the nipple, gently licking it clean. Running my tongue over it slowly and gently, making sure to remove all the lemon sauce. "Ooohhhhh" you say, "I don't think you got it all". So I get to my knees in front of you, my back to the window, and start to lick and suck your left nipple. At the same time, I start to finger the right nipple, rolling it lightly between my thumb and forefinger.
I start to alternate between the nipples, first sucking one while fingering the other, and then switching. At first, it is light licking, then light sucking, eventually becoming strong sucking and nibbling. You place your hands on my shoulders, stroking lightly, and I tell you to just relax.
I stretch my body upwards, and kiss your lips gently. It is a slow lingering kiss. At the same time, my hands find the button of your jeans, undo that, and unzip them. You raise your hips as I slowly pull your jeans and underwear down, still kissing your lips gently. Your cock springs out, already hard and ready from the work on your nipples. As I lower your pants below your knees, my mouth moves to directly over your cock. I remove your pants and underwear all the way, and you spread your legs. I softly lick the tip of your cock head, tasting the pre-cum. I place my hands on your thighs, and slowly run my tongue over the slit, back and forth gently. You moan quietly as my tongue softly starts to touch the entire head; my hands very light on your thighs.
I eventually take the whole of your head into my mouth, at the same time gently moving a hand over your balls, caressing them lightly. You moan softly as my tongue begins to run lazy circles around the head, and my mouth begins to slip down over the shaft. Very slowly and gently, I take more and more of you into me. My tongue gliding over you, lubricating you, which is making it easier to slide you in. One hand is still caressing your balls, while the other moves up to fondle your nipples more. I slide your cock fully in me, my nose in your pubic hairs, and then raise my head, leaving only the head in my mouth, licking it more vigorously now. I start to move my mouth up and down over you, sucking and licking.
You start to slowly move your hips, helping to thrust yourself back and forth inside my mouth. I suck harder, making it feel tighter and warmer, then move my hands off your balls, I start to slowly stroke a finger over the underside of your cock at the point when only your head is in my mouth, lightly running a finger nail over it. I move my head down again, this time encompassing both your cock and my finger, so that both my finger and my tongue play along your shaft as I suck you. My mouth is slowly working up and down you, feeling you shifting under me.
As you start to thrust your hips move forcefully, I remove my finger, and hold my head still. I let you slide yourself back and forth, while I gently suck and also fondle your nipple. Then I move my still wet finger to your crack. I start to lightly touch your hole, moving my finger back and forth with your thrusts to leave it barely touching.
You moan all the louder, pressing back towards my finger, but I hold it far enough back that you can't quite press yourself onto it and remain in my mouth. You start to squirm, moving back and forth. "Finger fuck me, big bear" you moan. As you thrust your cock back fully into my mouth, I follow your ass with my finger, and as you begin to slide it back out, I hold it still, and you feel the pressure against your hole. It slows you for a moment, and then you renew pressing back, firmly, and gasp as you force my finger slowly to pass the rim of your hole. Once it has penetrated, you press back and let it smoothly slide in, further and further. I move my finger, allow it to penetrate you deeply, until with just the head of your cock in my mouth, it is inserted fully, and the tip of my finger gently rubs your prostate.
With this, I start to gently pinch your nipple, and begin to slowly move my mouth and finger down at the same time, taking more of your cock in my mouth as my finger retreats out of your ass. Back and forth I move, either having your cock fully in my mouth or my finger fully in you, never totally removing either. Your thrusting hips are enhancing my steady movement.
"OHHHHH, I am going to cum if you keep this up" you moan, looking down at my shirtless body kneeling over you. And I don't stop, I continue the movement of my hot tight mouth on your cock, of my finger in your tight hot ass, and of my hand squeezing and gently pulling your nipple.
Finally, your balls start to pull in on themselves and your cock to twitch. I feel an urgency building in you, and you begin to buck under me. I feel your ass tighten over my finger. Then you erupt, squeezing my finger hard, shoving your cock as hard into my mouth as you can, leaving it deep to shoot load after load of hot cum down my throat. I shove my finger deep in you, massage your prostate as your shoot; I pinch and pull on your nipple. Your moaning has turned to soft shout of pleasure, and you have started me moaning. Pleasuring you like this is making me so happy; I am no longer thinking of anything but the moment, of your hot body, of the noises you are making. I am ecstatic.
My finger massages your prostate the whole time, forcing you to cum and cum and cum. I swallow the load as quickly as I can, it is so much. You feel my throat contract around your erupting cock with each swallow, my mouth tightening as I suck, milking the cum out of you.
You body shudders, and you give one last spurt of cum. Your ass relaxes down, and I move my finger lower, still in you, but not pressing. My mouth still on your cock, but not sucking, gently kissing now. My finger is no longer pinching and pulling your nipple, but rubbing it softly. As your breathing slows and returns to normal, I release your nipple, and run my hand down your belly. I remove my finger from you, and take my mouth off of your cock.
I stand, and lean over you for a kiss. You taste your own cum on my mouth, and put your arms around my neck, kissing softly back. With that, I place one arm around your shoulders, the other under your ass. I straighten my knees and you are lifted up out of the chair. I turn and slowly carry your over to the bed, still kissing. I lay you out, all relaxed, in a soft pool of moonlight, and gaze down at how perfect you are, sighing myself. I realize how very lucky I am, how much you mean to me. You are relaxed from the wine and from having just cum, and from the long day. You look sweet and vulnerable, exhausted and happy. I ask if you need anything, and your answer is "just you".
So I unbutton my jeans, and remove them and my underwear, and stretch out naked alongside you on the bed. My cock is hard, I want you physically, but I want the closeness even more; I am as satisfied as I can be. I press against you, and you spread your legs a bit so my cock rests between them, snug up between your thighs, resting underneath your balls. You close your legs again, pressing your warm thighs around my cock, and I slowly place my leg up over you, around your waist, pulling you as close as I can with it. I wrap my arms around you, slowly rubbing your back. Our hairy bellies and chests snug together. I gently kiss your face, as we both sigh and relax into each other.
It has been a busy day, and we have ended up just where we wanted to be, naked in each others arms.