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It was going to
be a cold winter this year, but at least I had someone to keep me warm through
the night compared to last year when I slept alone and all I had was my rosy
palm to keep me happy. Dave and I were so happy and warm as two bugs
in a rug and wanted it to last forever, but Dave went home a little early
this month to visit his family for the holidays. He said that he'd
call me before he left, but it was 8pm and still no call. Dave was close
to his older brother, Mike, and the idea of seeing him again was as good
a Christmas gift as any. Dave didn't talk much about his family, but
every time he did he would always have this shit eating grin on his face
and grab his crotch real tight as he let out a sigh. Well, all I had
to keep me happy right now was this raging hardon that needed relieved real
bad. If only he'd call me and tell me what the fuck was going on when
suddenly the phone rang. "Dave!" "Hi,
Bob." "What
the fuck is going on? You should've been here hours ago!" I
yelled, a bit pissed off that he hadn't called earlier. "Sorry that
I haven't called earlier, but I broke down on the side of the road, and then
when I got the car running again a snow storm came in and it's 3 feet of
snow here. I'll have to wait for the roads to be cleared, so I'll probably
not see you till the morning around nine or so." "Shit! And
I counted on us being together so bad. You said you had a present for me," I
said with a hint in my voice of wanting his huge furry body next to me -
not to mention his fat, thick cock down my hungry throat. "Oh, keep
your shirt and pants on, Bob. Go to bed early and before you know it
I'll be walking in the front door. You better have some breakfast on
the table or you'll get a sheet full of snow to take care of your tight pants!" "Oh, yea. You
and who else?" I countered. "Me and my
army. That's who." "Well,
get up early so you can get on the road and make it on time." "OK,
Bob. I'll be there with bells on. Bye." "Bye, Dave." I rolled back
over in bed, looked at the clock and tried to fall asleep as fast as I could. Morning
would come soon. BANG! I awoke with the startle of a sound coming from
the roof. What the fuck now, I thought to myself. I got up and
it was snowing like a son of a bitch. No Dave tomorrow, that's for
sure. It must have been at least three feet of white stuff on the ground. I
looked at the clock and realized that I had fallen asleep after all and hadn't
realized it because I was still so sleepy and wished that Dave was here. BANG! There
it went again, but this time it sounded like it was coming from downstairs. All
I thought of was a burglar looking for presents to steal on the night when
everyone in their right mind should have been asleep in bed under the covers
with a good piece of bearmeat to keep them happy. I crept down the
stairs and peeked around the corner. I had forgotten and left the tree
lights on so I had a small amount of light to see who it was. Holy
shit! It was Santa Claus, but from the looks of his gut and beard it
must have been Santa Bear. The floor creaked a little from the cold
and he turned around to look at who it was. Oh, well. What do
I do now? It was Santa Bear all right, with a big belly, a beautiful
white, long beard half way down his big tummy, and the cutest twinkle in
his eyes, not to mention an equally huge bulge in his pants. Fuck! Mine
would have been shriveled up and fallen off by now in all this cold. He fingered me
to come on over and I did so reluctantly. Maybe I'll be kept warm anyway! He
starred at me up and down without saying a word and I could tell that he
still had that shit-eating grin on his face despite the large beard. Then
he reached into his red bag and pulled out a dildo-shaped soap without a
rope. I raised my eyebrows, sighed a little, and then pushed it away. He
frowned a little and then lightened up at the hope that a different surprise
would satisfy me when the real thing that would make me happy was his huge
cock as a stocking stuffer. He bent over his sack again and this time
pulled out a shiny cockring. I raised my eyebrow and then looked at
him to nod no again. This time he was confounded with what to give
me. All I had on my list was a blowjob. Why wasn't it on his? I
was a good little bear and wrote to him. Finally, a smile appeared
on his face and he dropped the sack, put his hands on his hips, and pointed
to his crotch. Oh joy!!! I got my Christmas wish after all. I got to my knees
and buried my face in his groin even though he still had his clothes on and
through the thickness of his pants I could tell that he had a hum-dinger
of a holiday sausage for me to enjoy. After rubbing my face all over
his groin, I reached up and unbuckled his pants. They, too, like his
coat had a huge black buckle to them. No wonder! With all that
meat in there I'd have a big pair of pants to keep it in as well. I pulled
them down over his white meaty-rump with such pleasure. They were so
beefy and round and plump and I was in heaven. The front of his pants
got hung up over his crotch as it was a bit tight because of its size, but
once they were to his knees I would have my surprise to relish. His
uncut cock, even though soft, was at least two inches wide and only two inches
long as it was pulled up inside his belly full of cherries. "Ahhhh! He
moaned. I put my hands
on his cheeks and rubbed them and massaged them down to his thick thighs. Then
I opened wide as he placed his hands on my head and guided me home to his
fat bearmeat cock. It was so juicy thick that I barely got it in my
mouth and had to struggle to get it in any further, but I tried like hell
to taste as much as I could. He put his hands on the back of my head
now and gently pushed till it slid in further to my delight. Mmmmm! I
could feel it tense up in my mouth and wiggle from the warmth of my mouth
to eventually start crawling down my throat and it sure as fuck did. I
didn't think it could get any thicker, but it continued to swell even thicker
and longer as well. My mouth was so full of Santa Bear's thick bearmeat
that I started to gag. He patted me on the head and shoulders, never
saying a word the whole time. My mouth was lubing up his cock so he
could eventually pump my mouth. In and out. In and out. Oh,
it felt so good! I wondered how it would feel up my hungry ass. His
cock continued to grow in size, but I swallowed every inch of it, letting
it crawl down my gullet and tickle my asshole if it could. In and out. In
and out. I reached under his fat cock and played with his shiny Christmas
balls and he let out a moan of happiness. "Ahhhh!" was
all I heard. I pulled on them and squeezed them and caressed his ballsack,
reaching underneath them to scratch his asshole as he widened his big, musculature
thighs to let me pass through. His pumping motion increased to a frenzy
as he unleashed his creamy-white snowy-juice down my throat. It was
such a huge load that it filled my mouth and spilled out the corners to run
down my cheeks. I pulled my mouth off his cock to see what had finally
become of it and it was magnificent! A gigantic cock of three inches
wide and eight inches long. And it was all mine for the moment! I placed
his huge red orbs in my mouth one at a time while I was still on my knees
in front of him. I couldn't get it in due their huge size, so he gently
pushed on my head as before and it popped in to satisfy my thirst for his
bearish body. All I could do was barely move my tongue around inside,
but that made him happy for the moment. The other one I treasured as
well, licking the outside of his ballsack so I could lick up any cum that
might still be there. I looked up at
his rosy-red cheeks and he smiled again with the same twinkle in his eye
and nod of his head. He reached again into his sack and pulled out
a bottle of lube. I knew what was next and bent over as he put his
huge hands on my ass to grease it up for some more pleasure. I felt
his big hands slide between my cheeks as he rubbed the lube down the crack
of my ass. The bottle fell to the floor and then I felt both cheeks
being parted as he shoved it up my rump. It felt so good and hurt a
little because it was so huge. I could tell that it had stayed big
and hard. In and out. In and out. The same gentle motion
as before. Then he worked a little harder at it and I could feel his
blood-gorged cock coming out my mouth it was so far up my ass. He then
reached in front and started working my hardon at the same time I stuck my
finger in my mouth, but nothing there but the taste of his cum. He
continued to work my meat package so strongly. A nut was in one hand,
while he pulled on my dick with the other, then his huge hands had both of
my nuts in one hand as he jacked me off to the same rhythm of his fucking
my ass. After a few minutes he shot his creamy-white wad of juice up
my ass and it felt so warm. What a Santa Bear he was. I wondered
if he had any brothers to stop by the rest of the year. I fell to the
floor as he lay between my legs to return the favor of a blowjob. I
didn't have what he did, but it still felt good and he enjoyed it as well. I
could feel his very hairy chest as he made me have great pleasure. He
had opened his coat because he was sweating and I hadn't noticed it till
now. His breasts were huge and hung like an older man of his age -
just how old was this bear? His chest was thick from many years of
hauling sacks of toys. The hair was solid white and not a spot of skin
showed anywhere and the rubbing of his fur on my flesh felt so good as we
did a sixty-nine together. The bulk of his heavy body was so exciting
to me. He laid on me enough to rest, but not enough to smother me,
but I would have enjoyed it to have been smothered by his thick furry groin
of fur that was equally thick and white as snow. At last we both shot
our wad of love juice in each other’s mouth and rested for the moment
before he got up. Another quaint smile appeared on his face as he pulled
his pants up and buckled his coat. He walked over to the fireplace to show
me that he had indeed left some gifts behind for me and then rubbed his nose
to disappear in a flash up the chimney. The clock struck
8am. I evidently slept more than I thought or stayed up the whole night
in a sex orgy with Santa Bear and didn't even know it. But I loved
it! The door opened wide suddenly and Dave walked in with someone else
that looked familiar. "What the
fuck are you doing there stark-ass naked, Bob?" My jaw had dropped
to the floor with no answer for him as I looked at the bear beside him. "Brain
not going yet, Bob?" "I guess
not." "Well,
get dressed before you catch a cold, but before you do, I want you to meet
my brother Mike." "My surprise?" I
asked, wondering if this was it. "Hi,
Bob. Dave has told me so much about you," he said as he had a
certain little twinkle in his eye that just couldn't be. "Hi,
Mike," was all I could barely get out as I starred at him uncontrollably. "Bob,
it's not nice to stare." "Sorry,
I just thought that maybe we met had before." "I
don't think so, Bob. Why don't you take a shower to wake up and show
Mike where the bedroom is while I rustle us up some breakfast." "Sure," trying
to bring myself back to reality. "This way, please." Mike
followed me and I showed him the guestroom. "You have your own bathroom. So,
why don't you get freshened up from your long drive and I'll meet you in
the dining room when I'm done here." "OK," was
all he said as he smiled at me again with a twinkle in his eye. I turned
around to go to my bedroom and take a shower to help waken me up when I felt
that someone was there in the bath room with me. I turned around and
there was Mike, stark-ass naked and thick uncut dick that looked awfully
familiar. I eyed him up some more before looking him in the face. It
just couldn't be as I saw him standing there with hands with a cockring in
one hand and a dildo-shaped bar of soap without a rope in the other as he
rubbed his tummy and said, "Merry Christmas, Bob".
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