I’m horny as fuck and there’s all this damn manliness strutting, posing, sunbathing, sweating and hardening on this strip of sand and what’s a bear to do? I tried ignoring ‘em, just lay here and mind my own damn business. But I mean, fuck! Look at that guy. The one with the blue speedo. He’s been showing his ass to everyone on this beach, but so far anyone that approaches him only gets snubbed and sorry. Fuckin’ cocktease.I tried to ignore the hunk with his wife and baby whose got his blonde hairy chest stickin’ out for the sun to burn. The one whose balls keep slippin’ down out of his shorts. For a while, I tried standin’ neck-deep in the water, just where I could see that beautiful hairy ballsac, touchin’ myself just out of sheer mad fuck-me horniness. But finally, the wife wised up and adjusted his shorts. Fuckin’ jealous bitch.Face it, the beach is no place to try to get laid. It’s too fuckin’ public and there’s too many cockteases and straight men around.What’s a horny bear to do?Obviously, I’m gonna need to make a break for the willowy dunes behind the beach and whack one off real quick so I can get on with my sun worship.The sand is hot on my bare feet, but I finally make it to the dunes. I climb up one side and am just heading down the other when I practically trip over a guy. He’s layin’ out on a large blanket, in a kind of big bowl in the dunes, completely out of view of anyone else.“Shit,” I say, trying to avoid stepping on him. “Sorry, dude, I didn’t see ya.”The guy puts a hand up to shield the sun from his eyes. My eyes automatically go to the hair in his armpit, thick and straight and greying-black.“That’s all right,” he says. “I saw you.”That kinda stops me. I look into his face to see if I can read its meaning. The guy’s maybe fifty, fifty-one. He’s got straight black and grey hair that falls towards his eyes thickly. A thick bushy mustache moves from his upper lip down the side of his cheeks to his jawline. He has a tuft of grey hair beneath his lower lip. His chest is fuckin’ hairy and barreled and he has a paunch that’s covered in grey and black hair. I haven’t seen a guy this hairy in a long time.His face is playin’ poker with me.“What do you mean, you saw me?” I ask. My dick is throbbin’ inside my swimtrunks, but I’m tryin’ to just ignore it for now. But you know cocks. Eventually here I’m gonna have to adjust it.“I saw you earlier,” the guy says, “looking at that guy with ball dangle.”Ball dangle. Never heard that one before.“No crime against lookin’,” I say. Adjust. Adjust.“Oh, yeah,” he says, lookin’ right at my package. “I was hopin’ you’d be coming up over that dune.”He’s layin’ flat on his back and he puts his feet down and lifts his hips. He slides his trunks down off his hips and down his legs. His cock is nice, almost fully hard and really really thick. Like one of those thick cocks with the small heads that are real fun to gag on? His ballsac is hairier than the rest of him, if you can believe it. I mean, look at this guy. Shit.“What did you have in mind, partner?” I ask, laughin’.He smiles, pats the blanket next to him. He reaches over to his beach bag and turns the contents of the bag out onto the blanket: suntan lotion, flipflops, car keys, lube and about eighty condoms. “You’ll think of something,” he says.He sits up and pulls at the waist of my swimtrunks. My cock flies out of my swimtrunks like it’s never had it this good and I kick my legs free and kneel on the blanket.“Oh, son,” the man says. “I think daddy’s gonna need fucked today.”He turns over on the blanket and puts his ass in my face. It is so hairy and beautiful and round and fuckin’ hairy. And the hair slopes down off the triangle at the base of his back and swirls around and around his ass crack and sweeps down his legs and at this point my cock is sayin’ “What the fuck are you waitin’ for?”And so, what’s a man to do?I reach for a condom and slide it on. My cock is practically barking, throbbing and rubbing against this hot older guy’s ass cheeks. I dribble some lube down onto his pucker.“Plow me, boy,” the guys says. “Dig it in deep.”So I dig it in.His tight asshole resists at first. I can get maybe half my cockhead in. He’s groaning and I notice he’s placed his face onto the blanket and his eyes are closed. “Aww,” he says. “Yeah, boy. Wait a moment. Let daddy catch up.”I wait. My cock doesn’t want to. It’s about to split that fuckin’ condom in two and tear this guy’s asshole apart, but I wait. After a few seconds, I feel his asshole relax and my cock begins sliding in. The feeling. Oh fuck. The feeling of my hard veiny cock digging deeper and deeper into this hairy older guys’ hot tight slick hole is so good.“Fuck, yeah,” the man says. “Do me. Do me now.”And I pull back and feel the tight clench down every inch of my cock and I plunge deep in.“OOhhh!” he says when I’m all the way in. “Fuck me.”My hand goes to the center of his back and my fingers entwine in the hair there and he’s groaning into the blanket and crying out for me to fuck him. So I fuck him. I fuck him good. This bear’s gonna fuck this daddy until his whole family feels it.“Gonna make you scream,” I growl.“Yeah, boy,” the guy says, “Make me scream. Fuck me.”And my hips are jabbin’ against his round ass and my balls are slap slap slapping against the cheeks and my cock is feeling so tightly squeezed and liquid happy and the sun is beating down on us both and I don’t even notice the guy standin’ over us on top of the dune.“Fuck!” I say, stopping still.“Don’t stop,” the guy I’m fuckin’ groans.The man on the dune is fully dressed. He’s smoking a cigar. He’s wearing sunglasses, tan pants with a stripe up the side. And a badge on his shirt.We’re fucked.I’m expecting my cock to soften, but it’s still hard as stone and, for the life of me, I can’t help it, but I’m still rockin’ my hips a little bit. In and out. In and out. I’m starin’ at this cop who isn’t moving. Just watching us. His hand slowly begins moving to the side until it rests on his gun.The cop takes a few steps toward us. “What have we here?” he says in the meanest fucker voice I can imagine.“Fuck!” I say again. But it’s more ‘cause I really need to keep moving. I’m sorry to say it, but the feeling of this older guys hot tight ass clenching my slicked up and ready cock is too much for me and since I’m going to jail, might as well get a good fuck out of it.And so, what the hell. In for a penny, in for a pound.“Jesus,” my guy says, ‘cause he’s finally looked up and seen the cop, but by this point it’s too late. I thrust deep. “Aww,” the guy says. I pull out slow.The cop stops moving forward. He’s pulling the cigar out of his mouth. I can smell the tang of it in the air. I pull my hips back and thrust deep again. “Fuck,” the man groans.The cop unbuckles his belt.I pull back and grab the guy’s hips with both hands and fuckin’ thrust harder than a man ever has and the guy screams out with pleasure and pain. The cop has his zipper down and is moving toward the guy.I reach down and pull the guy up by the hair. He’s got that unfocused sex look on his face, but he sees what the cop’s wanting and he wants it too. The cop flops out the biggest motherfuckin’ hardon and a ballsac the size of Texas. God, this cop is one twisted ass hot lookin’ guy. The cop says nothing. He doesn’t have to.I thrust deep into the older guy’s ass as he opens his mouth wide. The cop grabs the guy by the hair and thrusts his hard cock deep down the guy’s throat. “Mmmff,” is all the guy can say.I start up my rhythm again. Thrusting deep into the older guy’s ass while the cop begins movin’ his hips in a kind of circular motion that ends with a hard thrust into the poor guy’s mouth.I’m fuckin’ the daddy’s ass deep and the cop is fuckin’ his face hard and I reach my hand up and I can feel the cop’s hard abs underneath his shirt and I’m a little jealous I’m not suckin’ him off ‘cause he is one fuckin’ hot cop. I thrust hard and the cop thrusts hard and the guy is gagging and moaning and his body is getting used from both sides and the cop bends from the waist and takes the cigar out of his mouth and kisses me.My mouth opens for this guy’s tongue invasion, because he’s obviously in charge here and the taste of the cigar on his breath drives me fuckin’ wild and I start really rammin’ this guy’s ass now.In and out and in and the tight and the hot and I feel my balls rising up and full of cum about to explode and the cop is groaning now, facefucking the guy who god knows how he can breathe. Fuckin’ and fuckin’ until I know I’m gonna pop. The cop pulls back and it’s obvious he’s getting close too.“Aw, fuck!” I say and the cum flies up and through my cock and fills the sheath and I feel the guy’s asshole twitching and tightening as my cock drains and the cop suddenly breathes in sharp and slams his groin into the guy’s face and the guy’s swallowing and swallowing the cop’s jizz as fast as he can. And cum is dripping down the older guy’s mustache, down his chin and neck.The blanket’s a mess. Cum and lube and sweat all over. And I’m breathing hard, my hand on this guy’s back and the cop is standing there with his semi-hard dick still dripping with cum.“Look, officer–” I start to say.The cop makes a gesture with his cigar and I shut up. The older guy sits on the blanket, sheepishly wiping the cum from his chin.“Don’t worry,” the cop says. “We’re off duty.”He smiles, his teeth clamped down on the cigar. The older guy looks up at me.“We?” I say.“Yeah,” the cop says. “Didn’t Phil tell ya?”The older guy points to the contents of his beach bag in a pile on the blanket. There, amongst the other stuff, is the badge I missed the first time.Hot beach. Hot bear. Two hot cops.Ya gotta love summer.

Fuck, I got to piss something fierce.It’s dark as hell inside the tent and very quiet as well. It must be around 2 or 3 am because no light or sound from other campsites is present and there’s a stillness to the air that you can almost feel.I throw off my sleeping bag and unzip the tent. God, the pressure in my bladder’s immense and it almost hurts to hold it.. I don’t even bother to put on underwear, let alone pants. It’s so dark, no one could see anyway and besides, I really have to go!I step out into the warm summer mountain air. The only thing breaking up the darkness is more clumps of darkness (trees and bushes) and the enormous spray of beautiful stars splashed across the sky between the tall pine tops. I would so definitely stop and slack my jaw in awe at the sight except for the need to piss and I can do that after.So I step a few paces away from my tent, toward a large bush-shaped darkness at the edge of my campsite and let loose.Ah, god, that feels ggoooooood.Somethin’ about takin’ a big piss, wild and naked in the woods. I can feel the warm night air on the fur on my butt cheeks and the back of my thighs. As the stream of piss falls, I reach up with my hands and feel my hairy chest, rub my nipples with my fingertips, touch my big furry belly. A naked bear naked in the woods pissing like a fuckin’ race horse.Shit!! What was that?! Jesus.The dark shape I was pissin’ on. I mean, I thought it was a bush or something, but…Fuck, what the fuck?Suddenly my piss stream sounded like it was landing... I don’t know, in a cup or in someone’s mouth. And when I jumped at the sound, the whole big shadow went crashing off a ways through the trees.It’s still out there, not fifteen feet away, low and hunkered to the ground.Jesus, I think... I think it’s some kind of animal.What the fuck kind of animal would let me piss on it and then open its mouth to...Fuck, it’s getting closer again. This is nuts..I’m just standing here. I definitely have no more piss to give ‘cause whatever that thing is, it scared the piss right out of me. The shape is slowly moving closer, one step, two steps, one more. Fuck, what do I do? I don’t want to crouch down to pick up a rock or a stick, ‘cause then I’ll be vulnerable to its attack.Damn, I have car keys in my pants pocket. Why didn’t I put on my pants?I could holler and maybe it would wake up the guys in the other campsites, but then if it’s nothing, if it’s my imagination, I’ll look like a stupid moron standing here naked and hollering at the wind in the bushes.The black shape is almost on me and I’m frozen here, almost unable to move. My mind is racing.Suddenly, it’s right in front of me. My eyes, having somewhat adjusted to the dark night, can see now. It’s a bear – a big one. Its coat is cinnamon-color in the starlight. I can just make out its shining coal eyes and the hump of its dark furry body. His tan snout and black wet nose.The bear seems to be sniffing out my scent. I am frozen solid. I’m not in grizzly country, so I know that, out here, bears think of people as dominant, so all I have to do is shout or growl or throw my hands up and I’ll spook him away.But he is so close to me, closer than I’ve ever been to a wild thing. I’m absolutely terrified and absolutely enthralled at the same time.Fuck! He licked my cock!I jump straight up and run like a little girl to the tent. I’m bending over to try to grab the tent flaps. Fuck, how is the tent going to protect me from a hungry, crazed bear?! I want to shout, but I’m too scared to make a sound.There’s a grunt behind me. I look real quick behind me and…What the hell? What the fuck? What the fuck is going on?Standing there, not five feet away from me is the tall dark shadow of a man.“What the fuck?” I shout, all angry and pissed off. “Where’s that bear?”The guy is lookin’ at me. I can see his shining eyes in the starlight. He appears to be completely naked. He has a large bushy cinnamon-colored beard and short hair. There is beautiful fur all over his strong body. He has a lovely belly and his cock and balls hang soft and pouchy below it. He stands silently, with his thick rounded muscled arms at his side, just starin’ at me.I’m breathing heavy and my mind is racing and the sight of this sexy guy turns me on and pisses me off all at the same time. But mostly I’m just confused.“Where did that bear go?” I say, stepping closer to him. “That was a bear right? It licked my dick, dude.”I laugh nervously.The guy stands there staring at me. His tongue comes out and licks his lips with short jabby licks. His cock is starting to get hard. I can just make out the tube of meat filling out below his belly. His belly is a round hard furry moon riding above very powerful, muscled thighs. I’m getting a little hard myself.“Where’d you come from?” I say, not so scared anymore. “Did you see that bear?”The guy lifts his hand and puts it on his hairy chest.. He nods his head. He is stepping toward me.What the fuck?“Hey, guy,” I say, “I appreciate your scarin’ that bear away from me. “He takes a step closer, his hand still deep in the fur on his chest. His cock is growing long.“Where…” I am fumbling to understand. “Where did the bear go?”He pats his chest again and steps closer.Is this guy crazy? What is he tryin’ to say? That he’s the bear I saw? That’s fucked up.He steps up to me and puts his other hand on my chest.. His hand is huge and warm and feels good on my chest fur and my cock responds with soft throbs.“What?” I say. “You are the bear? Is that what you’re telling me, dude?”He leans in and kisses me. Well, kind of kisses me. More like he’s licking my lips, little licks on the inside of my mouth, my tongue, my teeth. His breath is mint and berries and he hasn’t bathed lately and he smells earthy and furry and wild.This guy is sexy as fuck. I don’t care if he thinks he’s a bear.I reach my hand out and reach around his torso as he lick/kisses me. His torso is wet. I lift my hand to my nose and sniff. It’s piss.It’s my piss.Jesus. This is fucked up. I take a step back and stare. My heart’s beating so fast I can hear nothing but it and the soft grunts the guy’s making. He licks his lips, lookin’ into my eyes.“You’re the bear,” I say.He nods, leans in and licks my neck and licks my shoulder. His hands are on my upper arm, pushing at my bicep. I respond, lifting it up above my head and he moves in. I feel his breath as he sniffs my armpit with little snorty sniffs. He makes a growling sound and I moan as he leans in and licks away on the fur in my armpit.My other hand goes behind his head and pets his cinnamon hair.“Aw, damn,” I groan from the sheer fuck pleasure of his tongue on my armpit, moving across my chest and onto my nipple.. Little nibbles of his teeth and hot wet licks.I feel his thick bushy beard splayed across my belly as he licks up my nipples and the sensation is so hot, my cock is now fully engorged and throbbing to my pounding heartbeat.This can’t be happening. I must be dreaming.My hand slips down from behind his head to his hairy shoulders. Very, very hairy shoulders. Strong shoulders, too. I can feel the muscle just beneath that fur and skin; it ripples as he moves to lick and nibble my nipples.He drops to his knees in front of me. When his hot wet tongue begins lapping at my cockshaft, oh my god, it feels so good. I lean my head back and take in a deep breath. The stars spread out above me over the treetops in a beautiful display of wildness and my hands are on my hips while a bear, a real live bear in a man’s flesh, lick lick licks my cockshaft.His face pushes into my crotch with a large happy grunt, almost knocking me back. I laugh. His face moves down, licking my ballsack. His breath is hot and wet on my balls and my cock rests across his face as he licks my balls eagerly. His big cinnamon beard tickles my inner thighs.He moves his face up, my cock dropping precum into his beard as he licks my bush with slow upward licks, like he’s cleaning up my scent. Or maybe he’s leaving his.“Fuck,” I whisper. “Good bear..” His tongue is so hot and wet and raspy and useful and it’s pulling all the blood in my body into my cock and I’m going to go crazy if he doesn’t–And he does.His mouth sinks down down all the way down my cockshaft and my cock just throbs inside his throat. He makes tiny grunting sounds as his cheeks suction my dick and I feel his wet slippery tongue writhing along the underside of my cockshaft.“Aw, damn,” I sigh, my hands resting on his hard hairy shoulders.He licks his way down to the cockhead and works his tongue around the rim of it and it feels better than I’ve ever had before. His shiny black eyes flicker up, look into mine. Then close again to concentrate on what he’s doing.He begins piston-pumping my cock deep into his throat and, aw god, it feels in-fucking-credible. Don’t think I can last too much longer. My cock is hard as granite and I’m feeling the waves of a powerful orgasm rising in my thighs and my butt and my groin.“Going to cum, bear,” I growl.The bear man grunts and keeps sucking my cock with ferocious intensity. I feel the cum rising in my balls and for a split second I know it’s going to be a good one.And BAM! I’m cumming shot after shot after shot of my hot cum into his mouth. A tight high groan is all that escapes my throat as my cum spurts down his throat and he’s licking and sucking and swallowing it all and grabbing my butt to pull my cock even deeper into him.. I’m grabbing hanks of his hair without thinking of it and my body is convulsing with the sheer power of the orgasm.After a bit, when I’ve dropped every last bit of my load into him and my cock begins to soften, I pull out of his mouth. He whimpers softly, licking my dick and balls clean.“Good bear,” I say.I reach down and grab his huge arms, pulling him to his feet again. His dark eyes look into mine and I lean forward and kiss him. He tastes like my spunk. His tongue wriggles in my mouth.“Thank you, bear,” I say. He smiles a beautiful smile. “Would you… Can you come inside my tent with me?” I say, tugging on his beard. “It’s big enough for two.”A bird sings somewhere behind him. He turns and looks. When he turns back to me, his brow is wrinkled and there’s an expression in his eyes I can’t quite make out, but it looks like worry.A car starts up at a campsite a few sites down the road. I turn to look. Two bright headlights illuminate a clump of pines and then is extinguished. When I turn back, the man is gone and there’s a huge cinnamon-colored bear crouching at the edge of my campsite.The bear licks his lips a few times, then bounds off into the darkness.

Ben Cohen on this months Attitude mag.... hairy men, our time has come :)