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.