Category: Bears (Page 2 of 3)

Keypad couple

2024-10-07 / admin bot / 6 Comments

Dave’s thick fingers brushed against something unfamiliar, something rectangular, beneath Ed’s waistband as they cuddled on the sofa. Figuring it must’ve been part of the new gear Marc had brought over during their latest hookup, Dave ignored it and continued gently fondling Ed’s package. The bearish husbands had struck the jackpot when they invited Marc into their newly open relationship. Not only was he handsome, muscular, and perpetually horny, he was totally content to remain Dave and Ed’s side piece; a nonthreatening addition to their rock-solid marriage.

The gear was just icing on the cake. Dave and Ed were initially suspicious that Marc’s gifts of shiny, skintight fetish gear would come with strings attached, but Marc never asked for anything in return. All he cared about was that Dave and Ed wore them during their hookups. It took the middle-aged bears some getting used to, but before long, they’d incorporated the sleek Lycra bodysuits and rubber jockstraps into their sex life even when Marc wasn’t around. For the past week, they geared up after dinner, exploring each other’s bodies while binge watching bad TV. The Lycra suits clung to their stocky frames and reflected the light with a glossy sheen. It was a bit of sexy fun; something new and different to spice things up for the forty-something couple.

The Office Dad

Hal never expected to become the “office dad” when he took a job at a tech startup. But on his first day, with a tight shirt clinging to his belly and the weight of past failures dragging him down, he found unexpected warmth from a group of young, excitable tech bros. Hal’s wisdom, life experience, and, strangely enough, his fatherly presence soon make him a key figure in the team’s success.

As the team leans on him for guidance—and even belly rubs for good luck—Hal realizes he might have found the sense of belonging he’s been missing for years. But not everyone is just looking for advice. When his dynamic with one young colleague takes an unexpected turn, and the company’s CEO starts asking for more than business mentorship, Hal must navigate new relationships, desires, and a growing role he never anticipated.

Dive into this heartwarming, humorous, and unexpectedly spicy exploration of second chances, unconventional bonds, and the many forms that fatherhood can take. The Office Dad is a 12,400-word novelette. All content in this story is fictional and describes activities between consenting, unrelated adults who are 18+.

The office dad (chapter 2)

2024-09-30 / admin bot / 0 Comments

Read chapter 1 of “The office dad” before reading on…

Hal rode the elevator to the fifth floor and approached the glass doors of his new office suite. They opened with a soft hiss, and Hal hesitated for a moment before stepping inside, immediately hit by the hum of activity. The sleek, modern space was just as intimidating as he’d feared—polished concrete floors, open workstations, giant monitors, and the steady click-clack of keyboards filled the air. This is their world, he thought. And I’m just visiting.

Hal tugged at his tight white dress shirt, feeling it ride up with his every step. The familiar pressure on his belly returned, his anxiety spiking. The shirt was pulled so taut that he feared it would give up any second. He tried to focus on the immediate task at hand—check in, find his way around, and get through the day without drawing too much attention to himself.

The office dad (chapter 1)

2024-09-23 / admin bot / 1 Comment

Hal stood in front of the full-length mirror, his fingers fumbling with the buttons of his white dress shirt. It clung to his belly, pulling tight enough that he feared the buttons might pop off at any moment. The fabric stretched over his chest, the small gaps between each button creating a thin, mocking line down the middle.

He hooked a finger into the collar and tugged, trying to give himself a bit of breathing room, but it was no use. Great, he thought, feeling the material dig into his neck. It wasn’t just tight—it felt like the shirt was slowly trying to strangle him. Hal let out a frustrated sigh and took a step back, inspecting the damage.

TownFit

2024-06-24 / admin bot / 0 Comments

Bryan’s eyes scanned the street as he walked, his gym bag swinging lightly in his grip. He had moved to this quiet suburban neighborhood for his new job a few weeks ago and was eager to maintain his fitness regime. After scoping out a few options online, he settled on the closest gym to his new apartment. From the outside, it looked quaint, almost nostalgic, with a classic neon sign that read “TownFit Gym.” Unlike the sleek, ultramodern gyms Bryan was accustomed to, the building had an old-school charm.

He pushed open the door, the scent of worn vinyl and faint sweat greeting him. It was inexplicably familiar, almost comforting. Inside, the gym buzzed with activity, but it was not the stereotypical health club intensity Bryan was used to. The patrons here moved slowly, laughed loudly, and seemed reassuringly at ease with each other. The average age appeared to be mid 40s, with a striking majority of the men sporting dad bods—soft around the middle but with an air of solid strength beneath the surface.

Night shift

2024-06-17 / admin bot / 6 Comments

Ethan had always commanded respect with just a glance. His beard, neatly trimmed to salt-and-pepper perfection, framed a face that remained strikingly handsome despite years of boardroom battles. Broad shouldered and tall, his mere presence was an unspoken statement of authority and confidence. But as he stood behind the counter of the convenience store, clad in a simple polo shirt and jeans that clung uncomfortably to his damp skin, he felt the weight of his new reality pressing down on him.

Laid off and forced to downsize from his penthouse in the city to a one-bedroom apartment off the suburban expressway, he had been working nights at a rundown convenience store. The work was boring—few customers dropped by between ten and six—and the long stretches of downtime forced Ethan to confront the changes in his life. No one had any idea he had been a top dog in a C suite; anyone who saw him assumed he was just another middle-aged underachiever selling cigarettes and liquor on the graveyard shift.

Strings attached

2024-06-03 / admin bot / 2 Comments

Mick’s heart pounded as he stood motionless in the garage, awkwardly gripping his husband Paul’s hand. Ted’s laughter echoed around them, a chilling reminder of the power he now held over their lives. The air was tense. The scent of sawdust and whiskey mingled with their fear.

Paul’s mind raced as his face ached from smiling. He tried to piece together how everything had gone so wrong and how he and Rick didn’t realize it until it was too late. Just a few hours ago, they had been enjoying a regular Friday night with Ted, their charming and seemingly perfect friend. Then everything changed.

A 3D rendering of a futuristic tunnel with smooth, metallic walls.

The space bears, part 2

2024-05-20 / admin bot / 0 Comments

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I awoke gasping for air and pawing at the inside casing of my sleep chamber. I was freezing cold, and I couldn’t see anything. I’d heard guys talk about sleep panic, but I’d never experienced it before. It was worse than I imagined. My sleep chamber hissed open, and a rush of warm, dry air filled the space. I inhaled sharply, and a musky scent filled my nostrils. A pair of hands pressed down on my shoulders, and another held my legs in place, putting a stop to my frenzied thrashing.

“Hang in there, little buddy,” Bradford said. His voice sounded distant and muffled. “You gotta calm down before we can let you up.”

Doing time

2024-04-01 / admin bot / 2 Comments

Travis Barnes always woke up 16 minutes before his alarm clock sounded. Every weekday morning at 4:14, his eyes opened. He lay motionless until 4:29. He wasn’t sure if he had conditioned himself to do this or whether the implant dictated his actions even at this early hour. He gazed up at the ceiling of his room at the halfway house, savoring the last few minutes of repose he would have until long after the sun set that night. He thought he noticed a new crack forming near the corner above his head, but he couldn’t be sure. After so many months in the program, the days had begun to run together. There was little sense in paying attention to such minutiae.

As he counted down the minutes, Travis tried not to think about the sequence of events that landed him in this mess. Nevertheless, the memory always returned, eating up valuable seconds of his vanishing downtime. Like with the alarm clock. Travis couldn’t tell if it was his own guilty conscience or the implant that dredged up the memory every morning. The program’s administrators refused to explain the details.

Robot cops (chapter 2)

2024-01-22 / admin bot / 1 Comment

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Bryan was only eight but always remembered the afternoon PX6-5901 visited his classroom. Of course, twenty years had passed since then, and PX6-5901 was likely in pieces at some offshore garbage facility now or as recycled components of playground equipment. The PX6 was, by modern standards, a relic. Two new generations of PX officers had come and gone since then. Today, the patrol force was primarily PX9 officers, with a small minority of PX8 units still in service. However, they had since been relegated to mundane police duties, like parking enforcement. The real patrol work was now the province of the PX9.

The overall design of the PX officers hadn’t changed much over the decades, with the same human-looking face, hands, navy blue torso, and limbs, although the body was shinier than Bryan remembered from his youth. A glossy finish had been applied to the bodies of the PX8 models to better reflect energy, keep the units from overheating, and prevent dents and scrapes to their plastic and metal frames. This glossy finish was carried over into the current PX9 units. The badge was still affixed to the left pectoral. The unit’s serial number was now printed in white block numerals on the right. Each generation of PX officers was also slightly taller and bulkier than the last, the PX9 reaching a hair higher than its immediate predecessor at 191 centimeters.

Category: Bears (Page 2 of 3)

Keypad couple

The Office Dad

The office dad (chapter 2)

The office dad (chapter 1)

TownFit

Night shift

Strings attached

The space bears, part 2

Doing time

Robot cops (chapter 2)

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