Brandon got out of class, his stomach was growling with hunger, when he got out of class he could feel the warm air hit his face, it was still hot in San Bernardino, the college still seemed the same after Brandon took a small break for the summer but it would soon change within fall and winter. Brandon put his hands in his pocket, he had just enough for a soda and a bag of chips. There was no way he was going to be able to afford candy to munch on before his next class in an hour and thirty minutes. The tries blowing with the motion of the wind, the wind felt so hot against Brandon's face and arms. He looked up at the clock that still read the wrong time, which as matter of fact stopped at 5:25pm. Brandon shook his head opening the door to North Hall.
He went back into his pocket pulling out two dollars and twenty-five cents; Brandon looked up at the selection of chips to choose from. A door can be heard shutting to Brandon's left, a man steps out, Brandon turns his head looking at the man only getting a small glimpse at him. From the small glimpse Brandon was able to already come up with stats. The man had a beard, all mixed with gray and dark gray hairs. A little big, maybe around 280 pounds, from the small opening in his shirt it was furry. Brandon smiled looking back at machine, Brandon put in his dollar pressing in the numbers for the Ranch Dressing Doritos. The man walking past Brandon slowly turns his head checking out Brandon's body then stops half way down the hall turning around.
Brandon bent over to grab the bag of chips from the rack, Brandon pushed himself back up seeing the man looking at him. Brandon smiled, the man stood there holding a piece of paper in his hand.
"Hello there," the man said to Brandon.
"Hi." Brandon replied back.
"I've seen your face some where, I can't quite put where I saw it." The man said confused.
"Um...Maybe you saw me walking around school a couple of months ago; I did come here at the beginning of the year." Brandon said kind of feeling shy.
"I remember now, I saw you from bear411.com, saw your profile. Man you're much hotter in person" the man said in a low voice.
"Really? Oh my god, this is a surprise I never bumped into somebody who goes to bear411.com" Brandon said smiling.
"Oh... Man, I'm so fucking horny right now; do you want to go to the class room I work in? Do you have a class?" the man said.
"Well I have class in about an hour and thirty minutes. You're a teacher here?" Brandon said confused.
"No, I'm an aid for a teacher, just down the hall. Do you know how hard it is to find a guy like yourself who wants guys like me?" the man
"Well being in San Bernardino is pretty sad to live in." Brandon said joking.
"Exactly, I'm surprised I found you I didn't even know what College you went to as stated in your profile but now I know. My name is Dave Williams." Dave said.
"My name is Brandon." Brandon said.
"Very lovely name. So did you want to...come with me back to the class, nobody is in there, I need to shoot my load so bad." Dave said in a deep voice.
"Well I understand being at school all day and not being able to jack off can cause a problem." Brandon said.
"Come on, I saw your nude pictures, I love them a lot, even jerked off to a couple of them" Dave said.
"Wow that's good to know" Brandon said.
Brandon and Dave walked down the hall, Brandon looked at Dave, Brandon was finally going to get his hands on an older man, who most likely is a bear underneath. The thought made Brandon's dick hard in his pants. Dave grabbed his keys opening the door to the classroom; it was empty, and very dark. Dave turned on the lights, Brandon closed the door behind him putting his backpack onto one of the tables. There were windows but they were blocked by curtains. Brandon looked at Dave who was already sitting down at the teacher's desk.
"I read some of your stories I happen to find on a link on your myspace.com profile. They made my cock throb and leak precum, you're a very talented writer Brandon, very talented, and I bet the English Teachers think so too." Dave said rubbing his jeans.
"Well uh, I only wrote them for fun, and I guess it became a habit to the point I was writing a ton of stories" Brandon said eyeing Dave's crotch.
"Come here, sit on the desk." Dave said.
Brandon walked over to the desk sitting on it, Dave put his hand and started to rub Brandon's arm. Brandon smiled, he loved the touch of another man, Dave was rubbing and squeezing his bulge in his jeans. Brandon pushed himself off the desk onto the floor, Dave moved himself around on the chair taking his hand away from his bulge. Brandon placed his hands on his bulge rubbing it, the feel of his hard cock was turning Brandon on, his hands slowly unbuttoning Dave's pants. Brandon unbuckled his belt, unzipping his pants, the lovely sound of a zipper. Brandon opened his pants up more seeing a wet spot on Dave's boxers. He got himself closer to Dave's wet spot, sticking out his tongue and licking it. Dave bit his lip, the pleasure was so exotic.
Brandon pushed down on his underwear to reveal a 6 inch uncut cock with hairy balls and a lot of gray pubes. Brandon took a hold of Dave's hard cock which was leaking precum some started to drip on Brandon's hand. Brandon moved his mouth closer, licking the precum, Brandon stuck Dave's cock head into his mouth, still licking his precum which was leaking out more and more. Dave closed his eyes starting to moan, Brandon sliding Dave's cock all the way down his mouth, it fit all the way into his mouth, Brandon's lips rubbing against his pubes. Dave moaned louder.
"Oh my god Brandon I love your mouth sliding up and down my cock! Yes.... Don't stop" Dave said holding onto the chair.
Brandon went up and down sliding his mouth on Dave's rock hard cock. Precum leaking out, filling Brandon's mouth. Dave felt Brandon's hands starting to remove his shirt, Dave took a hold of his shirt taking it off, revealing his furry chest and stomach. Brandon continued to give Dave a blow job without using his hands, instead he used his hands to rub all over Dave's hairy chest and stomach, he pinched Dave's nipples, making them harder and harder while applying more pressure with his fingers. Brandon took his mouth off from Dave's cock, precum and spit dripping down his mouth.
