This is a story from my days in college. In 1981, I was a 21 year old college junior. I was a member of the college wrestling team. This was a team of outstandingly conditioned athletes. I was a very closeted gay member of the team who really enjoyed all the physical contact. Good thing we wore large cups to protect our groins, but also for me it was the method I used to restrain my throbbing hard-on. In wrestling, grabbing the crotch area is an accepted technique used in many throws, take-downs, escapes and reversals. I grabbed many men and was happy to be grabbed by many.

My story begins in the showers after a long and exhausting practice session. We would all strip down and take quick showers and return to our dorms. I would often take my time in getting changed and I enjoyed a long hot shower after a tough practice. I was often the last to leave. Many times our coach would take his shower after everyone was gone. This man was the perfect Bear in every sense. The first time I saw him in the shower, I almost flipped. I needed to get out of the shower right away because I could not control my growing cock. This guy was amazing. He was a Turkish immigrant to this country and had a strong Turkish accent. He was a very kind man, but a very tough coach and instructor. He was about 45-50 years old and his body showed all the signs of earlier greatness. He was one of those short, stout men that are as strong as bulls. He was about 5'4" tall, 200 lbs., balding with salt and pepper hair around the sides and back, deep brown eyes, big lips, big nose, and as hairy as you can be. He had a carpet of hair everywhere, except his head. It was a deep black furry covering with a sprinkling of gray. He had a dark middle-eastern complexion, small, thick, yet powerful hands, a strong, yet large, round belly covered with fur and a generous round and full ass. His two ass cheeks were large, yet solid and also very furry. His back was broad and fur covered. His legs were short, yet thick and powerful covered with fur all the way to the toes. The best was his crotch; a large dark bush of hair covered the whole area and in the middle sat the thickest cock you could imagine. He clearly traded length for width, but that is fine with me. He may have been close to 4 inches in length, but he was as thick as a beer can. His cock head was like a large strawberry sitting in a furry nest; his balls and sack were large and hung low. This was my dream; I love cocks that are short but very THICK. He was a hairy man bear full of testosterone and he drove me crazy to look at him. Each time he and I were in the shower, I would get hard and have to hide it and exit quickly, I could not control it. Still, each day after practice I would wait for everyone to leave and I would remain in the shower until he came in. I would grab as many looks at him as I could stand before my erection would force me out of the room. I was wondering if he was noticing and I didn't want him to catch onto what I was doing. I wasn't sure how best to handle this. I fantasized about him all the time. I would go back to my dorm and jerk off immediately. My cum would shoot out of me, over my head and onto the rug beyond my bed. He drove me crazy. I continued this approach because as far as I was concerned, it would be all I could get from him.

Then one evening, he comes into the shower and I proceed to steal glances at him again and again. It is clear that my cock is growing and now it is too big to turn around to make my exit. I stood there staring at the wall with him behind me. As I glanced behind me, I see he is hard and is pointing straight up and he is jerking it with his soapy hands. I can't believe this and I am only getting harder. He sees me look and he keeps jerking and rubbing his beautiful man tool. What should I do??? My answer comes as he moves from his shower to the one right next to me, he startles me and he stands there with his thick erection point straight up and he is staring at my huge cock. Mine feels like it is bigger than it has ever been, it is about to burst out of its skin. He stares at it and smiles at me at which point I start stroking it too. He just says "impressive" in his broken English. My heart starts to beat at 1000 beat per minute, I feel flush red take over my normally pale, Irish complexion. He steps toward me and I toward him. He gently wraps his small, thick, powerful hands around my throbbing cock. His gentle touch just sends me. I am also hairy and he clearly likes that as he rubs his hands through my chest hair and teases my nipples. We pull each other close to allow our cocks to become acquainted, head to head, both of us oozing precum. The precum lubricates us and he continues to stare at my cock. It is more than twice as long as his and it is proportionately thick; he is enamored with its size and my low hanging, large balls. While he has always been a strong, brash man he is as gentle as a baby's nurse with my equipment. I pull him closer to rub our hairy bellies together and our mouths meet and we kiss so passionately for what seemed like an hour. We feel every part of each other. I can't get enough of him, his round, hairy body is my dream. His cock is my perfect fantasy. He murmurs in Turkish and continues to compliment my body, my hairy chest and back and he loves my hairy, large cock and balls. He tells me how he has been looking at me all year long and wants me badly. I tell him that he is my dream bear and that I jerk off to him all the time. He has not heard the term Bear before and I quickly explain. He seems to like the label as he rubs his large, round belly. We kiss more. He leaves to quickly lock the locker room and he returns and falls to his knees and consumes my cock. He and I moan with the pleasure. I fall to the ground as he sucks me and tries so hard to deep throat my long dick. He has trouble getting it down and I tell him don't worry because we will have plenty of opportunity to work on it later. The shower continues to rainy hot, steamy water on our bodies as we roll on the tile floor. We just went animal with each other. I took his thick package into my mouth, it almost caused my cheeks and lips to rip, he was so thick. Soon I had his whole piece of delicious meat in my mouth and I savored every glorious ounce of it. He continued to spew precum; it has a citrus quality that I devoured. I clamped off his balls with one hand to keep him from cumming, he was about to explode. With my other hand, I soaped his ass generously. I slowly started some gentle ass play, he was going nuts. I had to stop sucking him because he was going to blast me any moment and I wanted it to last forever.

His whole body just relaxed as he allowed me to explore his man-cunt. His crack, like everything else was covered with soft hair. I slid my hand slowly up and down his crack until his cheeks parted like the Red Sea. His big brown man-cunt was puckered like a rosebud. I slowly plunged my middle finger in to the sounds of his deep, pleasurable groans. I licked and kissed his balls and cleaned the precum off his cock frequently. Each time my lips touched his cock, he reared up to explode and I would withdraw, teasing him to the end.

The pleasure in his face was unbelievable. He kept saying, you are amazing, I need you! Soon I had three fingers deep into him; his ass had totally surrendered to me. My thumb and pinky would slide up and down his crack as I plunged my three middle fingers into him over and over. He LOVED it. I asked him if he was ready and he begged me to suck him. I swallowed his head and tooled it like a Tootsie Pop. His precum had a lollipop quality. As I descended over his thick shaft and up and down a few times, he tensed up. I continued the ass play and added my other hand tickling his sack lightly with my finger nails. This sent him over the edge, he exploded. The amount of cum was amazing, I tried to keep up swallowing it but it would bleed out the sides of my lips. He moaned so loudly, I thought for sure we would be heard. He just kept bucking and moaning and spewing his seed deep into my throat. He finally collapsed. He was flushed red and his heart was racing. I climbed up on him to deliver a taste of his juices to him and he licked my face clean and kissed me madly. His compliments kept flowing and this made me feel good. We embraced and he said that he was going to do the same to me and he wanted me to just relax and do as the "coach" says. We made love for about two hours, return here to read the rest of this amazing evening with My Wrestling Coach.