A Quick Fling: After the Gay Bar

Life experiences... Well, I have them, though perhaps not the ones I want, not all the time. I want more, to throw caution to the wind, even if I am getting in years. The younger ones would probably call me middle-aged, but I don't think I'm technical quite there yet, not as an English badger anthro.

But the Grizzly bear... He catches my attention every time we cross paths, out on the gay scene in the city. We smile at one another and exchange looks but, really, we haven't interacted all that much more than that.

I want to know him, however, his body and his mind. And, this time, a little boldness pays off as, finally, we get to talking and touching, letting the rhythms of our bodies call us exactly where we want to go.

Back at his car, we take things to the next level between us. Only time will tell, however, just how far things can go between us...

Author's note: this story contains consensual erotica between anthropomorphic characters. As in all my work, all characters are aged eighteen or older and clearly written as such.