Fishing for a bear part 1
Adam struck a match, and gently moved the flame around the outer edge of the pipe's bowl, as he took slow puffs of his pipe, the smoke thickening with every draw. he walked over to dallas, and handed him his pipe.
Paternal Guidance
"er... trying to smoke a pipe?" i whined? my massive father puffed heavily on his pipe for a few seconds. "i can see. don't seem to be doing very well at it though." i shook my head.
Fishing for a bear 3
Frank had his pipe hanging from his mouth, lit with a fresh bowl of tobacco. he blew a smoke ring that circled around the end of adam's muzzle before it disappeared.
Old Hand
Nice having a smoking buddy too, we'll have to get you a pipe if you like that one" "oh shit, definitely," owen gasped, exhaling more of the bluish smoke. "i'd love to smoke a pipe with you don... us out on the river together..."
Fishing for a bear part 2
He took long slow draws on his new scorched-black pipe, letting the smoke pool around the dim cab light. he flicked his tongue as the smoke left his mouth, sending smoke rings wafting to the roof of the cab.
The Meat Market pt 3
It took a couple of pulls before smoke flooded his mouth. he pulled hard on the pipe, the smoke getting thicker, it jetting out around the stem.
Cobalt's Shadow
Zalo bowed his head in thanks before he brought the pipe to his lips. darig watched with far more eagerness than one might typically have. zalo drew in air through the pipe, the bowl glimmering before the smoke filled his mouth.
A Boar and a Lion Part 2
Harry lights his cigar and i pull my pipe pouch out of my pants and pack and light my pipe. i don't smoke as much as i used to but i still like to now and then. papa harry puts his big striped arm around my shoulder.
Hibernate
Contains: older/younger, pipe smoking, bears, and good old fashioned butt sex.
~ Bent Over the Fence ~
The contact pushed the shire forward; rails pressed deeper into his chest, drawing a soft grunt around the pipe stem. smoke came in shorter puffs now. he started at the quarters.
18 and Full of Need
Really, i think the pipe he normally smoked pulled it all together. it gave him this look of one of those sophisticated big game hunters from the african plains.
A Real Man
"let me get these cigars lit," the older lion muttered, positioning his stool to lean on before gathering his oversized smokes from their box with a satisfied grin. the bartender, still smoking the lion's pipe, flicked open the zippo.