Bearcave Letters
Dear Bearcave, I hope my friends don't read this, but what happened to me last weekend was incredible. I have to tell someone and I've changed the names to protect the guilty. Besides, you offered me $500 if you published my story. My four...
Country Bear and Son / Boys Will Be Boys
Country Bear and Son Author's note: This is a sketch. I wrote it more to get a feel for the accent and dialog of the Dad character than anything else. Too short for Yiffstar, so it stayed on FurAffinity. I finally got around to writing a follow-up...
Birthday Party
"I suppose you two will want coffee with your cake?" the elephant said, rising from the table with a shift of her hips that still caught at Ben's libido. Dinner was over and Steve belched before excusing himself. "Your wife sets a good table,...
The Toilet and The Pipe Bear (two chapters)
Toilet "More elaborate sentient toilets you never will see!" My guide was drunk, swaying in his modified jackboots. He smelled, to me, of rubbing alcohol, but that was because before going into the party he'd taken a moment to cool down,...
The Bullshitter's Club
The Bullshiter's Club The room was more of a private club that just happened to sit behind a bar and nightclub. To get in, one needed an electronic slide key and there was no official wait staff. If you wanted a beer, you had to go out to the bar...
Broken Condom
Broken Condom Alex lie on his side, panting in unison with his partner as reality bleed back into him. Like hundreds of times before, the big man grasped the rubber ring of the condom that encircled his softening cock and withdrew. He rolled to...
The Bullshiter's Club: Three Month Later
Maj double-checked the emergency brake of his tiny hatchback as the sun started to set behind the steep hill. He got out of the car and walked over to the club. It was still early, the music wasn't cranked up so loud. The dog tending bar gave him a nod...
The Roommate
The red digits of the clock-radio read 8:45 as Daniel pulled himself out the window of the townhouse bedroom he rented for a smoke. He wasn't sure why, exactly, that he felt the need to hide the fact that he enjoyed a pipe. Maybe it was because his...