"Sorry, I'm just heading to the bathroom. Didn't mean to bother you."
From Create Your Own Story
You pass the daddy by and step into the bathroom. It's dim in here, just like the rest of the bar, and you see three urinals and a couple of stalls. The room is empty right now, and you stand there for a moment, nonplussed. Now you just wait for Steve, you figure. At first you sort of hover in the middle of the room, but eventually you move to the sink so you can pretend to wash your hands if someone comes in.
The moments tick by. You're starting to wonder where the older bear is. When the door opens, you glance over, but it's the guy in the wifebeater you saw arrive earlier, who heads to the urinal while you give your hands a good long wash at the sink. When he's done, he nods at you before he goes, tucking his dick back into his jeans and giving you more than an opportunity to look at it before he does. You feel your face heat up.
As he steps out, though Steve steps in. The older bear grins when he sees you.
"Aha," he says, walking right up to you and crowding in close enough that you end up pressed against the wall of the bathroom while he leans his large frame into you. "Look what I found."
You smile up at him. He leans in and gives you a deep kiss - his tongue explores your mouth, and his beard is rough against your chin. He presses into you, and you feel his hard dick against your stomach. When he pulls back, he looks down at you and says, "Gotta say, it turns out I like chasing boys. Course, I think I like catching them more."
You grin.
"Hiding in the bathroom, eh?" he says. "That your way of telling me you're a dirty little boy?" His beard tickles as he leans in close to your ear. "You a dirty little boy who wants some bearmeat in the bathroom?"
You say...
