Jeff sat alone at the bar, nursing his bottle of water. He'd just come from the theater. He had gone alone. Again. Now, even though the bar was full, he still felt very alone. He felt like he was in the eye of a hurricane. Except instead of wind swirling around it was music and lights.



He had just been jilted after a short, but torrid romance. He knew it wasn’t his fault, but that didn’t make the pain go away. Bill had been everything he'd ever wanted in a man. Jeff’s “crime” had been that he had cared too much. 



Even worse, they both did volunteer work for the same organization. They saw each other every day. Jeff always kept everything professional. Bill was just as cold as a person could be towards another. He wouldn't even return Jeff’s calls or email. So, once again, Jeff found himself alone. Cursing himself for a fool to have let his guard down. Again.



“Hey, man,” someone said, “You OK?” 



Jeff turned and looked into the bearded face of the stranger. “Yeah. I’m OK. Thanks for asking.” He returned the stranger's gaze.



“You sure, bud?” He looked Jeff in the eye.



“You don’t want to know my problems,” Jeff replied. 



“Well, sometimes a different perspective is all you need,” the stranger said. “Besides, I’m a good listener.” Jeff didn’t respond. 



“Do you mind if I sit here?” the stranger asked.



“It's a free country,” Jeff said.



“Kind of. Except for people like us. My names Chuck, what's yours?"



“Jeff.”



“Nice to meet you, Jeff,” Chuck extended a hairy paw to Jeff. Chuck’s hand was much bigger than Jeff’s. Jeff finally took a good look at Chuck. His tee shirt was skintight and it revealed every muscle in Chuck’s well-developed chest. He could see a tuft of dark hair at the neck of the shirt. Chucks arms were also covered in dark fur. The tight tee shirt accented the swell of his biceps and the curve of his pectorals.



“How about we go to the back bar. It's quieter there,” Chuck suggested. “I'd like to get to know you better, but if you don’t want to talk about your troubles that's OK, too.” 



“Sure,” Jeff finally agreed. Chuck led the way. Jeff couldn't help but notice how well fitting Chucks 501's were.



“Yeah, this is much better,” Chuck said, as he sat on a stool in a dimly lit corner of the back bar. “So. You wanna talk about it?”



“I don’t even know you, man,” Jeff replied. 



“Yeah, but if you don’t talk, you'll never get to know me,” Chuck said, “And, I’ll never get to know you.” They sat in silence for a few minutes. Other men wandered past giving them both the eye.



“See there? You're attracting some attention,” Chuck said. 



“Oh, please. They're looking at you, not me.” Jeff replied.



“Don’t sell yourself short. You're a desirable man,” Chuck said. 



“Well, I don’t feel very desirable at the moment,” Jeff said, taking a swallow of water from his bottle.



“Man problems?” Chuck asked. 



“Yeah. I thought I had met Mr. Right. Turned out I was wrong.”



“What happened?” Chuck asked. 



“We were reconciling after a problem we’d had,” Jeff began. “Then, one day, we were supposed to go to lunch. He cancelled and said we’d to it Thursday or Friday. He didn’t return my calls or email.”



“Sounds like a jerk,” Chuck responded. 



“Well, he has a habit of not responding.”



“So, then what happened?” 



“I stopped by his apartment and there was no reply. He'd been sick with the flu. So I was starting to get concerned.” Jeff continued.



“That's understandable,” Chuck said.



“I thought that maybe he was at the clinic where he does volunteer work. They said he hadn't shown up the previous day like he was supposed to,” Jeff paused. “Now, I was really getting worried.” 



“So, what did you do?” Chuck asked.



“I decided I would stop on my way back from out of town and see if he was home.” 



“And?” 



“I was on line and saw someone that he knows. I explained what was happening and he said he'd check and let me know.” 



“And did he?” Chuck asked. 



“No. Instead I get an email from Jack telling me that he was fine and for me to keep my nose out of his business,” Jeff said. 



“You're kidding!” 



“Nope. He also said that he had told the doormen to not let me in the building.” 



“Oh, man,” Chuck said.



“When did it become a crime to worry about someone's welfare? That's what I'd like to know,” Jeff said.



“Have you seen him since then?” 



“Sure,” Jeff said. “At the clinic. We ignored each other. Luckily, we're both in different programs, so I won't have to deal with him.” 



“You're better off without him,” Chuck said, he put his hand on Jeff’s thigh. 



“Yeah, but it still hurts.” Jeff said. “I feel sorry for his next victim.” 



“Tough situation,” Chuck sympathized.” 



“Yeah,” Jeff's voice choked up. “I’m not sure who I’m madder at, him, or me, for being so stupid.” 



“Did you say the dreaded L word?”

Jeff nodded, “But he responded the same way. He said things that indicated we had a future together.” 



“I think you need a hug,” Chuck said. He wrapped his big arms around Jeff.

Jeff buried his face against Chuck’s hard chest and struggled to keep from falling apart.



“Look at me, Jeff,” Chuck lifted Jeff’s bearded face. Jeff struggled to maintain control. Chuck lightly kissed Jeff’s lips. Jeff responded hungrily. 



Their hands began to roam over each other's bodies. Jeff pulled Chuck’s shirt out of his jeans. He pulled it up and ran his hands over the thick pelt. Chuck broke the kiss and licked his way along Jeff’s bearded jaw to his ear. He nibbled and sucked on it.



“Oh, man,” Jeff groaned. 



“Let's get out of here,” Chuck whispered. 



“Wait. Wait. There's something I have to tell you,” Jeff said. 



“What?” Chuck asked.



“I’m positive,” Jeff said. He expected Chuck to back off.



“Well, buddy. So am I,” Chuck replied. “So, it's no problem.” 



“Really?” 



“Yeah. Now let's blow this pop stand and go to my place.” 



“I drove,” Jeff said.



“OK. I live in walking distance, but there's parking there,” Chuck said, as he started pulling Jeff along. 



When they reached the coat check to get their leather jackets, they kissed again. “I’ll make sure you forget Jack. Even if it's just for the night.” 



“Who?” Jeff grinned.



“See? You're a handsome man. You look even more handsome when you smile,” Chuck said. 



“I lucked out and got a good spot tonight,” Jeff said, walking down the street to his Durango. Jeff followed Chuck’s directions as they drove away.



Chuck reached over and grabbed Jeff’s bulging basket. “Woof! You to a permit for that thing?” Jeff laughed. 



They parked and went into the building. “Elevator's this way,” Chuck said. 



The doors had no sooner slid shut and Chuck dropped to his knees. “I gotta see this.” 



“Can't you wait a couple of minutes?” Jeff moaned as Chuck swallowed his throbbing cock.



“There's your answer,” Chuck grinned. The doors slid open just as Jeff stuffed his hard cock into his pants. 



Chuck’s apartment had a wonderful view of the twinkling lights of the city skyline. “Wow,” was all Jeff could say.



“Come over here, man,” Chuck sat down on the couch. 



Jeff walked over to him. “Something you want?” He grinned.



“You know it, buddy,” Chuck undid Jeff’s belt and popped the buttons of this 501's. 



Jeff pulled Chuck’s tee shirt off. He ran his hands over Chuck’s hard, hair covered chest. “Woof,” Jeff said. 



“Let's get naked, Jeff.”

Chuck stood up and pulled Jeff into the bedroom. It shared the same view as the living room. Jeff raised his arms as Chuck pulled his shirt over his head. Chuck nuzzled his bearded face on Jeff’s hairy chest. He gently sucked on one nipple and then the other. They lay across the king size bed gently kissing and touching. Exploring each other's bodies. Finding all the special, secret places that would get the best response. Chuck lay on his back and pulled Jeff over his face. His fat tongue licked Jeff’s hole. 



“Oh, man,” Jeff moaned, “That feels so good.” Jeff’s hairy ass muffled Chuck’s reply. 



Jeff dropped down and took Chuck’s dripping cock into his mouth. “Tastes good,” he whispered. They rolled onto their sides. Chuck swallowed Jeff’s cock to the root.



“I gotta feel this cock up my ass, Jeff,” Chuck whispered.



“You sure that's what you want?” 



“Yeah, buddy. I do,” Chuck responded. Jeff released Chuck’s cock. 



The bigger man lifted his legs and spread them apart. Jeff knelt between Chuck’s legs. He started at Chuck’s right foot and slowly licked his way up Chuck’s well-muscled calf and the inside of his thigh.



“Oh, yeah. That feels so good,” Chuck whispered. Jeff dived between Chuck’s legs and licked his furry hole. 



“Oh, MAN!” Chuck said. “Put the big fucker in my ass, man.” Jeff pressed the helmet shaped head of his cock against Chuck’s hairy hole. Slowly, he pressed his cock into Chuck’s grasping flesh.



“Oh, yeah,” Chuck moaned. “Give it to me, Jeff.



“Man, this is one tight butt, Chuck,” Jeff whispered. 



“You all the way in, buddy?”



“I’m working on it,” Jeff told him.



“How big is that fucker?” Chuck moaned.



“Oh, yeah. We're getting there, man.”



“Give it to me hard and fast, Jeff.”



“Spread those legs, buddy.” Chuck locked his arms around his legs and held them as wide as he could. He was already sweating. Jeff slowly began to withdraw from Chuck’s clutching asshole.



“Hard man. Fuck me hard!” Jeff pushed in hard. He rotated his hips. 



“Shit, man. I don’t know what you're doing, but it sure feels great.” 



“You like this big old dick, eh?”



“Yeah, man. Give it to me hard and fast, you fucker.” Sweat ran down Jeff’s back as he continued to pound into Chuck’s receptive ass.



“Harder man, HARDER,” Chuck hollered. His own dick stood up proud and hard. It drooled onto his hairy belly. 



“I’m getting close, bud,” Jeff gasped. His sweat rained down on Chuck’s face. 



“Keep going, Jeff. Keep going,” Chuck urged him on.



“Oh. OH. OH, FUCK!” Jeff shouted. He could feel his cock swell. His hairy balls pulled up tight and his cum splashed into Chuck’s butt. 



“I’m coming, too,” Chuck gasped, as his cock shot his load all over his hairy belly and chest. He didn’t even have to touch himself. 



Jeff lowered his sweaty body onto Chuck. Neither of them spoke for a few minutes. Slowly, their heartbeats returned to normal. 



“You're gonna stay the night, aren't you?” Chuck asked.



“Sure. If you really want me to,” Jeff replied. 



“You bet I do,” Chucked kissed Jeff. “And the guy who dumped you? He was a fool.” 



“Thanks, Chuck.” 



“Jeff?” 



“Yeah, Chuck?” 



“Do you think we might make something out of this?” 



“I've been hurt so much, Chuck. I want to take it slow, OK?” 



“I understand, Jeff. I don’t want to rush either.”



“Can we talk about it later then?” 



Chuck wrapped his big arms around Jeff. “Sure Jeff. Anything you want.”



They fell asleep in each other's arms.