Walt stood in the bar. His jeans hugged his well formed legs and his extra firm ass. His shirt clung to his strong chest and arms. Walt's grey hair, deep brown eyes, and strong muscular body had always given him his choice of sex partners. He would always take home a twink to fuck. He enjoyed their gasp when he stripped and they saw how muscular he was. They moaned as Walt easily lifted them and carried them to the bed and then pound their asses. Walt was used to being desired....not ignored.
The problem was that Walt was in a bear bar. All the guys there were either big, strong, thick, hairy men or they were looking for one. Walt was hot and strong as hell, but his stomach was flat. One might ask why Walt was there. He didn't want to be a toy for a big bear. Walt was the dominant one. It was that he was tired of having no fight from the twinks. He easily controlled them. He wanted a challenge.
The problem was that Walt was in a bear bar. All the guys there were either big, strong, thick, hairy men or they were looking for one. Walt was hot and strong as hell, but his stomach was flat. One might ask why Walt was there. He didn't want to be a toy for a big bear. Walt was the dominant one. It was that he was tired of having no fight from the twinks. He easily controlled them. He wanted a challenge.