Boytaurs and coffee

by Bearyphan

 Moderately bearish boytaur Sean gets up the nerve to ask his longtime crush on a date, which leads to a chill evening and few surprises.

Added: Sep 2021 3,472 words 951 views 4.3 stars (3 votes)

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My name is Sean. I’m 35 years old. I’m rather bearish as I have a short brown beard and hair and a somewhat big belly. My stomach isn’t as hairy or as small as I’d like, but I think I look pretty good. I go to the gym and lift weights. I may not be everyone’s dreamy muscle bear, but I feel healthy. And I live in a small city in Pennsylvania with a lot of boytaurs that live there. So now that you know my background, you’re probably wondering “what’s the point of that kind of introduction?”

Well, it lays the ground work for my story about my crush: Alejandro. We work together at small advertising firm and he’s been there for three years. And yes, you’ve guessed it, Alex’s a boytaur. I think he’s a little bit older than the average boytaur as he looks to be around 28, 29 years old. I love the way he looks wearing a suit over his four legs and his Oxford clings to his body and makes his beautiful caramel skin pop. And rather unusually for a boytaur, he keeps his black hair in one of those trendy short-on-the sides-long-on-top hair styles. I’m a sucker for a man with short hair. He’d be even sexier with a beard.

So yeah. Three years is a long time to be gushing over someone. It wasn’t a full three years of gushing. When Alex first started working at the firm, my partner of five years died of leukemia. It was a brutal time for me and I just… retreated into myself. I got up, went to the gym, worked, went home, gamed, and slept. Rinse, lather, repeat. Then one day after lunch I saw him there standing in the warm fall sun in his turquoise Oxford with three buttons open. He looked so handsome that day. And I’ve been gushing ever since.

This isn’t to say I didn’t go on dates with other guys. It just never felt right. Every time things started to get a little spicy, I’d just tense up and start thinking of Tony. There were a lot of unfulfilled nights left to be handled alone. Pun fully intended. And as much as I dreamt about doing…well… a lot of things to Alex, I also worried that I’d lose that desire like all the other guys I tried to be with over the past year.

Then this past Wednesday, Alex came up to me while I was working at my desk. “What are you listening to?” he asked.

“It’s Arlo Park’s debut album. I love her voice!”

“Me too! It’s amazing that she expresses so much with her voice.”

“What’s your favorite song on it?” I hurriedly asked.

“Eugene.”

“Black dog.”

We stared at each other in silence for a few minutes. You goof! You always do this! You know you’re good once you get started talking to him, I thought. “Hey, do you want to grab some coffee tomorrow? I know this cool place on Lincoln Avenue.” Wait. Where did that voice come from? That was me?

“I’d like that. What time?” Wait, what? Did he really just accept my invite? I felt my heart skip a beat.

“How does around 9:30 sound?”

“It’s a date then.” And he walked away back to his cubicle. I stared at his perfect butt and I suddenly felt some force on my lips and some pressure on pants. I stood up and quickly made my way to the restroom.


Saturday morning would not wait for me. I woke up early after a night of fitful sleep. I had to force myself out the door as I couldn’t decide on what to wear. Do I go for my usual geeky wear or maybe a little more formal with a blue polo and khakis? I ended up wearing my Snorlax shirt and a pair of jeans on a cool September Saturday.

I barely arrived on time at the coffee shop. I saw Alex standing outside the shop wearing a teal long-sleeve t-shirt that almost clung to his firm chest and a pair—or was it pairs—of denim shorts showcasing his muscular legs. He had on white sneakers on his feet. He just looked up from his phone when I approached him.

“Hey. I was beginning to think you weren’t going to show up,” he said.

“Nope. Just struggled to get up this morning. It sort of feels like a good day to cuddle with some blankets,” I said.

“It does feel like a good day to Netflix and chill,” Alex said with a wink. I felt my cheeks go red.

“Anyway… I’ve been looking forward to getting their mocha and a scone.”

“Sounds good. I’m thinking I’ll get a cinnamon latte or something.”

We went in and ordered our dinks. I got that mocha and a pumpkin scone. Alex picked up a cinnamon latte with a matching scone. We sat at a table and devoured our scones. Maybe it was fate or luck of the scones, there was a copy of Exploding Kittens sitting on the bookshelf next to us as well as a pile of other games. I picked it up and showed it to Alex.

“Want to play?”

“Sure, but I’ve never played it before.”

“It’s pretty easy to pick up. Here’s how to play…”

We then spent the next hour playing. He then proceeded to beat me the majority of the time.

“I thought you said you’d never played this game before?” I asked.

“I haven’t. I guess the cards just like me this morning,” he said matter of factly. He put his hand on top of mine.

I almost pulled my hand back in shock. It had been a while since I felt a man’s hand. I smiled at him. He smiled back.

“Let’s get out of here,” he said with a grin. “I’ve heard there are some great stores in this area to explore.”

“Well, I guess we should explore then,” I said. We got up, put our dishes in the dish bin, and we left. I felt the warm sun on my body while the cool air rustled my hair. We walked up and down the streets browsing the various stores: a board game shop, a comic book store, a spice store, a candy shop, and a video game store. We talked about our favorite shows and songs. And that’s when I learned Alex’s favorite Pokémon is a Snorlax. When we finished browsing it was almost noon and we ended up at a pizzeria.

“What kind of pizza do you want?” I asked.

“I’m thinking an onion and green pepper pizza.”

“That’s my favorite. Want to share a large?”

“Sounds like a plan.”

Thirty minutes later a cheesy pie was placed in front of use covered in onions and green peppers. I smelled the spicy garlic on top as I felt my mouth water. We dug into the pizza. I was surprised to see that Alex ate half of it by himself. It surprised me as much that I ate the other half.

“Ugh,” I groaned. “I think I ate too much.” I rubbed my stomach in an attempt to soothe the fullness I felt.

“My place isn’t too far from here. You’re welcome to come over if you’d like and chill.”

I looked at him. “Yeah, that sounds nice.”

We got up and Alex led me to his apartment. He wasn’t exaggerating about how close it was as it was a 10-minute walk. The outside wasn’t too uncommon for our area as it was three-story brick house. “I live on the first floor,” he said as he climbed the stairs ahead of me, keys in hand. This gave me a moment to gaze at his bubble butt and grin.

“Forgive me. My place is a little messy,” he said as he opened the door and stepped inside. I was quickly blown away with how open his place felt that didn’t match up with the simple exterior. The walls were a soothing green and the floor was a rich walnut. I felt like I was in the middle of a forest. Opposite of the door were two sliding doors that led out to a little patio. It was framed by ivory curtains that reminded me of clouds. Half way between us was an oriental rug that fit an extra deep couch that faced a 60-inch television hanging on the wall to the left. An expresso color TV stand was perfectly centered underneath it. Opposite of the couch was a small kitchen with some cabinets. I noticed that Alex left a lot of his spices out on the counter. To my immediate right was Alex’s bedroom. He had a queen size bed with navy blue sheets.

“It’s beautiful,” I gasped. This time, it was his turn to blush.

“Come on, let’s get you on that couch to relax,” he said. Taking my hand, he gently led me to the couch. I sat down on it and somehow, he sat next to me with his legs underneath him. From somewhere, I felt a blanket get wrapped and me. I noticed that it covered Alex as well.

“Any particular requests to watch?” Alex asked me as he started the app on the TV. My mind went blank. Alex started to scroll through the various genre layers.

“How about Nailed It?” I answered.

“Nailed It is it then.” He moved the cursor over and started the show.

I started to zone out due to the familiar sounds of Nicole Byer, the heavy blanket, and my full stomach. I felt 2 hands on my bare chest, gently rubbing my nips. I felt another pair of hands on my stomach, with the left one rubbing my stomach. A small moan escaped my lips.

“You have no idea how long I’ve waited for you to come over,” Alex whispered in my left ear. He softly kissed my neck.

“Alex,” I groaned. “I really want to do this with you. But every time I’ve attempted to do this in the past, my anxieties get the better of me.” He squeezed my right nip at that moment.

“Relax, Sean,” he calmly said. “We can go as slow as you want. Just enjoy the moment.” One of his right hands tilted my head towards me and he kissed me. I felt our tongues intertwine for a brief moment. I pulled back for a second, turned my body to face Alex, and resumed kissing him with my hands on his shoulders. I felt all 4 of his hands on my back. I felt my dick become hard as I pushed against his lithe body. Alex seemed to sense this and he smoothly pulled off my shirt in one swift motion and tossed it onto the other side of the couch. I lifted up Alex’s long shirt and he helped me pull it over his head. I got a quick look at Alex’s smooth caramel skin with a faint 6-pack seen on his stomach.

We resumed kissing and we got off the couch. We both fiddled with our respective belts and pushed our pants down, underwear and all. My modest 5-inch dick was pointing upwards. I saw Alex’s 2 front dicks. They were 9 inches longs and pointing right at me. It was then that I noticed both of Alex’s torpedo-like rear dicks. He took a step forward and pulled me towards him so our mouths reconnected. I felt my hairy gut against his faint abs.

He stopped kissing me and pulled his face away from mine. “Do you trust me?” He asked. What was going on?

“Well, yeah,” I responded.

“Jump up on me. I can handle it.”

“Are you sure? I’m not exactly light,” I retorted.

“Trust me. I’ve been practicing at the gym for this moment.” He resumed kissing me and I jumped up on him, crossing my ankles behind him and my arms around his neck. I felt his hands on my thighs and back. I closed my eyes. I felt him adjust me briefly and then the banging of his dicks on my back. When I opened my eyes were in a wet bathroom.

“You can let go now,” he said matter of factly. I uncrossed my ankles and clunkily felt my feet on the floor. A soothing and warm rain fell from the ceiling. I briefly closed my eyes as I let the heat wash over me. “Best to clean up before we get into any trouble,” Alex winked as he handed me a luffa. I took it and he squeezed some grey liquid onto it. I lathered it up and started to wash my body. I turned around with my back to Alex. I felt his arms wrap around me, his dicks going under me and sticking out beneath my balls. I closed my eyes and woofed. I felt my body relax into his. He kissed my neck several times. I turned around and started kissing him while I clumsily washed his back.

“Let me wash the rest of your body,” I said.

“Sounds good to me,” Alex said saucily. He turned his rear legs to me. I put some more of the fragrant grey liquid onto the luffa and I started to scrub his butt and hind legs. I noticed his hind dicks become even longer. I quickly washed them and his second stomach. “Hey. Leave some of the fun for the bedroom!” he laughed. He turned around and kissed me again. We rinsed the rest of the soap off our bodies. Alex handed me a large white towel. I quickly dried the water off my body. I watched in amazement as Alex nimbly dried himself with a towel. Once done he nimbly lifts me up, carries me into the bedroom and plopped me down onto the bed. Alex rubbed his hands through my hairy gut and chest.

“Relax, Sean. I think you’ll enjoy this a lot,” he grinned. He rubbed my stomach for a few more moments before he jumped up on me, our stomachs touching. “Take a deep breath. This might be a little rough at first.” I felt my eyes widen and I slowly took a deep a breath. It was at that moment that I felt one of his hind dicks enter into me and the other one be rock hard as it was sandwiched between our stomachs. I gasped in surprise and pain. Alex placed his hands on my chest and shoulders.

“Breathe through it, guy. Let yourself melt onto my dick.” I mutely nodded. I took another long breath and slowly exhaled. He gently smiled at me and rubbed my chest for a few seconds. He then slowly took his dick out of me before he began a gently rhythm of pounding my ass. I moaned in ecstasy as it felt like my body was flooded with pleasure.

He moved his hands that were on my shoulders to his dick. He rubbed himself a few times and I saw his front dicks become even longer. I felt my mouth water as I stared at them. “Which one do you prefer?” he asked with a smirk. Before I could even answer, he put both of them in my mouth. I sucked on them both for as long as I could, but it was just too much for me. I felt one of the dicks escape from my mouth, smacking me on my cheeks. I then started to bob my head back and forth on his dick, trying to get him to release his sweet nectar.

I felt myself become lost in the sensations. Alex kept pounding my ass while his other dick was rubbed by our stomachs. I swear my stomach started to feel wet. “You’re doing a great job, champ. Just a little longer,” Alex panted. I stopped sucking on one of his dicks and I looked at his face. I my hands and caressed his stomach. I then stretched a little bit further and I twisted both of his nips.

“Ohhhh…I’m cumming!” he screamed. He then pushed both of his cocks into my mouth. I suckled them like my life depended on it. I was determined not let as little of it as possible escape. I felt my entire insides become full of hot, sweet cum. My dick went off as well as his other hind dick, coating my body in cum. After what felt like an eternity, Alex rolled off of me and wrapped me in his embrace.

“That… was… amazing…” I panted.

“Shhhhh. You need your rest.” And that was the last thing I heard before I passed out.


When I awoke, the sky was dark. I felt groggy and a little unsteady with a mild headache. Considering the wild afternoon I just had, who could blame me? I felt some pressure on my bladder. As much as I didn’t want to get out of bed, I knew I needed to go. I somehow stumbled out of bed and made my way to the toilet. I lifted up the seat, closed my eyes, and pushed the urine out of my penis. One, two, three streams shot into the toilet. Wait. Three streams? I looked down to see that I now had three penises. I closed my eyes again, almost in shock. I rubbed my beard in surprise with my right hand and my chest with my left hand. What is going on here? I started to massage my stomach with my other hands, a habit I started in high school. Wait. Hands? How do I have four hands on my body? I somehow twisted my back and I saw that I now had back legs and a thick rear cock.

I quickly raised my hands to my head. I sighed in relief as I felt my short hair. Stereotype much? I chided myself. I walked over to the sink and washed my hands. It felt weird and erotic at the same time to feel the soap and water on my hands. I then dried my hands using the green hand towel to the right of the sink.

“How did you sleep, sleeping handsome?”

I turned around and I saw Alex standing in the doorway completely naked. I stepped forward and put one of my right hands on his arm.

“What happened to me?” I asked.

“You changed because of my cum. You needed to take at least three of my cocks in order to initiate the change. And the cum on top of your body helped speed it along.”

“But… why me?” I asked.

“Sean, I’ve wanted you over this past year. The more we worked together on projects, the more I liked you.” He then kissed me full on the lips for a full 30 seconds. I felt my front cocks become hard before I found myself moaning into the kiss as they exploded upwards.

“That’s really common for the first few hours,” Alex said. “Once your body has become more accustomed to the changes in hormones, that won’t happen unless you want it to.”

I looked down at our bodies and noticed that the cum I just shot was gone.

“Oh yeah. Once cum hits us, our bodies tend to absorb it really quickly.” It was then that I noticed that where my cum hit Alex’s stomach was now covered in hair.

“I think it’s a good look for you, cub,” I said affectionally. Alex rubbed his stomach in response to my comment.

“I think it is too. Anyway, I bet you’re starving. I made some tortilla de Española for dinner. Then we have the rest of the night to do whatever feels right to us. And then there’s that shop on Lincoln we can go to tomorrow morning for some coffee.”

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