Lavar enticed me to come back.
"I'm making rice and beans tonight," Lavar told me, after I texted him on a Tuesday evening.
"Rice and beans? You Puerto Rican or something," I asked.
"Si senor. Part black, part Puerto Rican, chico," he responded.
He called me and rattled a statement in Spanish, in a tone and accent I didn't recognize coming from him. I just thought he was from the midwest, or elsewhere, other than the U.S. territory until now.
"Why are we talking on these devices, and you're not naked in my house," he asked.
"So why do I have to drive all the way to Virginia Beach from Norfolk, through the rain, to help you get your rocks off," I asked.
"Me getting my rocks off? Mijo, from what I remember, you came like a bull when we played last time. I just want to make you cum again, or maybe I could cum with you, if you give me the chance," he said. "You think I'm playing with you, but I want that fat ass riding this dick of mine ASAP. "
I was a top. I had no business letting this bear talk to me in any way of making me submissive. Same time, Lavar's dick became a little more attractive once I found out he was part Latin, and the way he made me blow my seed last time kept him on my radar.
"Come over and blow off some more steam, baby," he said.
"I don't usually do this, Lavar," I responded.
"Boy, bring me that ass! I wanna make you blow again," he demanded.
I freshened up, not necessarily douched, but cleaned out the best way I knew how without going through that process. I showered thoroughly then I trimmed the hair on my ball sack, and around my cock base a little, as I loved the sensation of touch in those areas when there was less hair. I'd splash on a little bit of cologne before putting on a nice shirt, jeans, and loafers, then heading out to my car and programming the GPS to his home.
"I'm in the hot tub," he told me via text as I was on my way. "Got a glass of champagne here with your name on it."
I rushed up I-64 from out of Norfolk in the driving storm, just ready to do whatever he wanted me to do. I was spellbound that I jumped so quick at another guy, but Lavar wasn't your average lover, for this older, black bear and I had things in common to include the art of seduction and sexual execution. I made it to his nice home, getting out of the car as I looked and saw that it was completely dark on the inside. I'd become a little intimidated, then he called my phone.
"Come on in, baby," he said.
I looked up at one of the bedrooms to see him standing in the window, blinds open showing off his butt naked body, while he waved.
"Come on up here and join me," he said after advising me that the front door was unlocked.
I walked in to find the house only lit with candles, as they were strewn throughout
Lavar came down the stairwell. He cut on the lights with a remote control, showing off that bear body with a bouquet of roses in his right hand, covering his middle.
"Come move these flowers," he told me.
