With this image, I’m showing you the kind of story that goes along with my pics, just to get your thoughts on this kind of initiative.
"The summer matsuri was in full swing, lanterns glowing warm against the night sky, the air thick with the smell of grilled squid, takoyaki, and cheap sake. Ben Bigger had been drinking for hours with the other bears. Way too many cups. The big brute had shown up in a loose blue-and-white yukata and a traditional white fundoshi “for the vibe,” laughing that it would be funny.
It wasn’t funny anymore.
It was fucking obscene.
Ben was now slumped heavily on a wooden stool right in front of one of the stalls, his massive body glistening with sweat under the lantern light. His gold chain gleamed against his thick, hairy chest. The yukata had completely fallen open, bunched uselessly around his waist, putting his huge belly, fat pecs and dark nipples on full display for anyone walking by.
But the real show was lower.
The thin white fundoshi was completely defeated.
His monstrous cock had forced its way out completely, thick as a wrist and rock-hard, the fat, flushed head shiny and drooling a constant, heavy stream of precum. Thick strings of it ran down the veiny shaft, soaked the front of the ruined fundoshi, and dripped in long, obscene strands onto the wooden bench between his spread thighs. His heavy balls hung low and swollen, also glistening.
Ben let out a loud, drunken laugh, face flushed deep red, eyes glassy with sake and pure lust. One paw lazily held a half-empty cup of sake while the other slowly stroked his massive leaking cock right there in public, slow and shameless, smearing the precum all over the head.
“Fuuuuck… this sake is dangerous tonight,” he slurred with a wide, toothy grin, tongue hanging out a little. “Can’t even keep my dick in my fundoshi anymore… Look at this fuckin’ thing…”
He gave his cock a firm squeeze, forcing out another thick glob of precum that splattered onto the ground. The smaller bear next to him (also in a yukata, holding a bottle) just chuckled and shook his head, clearly used to Ben getting like this when he was blackout drunk.
Ben noticed a few eyes on him from the crowd. Instead of covering up, he spread his thick thighs even wider, lifting one leg slightly so the fundoshi slipped further aside, fully exposing his throbbing, dripping monster.
“What? Never seen a real bear get this hard before?” he growled loudly, voice thick with alcohol and arousal. He gave his cock another slow, lazy pump, making it bounce heavily. “Yeah… keep staring. Fuckin’ love it. This thing’s been leaking for the last twenty minutes and I ain’t even mad…”
He took another big gulp of sake, some of it spilling down his chin onto his chest, then looked straight ahead with a filthy, drunk smirk.
“Oi… you like what you see?” he rumbled, still slowly stroking himself. “Come closer then. Don’t be shy. This big drunk bear cock isn’t gonna suck itself…”
Ben leaned back a little more, belly jiggling, gold chain clinking, completely lost in his sake-fueled horniness, not giving a single fuck that half the matsuri could see him.
Best. Night. Ever."