NorwegianBear´s cave

Introduction

Hi, my name is Kristian, and I am an openly gay Norwegian man. I was born in 1973, on an island on the west coast of Norway called Stord.

I live as a married man in an open relationship with the man I became involved with in a committed relationship in 2007. Today we live a short distance from the center of Bergen.

I am a chubby, hairy bear, and on the internet I am best known by my alias; NorwegianBear.

I am usually always horny, and I love having sex. I also love to make gay amateur porn, and having some acquaintances who let me film during hookups, I now have got a few movies online.

In this section you can read about when and how I learnt to masturbate, how I began to wonder if I was gay, my first gay experience, and my relationship with and interest for porn.

Thank you very much for visiting my site.

Something white and sticky came out of my penis

I can't remember when I discovered that there was more than pee that could come out of my cock, but I believe that it was sometime between I was 11 and 12 years old.

I and some friends were looking through files on a floppy I had got for my Commodore 64. The floppy contained various games and programs, among them a file named "Liten gris”. In Norwegian, it means "little pig", and we wondered what game that could be.

The original title for the program was “Piccolo Mouso”, and it was a program showing an animation of a boy/man who was moving his hand up and down on his cock until something white flushed out of it. As none of us had ever mastrubated before, we thought that the animation showed him peeing on himself, and we found it rather amusing.

One morning when I was just sitting there in my bed, I did the same thing that I had seen in the animation. Suddenly I felt a strange feeling, and a white, sticky substance erupted from my cock. At first, I did not understand what it was, but this was the first time I saw sperm.

I liked the feeling and found doing it very exciting, and of course, I continued to do it often.

Am I gay?

Some time during junior high school, I began to feel more interest in the guys in my class rather than for the girls. This, together with me getting more and more found of one of my male classmates, made me begin to wonder if I was gay.

When we were in the shower after gym, I found that I liked looking at naked guys. I especially liked looking at one of my classmates who was really hung, and I had fantasies about what it would be to touch his cock.

If I got a hand on an erotic magazine, I would look at the guys in the pictures rather than the girls. The magazines I could get in hand were primarily for a heterosexual audience, so there were not many pictures of single guys. Some of the magazines would, however, sometimes include gay erotic novels.

The favourite part of a magazine would be if there was an overview of porn movies one could order through postal order from abroad. In one of the magazines there would often also be an overview of gay porn. Even though the Norwegian law demanded pictures of an erect cock or pictures depicting sexual activities be censored, I could stare at the movie covers for long periods while I had fantasies about big cocks and gay sex. It was especially pictures of blowjobs that turned me most on.

At one moment, I started to taste and swallow my own sperm when I was wanking, and would sometimes lay down with my cock over my face and shoot the load into my mouth or over my face. My big dream was to taste someone else’s sperm.

There is a first time for everything

In the last year of middle school, a new boy joined my class. It turned out that we had a lot of common interests, so we quickly connected and became friends. Once during the first half of the school year, he came home with me after school. I don't remember if it was to do homework together, watch a movie, play computer games, or just hang out like 15-year-old boys do.

We spent most of our time in my room, while my parents and brother were mostly on another floor. We talked a lot about everything and nothing. Of course, the conversation also turned to sex. Suddenly he asked if we were going to masturbate. I was quite surprised and answered, "Why not?" We took down our pants, and took out our cocks. When I saw his big, hard cock, I got hard immediately. Soon we were sitting next to each other on the sofa couch in my room and jerking off. It was a dream come true to sit next to another boy and watch him play with his hard cock.

He said I could touch his cock if I wanted, and for a while we were masturbating each other. I realized this maybe could be my chance to taste someone's cock, and nervously I told him that I was a little curious how it would be to taste someones cock, fearing how he would react. I was so relieved when he just said, "Go ahead if you like, why not just taste mine?"

I couldn't quite believe that my big dream was finally coming true, and for the first time I got to close my lips around a cock. I enjoyed how delicious it felt to have a hot, hard cock in my mouth, and I completely fell in love with the taste. I alternated between licking and sucking it, and I guess I was born to suck cock since I had it all the way down my throat from the start. It felt like time stood still, and we both enjoyed the whole situation. He started breathing deeper and deeper, until his cock was pulsing, and he squirted a big load of cum into my mouth. Since I had tasted my own cum many times now, it felt natural to swallow. He seemed quite surprised that I swallowed it all.

Every time he visited late or slept over, it usually ended with us gete naked and he letting me suck him. We also tried once to see if I could get his dick in my ass, but since I thought it was too painful, we stopped even before he got the head of his dick in. The last time we played together was in 1994. That was the year he met the girl who later became his wife

I really loved to suck, but I was also curious on getting fucked, however, the pain stopped me. At the age of 25 I met a guy who knew how to go on with someone who had never been fucked before. He was patient, and thought me how to relax. The way he did it made me love anal sex.

One of the best experiences I've had with anal sex was when a friend technically raped me, when he woke me up by just shoving his cock all the way inside my ass. I was asleep and he laid over me, saying "This is going to hurt". Despite the "forced entry" and also that I want to wash my ass before anal sex, I let him continue. He fucked me for almost two hours before he shot his sperm inside me, and so far he's also the only one who has managed to fuck me until I got an orgasm.

Cocksucker

Have loved to suck a cock since I was 15 years old.

Sizequeen

I especially fancy big cocks - The bigger the better. Though size is not every thing.

Cum addict

I love cum, and especially love the feeling when a cock is pulsating and shooting the load into my mouth or into my ass.

Anal sex

I love getting fucked, especially to get a huge cock up my ass.

Bareback sex

I love haveing someone breed my ass and shoot their load inside.

My interest for porn

I think I can say that I have enjoyed browsing through porn magazines and been interested in pornography since I was about 8 years old, after I found an adult magazine for the first time after rummaging through the drawers of my stepfather's home office. This was of course a magazine with heterosexual content, although not the kind you could buy in stores here in Norway which was full of censorship. This was a hardcore magazine that depicted sex, between men and women of course. I didn't quite understand what was going on in many of the pictures, especially not these pictures where someone had their dick in their mouth. In pictures where a man was squirting, I thought it was piss coming out of his dick.

When my mother found out that I had taken this magazine, and a few more, she was furious. These were magazines for adults only! When I found out that this was forbidden, it only became even more exciting.

A few years later, when we visited my mother's partner's parents, I came across his younger brother's pile of erotic magazines. These were the kind of magazines that were available in Norwegian shops, mostly "Aktuell rapport", "Cats" and "Lek". This was around the same time that I discovered that boys were more exciting than girls, and that I liked looking at other people's cocks.

I wasn't so excited about "Cats", as this magazine mostly only contained pictures of naked women. "Aktuell rapport" and "Lek", though primarily aimed at a heterosexual audience, would usually contain a few gay erotic stories, and some pictures of boys together with girls.However, if a boy had a hard cock or the picture depicted any sign of sexual activity, there would be a black line covering the cock. It was also "Aktuel rapport" which had a catalogue of pornographic films for sale from abroad. It was these small pictures I could study in hope of finding some pictures of cocks that had not been censored.

Censorship of erotica in Norway gradually disappeared, with the last formal restrictions on films lifted in 2004 after amendments to the Constitution, and the banning of sex images in print media practically abolished around 2006.

My first hardcore gay magazine and a gay VHS movie

In the summer of 1991, I visited Copenhagen for the first time as part of an interrail travel together with a classmate.

While we were waiting for the train that would take ut to France, I went to a kiosk to buy drinks, snacks and some reading material for the trip. I was mildly surprised and wide-eyed when I saw that the kiosk had a slightly fresher selection of magazines, in open shelves, than those one could find in Norway. On the counter itself there were a few magazines on display, including a magazine called "Cock". The front picture was a full-scale picture of a guy showing off his enormous dick.

I didn't dare go straight for the gay magazine, so I looked around and picked up a couple of non-erotic magazines and a number of the erotic magazine "Danish Cupido". As soon as I was the only customer in the kiosk I went to the counter and very nervously picked up the number of "Cock". My nerves disappeared when the clerk didn't even raise an eyebrow at someone buying a gay magazine.

During the travel back to Norway, we had to stop in Copenhagen again. This time I went directly to an adult bookstore, where I bought a few more gay magazines. The magazines were well hidden at the bottom of my backpack, since I feared that my mother would typically take care of the dirty laundry as soon as I got home.

In the summer of 1992, my classmate and I went back to Denmark to by car. The plan was to drive around between different small towns and sleep in hostels. One of the towns we visited had 3 to 4 stores just called "Sex Supermarked". Of course, a sex supermarket made me quite curious, and I wanted to check it out.

While my classmate was looking around in the straight section of the store, I now went directly to the shelves with gay items. The lady who ran the place was a very nice grandma, and told me that it was possible to rent a movie and watch in a private video cabin. This was out of my comfort zone at the time, so I decided to buy a couple of movies on VHS and watch them when I got home.

Finally I got to watch a gay porn movie, and I think I had noen even finished the first movie before I had masturbated and squirted.

Coming out

For many years I lived in this famous closet, and only a few very close friends knew that I was gay.

I didn't dare to do anything that could reveal my big secret, and I therefore didn't do anything that could lead anyone to suspect me of being gay. I would look in erotic magazines and "look" at the girls, I pretended that I was interested in girls and that I liked them with big tits best, and also had a few videos of heterosexual porn. Well hidden, I had some other films that I could enjoy and masturbate to when I was alone. Since I was afraid of being found out, I didn't have much sex either.

From 1992 to 1998, I had sex two or three times, including the last time my former classmate and I met and played around in 1994.

However, since no one had ever seen me go home with a girl or accompany a girl home, questions like “have you ever had sex with a girl?” and “are you gay?” still came up several times. I would usually laugh at the question, explaining that I wasn’t interested in sex unless it was with the right person, and that I was looking for just that one. For many years, my best friend was a good cover, and most of my friends and colleagues thought we were actually a couple.

One night, when I and some of my closest friends who knew I was gay were out drinking, they suddenly decided that it was time for me to visit a gay place. So they took me to "Fincken", the then and still today only gay bar in Bergen. At that time I didn't feel very at home there, so I mostly stood alone with a beer while my friends swayed a bit on the dance floor. About a year later I plucked up the courage while walking around the city, and visited this bar alone. Later, when I was out drinking with friends or colleagues, it often happened that I left them under the pretext of being tired or that I was going to meet a friend somewhere else. And of course I went to "Fincken".

I was confronted by some colleagues who told me that there were some rumors that I was "not quite straight", as I had been observed in and out of Fincken several times. I also learned that "someone" had seen me making out with a guy. In 1998 I decided to ask a colleague, who knew I was gay, if there were many others who knew my secret. His answer was short: "Kristian, everyone knows that. We’re just waiting for you to come out of your closet!”.

From that moment on, in March 1998, I considered myself open to friends and colleagues. However, the big secret still had to be revealed to my family. My mother kept talking about a friend of mine who she dreamed of having as a daughter-in-law. My friend could also tell me that my mother asked her a lot about why we weren't together, and in the end I was given the choice "now you say it, or I will!". Together with my friend, the day finally came when I had to tell my mother that she would never have a daughter-in-law, but that there might be a son-in-law one day. I think my mother took it quite well, although she immediately poured herself a drink.

Today I consider myself openly gay, although I never appear or present myself as gay. "Hi, my name is Kristian, and I'm gay" is not my thing. But when people ask me, I answer honestly and ask someone about "my wife" when they hear that I'm married, they get know that I am married to a man.

Open relationship

From the time I came out of the closet until 2007, I mostly only had sex dates, with the exception of one short-term relationship of just over 1 year. Among most gay people in Bergen, I was known as a slut, and my friends considered me someone who wanted to be single forever and never settle down.

In the late summer of 2007, I was supposed to meet a guy I had chatted with a lot on the website gaysir, and who I was also friends with on Facebook. One of his friends was shocked when he found out that he was going to meet me, "with the guy who has slept with almost everyone in Bergen?"

We met at a bar, and he ended up coming home with me. When he left the next day, I didn't know if we would meet again or not, but about 14 days later we met again. Then we started meeting each other more and more regularly and agreed that we should have a relationship. My friends, based on my reputation as someone who slept with everyone, bet that I would be single again within the next 6 months.

During the first few years of our relationship, I didn't have sex with anyone other than my boyfriend. However, I got bored with just traditional sex and having sex with the same person, especially when I have a much higher sex drive. It's no secret that I started meeting other guys just for sex. I was very discreet about it, and never met anyone at home. It would be sex dates at other people's houses, in the car, outdoors, or in a restroom.

In 2012, my boyfriend, who happened to guess the PIN code to my phone, found an SMS that I should have deleted. When he confronted me about what he had read, it came out that he too had secretly met a guy. Especially since I had been away from home for work. He told me that he had gone and visited this guy at his house, and that he and another guy had also visited while I was single.

We agreed to be honest with each other and decided to enter an open relationship. The rule was to not have sex at home unless you had the house to yourself, and never invite anyone to your hotel room when you were traveling together. That same summer we also visited a gay sauna together for the first time, but we played separately since we have very different preferences.

We are still together and married now in 2026.

2011

Posted a video of me wanking on xTube

2013

Posted my first movie giving a blowjob

2015-2018

Filmed and posted 13 movies

2019

Start of the Grindr area

2021

Filmed and posted Grindr Hookups 50

2024

Grindr Hookups 80

Making homemade gay porn

In 2011 I had played around with my cell phone a bit and filmed myself masturbating and squirting. Since I had seen on xTube that several people had uploaded jerk-off videos, I decided to do the same with my videos and created my first profile on a porn site.

In 2013 I received a message from a guy who wanted to get sucked and fuck me. I had now seen some small homemade videos that people had posted, and told him that I was a bit curious to see how people would react if I posted a video of myself sucking someone. He said he would let me film and post the movie, as long as I didn't show his face. I filmed by holding my cell phone in one hand with the camera in selfie mode, while I sucked him. I didn't think about the camera angle, just that I wanted a video of myself with a dick in my mouth. The feedback made me want to make more films, but it would be two years before I met someone new who was willing to let me film.

From 2015-2018 I filmed and posted videos from 13 sex dates. It was still the same setup as in 2013, with a cell phone in hand. Basically, it was the one I was sucking who was filming.

In 2019, I met a young guy on Grindr who lived here in Bergen. I met him a few times where I sucked him off. He told me that he had seen my movies and would be happy to film as long as he remained anonymous. Since I had met him on Grindr, I chose to call the movie Grindr dates.

As of today, there are 138 films from sex dates, 1 solo film and 2 compilations posted on the site. In addition, there are 16 films available for logged in users.
During the years I have gradually developed the filming, from filming with one cell phone held in hand, and to today where I use 5-6 cameras, with 4 cameras on tripods filming from different angles. I also feel that the editing has become better, and more well thought out. I also have started to post unedited versions of the movies, where raw material from the different cameras are shown as they were filmed. These unedited versions are only available for logged in users.

And finally, in 2025 my big dream of filming a hookup with two guys using me together was fulfilled. This is an experience I hope to film several times again.

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Why expose yourself like this?

Some time after I posted the first video of me sucking someone, the question of exposure on the internet came up. Some people thought I had been the victim of a possible blackmail attempt. I told my then-boss that there was nothing to worry about, and that this was a video I had posted myself. He told med that what I did in my spare time was my business, but still could not quite understand.

The next videos were once again some videos of me masturbating, until I posted a new video in 2015. And a few years later, during a meeting with a superior, I was informed that a message of concern had been received about me, and the question was once again why I would expose myself like this.

I told him that this was something I thought was a known issue in the workplace, and that I had been instructed not to actively talk about this hobby. "Don't tell, unless asked" was the instruction I received.

Some of my colleagues also jokingly say "oh, here comes the porn star" when I meet them. They have said that I can say if I think they are too bad, but I have assured them that I just like them joking with me.

I have also been asked if I don't think it is embarrassing that people can recognize me from the videos. Well, if I was afraid that to get recognized , I probably wouldn't have filmed without a mask or hood and made sure that I couldn't be recognized, or not beein making amateur movies at all.

I've also been asked if I don't find it embarrassing that people can recognize me from the videos. Well, if I was afraid that people would recognize me, I probably wouldn't have filmed without a mask/hood and made sure that I couldn't be recognized - or stopped making films.

No, I'm not embarrassed that people can recognize me, and here are the 4 most important reasons why I choose to expose myself on the internet:

Fame: When I receive messages like the oned shown to the rights and messages like "Hey, you're this guy who makes those great movies, right?"

Increase the amount of amateur porn:The interest in amateur porn rather than mainstream porn from the big porn companies is increasing, and I want to contribute to increasing the amount of amateur porn. Especially within Norwegian amateur gay porn.

I feel like I'm not attractive or handsome: But when I receive messages from people who have seen my movies and think I'm hot, it really helps my self-image.

I like it: I love showing how I make a guy cum, and how I like to suck and get fucked.

Of course, I also get messages like "Fuck the way you look", "The only good thing about your site is what's not of you", "Your movies make me sick, I think I'm going to throw up!", but they are in minority!

To you, I just want to say: If you like my porn, you watch it - If not, you skip it and watch something else.

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Piccolo Mouso

Feels so good

Erotic magazines

Looking at guys in the shower

Tasting cum

Gay porn movie catalogue