Chapter
6
Shortly
after four a.m., Craig opened his door and padded to Terry's open
doorway. He stood there, naked, for a long time; listening to
Terry's breathing and noting his restless sleep. He thought about
many things, especially the conversations the two men had had over
the past two weeks, and his reaction to them. He thought a lot about
Terry and the innate goodness he perceived in him. Outside, a dog
barked, and was answered by another. A night bird sang briefly, then
was silent. His decision made, Craig stepped into the room.
The
mattress creaked a bit and Terry woke almost instantly. Aware that
Terry was awake, Craig turned and said, “Is this still OK?”
“Oh!...
Oh, yes!” Terry reached his arms up and pulled the big bearish man
down next to him. “Oh, God, you are so fucking beautiful.” He
pulled Craig in tight, and for a few minutes they lay like that,
closely cuddled together, absorbing each other's heat and scent.
Craig tuned in the bed and faced Terry.
“Can we
pick up where I stopped us before? Kiss me?”
As the two
moved in to each other, their erect cocks collided, but each ignored
this as their lips touched, then parted; and their arms went up so
that hands could caress the backs of heads and then pull them in
closer.
Terry's
tongue played tag with Craig's, probing and retreating, then filling
the other man's mouth. By turns tender and firm, the kisses grew in
passion and their hands slid down furry backs and caressed muscle and
fat. Chests and bellies pressed together, cocks rubbed and slid
against each other. Craig moaned and placed his big hands on Terry's
butt and pulled him in tight against himself. “Sweet God in
heaven... you feel so good!”
Terry
forgot his leg and began to hump against Craig's body. Craig
returned motion for motion, and in only a few moments, Craig shouted,
“I'm cumming!” Terry felt a hot, pulsing flood against his belly
and shouted, “Yeah! Fuck, YEAH!!” His own ejaculation started.
The two
clung to each other as they pumped out their seed and pent up desire.
Rasping breath and grunts filled the room. Gradually the urgency of
their movements slowed and the rolled back slightly so they could
look at each other. “God damn,” Terry whispered. Craig smiled
and ducked his blond head against Terry's hairy chest. He searched
for and found a nipple, and began to lap at it, licking and nibbling.
“I'll
give you two hours to stop that.”
Craig
chuckled. “Hell I will.”
Terry was
about to ask something but Craig's move south stopped him. Craig's
tongue left a wet trail of saliva through Terry's cum-matted fur. He
paused when he reached Terry's semi-erect cock. He slowly licked the
hot flesh, tracing around the ridge and probing the piss slit. He
slowly swallowed the now hard member, his nose embedded in Terry's
thick bush. He inhaled deeply and groaned. Terry bucked once or
twice, and Craig began a pumping motion with his mouth. He kept up a
steady rhythm, and added his hand to the effort, his slick spit
serving as lube. Suddenly, Terry said, “I'm really close, buddy.
Better pull off.”
“Nuh-uh,”
Craig mumbled from around Terry's throbbing meat, and shook his head.
He stayed firmly attached to Terry's cock, still milking him with
his mouth Terry cried out and surged upwards into Craig's hot mouth
and bucked, once, twice, and then shot volley after volley into the
waiting gullet. Craig swallowed once and slowed, allowing Terry's
hips to finish the pumping job. When he was finally through, Craig
scooted up and shared Terry's cum with him.
“Always
wondered what it would be like to do that.... swap spit and cum with
a guy.”
“Well?”
“I like
it!” Craig got a goofy grin on his face and kissed Terry again.
His cock was once again rigid with desire and when Terry's paw
caressed it, he almost whimpered with joy.
“Don't
stop.... dear sweet Jesus, don't stop!”
Terry
really wanted to return the favor of a blow job, but he sensed that
Craig's need was for something else. He felt his hand grow slick
with the blond bear's precum and rolled on his back, pulling Craig on
top of him. Once Craig was between Terry's legs, he raised them up
against Craig's sides. The invitation was plain, but Craig had
little experience beyond a few hasty blow jobs and a fumbling and
failed attempt at fucking. He wasn't sure if Terry wanted to be
fucked or was just raising his cock for him to suck dry again.
“Fuck
me, bear. Take my ass.” Terry's hands hooked around behind his
knees and pulled his legs up tighter, raising his butt.
Craig read
that signal easily. He raised up and started to move in to
penetrate. Terry stopped him. “Man, you gotta use some lube.
Over there, in the night stand drawer.” Craig leaned over and
opened the draw and got the bottle of Wet. He squirted some on his
paw and slicked his meat, and wiped the rest on Terry's ass. “Like
that?” Terry nodded.
He moved
back into position, centered his rock hard meat against Terry's hole
and started to push. Terry grunted and pushed back, straining
against the battering ram. Craig's blunt tip forced an entry,
parting the tissue and muscle ring and starting to make entry. Terry
tried to muffle it, but a groan escaped.
Craig
immediately stopped, his body rigid with concern. He started to pull
out, but Terry spoke, “No, NO! Stay in me.... just hold for a
minute, let me get used to you.” Craig stopped pulling out and
held still.
“OK.
Just go a bit easy.”
“All the
way in?” Craig's body was telling him to pound away but his
inexperience and concern for Terry were making him cautious.
“In a
bit, then pull back, but not all the way out. Go in a bit deeper
each time. You're fucking huge!”
“Aww,
man, I AM hurting.” Craig started to back out.
“Don't
you DARE! I want you in me, bear... I want your hot fucking cock
buried in my ass.” Terry looked up and smiled at Craig, who looked
a bit shocked at the language. “It's OK... really.”
Craig
resumed a slow pump on his buddy's ass. He went a bit deeper each
time until his balls rested on Terry's ass. He signed deeply at the
same time Terry did. They both laughed.
“It just
takes a bit of time, that's all. Damn, you feel good!”
“Really?
You like it?” Craig sounded unconvinced.
“Fuck
yeah.... This is as close as two guys can be. And when it's someone
like you, it's just so great....” Terry sighed again. “Fuck me,
Craig.”
Craig took
his cue and began to move, pumping his meat into Terry's warm, furry
butt. Each stroke got a grunt or a moan from Terry, and soon Craig
was joining in, vocalizing along with him. Craig felt the urgent need
of his balls and prostate, the pressure building and the geyser of
his load starting to rise. “Oh, shit, man, I am gonna cum... I'm
gonna shoot!” Craig's rhythm became erratic as he deep-dicked
Terry in an attempt to climb inside the mid-sized bear he was
fucking. “GOD!!”
Terry
moaned along with Craig's shout and felt the blond bear's hot gush of
semen shoot into his gut. His leg was aching badly but he wasn't
about to stop, he wanted this bear to breed him, wanted this healing
closeness for both of them. He felt as if he was in part of his
dream, but this was real, he could touch this and it wouldn't melt
away. He worked his sphincter, squeezing tight to give Craig the
best ride he could. Craig moaned with pleasure.
Craig
slowly softened and he finally pulled out, still dripping some cum,
shining and slick with lube and his own seed. “Oh, man......”
He was utterly at a loss for words. He'd never experienced release
like that before, had never had such a satisfactory orgasm. He
helped Terry lower his legs and lay down beside him.
“How do
you feel?” he asked Terry.
“Well
and truly fucked. No, more than that. Full and content and happy.
Hold me?”
Craig put
his arms around the smaller bear and cuddled him close. He was
silent for a long while and then sighed.
“You
worrying again, Craig? Don't. If you ever had any doubts,
listen to your body now.” Terry placed his arms over Craig's and
hugged.
“No. No
doubts. I was just.... happy. Relaxed. It was a 'good' sigh.”
“Good...
I'm glad.”
As their
breathing returned to normal, a delightful sense of satisfied
lassitude crept up on both of them, and they dozed in each other's
arms.
What every bear dreams of: the perfect 'roll in the hay'....GRRRR,WOOF!
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