Usual disclaimers apply. Men will be having sex with each other in this story. Don't read it if you don't want to or if it's illegal for you to do so. Additionally, they won't be using condoms, because it's fantasy. In real world, please wrap it.
Thanks for all the words of encouragement (they help) and a hearty "woof" to my fellow bears :)
I heard that the water was still running. I walked slowly to the bathroom; my legs cramped from my earlier position.
"Holy fuck, I'm starving." I grumbled to myself as I limped down the hall.
When I entered the bathroom Drew was wrapped in a towel and leaning against the wall, waiting for me. I think he may have showered before I got there. His face lit up when he saw me. "Everything ok?"
I nodded. "Everything's in place again, inside and out. Kind of." Damn, I sounded weak. "Let's get in the shower. I feel gross."
"But you smell great." He said, winking at me, and my cock started to rise. He laughed at that. "Don't worry. I won't attack. I think you need a few good meals and some rest first."
I arched an eyebrow. "I must look like shit."
He shrugged. "When I fuck someone to the point of limping, they probably need a break."
The water was a little hotter than I normally like, but it felt fantastic. Thankfully, the shower was large enough for the both of us. I was a little unsure about the height, but Drew just fit without looking too uncomfortable. I stood under the water for a few minutes before I felt him him starting to soap me up.
I grunted in approval. He spent some time at my swollen asshole being very gentle. It wasn't too sore, but it definitely felt used.
"Drew, I...I don't know what to do now." I hate sounding clueless and vulnerable. "I feel so strongly connected to you for obvious reasons, but we don't even know each other. The fact that this feels so natural and so awkward for me at the same time is making me a little anxious."
His hands moved to massage the muscles in my back.
"I can feel that." He said.
The massage was wondrous. My cock was hard and aching, but I didn't have a strong desire to do something about it. When I sensed that Drew was a walking contradiction earlier, I did not suspect he would turn my life into a giant contradiction.
He pressed his body close to mine, and I could feel that he was hard. Actually, I could feel he was hard well before his body got to me, but he just held me, helping me support my weight.
I calmly pleaded, "Could you just tell me something about yourself. Anything. I feel like I have to know everything about you. And while I could try taking what I want to know from your mind directly, it would be painful and a little dangerous."
Drew rubbed my shoulders before replying. "I did not expect to find my mate today, to start. It feels surreal for me, too. Uhhh...well. Let's see. I'm a small business owner. You know I was born a werebear. I have two brothers; I'm the youngest. I like to bake. I enjoy long walks on the beach at sunset. The whole bit."
He likes to bake and he's a small business owner. "A werebear pastry chef?"
Drew chuckled. "No, but that's a good guess. I own a daycare."
I couldn't help it. I started laughing hysterically. When I was able to breath again, I asked, "So let me see if I understand. I, who struggle to command the arcane forces of the universe that bind all energy and matter in ways that defy belief, am now mated to a daycare owner?"
"A werebear daycare owner." He corrected. "Hey, once my family finds out you're a warlock, you might need to some belief-defying magic. And yeah. I own a daycare. I love kids." His tone was light-hearted, for which I was grateful. I can be kind of an ass sometimes. For a moment I felt a pang of sorrow that I'd never be able to give him children.
I turned around and slipped my arms under his and looked up into his eyes. "So, should I stock up on honey and salmon...or something? Maybe pic-a-nic baskets?"
Drew started tickling me, and refused to stop until I started begging him. "That's better, smartass." He said giving my butt a whack. "Should I stock up on the souls of innocent children in case you get hungry?"
I turned off the water, and retrieved a towel. "Any soul will do, thank you." I joked. "Since you've mentioned me eating things a couple times now, though, I'm damn hungry. How would you feel about going out on a first date now that we're mates and you've bred my eager hole?" I smiled as said it and proceeded to dry myself off.
Apparently, the memory of my eager hole had an effect on him, and that 12in monster cock came to full attention, but he ignored it.
"I would very much like that, Patrick. I have a quick errand to run, though. I didn't expect to be away from the daycare for that long. I need to check in with the staff. Would it be ok, if I came back a little later. Maybe I could even spend the night?" The apprehension in his voice was disgustingly cute.
I sighed. "Yeah you can spend the night, I guess. As long as you agree to spend the next night here, too. And the one after that. See where this is going?"
He gave me a goofy grin and nodded. "Yeah, I think I do."
I reached over and put my hand on his cock. "Here. I promise this won't tax me."
His face told me he was confused but he didn't object. I willed a very small amount of energy through my hand and through his rock hard cock. He gasped as he bucked forward just once before thick strands of cum came shooting out to splatter against the bathroom wall. The sound of his grunting and the cum splatting was turning me on. Drew put a hand on the wall to keep his balance as his pulsing dick finally stilled and started to grow softer in my hands.
He breathed heavily. "That was fucking intense!"
"Just wait till I fuck you."
His upturned eyebrows showed me that he wasn't expecting that.
I said matter-of-factly, "You didn't think I was only a cock hungry bottom whore, did you?"
That made him blush. Finally. It took fucking long enough. He wiped his cock on my towel and kissed me just once on the lips. We made our way to my--now our?--bedroom. It had a definite odor, which wasn't completely unpleasant. We dressed quickly, sneaking glances at each other.
"Why are you clothes so big?" I asked off-handedly.
"So they're easy to get off if I have to shift quickly."
Ask a silly question...But it did beg another.
"Do you frequently have to shift quickly?"
"Depends on how many wolves are around."
That intrigued me, but I didn't want to get into it now. We made our way downstairs. Gabe was at his desk and gave me a look that I knew meant a lecture was coming. Drew stopped at the front door. Before opening it, he turned around gave me a long, deep kiss.
"I'll call you when I'm on my way back over."
"Here." I pulled out a business card, one of the few I keep around that has my cell number on it.
Drew smiled, kissed me once more on the lips, and left. I wandered slowly back to my desk while I attempted to avoid looking at Gabe. I sat for several seconds reviewing the folder of translations I had meant to look at before Drew came in, effectively married me, and gave me the best sex of my life. Mondays...
I could feel Gabe's stare. "Can I help you with something?" I asked in a tone that sort of approached normal.
"Don't even start playing that shit with me." He spat. "What the hell was that?!"
I guess I did, kind of, owe him an explanation. "Ok, what do you want to know?"
"Anything. Everything. Do you plan on making a habit of sending me out so you can fuck random werebears that walk in the office?"
Something about his tone and the way he quipped sent a rush of rage through me. I immediately stood up and tendril of electricity snaked from hands to the desk; as it happens, this is why my desk is made of wood instead of metal.
"Seriously?!?" He almost shouted, not backing down. "Patrick, what the fuck?"
I sat back down, feeling the rage drain from me. "Sorry. This is a little hard to explain, Gabe."
"Oh, I'm getting that."
"Andrew, Drew, is my mate. Or rather, I'm his mate. We're mated."
Gabe just stared at me for a few seconds. "No really."
"Do I sound like I'm joking? Don't be a douche about this. It's been a long day, and it's not even over yet."
I saw a faint shimmer in his eyes as he extended his supernatural sense to get a better look at me.
"Uhh, Patrick, have you looked at yourself lately. I mean `looked' at yourself?"
Fuck. I made my way over to a mirror on the far wall to see what he talking about. My senses shifted and I could see what Gabe was talking about. My usual auras were all there, plus something knew. The source was clear, but the effects weren't. The mating bond was doing something to my powers, I could see that much. I just didn't know what it was.
"You're not going to turn into a bearlock or a werelock or something now, are you?" He said standing over my shoulder looking at me through the mirror.
"Hell if I know. What do we have in the kitchen? I need food. Lots of it. Like right now."
Gabe took a few steps back. "Ok, then. Well, there's probably some left-over takeout from Friday. Or you could just walk half a block and grab a sandwich at the deli...or a small child or something."
What the hell is up with everyone thinking I eat children all of a sudden? Getting some air did sound like a good idea though. I grunted and left. Thankfully, there weren't many people on the streets in the middle of a weekday afternoon. I found I was in no mood to deal with crowds.
I enjoyed the quiet simplicity of the walk to the deli and back, which was kind of hazy for me. I blame low blood sugar for that. I walked back into my office and sat at my desk, placing my bag of deli items on my desk.
Gabe glanced from me to my desk and back again. "So, at this point I would normally ask if you're planning on building up fat stores to make it through hibernation, but I'd rather not have to deflect any spells thrown at me."
I frowned, confused. At least I was confused until I looked at my desk and saw that I purchased four foot-long hoagies and a cheesecake. I don't even like cheesecake. But I'll be damned if I didn't take me less than half an hour to eat all four sandwiches and half the cheesecake.
I was freshly fucked, fed, and clean. All of this added up to needing a hell of a nap. I yawned. "I'm going back upstairs for a nap."
"Of course you are." Gabe said. I think he may have tried to not sound snotty, but he usually sucks at not sounding snotty.
I ignored his tone. "Wake me if you need me."
If he responded, I have no memory of it.
When I got back to my room, I found that my bed had been made and turned down.
-Gabe...?-
-You can thank me later. Sleep well, boss.-
-Brat-
-Love you too, ass-
For a second I thought about taking my clothes off before getting bed, but just seeing the bed made the possibility of sleep wash that thought away. I was out as soon as I my head hit the pillow.
I woke up to a highly irritating buzzing sound. When I was able to focus enough I recognized that it was my cell phone. I also discovered that I felt much more refreshed. Additionally, my cock was annoyingly hard, and I really missed Drew. This was going to take some getting used to.
I checked my phone and found that I had voicemail. Sure enough it was Drew. The message was brief: he stated that he was leaving now and he'd be back to the office in 20 minutes. Checking the phone, it looks like that was 5 minutes ago. I also noticed that I had been asleep for pretty much all of the afternoon.
I stretched and stumbled my way to the bathroom for a much needed piss, making sure to collect my cell phone on the way. As I glanced at myself in the mirror, I noticed that I had about 3 days worth of growth on my face, which had been mostly smooth this morning.
"Fuckin' werebears" I mumbled as I made my way downstairs.
I shambled to my desk past Gabe's and gave my face a good scratch from newly grown hair.
"Not one word out of you, smart ass." I said. Gabe's mouth was open, but I managed to prevent the comment before he said anything. "Drew will be here shortly. We're going out."
"Not to be a downer or anything, but have you considered how this complicates everything?" He asked.
"I had gotten about as far as recognizing that there would be complications of some variety. Did you have anything specific in mind?" I yawned as I asked.
"Didn't he come in here wanting something (other than your ass) in the first place?"
Shit. I had forgotten all about that. In my defense, I had fairly good reasons for forgetting that.
"Yeah actually." I caught Gabe up on the nature of Drew's request.
He spent a few seconds thinking about it. "Yeah I don't know how you're going to pull that off without killing him. And I sure as hell don't know what'll happen to you even if you did manage to pull it off now that you're all..." He waved a hand in my direction "...fuzzy."
"This may suck." I admitted
"Doesn't sound promising. You could always try to figure out why he's asking and come at the problem from a different angle."
"He seemed shy about the subject. I'm not sure I want to press him."
That cracked Gabe up.
"What?" I asked. I really didn't know what he thought was so funny.
"Shy?" He repeated. "How many times did you two go at it, and how shy was he at the time? I think it's possible that you're past the `shy' phase at this point."
"Fair enough."
"Yeah, well, it's quitting time. I'll leave the hard thinking to you and see you tomorrow." Gabe said as he gathered up a few notebooks and got his bag ready. "Enjoy your date/honeymoon."
I glared at him.
As Gabe was making his way to the door, I could sense Drew coming before I saw him. Of course they ran into each other at the door. Gabe made room for Drew to come in. They took a few moments to size each other up before Gabe extended a hand.
"Gabriel. You can call me Gabe."
Drew smiled and nodded, shaking hands. "Pleased to meet you."
Gabe glanced at me and then back to Drew. "Welcome to the family. And if you hurt him, I will rip your soul to shreds and make a tidy profit from it by selling the pieces to the denizens of the Lower Planes." His smile rivaled a cherub's as he left, leaving a stunned looking Drew in his wake.
Drew walked over to me and kissed me. I could really get used to that.
"Was he being serious?" He asked.
"A little bit, yeah." I nodded.
"Is he a relative?"
"Not in the traditional sense, no. Gabe's parents and mine are close. We were infants together. We were lovers once, even. " Drew's eyes didn't look happy at that news. "Don't worry, fella. He's really more of a brother now, even if we aren't technically related."
Drew nodded. "You slept?" He asked, running his hand along my now-fuzzier face.
"Yup. Is that normal?"
"It's not unheard of."
"I also ate. A shit ton. But I'm kind of hungry again. I'm guessing that's also not unheard of?"
"Oh no, that's perfectly normal." Drew beamed. "Your appetite will likely match what it would be if you were a werebear yourself."
"I guess more trips to the gym are in order."
"I wouldn't mind seeing you in a jockstrap, and I'd love you no matter what weight you are, but your metabolism is also likely going to be higher."
I nodded. I guess it made sense, in as much as anything made sense today.
"Where would you like to go for dinner?" Drew asked.
"Uhh..anywhere? pizza buffet sounds weirdly good right now."
Drew got a big smile on his face that made my heart melt. "That's my mate!"
"Ok, big guy. simmer down. Before we go I'd like to try something, but you may not want to do it."
"What's that?" He seemed curious more than cautious. Clearly he'd never spent time with a warlock.
"I was thinking, and I might feel better if we saw each other naked." The second the words left my mouth he started pulling at his shirt and grinning.
"That's not what I meant." I said.
I continued. "I think I would feel better about not knowing you, and you not knowing me, if we saw each other for what the other one is in a more complete way."
Drew was processing the request. "Oh you want to see me shift? Umm..ok. I guess the this room is probably big enough. We'd just want to pull the blinds."
That kind of concerned me. Our office space is most of the first level of the building with very high ceilings. The room we were currently in was was quite large in every dimension. Well, the first three, anyway. Drew started to strip and I found myself gazing over his body with hunger. I waved at the windows and the blinds shut themselves.
Once he was naked he backed up from a bit. "Ready?" he asked.
"As I'll ever be."
The shift was faster than I thought it would be given the size difference. Drew's human form is big by human standards. Drew's bear form was enormous. While on all fours, his head was slightly higher than mine. I'm not sure how tall he'd be if we were standing upright. Unsurprisingly, his coat was the same reddish brown color as his hair.
Put simply, he was beautiful.
He lumbered over to me, and nudged my face with his nose. I couldn't help it. I put my arms around his neck and hugged him tightly. When I finished my embrace, I looked down and noticed his claws. They looked unnaturally sharp and deadly. His earlier comment about wolves made me wonder what werewolf would be stupid enough to try something.
Just as quickly, he shifted back and didn't bother putting clothes on. I couldn't help but notice that his dick was half hard, which made mine completely hard.
"Impressive" I breathed.
He chuckled. "My bear or my cock."
"Both, obviously, but I meant your bear."
He drew me into his arms and looked down at me with a loving smile. Gods I loved his scent "So are you going to grow bat wings, horns, and a tail or something now?" He asked playfully.
"Not exactly no. Come with me." I took him by the hand to the mirror I had used earlier. It was large enough for us both to fit into the reflection. "When I focus in a certain way, I can see people's energies, who they really are. Their souls basically."
"Oh. That seems a little invasive."
"It is a little invasive to humans. Most supernatural things are. But, more importantly, I can let you see how I can see the world."
I took Drew's hand in mine and muttered the appropriate incantation. "There. You should now be seeing through my eyes."
Drew's eyes looked a little dead, which I expected. He sort of laughed. "Uhh..yeah, this is really weird to do with a mirror."
"Just wait." I refocused and shifted my sight to a more supernatural spectrum.
"Whoa. I don't even know what I'm looking at." His eyes were darting back and forth, but he was actually just seeing through mine still.
"The swirling you're seeing are the energies that make up my soul and lifeforce." I moved my fingers to trace a pattern over the image we were looking at. "If you look here, you can see this sort of maroon sequence of flashing signals."
"Yeah."
"That's you."
"How is that me?" He seemed delighted, like a child who saw his first 3D movie.
"It's the effect of our mating bond on me."
"So what does it mean?"
"No fucking clue. Not yet." I said as I shifted my vision back to normal but slowly. The transition can be shocking if you're not used to it. After that, I let the sight-sharing spell drop.
Drew blinked a few times. "That was amazing." He laughed.
I shrugged. It gets less interesting the more you see it, but I wasn't going to tell him that.
"Has anyone told you that you have a beautiful soul?" He said, putting his arms around me again.
"Only my mother, but I suspect that's because she hasn't actually met me."
"Don't do that. " he said gently. "Don't hide behind the jokes. Not with me. Or not so much, anyway. The bond lets me see you for who you are even without getting the laser show. And I love you, Patrick."
I took a moment to take that in, and then I felt the tears run down my face and drop onto my shirt.
"Why does that make you cry?"
I closed my eyes and willed the tears to stop. "I just haven't felt close to someone, or had them feel close to me, for a long time."
He held me, my head laying against his chest, for a minute before I felt the need to change the subject. If we were in love, then I felt the need to get with some love-making.
"Kiss me." I said, and after a pause, "Please."
He complied and I was lost in his world again. My cock had never gotten soft, but it was harder now, and I could feel it leaking. His was becoming fully hard. I knelt down in front of him, and matched his gaze before taking his cock in my mouth. I couldn't actually take much of it. I wasn't used to anyone so big, but it didn't stop me from trying.
The taste and smell of him drove me to take more of him in my mouth and throat as best as I could. He groaned and started to gently fuck my face. What I couldn't fit in my mouth, I attempted to squeeze with my hands. Before long my jaw was burning and aching, but I didn't care. I wanted his cum.
In less than a minute, Drew moaned loudly, and he gave me what I wanted. A huge load of filled my mouth and senses. As I savored his taste, I pulled my mouth off of his cock and let the last bursts hit me in the face, getting caught in my new proto-beard. I rubbed his cock on my face, and cleaned it with my tongue.
His eyes looked pleasantly glazed over.
I stood up and softly said. "On your knees."
There was a look of surprise there, but desire, too. He got on his knees waiting for further instructions. I made him wait and watch me as I took all my clothes off.
I knelt down with him and whispered in his ear. "Now I'm going to claim my mate."
I wasn't sure how he was going to respond, but he growled hungrily and moved forward onto his hands, leaving his fuzz covered ass exposed. I pulled his cheeks apart and saw his perfect hole. Spitting into my hand, I got a few fingers lubed up with my saliva and what remained of his load. I wasted no time in pushing two fingers into him. Something in me was driving me to fuck him, and it was difficult for me to keep from mounting him.
Drew grunted in response. He was tight, and a dark smile spread across my face. I had been leaking much more than I usually do, which made lubing my cock easier. Our size difference meant that I had move his hips down a little. When he was at the right height, I positioned my cock at his hole and stayed there, enjoying the desire I could sense from him and warmth of his ass.
I knew I wouldn't be able to resist, and I pushed forward. For as tight as he was, his ass accepted me quickly. He gasped as I leaned forward, pushing deeper inside him. He was so warm. I spent a few moments just enjoying the feeling of his ass. I made him grunt a few times by throbbing my cock. I started pulling out, and felt him squeeze me. The fucking tease.
I repaid him by starting a thorough fucking of my own. Something took over inside me, and I started pumping harder and deeper into Drew.
He growled in between thrusts when he could get a breath."Fuck me.... Breed me."
The force inside me enjoyed the feeling of dominance, and I increased my pace. Drew thrust his ass back onto me, and a part of me was surprised that I was matching his strength with my own. I must have been leaving marks on his hips where I gripped him. This has turned from love making to animals rutting on my office floor.
"FUCK!!" I bellowed, as I thrust once more into him and I erupted, spreading my seed inside my new mate, claiming him as my own. Drew growled again, and I felt his ass clamp down and spasm. I knew he was cuming too.
For several minutes, I stayed in his ass as my cock softened slowly. I enjoyed the feeling of my cum surrounding my cock. I ran my nails lightly along his back and he gasped. When I finally did pull my cock out, I took a moment to admire the cum oozing out of his swollen hole. That same force inside me seemed satisfied and urged me to clean my mate's used asshole. It's not something I would have normally been into, but I felt an irresistible urge to tongue him. Drew moaned softly.
When I was done, I pulled us both down to lay on the floor. He turned over and I spent several minutes just looking into his eyes. I felt like I was becoming more myself. I wondered if this what it felt like Drew to shift. Something had definitely shifted in me.
"Was it...ok that I did that?"
He just laughed. "I don't know that I want it every night, but it was fucking awesome. I didn't know you had that in you."
"I don't think I did until you came around."
He just continued having that damn smile on his face. "I think I made a mess on your floor."
"That's ok. I'll just have the house goblin clean it up."
The look on his face was priceless and I started laughing, which earned a pinch to one of my nipples.
"Dork. Don't do that. For all I know, you really have a house goblin." Drew said laughing and trying to tickle me. My efforts to fend him off were somewhat half-hearted.
"I'm sorry. I had to. You're just too damn adorable." I was having some difficulty catching my breath.
I got up and helped Drew, pulling him up almost effortlessly. I didn't comment on it, but it seemed weird to me at the time.
"There are some towels in the kitchen." I explained as I led us through the first floor to the kitchen. I got washcloths and got them wet with hot water. I spent a little extra time cleaning my dick, while Drew spent a roughly equal time gingerly testing his ass.
We retrieved our clothes from the office and I quickly mopped up Drew's sizable mess. Once we were dressed, my stomach started growling.
"Still feel up for pizza?" I asked, feeling chipper. Chipper, for fuck's sake!
"Always."
"Excellent. You can tell me why you want to risk your life and possibly mine, as your mate, by having me rip that bear out of you."
Drew sighed as we left the office. The doors locked themselves as we left.
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