Grizzly Science - Ch. 11

Chapter 11

Brent awoke gradually, not recognizing the place immediately. The first thing he registered was large furry arms were encircled around his chest.

His mind was still fuzzy from sleepiness, and warm memories of the night washed over him. He faintly recalled sleeping with Grant, and his mind leaped into full awareness. Ordinarily he'd scramble out of bed realizing he'd done something horribly wrong, but this time -- he felt perfectly safe. There was a strange rightness about all of this.

He never wanted to budge from this spot. He let Grant's heat seep into his body, warming his entire being.

He felt the urge to piss. He mentally scowled in irritation. His bladder just had to pick this time to complain.
He tried to decide how to go about getting off the bed, and attempted to wriggle out of Grant's grasp.
It didn't work too well, for Grant sleepily tightened his grip and slung his leg over Brent's legs.

Grant murmured into Brent's neck, "Mmm...You're not going anywhere."

Brent felt awkward -- this was the sweetest thing a guy had done to him in the morning, but he had to piss badly. The more he wriggled, the more Grant purred in pleasure, squeezing closer.
His urge was growing by the minute. There was only one thing to do.

"Grant?"

The only reply was a half-intelligent murmur in his ear.

"Bathroom? I have to go."

Grant reluctantly released his grip, for it had felt excitingly wonderful and comforting at the same time. As his wits were gathered again, he realized it was morning, and that he would be using it in a few moments himself.

His voice was more clear, as he spoke. "Out the door, to your left."

Brent shot out of bed and ran to the bathroom.

The older bear rolled on his back, then stretched his arms and legs outward, feeling his muscles loosen. He scratched his stomach idly, listening to Brent urinate. It wasn't urgent for him to piss, but he knew he'd have to go within a few minutes. The urinating stopped after several long moments.

He rolled out of bed, landing on his feet, then started walking toward the bathroom.

They met inside the archway of the bedroom, and stopped, gazing at each other, unsure what to say.
Grant, with a slight upward curve of his mouth, murmured quietly.
"Morning."

Brent smiled in response, and his voice was rich with warmth.

"Morning..."

When Brent didn't move, Grant jerked a thumb in the direction of the bathroom, "...I need to go." Brent's eyes widened, and he stepped back with an apologetic expression.

Grant chuckled. "No worries. I was expecting to go when you were done." He made his way to the bathroom, and saw Brent leaning against the wall, watching him.

He lifted both lids and aimed his dick, but did nothing else. He flicked a glance into the hallway, and smiled. "Gonna watch me piss?"

Brent turned beet red, and stammered. "Er, um, sorry!" He turned quickly and walked into the bedroom.

Grant laughed softly, and focused on pissing.

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Brent bit his tongue as he listened to Grant's pissing. He had lied. Well, half-lied, anyways. He wouldn't have minded watching, but not quite for the same reasons. It was the fact that the older bear's body flexed invitingly as he walked.

He mentally chided himself lightly. What the hell was he getting himself into? The more he spent time with Grant, the more he didn't want to leave at all. Whatever resistance he had built up yesterday to Grant's sexual advances had evaporated entirely.

What was he to do? Did it really matter at all? He thought Grant was a charming fellow, and fucking hunky as well... His entire body tingled every time the two of them touched.

He had reached one foregone conclusion -- he wanted to explore more of Grant, body and mind.
He crawled onto the bed, and laid there, waiting for the burly bear to return.

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It had felt deliciously naughty when he had leered at the red-head in open invitation to watch him urinate.

His dick had swollen marginally as Brent ran into the bedroom. He chuckled, as he tried to piss, but couldn't relax far enough.

Grant shut his eyes tightly, taking deep breaths clearing his mind of sexual thoughts the best he could.
After a moment, his dick went completely flaccid, then his piss stream splashed inside the toilet bowl, as he groaned in relief.

His thoughts turned toward Brent, and wondered if he hadn't pushed him too quickly... Grant was absolutely sure the interest was there, but did Brent really want to do it the other night?

That had him slightly worried, and he felt he ought to make sure.

Brent was amazing, personable, sweet, and overall irresistible. His dick twitched as he dwelt on how smoldering the red-headed bear was the night before.

That made him want, no, hope that Brent was alright with his behavior last night. He also hoped that Brent was amenable to more dates...

Shaking himself dry as his piss faltered to nothing, he closed the lids and flushed the toilet.

Grant walked back toward the bedroom, and stopped at the entrance. He grinned wryly, with his arms crossed, and leaning against the door frame. "Can't wait for more?"

As he reached the bed, he started crawling with his hands and knees onto the bed and thumped down on his side.

Brent chuckled and scooted closer and kissed the sexy beast on the lips lightly. He felt Grant's arm cover his waist and was pulled closer to him. "Umm, something like that."

Grant's chest rumbled in low laughter. He kissed Brent with a surge of passion, and squeezed him even tighter. Both of their dicks swelled to full stiffness, and rubbed together.

Brent moaned as Grant caressed his hands all over his back and squeezing his butt.

Grant felt the urges in his loins beginning to dominate his thoughts, and knew he should slow down.

But it was so damnably difficult. The scent of the man below him was intoxicating to his lust.

He growled softly in Brent's shoulder, then panted lightly as he slowed down his movements. He pulled back and gazed into Brent's eyes.

"Uh.. Um... I..."

Brent held Grant's face in his hands, curiously. He was slightly out of breath, but managed a question. "What is it?"

Grant closed his eyes, and sighed. He slid off to the side, and held his head up with one free hand. He held Brent's chin for a moment with a smile that faltered slightly as he spoke. "Um... I know you said you wanted to wait. I... Did I push you ... too fast? Last night?"

Brent grew warm, and gazed down, focused on Grant's chest. "Oh. That." He gazed back up into the golden-blue eyes, and smiled awkwardly.

"Um... I know I did say that. But ...I also wanted it badly. I just wanted us to be able to build on something that was not just sex."

Grant nodded, feeling shy all of a sudden. "I ...I wouldn't mind having something with you." He stroked Brent's soft bearded cheek and smiled bashfully.

He spoke hopefully. "So... I didn't go too fast for you?"

Brent chuckled, and shook his head. "Nah. I was just hesitant -- even though we had a fantastic afternoon yesterday..." He snuggled closer.

Grant's smile broadened, as he drew Brent even closer. "Me too..."

The smaller bear blushed, then his stomach suddenly rumbled in hunger. Looking sheepish, he mentally berated his appetite for ruining the mood.

Grant snickered in good humor as he slapped Brent's thigh lightly. "Let's get something to eat."
He fluidly got to his feet, then turned around, and waited with his hand outstretched.

Brent had a smile on his face as he reached for Grant's hand, and was pulled to his feet.

Grant wouldn't let go of Brent's hand as he led them into the kitchen as they were -- fully nude.
He reluctantly let go of Brent, then rummaged through his fridge, trying to figure out what to prepare for breakfast. Considering his last few meals, he was surprised he even had butter... but the refrigerator was practically bare -- certainly not enough to feed them both.

Brent was gazing around the kitchen, marveling at how modern it looked, and saw that there were dishes to be done. He realized that those must be the result of Grant's binges. He decided to wait to see what the big guy would make.

He had simple tastes, but he hoped that Grant wouldn't make a big production out of it.

His train of thought was distracted entirely by Grant's ass, looking like furred globes with a darker lining in the center. He salivated at the delicious sight, as his flaccid dick sprang to full attention.

Grant sighed as he shut the fridge door, then turned around. And laughed huskily. "I guess you're not hungry for food now, eh?"

He sidled up closer to Brent, and cupped his balls in his hand, gently rubbing them. He had a crooked grin on his face, as he leaned in, kissing him on the lips softly.

Brent moaned as Grant gently held his jewels in his hand. There was evident power in his grip, but also a gentle touch as well. It flustered him that he could so easily be turned on by this man. He had to clutch at the counter's edge beside him for support.

Grant caressed the red-head's stiff member with a feather-light touch of his fingers teasing him into jerking throbs.

He had a low rumbling growl in his throat as his dick throbbed at full mast, and pressed against Brent's thigh. He grunted softly in Brent's ear, "Mmm...So hot... We can eat later..."

He chuckled with a hint of mischief, then knelt on the floor abruptly. Before Brent could pull back, Grant kissed the tip of Brent's engorged dick. He started licking the piss slit, then took the head in his mouth, sucking gently.

Brent bit his lip and groaned, feeling lust surge through his dick and his knees buckle slightly.

Grant automatically grabbed Brent's butt cheeks to stabilize him, and mentally chuckled. Grant intended to have the red-head's load, since he had filled Brent's mouth with his seed.

Encouraged by this, he took Brent deeper into his mouth, and was rewarded with a low moaning sound of bliss. He wasn't an expert at sucking, but he was doing it slowly, as if he were smoking a cigar.

Brent's increased squirming seemed to prove that he was doing something right.

The older bear hummed in pleasure as he took more of Brent inside his mouth, continuing to suck slowly. Soon after, his nose rubbed against the light reddish pubic hairs, and inhaled the musky scent deeply.

Brent's mind zoned out from intense pleasure as Grant had engulfed his entire dick and was sucking like a pro. His hand found its way around the back of Grant's head and his hips tried to hump. The older bear's mouth was heaven -- wet and hungry, and he craved to be inside it.

It wasn't too long until Brent felt the edge nearing, and he started to thrust harder. His breathing became ragged and his balls drew up tightly. He grunted, squeezing his eyes shut as his climax approached.

Grant, realizing this suddenly, quickened the pace of his movements, eager to take it all.

Brent's mind exploded outward as his orgasm swam through his body to be focused through his dick. As his dick throbbed, several hard spurts splattered against Grant's throat.

Grant almost choked on it, but he pulled back so he could taste it and savor it.

Grant purred in low pleasure as he suckled slowly on the softening dick until Brent pulled back, wincing.

Brent gasped for air, all his weight on the counter. "Oh...damn."

Grant chuckled, and wiped his lips with his hand. "As I said... tasty."

Brent laughed weakly, and shook his head. "Heh."

Grant stood up again, and drew him close and kissed Brent on the lips. "Want to go out to eat?"

He pulled back and grinned mischievously. "I hardly have anything to eat, and I could be on the menu, but I'm sure you want something more in your belly."

Brent smiled wryly, then nodded. "Yeah. Sounds good."

Grant tweaked Brent's chin for a moment. "Great. Let's shower."

Brent and Grant took a nice leisurely shower, along with having a bit of fun. Both of them enjoyed exploring each other's bodies while scrubbing each other clean.

Thus, the shower took a bit longer than usual.

[TBC]

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