Grizzly Science #2: Unlikely Friends (Ch. 6)

Author's Note: More sexual fun! Hehe. Yes, don't worry. More plot IS coming… ;)

Chapter 6

Grant held Vince against his body in a tight embrace, then let go, feeling guilty about enjoying this too much. He glanced at the couch, then at Vince. Despite his desire to fuck the cub again, he knew he should quit and talk to Brent.

He spoke gruffly, caressing Vince's cheek with shrouded affection. "You should go back to sleep. We'll talk later today."

Vince nodded, smiling slightly. He felt slight dizziness flash through him as exhaustion claimed him.
His eyes closed and he sagged into Grant's arms.
Grant quickly caught him, and scooped one arm under Vince's legs, then carried him to the couch. He laid him down, and pulled the blanket up his legs. He was vaguely disappointed that not much more had happened, but he ought to talk to Brent first.

He gazed at the younger man's face, and smiled softly. Poor Vince -- he'd been through so much in the last few weeks. He would make sure the boy got enough rest. He knew he'd need his own for several more hours.  Grant made a move to pull the blanket over the cub, and froze.

Vince's fully erect dick arched in a curve toward his belly.

Grant licked his lips in a sudden bout of hunger, and had a rush of lust sweep through his loins, making him hard once again. His hand reached out toward his cub's tool, and he bit his lip, suddenly stopping himself.

What about Brent? Would this be fair to him? Even though he had just gotten a fantastic blowjob...
All it would take was his mouth or a hand to relieve his cub, but he wanted to let Vince sleep as well. Guilt also made him hesitate -- he really ought to not do anything more, because Brent and he were supposed to be in a relationship.

Neither one of them had stated explicitly that they were in a monogamous relationship but it was strongly implied. Nor Brent or Grant had even mentioned bringing someone home to each other.
Grant did say he'd take care of his cub... he closed his eyes and groaned softly. His hand twitched, wanting to caress Vince, but he closed it in a tight fist.

He had also implied that he'd take care of his cub's sexual needs as well...

Vince looked like a sweet teddy bear as he snored lightly.

Grant licked his lips again -- his mouth was slightly dry. He'd beg forgiveness later if it came to it.

His hand reached and cupped Vince's balls -- they were warm and slightly fuzzy. He darted a glance at Vince, watching his reactions.

His snoring hadn't stopped yet and he hadn't moved.

Grant got a bit bolder, and gripped Vince's dick at the base, holding it upward.

Vince's snoring stilled for a second, as he let out a small moan.

Grant hesitated, then leaned forward a bit closer.

Here goes.

He aimed his head over the tip of Vince's dick, then halfway licked and sucked at the head.

Vince shifted slightly with a pleasurable sigh.

Grant stopped for a moment, then glanced at his cub to see him with half-opened eyes. The older bear looked embarrassed. "Uh..."

Vince murmured softly. "...feels good."

Grant rubbed Vince's fur on his belly and his hand was squeezed by his cub's hands.

Vince smiled, and closed his eyes.

Grant smiled in return, then took his cub in his mouth inch by inch. Soon, he was massaging his cub's dick with his lips in a slow bobbing motion.

Vince bit his lip and tried to thrust his hips upward, but Grant held him down. He whimpered as Grant brought him to the edge, and licked his nuts to bring him down.

Grant buried his face in Vince's crotch and inhaled deeply.

Vince responded by whimpering, and tightening his hands around Grant's hand.

Grant smiled and held Vince's dick upward, then kissed the shaft lightly up to the tip of the head.

His cub moaned softly, wriggling his hips.

Grant murmured in a low voice. "Shh, cub, let Daddy take care of you."

Vince felt his dick throb at those words, and tried to remain still.

Grant began suckling at the head, then swallowed him to the hilt in one breath.

Vince swore under his breath and clenched his fists as Grant began hungrily sucking.

Grant was like a possessed madman on Vince's dick, feeling desperate to have his cub's seed again.
His free hand caressed Vince's balls which were quickly drawing up.

To Vince's surprise, he felt a meaty finger slip between his cheeks and slip in. He gritted his teeth and wanted more. The older bear's finger was sliding in and out with a furious pace, making Vince's body try to hump the finger and Grant's face at the same time.

It wasn't long before Grant was guzzling down Vince's warm liquid, as Vince bucked wildly with an agonizing groan.

Vince shuddered as his orgasm dwindled to depletion. Grant kept bobbing up and down trying to milk his balls dry.

Once Grant realized there was no more, he reluctantly pulled off Vince's softening dick. His finger slowly pulled out of the cub's ass with a slurp. At that moment, his dick ached, wishing it could bury itself up the cub once more.

Vince was exhausted, but his butt felt empty now, and wanted to be filled. He doubted he could cum anymore without some rest, although he wouldn't have minded Grant up his ass right about now...
Grant rubbed Vince's balls lightly, feeling that he really ought to go back to bed. As he tried to summon the mindset to kill his erection, and after a few seconds he shut his eyes tightly as he realized his trick didn't seem to be working anymore.

Vince gazed at him with a heart-warming smile, and spoke quietly. "Wow."

Grant smiled back. "I know, cub. I know. I should go back in the bedroom... Let you sleep."

His hand strayed back under his cub's balls and rubbed the sloppy hole without him quite realizing it. Despite feeling exhausted, Vince moaned softly, Grant snatched his hand back, feeling guilty again.

Damn. He wanted to fuck his cub again. And again.

A confusing thought ran through his mind.

I shouldn't be this horny.

Grant bit his lower lip in contemplation.

Vince looked over at the older bear with naked desire. "...I don't know why but I need you inside."

Grant blinked in stunned silence.

He shouldn't. But his libido wouldn't listen to him. The cub was obviously exhausted. But his dick demanded more.

His voice became a quiet rumble as it slurred with lust. "Turn over. Daddy's gonna fuck you one more time."

Vince couldn't believe this was happening for real. The muscle god seemed to have unlimited stamina. He couldn't fathom how he could have so much...

Even though he was spent, his butt tingled in expectation, as he turned over onto his belly, with a leg off the couch and one pressed against the inside cushion.

Grant inhaled deeply and his breath caught as the globes shifted and spread out slightly. They were damp with sweat and their combined seed.

His fingers rubbed up against Vince's hole, feeling it slick and his dick twitched at that.

Grant clambered onto the couch, leaned over Vince, and aimed his dick at his cub's hole.

Once he was sure he was aligned properly, he thrust until his head popped inside Vince.

Grant positioned himself so he was laying on top of Vince, and snaked his hands under Vince's arms, holding his shoulders.

He thrust in all the way, feeling satisfied when Vince gasped loudly in sudden surprise.

Vince moaned into the pillow. "Fuck me forever."

Grant grinned widely and started slowly pulling out and then pushing in long movements.

Every time he slid in to the hilt, Vince would growl in lust.

It wasn't hard for him to maintain this pace, but his cub's butt was making him hornier than all hell.

Grant growled a lusty remark in Vince's ear. "Daddy's fucking you now. How'd you like that? Want it harder? Faster?"

Vince was going out of his mind with the sensations that were invading his insides. It felt like Grant was making him his completely.

Grant was sweating profusely, as he kept fucking harder. His dick swelled harder the more he fucked Vince.

Vince had been slightly loose when Grant had just started, but now, it felt like a tight glove squeezing his dick every time he slid in and out.

Grant grunted loudly and slammed it in and started humping short humps. He was about to spray his cub's insides again.

Grant's voice had roughened. "Daddy's about to cum. Here it comes!"

He did a few short rough thrusts, and groaned. "Oh fuck." Grant's dick swelled to it's full erection and gushed out thick ropes of cum into Vince.

Vince moaned, pressing his face into the pillow, as the older bear's sperm filled him with warmth again. He was surprised, when Grant collapsed on top of him, covering him in fur and sweat, and warm panting.

Grant let the climax subside to a warm afterglow. His cub felt perfect under him, but after a moment, he considered that he should get up soon. He didn't want to leave though.

Vince found it quite erotic to have a big muscle man with fur covering his entire body entirely, and thought it was odd that Grant wasn't smothering him with his weight at all.

Grant felt his dick pulse inside apparently still ready for action, but he was exhausted himself. He wondered if he could have another go or not. Assessing his reserves, he wasn't so sure.

He grunted as he pulled back. To his surprise before he could pull out completely, Vince got to his hands and feet, and pushed back, embedding Grant's dick inside again.

His low voice was lightly exasperated. "Don't you get enough, boy?"

Vince felt a little more awake now, and glanced backwards with a cheeky grin. "Apparently you don't either."

He had a cute expression on his face -- halfway hopeful, and halfway lusty as if he were saying 'One more?'

Grant couldn't resist those eyes, as he harrumphed. "One more time. Then you're going to bed."

Vince nodded, with a broad smile on his face, as he gyrated his hips, with a grunt.

Grant mock-growled at his cub. "That's enough of that. *I* do the fucking."

Without letting him retort, Grant grabbed Vince's hips and started a slow, steady fuck.

He closed his eyes and enjoyed the massaging sensations of his cub's hungry hole. It would suck his dick inside while pulling out, and pushing in.

This kid's a hot bottom...

His fingers clenched tightly at Vince's cheeks as he started fucking harder. Sweat flew and flowed as Grant kept increasing his pace then slowing down, and repeating.

It took him nearly a half hour of doing this -- of torturing Vince, and wearing him to further exhaustion that Vince nearly fell asleep during it.

Several seconds later Grant grabbed Vince by the chest with one arm and bit his shoulder in a wild convulsive motion. He shoved his dick inside and panted loudly.

Grant felt his last orgasm explode out of his balls through his dick to burst in thin streams of cum. He groaned out in a low growl into Vince's back as he thrust several times in instinct.

"Oh fuck yes, take it."

Vince was panting, and squeezing his butt around Grant's thick member, trying to milk him thoroughly. He could only feel some slight spraying from the dick buried in his butt.

Grant pushed him down flat with his body, collapsing on top of him, and groaned softly.
"Oh god."

Vince now was feeling slightly squished, but strangely enough, he didn't care. He had a hunky guy still firmly lodged up his butt, and laying on top of him. He took a deep breath as Grant's grip relaxed a bit. It had started to get a little painful. After a few moments of slowly suffocating under Grant's heavy body, he managed to say something.

"Dad...um... "

Grant moaned, stirring enough to wake up slightly. "Eh, what?"

It was difficult to breathe, but he managed to gasp another reply. "You're a bit heavy..."

Grant's wits suddenly gathered as he blinked. "Oh! Sorry."

He let go of his cub and pulled away slightly. His dick had softened -- finally, as it came free with a slurping sound. He took a deep breath, and climbed off the couch, getting on the floor on his knees.

Vince, finally free of the giant bear, rolled onto his back with some difficulty. His butt was definitely raw. He grunted as he shifted onto his back fully.

Grant helped get the blanket pulled up over Vince up to his chest.

Vince was already starting to doze off with a satisfied smile on his face.

Grant caressed his cub's face, and leaned over to kiss his forehead. "Good night, cub."

Vince answered sleepily. "Night, Dad."

The older bear stood up and glanced at the hallway, and froze.

Brent was standing there, staring at them with an expression of hunger and awe. His dick was pushing the underwear down.

He just motioned his fingers for Grant to come with him.

(TBC)

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