Flipping Out - Ch 7
"Flipping Out" (A Society of Weres Story)
written by Gryphbear
Chapter 7
Matt groaned as Shawn playfully nibbled on his earlobe, traveling down his neck. Matt knew exactly what Shawn wanted -- the forceful grinding at his butt was an obvious hint. He wanted it too, but his reservations were being slowly worn down.
Matt's lust flooded through Shawn's nose, making him growl hungrily, and tugged at Matt's jeans impatiently. He pulled back with a grunt, and messed with Matt's zipper, and growled as it didn't cooperate.
Matt scooted backwards, and undid them, then did his best to wriggle out of them. Shawn helped get them the rest of the way off, then got off the bed.
Shawn smiled seductively, as he unbuttoned his pants, and slowly unzipped them. Matt was hypnotized by the older Were's husky body, as Shawn did a slight hip gyrate, as he pushed his pants down, and off.
Matt's eyes bulged as he saw Shawn's bulge protruding almost obscenely, once freed. He wasn't sure if it was his imagination, but it appeared that Shawn was a shade more furrier now.
And he had always loved hairy men... Matt couldn't take his eyes off Shawn.
Shawn leered, and suddenly yanked his underwear off, freeing his dick. It bounced up and down several times before settling at a straight angle jutting out from his crotch.
Matt swallowed nervously, then Shawn crawled between his legs, then with an lusty chuckle, yanked Matt's underwear off.
Shawn's voice growled, holding an edge of steel, as he tossed the underwear aside. His hands roamed up Matt's legs, and stopped at his thighs. "No more playing around."
Shawn leaned downward and kissed Matt roughly, then rumbled in pure enjoyment as their bodies rubbed against each other without any impediments.
Matt was on cloud nine - he reveled in Shawn's fur rubbing against every part of him, and suddenly ached to have him inside. He felt like he was floating and strangely feverish, but didn't feel ill.
Shawn could smell Matt's scent subtly changing already -- and felt his own excitement build up even further. It was almost time. He broke off his kissing, with ragged panting, then moved away.
Matt was momentarily confused, and suddenly vaguely empty for only a second, when Shawn turned Matt onto his stomach.
His voice was throaty, and rumbled quietly. "Get on your hands and knees."
Matt felt a sliver of fear mingled with excitement in his loins as he realized what was about to happen. His mind was muddled with confusing impressions of lust, and other things that he had no idea how to interpret. His body felt like it was aflame with need and something was about to burst out of him.
He whined in confusion, as his hands clenched convulsively onto the sheets, as Shawn hadn't done anything just yet. His thoughts tumbled over each other into one question. Did he just whine?
He hung his head, and fidgeted restlessly.
Shawn's dick throbbed as he knelt there, watching Matt squirm and knowing that he had to hold off for a few seconds more. He grinned as his nose inhaled Matt's sweet scent.
There! His heat had begun!
Shawn hurriedly shifted himself between Matt's legs, and positioned himself at Matt's hole with excitement. He'd been waiting for this forever. Once he was sure he was perfectly aligned, he held Matt's hips, and thrust in one go, with a loud moan.
Matt had felt Shawn preparing to fuck him, but he hadn't been ready for the sudden invasion and white-hot pain that made him jerk himself upward in a loud cry of pain.
Fuck! He was too big! And there was no lube. Matt had tears in his eyes, and whimpered. He tried to pull away, but Shawn had suddenly grabbed his hair, and pulled it down, so his neck was bared.
Shawn snarled, as he pumped fast and roughly. "You're finally mine!"
The pain did ease after a few minutes of Shawn's rigorous fucking, which loosened him up enough to enjoy it.
Matt was beginning to see stars, as his body shuddered under Shawn's thrusting. His body suddenly felt more feverish and his skin felt like it was too tight on him.
Matt's eyes rolled back as his mind couldn't cope with the new sensations that flooded through him -- Shawn's ass-splitter piledriving inside him, and the confusing impressions that he had felt were colliding and amplifying.
He could almost smell everything in the room - Shawn's sweat, his lust, candle wax, flames, along with what seemed to be faint scents everywhere.
Shawn moved so he was kneeling on the bed, and sitting on his feet, keeping Matt's tight butt onto his dick. He was leaking profusely and could sense Matt's change coming even closer. He forced Matt's butt onto his dick repeatedly with low growls of urgency.
Matt's body began reacting by humping Shawn's dick with wanton need. His brain had only one thing on his mind now -- to breed with Shawn. His dick bounced up and down but he paid no attention to it.
All that mattered was Shawn fucking him. Nothing else.
Five minutes later, Shawn let out a strangulated roar as he suddenly went full Were -- fully golden eyes, claws, and a tail sprouted above his butt. His dick swelled double it's size, and with one last thrust, he bit Matt's neck in the throes of his orgasm.
His dick ejaculated heavy streams of cum inside Matt's ass, causing Shawn to convulse, and thrust inside repeatedly. It also made Matt's body stiffen and grow hotter in surprise as his mind and body exploded at the same time in a wave of emotion and dick spraying cum all over the bed.
Shawn growled as he realized his teeth had sunk into Matt's neck, tasting his blood. He hastily pulled away, and lapped at the wound, then watched it heal. With a smile, Shawn knew Matt had Turned.
Matt fell forward, catching himself by his hands on the bed. His head was spinning, and he felt exhausted.
Shawn let go of Matt, and slowly pulled his slowly softening dick out. There was more time later for this, but the important thing was Matt was now a Were.
Matt moaned in slight pain as Shawn withdrew from him -- and felt an echo of emptiness sweep through him, but passed out as he collapsed onto the bed, face down.
Shawn knew that Matt would be alright, and a gleeful emotion ran rampant inside him -- He finally had him. He knew he wouldn't let Matt go, but once Matt awoke, he hoped that Matt'd understand how he felt.
Shawn pulled the covers back, and tucked Matt's legs under them. He also shifted Matt to lay on his back. He crawled under the covers as well, and pulled them up to their chests. Shawn wriggled closer to Matt and laid a leg over both of Matt's, and snuggled up to him.
After a few seconds, he managed to douse all the candle flames that were still burning. He fell asleep a few seconds later, with his arm curled possessively around Matt's chest.
* * *
Matt awoke with a feeling of bleariness and itchiness all over. He looked upward, wondering why the ceiling looked so different, then looked over to the side. He blinked in surprise as Shawn was draped over him, seemingly practically glued to him. He didn't mind at all, with a small smile.
He had a slight headache in his temples, and his butt screamed in pain as he attempted to move around slightly. He bit his lip against the pain and searched his mind for memories of the other night.
The night's events poured into his mind as bits and pieces were put together. Most of it had been a bit muddled in his mind, but he distinctly remembered Shawn forcing his big pole up his butt.
At least that explained his butt... He closed his eyes and groaned softly.
The rest of the night was disjointed and jumbled.
Shawn's body had a comfortable weight, along with the temperature of a warm flame surrounding him. He was reluctant to move, because he didn't want to wake the furball on top of him. Not yet.
Questions flitted through his mind. Was he a Were now? How would he really know? He had a strong hunch he was one, but nothing extraordinary seemed to be manifesting. He studied his hand contemplatively, which looked the same as ever.
All he knew was he felt oddly and perfectly comfortable, where as with another guy he'd probably get out of bed.
Shawn mumbled something into Matt's neck, as he stirred sleepily. He kissed Matt lightly on the lips. "Morning."
Matt melted into the kiss, and gazed into Shawn's face, suddenly felt his heart skipping a beat. Shawn's face had a tousled and cute expression that made him smile. "Morning."
Shawn shifted up, holding his hand under his cheek, and looking at Matt. "How are you feeling? I was a bit rough on you the other night, I'm afraid."
Matt felt tongue-tied for a moment, but broke the glance. He was feeling uncertain. "Sore... Um, I can't remember everything clearly last night."
Shawn nodded simply. "Yeah. That's kinda normal during one's first shift into Were. You don't always remember everything that happened. It's something to do with physiological changes from human to Were."
Matt glanced at Shawn, and felt his cheeks reddened. "...um...all I remember is getting ...er..."
Shawn grinned. "Fucked? My favorite part." He caressed Matt's cheek, and laid his hand on Matt's chest.
Matt frowned, wanting to be exactly clear. "Um, so I am a Were?"
Shawn nodded, with a lopsided grin. His thumb rubbed Matt's lower lip. "Oh yes."
Matt's heart leaped for joy -- his dream was finally fulfilled, but he didn't feel any different.
"Why do I still feel the same?"
Shawn nodded, understanding perfectly. "Nothing's triggering your Were self yet. You don't feel excited or angry, do you?"
Matt shook his head, and regretted it. His headache had come back, as he winced in pain, pressing his palm on his forehead.
Shawn's mouth curved in a frown. "What's wrong, hon?"
Matt gritted his teeth. "I... headache..."
Shawn's frown deepened. "You shouldn't have one. Maybe I was too rough. Stay here. I'll get some aspirin and water."
Shawn slid out of bed, and Matt saw Shawn's gloriously rounded furry cheeks as Shawn walked out of the bedroom. He suddenly couldn't breathe for a moment. He bit back a groan and laid his head back on the pillow. His lungs began to work again after a second.
Despite having a headache, his dick decided to swell to half-mast. He fidgeted under the blanket, and was startled at suddenly hearing someone piss. He could now smell the urine as if it were in the same room as him. He shut his eyes tightly, and tried to relax.
That must be what he meant -- getting excited.
As he relaxed and became more calmer, he found himself almost dozing off and on. The headache was the only thing preventing him from dropping off completely. The sound and smell faded away as if he had imagined it.
A hand shook Matt's shoulder, waking him out of his light dozing. Shawn was kneeling on the bed, now wearing underwear, and holding a glass of water and a fist of aspirin.
"Sit up, babe. Here's your aspirin and some water."
Matt bit his lip, and closed his eyes, trying to slide to a sitting position. His butt was still sore, and he felt a little woozy.
Shawn shook his head, and put several aspirin in Matt's hand.
Matt popped them without another thought, and took the glass out of Shawn's hand, then sipped at it until the pills were washed down.
He handed the glass back and slid back down with a slight grimace.
Shawn put the glass on the table next to the bed. "Do you want me to lay down with you?"
Matt opened his eyes, considering the question. He didn't want to be alone. He nodded silently.
Shawn smiled affectionately, but his eyes still held concern. Matt should be fine. He vaguely wondered why Matt had a headache...
He slipped under the covers, laying down by Matt's side. Just being near Matt made him a bit horny, but he would refrain.
Shawn felt himself a bit more excited, as Matt turned on his side facing him. Matt had slipped his hand under the blanket and was exploring his stomach fur.
Matt was gazing at him in a new light while doing this -- he could smell Shawn's body odor - a combination of strong musk and a hint of cinnamon, and it was also strongly compelling and attractive. He also caught a whiff of urine still clinging to Shawn, and blinked. The smell and sounds he had heard before weren't just in his head!
Matt frowned in confusion. "You went to the bathroom?"
Shawn nodded, not quite surprised, with a slight grin. "Yeah. You can smell it on me?"
Matt opened and closed his mouth, unsure what to say. His headache was slowly beginning to fade away. He shrugged. "Um, I heard and smelled you earlier, I think."
Shawn smiled and kissed him softly. "Yeah, I needed to go."
Matt was also enjoying the luxurious fur he was rubbing, and it seemed as if Shawn was enjoying it as well.
He was also slightly afraid to go any lower.
Shawn leaned forward, kissing Matt again, then pulled back slightly. "Anything you want, baby."
Matt moved forward, scooting his body nearer to Shawn, and wincing slightly as his butt protested. He ended up with his face buried into Shawn's chest fur, with a sigh of pleasure.
Shawn smiled and encircled Matt in a warm embrace, feeling his erection throb as it rubbed against Matt's leg.
Matt snuffled at Shawn's chest, and closed his eyes in bliss. The smell was intoxicating and soothing all at once -- as if he had finally found something he needed. He started nuzzling lightly, and found Shawn's nipple, then started sucking it gently. He didn't know why he was doing it, but he didn't care. He belonged there.
Shawn felt his underwear beginning to get soaked from his precum, but he stubbornly let it lie. His mate had to rest and get used to him. There would be plenty of time for sex later.
[To be continued]
Next: Chapter 8
written by Gryphbear
Chapter 7
Matt groaned as Shawn playfully nibbled on his earlobe, traveling down his neck. Matt knew exactly what Shawn wanted -- the forceful grinding at his butt was an obvious hint. He wanted it too, but his reservations were being slowly worn down.
Matt's lust flooded through Shawn's nose, making him growl hungrily, and tugged at Matt's jeans impatiently. He pulled back with a grunt, and messed with Matt's zipper, and growled as it didn't cooperate.
Matt scooted backwards, and undid them, then did his best to wriggle out of them. Shawn helped get them the rest of the way off, then got off the bed.
Shawn smiled seductively, as he unbuttoned his pants, and slowly unzipped them. Matt was hypnotized by the older Were's husky body, as Shawn did a slight hip gyrate, as he pushed his pants down, and off.
Matt's eyes bulged as he saw Shawn's bulge protruding almost obscenely, once freed. He wasn't sure if it was his imagination, but it appeared that Shawn was a shade more furrier now.
And he had always loved hairy men... Matt couldn't take his eyes off Shawn.
Shawn leered, and suddenly yanked his underwear off, freeing his dick. It bounced up and down several times before settling at a straight angle jutting out from his crotch.
Matt swallowed nervously, then Shawn crawled between his legs, then with an lusty chuckle, yanked Matt's underwear off.
Shawn's voice growled, holding an edge of steel, as he tossed the underwear aside. His hands roamed up Matt's legs, and stopped at his thighs. "No more playing around."
Shawn leaned downward and kissed Matt roughly, then rumbled in pure enjoyment as their bodies rubbed against each other without any impediments.
Matt was on cloud nine - he reveled in Shawn's fur rubbing against every part of him, and suddenly ached to have him inside. He felt like he was floating and strangely feverish, but didn't feel ill.
Shawn could smell Matt's scent subtly changing already -- and felt his own excitement build up even further. It was almost time. He broke off his kissing, with ragged panting, then moved away.
Matt was momentarily confused, and suddenly vaguely empty for only a second, when Shawn turned Matt onto his stomach.
His voice was throaty, and rumbled quietly. "Get on your hands and knees."
Matt felt a sliver of fear mingled with excitement in his loins as he realized what was about to happen. His mind was muddled with confusing impressions of lust, and other things that he had no idea how to interpret. His body felt like it was aflame with need and something was about to burst out of him.
He whined in confusion, as his hands clenched convulsively onto the sheets, as Shawn hadn't done anything just yet. His thoughts tumbled over each other into one question. Did he just whine?
He hung his head, and fidgeted restlessly.
Shawn's dick throbbed as he knelt there, watching Matt squirm and knowing that he had to hold off for a few seconds more. He grinned as his nose inhaled Matt's sweet scent.
There! His heat had begun!
Shawn hurriedly shifted himself between Matt's legs, and positioned himself at Matt's hole with excitement. He'd been waiting for this forever. Once he was sure he was perfectly aligned, he held Matt's hips, and thrust in one go, with a loud moan.
Matt had felt Shawn preparing to fuck him, but he hadn't been ready for the sudden invasion and white-hot pain that made him jerk himself upward in a loud cry of pain.
Fuck! He was too big! And there was no lube. Matt had tears in his eyes, and whimpered. He tried to pull away, but Shawn had suddenly grabbed his hair, and pulled it down, so his neck was bared.
Shawn snarled, as he pumped fast and roughly. "You're finally mine!"
The pain did ease after a few minutes of Shawn's rigorous fucking, which loosened him up enough to enjoy it.
Matt was beginning to see stars, as his body shuddered under Shawn's thrusting. His body suddenly felt more feverish and his skin felt like it was too tight on him.
Matt's eyes rolled back as his mind couldn't cope with the new sensations that flooded through him -- Shawn's ass-splitter piledriving inside him, and the confusing impressions that he had felt were colliding and amplifying.
He could almost smell everything in the room - Shawn's sweat, his lust, candle wax, flames, along with what seemed to be faint scents everywhere.
Shawn moved so he was kneeling on the bed, and sitting on his feet, keeping Matt's tight butt onto his dick. He was leaking profusely and could sense Matt's change coming even closer. He forced Matt's butt onto his dick repeatedly with low growls of urgency.
Matt's body began reacting by humping Shawn's dick with wanton need. His brain had only one thing on his mind now -- to breed with Shawn. His dick bounced up and down but he paid no attention to it.
All that mattered was Shawn fucking him. Nothing else.
Five minutes later, Shawn let out a strangulated roar as he suddenly went full Were -- fully golden eyes, claws, and a tail sprouted above his butt. His dick swelled double it's size, and with one last thrust, he bit Matt's neck in the throes of his orgasm.
His dick ejaculated heavy streams of cum inside Matt's ass, causing Shawn to convulse, and thrust inside repeatedly. It also made Matt's body stiffen and grow hotter in surprise as his mind and body exploded at the same time in a wave of emotion and dick spraying cum all over the bed.
Shawn growled as he realized his teeth had sunk into Matt's neck, tasting his blood. He hastily pulled away, and lapped at the wound, then watched it heal. With a smile, Shawn knew Matt had Turned.
Matt fell forward, catching himself by his hands on the bed. His head was spinning, and he felt exhausted.
Shawn let go of Matt, and slowly pulled his slowly softening dick out. There was more time later for this, but the important thing was Matt was now a Were.
Matt moaned in slight pain as Shawn withdrew from him -- and felt an echo of emptiness sweep through him, but passed out as he collapsed onto the bed, face down.
Shawn knew that Matt would be alright, and a gleeful emotion ran rampant inside him -- He finally had him. He knew he wouldn't let Matt go, but once Matt awoke, he hoped that Matt'd understand how he felt.
Shawn pulled the covers back, and tucked Matt's legs under them. He also shifted Matt to lay on his back. He crawled under the covers as well, and pulled them up to their chests. Shawn wriggled closer to Matt and laid a leg over both of Matt's, and snuggled up to him.
After a few seconds, he managed to douse all the candle flames that were still burning. He fell asleep a few seconds later, with his arm curled possessively around Matt's chest.
* * *
Matt awoke with a feeling of bleariness and itchiness all over. He looked upward, wondering why the ceiling looked so different, then looked over to the side. He blinked in surprise as Shawn was draped over him, seemingly practically glued to him. He didn't mind at all, with a small smile.
He had a slight headache in his temples, and his butt screamed in pain as he attempted to move around slightly. He bit his lip against the pain and searched his mind for memories of the other night.
The night's events poured into his mind as bits and pieces were put together. Most of it had been a bit muddled in his mind, but he distinctly remembered Shawn forcing his big pole up his butt.
At least that explained his butt... He closed his eyes and groaned softly.
The rest of the night was disjointed and jumbled.
Shawn's body had a comfortable weight, along with the temperature of a warm flame surrounding him. He was reluctant to move, because he didn't want to wake the furball on top of him. Not yet.
Questions flitted through his mind. Was he a Were now? How would he really know? He had a strong hunch he was one, but nothing extraordinary seemed to be manifesting. He studied his hand contemplatively, which looked the same as ever.
All he knew was he felt oddly and perfectly comfortable, where as with another guy he'd probably get out of bed.
Shawn mumbled something into Matt's neck, as he stirred sleepily. He kissed Matt lightly on the lips. "Morning."
Matt melted into the kiss, and gazed into Shawn's face, suddenly felt his heart skipping a beat. Shawn's face had a tousled and cute expression that made him smile. "Morning."
Shawn shifted up, holding his hand under his cheek, and looking at Matt. "How are you feeling? I was a bit rough on you the other night, I'm afraid."
Matt felt tongue-tied for a moment, but broke the glance. He was feeling uncertain. "Sore... Um, I can't remember everything clearly last night."
Shawn nodded simply. "Yeah. That's kinda normal during one's first shift into Were. You don't always remember everything that happened. It's something to do with physiological changes from human to Were."
Matt glanced at Shawn, and felt his cheeks reddened. "...um...all I remember is getting ...er..."
Shawn grinned. "Fucked? My favorite part." He caressed Matt's cheek, and laid his hand on Matt's chest.
Matt frowned, wanting to be exactly clear. "Um, so I am a Were?"
Shawn nodded, with a lopsided grin. His thumb rubbed Matt's lower lip. "Oh yes."
Matt's heart leaped for joy -- his dream was finally fulfilled, but he didn't feel any different.
"Why do I still feel the same?"
Shawn nodded, understanding perfectly. "Nothing's triggering your Were self yet. You don't feel excited or angry, do you?"
Matt shook his head, and regretted it. His headache had come back, as he winced in pain, pressing his palm on his forehead.
Shawn's mouth curved in a frown. "What's wrong, hon?"
Matt gritted his teeth. "I... headache..."
Shawn's frown deepened. "You shouldn't have one. Maybe I was too rough. Stay here. I'll get some aspirin and water."
Shawn slid out of bed, and Matt saw Shawn's gloriously rounded furry cheeks as Shawn walked out of the bedroom. He suddenly couldn't breathe for a moment. He bit back a groan and laid his head back on the pillow. His lungs began to work again after a second.
Despite having a headache, his dick decided to swell to half-mast. He fidgeted under the blanket, and was startled at suddenly hearing someone piss. He could now smell the urine as if it were in the same room as him. He shut his eyes tightly, and tried to relax.
That must be what he meant -- getting excited.
As he relaxed and became more calmer, he found himself almost dozing off and on. The headache was the only thing preventing him from dropping off completely. The sound and smell faded away as if he had imagined it.
A hand shook Matt's shoulder, waking him out of his light dozing. Shawn was kneeling on the bed, now wearing underwear, and holding a glass of water and a fist of aspirin.
"Sit up, babe. Here's your aspirin and some water."
Matt bit his lip, and closed his eyes, trying to slide to a sitting position. His butt was still sore, and he felt a little woozy.
Shawn shook his head, and put several aspirin in Matt's hand.
Matt popped them without another thought, and took the glass out of Shawn's hand, then sipped at it until the pills were washed down.
He handed the glass back and slid back down with a slight grimace.
Shawn put the glass on the table next to the bed. "Do you want me to lay down with you?"
Matt opened his eyes, considering the question. He didn't want to be alone. He nodded silently.
Shawn smiled affectionately, but his eyes still held concern. Matt should be fine. He vaguely wondered why Matt had a headache...
He slipped under the covers, laying down by Matt's side. Just being near Matt made him a bit horny, but he would refrain.
Shawn felt himself a bit more excited, as Matt turned on his side facing him. Matt had slipped his hand under the blanket and was exploring his stomach fur.
Matt was gazing at him in a new light while doing this -- he could smell Shawn's body odor - a combination of strong musk and a hint of cinnamon, and it was also strongly compelling and attractive. He also caught a whiff of urine still clinging to Shawn, and blinked. The smell and sounds he had heard before weren't just in his head!
Matt frowned in confusion. "You went to the bathroom?"
Shawn nodded, not quite surprised, with a slight grin. "Yeah. You can smell it on me?"
Matt opened and closed his mouth, unsure what to say. His headache was slowly beginning to fade away. He shrugged. "Um, I heard and smelled you earlier, I think."
Shawn smiled and kissed him softly. "Yeah, I needed to go."
Matt was also enjoying the luxurious fur he was rubbing, and it seemed as if Shawn was enjoying it as well.
He was also slightly afraid to go any lower.
Shawn leaned forward, kissing Matt again, then pulled back slightly. "Anything you want, baby."
Matt moved forward, scooting his body nearer to Shawn, and wincing slightly as his butt protested. He ended up with his face buried into Shawn's chest fur, with a sigh of pleasure.
Shawn smiled and encircled Matt in a warm embrace, feeling his erection throb as it rubbed against Matt's leg.
Matt snuffled at Shawn's chest, and closed his eyes in bliss. The smell was intoxicating and soothing all at once -- as if he had finally found something he needed. He started nuzzling lightly, and found Shawn's nipple, then started sucking it gently. He didn't know why he was doing it, but he didn't care. He belonged there.
Shawn felt his underwear beginning to get soaked from his precum, but he stubbornly let it lie. His mate had to rest and get used to him. There would be plenty of time for sex later.
[To be continued]
Next: Chapter 8
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