Grizzly Science - Ch. 10

Warnings: Implicit Sex Incoming! 

Chapter 10

Grant knelt over Brent, with his hands supporting his upper half on the bed, panting lightly, and covered with slightly sweat-sodden fur. They had been making out and exploring each other for what seemed an eternity, but in actuality only about a half hour passed.
He was starting to get twitchy and frustrated, but a small part at the back of his mind kept urging him to go at Brent's pace as well. Grant could feel his nuts aching for release, but he maintained his stubbornness and tried to enjoy the bear he had in his bed.

Brent's chest heaved as he tried to catch his breath. Making out with Grant was exhilarating, but he could tell that the big fellow was getting a bit edgy again. He didn't know how to deal with it, and he was hard put to admit to himself that he wanted sex. Now. Despite having only one date... sleeping with a guy on the first date was something he rarely did.

Grant shifted his body to lay down on the bed next to Brent, feeling his dick throb as it rubbed against the red-head's thigh. He also began growing irritated with having to wear his undies. He was tempted to rip them off, along with Brent's own, and start screwing -- as hard as he could.

Brent had stole several quick caresses of Grant's rock-hard dick occasionally all night, but he knew he was getting himself deeper into trouble... and he really didn't want to stop. He scooted up closer to Grant, and fondled his chest fur.

The older bear smiled down at Brent, but strain was starting to seep through his pleasant expression. He desperately wished that the red-head would stop testing his patience. Every time Brent had grazed his hand over his dick, he would nearly spray the inside of his shorts with cum, but he managed to restrain himself. It was getting more difficult after each time. As it was, his briefs were getting soaked with his precum.

He made a decision at that moment. If Brent wasn't willing to do more than tease, then he'd just have to push a little. He somehow could sense that Brent was extremely willing, but reticent for some reason.

Grant rolled off the bed to his feet, then slung his underwear off in a minimum of movement. Tossing the underwear aside with one foot, his dick throbbed up and down. He stood there, watching Brent stare with reddening face.

The red-head was momentarily confused as to why Grant left the bed, but the reason became obvious. He swallowed nervously, as the older bear stood there gloriously naked with a mischievous grin plastered on his face.

Grant slowly climbed onto the bed, then kneeling by Brent's face, and started leisurely stroking his eight-inch fat dick. He occasionally tugged at it, aiming at Brent's mouth. He wasn't ready to explode quite yet, but with the right stimulation...

Brent started to open and close his mouth but couldn't formulate a coherent reply. Looking up at Grant, he saw that the older bear was nodding slightly in encouragement. Brent twisted his head toward the shiny pre-cum lubricated dick and licked the tip which was starting to drool.

Grant bit his lip as the red-head's tongue made contact with his piss slit, then thrust his hips forward eagerly.

Brent moved, and took Grant's thick knob, then started suckling softly. The taste of it reminded him of cigar smoke, and sweetness, and a hint of saltiness all wrapped in one, in addition to a deep musky smell. The lure was too attractive to turn down, so he yanked his own shorts off, and tried to cram Grant's meat inside his mouth.

Grant groaned loudly, holding Brent's head with one hand as he humped softly. It felt so velvety hot and moist. He hadn't felt a mouth around his meat for a long time... It was so easy to lose himself in the sensation, that his dick started getting harder without warning, and his orgasm shattered his self-control. He started growling and cursing, "Oh FUCK."

Brent's eyes widened as hot splashes of cream shot down his throat, and he started sucking hungrily as the taste started to register in his brain. It tasted the same as his precum, but the cigar flavoring was stronger. It made him crave Grant more intensely. Moments later, he realized that Grant was still rock hard. He pulled off, then licked his lips, feeling a bit embarrassed.

Grant, however, was another story. He grinned lustily, getting on top of Brent again, then kissing him deeply, and grinding his crotch against the red-head's own. He began slipping his tongue into the redhead's mouth with a loud moaning from his throat, tasting his own spent load on Brent's tongue.

He yanked one of Brent's legs up and over his waist and purred in delight. "Mmm!"

Brent rumbled in his throat as he captured Grant's tongue in his mouth, and started sucking on it eagerly. His hands had found Grant's ass, and started squeezing them, then half-consciously started holding them against him tighter. He struggled to get his other leg up and out of the way, feeling Grant's member prod and rub against his balls.

A thought crystallized in his head with surprising clarity.

He wanted Grant to fuck him. Tonight. Now.

His voice barely gave out a whisper. "Fuck me...please."

Grant murmured sweet and filthy words into Brent's ear, as he humped teasingly up and down between Brent's crack for several moments.

He trailed his wet tongue over the red-headed's earlobe, and sucked it lightly, then rolled both of them over to the other side of the bed, with Brent lying on top of him.

With a whuff of surprise, Brent wasn't expecting to be lying on top of Grant, but he didn't care.

The burly older bear chuckled throatily, as he slid his hands behind his head.

With mock surprise he raised an eyebrow at the hot bear on top of him. "What? You thought I'd do all the work?" His eyes twinkled in merriment.

"This night's just starting." He trailed his fingers through Brent's fur from his chest to his stomach.

Brent smiled, feeling heady and flushed with lust for this magnificent bear. A sliver of caution slowly penetrated his head, making him starting to wonder if he should insist on protection.

His doubt grew since he had swallowed Grant's cum, not five minutes ago... They hadn't really talked about it, since it hadn't come to mind until now.

He knew he was negative from last week's testing, but what about Grant? Logically he knew that the nanites most likely hadn't repaired every single issue in Grant's DNA -- including STD's.

Grant had moved his hands to caress Brent's thighs, and glanced upward at his face with concern. "What're you thinking about?"

Brent snapped out of his preoccupation, with dark splotched cheeks from embarrassment.

"Oh! Um... I er... condoms?" He finished off weakly.

Grant blinked, his mind flashing to several moments ago. "Oh. Right."

He continued in a serious voice, "Well, I know I'm negative... I have been for the last twenty years. That much I know." The last part had his voice tinged with sadness and loneliness for a moment.

Brent laid his hand on Grant's broad chest. He held an apologetic tone in his voice. "I-I'm sorry. I just, um, thought it would probably be prudent to ask..."

Grant shrugged with a small smile. "Nah. I understand. It's all about safer sex these days..."
His hands massaged the round globes of Brent's ass as he glanced upward. "So... are you?"

Brent sighed, relaxing, not quite realizing he had been holding his breath lightly. "No. I'm negative too... as of last week's testing."

Grant chuckled softly. "So, do you have one?"

Brent blushed. "Er... I should. Hold on." He scrambled off Grant's lap, and dug into his wallet that he drew from his pants pocket.

When he rifled through his wallet, he muttered, idly wishing protection wasn't needed, but until he himself got the nanite treatment... they shouldn't take chances.

Pulling the plastic-wrapped condom, he turned around, then abruptly stopped, staring.

Grant had a smirk on his face, as one of his meaty hands was clasping his stiff dick and balls in his grip. He waggled them at Brent with a lascivious grin on his face.

"I see you found one. C'mere and slip it on, boy."

The red-head's hands ripped the condom's wrapping in half, freeing it. Stepping forward, he hesitated before Grant's erection, then encased it with the latex condom.

Grant wasn't sure he liked wearing it -- it felt a little too tight for him, but he'd do whatever would help his lover be more comfortable.

Brent grunted as he crawled over the massive bear, and straddled his hips again, with the latex-covered erection sticking out behind his butt.

Grant ran his hands up and down Brent's torso with an appreciative purr in his throat, and his dick throbbed against the red-head's cheeks.  Biting his lip, he stretched toward his nightstand to his right, then he twisted his body to reach inside.

Brent had to hold onto Grant's side to avoid getting thrown off. The big bear had to twist nearly his entire body in order to rummage through the nightstand.

He scowled as he couldn't find it immediately, then smiled in triumph as he yanked a tall clear bottle of liquid. He handed it to his lover.

"Rub it on, and get your butt ready."

He watched as Brent opened the bottle, and squeezed out some lube over the condom encasing his swollen member, and slathered it over every inch. He was twitching with anticipation on being embedded inside the hot red-head's cheeks.

Brent positioned himself, gripping Grant's rigid member, then he gritted his teeth as he pushed downward onto the big bear's dick.

Hot velvety tightness closed around his member, then slowly sank downward to the base. Grant's hands clenched in sudden fists, and his eyes rolled back in pure pleasure. It was all he could do not to lose his load at that moment.

He groaned through clenched teeth, and then panted slowly once Brent stopped at the base.

Brent chuckled breathlessly, feeling pleasantly full, yet his ass felt a bit prickly -- He didn't get screwed that often, after all. The view was heavenly as he watched Grant squirm under his butt. He knew that he shouldn't touch his thick nipples -- especially not at a critical moment.

But they looked so juicy and succulent. He leaned forward, and licked one of them.

The reaction was immediate. A loud pant came from Grant as he clamped his hand over Brent's head. He demanded in a low voice, "Suck it!"

He felt Grant's free hand clenching his thigh. He had moved off Grant's throbbing dick a couple inches, giving the bear on the bottom some thrusting room.

Grant moaned as Brent sucked at his tit hungrily, and he started thrusting into the red bear's ass in short jabs. His breathing became ragged as he strained to force himself as far in as possible.

In a rapid motion, he pulled Brent off his nipple, and righted him upward. He started lifting the red-headed bear by the hips up to his knob and pulling him down fully onto his crotch, burying his dick.
He growled deeply like a wild man as he kept this up repeatedly.

Brent was loving every moment of this -- his stiff dick was bouncing up and down with each up and downward movement. He looked down and noticed a pearly string of precum kept stretching out every time his dick made contact with Grant's furry stomach.

A short while later, Grant's entire body suddenly stiffened then he pulled Brent's hips downward, burying his throbbing dick to the base inside.

A loud yell tore from Grant's throat. "FUCK! I'm cumming!"

Brent was shocked to feel Grant's dick swell thicker inside his butt as it jerked violently.

Grant's eyes rolled back into his head, as he arched his hips upward, feeling the intense, and uncontrollable urge to breed.

An explosion of colors burst in his mind each time he felt each jerk of his dick shoot, filling his condom.

Brent clutched at Grant's sides to keep his balance as the big bear bucked upward. The big bear under him shuddered as his body slowly became relaxed. He was content to stay on top of him and keep the bear's stiff dick lodged inside his butt.

Grant panted softly, coming down from the throes of his orgasm. His hand reached for the red fuzzed paunch, and rubbed it in a circle. He observed the drool coming from Brent's dick, and ran a thumb over the piss slit.

Brent moaned softly, feeling a jolt of pleasure shoot up his spine from his dick. When Grant didn't stop, and started tugging at it with his thick hands, Brent felt his ass involuntarily clench.

He murmured in a soft coo. "Nice hefty dick there...sticky too." He lifted his thumb to his mouth, and suckled on it. Grant chuckled. "Tasty too."

Brent felt his face burn in pleasure. He had laid his hands on Grant's stomach, feeling the nice fur tickling under his fingers. He spoke low. "Er... you were too."

Grant laughed softly, pleased. "I'm glad." He was starting to realize that Brent hadn't shot his load yet, and wanted to help him. His hands were all over Brent, feeling him anywhere he could reach in slow sensuous motions. His hands had settled on Brent's loins, and was gently tugging, and stroking his inner thighs.

Brent gritted his teeth as the sensations threatened to push him to the brink too quickly. The feather-light touching was driving him nuts, by Grant tormenting him with bringing his lust higher, then letting him cool down moving his hands to his inner thighs.

The older bear purred as his hand clasped around Brent's dick, and slowly fisted it.

Brent held onto the older bear's arm, while his eyes closed as his dick pulsed under the slow stroking.

It had never felt this exquisite with any other guy who touched his dick. It was like Grant knew exactly how he liked it.

Impulsively, he tried to shift his hips forward, while Grant stroked downward. Soon, he started to match Grant's own motions, with a low grunt building up in his throat, as his balls swelled and pulled up tighter.

He started clenching his fingers into the rounded gut, and moaned loudly as his entire body and mind exploded toward the big bear.

Hot ropes of cream shot out, and his ass squeezed tightly. Brent rode a wave of orgasms as each rope landed on Grant's face, then his chest.

Grant felt the hot spurts splatter over him, and felt his own impending orgasm soar and explode. He suddenly grabbed Brent's hips again and growled incoherently as his stiff dick gushed inside the condom repeatedly.

He panted heavily as his penis disgorged the last of his seed inside the condom, and shuddered as his orgasm came to an end.

Brent wheezed, a bit out of breath, but with a grin forming on his face bordering on awe. "Damn."

Grant smiled up at him, pulling him to his chest, and hugging him in his massive arms gently. "Yeah. I know." He didn't want to move at all. But he knew that he probably ought to at least dispose of his condom.

With extreme reluctance, he unwrapped his arms, and gently moved Brent off his dick which his ass made a slurping sound, then laid him on the bed.

He turned to get up, and gazed backwards. "Be right back. Gotta throw this out."

Brent nodded without another word, feeling comfortable where he was. He watched Grant's butt flex entrancingly as he walked toward the bathroom.

In the bathroom, Grant pulled the condom off -- which was loaded heavy with cum. He was a bit surprised at how much there was, though. Shrugging, He tied it closed, then tossed it out.

Turning back, he went into the bedroom, then quickly pounced onto the bed and grabbed Brent in a near-crushing hug, with a growly purr from his throat.

Brent felt bliss as he was encased inside another hug, feeling contentment. He touched Grant's lips with his own in a soft nibble. He was not in the mood for more sex -- at least not tonight.

Grant responded by more full-on kisses that threatened to turn up the temperature, but he slowed down to softer kisses and gentle caressing of Brent's entire back.

Both of their breathing slowed down gradually as they dropped off to sleep, legs entwined.

[TBC]

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