The Storytelling of Del'an

Author's Note: I decided to write a short one-shot again about Grant, and Vince – involving Piercings (which takes place a little bit after the events of Grizzly Science #2) Here ya go. ;) A mild warning: Quite a bit of suggestive content and dialogue, although there's no explicit nudity described. "Piercings" Grant sipped at his drink, while cuddled up with Vince, as they watched two men in underwear wrestle each other on a slippery plastic mat. They were also in shorts, and nothing else at a Underbear party. Some of the beefier men went nude to his private delight. There was nothing better than seeing near-naked men strut their stuff. Well, except for having Vince with him. Brent was gone out of town again for work, and he thought it was a perfect chance to introduce him to a few other people. 

Author's Note: Thank you to deathklat for helping with the 'shower scene', and to my friend Bill for helping me finish off the chapter when I was feeling slightly stuck. :) Warning: A bit more sexual situations, but mainly plot. Chapter 10 Grant's eyes twinkled with amusement as he grabbed Vince in a rough hug, then loosened his grasp. He grinned cheekily. "Relax, boy. I'm teasing you... Mostly. C'mon, let's get in the shower, and get cleaned up." Grant nestled his arm around Vince's shoulders and led both of them into the bathroom. "Okay - Get the shower started -- I'll get some towels." Vince nodded, then fiddled with the shower controls until the water was several shades below scalding. He stepped inside and let the water sluice down over him, with a pleasured sigh. He'd never get enough of hot showers, and had sorely missed them. He closed his eyes and let the water run down his back, when the shower door opened....

Chapter 9 Vince was idly fingering Grant's stomach fur, and feeling supremely comfortable. He had listened in amazement to the big bear's story on meeting Brent. No wonder Grant seemed to be insatiable -- it was the nanites that were running around inside his body. "And I wondered how you had so much stamina... despite...er, well, your age." Grant chuckled mischievously, and turned to put his cigar out in the ashtray on the nightstand. "Well, I probably could keep up even without these things inside me, given the shape I'm in..." He turned back then gently rubbed Vince's hand; he then pushed it lower onto his crotch and growled. "Rub it."

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.

Author's Note: Sorry for being a few days late – I was way too exhausted the other night to get up the energy to post this. Hope everyone enjoys this! (Apparently Blogger was having issues the other night) Warning: Explicit Sexual Situations ahead.

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.

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.

Chapter 9 Grant suddenly broke his grip, facing away from Brent, and feeling dread well up inside him. "Oh. Umm... what colors?" Brent cocked his head slightly to his right, with a curious expression. "Um...a very nice golden rim around the outside edge of your iris of both eyes, and when they change -- your irises change to a sort of blueish gold." He stepped closer, reaching out with his hand. "Why? What's wrong?"

"Flipping Out" (A Society of Weres Story) written by Gryphbear Chapter 10 Shawn was nuzzling Matt's neck - gently at first, then licking and biting softly. The taste of his lover's sweat was increasing his passion, making him grind against Matt with more insistence. Stilling his grinding movements with a little effort, he then trailed his lips up Matt's cheek to recapture his lips. He knew he could last at least three or four more times, due to his Were stamina. He wanted it to be more romantic this time. Matt shivered in pleasure, caressing Shawn's sides, and holding him closer. The smell and feel of the sexy beast on top of him was making him light-headed with euphoria. His hands crept further down to cup Shawn's rounded cheeks then squeezed. His tail felt a bit cramped under him. The candles continued to hover without their knowledge, along with all of books that were on the top level of a bookshelf.

"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.

"Flipping Out" (A Society of Weres Story) written by Gryphbear Chapter 6 Matt could smell dinner, especially meat cooking. He was tempted to wander into the kitchen, but refrained from actually doing so. He decided that it might be safer to wait in the living room. He touched his chin, feeling his face flush hotly. Matt had never felt a guy's touch inflame him as much as Shawn's had. His stomach was in knots, and wasn't sure if he was doing the right thing, but the older guy's touch had felt so right. Matt felt a little confused. Part of him wanted to run, but another part wanted to stay so badly. He closed his eyes, and tried to relax.

Here's the next chapter of 'Flipping Out' - Enjoy! "Flipping out" (A Society of Weres Story) written by Gryphbear Chapter 2 Matt sat on the couch, feeling annoyed, and wondering what the hell he was doing here. True, he had gotten into the Society here, but it didn't feel much different, and he had no idea what to really expect. After several minutes of empty silence, a woman entered the common room, digging out change out of her pocket to get herself a soda.