The Storytelling of Del'an

Day 26: June The next morning I blink sleepily. Where am I? Oh. Chester. I'm in Chester's bed? Oh. Right. I stayed the night. The first thing that registers to me is something hot and throbbing pushing insistently against my butt.  My face turns crimson as I realize Chester's got morning wood - Damn! It never fails to impress me how big he is.

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: It's about time I managed to finish this chapter. A big Thanks to Galen for his help in polishing up this chapter! :) Hm, the story's almost over. ;) I'm kinda sad to see this one almost done. Hope people are still enjoying this. Chapter 13 Vince stared avidly at Brent's rounded gut covered in red, thick downy fur. It made his mouth water, as Brent wriggled his grey T-shirt over his head. He flushed as the shirt fell over it, and looked away before Brent noticed. He was sitting at the edge of the bed, waiting for Brent to finish dressing. "So, um, where are we going?" Brent paused, then pulled the t-shirt the rest of the way down, and leaned over to the bed to grab his pants. "Well, Grant suggested we go out to Grizz's for dinner." He slipped one leg inside his pants, and glanced upward with an arched eyebrow. "Unless you wanna stay in?" 

Author's Note: WHEW. Finally this is finished. I foresee at least approximately 1 or 2 chapters to go before I actually complete this story. Thanks to my friends on FN for their help in resolving some of my difficulties! Onto the story! Chapter 12 Two minutes later, Grant had Vince slowly lay on his stomach onto the bed. He frowned as Vince wore a grimace of pain on his face while trying to get comfortable. Taking his cigar out of his mouth, he spoke gruffly. "Try to get comfy." He went to the nearest ashtray which was behind him on the dresser and tapped ash off his lit cigar. He placed it into the ashtray, turned around, and tried to decide how to start. Vince bit back a groan as he tried to find a good position for his arms and legs that took the pressure off his back. Vince winced slightly every time his back twinged with sharp pain, until he found the position that gave him very little trouble and stayed there.

Author's Note: Thanks to Bill for his help in getting the beginning parts started! I wanna give thanks to deathklat for his help on this as well! :) Also – Sorry for being a bit late. Enjoy! Chapter 11 Fifteen minutes later, Grant gathered their clothes for tonight's dinner, and bundled them neatly on the chair next to the tall sturdy dresser opposite the bed. He turned around, then leaned back against the wooden drawers. Grant exhaled softly, gazing around the room at the floor for something. "Mmm... now what? Ah. There's your sweats." He knelt halfway down to pick up the sweats, and tossed them to Vince. Vince caught them with one hand then wriggled his feet through the leg holes, with a soft grunt. He managed to get them halfway up his legs, then he glanced at the big bear turning around to rummage through the third drawer from the top. He held his breath as he was treated to the majestic sight of rippling muscle and rounded globes which were spread ap...

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: Here I do bring up the question of safer sex… and mainly plot and conversation ;) Chapter 8 Brent groaned as a beam of sunlight flickered across his eyes. He squinted at the curtain which was partially open, and tried to shift his head out of the sun. He didn't want to wake up yet. In between sleep and awake, Brent floated in a warm and fuzzy feeling while Grant's arms were wrapped around him in a snug hold. His mind drifted to full awareness within moments, as he wished he could spend all day here. His comfortable surroundings were shattered by the phone ringing, ruining his mood. Brent grunted, reaching for the phone, and feeling pissed. He sat up, and answered with a terse reply. "Yeah?"

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.

Chapter 5 Warning: More Sexual Situations up ahead… Grant dimly realized he was dreaming. Again. He crouched on all fours, sniffing the air. He darted his eyes around the clearing he was in, ringed by tall trees. Part of him realized that the place he was in was different. The other part -- the instinctual part sniffed for something familiar. A familiar scent edged with muskiness caught his nose, and he bounded with excitement toward it. It had a strange flavor to it but it held his nose like a magnet. After what seemed like endless running, he skidded to a stop when the trees around him thinned in front of a creek.

Chapter 2 In between bites, Grant managed to get the whole story out from Vince. Vince had spoken of his parents who were loving and caring, and then cold and distant the moment he had come out to them several months ago. He had lost his job and apartment the week later -- due to a rumor that he slept with men.

Author's Note: Sorry for not updating last Sunday – I'm gonna make up for it by posting two chapters tonight. Btw, Big THANK YOU to Kindar for his help! :) I really do appreciate you looking over my stuff. Chapter 14 Brenda was pulling out various groceries from several paper bags, and setting them onto the counter when Logan strode into the kitchen. She looked at him with a little smile. "Hey. He's still conked out?" Logan shrugged, and leaned against the counter. The last thing he wanted for Brenda to feel was his frustration, and he thought he was doing enough to suppress it. "Yeah. Still snoring."

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.

"Flipping Out" (A Society of Weres Story) written by Gryphbear Chapter 5 Shawn's heart lightened with glee as Matt accepted. His smile broadened into a dazzling display of teeth. "Really? You'll still be willing, even though...?" Matt felt his heart constrict in painful lust at the sudden allure he felt emanating from the older guy. He nodded dumbly, his eyes never leaving Shawn's face. In fact, confusing emotions were beginning to surface in him -- lust for the older guy, and genuine affection was starting to grow. Even though he didn't know the Were that well...there was just something about him Matt liked.