Page 26 of Bear Creek Father's Day
It wasn’t mating season, but washein control or his bear? Would he fight Zak for dominance? Was having sex on their first date too soon? Somehow it didn’t feel that way, and the air fairly crackled with an energy neither of them could deny.
When he reached the house, Zak parked inside the garage and shut off the engine. Instead of waiting, Orrin got out to meet him at the entry door—growly and impatient. Amid a jangle of keys and some clumsy groping, Zak got them inside. Somehow, they managed to remove their shoes and coats before Zak picked Orrin up and hustled him off to the bedroom. Aroused and eager, they disrobed while exploring with hands and lips.
Orrin found Zak’s powerful physique and smooth skin both sexy and intriguing compared to his past lovers. Bear shifter bodies were almost universally stocky and hairy, with only small variations (himself excepted), and he wanted to lick the delicious doctor from head to toe. Zak also sported tattoos and piercings—things shifters never had, but made this man even more alluring. Amid lusty growls, Orrin’s bear made his approval known, and Zak’s skin pebbled with goosebumps.
The mesmerized doctor literally couldn’t take his eyes off of Orrin, and not just his substantial cock, either. The moderately muscled man was atypical for a shifter, with broad shoulders, a narrow waist, full, round pecs, and light brown hair in all the right places. Like the first time he saw Orrin in the supermarket, Zak wanted to hold him down and make him cum in every way possible. Below the surface, he somehow balanced the innate power of a shifter, and an endearing human sensitivity. Both were appealing in their own way, and Zak wanted to experience everything the long-haired beauty had to offer.
While they kissed, Zak maneuvered Orrin toward the bed. While he paused to grab lube and towels from the nightstand, Orrinthrew back the covers, lay down on his back, and held out his arms in welcome. Instead of lying down next to him, Zak placed their supplies within easy reach and climbed on top of Orrin, cocks sandwiched between them. Zak cut off the man’s hiss of pleasure with a scorching kiss, fingers threaded through Orrin’s hair as he moved the man’s head and face where he wanted it.
Orrin enjoyed the kisses immensely, but his bear pushed for more, and he began to frot. Zak did him one better by adding some lube and grasping both of their dicks in one of his large hands, stroking slowly with a firm grip as Orrin teased his pierced right nipple with a skilled tongue. As the heat rose, Orrin made a request.
“Zak… I need you inside.Please.”
Not about to deny the man, Zak swiftly repositioned Orrin so he could enter from behind—ass perfectly shaped, dusted with hair, and featuring an enticing pink rosebud. Using his already greased up hand, Zak breached the back passage with two fingers, getting him ready for something much bigger. Orrin’s patience had reached its end, however, and reached back to pull his cheeks apart, squirming with desperation.
“Get in there! I can take it.”
Zak wasn’t used to bossy bottoms or shifter partners, but Orrin’s enthusiastic demands turned him on. He pulled his foreskin back, slapped his spongy cockhead against the waiting pucker, and slid inside with one firm thrust. Orrin’s loud and lusty growl echoed off the bedroom walls, and he shoved back to meet Zak, stroke for stroke. As the pace increased, Zak reached around to grip Orrin’s impressive dick, working the hard shaft in time with his rear assault.
Having been on edge for hours already, their passion quickly rose and crested. Orrin reached climax first, taking everything he could get from Zak as he sprayed the sheets with jizz. Zak wasn’t far behind, needing only a few more strokes to fill Orrin’s ass with cum amid a satisfied groan. Before he could even pull out, Orrin asked for more.
“Can you go again? I’m ready if you are.”
Zak’s laugh got caught in his throat, and he reached around to find that Orrin, like him, was still rock hard.
“I can. Do you want to reposition?”
Orrin grunted impatiently.
“Nope. Let me have it.”
Zak did, enjoying a slower pace this time as he caressed and tweaked every part of Orrin’s beautiful body he could reach. The reward was another powerful and satisfying orgasm, though they clearly weren’t finished with one another yet. If this kind of intensity was the norm, sex with Orrin would be just as amazing as the man himself.
Chapter 13
Sometime later…
After taking turns in the shower, the couple returned to the freshly made bed to snuggle, kiss, and get acquainted. Zak lay still as requested while Orrin explored his body—eyes, hands, and nose gathering information while he purred with delight. They were almost nothing alike, and Orrin was enchanted by the differences. Zak’s ripped body was nearly hairless, with a few blondish strands under each arm and a small tuft above his pale cock. That meant lots of delicious, smooth skin for his long tongue to explore; something he intended to do soonest.
Zak’s workout routine had resulted in rippled abs, enormous guns, and heavily muscled thighs. The man could have been an underwear model if the doctor gig hadn’t worked out, but then Orrin wouldn’t be here sharing a bed with him. As if that weren’t enough, he’d enhanced his appearance with an earring, a pierced right nipple, and tattoos which covered both upper arms and shoulders. Dark blue leaves, flowers, and intricate geometric designs swirled together to create an intriguing tapestry of decorated flesh. Shifters never risked such ornamentation, since a single shift could be both dangerous and destructive.
“Wow… I can’t stop looking at you. I like the tats and piercings, but I’m wondering why you got them.”
Zak blushed, but answered the question.
“It wasn’t for the best of reasons, but at the time… I did it because Icould, just like most of my human friends and colleagues. In my mind, I was flipping off the shifter community, though it wasn’t like they’d have ever noticed. I don’t wear theearring at work, and everything else is covered unless I’m on personal time and want to show off.”
Orrin laughed, and then reached down to flick the thin, silver nipple ring. Zak hissed and his cock twitched.
“That one isreallysensitive. I can almost cum just from someone playing with it.”
Orrin growled, tucking the fact away for later.
“Turn over for me so I can see what I’m missing.”
Zak complied with a wry smile, though the attention he was receiving made him feel special and appreciated. It also aroused him, but then both men were hard and leaking again, despite not doing anything overtly sexual at the moment. He relaxed as Orrin’s soft hands caressed back, legs, and ass—until the man paused there to explore with his prehensile tongue.
Zak gasped as his hole was exposed, then licked, and finally breached. The feeling was like nothing he'd experienced before, and Orrin’s focused attention provoked a series of groans. He’d never allowed previous partners to go anywhere near his back door—not with fingers, tongue, or cock. He was comfortable enough with Orrin, however, to let the man pleasure him, and it felt so good he gladly welcomed the endorphin rush and rising orgasm.
