Chapter 15
Thursday evening, Zak’s home
Orrin enjoyed preparing a meal with Zak, including all the smooches as they moved around the kitchen.
The simple beef stir-fry wasn’t something Orrin prepared at home because the cubs wouldn’t know what to do with it.
If the dish didn’t look and smell familiar, they were hesitant to try it, and he couldn’t risk wasting money on food they wouldn’t eat.
Adult tastes were more nuanced, and he enjoyed learning things from Zak’s ingredient choices and cooking style.
Like he did on their first date, Zak ate at Orrin’s pace, enabling them to converse during the latter part of the meal. He wondered if Rayn was now learning the same thing and asked Orrin about it when his belly was mostly full.
“We’re working on it, and she’s doing better.
It’s difficult for her to comprehend ursine instincts, especially when it looks and sounds like rude table manners!
At the same time, I’m teaching the cubs not to tease her, and to recognize that humans do some things differently—not wrong , just different.
I think it’s important that they learn how to live among all kinds of people. ”
Zak appreciated Orrin’s way of thinking.
“The cubs you nurture will have an advantage in this world with that kind of attitude. When they grow up, I hope they learn to recognize the value of what you’re teaching them.”
Orrin blushed. Most people never looked beyond the surface, and fewer still would think to pay him a compliment.
For many, including shifters who should know better, Orrin was a glorified babysitter and the cubs he cared for would magically turn out all right.
The BSA was doing good work, but deep-seated problems weren’t wiped away by providing food and shelter alone.
“My parents were very broad minded and helped me see what the real world was like. I’ve had some disappointing failures along the way—usually cubs who had endured abuse or too much time alone.
The BSA has special facilities for them, but there isn’t much that can be done if they’re too far gone.
That’s why the policies are geared towards search and rescue at the earliest possible moment.
Our teams cover every inch of the state, and some still slip through the cracks. ”
Zak could smell Orrin’s distress and pulled him onto his lap.
They stayed that way until Orrin took a deep cleansing breath and let the angst go with it.
He turned to straddle Zak’s lap, cocks pressed together while Orrin tenderly kissed his lips, face, and neck.
Zak waited patiently, allowing the upset man to do what he wanted as he processed difficult memories and thoughts. After a while, Orrin smiled.
“Thank you. It’s hard to talk about stuff like that, and you made me feel heard. It means a lot.”
Zak’s muscular arms wrapped themselves around Orrin’s body; hands caressing his back and fingers carding gently through his hair. That prompted a question.
“Have you always worn it long like this?”
Orrin nodded.
“Since my early teens, yeah. I like the way it looks and feels, and it turns me on when you tug or play with it.”
Zak’s eyes filled with heat while his cock twitched.
“You’d still be gorgeous without it, but it gets my motor going. You know… some shifters are more shaggy than others in their bear form, so does that have anything to do with their human hair?”
Orrin laughed softly and kissed Zak on the forehead.
“No. My bear’s coat is even all over, so it wouldn’t reveal anything about my human form. Would you like to see?”
Damn right he would.
“Yes! I’m really curious.”
Orrin got up and began to strip, laying his clothing on the chair he’d vacated earlier. Zak watched the show, growing harder by the second as the sexy man exposed his body. When he was naked, Orrin took Zak’s hand and tugged him toward the living room while issuing a warning.
“My bear will want to sniff and lick you everywhere, so don’t take off your pants. He likes being petted, too.”
With that, Orrin got down on all fours and shifted.
Light brown fur shot out of every inch of skin, even as his head and body reshaped itself.
The last thing to appear were his short, sharp claws, and there he stood, sniffing like mad.
He was slimmer than most bears, though of a similar height and length.
He wore a stunning, light-colored coat with contrasting blond fur on his muzzle and rakish ‘brows’ above each eye.
Both nose and claws were the traditional black, and Zak immediately reached out to pet him.
Orrin rumbled with pleasure, leaning into the strokes for more pressure.
The fur on his neck and chest was especially luxuriant and soft, and Zak carded his fingers through it as he had on Orrin’s human head.
The chest vibrations were much stronger than Zak expected, and he removed his shirt so Orrin could explore.
That prompted a round of vigorous scenting and licking which gave him goosebumps and a hard-on.
They continued their mutual discovery session until Orrin suddenly stood on his back paws and shifted.
Naked and panting, he tugged Zak to the bathroom for a shower.
The water was warm and soothing as they washed one another from top to bottom.
When it came to Orrin’s hair, Zak did the honors for him—massaging his scalp as the suds drifted down his slick body in clumpy white clouds.
No one had ever washed his hair, and Orrin moaned with the arousing sensations—nearly reaching climax without touching his dick.
Zak hadn’t expected this at all, hurrying to finish the job and get them dried off.
“How can I help?”
“Take me, Zak. Hard and fast.”
“Whatever you need. I’ve got you.”
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Sometime later…
Orrin growled and snarled his way towards the third orgasm in a row, pounded by Zak’s magnificent cock like a jackhammer.
They had almost reached the intensity of mating season sex, though he didn’t know how that could be in the middle of winter.
Maybe it was his overexcited bear, who had finally gotten up close and personal with Zak.
Orrin wasn’t quite sure, but their chemistry was off the charts.
Orrin reached the peak of desire and shot another load of jizz onto the already-soaked sheets, squeezing his back passage in a rictus of pleasure that tipped Zak over the edge as well.
Trembling with exhaustion, he pulled Orrin down with him to lie on their side, spooned up against the man’s back and breathing heavily.
They rested for a while before Zak moaned softly and asked a question.
“What was that? I hope you’re ready to rest, because I won’t be able to get it up again for a while.”
Orrin reached out to clasp Zak’s hand, twining their fingers together.
“I’m not sure, but I think I can safely say that my bear really likes you.”
Zak cracked up and Orrin joined him, laughing at the absurdity of the situation. There was no denying they’d both enjoyed it, but the intensity had caught them off guard. Zak tapped into what Orrin had been thinking earlier with his next query.
“Is that what mating season is like for you? If it is, I can’t understand how you endure it for three months at a time.”
Orrin turned over so he was facing Zak, claiming his mouth with sweet kisses.
“You were magnificent, and gave me exactly what I needed. To answer the question, it was similar to mating season, but the desire comes in waves, and it’s never been like this at any other time.
I could be wrong, but I think your interaction with my bear confused him or maybe it was just the dry spell we’ve had since last fall.
Next time I shift with you around, we should probably avoid having sex right afterward. ”
Though Zak was almost afraid to ask, this felt like the best time.
“So, is he pressuring you to mate with me?”
Orrin reached up to stroke Zak’s short, trimmed beard.
“Not directly. He thinks you're good mate material, but he isn’t pushing me to claim you. I assume you already know this, but it’s safer if we avoid face to face penetration, and my bedroom is off limits unless we’re going to mate.
I won’t pressure you, or try to trick you into anything, so we’re safe if we take a few precautions. ”
Zak also heard what the man did not say—that Orrin would readily mate with him right now if he was willing.
He wasn’t ready yet, but Orrin surely knew that and had decided not to make it an issue.
What they had so far was good, very good, but was it the beginning of forever?
Zak couldn’t answer that question, and his scent must have revealed his inner turmoil to Orrin.
“Don’t overthink things. Live in the now and enjoy what we have. If we truly belong together, there won’t be any doubts when the time comes.”
Zak kissed him, stroking his still-damp hair.
“You’re right, and beautiful, and smart, and all mine. Why don’t we get up and have a snack before bed? I’m sure there’s something in the kitchen that would hit the spot.”
Orrin responded with a rumbly growl.
“Mmmm… you have something between your legs that hit my spot very nicely, thank you. Come on, handsome, we have things to do before I can cuddle up with you all night.”
Zak liked the idea.
“You’ll have to show me how it's done, but I think I have the general idea. Now get your gorgeous ass in the shower so I can play with it some more.”
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Early the next morning, January31st.
Orrin awoke around five a.m. as usual, though with Zak wrapped around him.
He wanted to stay right where he was and wallow in the man’s scent and warmth.
They both had responsibilities, however, which meant there was just enough time for a bit of suck and tug before parting.
Orrin turned so he and Zak were face to face and used his agile tongue to nibble at the man’s pierced left earlobe while he stroked Zak’s quickly hardening cock.
A couple of moans later, bright blue eyes popped open, and he smiled.
“Good morning. If I had an alarm clock like this, I’d never get up. What do we have time for?”
Orrin tugged Zak farther down the bed, and then flipped around so they were staring at each other’s morning wood.
“Sixty-nine. First one to cum has to change the sheets!”
Zak’s laugh was cut short when Orrin swallowed him to the root and began to suck.
The game was on, though each would receive a prize in the end.
Orrin upped the ante by zooming in on Zak’s hefty nuts, massaging them and tugging on the smooth sack while his wicked tongue stroked and squeezed.
Going for the money shot, Zak slid two digits in Orrin’s back passage and gave his prostate an intensive workout while he focused on the meaty crown—carefully dragging his teeth over the sensitive frenulum.
It was torture trying to remain on task while their own dicks were being serviced with such gusto, but neither man considered backing down—until Orrin deep-throated Zak and began to purr.
Startled by the unfamiliar sensation, Zak’s cock fired off a hot creamy load even as he struggled to bring Orrin along with him.
The sneaky shifter eventually grunted his way through an orgasm within a few seconds, pleased to have won the contest and disappointed that their fun was over.
Orrin flipped around for a few lazy kisses, even as their cocks stiffened for more action. Zak couldn’t seem to get enough and finally groaned in frustration.
“Can’t we just stop time and stay here?”
Orrin’s contented purr spoke volumes, yet he managed a few words anyway.
“I wish we could, and I’ll be thinking about you all day. Let me help you with the bed.”
The pair made quick work of the sheets and then showered together without any of the fun stuff.
They dressed and headed out, though Orrin mentioned that he could drive the next time and save Zak the trouble of picking him up and taking him home.
It was a very short trip, so Orrin only had time for one question.
“So, what are we doing on Sunday? Rayn and Kip will be pestering me for details, and I have no idea what to tell them.”
Zak grinned as he pulled around the back of the house to let Orrin out.
“Tell them it’s a surprise. Give me a call before bed on Saturday, and I’ll fill you in.”
With a final smooch, the lovers reluctantly parted, counting the hours until they could see one another again.