Werebear

The New Normal

With the disappearance of the beast and Alewidne, the other men began to relax, although, some of them did give Stephan a wide berth as they dispersed. Sniff caught Twinkle-toes in an intense bear hug, kissing his neck, as tears of joy streamed down his face. Twinkle-Toes returned the hug, pulling the older man in even tighter. Sniff quietly said, “I thought I had lost you.” Twinkle-Toes just held him tighter, caressing his head, and allowing his tears to join Sniff’s.

When they finally released each other, Twinkle-Toes looked him in the eyes and grinned. “You can’t get rid of me that easily ‘old man’.” Then kissing him on the forehead, he continued, “you’re stuck with me.”

“And you’re stuck with me.” Sniff grinned back at him. “Did you see the beacon?” Twinkle-Toes nodded. “That was me, well, me claiming you.” When Twinkle-toes looked puzzled sniff continued, “For you to find your way back to your body you needed the aid of an ancestor. Usually a father would fill this role, but since your family…umm…wasn’t here, I stepped into the role, acting as a kind of father. I had to mark you and be here to protect you from the last traces of the beast when you arrived. But it seemed you were the one who ended up protecting me.”

“Wait, you marked me?” Twinkle-Toes was once again confused. “What exactly does that mean?”

Sniff came as close as I had seen to blushing. “It means I had to offer my DNA so I would be part of you and could use that connection to act as your beacon. The light appeared when your body absorbed my cum.”

“But I thought it was his cum that brought me back?” He motioned toward me.

“It was,” Sniff replied. “I just acted as beacon so you could find your body once you had been brought to the edge.” Again, pointing to me he continued, “He didn’t bring you out, you did that yourself, he just brought you to the edge, right beside your body.”

“So, if he was fucking me, what did you do?”

“I came on your chest.”

“But the only cum on me when I woke up was my own, I mean the bear’s.”

“True, because you absorbed my cum. I didn’t clean it up or anything like that. Your body accepted it, and in so doing, you accepted me as your adopted father. I guess were’ stuck with each other.” Sniff grinned at him again, daring him to bring out his playful side.

Instead, Twinkle-Toes became very serious. He looked sniff in the eyes for a long moment and said, “Thank you. You have been more of a father to me than…” He choked up and drew Sniff into another long embrace. “Thank you.”

As we walked back to the lodge, I asked Sniff, “How long did all that take? I mean, how long between the time I first entered the abyss until you came and lit up the beacon?”

Sniff thought for a moment, “I’m not sure, it was after the daisy chain had formed but before they started to cum, Probably about five or ten minutes.”

I stopped in my tracks, “Daisy chain? Was that…?”

“That was your tether,” he laughed. “You probably didn’t see of feel much until they started to cum.”

“I didn’t. I didn’t feel anything until I saw the beacon.”

“You saw it too?” he was surprised. “I suppose that makes sense. You had absorbed so much of his cum over the last two weeks, if we did a DNA test right now, you’d probably be identified as twins.” He chuckled at his own joke and continued, “The guys formed the chain as you entered the abyss, and stayed linked until you returned. They began to cum just after I marked Twinkle-Toes. The last guy in the chain came first, then a minute of two later the next, then the next. They all came in sequence, gathering momentum and passing on the collected sexual energy until it reached Starlight, and then he gave it all to you. You came almost instantly, it was amazing.”

“You mean they all…?”

“The whole community. You didn’t think you could do this alone?” He patted me on the back. “It takes a village, or in this case, a family of choice.”

I thought for a moment and then shyly asked, “Did I…umm…was I stationary once my dick was in him, or did I actually fuck?”

Sniff laughed heartily, “Oh, you fucked. You fucked like an animal. Your balls needed to be emptied so badly that they could manage all on their own, even while you weren’t there. Starlight had a hard time staying inside you, you were going at him so.” He shot me a crooked grin as he whispered so Twinkle-Toes wouldn’t hear, “I get the feeling that, between this afternoon and what’s to come tonight, he’ll have a pretty sore ass by morning.”

He was right. Neither of us slept that night. When we weren’t fucking, we were just holding each other, unwilling to lose a moment of each other’s presence to sleep. During the following week I tried to return to my job, but my heart just wasn’t in it anymore. Sniff invited me to become part of the community, and without the need to pay rent, I could downgrade to part time at work which would allow me to put the rest of my focus on helping to run the retreat center.

The other thing that was interesting was that Stephan started calling and texting incessantly. The loss of connection with his “companions” had left him feeling disconnected and incomplete. One night when he joined us for dinner at the retreat center, he said. “It’s so quiet now, so lonely. I wasn’t eavesdropping on you guys or anything, but I could always sense your connection to me, and I knew that any of you might call on me at any time. But now, when I’m at home alone, I’m really alone. It’s the first time in thousands of years.” Sniff invited him to stay as well, although he had some reservations about him being here for the full moon.

After dinner that night, Sniff, Stephan, Twinkle-toes, and I went out to sit under the stars before Stephan left. In the stillness Stephan stirred, “Is that…?” He strained his eyes toward the lake and following his gaze we all saw Alewidne moving toward us.

“I would speak with you.” She was clearly addressing Stephan, so the rest of us remained in place as he rose and strolled with her by the edge of the water.

When she left him and faded into the shadows, he returned to us. “I need your help.”

He outlined a plan to keep the beast bound during the night of the full moon. She had impressed upon him the importance of keeping him from making new slaves. “As soon as he does that, he will regain most of his power and will be almost uncontrollable. I need you to bind me before I transform and keep others away from me until the moon sets. She can keep him bound to the moon, but she cannot control him while the full moon strengthens him.”

We immediately started making plans for the upcoming full moon. We were able to contain him, but just barely, and his effect on the men in the surrounding area was greater than we had anticipated, but we managed to keep him isolated until morning. Over the next month Stephan bought a property near the retreat center, but not too close. It sat at the edge of a small town, surrounded by woods and wilderness. Even this was not enough, as the neighbors were drawn to him and we had to fend them off as well as keep him contained. By the third full moon, we had constructed the underground bunker. And finally figured out how to bind him securely. From that point on it only took one of us to supervise him through the night. For a few months the others stood guard outside the bunker, but it soon became clear that the men he attracted were essentially harmless, being so focused on getting to him that there was no danger of theft or vandalism, just the odd mishap if their sexual frenzy got particularly intense.

As we worked out this new system, Alewidne made a few unexpected visits, and told Stephan that he could call on her if he needed her. She explained that when they had bound the beast, the spirits of the forest had adopted her in a way similar to how Sniff adopted Twinkle-Toes. She now resided with them and could be present in any tree or anything made from wood. All he had to do was touch something wooden and call for her, and she would come. True to her word, she answered All of Stephan’s questions, and even offered advice on how to build the bunker.

Stephan was gradually getting used to being without his companions. A few of them had reached out as they realized the connection was broken, but he encouraged them to embrace their independence as a gift. After a couple of months of self-imposed celibacy, he admitted he did connect for a random hook-up one night. He was afraid that if he had sex with someone, he might reawaken the bear’s power. He did, however, still have his connection to the bear and his libido, which made two months of going without, agonizing. He was pleased to find out that, while his connection to the bear still offered him an animalistic intensity during sex, it did not allow him to make an energetic connection after. This put his mind at rest and he whole-heartedly submitted himself to bondage for one night during every lunar cycle.

Twinkle-Toes and I moved into the house with the bunker, and for most of the month it became a kind of annex for the retreat center, housing VIP’s and overflow guests. But around the full moon it was emptied out and Stephan would join us there. He also took a more active interest in the retreat center, getting involved as an advisor to the board, while keeping his financial support low key, but noticeable enough to create a certain amount of influence. Sniff continued as the Founding Director of the facility, doing more than he should, but loving every minute of it. And as often as he could, he made time to spend with Twinkle-Toes, deepening their bond, both filling a need the other had for family. I was lucky enough to be able to partake in this feast. It offered me everything I needed, and I was content. This was our new normal and I couldn’t imagine anything better.

The sounds emanating from behind the heavy door were growing fainter and less insistent. The men gathered there seemed to have satiated their desires with each other, and all that remained were the sounds of the last few scratching hopelessly against a door that would not yield. The bear was quiet now. He knew his time was almost up. He had managed to drink in a few drops of sexual energy from a distance, but without feeders to gather it directly and offer it to him, he remained weak enough to handle, even though he was still strong enough to be dangerous when not contained. I only knew the moon had set when I saw his tattoos retreat back into the small bear paw on his hand, and his muscles and hair return to the patterns normal for Stephan.

I stood by his side as the beast withdrew and greeted my friend when he finally opened his eyes. “How do you feel?”

He smiled. “Tired. I hope he didn’t give you too much trouble tonight.”

“Nothing I haven’t seen before,” I assured him, “Although I was still a bit distracted at first and just barely got the chains on in time.”

“Maybe we should go back to doing this in teams of two, mutual support and all that.”

I shook my head as I began to unchain him. “No, I think that poses more danger than benefit. He would have more chance of influencing one of us if there were another man here and the possibility of actual sex, than if his keeper were alone. No, I just need to be more attentive.”

“Well, these days you guys are the experts, I defer to your decision.” He sat up and rubbed his wrists and ankles as a firm, but gentle knock sounded at the door.

When I opened it, Twinkle-Toes walked in with three large coffees. “I thought you guys could use something to start the day with.” He pecked me on the cheek as he handed me mine and offered the other one to Stephan. “Just the way you like them, strong and full of cream.”

Stephan rolled his eyes at the bad joke, but I was grateful for his display of humor. He had changed after his ordeal. He was still the playful funny man he had always been, there was no doubt of that, but now there was a shadow behind his vivacity, a slight hint of darkness. It gave him a gravitas and a strength that acted as the perfect foil for his child-like hi-jinks.

“How’s Sniff?” I inquired. “Everything alright at the retreat center?” I knew it was. I had made sure of that before I left yesterday, but still, a lot can happen in one night.

“He’s fine, worrying about the next retreat, like always. I could hardly get him to leave his office and go to bed last night.” He sat down and stretched out as he sipped his coffee. “We’ve got to do something. He’s still pushing himself way too hard and he’s not getting any younger.”

I know, I’m working on it,” I agreed. “But you know how stubborn he is, He won’t accept an assistant, even if he’s cute.”

“Let me try again,” Stephan volunteered as he was putting his clothes back on. “I’ll threaten to bring the board in on this if he doesn’t agree. After all, they won’t argue with the money.” He gave us both a wink as he headed upstairs to grab some breakfast.

As we followed him at a distance, I asked Twinkle-Toes, “How was it last night? Did you feel much of the bear?” Since his initial face off with the bear under the new moon, Twinkle-toes found confrontations with him to be intensely exhausting. He could still subdue him, but it took everything he had, and a full night of that would require at least a week of rest for him to recover. While it was exhausting for me, I could recover in a day, so I became the keeper, and we kept Twinkle-toes away while the bear was active.

“Just a little, not bad at all. But I’m glad he’s gone.”

When we entered the kitchen and Stephan got a good look at me in the morning light, he said, “You look like shit. I think you should head straight to bed. Sleep it off, I’m sure lover-boy here will bring you something for supper if you ask real nice.” He turned me towards the stairs and patted me on the butt to hurry me along my way. “Sleep well, sweety.”

I didn’t argue. It had been a long and stressful night, and I was starting to feel it. When I entered our room, I was fading fast. Twinkle-toes, who had come with me to tuck me in, helped me undress and put me to bed. As I tried different positions to find one that was comfortable, I felt him climb into bed with me. He had stripped quickly and quietly when I wasn’t paying attention.

“What are you doing?” I asked. “Didn’t you get enough sleep at the retreat center last night?”

“Who said anything about sleep?”

“Oh…umm…I can’t, I’m just too tired.”

“Who said anything about sex?” He drew me close and placed a tender kiss on my lips. “I just wanted to hold you for a while. You know I’m always up for a cuddle.” Then kissing my forehead, he said, “And besides, I love it when you fall asleep in my arms.”

I loved it when he held me like this. There was no other place where I felt so safe and so loved. I allowed him to pull me to him and buried my face in the warm comfort of his hairy chest. The last thing I remember was muttering a faint, “Ok,” as I allowed myself to drift off into a blissful and blessed sleep.

The End