Werebear

Going Deeper

Over the next few days Twinkle-Toes returned to his old self. Being surrounded by the people who loved him made all the difference.

After the first night together, Starlight removed himself to the sofa bed, to allow us more room for intimacy. Privacy, however, was not an option. I could have drawn the curtains in the arch that defined the bedroom as separate from the living area, but I didn’t see the point. We were all comfortable being naked and sexual with each other, and, knowing that starlight liked to watch, we didn’t want to deprive him of having his fun too. In fact, we started putting on shows for him, like they had done for me on that first night.

One night we invited him to coach us as we tried to figure out how many different positions we could come up with for frottage. It was hysterical. “Put your dick there. No, further left. Now you wiggle your ass and see if he likes it.” He gave us various instructions and a couple of times we actually fell off the bed trying to do what he had instructed.

Then Twinkle-Toes had a great idea. “Get dressed,” he told me. While pulling on his own pants. Then he told Starlight, “I want you to think of as many ways as you can for us to do this in public with no one noticing.”

We spent the next hour pretending to be on the subway, on a bus, in an elevator, in a booth at a restaurant. By the end of the evening I told Starlight that he was probably qualified to direct his own porn videos. Twinkle-Toes liked that idea, saying, “Ooh, that could be tomorrow night.”

But the next night had a different character altogether. Twinkle-toes stayed at the apartment that day, and in the early afternoon, He heard the sound of someone revving a motorcycle engine very loudly. Peeking out the window he saw the biker staring up at the apartment. As soon as he caught sight of the curtain fluttering, the biker began shouting obscenities and threats, while flipping off the apartment window. Twinkle-Toes immediately saw two burly women crossing the street towards the biker and could hear them telling him to shut up and get lost. To Twinkle-Toes’ surprise, the biker just rode off quickly, without a word. One of the women pulled out a phone and made a call.

Within five minutes his phone was ringing. It was Dee-Dee. She wanted to make sure he was ok. “Do you want me to send a couple of the girls up to keep you company until the others get home?”

He declined. “the doors are locked, and they’ll be back in a few hours. As long as they are keeping watch on the building, I don’t think there’s much the biker can do.”

Still, he was unsettled, and when we arrived home, he told me everything. “Did he harass you at work today?” That was his main concern, but the biker hadn’t. I had no sense of his shadow or his physical presence. And this was curious to me. He knew I worked during the day, why wouldn’t he have come to my workplace? Why make his presence known at an empty apartment?

As I thought about it, I wondered, what if he knew the apartment wasn’t empty? I asked Twinkle-Toes, “Did he see your face?”

“I don’t think so.” He moved to the window and showed me exactly what he did. “I was careful this time. I thought it might be him so I stood back, just moving the curtain a tiny bit so I could see out. I think all he could see was movement, no details.”

“Good.” Then I shared my fears. “I’m thinking that since his connection to me was severed he has been watching my movements. He has probably figured out that you guys are here and has some sense of our routine.”

Just then my phone rang. It was sniff. Dee-Dee had reported the incident to him as soon as it happened, and he had waited until I was home to call me. “I hope you don’t mind, but I had her send a couple of her friends to your workplace to make sure you got to your car safely and follow you home.”

“Really?” I queried, “I never saw a thing.”

“I didn’t expect you would.” I gave him the details of what Twinkle-Toes had told me and shared my theory. After considering it, he agreed and decided he was going to ask Dee- Dee if they could add more guards. “The full moon is in a couple of days,” he said. “I think you should be here at the retreat center that night, and you should probably arrive well before the moon rises.”

I agreed. “I’ll let them know that I won’t be at work on Monday, and we’ll aim to be there by lunch time. How does that sound?”

Sniff approved and told us to call day or night if there were any problems.

That night was a little more subdued than the previous evening of fun and games. We huddled together on the couch and watched movies till the wee hours. When Twinkle-Toes and I crawled into bed, we both fell asleep instantly.

I was the first to wake. Starlight was dreaming away on the sofa bed, only partially covered by the sheets, and Twinkle-Toes’ naked body lay, warm and inviting, beside me. I woke with and intense boner. Morning wood had always been one of my favorite things about having a dick. It felt good even without touching it. An invitation from the gods to take pleasure in my own body, or maybe this morning, my pleasure might be found in the body of another. I ran my hand along his back. He was lying half on his stomach and half on his side, offering me a tantalizing view of the fullness of his ass. He was covered up to his waist and only the uppermost indentation of his butt crack was visible above the sheet. I moved my hand down and gently drew the sheet back, caressing the curves of this perfection.

I realized that we had not actually fucked yet and wondered why. The thin fur that coated his ass cheeks, growing heavier as it approached the mystery that lay between them, gave fuel to my throbbing curiosity. I’m usually a bottom, but at this moment my dick had a mind of its own, and it was wanting to explore that mystery as deeply as possible. I rolled over, pressing the hardness of my cock along the length of his ass, throwing my arm over his shoulder, and pressing my face into the back of his neck. As I began to spoon, he lazily pressed his ass against me, moaning with the sleepy pleasure of waking up to hard dick.

He pulled my hand to his lips and kissed it, then began to turn towards me. I resisted his attempt to roll over, kissing the back of his neck and grinding my dick against him. “Mm, let’s stay like this for a while.” He backed up against me and relaxed into my embrace.

Grinding my dick so close to his hole was electric, especially when he began grinding in rhythm with me. “Someone woke up horny this morning.” He was now slowly guiding my hand along his chest and belly, working his way, ever so slowly, towards his cock, enjoying the sensation of being touched and the anticipation of my had reaching its goal.

When it did, he was as hard as me, although not quite so excited. I turned him onto his back and climbed on top of him, making as much body contact as possible. Leaning on my elbows with my face just inches above his, I kissed him passionately, driving my tongue deep into his mouth. “I guess you are horny.” His eyes were relaxed and smiling, but I imagine mine were on fire and spinning wildly. He laughed a quiet gentle laugh. “What are we going to do with you?”

“I want to fuck you.” I got right to the point. “I want to fuck you so bad right now.”

Again, he laughed. “I’d rather you fuck me good,” and he kissed me again. This time a slow tender kiss that reached deeper than his tongue ever could. “But not right now. Not yet”

“Why?” I ground my cock against his and he responded with an appreciative moan. I was again in that primal part of my brain that made language difficult. “But…I need…mm…”

“Yes, you do, but I’m not ready yet.” He kissed me again, and said, “But don’t worry, you’ll be the first to know when I am.” Then, with evil glint in his eye, he rolled us over so that he was on top and said, “Until then…”, planting a more passionate kiss on my mouth.

He proceeded to kiss my neck and chest, reaching up to caress my face and stick a couple of fingers in my mouth. As his kisses reached my belly, he ran his hands down my torso, gently tweaking my nipples along the way. Finally reaching his destination. He circled around my cock with his mouth, lifting it with one hand to be able to kiss and lick my belly where it had been lying. Then reaching with his other hand he burrowed between my legs to lift my balls from their hiding place. He proceeded to kiss and lick them as well and made a full circle around my cock without once putting his mouth on it.

The agony of my anticipation was obvious, and he enjoyed it. Placing himself between my legs, he brought his thumbs down below my balls, pressing them both hard against my taint, and allowed his hands to cover my bush and surround the base of my cock. Making it sway up and down, he brought his face close to inspect it in detail. After a moment, he rolled his eyes up to meet mine and grinned. I thought he was going down to lick my balls again, but instead, he stuck his broad tongue out and licked my dick from base to tip. In one graceful movement, when he reached the tip he leaned forward and swallowed it whole.

All that anticipation was worth the wait. My eyes rolled back, and I was lost in his ministrations. Everything was a blur after that. At some point he maneuvered the lower half of his body toward my face and the salty musk of his dick filled my senses, complementing the wet warmth of his mouth perfectly. I may have been the one that woke up horny, but he came first, and as the warm waves of his cum crashed against the back of my throat, I released my torrent and fed him with my burning hunger.

As the sexual fog began to clear, I smelled coffee. When I sat up, Starlight was at the breakfast bar. He had the coffee maker going and was drinking a cup while checking the internet. He looked over and smirked. “Ah, she emerges from splendor!”

Twinkle-Toes jumped up and ran to the bathroom. “Gotta pee!”

“I feel like I should applaud, or leave a tip, or something.” He sipped his coffee, “That was quite the show.”

I smirked back, “I bet you didn’t enjoy it as much as I did.”

“Probably not,” he conceded, “but I did cum all over myself. You didn’t even notice when I went into the bathroom to clean myself up, did you?”

I had to admit I hadn’t.

Twinkle-Toes emerged from the bathroom and stood naked facing me in all his glory. I felt a fullness I had never felt before. I wanted to reach out and touch him. I wanted to be with him always. I wanted to make the world a better place so no one would ever hurt him again.

Evidently, he wanted something else. Putting his hands behind his head and rotating his hips to make is softening dick spin like a helicopter, he offered, “Anyone want to join me in the shower?”