Lions, Tigers and Bears. Oh My!
Part 15
Usual disclaimers apply. The following contains male-to-male sex.
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please go elsewhere. Otherwise, please enjoy.
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A Special thank you to Brett for his
editing work
November
18th, 2010
The
SUV bounced around the uneven terrain, but I didn’t care. Lao was
driving while
me and Arsalan were stretched on the back seat. Over the last two weeks
Arsalan
had stopped obsessing about fucking me. At first I thought it was a
ruse to get
me to let my guard down, but he hadn’t said or done anything lewd
directed
specifically at me. Even now while we snuggled I could feel his hard on
pressing against me, but he wasn’t humping or saying anything, he only
had his
arms wrapped around me tenderly.
It
was very nice.
“We
gotta stop here,” Lao said as the SUV came to a stop. I had to look at
my watch
to figure out how long we’d been on the road. We’d flown into Denver in
the
early morning and now, eight hours later, we were somewhere in the
Colorado
hill side. I got out and pulled Arsalan. He resisted for a moment but
finally
gave up and joined us.
“This
doesn’t look like it,” I said looking around. We were at the bottom of
a steep
hill with prairie grass all around us. I could see the path the SUV had
taken
through it disappearing in the distance.
“I’m
going back to sleep then,” Arsalan said and crawled back on the seat.
“This
gps is saying it’s half a mile on the other side of this here hill.
We’re gonna
have to walk it.”
“Come
on lion,” I said slapping Arsalan’s foot, “no time to sleep. We’re
almost
there.”
“You
guys go,” he said with a yawn, “I’ll wait for you to come back here.”
“Maybe
ah should turn ya into a fur rug, you’d get all the sleep you like
then.”
Arsalan
flipped him the finger before turning on his side and curling up in a
ball. I
just shrugged when Lao looked at me and I started up the hill. Once I
reached
the top I stopped and looked in the distance. The hill swooped down
softly on
that side over three hundred feet and then leveled off until another
hill
started about half a mile away. In the side of that hill I could barely
make
out a building.
“That
can’t be it,” I said.
“‘Cording
to what yer man Harker said that’s it,” Lao replied.
“It
makes no sense, why would they set up their restoration lab in the
middle of
nowhere. It’s going to cost them a fortune to get their supplies
shipped in.”
Lao
didn’t comment, he was looking at the building through binoculars,
which I
borrowed when he was done.
When
no one from the restoration company got back to me I started thinking
that Lao
was right, I’d have to break in to see the journal. I contacted Harker
and had
him find out where it was being restored. Instead of an address he gave
me gps
coordinate. I had been surprised, but I figured it was how things were
done
now.
Finding
a building in the middle of nowhere wasn’t what I had expected.
The
building was two stories and the side of a small downtown office
building.
There were half a dozen cars parked in front of it and the back looked
to be
partially in the hill.
“Is
it just me or does the building extends inside the hill?” I asked Lao
as I
handed him the binoculars back.
“I’ll
go check,” Arsalan said as he walked by us and started running.
I did
a double take, when had he climbed the hill and why was he naked? I
wondered as
I saw him shift.
“He
isn’t seriously going to get close to the building in his lion form, is
he?” I
asked Lao.
“Ah
don’t think Arsalan does anything seriously,” he replied.
I
could only watch as he disappeared in the distance, the color of his
fur making
him blend in almost perfectly with the grass.
An
hour later he reappeared climbing the hill from the side the SUV was
and
panting hard.
“I
couldn’t get close enough to see if the building’s in the hill, they
have guards
and they like to use their guns.”
“They
saw you?” I asked.
“Nah,
they think they saw a mountain lion, not the real thing.”
“What
are they doing with armed guards?”
“They’re
probably protecting valuable stuff.” the lion said.
“They
restore books. No one steals books anymore.” Arsalan looked at me
sideways.
“I’m not going to steal it, I just want to look at it.”
“How
are ya gonna get in now?”
“I’m
not sure. First thing though is getting the building's floor plan.”
“Ya
gonna ask Harker?”
“No,”
I replied. I had considered it. “I know someone who should have an
easier time
getting that information.”
* * *
* *
“So
who’s that guy we’re going to see?” Arsalan asked. “Is he hot?”
Except
for a stop to have sex during the night we had been driving none stop,
alternating
drivers. I’d been reluctant to let him drive at first, but Arsalan was
a decent
driver.
“Kody’s
in the construction business,” I replied, “He knows everyone involved
in it.
He’s going to be able to find out what’s up with that place. Take the
dirty
road that’s coming up, it’ll take us to his place.”
Arsalan
did as I instructed and a mile later we came to a stop in front of a
large
ranch.
“Ya
sure he’s in construction?” Lao asked. “This place looks like a farm.”
“I’m
sure.” I replied getting out of the car and stretching. “He got a
thousand
acres back in eighteen fifty-eight as part of a settlement with the
Government
when he sued them to get his ancestral land back. As far as I know he
isn’t
doing anything with it.”
“So
he’s another werewolf.” Arsalan stated.
“No,
he isn’t.”
“Eww,
he must be really decrepit then.”
“You’ll
see,” I said as we walked to the house. It was a large house, but it
wasn’t
until we got close to it that you could tell it was built one and a
half time
larger in all directions. The door was ten feet tall. Arsalan’s mouth
hung open
and Lao studied it while I banged my fist on it.
A
moment later the door opened and a nine and a half feet tall, naked,
bear
looked down at us. I had a small smile as I saw Lao take a step back
from the corner
of my eye.
“Hi
Kody, you’re looking good.”
“Hey
Simon,” he replied in a deep voice that made my bones vibrate, “You
haven’t
changed at all. Are your friends going to be ok?”
I
turned to look at Lao. He had his hand over his revolver and it was
shaking
slightly. “I take it you haven’t met a werebear in your travels.” I
wiped the
smile off my face. As amusing as it was to see him lose some of his
self
control making fun of it wouldn’t help.
“No,”
he said and I watched as he forced his body to relax.
Arsalan
on the other hand hadn’t moved, his eyes were locked on Kody’s crotch
and he
was drooling.
“Snap
out of it lion,” I said punching his shoulder a bit harder than I
needed to,
“we’re not here for you to get laid.”
“Why
not?” he replied, but he did close him mouth and looked away from the
large
cock and at me.
“For
one thing,” Kody said waving us inside, “at my age I don’t indulge as
often as
I used to.”
“What’s
the other?” Arsalan asked as we entered.
“I
have someone who keeps me very satisfied.”
“Well,
that sucks,” Arsalan grumbled which made me and Kody smile as he guided
us to
the living room.
Like
the house itself everything inside was built to accommodate Kody’s
large size;
the dining room table went up to my head, the kitchen counters were
pretty much
inaccessible to me and sitting on the couch wasn’t exactly comfortable.
“Kody,
these are my friends, Arsalan and Lao,” I said once we were all seated.
“Arsalan is a werelion and Lao a weretiger.”
“You’ll
forgive me if I don’t shake your hands,” Kody said showing us his large
hand,
“I’d rather not crush them by accident. I’ve never met a werelion and
weretiger
before, are there many of your kind?”
“As
far as ah know ah’m the only one,” Lao said.
“Ditto,”
Arsalan added.
“Are
ya this large in ya human form?”
“No,”
Kody said with a chuckle, “I was six two last time I shifted to human.”
“How
long ago was that?” Lao asked.
“’least
forty years.”
“Why?”
Arsalan asked. I let them talk, I’d gone through most of these
questions myself
the last time I’d seen Kody.
“Unlike
werewolves, us bears age. The main thing that happens to us as we grow
older is
that our change becomes more and more difficult and painful so after a
while we
pick a shape and stay in it.”
“But
you’re already pretty old,” Arsalan said.
“Sure,
but with a bit of luck I’ll live to be over two fifty, but I’ll be
spending the
rest of my years looking like this.”
“It’s
a good thing you have all this land to hide on then,” I commented.
“There’s
been enough sighting of Sasquatch on the west coast as it is.”
“Good
thing my ass, I knew this was coming. Why’d you think I sued the
government
back then? I had to get my land back before I got too old. I’m just
happy you
were around to help track down those eviction orders for my people.”
I was
stopped from commenting by the front door opening and closing.
“Dad,
I’m home.”
“I’m
in the living room,” Kody replied. Moments later Brandon, Kody’s
adopted son,
walked in. He still looked to be in his early forties even after all
these
years. Five eleven, two hundred sixty pounds of mostly muscles covered
in
overall and a flannel shirt.
Kody
bent down and Brandon wrapped his arms around his neck before kissing
him
deeply. The kiss lasted a good minute and left the kodiak bear with a
hardon.
Once Brandon let go he noticed the hungry look Arsalan was giving them
and gave
the werelion a wink.
“I’m
going to go change out of these things,” he told Kody before looking at
me.
“It’s good to see you again Simon, I’ll be back in a bit.” Kody watched
him
leave the room with a wistful expression.
“He’s
ya son?” Lao asked.
“Yes,
but not biologically. I fell in love with him in fifty two. He became
my son
when I made him into a werebear three years later. It’s our way to
tracking who
changed whom.”
“Wait,”
Arsalan said, “so he’s like you?”
“Yeah,
except at his age he can easily shift from one form to the other.”
Arsalan
jumped off the couch. “I’ll be back in a while.” He ran out of the room
and
Kody watched him go with a chuckle.
“Ya
know he’s gonna try to have sex with ya son, right?” Lao said.
“Figured
as much. Brandon can take care of himself. If he doesn’t want to he’ll
send
your werelion friend packing.”
“Ya
said you made him into a bear. How’d ya do that?”
“I
take it like Simon you can’t make other weretigers.”
Lao
nodded his head.
“Well,
for us it’s like in the movies, a bite, our saliva entering the blood,
basically any kind of bodily fluid exchange does it.. Most of us prefer
going
with sex tho, makes the experience a whole lot more special.”
“Does
that mean ya got female werebears out there?” Lao asked.
“’Course,
most werebears are straight. Hell most werebears are born rather than
made like
me and Brandon.”
“Then
how come yer managing to remain unnoticed? There must be thousands of
yas
around.”
“There
isn’t that many of us; it isn’t easy for one of our women to get
pregnant.
We’re also careful not to attract attention, we live in small
communities away
from large cities.”
A
growl from deeper in the house interrupted us. Something fell and broke
and
then there was a yowl from Arsalan. The three of us exchanged smiles.
“So,”
Kody asked once the others were quiet again, “what brought you guys
here?”
“I
need your help getting information on a building,” I said. I gave him
the name
of the company and the coordinates Harker had given me. “I’d need the
floor
plans and the security layout if you can get it.”
“You;’re
planning on breaking in?”
“Yeah,”
I said bashfully.
Kody
didn’t judge, he picked up the phone and started making calls. For half
an hour
he called one person and then another while me and Lao listened to the
moans
and gasps coming from the back of the house. Eventually the sounds
diminished
into nothingness. I was hard and leaking at that point and thought
about
joining them, but I didn’t want to miss it when Kody found the
information I
needed.
Lao
glanced at me with a smirk.
Not
too long after the silence descended on the back of the house Brandon
peeked
in. He was still in his bear form, a seven and a half foot tall brown
bear and
smelling heavily of sex.
“Hey
Guys,” he whispered, “I think I broke your friend.”
“What
happened?” I asked. I couldn’t see how it would have happened, but
Brandon
seemed genuinely worried.
“Well,
I fucked him hard like he asked, but when he came he lost
consciousness.”
“Does
he have a smile plastered on his face?” Lao asked.
“Yeah,”
Brandon replied tentatively.
“He’ll
be fine then. He’ll probably ask you to do it again when he wakes up.”