[Part 17]



  I dreamily ran my hands through the thick pelt of the furry blanket
 that held me in it's warm security. Darkness lay all about me but even
 that was not nearly as all-encompassing as the fur that lay over me.
 Finally managing to work some of the course, dark hair away from my
 face I glanced about my apartment with what limited range I had to me
 and noted that what little I could see coming through the slitted
 aperature in front of my patio door revealed that it was darkening
 outside. Dusk was upon us and soon the skies would be darkening
 further still as night fell.

  I started to give a stretch, my customary move upon waking up and two
 things occurred that were pleasant revelations. The first was that my
 'furry blanket' was in fact, my furry lover, still laying overtop of
 me and sleeping soundly as a bear. Which wasn't so surprising
 considering he IS a bear! The second thing I noted from my morning
 stretch was that a part of me had remained stretched before the rest
 of me had decided to!... And that was because there was still a rather
 massive intruder still lodged up inside me! It was perhaps one of the
 most reassuring sensations I'd ever felt to know that the things my
 lover had done to me the time before weren't delusions wrought by my
 brain. 

  Normally... on whatever rare occassions I'd actually managed to get
 lucky enough to find someone to share my lonely nights with that
 DIDN'T go wrong at some point, there was never the 'lingering
 afterwards' so to speak... After sex, he'd usually pull out and either
 roll over and go to sleep or start gathering up his clothes. There
 never was any post-coital intimacy and with my Were physiology being
 what it was, my rectal muscles and analring would all too soon revert
 to it's prior, unmolested state and thus ensured that my next
 'encounter' would be just as painful as my last.

   Morise was the first male I'd ever encountered who was not only
 equipped to but content to leave his cock where he'd last stuck it.
  His phallic bone while in ursine form only buttressed the resolution
 that there was no need of worrying that he would slip free of me while
 his cock was in it's flaccid state, for even 'soft' most animals
 remained a degree of hardness because of their baculum. This usually 
withdrew into the recesses of their sheath but was ever present and
 currently Morise had his wedged firmly inside me, using me as his 
sheath.

  My shifting around a bit also reminded me (a bit painfully) that we
 were rather stuck together in more ways than one! For we had not
 bothered to clean ourselves up after our orgasms and most of it had
 dried, bonding us flesh to fur and we were even stuck to the carpet a
 bit as Morise's excessive load he'd dumped deep into me must not have
 stayed entirely inside me. I winced and reflexively jerked back a bit
 from the pain and that only caused Morise to do likewise in his sleep
 until the chain reaction of us both pulling away and wincing woke my
 bruin bedmate up fully. He chuckled, the rumbling causing him to peel
 away from me a bit more and making us both chuckle and wince.

   "Guess ya need ta shift down so we both can get free and cleaned
 up..." I suggested. "Naaaw," he rumbled, "Why spoil our fun?...
 'sides... I have no intention'a leavin' this sweet ass jus' yet!" 
Morise has a nice, deep voice in human form and in his transitional
 state it drops even lower but while in full-bearform it basically
 sounds like a bear trying to bellow out human speech and with him
 still talking in his roughneck accent it made anything he said sound
 so chillingly sexy that he could melt me and harden my cock saying
 just about anything and it was yet another reason I felt compelled to
 do whatever he said because the mere sound of his voice crumbled 
whatever resistances I would have.

  His arms still were cradled under me somewhat and so he simply
 repositioned his legs and lifted himself to all-4's with me still
 clinging to his underside and lumbered out of the living room, through
 the short hallway and into the bathroom with me literally still
 swinging on his cock the entire way!

  Once inside the bathroom he lifted a forepaw and hooked his long
 talons past the barricade of the showercurtain where it ended at the
 wall and gently swiped, pulling it aside as he made the metal rings
 chime as they ran down the length of the curtainrod then lifted
 himself to perch his forepaws on the edge of the tub, presenting me
 the task of turning on and adjusting the water as it burst to life
 from the showerhead in responce. It quickly turned to the pleasantly
 hot spray that I favored for such soothing relaxation and Morise
 gruftly rumbled in appreciation. Seems we both preffered the 'hot
 springs' setting to our bathing. Then once everything was all set, he
 carefully lifted us up and over the edge of the bathtub then proceeded
 to slide his feet forward while rolling his back back until he'd
 reversed us and he was now laying on his back with me atop him, the
 hot spray of water instantly drenching my long hair and back and
 soaking into Morise's dark fur and giving it a wonderful glossing.

  Sitting on Morise's groin, his cock still wedged inside me, and
 looking at him laying on his back, I couldn't help but think of one
 of Rudyard Kipling's timeless old tales but before I could utter a
 word Morise shot me a look and wagged a large talon warningly. "You
 even THINK of calling me 'Balu' an I'll backpaw ya clear outta this
 bathroom!" But his features softened and we were both soon chuckling,
 the motion of his belly from the laughter making me bounce up and down
 on his cock and got me to moaning.

  I reached over and pulled out a huge bottle of shampoo and pumped out
 a large amount onto my other hand then began soaping up Morise's huge
 chest and belly, quickly lathering up his dark fur into white
 frothiness as I scrubbed my cum out of his fur. Morise let his head
 lay back until it rested against the back wall of the tub with his
 muxxle pointing straight up and gave a blissful rumbling of pleasure
 at my shower/massage. I worked some of the lather on my own body, down
 my chest and belly and finally over my cock and balls and Morise's
 lower bellyfur. Morise reached over and began gently rubbing his
 massive forepaws over my back, his talons working over my own muscles
 with the deft precision of a skilled massuase and I rolled back my own
 head as the combined sensations of hot water and massage took me away.

  I couldn't help but begin to do a slow grind against Morise, it all
 felt so wonderfully good. My soapy cock and balls pressed up against
 his lower bellyfur just felt heavenly and my thick cock was soon
 swelling out to semi-erectness. But another urgency was growing in my
 bladder. One that usually occurred when a male relaxed under the spray
 of warm, running water and for a moment I tried to hold back, not
 wanting to release my bladder's contents all over Morise, but some
 wicked streak in me must've overruled and figured that if I were going
 to do such a deed that at least in the shower was the best place for
 it and I could finish cleaning Morise later with the excuse that I
 just HAD to go!

  So with a mental crossing of fingers I succumbed and let loose,
 figuring that Morise might be oblivios to it during the rest of the
 hot spray of water but I guess I had to 'go' a lot more than I'd 
thought and with the angle of my cock resting on Morise's lower belly
 I hadn't accounted for the trojectory of my stream as the light-golden
 flow went sailing up arcing through the air to land on Morise's chest
 and begin travelling upwards as it built up speed and momentum until
 the heavier flow spattered against first his neck and then his chin
 and as Morise lowered his head in wonderment of the sensation, his
 face became the next target of my on-going stream!

   'I am SO dead!' I thought to myself as my piss continued to drench
 Morise's face and he sputtered somewhat in surprise but then the next
 surprise was mine as he opened his mouth and his thick tongue began
 lapping up at the mildly bitter fluid thirstily and his paws pressed 
into my back a bit more as if to urge me on. The sight of Morise' huge
 head rolling from side to side in his attempt to drink from my
 fountain was rather arousing to see and my cock was rapidly growing to
 full hardness as I continued to unleash my full bladder into the mouth
 of my bruin lover until I could produce no more and my now fully
 engorged cock wouldn't have let me even if I could.

   "So... m'lil' bitch finally worked up the nerve ta mark his big bear
 buddy, hunh? Was wonderin' when ya'd finally give me a taste'a yer
 bladder beer..." Morise gave a deep smirk as he licked his dark,
 leathery lips. "Well... I wasn't really sure you were the kind ta
 appreciate that kind'a thing big fella... and I sure didn't wanna do
 anything ta upset'cha." I replied honestly.

   "Well now ya know that not only does it NOT bother me but that I
 find the taste of my lover ta be rather addictive... So ya better not
 make me go too long between 'waterings' or I'll have ta wring it outta
 ya!" He grinned toothily and somehow I wasn't assured that he was
 entirely joking. "Oh, an ya DO realize that yer not the only one who
 ever feels the urge ta cut loose in the shower yanno..." and at this 
his toothy grin widened and lengthened to the point were I don't think
 there was a tooth in his jaw that couldn't be seen as I felt his paws
 secure me even more in his grasp and my jaw hung open as I had just
 enough time to shake my head in denial before I felt his cock thicken
 somewhat then felt the racing torrents swirl inside me as he began to
 urinate.

   "MOOORIIIIIIIIISE!!!" I yelped through clenched teeth as my eyes 
widened and felt my bowels rapidly bloat around the volumnous content
 that was distending it. Morise simply gave a deep, evil chuckle as he
 continued to give me another urinary enema and despite my seeming
 protests my cock was now entirely at rock-hard, full-mast and
 dribbling precum even though this fact was mostly obscured by the
 camoflage of lather.

  It wasn't long before pressurized jets of spray were shooting from
 the juncture of his cock in my ass as his urine load rabidly exceeded
 the limits of my ability to contain all his piss and the backwash ran
 down the base of his cock and all over his huge balls but was soon
 rinsed away in the run of hot water from the shower before it seemed
 he was finally coming to the finish of his bladder's contents.

  His long talons ran down my back as his paws lowered to cup my
 asscheeks as he sighed with resignation. "Well... much as I'd
 literally love ta fuck the piss outta ya' right about now I think 
we've fooled around enough fer now an need ta focus on gettin' cleaned
 up... I'm startin' ta get hungry an I think we need ta talk... 
Somethin' in the way ya looked when I first came back has been gnawin'
 at me an I was wonderin' why ya haven't been answerin' m'e-mails over
 the past week since I left..."

   I grimaced. Morise was right of course, much as we both may've loved
 the fantastic sex we were having together we did need to discuss a few
 things if we didn't want anything to later form a wedge between us and
 drive us apart. The fact that Morise was showing that he was concerned
 and wanting to talk made me respect and love him all the more since he
 was showing that he'd wanted us to be together for at least a good
 while longer when prior to his return I was sure that it was all over
 already...


 [To be continued...]