The Bear Naked Truth

by Stormy Glenn

  He slowly thrust in so he could enjoy it as long as he could. Pulling out was just as good, but it wasn’t as easy. Dwayne’s inner muscles seemed to grip him tighter when he pulled out as if they didn’t want to let go of Harvey’s cock.

  Harvey pulled out until just the tip remained then slowly pushed back in again. The shudders racking Dwayne’s body increased in strength. He leaned back and gripped Dwayne’s thighs tightly with his hands. Clenching his teeth at the pleasure he knew was about to come, Harvey thrust back into Dwayne.

  He did this several times until he heard Dwayne whimper. As Harvey continued thrusting up into Dwayne’s tight body, he reached down and wrapped his fingers around Dwayne’s cock. He began stroking him.

  “Oh yes!” Dwayne cried out, his movements beginning to become frantic.

  Dwayne’s cries and whimpers filled the room, overshadowing their heaving panting. The harder Harvey rammed into Dwayne, the louder his cries became. Sweat dropped down both of their bodies, the sounds of their flesh slapping together with the cries of pleasure.

  His hunger ate at him. He needed to see Dwayne's pleasure as much as he needed to bury his cock in the man's tight grasp. Both were as imperative as breathing. Dwayne's dazed eyes staring up at him, the tight grip of the man's hands on his shoulders, and the arch of his body all showed Harvey what he needed.

  Harvey knew he wasn’t going to last much longer. The tight feeling of Dwayne wrapped around his aching cock was driving him out of his mind. Harvey lifted Dwayne’s legs and pushed them back against his chest. As he started driving his cock deep inside of Dwayne as hard as he could, he glanced down into the dazed face staring back at him.

  “Sorry, baby. I couldn’t wait. You’re just so damn tight, Dwayne. I’m not going to last much longer.”

  “Yes,” Dwayne groaned as he wrapped his legs around Harvey’s waist and his hands around his neck, pulling him down until their bodies were pressed together. Harvey moaned into his mouth, his thrusts becoming rapid and ungraceful. As he felt himself getting closer to release, he turned his head, nuzzling into Dwayne’s neck.

  “Dwayne, please,” he whispered desperately.

  Dwayne nodded and tilted his head back. Harvey roared as he sank his canines into Dwayne’s neck again, his hips snapping at lightning speed. He growled around the puncture wound in Dwayne’s neck as his cock hammered into Dwayne’s ass.

  He reached down between them and grabbed Dwayne’s cock, stroking it until Dwayne was the one crying out. He continued to thrust into Dwayne until he heard him cry out, feeling his hot seed splash between them.

  Dwayne’s inner walls clamped down around him, massaging his cock, gripping him in a velvety caress. Harvey roared as he climaxed, sending spurt after spurt of cum deep inside of his mate.

  Harvey enjoyed the feeling of Dwayne’s body spasming around his cock as the man experienced another orgasm. Each little tremor rocked through him, prolonging his pleasure until Harvey thought he was going to pass out.

  Licking the bite mark closed, he lifted his head and looked down at the sweet face below him, noting Dwayne’s closed eyes and heavy breathing. Harvey chuckled lightly, satisfied that he had given Dwayne as much pleasure as the man had given him.

  “Are you okay, mate?”

  Chapter Six

  Dwayne wasn't sure he had an adequate answer for that. His world had just been turned upside down. He finally had the one thing he'd been dreaming of since the day he fully transitioned a year ago and realized Harvey was his mate.

  And he was scared to death.

  He suddenly had so much to lose, he wasn't sure what his next step should be. He and his friends had all talked about what it would be like to find their mates, and how happy they would be with them, but the reality of it was a little different.

  Harvey had left him once before. There was nothing saying he wouldn't do it again, and Dwayne doubted the man would discuss it with him first. He certainly hadn't the last time.

  "Dwayne? Baby?"

  "I'm fine."

  Maybe.

  Harvey's hand curved around the side of his face. "I didn't hurt you, did I?"

  "No." At least not physically. Dwayne's emotions were all over the place. He wanted to hope, but Harvey had hurt him in the past and he was afraid to hope. He was afraid of being hurt again.

  Sweet jesus, he was terrified.

  "Hey." Harvey pressed on Dwayne's face until they were looking right at each other. "Whatever it is, we can deal with it together. That's what mates do."

  "Is it that easy, Harvey?"

  Harvey's eyebrows lifted. "Easy?"

  "Two weeks ago you were denying me. Now, you're all about us being mated."

  Harvey's lips thinned.

  Dwayne pushed away from Harvey and rolled to the side of the bed, swinging his legs over the edge. He gripped the blankets on either side of him as he tried to gather his thoughts and put them into words that wouldn't make him sound like he was whining.

  "Dwayne?" Harvey's hand trailed down Dwayne's spine before a warm presence pressed up against him. Thick arms wrapped around him. "Baby, what's wrong?"

  "It's hard for me to flip around and believe that you really want this after you left me the way you did before. You didn't even say good-bye. You just left."

  That might have been what hurt the most. Harvey had left him without a word.

  Harvey's sigh was accompanied by the heavy lift of his chest against Dwayne's back. "I know, and I'm sorry. I truly felt I was doing what was best for you."

  "I understand that part, Harvey." Dwayne jumped to his feet and started pacing. It was too hard to think when pressed up against Harvey's naked body, especially when the man's cock was poking him in the back. "There are no guarantees in life, even less so if you're in a war zone. Every second your life was in danger. That's not the problem."

  "Then what is?" Harvey asked. "We're mates now. That should make you happy, but you're not. If anything, you're more upset now than you were before I claimed you."

  Dwayne stopped pacing to glare at Harvey. The man's head had to be as thick as a steel door. "You made a major life decision without talking to me about it, Harvey. How do I know you won't do that again?" Dwayne crossed his arms. "I'm younger than you, but that doesn't make me stupid."

  Harvey jumped to his feet, his hands fisting. "I never said you were stupid."

  "No, but you sure treat me like I don't have two brain cells to rub together."

  Indignation flushed Harvey's skin. "I do not!"

  "You do every time you make a decision that affects the both of us without talking to me first."

  "One time, Dwayne." Harvey held up his finger. "I made a decision about us one damn time, and you're letting it affect our entire relationship."

  "It was a big fucking decision, Harvey."

  Huge.

  "I did what I thought was right at the time."

  "And next time?" Dwayne asked. "Are you going to make decisions for us for the rest of eternity, or will I be consulted at all? Maybe I should just stay at home like the good little woman and let you bring home the bacon, hmmm?"

  "Oh, now you're being ridiculous, Dwayne."

  Hair sprouted up along Dwayne's arm as he growled. "Ridiculous?" he shouted. "I'm being ridiculous?"

  "Dwayne—"

  Rage ran along his skin faster than the hair sprouting up along his arm. "Fuck you, Harvey."

  He couldn't punch his mate no matter how angry he was, but he could damn well punch the wall. Dwayne clenched his fist then raised his hand in the air and started to swing. Before his fist could connect with the wall, he was grabbed and tossed down onto the bed. A heavy weight landed on top of him, crushing him into the mattress.

  "Get off me!"

  Dwayne tried to buck Harvey off when he didn't move. He tried to push Harvey off of him, but the man just grabbed his arms and pinned them to the mattress.

  "Dwayne, stop."

  Dwayne stopped struggling, but turned his face awa
y and closed his eyes. Tears of anger and maybe sadness—definitely frustration—had sprung up in his eyes. He didn't want Harvey to see his weakness. The man already thought he was too stupid to think for himself.

  "Please, baby."

  Dwayne shuddered when hot breath blew out across the side of his face. A moment later, Harvey's forehead rested against the side of his head.

  "Do you have any idea how happy I was when I discovered you were my mate? Even before you transitioned, I'd been drawn to you. I never understood why until that moment. God, Dwayne, I was so damn happy." Harvey drew in a shaky breath. "And I was so damn scared."

  Dwayne opened his eyes and turned his head to look at Harvey. He was shocked to see his eyes swimming in tears. "Why were you scared?" he whispered.

  He leaned in when Harvey's hand curled around the side of his face.

  "You were everything I'd ever dreamed of in a mate. Smart, handsome, funny, strong. You were perfect. Once I knew we were mates, my obsession with you suddenly made sense. And knowing I was headed back into a war zone scared the daylights out of me."

  Dwayne didn't know whether to give in to his overwhelming desire to kiss Harvey or his confusion at the man's admission. His confusion won out simply because he knew if he kissed Harvey, he'd never understand what the man was saying.

  "I don't understand," he admitted.

  "I could have lost you." Harvey's eyes squeezed shut for a moment. "Everything in me was telling me to claim you and make you my mate. There was nothing more in this world that I wanted, except I couldn't."

  Dwayne's lips thinned as he pressed them together. He was trying to be civil and listen to Harvey's explanation. He wanted to scream and yell and give voice to the pain in his chest.

  "I knew I had to go back to my base and finish out my tour. I faced danger every single second that I was there. It's the frontlines of a war zone. If I'd claimed you as I wanted, you would have been in as much danger as I was."

  "I know that, Harvey." Dwayne had never disputed that fact. He even understood it. "That's not my problem. You—"

  "If I had gone to you, even if it was to explain my reasons for not claiming you, if I had been anywhere near you, I would have claimed you." Harvey's jaw clenched so hard, a vein popped. "I wanted you so damn much, Dwayne. You were mine. My mate. I wanted to claim you more than I wanted to breathe. I just couldn't. So, I left. I got as far away from you as I could. I had to finish my tour of duty so I could come back to you."

  That might make a slight difference.

  "You could have called," Dwayne insisted.

  Harvey shook his head. "If I had heard your voice…"

  "You can't do that again. I'm an adult, Harvey. If you want this relationship to work, you need to respect that. No more making decisions without me."

  Harvey pressed his lips together, but nodded.

  "Promise me, Harvey." Dwayne knew if Harvey promised, he'd never break that promise. He was a man of his word.

  "Dwayne—"

  Dwayne grabbed Harvey's face and made the man look at him. "Promise me, Harvey."

  Harvey sighed. "I promise."

  Dwayne smiled. "Thank you, mate."

  "Does this mean you forgive me?"

  "I'm still not happy with what you did, but I forgive you."

  "Does this mean you'll claim me?"

  Dwayne quickly frowned. "I did claim you."

  "Not yet you haven't." Harvey shook his head before rolling onto his back. He smirked as he spread his legs, the invitation obvious to even the most clueless of men.

  Dwayne was not clueless, nor was he stupid. He quickly moved between his mate's thighs. "Are you sure about this?"

  God, he hoped so.

  "I never thought you'd let me…" He wasn't even sure he could say it. He was too afraid Harvey would change his mind. Harvey was what Dwayne considered a man's man. He had a masculine type presence seeping out of his pores.

  Dwayne sucked in a quick breath when Harvey reached down and palmed his cock, gently squeezing the hard length.

  "You don't think I want to feel this pound into my ass?"

  Dwayne swallowed tightly. "Have you ever?"

  Harvey grinned as he shook his head. "Nope. I was saving that for my mate."

  Hot damn!

  "Where's the lube?"

  Harvey grabbed the lube and handed it over. Dwayne wanted nothing more than to give Harvey a blow job while getting him stretched out. He knew from personal experience it made things just a bit easier, but that would have to wait until after they both had a shower. Maybe he could convince Harvey to come back to the room for a little fun after they went to dinner.

  Dwayne poured out a liberal amount of lube onto his fingers. He wanted to make sure Harvey was good and slicked up. He kept a close watch on Harvey's face as he slid his fingers between the man's ass cheeks.

  Slowly, gently, he rimmed Harvey's puckered entrance. He edged around the tight little opening, moving closer and closer until he could press the tip of one finger in without resistance. He smiled at Harvey's surprised gasp when he pushed the entire finger in.

  "How does that feel?" he asked.

  "Weird."

  Dwayne chuckled. Harvey was not wrong. Unless you were used to putting things in your ass—and most people weren't—it felt a little weird the first time someone did it to you.

  Dwayne moved his finger around, pushing it in and out, until he could add a second finger. Just to be on the safe side, he dribbled a little extra lube in the crack of Harvey's ass. He wanted to make things as easy as possible.

  He worked his fingers around until he could add a third one, and then a fourth just to be safe. By the time he pulled his fingers free, Harvey was flushed and clenching the sheets in a death grip.

  "You okay there, mate?"

  "Yeah, yeah." Harvey panted heavily. "I'm good. I'd be better if you got in there."

  Ask and you shall receive.

  Dwayne climbed to his knees and scooted up between Harvey's thighs. He poured more lube out onto his fingers then spread it around on his cock. "You know this would be easier on you if you got on your hands and knees."

  "Is that where you want me?"

  "I'll take you any way that I can get you. It's just easier on you the first time."

  "I'd like to see you while you claim me."

  Dwayne grinned. "I'm good with that."

  Harvey still seemed a little nervous. His smile wobbled just a bit as he nodded. "Okay, I'm ready."

  No he wasn't.

  Dwayne leaned over Harvey and pressed a kiss to the man's lips. "We don't have to do this right now if you're not ready." He'd wait however long it took, no matter how aroused he was.

  "No, I want to do this. I just…" The flush on Harvey's face deepened.

  "We'll take it slow." Dwayne moved back to kneel between Harvey's thighs. "Grab your legs and pulled them up to your chest."

  Once Harvey was in position, Dwayne pushed the head of his cock against the man's puckered entrance. He slowly pushed in until the head popped past the tight ring of muscles then leaned over Harvey and sank the rest of the way in.

  "Fuck, Harvey, you're so warm and tight."

  Hot silk.

  Dwayne shuddered when Harvey chuckled. It made the muscles surrounding his cock contract. Had anything ever felt so good? He started moving, slowly drawing his cock out before pushing it back in.

  "Go faster."

  Dwayne grinned as he looped his arms under Harvey's thighs. Once he had a tight grip, he thrust forward, going as deep as he could. He froze when Harvey cried out and shuddered against him. Had he hurt his mate?

  "Harvey?"

  "Move!" Harvey snapped.

  Dwayne snapped his hips, driving his cock into Harvey again and again. Sweat trickled down between his shoulder blades as he began a rapid pace of thrusting and withdrawing. When his balls tightened up against his body, Dwayne knew he was almost out of time.

  "Harvey."

  Harvey must
have known what he wanted. The man tilted his head to one side, baring his neck. Dwayne growled as he struck, sinking his teeth into the soft skin of Harvey's throat. The moment hot blood rushed across his tongue, Dwayne heard Harvey cry out, then hot liquid splashed between them.

  Dwayne groaned as his body gave into the pleasure racing through him. He jerked as his cock expanded, locking him into place inside his mate.

  "Fuck, what was that?"

  "I don't know, but it feels fantastic."

  Dwayne stilled when he heard Harvey. He carefully withdrew his teeth then licked the bite mark closed before lifting his head. He knew he hadn't said that out loud. "Harvey?"

  "Hmmm?" Harvey's eyes were closed, the man panting.

  "Can you hear me?" he asked silently.

  Harvey frowned as he opened his eyes. "Of course I can hear you."

  Dwayne stared straight into Harvey's eyes. "Can you hear me now?"

  "Of course, I can—" Harvey gasped. "Dwayne, I heard you speak, but your lips didn't move."

  "I know."

  "How?"

  Dwayne shook his head. He really had no idea. "Do you think it's connected with…" He jerked his hips.

  "Bears don't knot, Dwayne."

  "Well, apparently, they do." Proof of that was buried deep within Harvey's ass. "Maybe it's because we both claimed each other."

  "That would make sense. Rob claimed Casey, but I doubt Casey claimed Rob."

  "Our parents would have told us about this if they'd known, right?" Dwayne had to believe that. "I mean, they wouldn't keep this type of information to themselves, would they?"

  Harvey shook his head. "We would have been taught about it in bear training."

  "Then why?"

  "Just lucky I guess," Harvey said silently. "We have something no one else has."

  At least no one they knew about.

  "I wonder what else we don't know about?"

  "I don't—" Harvey whimpered when Dwayne's cock softened and slid out. "Oh, I don't like that part."

  Dwayne chuckled as he moved to lie beside Harvey. "I don't either."

  Harvey grimaced as he glanced down at his sweaty and cum-covered body. "I need a shower."

  "We both do." And Dwayne couldn't think of anything he'd like more at the moment than to see Harvey naked and wet. Maybe he could get in that blow job.