Marking Territory

Tapping his fingers as he waited in front of the humming microwave, trying to keep one ear perked up to follow along with the bits he was missing, James gave an impatient groan as he tried to will the machine to work faster, muttering under his breath as the polar bear heard another action scene starting to kick off in the living room, 
"C'mon… hurry up!" 
Finally, faint popping began to drum along inside of the microwave as the canine gave a smile, quickly grabbing some sodas from the fridge before pulling out the popcorn, pouring the bag into a big bowl as he heard his son calling out for him from the other room, 
"Dad, you're missing it!" 
"I'll be right there!" 
Hauling the snacks and drinks with him, James scooted over to the living room, his wife, Lily, and their son, Miles, already cuddled up underneath a blanket on the sofa, staring at the TV as they both beckoned the man to hurry up. With a sigh, he planted his rear down next to the boy, sandwiching the 6 year old pup between him and the woman, handing Lily the bowl of popcorn before opening them all cans of soda, taking a sip from his drink and grabbing a handful of popcorn as he focused back on the show, 
"What'd I miss?" 

The evening continued perfectly, with all three of the bears staying glued to the TV as they finished their drinks and snacks, an hour rolling by in the blink of an eye. Snuggled up under a blanket, neither adult paid much attention to Miles as the cub began to get fidgety over the course of a few minutes, starting with him simply tapping his paws against the sofa and quickly turning into him fidgeting about in his seat, before finally laying down across both of his parent's laps with his head sticking out one side of the blanket and the tip of his stumpy white tail the other, seemingly unable to find a comfortable position. Lily noticed the cub's fidgeting, initially guessing that the young ursine might've needed to use the little boy's room, almost getting up to take him there before she decided against it. She knew that her son was potty trained, even if the process had been slightly trickier than expected, confident there was no risk of accidents happening with the boy. James had taken notice of the squirmy cub as well, though slightly after his wife, and only after the boy's paws were stuck onto his lap, grinding and rubbing on his crotch as he froze in his seat, his face slowly turning red. Lily was going through much the same thing, suddenly giving a slight jolt as she felt the little bear's arm accidentally sliding between her legs and rubbing her just right, both parents losing themselves in the moment for just a split second before both realised what they were doing. With shame and guilt about actually getting aroused because of their son, even if for just a moment, the two adults reached under the blanket as stealthily as they could, giving the squirmy kid a slight nudge to shift him away from rubbing on their sensitive parts, James' dad lifting his paws off of the man's increasingly tightening pants while his mom awkwardly pulled his arm out from between her thighs. Neither parent said anything, hoping that the other didn't notice that anything was out of the ordinary, unaware that the delicate situation was happening on both sides as they coughed and glanced away with blushing faces. While Lily was downright mortified that her mind had dared to even for a moment think of the young boy in such a way, James was a little bit more open minded, still ashamed of himself the entire time but also more willing to toss himself into the whims of his perversions, finding it difficult to restrain himself and not just stick his hand into his pants under the blanket, panting lightly as he resisted the temptation to finish off the job that Miles had started as more of his stiffening shaft slid out of his sheath. 

With both adults still feeling very guilty, and very worked up, to different degrees, the two let out small sighs as Miles finally hopped out from under the blanket, waddling along in his light blue pyjamas as he walked off to the side, letting his parents at least try to relax in the meanwhile. It was now their turn to get a little fidgety, with James' erection refusing to go down no matter how much the man tried to focus on anything except the thought of the little cub that had been on his lap, and with Lily attempting to stealthily reach down between her thighs to pull her sticky panties off of her rather damp mound. Halfway through the pair trying to quickly hide the evidence of their taboo thoughts, they were both struck by a very odd sound coming from just over their shoulders, something that resembled hissing and tinkling. The parents glanced at one another for a brief moment, confusion and horror on their faces as they both simultaneously guessed at what the sound might've been, before turning to look at what was happening behind the sofa. Miles hadn't actually marched into the bathroom like his parents had thought, but instead the devious little pup had decided to mark his territory, having pulled down his pyjama pants down to his ankles right in front of a large plant pot sitting in the corner of the living room. The boy had his tiny sheath pinched between his fingers, a little red lipstick tip poking out from the end of it as he stared down with a big grin on his face, relief and joy painted on his muzzle. A steady stream of golden yellow arced across the air, splattering right at the roots of the poor flower he was watering with all the soda he'd drunk, a few stray droplets splashing onto the floor and dribbling down the side of the pot as his piss soaked into the dirt. For a few seconds, neither adult could say or do anything, staring at the scene unfolding before them with their jaws hanging open, watching as their son filled up the plant pot until it was nearly overflowing with his urine. The parents weren't dumbfounded by the puppy's choice of toilet however, but more so by what their first reaction to it had been, with both Lily and James instantly getting horny again at the sight of the cub hosing down the plant. 

Realising that they needed to eventually actually do something rather than just staring at the piddling cub, James and his wife finally jumped into action, with the man tossing off the blanket as he raised his voice, 
"M… Miles, no, stop!" 
James had some difficulties actually standing up, having to lean forwards and quickly yank his shirt as down as it'd go to hide the bulge in his pants, but thankfully for him Lily was far too preoccupied with trying to hide her own neediness to notice her husband's as he awkwardly shuffled towards the giggling boy. With little time to think, James leaned down behind the cub, grabbing Miles' sheath and holding onto it as the boy's stream finally began to die down, looking around in a slight panic as he began to usher his son towards the bathroom to finish up, still holding onto the boy's dick the entire time, 
"I'll… I'll go clean him up, you can… take care of the mess here."
Lily nodded as the man disappeared off into the bathroom, glancing towards the soaked plant pot with a blush, holding her chest as her eyes slowly dropped down to her equally drenched panties. 

Bringing his snickering son into the bathroom, kicking the door closed behind him as he lifted up the toilet seat and nudged the cub in front of it, gently letting go of Miles' dicklet, James let out a slight sigh of relief, 
"There you go buddy… just… go in there, not mommy's plants."
Holding up his pyjama shirt out of the way of his stream, the still-grinning puppy gave a soft grunt as pee began to tinkle into the toilet bowl, his dick giving a small throb as a few more inches pushed out of his sheath, resting on the edge of the toilet seat as he stood on his tiptoes to reach up. Watching his son to make sure that there wouldn't be any more accidents, James couldn't help but to peek over the pup's shoulders as he grimaced and bit his lip, whimpering under his breath as he watched the steady stream of piss hissing from the cub's tip, swirling around the edge of the bowl as his own cock grew into his underwear some more, his girth sliding fully out as his tail shivered. The man knew that he shouldn't be having such lewd thoughts about the boy, but he simply couldn't deny his urges, feeling shame burning on his face as he quietly locked the bathroom door with one hand and shoved the other down his pants, shuddering as he grabbed onto his shaft. Unaware of what was happening behind his back, the little boy giggled as he began to shake his hips from side to side, splashing a few drops of his piss onto the floor and the seat, relishing the mess he was making. At the same time, James was making a very different sort of a mess in his pants, panting with his tongue lolling down as his fist shuffled back and forth, gripping his girth as his free hand massaged the pup's shoulder. Climaxing faster than he'd gotten off in quite some time, the man buckled forwards, bending over with his cheek rubbing on Miles' as he creamed his boxers, his cum gushing right through his underwear and soaking into his jeans as he almost toppled over. Just as his dad was moaning into his ear, a few drops of cum drooling down one of the legs of the man's pants, Miles finished up emptying his bladder, giving his half-chubbed cock a few shakes as he bent over to pull his pyjamas back up, turning back to James with a sly smirk, 
"I'm done!" 
Unable to look the cub in the eyes, rubbing his neck as he huffed, ashamed yet exhausted, James nodded, 
"Yeah… me too kiddo… me too…" 

With her husband and her son in the bathroom, Lily knelt down in front of the puddle of urine in the corner of the living room, a roll of paper towels in her hand as she stared at the golden pool, her breathing getting more shallow and rapid as she felt the wetness in her own loins growing alongside her shame. She desperately tried to resist the urge to act on what her depraved, base desires were screaming for, gritting her teeth as she quickly looked around, making sure the two boys were still busy in the bathroom as she struggled with her morality. All the white bear could think about was her own son's dick as it twitched and pulsed while he was pissing, filling her mind as her hand began to move almost on its own. Her fingers slithered down her belly and into her pants, pulling her sticky panties off to the side and revealing her dripping wet slit, already slick with her juices from the taboo thoughts that had been invading her brain. The woman hated just how tense and worked up she felt at the sight of the little cub taking a leak in front of her, the act of marking having awakened something deep in her core. Lily pressed two fingers against her pussy lips, stifling a moan as best as she could as she rubbed her fingertips up and down against her mound, her thighs clenching down around her hand as she pressed the digits inside of her cunt, having to clamp her free hand around her muzzle to shut herself up, dropping the roll of paper towels. Desperate for some relief, the ursine pulled her pants halfway down her thighs, shivering with a whimper as the cool air hit her heated nethers, pushing a thumb against her clit and massaging it while her fingers worked at her snug tunnel. Too absorbed in her fantasies of her son marking the rest of the house while she watched, Lily missed the faint moans and pants coming from the bathroom at the end of the hall, quivering from head to toe as she gasped against the palm of her hand, tossing her head back and bucking her loins against her fingers as she pounded at her own pussy. Before long, the bear was squealing into her hand, squirting and adding to the pool of piss as her eyes rolled back and her back arched, her tail curling around her belly as jets of her cum sprayed out into Miles' puddle of musky pee. It only took the woman a few seconds before the clarity, and the crushing guilt, swept away the bliss of her orgasm, panting as she quickly pulled her pants back up and wiped off her sticky fingers on her leg, reaching for the paper towels to mop up both her son's mess as well as the evidence of her own perversions, shaking her head and groaning at her own immorality as she heard the toilet flushing. 

With the two adults staying oddly quiet for the rest of the evening after they'd finished cleaning up after their son, James and Lily both thought that the entire thing had just been a one time slip-up, that they could simply forget about it entirely and move on from the taboo experience. The pair couldn't have been more wrong however, with both the cub's marking as well as their lewd yet shameful fantasies continuing in full force, only growing with every passing day. It was getting more and more difficult for Miles to be persuaded to actually use the toilet to do his business in, with the boy preferring to instead piddle whenever and whenever, usually in the most devious of spots he could think of. In just a week, the boy had pissed on the dinner table, in a mop bucket, on the curtains, and all over the backyard like a feral pooch lifting his leg, seeming to get some delight from letting loose in naughty spots where he wasn't supposed to be peeing in. His parents likewise couldn't shake off their own newfound perversions, with both still getting horny just at the sight of the cub dropping his pants, though the pair were dealing with their taboo tastes in slightly different ways. Lily was trying her best not to give in to her desires, though she didn't have a great track record of it, almost always losing the battle and ending up with her fingers stuffed deep within her slit as she was panting and gasping over her pissing son, cumming into her panties only to regret the entire thing a few seconds later. James on the other hand was slightly more willing to enjoy his perversions, even trying to encourage it at times even if he still felt incredibly ashamed of himself the entire time, making sure that the cub would guzzle down lots of drinks before "accidentally" losing track of Miles, only turning back to the mischievous little bear after he heard the boy's piss trickling onto the floor. Neither parent knew that the other was into the naughty displays, with both managing to keep their steamy sessions hidden from the other, often having to duck into the bathroom or quickly slip out onto the porch to rub one out right after they had gotten done cleaning up the latest mess that Miles had made, their lust and their guilt both swelling with every passing day. 

With a small, hopeful sigh as he imagined the possibilities, James put on his cap and pulled on his jacket, taking Miles' hand as the two ursines both stepped outside. The man was taking his son to their usual weekly walk over to a small playground in a nearby park, and he was hoping that he might get to enjoy the cub's naughty antics some more during the outing, already feeling his cock starting to stir as he walked down the street, hand in hand with the young boy. With a bright blush on his cheeks, hoping the bulge on the front of his pants wasn't too visible, James and his son arrived at the park, taking a slight stroll through it as the dad kept a very close eye on the cub, watching with a small grin as he noticed the boy starting to get a little bit more squirmy, the result of the half a bottle of soda that the kid had downed shortly before leaving for their walk. Settling down in the playground, James let Miles run off as he huffed under his breath, hoping that the place would stay as empty as it was, with the little polar bear being the only kid at the playground. The man didn't have to wait very long for his plans to start working, with Miles climbing up the ladder on top of the slide, standing at the very top with a smirk on his muzzle as he reached down to unbutton his shorts, popping the pair open as he pushed his briefs down out the way of his tip. 

Noticing what was about to happen, James immediately stepped next to the slide, zipping down his fly and pulling his mostly-stiff shaft through his fly as he began to pant, watching the boy aim down as he wrapped his hand around his throbbing girth. Hanging onto a bar at the top of the slide, mostly hidden out of view of anyone who might've been passing by the playground, Miles released his bladder as his pee splattered down the slide, rippling onto the mirror-polish metal surface as a look of relief took over his face, seemingly having held in the urge to take a leak for their entire walk. James watched his son's piss cascading down the slide, pooling up on the sand at the end, grunting as he jerked off as stealthily as he could, leaning over the side of the slide to get a close look at the river of urine, quivering as he aimed his cock right at the yellow stream. With a hefty grunt, the man unloaded his sack, shooting big ropes of cum across the slide, clinging onto the surface for a moment before being washed down by the torrent of pee that the giggling cub was hosing it with. Satisfied, if not a little remorseful for once again having let his lust get the better of him, James quickly tucked his cock away, zipping up as he whispered for his son to do the same, leaning up towards the cub with a sheepish look as Miles was shaking off the last few drips of piss, 
"Miles, put your peepee away!" 
With a snicker, the boy obeyed, hiding away his little dicklet as he hopped down the ladder, taking his father's hand as the blushing James quickly led him away from the playground before anyone noticed the wet mess he'd left behind. 

Wiping her brow as she nudged the oven door closed, Lily tossed the oven mitts onto the counter top, glancing at the clock to see how long it'd take for dinner to be ready, and how close her husband was to coming home from work. The woman stepped back, walking into the living room, intending to sit down and relax as she waited for the food to be ready, when she suddenly noticed just how quiet the house was. Looking around, the woman couldn't find any sign of her son, getting the feeling he was up to no good once more as she hurried up the stairs towards the cub's bedroom. Lily could already hear giggling and hissing coming from behind the closed door as she grimaced, feeling an all too familiar sensation of heat starting to spread across her nethers, her mouth drying up as she tried her best to push past her horrible desires. Stepping into the cub's room, the woman saw Miles standing in the middle of the room, his pants discarded on the bed, cock in hand as he was pissing all over one of his Teddy bears, soaking the stuffed toy in his pee as he looked over his shoulder at his shocked mom, a small puddle already built up underneath the toy bear. Standing in the doorway for some time, trying to debate whether to stop the boy or let him continue, Lily bit her lip as she slowly pushed her pants down, revealing more of her snow white pubic fur as her fingers wandered down to her pussy lips, already feeling wet as her fingertips rubbed against her clit, her other hand bunching up her shirt as she tugged it out of the way. The woman's gaze stayed on her son's dick, watching it twitch as he pissed on the toy, most of the golden liquid immediately soaking into the poor Teddy as it laid on the floor, its brown fur soaked yellow. Wordlessly, she stepped towards the grinning troublemaker, gasping softly as she opened her pants and pushed them down, stripping the pair and her panties completely as she knelt down in front of the kid, whimpering as she shoved her loins against the wet plushie. The steaming hot toy gave a small squelch as she pressed her slit down on it, grinding her cunt against the plush while she rubbed Miles' thigh, caressing the peeing boy as she moaned, taking in the musky scent as she humped the Teddy like a feral dog. Gasping and panting, Lily grinded her pussy on the toy, hunched over as the boy shook off the last few drops of piss from his tip, watching his mother hump the thoroughly soaked bear he'd slept with ever since he was born. Lily shoved the Teddy bear's snout into her slit, moaning loudly as the wet fur tickled her just right, howling as she came on the plushie. Quickly staggering up to her feet, the woman stared at the considerably wetter toy in horror, covering her mouth as she huffed. She carefully plucked the Teddy from the floor, letting it dangle and drip as she groaned, knowing that both her and the plushie would need a good soak to wash off Miles' scent, 
"Not… a word about this to your daddy, okay honey?" 

Lying in bed in just their underwear, side by side with one another, Lily and James both tried to appear as relaxed as they could, with the man browsing his phone while the woman's eyes flitted around the pages of a book, though they were both preoccupied with the same exact thing, even if the other didn't know it. Neither of the pair could think of anything except their son's mischievous acts, feeling heated under the blankets as they stared off into the distance, blushing from guilt. James glanced at his wife a few times, opening his mouth for a few seconds before he finally managed to get a word out of it, stammering as he tried to carefully think through his thoughts, 
"So… did Miles… you know… while I was at work today?" 
Lily nodded as she quickly looked away, 
"Yeah, once."
The two stayed silent for a while, until James spoke once more, 
"Apparently some boys go through this sort of thing when they're young, some sort of hormonal thing or something…" 
"Yeah, my brother had something like this, when he was 7."
"Oh…" 
James' flushed face went bright red as he imagined his wife's younger brother, tossing off the blanket and hopping out of bed, running off in a hurry to hide his excitement, 
"It's… getting late, I'll… I'll go put the little guy to bed!" 

Running off into his son's room, hoping to cool down a little before having to go back to his wife, James could feel his blood freezing as he heard the telltale naughty giggling coming from within, resting his hand on the door handle for a beat as his boxers began to tighten, listening to a faint hissing coming from within. The man finally opened the door, finding Miles laying in his bed with his pyjama pants dangling from one ankle and his shirt unbuttoned, his little dick standing stiff as a fountain of piss shot straight up, arcing in the air before splattering right down on his belly, tickling him as the steaming hot pee showered his bare body, painting his fur off-white. The puppy barely even acknowledged his dad as he kept going with his golden shower, laughing and snickering as he poked at his cock, directing the stream to soak both his chest and the bedsheets underneath him, his tailhole peeking out from under his little sack. Losing all control of his urges, James could do naught but immediately drop his underwear, moaning as his shaft grew to full size in the palm of his hand, stepping over to his son's bed and standing over the cub as he began jerking off, a few stray drops of the pee spraying in his direction, trickling down his girth as he pumped at his cock. With his eyes trained on the young ursine's twitching tip, and the impressive jet of piss shooting up from it, James quickly barrelled towards a climax, hardly even able to believe that he was about to cum all over his own kid's chest, though the knowledge of just how absolutely wrong the entire thing was didn't make him slow down for even a second. What might've stopped the man in his tracks however was the knowledge that his wife was watching everything that was happening, though he didn't notice the pair of shocked eyes peeking in through the crack of the door. 

Curious as to what was taking her husband so long, and what the odd noises she was hearing coming from the other end of the house were, Lily had slipped out of bed a few minutes after James had done the same, walking over to their son's room and carefully peeping inside. She saw the man standing over the pissing cub, jerking off and groaning in pleasure, her mouth hanging open even as her hand immediately dipped into her panties, her knees threatening to give out from under her as her fingers sunk into her cunt. Having to bite down on her free hand to keep from moaning loud enough to reveal her spying, Lily watched her husband's manhood dripping precum onto their son's belly, already soaked through with piss, as he gasped and aimed his cock down, already right on the verge of blowing his load. Just as Miles' stream began to abate, James gave the base of his girth a hard squeeze as he tossed his head back, his fangs peeking out as his lips curled back in a heavy grunt, several ropes of cum draping across the smiling boy's belly and chest as he panted. At the same time, Lily shoved his fingers into her wet slit all the way up to her knuckles, having to cling onto the door frame as she came, squirting all over her thighs as she squeaked, her face going white as she looked up to see her horrified husband staring back at her, his pulsing cock still in hand. Neither bear said anything, squirming and gasping mid-orgasm still, their minds going utterly blank as they both tried to come up with some sort of an excuse for their debauchery, all the while their son just laid in the puddle of his own piss, giggling the entire time as he scooped up a handful of his dad's cum from his belly.