Fishing Trip

Hopping behind the wheel of his pickup, Michael let out a soft sigh as he glanced back, making sure he'd packed up all the fishing gear necessary for a good weekend trip, going over the list in his head before the bear finally gave a satisfied nod. Turning the car on and pulling out of his driveway, the ursine didn't head towards the wilderness and the lakes, instead veering towards deeper into the city instead, still needing to pick up a passenger before he could get to fishing. Michael loved spending time with his nephew, Justin, and his brother was quite happy to oblige as well, letting his sibling get a bit of time off without the need to hire a babysitter. Of course, the boy was always eager to join his uncle for a weekend likewise, since Mike was the quintessential cool uncle that every cub loved to have, much more relaxed than his father and always up for some fun even though the grizzly was near 40 years of age. Of course, Michael's brother might've had some more issues with the young bear spending time with him if the man knew of how big of a pervert he truly was. Unbeknownst to his family, Mike had spent most of his life hiding the debaucherous and deviant stuff that got his rocks off, from animals to cubs, and everything in between. Said cubs also included Michael's nephew, having always thought that the cute boy was rather ravishing, and shooting a fair amount of loads over the years to memories of rocking the cub on his lap or fantasising about the little Justin's perfectly plump rump. Michael hadn't ever actually touched the boy, not outside of his dreams, staying careful and not laying a finger on the kid lest his brother find out, but on this particular trip the man was planning to change all of that. Feeling a stirring in his pants, the grizzly grinned as he reached down to adjust his crotch slightly, hoping not to arrive at his sibling's place with a big, visible erection spoiling his plans. 

Pulling over to the side of the road a little bit down the street from his brother's house, right before his truck would be visible through the windows, Michael smirked as he reached for the glove box. Flicking it open, a stack of magazines immediately flopped out, each sporting a different nude lady on the cover, one featuring a gazelle perched on the side of a table with her legs spread wide open, while another had a tigress on all fours and bent over on a bed, her tail raised high in the air to leave absolutely nothing up to the imagination. The bear had carefully picked out the absolute best from his rather sizeable collection of smut he had stashed, bringing them along to help with his plan, feeling rather thankful for once that he was among the few weirdos who actually liked his porn to be physical rather than digital. Mike tossed the porn mags onto the passenger side seat, spreading them out slightly and making sure the nature of their content couldn't be mistaken for anything else, trying to make it appear accidental, like he'd just left them there without even thinking about it. His plan was to let his nephew spot the smut, hopefully take his bait, and make the first move through that. Michael wanted to ease Justin into what he had planned for the cub rather than freaking the little bear out, so making it appear like the entire thing was the nephew's idea and only offering some encouraging nudges towards the right direction would hopefully ease with that. The man was quite certain that Justin would at the very least appreciate the porn, having seen the cub admire the female form many times during his visits, whether it be with the boy peeking at the lewd magazines stuck high up in the rack at the store, or stashing an underwear catalogue under the pillow. Being at the beginning years of his puberty, Justin's desires were really starting to kick in lately, making his uncle believe he'd be easily talked into just about anything with the help of flashing a few naked ladies in front of his eyes first. With the smut perfectly laid out to appear innocent rather than preplanned, Michael drove the rest of the way, stopping in the driveway of his brother's house, trying to put on an honest facade as he spotted the front door already opening up, stepping out of his truck to intercept and make sure only the boy would be walking over to his car. 

Barely even waiting until his uncle had come to a stop, having already been standing watch by the window for the last fifteen minutes, Justin slipped on his red cap and grabbed his backpack packed with everything needed for a weekend retreat, his dad trailing a few steps behind him as the cub practically sprinted outside. Seeing the boy walking out, Michael gave a big smile and high five the young bear, chuckling as he patted Justin on the head, 
“Look at you, all ready to catch us some fish, huh?”
The cub nodded, a bright expression on his face as his stumpy tail gave an excited shiver, 
“Yeah!”
Turning to the boy's father, Mike hugged his brother, patting the older sibling on the back as both sighed softly, 
“Hey to you too, bro. Sorry that you and the missus are gonna be stuck at home.”
Michael's brother chuckled, 
“Oh, no worries. I was never too good with the fishing rod, dad and his rod stuck in the bottom of that lake can attest to that.”
Michael smirked as he glanced back at Justin for a moment, watching as the boy waddled off to go toss the backpack into the back of the truck, turning over to his sibling again, speaking in a slightly hushed tone, 
“Well, I got a feeling you're pretty happy to stay home for another reason entirely, maybe let the wife handle a rod since you two are getting some time together~?”
The other bear laughed as Mike nudged him in the ribs, 
“Gotta admit, it is nice. Thanks again for taking Justin along.”
“Oh, it's no problem, I love the little guy. Just toss me a case of beer, and we're even. Well, think we ought to head out, it'll be a bit of a drive until we get to the lake, and we'll have to set up camp there before the sun goes down.”
Michael and his nephew waves goodbye to the man as Justin's dad retreated back indoors, most likely to immediately grab the wife and make good use of being home alone if Mike had to guess. Trying to hide his grin, the man hopped behind the wheel of his truck, pretending to not look towards the passenger side as he waited for said passenger to clamber in. 

Excited about the fun weekend ahead of him, Justin opened up the car door, just about to hop in when he saw the small stack of magazines taking up the seat, taking a few moments to even spot that they weren't just the usual fishing and car mags that he'd see laying around his uncle's house all the time. Realising he was staring at a handful of naked ladies, mooning and beckoning him from within the front covers of the lewd magazines, the cub froze at the door, his ears folding back with a sheepish look on his face as he glanced up at the man. Still pretending as if nothing out of the ordinary was happening, Michael looked over at the little ursine, giving a nonchalant smile, 
“Sorry, didn't remember I left those there, you can just shove ‘em aside. Now c'mon, those fish ain't gonna wait all day for us.”
With a shy nod, Justin grabbed up the porn magazines and moved them to the dash, feeling too awkward to even say a word as he hopped into his seat, trying not to stare at the enticing ladies as he fastened his swat belt and slammed the door shut. Though the boy desperately tried not to ogle at the magazines, or at least not be quite so obvious about it, Mike could see that his nephew was very much intrigued with the stack, the little male's eyes constantly flicking over to the dash even as Justin pretended to be idly staring out the side window. Cranking up the heat slightly, Michael smirked as he nodded towards the porn, 
“You ever look at stuff like that?”
Instantly going stiff as a statue, looking like he was caught for some high crime, Justin nervously shifted around in his seat, panicking in silence until his uncle gave a chuckle, 
“Relax, nothing bad about it, I was just curious.”

The man reached for the topmost magazine, holding it up for them both, making sure the kid could see the cover, featuring a fully naked crow woman leaning back in a steaming hot bath, a pair of men standing on either side of her, their cocks standing up at attention, making their intentions rather obvious, 
“She's pretty hot, right?”
Still squirming like the questions were some sort of a trick trying to catch him, Justin gave a careful nod, 
“Y… yeah, I guess…”
Michael shoved the magazine into the boy's hands, focusing back on the road as he smirked, 
“Well if you like her, turn to page 15, that's where the action starts~”
With a gulp, the cub held the porn mag in his hands for a moment, staring at the front cover as the crow seemed to stare right back at him, hesitant yet incredibly tempted, biting his lip as he finally parted the pages. As images of sweaty and lewd moments flashed before his eyes, Justin flipped through the magazine until he got to page 15, featuring two page spread of the woman on the cover being bent over in the bath, one man taking her tailhole while the other took her beak, a few dried cum stains prominently smattering the pages. Ogling at the spread in awe, clutching the porn mag while breathing hard, nearly forgetting all about where he was and who was there with him, the young bear's shorts were soon enough fully tented, showing just how much he enjoyed the sight. Taking notice of the boy's excitement, Michael grinned as he spoke up again, in the same nonchalant and casual tone he'd had the entire time, 
“You can rub out a quick one if you want, I don't mind.”
Eyes as wide as dinner plates, Justin's gaze shot over to his uncle, his mouth hanging open as he stammered, 
“Wh… what? I don't… what do you…”
The man just shrugged, struggling to hide just how amusing, and titillating, he found the entire thing, feeling a rise in his own pants as well, 
“I mean, I can kinda see that you're getting hard. But that's not a big deal, happens to us all, jerking off isn't anything to be shy about.”
Justin could hardly believe what his uncle was saying, half of him wanting the ground to just swallow him up at that very instant, while the other half of him desperately wanted to accept the man's offer, his stiff dick rubbing up against the front of his underpants as the bumpy road rocked him along, leaving the cub squirming hesitantly. 

Hoping that maybe the boy would come out of his shell if he could break the ice slightly, Michael spotted a sign for a rest stop as the bears were driving down the road out of town, suddenly turning in and stopping his truck at the corner of a quiet little parking lot. Confused as to what was going on, Justin watched as his uncle reached for another magazine on the dash, flipping through it for a moment before finding a nice collage of a young wolfess being gangbanged by a whole group of studs. The boy watched in shock as Mike leaned back in his seat, clicking his belt open and zipping his pants down, casually pulling out his dick and giving it a few pumps as he sighed, glancing over at the cub with a smirk, 
“See? Nothing to be embarrassed about.”
As the man had hoped, someone else going first lowered Justin's barriers enough for the boy to ease up slightly, still nervously looking out the windows to make sure no one else was anywhere nearby at the parking lot, but finally giving in to his lustful desires and following suit with a shy huff. Michael pretended to just focus on his porn mag as he fondled himself, but his gaze was fully fixed on the little bear undressing in the corner of his eye, feeling his heart skip a beat as Justin's shorts and briefs pulled down to reveal an adorable little cock, stiff and already leaking a bead of precum. With his own shaft throbbing in his hand, the man listened to his nephew's heavy breathing as the cub began to furiously pump and stroke right next to him, cute tiny whimpers and moans occasionally slipping out of the young bear's mouth as Justin flipped through the pages of his porn mags, all the pages marked with the previous loads he'd sprayed over the naked models and creampied slits. Justin still didn't exactly feel confident about having his uncle sitting right next to him as he was getting off to hardcore porn, but the man's casualness about it all truly made the boy think that maybe it wasn't such an uncommon thing in actuality, Mike was the adult and the one who actually knew about this sort of stuff after all. 

After a few moments of browsing through the lewd magazine, Justin came across a snapshot of a mare hogtied with her pussy and tailhole plugged up with dildoes, a gag in her mouth as she stared up at the camera with a needy glare, her flank covered with the juices dripping down from her slit. Instantly smitten by the sight, the boy laid the magazine out over his thighs, leaning back in his seat and shivering as he stroked at his cock, seemingly getting quite close to blowing his load. Without any warning, Michael suddenly reached across to the cub's lap, grabbing Justin's cock, his other hand still on his own member as he began to pump the startled kid, getting a yip and a panicked look from the little bear. Justin didn't know what to do, nor did he have much time to react to his uncle's fondling anyways, since before his brain had even caught up to the fact that the man's fingers were wrapped around his shaft, the older ursine was already scootching over and leaning down to take in his cock. Michael's tongue caressed along the entire length of the boy's manhood as his lips puckered up tight around the very base, a sly smile on his face as he listened to the frantic moans and gasps coming from his nephew, feeling the cub's arms wrapping around his head. His mind fried from the pure bliss of having his cock sunk balls deep into the wet and warm maw, Justin acted on pure instinct alone, hugging his uncle's muzzle as he whimpered, bucking up against the man's mouth, gritting his teeth as his ears pressed flat against his head. Suckling on the little twitching shaft, one hand still milking his own cock while he used the other to gently hold down the wriggling and squirming cub, Mike put his oral skills to use as he blew his nephew, wanting to make the boy's first time a magical one. Bobbing his muzzle up and down, using his tongue to cup and stroke the throbbing shaft, swallowing every last drop of precum the young bear was squirting down the back of his throat, the man's truck softly rocked from side to side in the far corner of the parking lot, the boy's faint moans and cries of pleasure echoing out of it. 

Nursing on his nephew's cock, letting the cub thrust into his muzzle as he jerked off with increasing vigour, Michael could tell that the boy wasn't far from cumming, already preparing himself for the tasty treat the little bear was about to give him. Panting and tugging on his uncle's ears, his paws thumping against the car floor, Justin couldn't stay still for even a split second, shocks of bliss sparking through his entire body, making him jump and writhe around as the man's maw enveloped his cock, drool running down his sack while he whimpered. After just a few minutes of sucking, the boy couldn't handle it any longer, nor did he even have the capacity to attempt to hold out for a second longer. With a heavy and sweaty moan, the cub shot out his load directly down his uncle's throat, tossing his head back as his cap flopped to the floor. Michael quickly locked his lips tight against the boy's shaft as soon as the first rope of cum splattered onto his tongue, not wanting to waste a drop, letting the gasping boy's balls drain down his gullet as he kept pumping at his own cock, quickly brought to a climax of his own from the taste of his nephew's cum flooding his mouth. Out of breath and ashamed, Justin watched with a sheepish look as his uncle finally pulled off of his dick, feeling a little bit more clear headed and a whole lot more regretful after having worked off his horniness. The man still had a smear of the little bear's cum on his lips as he sat up straight again, grinning as he gave the cub a pat on the leg, tucking his own cock away and wiping off a big rope of cum from his pants, 
“Don't worry, I'm not gonna tell your dad, or anyone else for that matter.”
Nervous about everything that had just happened, Justin gulped as he glanced down at his crotch, his dick still stiff and upright, smeared and glistening with his uncle's saliva, a single drop of white drooling from the tip and slowly trailing down his shaft, onto the pages of the porn mag still on his lap, 
“S… so, this… was this…”
Mike smirked, grabbing the boy's cap off the floor and slipping it back onto the cub's head, 
“Just your uncle giving you a little helping hand when you're feeling pent up. We can do it again as well, whenever you'd like, if you want to.”
A shy smile came over Justin's face, quickly looking away as he zipped his shorts back up, clearing his throat as he set the porn magazine back to the top of the stack, 
“Yeah, I think I would like that…”
Grinning, Michael knew that they wouldn't get a whole lot of fishing done that weekend, thankful he'd packed plenty of food and snacks for their trip.