“You scoundrel! Get out of here, before I tell your mother!”

A squeal of amusement, followed by a wave of pleasurable sensations and the ebb and flow of amusement intermingled with annoyance, bounced across the acoustics of the shabby, run-down overhang of the alchemist’s hut, just a short distance from the centre of Nuray Village. From the hiding spot beneath the window, a young bear quickly dipped out from the side and sidled around the side of a reptile animal that made a noise akin to moo, before quickly following along behind him, right as the door to the hut opened. An avian, their feathers ragged, shambled and hobbled out the doorway to the dirt path leading up to an open fence, chasing after the boy and the following animal. He yelled something as they went, but the bear didn’t look back-- he just giggled all the way down the back towards the square.

In the centre of town, the boy came to a halt, turning to face the reptile as he hunched over and put his hands on his knees, blue-furred fingers, cupping against his brown-furred thighs. Amongst the other bears in the village, of which there were only really more than a couple, he was unique; not quite all brown like his mom and dad, thanks to the blending ‘socks’ and ‘gloves’ of blue ran from his elbow all the way to the tips of his fingers, and his eyes didn’t even match in colour, with one of them a piercing yellow and the other a sunset orange. Apart from the spots of blue on the backs of his ears, and the rest of it, he was still thankfully relatively normal, and his young, 9-year-old body sported the bright yellow markings of their native Divine Beast...though, he hadn’t been seen in the entire time the bear had grown up.

“We almost got told off there, Zaza.” The bear giggled over at the animal, and stroked a hand over the front of his face, brushing over the angular sharpness of his snout. The young bear, Astra, and the animal before him had been inseparable since he was a baby. Zaza made a crooning sound, his throat vibrating with a hum-- he could completely understand Astra, as they had learnt relatively early on, but couldn’t really communicate in the same way. The young bear could feel the tickles of amusement coming from him, like little tingles along his fur.

“You’re not bothering the alchemist again, are you, boys?” Someone jeered from the right, and Astra glanced out the corner of his eye to see a short mouse standing on the top steps of the local inn, which took in travellers and locals alike, for room or food.

“No, Senior Chikwin.” Astra insisted, but tried to keep the groaning edge out of his tone...and failed. He didn’t like being lectured; he got it enough from Mom.

“I told you, I’m not your senior,” Chikwin tutted, briefly dropping the conversation to say hello to someone as they ascended the steps. “Keep out of trouble, okay? Mully has enough to deal with as it is without your two troublemakers causing problems.”

Zaza grumbled and headbutted the bear’s forearm before plodding off to the side; he was of like mind when it came to lectures. The mouse just rolled his eyes and sweetly gestured at them before he turned and headed on inside, and Astra beamed at him, looking as innocent as can be, before his face soured and he turned on a heel to follow after the Utano.

This was his life in Nuray. He’d spent his cosy days slowly growing up, causing chaos, playing with the other local kids and hanging out with his bestest friend in the whole world. He wasn’t at the age yet where he considered what he wanted his life to be, and his parents coddled him, their one and only child, for they wanted what was best for him. They had talked about him going on trips with his Dad to other towns to see what the outside world was like, had spoken about eventually working for the family business and running the store-- as if he didn’t already, to a point-- and had even talked about getting him to learn a thing or two about hunting from the mysterious fellow who lived in the woods...but Astra didn’t have time to think about all those weird things, about growing up and being an adult and having responsibilities. All he wanted in life, in that very moment, was to have fun, and that’s exactly what he was going to do, until he couldn’t.

With a giggle, Astra playfully pushed at the Utano’s side and clambered up onto Zaza’s back, where his lightweight body was easily handled by the stocky, faux-bipedal creature’s body. Utano were cattle-herding animals that were found just about all over, and tended to live a really long time, from what his parents had said. They had thick back legs that supported all their weight, and slender front ones they used to interact with things, though they lacked the joy of opposable thumbs. Astra laid on his back with ease, as naked as most locals in Nuray, and he sighed, his legs dangling from either side, as Zaza plodded along, turning his scaled head this way and that to examine their surroundings as they went. As it was, nothing ever really changed in their life-- the paths out the village were the same, the fish were always biting in the huge river on the side of their village...really, the only thing that ever seemed to be different was the carriages that came into town. Most of them just carried items, food and whatnot, and Zaza liked interacting with the other Utano who usually did all the pulling of the carts, but sometimes they brought people...Astra liked new people. They had so many stories of the world outside Nuray, that he was too young to see for himself.

Zaza’s wandering and Astra’s casual lying on top of his friend eventually brought them back to the main village square, and Astra heard the telltale thump of large Utano feet on the soft earth-- visitors were coming to the village, or at least he hoped so. He excitedly patted the back of the Utano beneath him, and Zaza let out a rumbling noise before he picked up the pace, trudging forward and thumping across the grass as they approached the single stretch of path that led out of the village, snaking down the hills beyond. It was the main route in and out of the village, and sure enough, there was a carriage right on the path, heading towards them at a slow, methodical pace. Astra sat up a little and leaned forward with his hands, trying to see if he could see anybody...was there a flash of blue? Maybe his eyes were mistaken, but he’s sure he saw something like that.

“Outta the path, Astra!” Someone to the bear’s right called, and Astra quickly patted Zaza’s neck, encouraging the Utano over towards the side, so they could avoid stopping the older, adult Utano in front of them. If anything, it gave them the perfect opportunity to see who was coming into the village...and one of the travellers was certainly interesting.

Astra watched with curious eyes as the back of the carriage opened up, and much like he thought, there was someone blue amongst them. There were a couple of canines and other species departing, and they moved away in groups, likely here for one reason or another, but Astra was focused instead on the tall, adult blue man who departed from the back of the carriage, stretching his beck and sighing through his nose. He had a messy mop of dark blue hair, and his chest was white, down to a thick fur fauld wrapped around his waist. He had yellow painted markings and symbols all over his body...on his arms, legs, even between his eyes. Astra frowned: weren’t those remarkably similar to his own? That could only mean one thing. With a grunt, he nudged Zaza and encouraged him forward, and the Utano obliged.

“Hey Mister!” Astra called, but for a moment the man, who looked to be a mouse from his large ears and slender pink tail, didn’t even look in his direction, so Astra cleared his throat and tried again. “Hey you! Mouse!”

Beneath him, Zaza lifted himself slightly and made a noise of complaint, and Astra scoffed, glancing down at him before turning his gaze back to the man. The mouse had turned to look at them, his eyes wide, and he seemed to soak in Astra and Zaza’s features before he pointed towards himself. Astra nodded, and with a grunt, slipped off of the Utano hatchling’s back, his paws meeting the floor.

“I’ve never seen someone blue before. You’re like me and Zaza!” Astra said as he approached, showing off his hands and feet, before he squinted down at the mouse’s bare chest, looking up and down his markings. “Um, have we met before?”

“I...don’t think so?” The mouse didn’t sound that confident, but the young bear didn’t really think about it too much.

“Are you from here?” Astra pointed between his own eyes, where he had a painted symbol on his brown fur pretty much identical to the one on the mouse’s face. The adult frowned and then smiled, his muzzle parting slightly to show teeth in a sort-of awkward grin.

“I am. Though I left home when I was younger...” The man explained, glancing to the side for a moment before turning his attention back to the bear. “I haven’t been back in years.”

“Really?” Astra’s eyes widened. “You’ve seen the rest of the world?”

“Well...most of it.”

“That’s so cool!” Astra turned to Zaza, who straightened slightly and made a half-moo, half-roar, his slender front arms dragging briefly against the dirt as he stomped his back feet. “I’ve always wanted to go, but my Mom says it’s too dangerous. She won’t let me!”

“Well...I did go with my Dad at the time,” The adult male explained further. “I wasn’t alone. I think if you were alone, it would be dangerous.”

“Are you sure? Or are you just agreeing with my Mom?” Astra pinned the mouse with a glare, and for a moment the older male looked noticeably nervous, before he cleared his throat.

“I’m sure. Take it from me,” He insisted. “Who is your Mom, anyway? Maybe I know her...if she’s been in Nuray for a long time.”

“Um...” Astra turns his head and points. “My Mom and Dad run the general store!”

The mouse’s expression shifted to one that Astra couldn’t quite understand as the man snapped his head towards the direction of the store and stared for much longer than necessary. An uncomfortable amount of time passed before Astra spoke again.

“Uuuh...do you want to meet my parents?” Astra asked tentatively, and the adult’s head whipped back towards him.

“Yes.” He blurted out, glancing to the side again, and that time Astra followed his gaze...but there was nothing there. When he looked back, the mouse was already heading down the path. Astra blinked and then quickly followed after him, with the Utano taking up the rear. By the time they reached the front of his parent’s store, the mouse had already stepped inside.

Astra barrelled into the room just in time to see his mother embracing the mouse like she was hugging an old friend. Her face was spread into a smile as her arms were wrapped tightly around the mouse, who was at least a foot shorter than her-- only because Astra’s mom was quite tall. Frankly, Astra was more confused about what looked like a tearful reunion: he’d never seen his mom act like that with anyone else, not even old friends.

“Mom?” Astra frowned, wanting an explanation to sate his own curiosity, and the large bear immediately stepped back, wiping her eyes and clasping the mouse’s shoulders before she turned her attention to her son, putting an arm around the stranger as she did so. She squeezed the male’s shoulder as she smiled, her eyes sparkling with moisture.

“Astra, this is Chopper. He’s an old friend.” Astra understood that, but she was quite surprised to see an old friend...luckily, she explained a little further. “I haven’t seen him in around 6 years...”

6 years...Astra assumed he must have come back around the time that Astra was a little kid, but the young bear didn’t recognise him. A sudden nudge to Astra’s back had him stepping to the side, and Zaza stepped forward and to the side, moving past his childhood friend. He approached the stranger known as Chopper and sniffed around his hip and up to his side-- the mouse lifted his arm and frowned, before patting the Utano atop his scaled head.

“He must like you,” Astra’s mother laughed, brushing again at her eyes. “This is Zaza. You remember him from last time, don’t you?”

“It was a long time ago...” Chopper admitted. “But I think so?”

“A caravan came into town not too long after Astra was born,” She continued, as Astra leaned against the wall, taking in the sight. “They were quite confused. One of their females was pregnant and had given birth, but they didn’t know what to do with the baby. Astra and Zaza bonded as soon as they met each other-- we were getting a shipment in-- so we took the Utano in.”

Astra was pretty sure, somewhere in his memories, that his Mom had told the story a few times before to other people, but since Nuray was full of the same old people, it hadn’t been spoken about in so long. Astra watched the interaction between his best friend and the mouse, and it seemed like Zaza was incredibly curious about Chopper, though he couldn’t place why. From the back, a figure moved into the doorway, and Astra knew who it was before they came close. His Mom noticed them next, but Chopper was unaware until he felt a hand on his shoulder.

“Hey, Chopper,” The gruff, low voice of Astra’s Dad greeted the stranger with as much emotion as he often shared. “You should have told us you were coming. We could have set up a bed for you.”

“I’m only staying for a couple of days, you don’t need to put yourselves out.” Chopper sounded nervous, and he grinned sheepishly when the adult bear flexed his fingers on his slim shoulder.

“I insist.” His father said, causing the female bear’s eyes to widen. Astra, too, was surprised; his Dad normally didn’t ‘want’ a lot of things.

“Well...alright.” Chopper resigned, and the older bear nodded.

“You’ve gotten a lot taller since we last saw you.” Astra’s Mom smiled, touching Chopper’s arm. “You’re still as slim as ever, though. Have you been eating enough?”

“Shinwe...” Chopper suppressed a laugh. “I’ve been fine, don’t worry. Let’s catch up.”

Astra saw his mom’s eyes shine with delight, and the young bear’s face soured, but not because he was jealous...he just didn’t like being in the loop. Granted, it seemed like he knew all there was to know, but it was strange for his parents to be such close friends with someone that even Astra didn’t know.

“Are you okay, honey?” His mother picked up on his emotions; they must be flowing from him freely. He could feel her joy and concern, mixing together, making a strange combination that conflicted with his own feelings. He winced slightly when he knew a little stretch of guilt would be coming from him.

“I’m okay. I just...wanted to know more about the rest of the world.” He grumbled, and his mother reached out to ruffle his head, messing the tuft of brown fur atop his head.

“You’ll get plenty of time later, sweetie. Your father and I want to catch up first.” She assured him, and he resigned himself to the idea. With a grunt, he pushed off the wall and encouraged Zaza back to him as the other three retreated towards the back of the store towards the private area-- behind the doors at the back was a combination of both storage and where they slept and ate. His Mom gave him a little wave and an apologetic smile as she went, and he just waved back at her before guiding Zaza with a touch to his scaled neck.

The young bear led the Utano outside and kicked at the ground, his mind a mixture of thoughts. Maybe in part he was jealous, if only because he was hoping to get to know the stranger himself, but it felt like his parents had stolen the mouse from him, kind of. He wasn’t normally such a bratty kid. Zaza walked along beside him as normal as always, and when Astra looked over at him, the Utano tilted his head down to meet his eyes.

“Yeah, I know...” The boy grumbled. “I wanted to hear the stories about the outside world, too.”

Zaza bowed his head and butted it against the boy’s side, making a noise that, to Astra, sounded like he disagreed with him. It made the cub curious about what his friend meant, but their communication only went so far-- all he could do was intuitively understand from the other’s emotions. There was a mixture of curiosity and confusion coming from him, and that really didn’t give Astra much of an idea of what was going on.

“You’re curious? About the stranger?” The Utano lifted and bowed his head a couple of times. “And you’re confused, too? Why?”

This was where there was a hurdle in their communication, for Zaza couldn’t explain completely what he was feeling, and Astra couldn’t understand on emotion alone. The two looked at one another until Astra inevitably gave up, and he felt guilty for feeling the Utano’s little tickles of frustration.

“Sorry, Zaza. It’s hard to understand sometimes.” Astra stroked the top of the Utano’s head, and the creature calmed somewhat. “Why don’t we go over to our favourite spot?”

The young bear grinned upon seeing the Utano start to look happier, and the boy jogged ahead, encouraging Zaza to run after him as they ran down the path to the main village centre, and then between a couple of houses, across the grass to a set of ruins that sat within sight of the village, along the flat grassy plains.

Once upon a time, there had been suspicions that the ruins were haunted-- villagers said that some kind of beast skulked around the ruins, or that they saw shambling figures at night, or even the glow of light...but those rumors dissipated over time when all those peculiar activities stopped after around a year or so, leaving the ruins dark and slowly fading into obscurity, were it not for the curiosity of the occasional Nuray child. The two of them approached in a bounding job and thumping half-trotting gait, rounding the corner of the thickest wall towards what would have been the interior of a room, were it not overgrown and missing two of it’s walls. Trees had started to overtake the eroded stone of the ruins, and vines crawled up the rigid stone, covering up etched and painted murals that had faded with time. Against the longest wall was a wooden chair that Astra had carried over himself, and a small leather sack containing a couple of furs, in case things got cold. Astra stepped forward and turned, slumping down and leaning back, whilst sticking his legs out. Zaza walked around in a circle for a moment before sitting back on his haunches right in front of the bear, turning his head this way and that to look at his surroundings. Astra could see his nostrils flaring, taking in nearby scents.

“That’s better...” Astra sighed, leaning forward and stroking Zaza under the chin. “I guess we can wait until later, huh? I’ve never seen my parents so happy to see someone...except for us.”

He giggled at the thought, but it did make his mind wander. He absently continued scratching under the Utano’s chin, resting his head on his other hand as Zaza started licking at his wrist, his thick tongue dragging across his blue and brown fur, all the way up his underarm, though it didn’t go as far as the elbow. Astra wasn’t even paying attention as the Utano stepped closer after a while, lifting from its haunches and closing the distance between them. He moved himself into the space against Astra’s legs and used his slender arms to spread the boy’s legs to the side. It was only then that Astra paid attention, and it wasn’t due to Zaza’s movements, but the ebbing waves of arousal that were coming off of him. Astra could feel it plainly, and it made him stir.

“Zaza...what’s got you so riled up?” Astra mumbled, watching as the Utano dipped, brushing his angular snout across the top of Astra’s right knee, before bringing it closer towards his thigh. He stuck out his fleshy, thick tongue and smeared it across the bare skin on Astra’s thigh, dampening the fur with spit, and the young bear spread his legs a little wider, pursing his short muzzle as he felt arousal creeping across his body. It felt nice, and distinctly sensual, for Zaza to lick him in his more intimate parts. His young cock started to swell, twitching mere inches from the Utano’s maw, and it didn’t take long for Zaza to move his head to the side, brushing the smooth scales of the side of his face against the boy’s growing erection. His tongue met with the cock soon after, and Astra rolled his head back, quietly groaning as a wave of arousal washed off of him, crashing with Zaza’s messy cocktail of his own arousal, combined with curiosity and happiness.

Astra hummed, closing his eyes as he felt that tongue slide along the underside of his cock towards the tip, and Zaza’s appendage expertly circled, smearing around in a way that pushed the bear’s steadily growing cock down and up, forcing it to move to accommodate the tongue’s pushing. The bear’s length quickly reached its eager full mast, barely just a few inches in length, and he rolled his hips forward slightly when Zaza slipped his tongue along the underside, where the cub’s length nestled perfectly in the curved crevice of his fleshy tongue.

He groaned, whimpering under his breath at the feeling of pleasure, and Zaza pushed his mouth down until the sharp-ish angular front of his face pressed to the supple flesh of the boy’s pelvis, but it was thankfully rounded and didn’t feel uncomfortable. The Utano’s prey-eyes couldn’t really look up the bear’s face easily, but he shuffled his body to the side and slightly angled his head so he could glance up at him with one silver eye as his tongue danced around and rolled around the boy’s cock before settling back down, just in time for Astra to thrust and hump against his tongue. Despite being reptilian, Utano held a lot of internal heat, and Astra knew it-- the warmth of Zaza’s mouth was intoxicating, and the slimy spit that coated his length made it easy for him to rock back and forth, his little cock bouncing and sailing free of the tongue on occasion before nestling back down. Each thrust forward threatened to peel back his foreskin, but it was too lubricated for him to do so, and each slide back caused enough friction to bunch it up, albeit only a little. Astra put a hand on the top of his friend’s snout and closed his eyes, letting himself sink into the sensations...Zaza’s mouth was always so good to hump, and the Utano was always so receptive and eager to please.

The young bear picked up speed over time, his grip on that angular snout strengthening as he shifted to get into a better position on the stool, his hips bucking with his growing pleasure. Lust fuelled him, dancing off of him in spikes that mixed with the Utano’s fainter feelings, which Astra picked up on in the back of his mind. He wondered if Zaza felt Astra’s emotions are faintly as the bear felt his, but it was hard to know-- still, it was enough for both of them to know they were enjoying it. Astra felt one of the Utano’s slender front limbs, with opposable thumbs on his front paws, gripping his thigh for balance, and a rumble came from Zaza’s throat that vibrated his tongue, making Astra groan and roll his head back.

“Don’t do that, you’re going to make me...” But it was too late, regardless; he felt himself pass the point of no return, and with a shudder, the bear cub thrust his hips forward, letting out a restrained cry of pleasure as his member twitched and spurted into the vibrating organ, dribbling little trickles of seed onto the Utano’s tongue. Once upon a time, Zaza would have recoiled at the taste of it, but nowadays he simply accepted it, his tongue flexing to let it slide further toward his throat so he could swallow. Astra rocked his hips against the Utano’s mouth before he sagged backwards, surprisingly spent, and tiredness seeped into his young bones as the Utano pushed his head forward, like a calf seeking his mother’s milk, suckling on the bear’s inches for a little longer than necessary before he slowly dragged back, crooning with approval. Astra rolled his head back, his fur brushing with the crawling ivy before the back of his head met with the cold stone.

A sudden weight caused him to jolt, and he let out a cry of surprise as Zaza practically tried to climb him, his large-ish body lifting up and his slender limbs planting against the ruin walls as he leaned forward with his weight. Astra batted at the Utano’s chest, opening his mouth to complain about the oaf’s heavy weight, but the realisation of what Zaza was planning dawned on him when he felt the sticky, slimy heat of a mass smearing across his thigh and pushing up along his stomach. His eyes danced down, and he gulped nervously at the sight of his friend’s cock, and he felt his potent arousal, so thick that even with the dulled feel of it, it was overbearing. Zaza’s length was a lot longer than Astra’s own, at least double in size if not more-- the 9-year-old had tried to take it once a couple of years ago and found it too much, and Zaza had only grown so much more compared to him since then. A lewd, lust-driven thrust dragged the sticky cock up Astra’s brown fur towards his chest area, though it wasn’t long enough for it to reach even close to his neck. The tip was wedged, but the length of it was uniform, growing thicker at the base, with a couple of ridges along the underside that Zaza liked to be touched.

“Zaza...careful, you’re squashing me,” Astra complained, but he couldn’t tell him to stop. He put a hand around the slender tip of the exotic length, and a quiver of arousal shot through him when the Utano thrust against his squeezing fingers, enjoying his touch. He could feel just how horny Zaza was, how much his friend needed it...Astra was more than willing, perhaps even eager, to give him some relief. Another croon came from the Utano as he started to hump against the bear’s hand, dragging his thick hips back and roughly thrusting upwards as Astra slid his hand down, cupping around the cock and dragging it to the underside. His ears perked up as he listened to Zaza’s snorts and huffs of desire, watching his shuffling back feet as he tried to get closer and into a better position. Astra was pinned between the Utano and the wall, but he kind of liked it.

If there was one thing about Zaza, it’s that he was drippy; pre-cum trickled from his cock so readily that it was easy for Astra to scoop it up and spread it all around, coating the entire length in Zaza’s desperate lubricant, and that in turn helped the animal to thrust faster, his powerful hips rocking back and forth in slow, tender thrusts-- he didn’t have the strength or energy in his still young body to do much more than move at a slow-ish pace, but it was more than enough to stimulate him, especially when he had the soft fur of Astra’s front and his willing hands to stroke him.

Astra gauged his friend’s imminent release based on the waves of emotions that came from him, which over time only grew more and more intense. It was clear how much the young Utano was enjoying it, and Astra was unabashedly getting hard again as well, even if he felt too spent to go another round. Zaza’s pre-cum became so plentiful that his thrusts grew even more slippery, causing Astra to just try and keep his hands steady so that the young Utano could simply hump into his awaiting palms, whilst Astra attempted to awkwardly simulate a hole with his cupped fingers. The young cub grunted with the effort to hold his hands and arms firm as the Utano used his body, and he knew from the growing pleasure coming from the animal that he wouldn’t last much longer.

Zaza’s humping, vigorously moving hips became irregular as his crooning reached a peak, rumbles and huffs coming from him as he exerted himself. The emotions that came off him were enough to drown in, and Astra had to endure, mildly struggling under the weight of both his friend’s body and that sickly sweet arousal, which only served to turn him on as well. The Utano’s thrusts reached a quickened pace despite its irregularity before he abruptly slowed and halted, plunging his hips forward for a moment before dragging back, his hind legs shaking slightly. Astra knew as soon as he saw the telltale signs; he quickly closed his eyes and braced for impact. A flush of warm liquid splattered over his muzzle and dripped across his lips, before more heat pooled around his chest and oozed down to his stomach.

Astra groaned, moving his head to the side to gasp for air as he felt salty fluid trickle down against the tip of his muzzle, and another dizzying warm spurt splattered against his cheek, before washing over his body more. He could hear Zaza’s croons of approval and pleasure and felt his occasional shudders-- he must be enjoying it a lot, of that Astra was pretty certain, though it was obvious just from the stabs of emotion that the bear cub parsed. Eventually, they began to fade, and with it the reapplication of heat and wetness subsided, leaving Astra a gooey mess-- it was only when he turned his head to the side to look that he saw it in full, and he recoiled at how much mess there was.

“Do you have to hump me every time, Zaza?” Astra complained, though he wasn’t really that upset. “This is gonna take forever to get out...”

The Utano made a noise in response and pushed off the wall, withdrawing and stepping back with dull thumps against the stone and dirt. The sunlight made the messy liquid across Astra’s front glisten and he was tempted to run his hands through it to try and brush it off...the sight of his own length covered in his friend’s cum, half-erect and twitching from a recent orgasm, was kind of nice to see, though. Zaza nudged against the boy’s hand and Astra smeared pre-cum from his fingers over the other’s forehead and between his horns with a giggle.

“Let’s go home,” Astra sighed. “Maybe Mom and Dad are done with that guy...”

The bear pushed himself up and leaned forward, getting to his feet as the Utano moved out of the way, and Zaza trudged to the side and followed as Astra led the way out. He should have been embarrassed about being covered in cum, but his parents were fully aware of the kind of things he got up to, and they had no complaints-- in fact, they awkwardly encouraged the expression of his urges, and Zaza’s too. He got to the edge of Nuray closest to his home, and that helped him avoid most of the village folk; even if they were fine with it, he didn’t want them seeing him all messy. At the back of the store, in an alcove by the back door, was a wooden bucket beneath an overhang, and inside, an inlaid elemental stone-- quite expensive and rare, buried at the bottom and visible only by a glint of blue. The young bear kicked the bottom of the bucket, jostling the stone, and water below flowed into the bucket from the bottom up. It filled within half a minute or so, and Astra picked up the bucket, dunking it over himself and letting the water wash over his body. The seed dripped off over a short while, leaving Astra wet, but at the very least clean-- a quick shake on the spot got a good chunk of the moisture off.

When he opened the front door to the store, the front was empty and quiet-- even his Mom wasn’t at the counter, but there was a pile of coins from purchased items sitting on the surface. Astra peered down the length of the store towards the doors at the end and could faintly hear talking in the rooms beyond, surmising quickly what was going on. He grimaced and moved behind the counter, scooping the coins down and into the shelves below as Zaza occupied an empty space in the aisles, unsure where to go. When he was done, Astra whistled to him and headed down the store towards the back, where the sounds of talking grew louder.

“A place that exists underwater, protected by a Divine Beast? That sounds so strangely romantic...I’d love to go someday.” He found them in the social room, where a short table bearing cups filled with herbal tea sat between the three of them. The blue-furred stranger sat opposite Astra’s Mom, whilst his Dad sat right next to the stranger, Chopper, like he was an old friend. The three of them looked to have been talking about the stranger’s travels, the very thing Astra had wanted to know, and the thought of them talking about it within him ticked him off...but he conceded.

“Oh, Astra,” The bear’s mother perked up at the sight of him. “Chopper’s going to be staying the night, but we don’t have a lot of space, so he’ll be sleeping in your room.”

“That’s okay.” It didn’t bother the bear in the slightest-- if anything, it meant he could get to privately bug him with questions without his parents commandeering him. “Mom, some people left money on the counter. It put it under.”

“Oh, you’re so sweet. Thank you, honey,” He could tell from the emotions coming off her that she was being genuine. “Speaking of...I should get started on dinner. You’re staying to eat, aren’t you, Chopper?”

“Uh...Okay.” The man didn’t argue, and Astra side-eyed him as his Mom stood, shuffling her way to the door.

“Come on, Astra. You can give me a hand. Zaza, you stay here; I don’t want you knocking over pans with your tail!” She put a hand on her son’s shoulder and encouraged him to follow her. It looked like he’d be preoccupied for the next few hours.




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Astra didn’t know they had so many extra furs. A collection of them were piled high on the floor next to his bed, which had been carefully crafted by his Dad years ago, so he said. On the furs, the blue-furred man laid on his back and looked up at the ceiling, looking decidedly nervous. Why? Well, he had Astra staring at him over the edge of his bed, and Zaza sitting by the door staring in much the same fashion. Astra could feel the tickles of his discomfort-- they were dull, kind of like when he got emotions from Zaza...odd.

“So, Mister,” Astra asked bluntly. “How do you know my parents so well?”

“Don’t they greet everyone like that?” The mouse countered, glancing over at the boy, and Astra’s expression soured.

“My Dad actually looked happy...” He explained. “He isn’t like that with just anyone. Why are you special?”

“Hmm...” Chopper turned his gaze back to the ceiling. “Maybe because I lived here for a few years before leaving?”

“Nuh-uh,” Astra grunted. “People have lived here for way longer and they don’t treat them like that. Well, Mom does. But Dad’s never that nice to anyone, not even Mully, and he’s been here for years and years.”

“Mully’s still around, huh?” Chopper shifted on the furs. “He looked like he was getting old even when I lived here.”

“People say he found some secret potion to make him live forever,” Astra giggled. “But...I don’t know about that.”

A silence fell between them for a little while before Chopper suddenly spoke, managing to continue the conversation.

“So...where did you meet this little guy?” Chopper turned his head to Zaza, who pinned him with a stare from one side of his face, before turning his head to look at Chopper with his other eye. A rumble came from him, and Chopper quirked an eyebrow, looking off at something to the side...though, nothing was there from what Astra could see.

“Um...a caravan came in one time with some traders and Zaza liked me. I think I was a baby back then...so my parents bought him.” Astra didn’t know why he was asking.

“He’s quite special, isn’t he?” Chopper remarked, which made Astra tilt his head.

“I guess...” Astra mumbled, and Zaza let out something like a half-grunt, half-growl, causing the bear to flinch slightly. “No offence, Zaza. So, what’s the coolest place you’ve ever been to? I want to know what’s out there!”

“Coolest...?” Chopper seemed to think about it for a moment. “There was this place called Poxola. It had pink trees that were as tall as the sky, and they built houses at the base of them. They had ladders and stairs trailing up the trees-- they weren’t very thick-- and they built bridges between them. They believed that they could see the Goddess if they climbed to the very top, and making the climb was like a right of passage.”

“Woah...” Astra’s eyes were wide hearing the story, his stumpy tail wiggling with excitement. “What else did they have?”

“It was always warm because the trees were so high, so there was no shade. The ground was dry but bloomed with spiky plants that had these huge blue flowers,” Chopper continued. “The flowers budded into fruit that they ate, and they were incredibly juicy despite the heat. The bark on the trees regrew over several months, and they used it to make shelter and houses. They even made shade out of the petals of the flowers, or used them to wrap the fruit, because the leaves were edible.”

“That sounds so cool...” Astra rolled his head to the side. “I wish I could see it...do they walk around naked there like they do here?”

“Well, yes. They also have a Divine Beast come by sometimes, and they’re very...” Chopper hesitated to continue for a moment, but it was hard to tell if it was because he didn’t know how to word what he wanted to say, or if he was nervous. “Temperamental. But they loved the citizens.”

“I’ve never seen a Divine Beast before,” Astra mumbled. “The Blessed Moon Lunarotte that lived near here hasn’t been seen in years...they left before I was born.”

“I’m sorry.” Chopper replied rather abruptly, causing the bear to frown.

“Um, why? It’s not your fault.” Astra truly believed that. How little he knew.

“Still...” Chopper shrugged, and silence fell between them once more for a short while. Astra had a lot of questions and thoughts and his eyes glanced over the stranger’s body as he thought about them. He could feel the waves of intrigue and excitement coming from Zaza, who had been looking at Chopper like he was some long-lost sibling or friend. The young bear didn’t quite understand why.

“Um...” Astra eventually cut through the silence. “Do they, like, mate over there for fun too?”

“W-What?” Chopper was a little stunned by the question, which just confused Astra further.

“What? Isn’t that a normal thing people do?” The bear sat up, pushing himself up with his hands, and frowned. “Don’t you do that?”

“I, well...” It was weird to see a man his age so sheepish about the idea-- everyone Astra had ever met was always all for it. Even Mully, chaste and irritable as he was, had a publicly known mate. Everyone knew them.

“You’ve mated before, right?” Astra settled back down and felt a tickle of amusement at seeing Chopper so flustered from harmless questions.

“Of course I have.” He argued back, though he sounded shy about it. Astra shouldn’t find it so funny, and yet, he was in a fit of giggles, kicking his legs on his raised bed. It wasn’t much fancier than Chopper’s pile of furs-- the base of it was just built wood with a lumpy cloth-wrapped bundle of hay, with furs resting on top.

“So what do they do over there?” Astra was eager to know, and Chopper looked at him, his expression a little hard to read. Astra could get an idea, though, based on what he felt from the mouse, however faint; there was arousal amongst a mixture of intrigue, embarrassment and nervousness. He lidded his eyes as he looked down at the mouse, who seemed to be struggling to answer his question, but he did eventually speak.

“They have small practised rituals where they paint on stones, or canvases, even just wooden boards...they paint symbols of love and of the Divine Beasts, and then they mate around them to get their blessing...so they say,” Chopper rolled his shoulders. “Paying their respects.”

“Uh-huh...” Astra had asked the question, but now he didn’t really care much for the answer, for his mind was on something else. “Hey, Chopper...you want to fuck me, don’t you?”

“H-Huh?!” The shy-looking mouse stiffened visibly on the furs and Astra grinned as he pushed himself back up, sweeping his legs around and scooting to the edge of his bed, letting his paws dangle. For a moment, he hovered there before kicking off the side of the bed, feet thumping against the wooden floor, before he swung a leg over Chopper’s body and squatted down over him, his rump mere inches from settling down on the other’s form. Despite his movements, Chopper made no attempts to squirm out of the way, his eyes wide, like he was stunned. To Astra’s side, he could feel a little wave of pleasure and amusement from Zaza...it seemed like he wanted to join in, and he found the stranger’s shyness just as funny as Astra did.

“I could feel it from you...” Astra remarked. “Hmm, what is it...the butt? Or this?”

Astra guided his hand from his legs towards his inner thigh, and he gauged the mouse’s interest from the waves of arousal that came from him, where it spiked and where it ebbed, petering out. Sure enough, brushing towards his ass did very little, but when the young bear made a show of jiggling his little balls with his wrist and slid his hand from his taint towards his own package, he could feel that arousal spiking. It made him react in a similar way-- the mouse was attractive, conventionally...and admittedly, Astra had only ever really done things with his parents and Zaza. Someone new was exciting, even if his intentions were all over the place.

“Mister...this is the part you like, huh?” Astra’s fingers trailed to the base of his small cock, already half-hard from his own arousal, and he grinned even wider when Chopper gulped, his eyes widening further, and a heavy wave of lust rushed over the cub’s body, making him shiver. Zaza rose from his seated spot and impatiently paced around them, making a mixture of crooning and grunting noises as his nose lowered and brushed against Chopper’s knees, where the fur of his clothes covered up all the intimate parts of him. He opened his angular maw to try and punch some of the cloth and pull it away, but there was a taut loop of cord that kept it snug to Chopper’s masculine hips.

Sensing his friend’s eagerness, Astra shuffled his feet forward, scooting closer to Chopper’s face to taunt him with the hovering sight of his little package, before he lifted a leg and swung himself off the man, moving onto his knees beside his blue-furred form. Similar-coloured hands came to the mouse’s body and went straight for his faulds, and despite their urgency, Chopper didn’t lift his hands to help as Astra unlooped the cord, pulling the bow knot of it loose by the adult’s hip. As soon as it was loose, Zaza’s gentle pulling easily had it sagging on one side, and Astra pulled the other, slipping it down at the front enough to expose a messy tuft of blue fur, nestling the base of a cock of equal colour, already looking decidedly firm, even if they could only see a little.

“C’mon, get up. We can’t get this off if you’re gonna lay there like that.” Astra giggled, but his assertiveness got Chopper moving; the mouse lifted his lips and let the fauld sag further, and within a few moments, the heavy furs that sat over the adult’s cock cleared the tip of his cock, and it sprung upwards, a thin string of pre-cum already hanging from it. It was a solid size, though Astra was never good with measurements; it was smaller than his Dad's, though. He was tempted to touch it, and it was hard to ignore that feeling; Astra put his hand around the length for a moment and Chopper thrust against his small fingers, shuddering from the pleasure. It came off of him in heavy waves that just encouraged Astra further, and he was sure he was helping them feel the same. Their emotions were a dizzy concoction, but it was all just pleasure and lust-- not even Astra, as acute as he was at feeling it like most, could sense any negativity in there, bar Zaza’s impatience.

The Utano nudged against Chopper’s hip and grumbled, feet stomping against the floor, and Astra could sense that Zaza wanted-- he loved a good mounting, and rarely did he get the chance to indulge. Astra assisted in the silent manhandling, withdrawing his hand from the adult’s length and grabbing his outermost hip to roll him over, and after a few moments, the mouse seemed to intuitively understand, for he rolled quickly and then pushed himself to all fours. He initially planned to straighten up completely, but when he raised his chest, Zaza put a slender hand on his back and pushed him down, lowering his head and licking his slightly slimy tongue across Chopper’s bare shoulder, vibrating a rumble of approval. As he withdrew, Astra shuffled over on his knees, going from wood to furs as he moved towards Chopper’s front. The adult looked up at him, lifting a hand to brush a messy mop of dark blue hair from around his eyes, before his gaze darted down.

“This is much better, huh?” Astra teased as he jerked his hips forward, and he deliberately smeared his package across he side of Chopper’s face as he moved to get more front and centre, inevitably brushing the tip of his erection against the mouse’s muzzle, right along his lips. He watched the adult’s eyes lid over, his ears twitching, a hum coming from him...he wanted it, all right.

Zaza had found where he wanted to be roughly around the same time Astra had-- the Utano was positioned behind Chopper and his eyes were trained on that blue-furred rump, the roundness of it, the inviting curvature...Zaza was in the prime of his adolescence, or maybe just at the point where mating became more of a biological imperative, and he couldn’t resist it when it was offered to him, especially in the current context. The creature lowered his head, his angular snout brushing across one of Chopper’s cheeks, and the adult tensed up briefly before relaxing as Zaza dragged his maw towards the crack, pressing the pointed end of his mouth into the crevice. He wasn’t nearly as dexterous as Astra or anyone else, but he knew what he wanted to do; he stuck out his slimy tongue and dragged it up and along Chopper’s behind, right across his adult hole. He didn’t dance the tongue around in circles, nor try to shove it into Chopper’s hole-- he just wasn’t skilled enough for it. All he did was drag his tongue up, retreat, and then do so again, over and over.

At Chopper’s front, Astra grabbed the base of his cock and smeared the length back and forth over the mouse’s muzzle, until Chopper inevitably opened his mouth, willingly accepting him. The underside of Astra’s length slid across Chopper’s tongue and rubbed back and forth before the bear pushed forward, and a sigh escaped him as the heat of the stranger’s mouth enveloped his length. It was different than with Zaza, who’s tongue was decidedly thicker and slippier-- this one was nice and felt more precise. It rubbed around his cock, pushing towards the base before slipping around to the top to try and taste every inch, and Astra deliberately pushed his hips forward until his pelvis pressed tauntingly against Chopper’s nose, his fur tickling the adult’s nostrils. Astra hummed, relishing the sensation of spit and warmth around his cock, before he dragged his hips back, putting a hand on the top of Chopper’s head, until he was about halfway down. For a moment, the mouse looked up at him, before he closed his eyes and readied himself. After a moment or so, the bear thrust, and shivered with delight at the feeling of hilting in the adult’s mouth.

Behind the mouse, Zaza’s tongue had done the work of making sure Chopper was slick and ready; he’d only been at it a little under a minute, but with the amount of spit he had on his tongue, it was more than enough. He lifted his maw and raised his body, stomping both feet on the floorboards as he got into position. Chopper had no idea what was going on back there, but Astra was sure the adult could understand once he felt the weight of Zaza’s body on his back. The Utano hooked his slender front arms around the adult’s longer body, locking them in against his thighs, as Zaza’s large back-end squatted down slightly and lined itself up. A slippery, warm wetness, thanks to his turgid animal cock, messily dragged up and smeared pre-cum around the spit, before slipping up towards the small of the mouse’s back. It spurted little dribbles of fluid against the blue fur as Zaza humped, not quite finding the right angle, before he tugged back and tried again. Astra had to wonder why Zaza was having trouble, but guessed it might be because he wasn’t used to mountain another person...they themselves had only done it once or twice, and Astra was a lot smaller than Chopper.

Zaza eventually found his mark; the wedged end of his cock pushed and probed between Chopper’s cheeks and slipped lewdly around his entrance before it found purchase, and once the Utano felt the pressure of a hole against the head of his cock, he thrust, making a rumbling, groaning sound as he stepped one foot forward and bucked his hips, immediately spearing the entrance and slipping himself halfway in. Astra could see Chopper visibly clench up, a grunt coming from the mouse’s closed muzzle, but he didn’t recoil or push himself forward to accommodate it less; it made the bear wonder if Chopper had dealt with an Utano before, in some capacity.

Slowly, the cub leaned back, putting a hand on his hips to steady his arched back as he pulled himself back and then thrust, humping again against Chopper’s mouth, and he delighted in the way the other’s tongue cupped under his cock and held it there, cradling his length. When he rocked his hips to get some kind of rhythm going, the mouse’s tongue occasionally lifted and darted around, sensually scooping around his cock and making sure it was covered in warm spit before it settled back down, and though the occasional squirming forced Astra to slow, it was still nice. In front of him, Zaza kept awkwardly adjusting his body, shifting his feet and scuffling against the fur and wood until he settled, finding the right kind of angle, whilst remaining halfway inside Chopper’s behind. He rumbled, and Astra could see Chopper tense up again as the Utano’s body moved, and it was easy to guess he was burying himself deeper.

The creature eased into a similar rhythm as Astra, albeit slower and more purposed, and Astra had to admit, it was kind of hot to see the stranger positioned between them in such a way-- hotter still to think he was fucking someone alongside what he considered to be his best friend, maybe even a brother. His hips bucked with the growing pressure and warmth of his pleasure, and his young ears twisted to hear the noisy sounds of Zaza’s exotic cock slowly thrusting in and out of Chopper’s hole, who was taking it surprisingly easily. The Utano didn’t move with much vigour at first and kept his thrusts cursory, as if feeling how far he could go, but after a minute or two, he picked up speed only slightly and snorted through his nostrils, his tail thumping against the floor as he adjusted himself to get better purchase around the mouse’s hips. Chopper grunted again around Astra’s cock and the bear sighed with pleasure when the stranger seemed to put in a little more effort into pleasing him. Astra could only guess for himself, but he wasn’t fully aware that Zaza had bottomed out inside Chopper completely, and was able to press his slit to the other’s furred behind, what remained of his cock, barely half an inch of pink flesh, throbbing in the cool air. Dizzying spurts of pre-cum shot into the adult’s body and slickened the Utano’s movements, making their sex noisier and wetter.

Astra hummed, closing his eyes to delight in the feeling of having his cock sucked, whilst his hand raked and sank into Chopper’s hair. It was a little coarse but still had all the normal qualities of hair, and it was thick, too-- when Astra’s fingers met with Chopper’s actual head, his hand had all but vanished. He played with it for a bit as he rolled his hips and humped Chopper’s mouth before he pulled his hand back, combing through the hair with his fingers and laying it back on top the mop, between the mouse’s ears. Slowly, the boy leaned forward, picking up speed a little as his small balls bumped and squished against Chopper’s muzzle.

The bear inevitably moved his other hand the join the first, though he placed it further down Chopper’s body, more or less between his shoulder blades, but closer towards the back of his neck. He started to hump wildly, panting with the effort of thrusting his small hips, and his balls swung, slapping against Chopper’s chin thanks to the force of his pounding hips. He didn’t groan or huff, but instead sharply panted under his breath, like he was running from one end of the village to the other. His cock was slick with spit and a little pre-cum and Chopper groaned beneath him, stimulated by the Utano’s thrusting and, unbeknownst to Astra, turned on by the idea of being face-fucked by someone younger than him. Chopper was pincered between spiking waves of pleasure and delight and even he could feel them, despite his dulled connection; it was an incredible turn-on.

“Hah...” Astra let out a sharp exhale as he slowed, his thrusts irregular-- he was close. That telltale shudder that ran through him and the pressure in his loins was all too familiar for him to get it mixed up with something else. It was hard to tell if Zaza was getting close to his release, though he was definitely more vocal than Astra; he snorted, huffed and crooned with every other thrust, not even caring about keeping it quiet in the house despite Astra’s parents being in a room not so far away. The Utano plunged with gusto, but his movements remained slow, his humps nowhere near as fast as Astra’s own, even in the cub’s slowed state. The bear clenched his teeth, his face scrunching up as Chopper deliberately curled his tongue and pushed along the underside of his member, stroking his tongue back and forth, and that was enough to send him over the end. A tremor rolled through him as he picked up speed urgently, caring little for slowing down in just the short few moments he had.

With a final sigh and a mumble under his breath, the cub’s breath hitched in his throat and he pulled his hips back, turning rigid and tensing his body up. He hovered his cock about halfway in Chopper’s muzzle as his member twitched, and his young length felt way too sensitive to even consider pushing back in. Dribbles of seed oozed from his cock in little rivers, each pulse adding more globs to the pooling substance on Chopper’s tongue. When the adult flexed to swallow, Astra tensed and hummed, but it had already become less sensitive, and he sighed deeply as he pushed his cock forward, guiding it along Chopper’s tongue toward the back of his throat, where he let the remaining few throbs trickle off the end and straight down the man’s throat...or rather, as close as he could get.

He nestled there for a moment, eyes closed, bliss washing over his tired form, as he listened to Zaza’s eager humps-- it sounded so noisy, but he was sure it was how drippy the Utano could be, and he only knew that from experience. Chopper grunted every so often with the Utano’s rigorous thrusts, and Astra felt a little of impatience coming from Zaza as he picked up a little. Maybe he felt bad about taking so long or maybe he was just so eager to cum, but Astra didn’t ask; it didn’t seem appropriate.

After half a minute or so, Zaza abruptly let out a noise, a rumble coming from his throat shortly thereafter, and he picked up speed for only a handful of thrusts, before he abruptly stopped and pushed, potentially pressing deeply, though Astra couldn’t see. The Utano snorted, nostrils flaring, as he looked off to the side, and Astra could feel the adult mouse trembling slightly beneath him, exhaling sharp breaths through his nose against the bear’s crotch fur. Behind the stranger, his ring spasmed and gripped around Zaza’s climaxing cock, but there was no knot to plug, nor was he fully in him. Cum trickled out readily with just a slight tug back, and all of them heard the messy splatters of nut as it hit the furs, making the sound of something like a wet slap.

After a few moments of silence, Astra tugged back, sliding his cock from Chopper’s muzzle and withdrawing enough for him to rest back on his heels. Zaza clearly had no intention of moving for a while, keeping himself buried inside nicely as Chopper raised his head to the bear, meeting his gaze.

“Is he going to...?” Chopper glanced to the side.

“Give him 5 minutes,” Astra shifted, kicking his legs out from under him, and he spread them side as he leaned back and rested it against the side of his back, feeling the scratchy cloth against his neck. “Tell me more about the other places you’ve been. I wanna know!”

“Right now...?” Chopper grumbled.

“If you tell me, we could do...more stuff?” Astra grabbed the base of his half-limp dick and wiggled it left and right. Chopper looked like he was immediately smitten and bowed to the idea instantly.

“Okay...I know this one place...” Chopper began, and Astra sat forward to listen. He’d been wanting to do this all day; he was satisfied to finally get it.

The two talked way into the night, and did so much more than that...and by the time the morning rolled around, they lay in a messy heap on the floor, spent and exhausted, whilst Astra’s parents left them to their own devices. After all, they had already spoken to Chopper about the boy’s lineage, and understood the importance of a father spending time with their son. Astra and Zaza would likely continue out their childhood days after Chopper left Nuray again, never knowing they’d spent all night fucking their biological dad, or that they were half-brothers...

But one day, they might learn about it all and more.