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Not alone, having the help of his tribe and support from his mate, they were all standing before the home that was built for three in mind. \n\n”It’s done,” Moss said, the very words sent tingles through him. \n\n”And it looks perfect already,” Dusty said, placing his hand on the shorter bear’s shoulder. \n\n”Hehe. There’s still a bit more to do,” Moss said with a bashful chuckle. “But I didn’t think it would be done this quickly.” \n\n”I don’t think it would have if the others hadn’t helped,” the grizzly pointed out. \n\n”Yeah, I really owe them a lot,” Moss admitted. \n\nThanking them was only the first step of making it up to them. There was still hunting to do and when he was chosen for parties, the black bear worked harder than ever to bring back quality game, feeling a new sense of accomplishment in the job. He didn’t mind it as much now that was also able to fix up more things around the tribe. Starting with just his dwelling but helping out others with various things that needed to be repaired. \n\nFrom small objects to helping others repair other’s dwellings and shops, Moss was learning new things, adapting quickly and becoming a real asset to the small team of builders in the settlement, giving them even more hands to work with. They were just as grateful to have him on board. \n\n”You stick with us and we’ll make you a proper builder,” a stocky sloth bear said, giving Moss a firm pat on the back. \n\n”He’s got plenty of talent already,” another one of them spoke. \n\n”And you’ve got the right attitude too,” a rusty furred bear said. “A lot around here think they’re too good for this kind of work but come crying to us when something starts falling apart.” \n\n”We’ll teach you everything we know!” \n\nMoss found himself blushing as he was gathered with the other dedicated bears that handled building and repair projects. He didn’t have siblings but the black bear wondered if this was how younger brothers felt when being playfully hassled by their elder ones. Through his bashfulness Moss was also feeling determined to indeed learn from the group. \n\n“How was it?” Dusty asked when Moss came back. While the black bear was out learning the skills for his new line of work, Dusty decided to help out by decorating the interior. He felt it was the least he could do since Moss put in so much work building all of this. He already loved the expansion and greater amount of space available. The size of their dwelling previously was something he was satisfied with but perhaps an expansion had been overdue ever since Moss came to live with him… \n\n”It was great!” Moss said, still beaming as he sat down at the table. He grabbed an apple from the basket but didn’t eat it, instead rolling back and forth between his hands as he spoke, retelling of what he learned and how he was getting to know the other builders better. \n\n”I’m really glad that you’re finding something that makes you really happy,” Dusty said earnestly. “But…do you think you can put it on hold for just a bit?” \n\n”W-why?” Moss asked, looking up with concern. \n\n”Because…” Dusty paused and then smiled. “Because I’ve been wanting to take you out. It’s been a long time since our last outing.” \n\n”Oh… Oh!” Moss first felt relief then perked up. He hadn’t realized it himself but Dusty was right. It had been longer than he remembered since their last romantic outing. \n\n”I’ve already got the place in mind,” Dusty explained. “In fact I had been planning it all out when I noticed the dwelling was almost done. I decided that I wanted to do something to say ‘thanks.’ You had been working so hard and it had been so long since our last time.” The big grizzly was speaking quickly as he moved about the front area, finally able to speak about the things that had been on his mind. \n\n”Okay, okay,” Moss chuckled. “I think we’re long overdue.”\n\nFrom there the two let anyone who would be needing them know that they would be out for just about 2 days, taking some time to themselves. Once they were all cleared, the pair gathered all the appropriate things. Or more specifically Dusty had already readied most of the things they would need. Obviously he had been waiting for this chance for a while now. Moss grew all the more excited and followed the grizzly’s lead as they traversed through their settlement, making their way and into the woods but down the main path for a while. \n\n”So where are we headed this time?” Moss asked as he kept close to his enthusiastic mate. \n\n”It’s a surprise,” Dusty chuckled. “But you’re gonna love it.” \n\nMoss rolled his eyes but maintained a smile as he followed along with his humming partner, finding it hard to be annoyed when Dusty was in such high spirits. It was a pleasant day out, the greens of the forest becoming an array of oranges, reds, and yellows. A light breeze was in the air, slightly ruffling his black fur. Crunching beneath his sandals were the already fallen leaves. He much preferred fall over winter, of course not enjoying the cold that hung hard in the air or the requirement of wearing pants. And of course the winter season was the toughest for them, when the game would hibernate and the land became especially unforgiving. \n\nHe put all of that out of his mind when Dusty caught his attention, assuring him that it was just a bit further up ahead. Feeling excitement welling up in him, Moss followed to a clearing with the river running along it. There was a bridge that ran over it, leading into another section of the forest that was completely bathed in the colors of fall. The sight of leaves dancing in the breeze and smelling the sweetness of nearby berry bushes with ready, fully ripe fruit…all of it had Moss feeling instantly relaxed. \n\nThe two started to unpack. Moss took the chance to show off the skills he learned so far by putting together their large shared tent all by himself in a smooth and quick manner. “Wow! Look at you!” Dusty said as he stood in front of the finished tent. \n\n”Hehe. Anything that needs fixing, you’ve got me for that,” Moss bragged with a smirk, standing tall with his chest puffed out. \n\n“Oh, I’ll definitely keep that in mind,” Dusty said. “But how about we work together on getting some food?” \n\n”Sounds good to me!” Moss agreed, moving in time with his partner towards the river. \n\nTogether they hunted for fish, using their bare hands to reach into the rushing water, scooping the creatures out. Now that it was fall the waters were teeming with fish that were swimming about, looking to lay their eggs. And they were plump too. Just a few were all they needed to have a plentiful meal. In addition to the meat they had plenty of berries to pick fresh from the surrounding bushes. \n\nStarting a fire and cleaning out the fish so they could be cooked, the pair enjoyed the simple actions and the great outdoors, working together to make the meal complete, sitting next to each other and eating their fill just as the sun had begun setting, adding an extra element to the already eye-catching sight before them. \n\nDusty settled for about two fish and berries while Moss was still eagerly biting into the forth, letting out a deep sigh of relief as he sat back, feeling full and satisfied. Dusty couldn’t help but chuckle. “Had enough?” \n\n”I could maybe go for a bit more,” Moss admitted with a shrug. “Why do you think I should cut back?” The black bear asked, looking down at his plump gut. \n\n”I like you just the way you are, Moss,” Dusty said, leaning against his partner. “In fact I’m glad you’ve found something that makes you happy.” \n\n”Yeah, I am too,” Moss smiled. “And thanks for putting up with me during my little crisis.” \n\n”No problem,” the grizzly responded. \n\n”Dusty…how do you do it? How are you always this…immovable rock?” Moss then asked while looking into the fire before them. “You’re always so patient and know what to do.” \n\n”I’d say that it's because of you and Kit,” Dusty answered. “You and him give me the motivation. I put everything I have into scouting, making sure that things are safe for you guys and the rest of the settlement. That’s all I’ve ever wanted to do; keep you two and everyone else safe and happy in any way I can.” \n\n”You’re not just a mate. You’re also kinda like an older brother,” Moss pointed out. “Looking out for us. Supporting us. I wanna do the same. You shouldn’t have to worry about us.” \n\n”But I don’t,” Dusty said. “I know you two are capable. You’ve found something new about yourself and Kit is out working hard so he can control himself and get back to us.” \n\n”Yeah. How long do you think he’ll be out there?” Moss asked. He knew that Dusty really missed Kit. The grizzly bear always had a soft spot for the former human and he couldn’t say that he didn’t feel the same. So much had changed since he first met that new being that looked so strange; getting all the attention, becoming all that the settlement could talk about. Of course Dusty was the one to reach out to Kit. He could never leave someone in trouble like that to fend for themselves. That was the way Dusty was…\n\n”He shouldn’t be out for much longer,” Dusty said. “I can’t wait for him to get back.” \n\n”Well in the meantime you’ll have to settle for me,” Moss said as he reached his hand up. He caressed Dusty’s face, pulling the grizzly in to face him before leaning in to kiss him. \n\nMaintaining the lead, Moss pushed his tongue into the other bear’s mouth, giving him a taste of the sweetness from the berries. A small moan came from Dusty, at first taken by surprise but he quickly adjusted to this act, feeling the thick black bear tongue easing its way in, exploring the interior of his muzzle, spreading its warmth and flavor in a way that had him tingling. \n\nWaves of excitement started to race through them both, melting away the uncertainty that Moss had been feeling, letting it bleed away into something else that was spreading throughout him. Moans came from them both as they felt warmth as well, not just from the fire but the growing buzz coming from their closeness and growing sensuality. Both had their tongues clashing together, grinding and trading each other’s taste. \n\nMoss even went as far as to gently suck on Dusty’s tongue, really making the grizzly react. A chuckle came from the black bear as he continued to kick things up a notch, running his hands along Dusty’s body while keeping it up, feeling the rumbling growls that were rising from the bigger bear’s chest. He knew that Dusty was getting roused and he was feeling the same, letting out another chuckle upon pulling his mouth back and breaking the kiss. \n\n“It's just the two of us out here,” Moss said with a more sultry tone of voice. “We should take advantage of that.” While he was speaking, the black bear pushed his mate down onto his back, taking him by surprise. Like he had when bringing back those hunts, Moss was moving with the intention of paying back his mate for being so supportive. \n\n”So just relax and let me take care of you for once,” Moss said, his voice getting even lower while his hand was tracing up Dusty’s thigh. His touch ventured further up, sliding beneath his mate’s loincloth. Pulling it to the side brought the grizzly’s plump sheathe into view. Going for it, Moss eased his hand over the other bear’s crotch, starting by gently tracing over the pair of furry balls, easing its way underneath to palm them, rubbing back and forth while feeling the weight of the orbs. \n\n”Ooh…” Dusty groaned. Even that gentle touch was enough to make his body tremble. His action made Moss chuckle and he made the stroking more effective, keeping his motions simple while managing to coax out more soft hums and gasps. And with the growing arousal came the bulging of Dusty’s sheath, the opening giving way and allowing the tip of the ursine length to come free, being followed by the other inches that were rising. Coming out a good length and girth in equal measures, Moss felt his own chest thumping harder as the pink spire of flesh continued to rise, getting to full mast.\n\n”Heh. I missed this,” he said while leaning in. His nose picked up on the musk coming from Dusty’s crotch. His natural scent from the day’s events and their walk from the settlement. Moss responded to it right away. It was a smell he knew all too well and yet he never tired of it and was always struck with a rush. His mouth was already watering and he couldn’t help but hum. Lowering his head, Moss closed the distance and pressed his nose to Dusty’s balls, taking a moment to inhale the scent coming from them before he started to gently nuzzle, rubbing that aroma onto the fur of his face. If that wasn’t enough, he opened his mouth and gently started to lick over the twin orbs, sliding the wet muscle over the smooth brown fur. \n\nDusty continued to lay back on the grass, feeling the warmth from the fire and his own building arousal. Groans came from him in response to the tongue’s movements, how they were gently going back and forth, gradually wetting the fur of his sack, giving him even more warmth to enjoy. The warm puffs of breath and sounds of Moss’ own soft sounds of enjoyment…it was enough to make his shaft start to throb and with them came the first drip and ooze of precum… \n\nMoss acted right away, going up from the balls to run his tongue along the length of Dusty’s cock directly. He took the chance to feel the whole length with the oral appendage, going from base to tip, getting the taste of the shaft before the added flavor of fresh precum had slid over his taste buds, making him hum in delight. All the while Dusty had been moaning from the warm muscle sailing along his inches. \n\nMoss didn’t stop after getting to the dollop of precum that had just started to trail down from the tip. Easing up just a bit higher, the black bear wrapped his lips around and started to push his way down. Their eyes met as he started and Moss gave him a wink, smirking around the girth pulsing between his legs. \n\n”Oh, Moss…” Dusty hummed. They had both been so busy, preoccupied with their thoughts of Kit and duties to the tribe that they had neglected to spend some intimate time together. That was really being felt; his cock being more sensitive than usual, letting out more pre directly into Moss’ maw. \n\nAs he was being gently sucked on, Dusty was able to look around, taking in the peaceful atmosphere of the sunset-bathed autumn clearing. The sun was almost entirely below the horizon, making the sky a pretty pink-purple. By now he could tell the difference in the nearby campfire’s heat and the rush of need within him, the surges of lustful warmth that enhanced the lust.\n\nDusty looked back at the black bear just in time to see Moss: sunk down 3/4th of the way. Paused in place, Moss had seemingly waited for his partner to look at him. Once the eyes were back on him, the shorter but much chubbier bear pushed his head down, not just taking the rest of Dusty’s shaft but allowing it into his throat as well, making a muffled noise against the hard flesh that entered, feeling those same throbs against the walls of his windpipe. \n\n”Mmrrph!” Dusty let out something between a moan and growl, shaking from the increased pleasure. It hit him dead on, bringing about a tidal wave of additional sensations. The added heat, tightness, Moss’ tongue flicking and twirling all over the inches that weren’t stuffed down his throat… The black bear was acting right away. Like Dusty, Moss had also realized how long it had been since they were able to be truly close like this so he let those pent up feelings come to the surface. They guided him into taking the length deep past his lips, running his tongue all over to touch as much as he could while his throat was caressing the first inches, milking out more precum for him to drink down. \n\nThe pent up fluids came out in jets, coating the interior of Moss’ esophagus in its wet stickiness. Having his mouth all the way down on the erection, the black bear got the chance to take in even more of the grizzly’s musk. Upon inhaling, Moss would let out a muffled moan of approval. This was done in addition to everything else: moving his head up and down, twirling his tongue all over the hard inches, and the tighter hold of the throat as it slunk along his sensitive flesh. \n\nUpon pulling his mouth back, both were gazing upon the inches that were shimmering, glistening with saliva. Feeling pretty proud of himself, Moss continued to bob his head back and forth, putting more effort into the act as he repeatedly got the tip to slide into his lower throat, making the passage bulge a bit. It was a feeling he already loved, feeling the pounding in his chest becoming all the stronger. His mouth kept watering as his nose took in more of the addicting scent of his love, the flavor of precum being constant as it dripped and spurted from the other bear’s tip. \n\nThe more he did, the more precum he was fed. Drinking the fluid down had the heat traveling down into his stomach. Feeling glad that he hadn’t completely stuffed himself, the darker furred ursine kept up the motions, feeling the stronger motions against his tongue and oral walls. He accepted it all and wanted even more, reaching a hand between Dusty’s trembling legs to cup and caress his balls, feeling their weight and warmth. \n\nHaving his cock so lovingly sucked and his balls gently played with was making Dusty moan out all the more, his breathing hitching with another jolt would course through him. Meanwhile Moss continued to take in the musk and taste that clung to the length, being smeared about from all of the precum. The fluid helped him take it into his throat with greater ease and he felt the tip burrowing in further where it would be squeezed in a firmer hold. \n\n”M-Moss… I’m starting to get close…” Dusty groaned. Moss’ ears flicked but he kept going, keeping his muzzle moving without a pause when he would reach either the tip or base. The mix of his warm saliva and Dusty’s own precum kept his shaft heated and some of it was seeping down to his balls, which were still being played with in Moss’ hand. As more of that mixed substance trailed onto his sack, Moss used that as well to stroke and rub the balls with greater effectiveness and less friction, sliding the digits all over the churning orbs. \n\n”Oooah! H-here it comes, Moss!” Dusty’s words were laced with a deeper growl, his whole body tensing as the shroud of bliss came over him. He couldn’t help but make soft thrusts that had his cock reach further into his partner’s throat. Moss felt it swelling before the first thick ropes of pent up seed were fired, streaking the walls of his throat and giving him even more to swallow. Eagerly doing so, he felt the greater amount of heat flowing down towards his waiting stomach. Letting out moans of his own, he basked in the strong flavor while keeping up his suckles and grinds of his tongue, doing as much as he could to keep Dusty grunting and shooting, taking every drop that was fired past his lips… \n\nDusty sighed when he came down and felt Moss’ mouth slide off. He was still hard and his balls still had weight in the black bear’s hold, both signs that the grizzly could handle even more. Dusty could feel the lust still coursing through him, looking at Moss as he was swallowing the last of his load. \n\n”Come here you!” Dusty said playfully. Moss didn’t expect the other bear to get up so quickly or to lunge forward and pounce, pinning him down to the soft earth. Now it was the grizzly’s turn to lead and he knew exactly what he wanted. \n\n”Turn over for me,” Dusty said in a direct manner, already using his big hands to get Moss in the motion. Upon doing so, the grizzly went from facing his mate to having Moss’ big rump presented to him. Pulling the loincloth out of the way, he got a full view of the big wide mounds. Putting his hands on them, he groped and kneaded the plump cheeks, watching them jiggle as he moved them about. \n\n”S-stop playing around,” Moss stammered, feeling both embarrassment and arousal from the touching and playing with of his ass. There were times when he was feeling a bit self conscious about being shorter and plumper than the average bear in the tribe. \n\n”Why? You know how much I love this part of you,” Dusty said in a tone that made Moss bite his lip. The grizzly indeed stopped playing with his cheeks, instead parting them to expose the soft hole that was in between. \n\nOf course the bigger bear didn’t intend to just look. Drawing his tongue over his lips first, Dusty leaned in and used that same muscle to lap over Moss’ rim, starting from just above the taint and going upwards, getting a taste for the black bear’s own sweat and taking in his musky scent. Both made him own as he slowly ran along the twitching hole, leaving a trail of his wet and warm saliva behind. A gasp came from Moss at the same time, feeling the first wave of pleasure strike him just as the tongue lapped over his rim. Dusty did the same in reverse, going back down again, starting slow with the intention of teasing his partner, hearing the light sounds and feeling the shakes. \n\nSpeeding up over time, Dusty focused more on the rim itself, sliding up and down, coating the area in more layers of his warm spit, getting the area slicker while making it twitch all the harder. While doing that he savored the taste of Moss’ sweat and continued to huff his scent, feeling his shaft throbbing just from that alone. \n\nMeanwhile Moss couldn’t stop himself from making sounds in response to the actions. Dusty’s soft tongue was moving about in a controlled manner, giving him sensations that were prominent but not overwhelming. With every lick he was getting all the wetter back there and more excited as well. Wanting even more, he pushed back against his mate’s muzzle, having it sink even deeper in between his fat cheeks, gaining further arousal from feeling that instead of embarrassment. \n\nUnderstanding how Moss felt and wanting to take things further himself, Dusty proceeded to give a final a lick before centering his tongue, leaning in further as he started to push his way in, getting the rim to expand around the tip, gradually spreading out Moss’ tailhole gradually, further out until he was allowed inside and from there he continued to bury his length inside, seizing the chance to lap all over the other bear’s insides, twirling just like Moss had but this time he was leaving his saliva all over, running it along the smooth and soft lining, leaving it all the warmer and wet. \n\nRight away Moss’ hole started to clench down on Dusty’s tongue, showing him how tight the hole was. Eagerly, Dusty continued to lick, burrowing his tongue in further with the intent of covering as much area as possible, making Moss moan out all the louder. Both were fueled by their own respective feelings, wanting as much as they could get from each other, listening to the hums and moans, trading them back and forth as their breathing came out, laced with more arousal and drive for more. \n\nInserting the last of the tongue’s length, Dusty was moving his tongue as effectively as he could, being so close that his lips were pressed to the rim itself. In addition to the licking, Owen also gently suckled on the rim, giving added sensations that were making Moss moan out all the more. Doing so together left the receiving bear panting from that and the tongue’s rapid movements, feeling more of his depths being touched and then stretched. \n\nOf course all of this had Moss’ own length fully out of its sheath, throbbing and leaking. It was all so much and he was loving every second of it. His moans grew all the louder when Dusty’s tongue reeled back and pushed its way back in, pressing down on his prostate in the process. It made Moss dig his claws into the ground and arch his back a bit. Dusty felt that things had progressed perfectly and didn’t want Moss getting too excited. There was still plenty more that he intended to give. \n\n“How was that?” he asked when his muzzle was pulled back completely. He still had a grip on Moss’ butt, hungrily watching the freshly licked hole still wink. \n\n”Y-you’re such a tease,” Moss whined, the need being heard thick in his tone. \n\n”I didn’t want to push you too far,” Dusty explained. “There’s something else I wanna put in you.” \n\n”Oh yeah?” Moss asked while looking back. He started to deliberately sway his rump back and forth, knowing Dusty’s eyes were glued to it. “And what’s that?” \n\n”I’d rather show you than tell you,” Dusty said. As he spoke, his usual softer more even tone was becoming deeper as the more dominant side of himself was being roused and brought to the surface. “Just looking at you…I want you even more now.” \n\n”Well here I am,” Moss said. “But you better take me like the big, strong grizzly you are!” \n\nThat was all Dusty needed to hear. With a rumbling from his broad chest, Dusty raised himself up and got on top of Moss, mounting the other bear. A light groan came from Moss from his mate’s weight but he could handle it, shivering from the smooth brown fur that was sliding over his back, the grip on him that was firm from the start, feeling the hard tip poking about until it found the spot, sinking between his rump cheeks and further to his waiting tailhole. \n\nGripping his mate’s body tighter, Dusty huffed before the next push, feeling his cocktip sliding its way past the pre-licked rim, feeling it stretching around the start of his shaft. At the same time Moss could feel himself being penetrated all over again, but with something rigid and pulsing this time. The urge to ram his way in came about but Dusty continued to gently ease his way in, hearing his partner’s moans beneath him. \n\n”Dusty…” Moss moaned, feeling himself getting stuffed full of the bigger bear’s cock. The slick saliva still clinging to his walls and the fluids still coating Dusty’s length worked together to make the entry smooth enough that there was nothing but pleasure, allowing Dusty to insert all of his cock inside. \n\n“Oh, I’m just getting started, Moss…” Dusty said with a smirk. He waited a bit longer, giving them both time to adjust before he started to move, using his bulky legs to move his hips, humping his way into the tight and soft hole. He groaned right away from how the surroundings walls were clinging to him, keeping a smooth silky hold on his shaft, clinging when he could pull out. After so long since they last mated, this feeling was incredible and his body propelled itself, every fibre of him being in agreement. \n\nThe pair of bears shared moans as Dusty kept going, rolling his hips to pump his length repeatedly into Moss’ passage, further filling him up and touching deep already. The strokes were even, going back and forth along the hot walls, touching spots that made it all the tighter. Even as he was braced, Moss’ body was getting rocked by Dusty. He could even feel the force increasing as Dusty’s moans and growls were becoming all the deeper, its tone sending shivers down his spine. \n\n”You feel so good…” Dusty huffed. \n\n”Keep going,” Moss responded. “You’re so strong..!” \n\n”I can show you how strong…I [i]really [/i]am!” Dusty said, bunching his muscles just before surging ahead, using strength that shoved his cock in further and harder, making Moss cry out in response. \n\n”Fuck me…” Moss shook. \n\n”Doing the best I can,” Dusty responded. He chuckled and put even more weight down. “You’re just so soft and warm… I love it.” \n\n”Keep pushing like that…” Moss gasped. He needed more and started to push himself in the opposite direction, intending to get it as deep into him as he could manage. This made things all the better for both. Both felt their cocks throbbing with greater strength but Dusty’s shaft was pulsing and shooting precum inside, smearing it about, making Moss feel all the hotter inside. He could feel himself starting to sweat a bit, the heat from inside and the nearby fire were starting to get to him. \n\n”You’re aching for it, aren’t you?” Dusty asked. \n\n”Dusty…” \n\n”Aren’t you?!” Dusty repeated with more force. \n\n”Y-yes! Just fuck me harder, Dusty!” Moss caved. He was losing control of himself, currently a panting and trembling mess that could hardly dig his claws into the ground anymore. But the firm plunges of Dusty’s cock, the grinding of the bigger bear’s body on top of his own, and the smacks of the grizzly’s hips meeting his rump…all of it was making his heart race and his body respond in one way or another. He just basked in it all, letting Dusty take complete control and go wild on him. \n\nThe speed of the ruts became faster. With every pull and push came the wet noises of the fluid-coated cock sliding along, followed by the meaty thump of his balls knocking into Moss’. The way they were going at it and growling together, the pair could have been mistaken for ferals from a distance, lost in each other and the carnal desires blazing within their cores. \n\n”Y-you’re a beast…” Moss muttered when Dusty started to go even faster, the smacks of their bodies moving being at a rapid rhythm. This had Moss’ prostate bombarded and the shocks of added pleasure had him stunned, nearly drooling on himself. He wasn’t sure how much more of this he could stand. His ass was constantly clenching on the pistoning shaft, the walls getting closer put even more pressure on his prostate, making things all the more intense. \n\nInstead of responding, Dusty dipped his head down, opening his mouth and taking Moss’ scruff into his jaws, keeping a firm hold on it, growling around the warm fur as he pumped hard enough to rock them both. The next plunge of his cock was enough to make Moss cry out again. Beneath the chubbier bear’s belly were the spurts of his own seed, jetting out from the tip, marking his pelt in the heat and stickiness. As he sprayed his seed, his hole started to constrict even more than before, causing Dusty to almost aggressively snarl around the scruff in his mouth. \n\nThis was enough to get Dusty over the edge as well. He continued to roughly jam his way into Moss’ depths, powering his way through the much greater tightness until things came to a head, ending with him snarling deeply against Moss’ scruff before his cock swelled. Against the firmly hugging walls, his shaft started to shoot out the rest of his balls’ contents. His sack pulled up and began to empty itself into Moss, pouring its hot, viscous contents into the other moaning bear, giving him even more warmth to take in. \n\nEven when it was all over, Dusty remained on top, his biting turning into gentle licks after releasing the scruff. “Oh…I love you, Moss.” \n\n”I love you too, Dusty…”\n\nSlowly Dusty pulled his length free and eased up onto his knees. “Turn over again for me, Moss.” The black bear complied, grunting a bit as he went from lying on his stomach to his back, showing the mess of cum that was still clinging to his belly. “Now just hold still,” Dusty said as he held his cock, which was still partially out of his sheath. He pointed it and grunted, then letting out a sigh as urine started trickling out at first before becoming a much stronger stream. \n\nFirst he was marking Moss’ belly, using the fluid to clean away the mess of cum, watching the seed get washed from the black bear’s dark pelt. Once the majority was washed off, Dusty leaned in and continued to urinate, pouring the stuff onto his mate, putting more pressure on his bladder to go further than the stomach, splashing over Moss’ chest, neck, and then over his face as well. His intention was to douse his mate completely in his scent, watching as the black pelt was getting soaked. \nShifting his hips and angling with his hand, Dusty was doing the best he could to cover Moss as much as he could for as long as his stream would last. Moss received all of this, feeling a sense of comfort from the urine that was getting all over him. Smelling the fresh mark of Dusty on him, he let himself get bathed in the stuff, letting out sounds in response, feeling the heat from the freshly released liquid clinging to him. He inhaled the rich odor rising from his own body, becoming a bit excited all over again. With a few more grunts and pushes from Dusty, the stream died down again into just dribbles. \n\n”There…” Dusty sighed again, looking down at his soaked partner and also recognizing the strong smell of himself. \n\n”That was a lot,” Moss commented. “But I’m not the only one who’s gonna be marked!” His tone shifted to a playful one as he finished speaking. He heaved himself up to his feet, standing up while Dusty remained kneeling, looking up at the heavier set bear as he also gripped the length that slid back out from its sheath. \n\nMoss had to do more pushing, coaxing the fluids stored in his bladder through his system. When it started rushing through him and his length, Moss exhaled when it came pouring out of his tip. Relieving himself after sex made it feel so much better. It came out strong from the beginning, pouring down into Dusty. The hot fluid struck the bigger bear, having with it a strong aroma that was linked to Moss in particular, being used to lay claim on Dusty, just as the other bear had done for him. Still feeling warm and wet, having some of his pelt dripping, Moss took it upon himself to thoroughly mark his partner. \n\nStriking his chest and going up to his neck, wetting and soaking into the fur, having its warmth that was spreading over the skin beneath the brown furred bear’s denser pelt. Moss started to move the stream about, aiming to cover more area while Dusty remained in place to be urinated on, letting it wash over him. It moved higher to wash over his face, running over his nose and between his eyes. Dusty felt it pouring him and down his back like a waterfall before Moss aimed down again to cover more of Dusty’s body. \n\nAll the while he was very much enjoying the pleasure of just letting the piss flow from him, draining the bladder that was fuller than he thought it would be. The feeling of urinating combined with the urge to mark his mate were a perfect match, keeping him going and covering more of the grizzly: Dusty’s stomach, arms, legs, and crotch were all bathed in his mark just as the stream started to weaken. He let the rest come out and sighed again.\n\n”That was good…” Moss sighed and watched Dusty stand up. The bigger bear got close and leaned in to kiss him, taking the lead this time with his tongue, having Moss moan and melt into it, clashing his tongue with the grizzly’s while their wet bodies were also starting to grind together, further mixing the aromas of their natural marks. \n\n”Yeah…” Dusty agreed. “But maybe we should take a bath?” \n\n”Fine…” Moss relented. By now it was night and the stars were out as Dusty led the way to the river where they could clean up. They would have the fire and each other to keep warm as their pelts dried, being the last thing to do before they would go to sleep…\n\n\n\nAfter so many days of training together, the group was finally on their way back to their respective homes. They had ventured down the hill and headed towards the forest that the united clans called home. Kit could hardly believe that he was finally heading back home. In fact there was a shared excitement among them as they walked, retreading the path they had walked before. Instead of the healthy dark greens of summer, the forest had been repainted in hues of orange, red, and yellows. Leaves were coating the forest’s floor, some of the trees were already looking bare and the very air itself was carrying a fragrant spiciness. Kit was able to breathe it in fully without becoming overwhelmed, recognizing various elements such as the fertile earth and ripe berries still attached to bushes. \n“I can’t believe it's finally over,” Bowie said, walking just behind Kit. “We can all finally go home.” \n\n”I bet you’ve been really missing it,” Vozz said, keeping time with the fox. \n\n”And you haven’t been missing your home?” Bowie responded. \n\n”Of course I have,” Vozz countered. “I uh… I’m just taking in the scenery before I go back in the dark, y’know?” \n\n”You act as if you’re deep underground 24/7,” Bowie said, reaching out as he walked to snatch some berries from a bush, popping one of them into his mouth and humming from the flavor. \n\n”I might as well have been,” Vozz continued, holding his hand out and Bowie gave him a few berries. “I didn’t really get out much before I had to leave. I actually liked being on my own in the dark but… I’m the tribe leader’s grandson. So aren’t I’m supposed to do great things?” \n\n”You should just do what you want,” Boreas butted in, sounding a bit bored. \n\n”Huh, I agree,” Bowie added. “I’m not anyone that special in my tribe. I just help Wiks out at the inn.” \n\n”I remember Wiks,” Kit said, being reminded of the grey furred fox that had run the inn. He seemed rather stoic and plain-speaking, even more than Largo. But it was impressive watching him run the inn all on his own. “Is he your friend or…” \n\n”He’s basically an older brother to me. To the point that he doesn’t mind if I call him my actual brother. He took me in when I was young. I do feel like I should do something to pay him back. Just like you, Vozz. But I know Wiks wouldn’t want that. He will want me to do what feels right for me,” Bowie said then he smiled. “So it’s a good thing I really like working with him in the inn!” \n\n”At least you know what you want to do,” Vozz groaned, giving Bowie a playful shove. \n\nKit looked back at the two. He could remember when they first met Vozz. When he was so quiet and closed off towards the rest of them. And now he was joining in on the conversation, playing bantering with Bowie, giving input on the various ideas that Bowie was listing off. \n\nEven Boreas, the panda that had been the most harsh of them all, making it clear that he didn’t want to be there with them or interact with the rest in any way…he was even smiling as he listened to the smaller guys going back and forth. \n\n”What about you, Boreas?” Kit asked, making everyone else look his way. \n\n”Me? Oh I’m going back to the capital, to my mate and my post,” the panda said with a smile of his own. \n\n”The capital, huh?” Kit asked with curiosity. \n\n”Oh, yes,” Perch said. “Our settlement is just one of many and at the center of it all is the grand capital of the bear’s territory. Even our own settlement leader, Beric, has to answer to the council there.” \n\n”That means he would be answering to me,” Boreas declared braggadociously. \n”You work in the capitol?” Kit asked. \n\n”Well, I’ve delivered a few messages. Or passed them on towards the capitol. Look, I’m somewhere in the chain of command!” the panda insisted, still having a smile on his face instead of becoming frustrated. \n\nAs the other laughed, Kit suddenly felt a wave of something else overtake him. He then realized that they were going to be separating, going their separate ways one by one. They were all so different, even he and Boreas, all having their own lives, duties, and people around them that would keep them busy. Boreas and Bowie seemed to already have their roles decided while he and Vozz were still trying to figure that out. The raccoon had a legacy looming over him but Kit had nothing like that. \n\nHe showed up out of nowhere with no memories of his origin. Even now he still didn’t know. But he did know that the bears took him in and through a series of events he became one of them. After all this time and trials, he was at least ready to be among them again. Just knowing that he would be seeing Dusty and Moss again very soon…it was making all of his steps lighter. \n\nOn the same day that they ventured out, they managed to reach the Nocturnal’s Tribe, venturing into the underground cavern network illuminated by crystals glowing from some kind of energy. Their return was met with cheers and celebration. They gathered around Vozz especially and he embraced them instead of shying away, even calling out to those he knew, expressing how glad he was to be back. \n\n”Vozz!” the tribe leader Terant appeared, hugging his grandson when he ran up to greet him. “It's wonderful to see you and all of your…” \n\n”Friends,” Vozz labeled. Hearing that made the older raccoon beam. \n\n”It’s wonderful to see you and all of your friends back in one piece!” Terant said with a warm chuckle. “Please, you must rest yourselves. It's already late.” \n\nReady for them was a small festival of sorts, having plenty of food and entertainment. Plenty were talking with Vozz, wanting to hear about the things he experienced while gone. Perch was there to do retelling as well, the two having plenty gathered around listening. \n\nKit took the chance to rest after all of that walking, feeling glad for Vozz but also sad knowing that they would be moving along soon and he wouldn’t be going the rest of the way with them. Little by little the group would dwindle until it would be just three… \n\n”Vozz?” Kit eventually got to ask when the raccoon was free from all the questions from his fellow tribemates. \n\n”Hey, Kit,” the raccoon responded. “What’s going on?” \n\n”Oh, I just wanted to ask…” the bear paused, hoping his question wouldn’t ruin the mood. “You know this is a goodbye in a sort of way?” \n\n”I know…” Vozz admitted, his tone going back to how it usually was, more quiet and subdued. But then the smaller male brightened as he looked up at the bear. “But I’m also happy to be back home. And I’ve come so far and learned so much. I don’t have to worry about losing control. So…once I figure out what to do, I can put my all into it.” \n\nKit nodded and smiled, feeling something welling up within him as well. “I’ll try and do the same.” \n\n”I’m sure we’ll both be busy, but we can try to visit each other. I’ll at least send you letters,” Vozz offered. \n\nAfter another night and saying their proper goodbyes to Vozz and the Nocturnal’s Tribe, they were continuing with one less person in their party. And the next step was the Fox Tribe, being the cause of Bowie’s excitement. With the much shorter distance between the two tribes, the group managed to get there during the afternoon after starting that morning. \n\n”I can’t wait to get back home,” Bowie expressed, clearly in high spirits.As the fox talked about the things he missed, Kit couldn’t help but feel a pang of bitterness. He knew that Bowie was just eager to return to the place he came from but at the same time the fox made it seem like he was very eager to leave them behind. \n\nLike in the Nocturnal’s Tribe, they were met with a roarus welcome, many gathering around Bowie and asking him how things had been but this time Kit was approached by a pair that made him perk up. It was Wroh and Marx. The pair of bigger burlier foxes greeted him at once and Kit managed to forget about how he had been feeling before. The pair asked Kit if he was up for more hunting but the kodiak bear declined, remembering what happened last time. \n\n”But it is really good to see you two again,” Kit said to them. He too explained what he had experienced while the two listened with intrigue. \n\n”So you’re all good now?” Marx asked, to which Kit nodded in confirmation. \n\n”That’s good, because we’d hate for you to be in some kind of trouble,” Wroh agreed. “And we still feel like we owe you for that.” \n\n”You guys don’t owe me. I just stepped in to protect you guys,” Kit told them. “I just wish things turned out differently.” \n\n”Yeah, sorry you had to go through that,” Marx said. “We didn’t ask how you felt about that.” \n\n”I think…I’m past it now,” Kit said. He still had some regret about the way things turned out but the weight wasn’t as heavy as it previously had been. \n\n”And you’ve certainly come back stronger,” Wroh chuckled, playfully punching the bear in the arm. “Try not to be a stranger from now on.” \n\n“I’ll write to you,” Kit said, having the idea from Vozz. \n\nEventually Kit needed some time to himself. Though he was happy to see Bowie, Marx, and Wroh, the bear was still wrestling with those feelings of having to say goodbye to them again. The closer he got to home the more it started to sink in for him. Sure he would be able to write to them and see them but it wouldn’t be as often as his own fellow tribemates. And as time would pass there was no guarantee they would remain as closely bonded as they are now. \n\nMingling with that knowledge was this shame towards himself, for not being truly happy for his friends that had come this far and would be able to live their lives without issue. Perhaps it wasn’t just that he was going to miss them..? \n\nThe sound of approaching footsteps caused him to look back, seeing that it was Perch. \n\n”Kit, you’re out here all alone,” the brown bear said. \n\n”I just…needed a bit of time to myself,”Kit responded, looking out into the woods that were the same as those back home. The fox tribe was the closest to the bear’s, practically sharing the same region. It just showed him how truly close to the end he was. \n\n”You know I’m always looking out for your best interests,” Perch said in a kind tone that made Kit turn around to face him. \n\n”It's just… Everyone’s going back to where they came from. And that means we’ll be apart. It's not like Moss and Dusty that will be in the tribe with me. I know we can still see each other from time to time and even write but I just have this feeling…” \n\n”I know what it's like,” Perch said. “I have a lot of friends in the other tribes and I feel that we don’t see each other as often as we should. With factors like distance and duties, seeing each other every day just isn’t possible. Everyone plays their part within their respective tribes. In doing so we’re able to help ourselves and each other, to maintain the peace between us and our friendships. And I assure you Kit, they will last.” \n\n\n\n\nKit was feeling much better when the time came to leave the foxes, saying goodbye to the friends he made but with his head held high and with a genuine smile on his face. The kodiak bear could tell that Bowie was sad to see him go. So he really wasn’t the only one that felt that way. He figured but actually seeing it for himself…\n\nUpon their leave it was just down to the bears. Perch, Largo, Kit, and Boreas. And it was the panda that would be departing next. With the fox and bear tribes so close it was much longer when Boreas was going ahead of them. \n\n”I don’t see a point in lingering. I wanna get back to my mate and post as soon as possible,” Boreas said firmly. But then he smiled at them. “But thanks for the help. I uh…hope I wasn’t too difficult. You really helped me a lot. All of you.” \n\n”And we were happy to do so, Boreas,” Perch responded. \n\n”Yeah well…” Boreas said, turning around. “I’ll be seeing you!” he started to run ahead but then turned to the right instead of continuing down the well trodden path that would take them back to the settlement the trio came from. \n\nKit could very much understand Boreas’ actions. He was very much feeling the exact same way. Knowing that Moss and Dusty were so close…his whole body felt alight with excitement and longing. From summer to fall. An entire season had come and gone since he last saw them and the amount of time without seeing their faces…it hit him at once. \n\n”Well, let’s not wait any longer,” Perch said. He could sense the kodiak bear’s excitement and got them to move forwards, now all heading in the same direction. \n\nMoss and Dusty had just returned from their own getaway, still carrying the greater closeness after multiple days of it being just them, able to get as close to each other and stay that way for as long as possible. But now they were back in the settlement with their things and walking into the dwelling. \n\n”That was some trip,” Moss said as he put his things down in the front area. \n\n”And we’ll most certainly do it again soon,” Dusty agreed but then he paused, sniffing at the air, picking up on the scent of someone else. It was strong and fresh, leading to the back of their dwelling. Moss stiffened as he picked up on it too and they grew quiet, Dusty instinctively getting in front of his partner as they both crept towards the back of the dwelling where the sleeping area was. \n\nDusty let out a protective growl when he burst in, lunging ahead. Something big pushed against him, making him fight all the harder while Moss backed him in. \n\n”Whoa! Dusty! Moss! It's me!” the very familiar voice made them stop right away and actually look at the “intruder.” \n\n”K-Kit?” Dusty asked as he looked the other bear up and down. \n\n”Kit! W-when did you get here?!” Moss asked him. \n\n”Uh, just now. I thought you two would be here,” Kit explained with a small blush. “I wasn’t trying to surprise you or anything. I just noticed that the dwelling’s been finished. It looks-” \n\nHe was interrupted by the pair of bears all but tackling him, making him fall back onto the bed that was much bigger and also reinforced to hold their combined weight. They started to nuzzle against him, talking at once about how much they missed him and Kit did his best to embrace them both. \n\n”We didn’t recognize you at first,” Dusty explained. “You have a different smell.” \n\n”And you’ve gotten even bigger too,” Moss pointed out, reaching out to touch Kit’s exposed chest between his vest, feeling the muscle the bear packed. \n\nKit hadn’t noticed it himself. All of that time training dutifully had its use beyond giving him control of his own instincts and senses. “So, uh…did you two miss me?” he dared to ask, getting a pair of exasperated expressions in response. \n\n\n“Did we miss you?” Dusty repeated. His tone was different now: deep and full of need. The grizzly had his hands on the kodiak’s shoulders, feeling a rush of so many feelings. Of how much he had missed Kit, disbelief that the human-turned-bear was back and right in front of him. And just as strong as that was the need to just get close to Kit. \n\nKit was feeling it too. Finally in front of his mates again… He felt a similar surge of things. There was so much he wanted to ask them, so much he wanted to tell them. With his keen sense of smell, Kit could pick up on the lingering odors of sex coming from Dusty and Moss, having their scents of each other. It was rousing him, making him realize how truly long it had been. Long enough for him to be lacking any trace of them on him. By now that want to be marked had come natural to him. It had felt right when he was human, but as a bear with a whole new set of instinctual wants and needs… \n\nHe was grateful for the extensive training he went to gain control of himself. If not it, he would have thrown himself right onto Dusty.They could talk about everything they experienced without each other later. What he truly needed was crystal clear to him. \n\n”I need you two. [i]Now[/i]…” Kit said with meaning and vulnerability. \n\nDusty acted just after hearing that, all but crashing his muzzle into Kit’s. The grizzly's tongue was wedging its way past the kodiak’s lips, making Kit moan. Taking Dusty’s familiar flavor, the bigger bear was starting to melt already. Letting Dusty take control, Kit felt the other bear’s tongue moving about, grinding roughly against his. Embracing and joining in, Kit and Dusty were moaning into each other’s mouths, their tongues wrestling in an almost desperate manner. \n\nAdded warmth and wetness spread throughout Kit’s muzzle. Wanting as much as he could get, his tongue moved in time with Dusty’s. His arms wrapped around to hug the other bear close. Between them the wet sounds of their tongues lapping and the small suckles could be heard along with their moans. When they pulled away, Kit could feel that his lips and the fur of his chin were wet. Dusty was panting as he pulled away and Kit could feel his own heart thumping heavily in his chest, but he wasn’t done. \n\n”Moss…” Kit called. \n\n”Why am I always second?” the black bear complained. But there was a smile on his face that made Kit’s chest flutter. He missed that too. \n\n”Shut up and kiss me…” Kit almost growled as he reached out and pulled the shorter bear. \n\nMoss had apparently been ready for this because his tongue darted into Kit’s mouth, going in deep and moving with force but not aimlessly. Even if he was smaller, Moss assumed control as he moved his thick tongue about, spreading the warmth of his saliva and taste of him within the other bear’s mouth. This time Kit let himself be more submissive, letting the tongue move about and responding with softer licks against and suckles against it. \n\nMoss was the one pressing himself even closer, having their lips firmly locked and a bit of drool running down both chins. Standing on his tiptoes, Moss was moaning deeply into Kit’s mouth, letting out heavy pants that were puffed from his flaring nostrils. \n\nFrom all of this, Kit of course felt his lower half responding: his sheath swelling and his length easing its way out. The rush of need that came over Kit was way stronger than he expected it to be, making him grunt and push against Moss, making his erection rub against the black bear’s thigh. When Moss pulled back, his and Kit’s tongue remained connected for a bit from a thick string of saliva. \n\n”Well you’ve certainly got the same taste,” Moss said, wiping the drool from his chin. “But let's do something about that smell of yours…” \n\n”I remember when you were the smallest of us,” Dusty said as he got in close again. \n\n”You don’t mind it, do you?” Kit asked. He too could remember how the bears used to tower over him. And now he was the biggest of them. But aside from his sheer height, Moss still had him beat in terms of thickness and having a bigger belly while Dusty’s muscles were more defined, showing even through his thick brown pelt. \n\n”We love you no matter what form you take,” Dusty said. He then gasped from the hands that were on his chest. After looking, Kit just had to feel the grizzly’s body, the bulk that lay beneath the pelt. His touching moved to the bear’s pecs, groping them and directly teasing the nipples, making Dusty groan. \n\nLeaning in even closer, Kit’s stronger nose had picked up on Dusty’s scent and he closed the remaining distance between them, ducking his head down to press his nose against the grizzly’s underarm. Dusty lifted his arm more, giving Kit access to the area. Right away, Kit took a deep breath from the area, directly inhaling his male’s potent earthy scent. He moaned as its effects coursed through him, bringing comfort and increased arousal. \n\nHe moaned while rubbing his nose into the warm cleft of Dusty’s pit, making the area damp from exhaling, doing so after every sniff. Taking in as much as he could, Dusty was letting the aroma take hold. He started to rub more of his face against it, desiring to be marked in the aroma of his mate. \n\n”Kit…” Dusty chuckled from the tickling sensation but he kept himself steady and let Kit get his feel. It was pretty clear to him that the kodiak had missed this, seemingly trying to take in all that he had missed all at once. Feeling the puffs of warmth against his underarm, Dusty could feel himself growing all the more excited. \n\n”I bet you missed this, huh?” Dusty asked. Kit’s response came out muffled but it made Dusty smile all the same. \n\nStill rubbing his face into the musky space, Kit got as much of it on his muzzle as he could, getting a taste of the musk that was on his lips. That got him to just open his mouth and get more of that flavor directly. His broad tongue ran itself along Dusty’s pit, pushing it in deep and combing through the thick fur. As he collected the flavors of his mate, Kit could hear Dusty’s small gasps, how they were becoming more titillated in tone. \n\n”My turn,” Moss said, getting the brown furred bears to perk up. “Come on, Dusty. You’re hogging him.”\n\n”Right,” Dusty said, easing off and letting Kit return to the black bear. Moss had sat himself onto the bear and slipped his sandals off. “Remember these?” he said, referring to his feet which, like the rest of him, were thick and visibly a bit dewy with sweat. Kit was drawn to them right away, getting down on his knees and taking hold of them. \n\nHe lifted both feet up, pressing his face against both, rubbing against them. The soft fur grinding themselves against the warm soles was also marked in the distinct smell of them at the same time. Kit moved his head and pressed his nose directly against of them and breaked in the heavy scent coming from it, letting out a deep sigh when he exhaled. \n\n”Hehe. Same old Kit,” Moss said as he watched Kiss mark himself in the scent of his feet. Whether human or bear, Kit just couldn’t get enough of their smells. That neediness was very familiar. Moss felt his heat and cock beating at the same time, both a direct result of the kodiak bear’s actions. \n\nMaking use of his much stronger ursine nose, Kit was taking in lungfuls of the heavy funk of Moss’ feet, letting the rush come over him like before. Distinctly smelling of the wide, soft bodied black bear, Kit just couldn’t get enough of it. Keeping his nose full of the soles’ musk of course led to him wanting a taste. \n\nHe licked on the feet slowly, making sure that Moss could feel his tongue dragging along. The slower motion also assured that he was getting a full taste of the sweat that clung to the dark pads and the damp foot fur. Going from the sole to the heel, Kit’s tongue slid up and down, giving the left footpaw plenty of attention and then doing the same for the right one. He kept doing this until both were all wet and the smell of Moss’ soles were clinging firmly to his own fur. Once done, Kit leaned back and looked up at Moss. \n\n”Good. Now that you’ve got our scents, it's our turn to get yours,” Moss said. \n\nThe next thing Kit knew, he was the one sitting on the bed with his loincloth off and the other two bears kneeling before him, having their muzzles closed in his erection. Fully out of the sheath and pulsing with strength, Dusty and Moss were now the ones taking the kodiak bear’s scent, breathing in the musk that was radiating from his crotch. \n\nThey outstretched their tongues and made contact with the kodiak bear’s cock. Together, Moss and Dusty started to lick the shaft from either side, going from the base to the tip and back down again, giving Kit’s erection their full attention. Now it was their turn to show how much they had been missing their other mate and his own unique scent, being a mix of bear while having added unique elements that they couldn’t find on any of the other bears. \n\nWorking in tandem, Moss and Dusty were licking Kit’s cock up and down, getting Kit to moan out as they collected the taste of his musk and the precum that was leaking down from his tip. Staying to one side, they were making the other bear’s cock all the wetter from their combined saliva, giving more pleasure as they were grinding directly against the sensitive, pulsing flesh. \n\nDusty kept licking at the cock, taking over as Moss moved down to first nuzzle against Kit’s balls. While Kit had shaft that was a bit longer than average, the kodiak bear was packing a pair of plump furry balls that Moss took the chance to sniff before he started licking, treating himself to the flavor of them as well, letting out hums from the tang that spread across his taste buds. \n\nTheir actions were making Kit groan all the louder. In turn his noses were fueling them. As his cock was still being lavished with more licks, Kit’s balls were given the same treatment, caressed by Moss’ thick tongue, made both warm and wet with saliva. \n\n”Oh, guys…” Kit panted, watching the two work, keeping himself as still as he could to not interrupt them and the pleasure. \n\nWatching one service his cock and the other really start to suck on his balls, Kit’s moans grew all the deeper. His precum was coming out in thicker amounts, being collected by Dusty’s tongue, making him hum from its flavor. Moss’ direct stimulation of his balls caused them to churn all the harder, in turn giving Dusty more to collect.\n\nFeeling himself getting close to his limit, Kit called for the two to stop as he gripped his own cock and stroked it rapidly, pushing himself all the closer to his end point. Moss and Dusty kept themselves close, having their hands in between the kodiak’s spread legs. \n\n”Aaah! Nnggh!” Getting to that point, Kit released his cum, having the heavy loads rain down onto the grizzly and black bear’s faces. Dusty and Moss were more than happy to receive their mate’s cum and the musky scent that was coming with them, letting it spill onto their muzzles and faces, enjoying both the heat and stickiness that clung to their pelts. Kit looked down at them, watching their faces get all the messier until the last rope of his cum jetted out, leaving Dusty and Moss coated from their faces to their chests. \n\n“You really didn’t think I would return the favor?” Kit asked, having the positions changed entirely. He was now the one on his knees, both hands groping at Dusty and Moss’ crotches respectively. \n\nHe was giving some rubs to their balls, taking the chance to feel how heavy and full of seed their sacks were before moving his hands up to properly take hold of their erect and throbbing shafts, using the precum already smeared along the underside of their lengths, Kit began to pump them up and down, sliding his hands over their inches, getting more of the precum smeared over his palms. \n\nGetting into a steady rhythm, he gave the two equal amounts of attention, stroking their respective inches, going from tip to base, smoothly gliding thanks to all of the precum that was still leaking out, spreading all over his hands and producing a stronger scent that had his nostrils flaring still. He listened to their moans, looking up at their pleasured expressions. \n\n”I remember when I could barely grip these…” Kit said, pausing the stroking to run his thumbs along the tips, drawing in slow circles. \n\n”I think I like this more…” Moss groaned as he started to thrust into Kit’s hand, pumping back and forth against the stroking motions. The pace sped up for both, giving them even more pleasure, causing them to moan louder in return. Once he started, Kit couldn’t stop himself from jerking them, keeping it all going while feeling his hands getting all the slicker, the excess dripping down his wrists and onto the floor. \n\nEven if Dusty wasn’t thrusting like Moss was, Kit could recognize the grizzly’s enjoyment, hearing his more vocal moans, feeling the stronger throbs in his hand. By now it was all too easy for him to keep jerking them, giving more squeezes and other ways to tease and make them gasp. He knew they weren’t going to last for much longer but he kept the pace going, letting the pleasure build further, seeing no need to rush them into their climaxes. \n“Just let it all out…” Kit encouraged them. \n\n”Oh fuck!” Moss groaned, being the first to reach his limit, thrusting against Kit’s fist a final time before he came. Kit was given the same treatment, feeling the ropes of Moss’ cum raining down onto his face. He moaned the moment the sticky loads made contact with his fur, bringing its distinct scent with them. Dusty followed right after, groaning as he too released his cum. Jets of the thick seed flew out and came down heavily on Kit’s neck and chest, giving the other bear more of that warm and sticky sensation. \n\n“Wow…” Kit panted as he let go of their cocks. “I missed this more than I thought I would…” \n\n\nThey were out in the forest, bathing themselves in the waters of the stream, cleaning the seed from their pelts. Kit truly felt at home again, remembering the times before when he was washing himself in these very waters. Though it was a bit chilly that night from the fall weather, Kit’s pelt had him feeling comfortable, even while wet. So busy with cleaning himself he didn’t notice Dusty and Moss wading up to him. \n\n”Hey, Kit,” Moss said, making the kodiak look their way. “This oughta make you smell like us.” \n\nStanding side by side, the grizzly and black bear were gripping their lengths, pointing them towards Kit before they both groaned, letting loose streams of their hot and musky urine. It struck Kit’s already wet body but he could feel the heat sinking into his pelt, and the combined smells of the other ursine’s mark rising into his nose. He shuddered and kneeled down into the water, letting the two stand over him and cover more area. \n\nThe force of their streams were cleaning away the seed that Kit hadn’t gotten to yet, replacing the sticky globs of ursine cum with the hot and fragrant soak of bear piss that Kit welcomed. He got showered in two streams at the same time, and it was making him excited rather quickly. With his body growing all the warmer and their strong marks flooding his sensitive nose, Kit started to pant from the rush. \n\nMoss saw that and took the chance to aim his stream inside of the other bear’s mouth, pouring his liquid musk right over Kit’s outstretched tongue and down his throat from him gulping it down. Receiving it with just as much enthusiasm, Kit was savoring its taste, now feeling the warmth spreading from within as well. Moss came in close enough that he was able to wrap his lips around the tip, gulping down the rushing fluid directly while Dusty was still pissing on the rest of his body. He could still feel it cascading over his pelt before rushing down into the water. Every drop from the two were taken and he listened to them sigh before easing back. \n\n”There,” Moss said with enthusiasm. “Now you smell like us.” \n\n”Then I should make you two smell like [i]me[/i],” Kit proposed as he stood up, taking the grizzly and black bear by surprise but then they looked excited and sunk down to their knees as Kit rose up. \n\nThe kodiak had a sudden urge to relieve himself, combined with the more instinctual want to mark his mates. Having a hold on the portion of his cock that slid from his sheath, Kit let out a sigh as his urine came flowing out, pouring onto his mates. He shifted his hips, going back and forth to make sure both were getting his mark. The relief that came over him mixed with the thrill of getting his smell onto the other bears. \n\nMoss was shamelessly getting a taste for Kit’s piss when the stream came his way again, taking in both the taste and the strong, sharp scent that was rising from Kit’s liquid musk parting the fur of his black pelt. He hummed while gulping it down, feeling the warmth sliding down to his stomach. Dusty just preferred to be showered in Kit’s release, letting it soak him, replacing the stream’s water.\n\nJust letting it flow out of him, Kit kept going back and forth, doing his best to make sure both were given the same amount of attention and covered in the same amount of his piss, watching and hearing the splatters of his urine striking them. He gave them both as much as he could, until the last drop had been drained from his bladder… \n\n”There… Now we all smell like each other,” Kit said with a smile. \n\n”Come on, let’s help each other out,” Moss said and Kit agreed, getting close so they could wash each other, covering the areas that couldn’t be easily reached on their own. Feeling Dusty and Moss’ hands roaming over his wet body was making him feel all the more relaxed and he did the same for them, making sure to get them all clean. Once they were out of the water they got themselves some towels to dry themselves with and settled into bed together. \n\n”Wow…” Kit marveled. Not only was the backroom bigger but so was the bed itself, having plenty of space for the both of them. He was settled in between Dusty and Moss, being hugged from both sides. With the warmth and fuzziness of their bodies, he didn’t need a blanket to keep himself warm and comfortable. Hearing their sleepy mumbles and sighs, Kit was able to easily drift off with a smile on his face. He was finally back home… \n\n",
"writing_bbcode_parsed": "Moss took a step back to observe his work, wiping the sweat from his brow while having a smile across his muzzle. Everyday he added more and more to the dwelling, making steady progress. Watching things come together day by day was so fulfilling to him. He grew all the more excited when the fruits of his labor were really starting to show itself. And help from other bears was making the work go faster. Directing them on what to do, able to do even more in a shorter amount of time, Moss put his heart and soul into building the place up, all for the sake of his mates. He wanted them to have a great place to love: spacious enough for all three and suitable to their tastes.
Even though he watched the dwelling expand and develop day by day…Moss hadn’t expected to be standing before the completed project. It was done. Both the inside and out. Though there was still decorating to be done, the hardest part of the project was complete! He had done it. Not alone, having the help of his tribe and support from his mate, they were all standing before the home that was built for three in mind.
”It’s done,” Moss said, the very words sent tingles through him.
”And it looks perfect already,” Dusty said, placing his hand on the shorter bear’s shoulder.
”Hehe. There’s still a bit more to do,” Moss said with a bashful chuckle. “But I didn’t think it would be done this quickly.”
”I don’t think it would have if the others hadn’t helped,” the grizzly pointed out.
”Yeah, I really owe them a lot,” Moss admitted.
Thanking them was only the first step of making it up to them. There was still hunting to do and when he was chosen for parties, the black bear worked harder than ever to bring back quality game, feeling a new sense of accomplishment in the job. He didn’t mind it as much now that was also able to fix up more things around the tribe. Starting with just his dwelling but helping out others with various things that needed to be repaired.
From small objects to helping others repair other’s dwellings and shops, Moss was learning new things, adapting quickly and becoming a real asset to the small team of builders in the settlement, giving them even more hands to work with. They were just as grateful to have him on board.
”You stick with us and we’ll make you a proper builder,” a stocky sloth bear said, giving Moss a firm pat on the back.
”He’s got plenty of talent already,” another one of them spoke.
”And you’ve got the right attitude too,” a rusty furred bear said. “A lot around here think they’re too good for this kind of work but come crying to us when something starts falling apart.”
”We’ll teach you everything we know!”
Moss found himself blushing as he was gathered with the other dedicated bears that handled building and repair projects. He didn’t have siblings but the black bear wondered if this was how younger brothers felt when being playfully hassled by their elder ones. Through his bashfulness Moss was also feeling determined to indeed learn from the group.
“How was it?” Dusty asked when Moss came back. While the black bear was out learning the skills for his new line of work, Dusty decided to help out by decorating the interior. He felt it was the least he could do since Moss put in so much work building all of this. He already loved the expansion and greater amount of space available. The size of their dwelling previously was something he was satisfied with but perhaps an expansion had been overdue ever since Moss came to live with him…
”It was great!” Moss said, still beaming as he sat down at the table. He grabbed an apple from the basket but didn’t eat it, instead rolling back and forth between his hands as he spoke, retelling of what he learned and how he was getting to know the other builders better.
”I’m really glad that you’re finding something that makes you really happy,” Dusty said earnestly. “But…do you think you can put it on hold for just a bit?”
”W-why?” Moss asked, looking up with concern.
”Because…” Dusty paused and then smiled. “Because I’ve been wanting to take you out. It’s been a long time since our last outing.”
”Oh… Oh!” Moss first felt relief then perked up. He hadn’t realized it himself but Dusty was right. It had been longer than he remembered since their last romantic outing.
”I’ve already got the place in mind,” Dusty explained. “In fact I had been planning it all out when I noticed the dwelling was almost done. I decided that I wanted to do something to say ‘thanks.’ You had been working so hard and it had been so long since our last time.” The big grizzly was speaking quickly as he moved about the front area, finally able to speak about the things that had been on his mind.
”Okay, okay,” Moss chuckled. “I think we’re long overdue.”
From there the two let anyone who would be needing them know that they would be out for just about 2 days, taking some time to themselves. Once they were all cleared, the pair gathered all the appropriate things. Or more specifically Dusty had already readied most of the things they would need. Obviously he had been waiting for this chance for a while now. Moss grew all the more excited and followed the grizzly’s lead as they traversed through their settlement, making their way and into the woods but down the main path for a while.
”So where are we headed this time?” Moss asked as he kept close to his enthusiastic mate.
”It’s a surprise,” Dusty chuckled. “But you’re gonna love it.”
Moss rolled his eyes but maintained a smile as he followed along with his humming partner, finding it hard to be annoyed when Dusty was in such high spirits. It was a pleasant day out, the greens of the forest becoming an array of oranges, reds, and yellows. A light breeze was in the air, slightly ruffling his black fur. Crunching beneath his sandals were the already fallen leaves. He much preferred fall over winter, of course not enjoying the cold that hung hard in the air or the requirement of wearing pants. And of course the winter season was the toughest for them, when the game would hibernate and the land became especially unforgiving.
He put all of that out of his mind when Dusty caught his attention, assuring him that it was just a bit further up ahead. Feeling excitement welling up in him, Moss followed to a clearing with the river running along it. There was a bridge that ran over it, leading into another section of the forest that was completely bathed in the colors of fall. The sight of leaves dancing in the breeze and smelling the sweetness of nearby berry bushes with ready, fully ripe fruit…all of it had Moss feeling instantly relaxed.
The two started to unpack. Moss took the chance to show off the skills he learned so far by putting together their large shared tent all by himself in a smooth and quick manner. “Wow! Look at you!” Dusty said as he stood in front of the finished tent.
”Hehe. Anything that needs fixing, you’ve got me for that,” Moss bragged with a smirk, standing tall with his chest puffed out.
“Oh, I’ll definitely keep that in mind,” Dusty said. “But how about we work together on getting some food?”
”Sounds good to me!” Moss agreed, moving in time with his partner towards the river.
Together they hunted for fish, using their bare hands to reach into the rushing water, scooping the creatures out. Now that it was fall the waters were teeming with fish that were swimming about, looking to lay their eggs. And they were plump too. Just a few were all they needed to have a plentiful meal. In addition to the meat they had plenty of berries to pick fresh from the surrounding bushes.
Starting a fire and cleaning out the fish so they could be cooked, the pair enjoyed the simple actions and the great outdoors, working together to make the meal complete, sitting next to each other and eating their fill just as the sun had begun setting, adding an extra element to the already eye-catching sight before them.
Dusty settled for about two fish and berries while Moss was still eagerly biting into the forth, letting out a deep sigh of relief as he sat back, feeling full and satisfied. Dusty couldn’t help but chuckle. “Had enough?”
”I could maybe go for a bit more,” Moss admitted with a shrug. “Why do you think I should cut back?” The black bear asked, looking down at his plump gut.
”I like you just the way you are, Moss,” Dusty said, leaning against his partner. “In fact I’m glad you’ve found something that makes you happy.”
”Yeah, I am too,” Moss smiled. “And thanks for putting up with me during my little crisis.”
”No problem,” the grizzly responded.
”Dusty…how do you do it? How are you always this…immovable rock?” Moss then asked while looking into the fire before them. “You’re always so patient and know what to do.”
”I’d say that it's because of you and Kit,” Dusty answered. “You and him give me the motivation. I put everything I have into scouting, making sure that things are safe for you guys and the rest of the settlement. That’s all I’ve ever wanted to do; keep you two and everyone else safe and happy in any way I can.”
”You’re not just a mate. You’re also kinda like an older brother,” Moss pointed out. “Looking out for us. Supporting us. I wanna do the same. You shouldn’t have to worry about us.”
”But I don’t,” Dusty said. “I know you two are capable. You’ve found something new about yourself and Kit is out working hard so he can control himself and get back to us.”
”Yeah. How long do you think he’ll be out there?” Moss asked. He knew that Dusty really missed Kit. The grizzly bear always had a soft spot for the former human and he couldn’t say that he didn’t feel the same. So much had changed since he first met that new being that looked so strange; getting all the attention, becoming all that the settlement could talk about. Of course Dusty was the one to reach out to Kit. He could never leave someone in trouble like that to fend for themselves. That was the way Dusty was…
”He shouldn’t be out for much longer,” Dusty said. “I can’t wait for him to get back.”
”Well in the meantime you’ll have to settle for me,” Moss said as he reached his hand up. He caressed Dusty’s face, pulling the grizzly in to face him before leaning in to kiss him.
Maintaining the lead, Moss pushed his tongue into the other bear’s mouth, giving him a taste of the sweetness from the berries. A small moan came from Dusty, at first taken by surprise but he quickly adjusted to this act, feeling the thick black bear tongue easing its way in, exploring the interior of his muzzle, spreading its warmth and flavor in a way that had him tingling.
Waves of excitement started to race through them both, melting away the uncertainty that Moss had been feeling, letting it bleed away into something else that was spreading throughout him. Moans came from them both as they felt warmth as well, not just from the fire but the growing buzz coming from their closeness and growing sensuality. Both had their tongues clashing together, grinding and trading each other’s taste.
Moss even went as far as to gently suck on Dusty’s tongue, really making the grizzly react. A chuckle came from the black bear as he continued to kick things up a notch, running his hands along Dusty’s body while keeping it up, feeling the rumbling growls that were rising from the bigger bear’s chest. He knew that Dusty was getting roused and he was feeling the same, letting out another chuckle upon pulling his mouth back and breaking the kiss.
“It's just the two of us out here,” Moss said with a more sultry tone of voice. “We should take advantage of that.” While he was speaking, the black bear pushed his mate down onto his back, taking him by surprise. Like he had when bringing back those hunts, Moss was moving with the intention of paying back his mate for being so supportive.
”So just relax and let me take care of you for once,” Moss said, his voice getting even lower while his hand was tracing up Dusty’s thigh. His touch ventured further up, sliding beneath his mate’s loincloth. Pulling it to the side brought the grizzly’s plump sheathe into view. Going for it, Moss eased his hand over the other bear’s crotch, starting by gently tracing over the pair of furry balls, easing its way underneath to palm them, rubbing back and forth while feeling the weight of the orbs.
”Ooh…” Dusty groaned. Even that gentle touch was enough to make his body tremble. His action made Moss chuckle and he made the stroking more effective, keeping his motions simple while managing to coax out more soft hums and gasps. And with the growing arousal came the bulging of Dusty’s sheath, the opening giving way and allowing the tip of the ursine length to come free, being followed by the other inches that were rising. Coming out a good length and girth in equal measures, Moss felt his own chest thumping harder as the pink spire of flesh continued to rise, getting to full mast.
”Heh. I missed this,” he said while leaning in. His nose picked up on the musk coming from Dusty’s crotch. His natural scent from the day’s events and their walk from the settlement. Moss responded to it right away. It was a smell he knew all too well and yet he never tired of it and was always struck with a rush. His mouth was already watering and he couldn’t help but hum. Lowering his head, Moss closed the distance and pressed his nose to Dusty’s balls, taking a moment to inhale the scent coming from them before he started to gently nuzzle, rubbing that aroma onto the fur of his face. If that wasn’t enough, he opened his mouth and gently started to lick over the twin orbs, sliding the wet muscle over the smooth brown fur.
Dusty continued to lay back on the grass, feeling the warmth from the fire and his own building arousal. Groans came from him in response to the tongue’s movements, how they were gently going back and forth, gradually wetting the fur of his sack, giving him even more warmth to enjoy. The warm puffs of breath and sounds of Moss’ own soft sounds of enjoyment…it was enough to make his shaft start to throb and with them came the first drip and ooze of precum…
Moss acted right away, going up from the balls to run his tongue along the length of Dusty’s cock directly. He took the chance to feel the whole length with the oral appendage, going from base to tip, getting the taste of the shaft before the added flavor of fresh precum had slid over his taste buds, making him hum in delight. All the while Dusty had been moaning from the warm muscle sailing along his inches.
Moss didn’t stop after getting to the dollop of precum that had just started to trail down from the tip. Easing up just a bit higher, the black bear wrapped his lips around and started to push his way down. Their eyes met as he started and Moss gave him a wink, smirking around the girth pulsing between his legs.
”Oh, Moss…” Dusty hummed. They had both been so busy, preoccupied with their thoughts of Kit and duties to the tribe that they had neglected to spend some intimate time together. That was really being felt; his cock being more sensitive than usual, letting out more pre directly into Moss’ maw.
As he was being gently sucked on, Dusty was able to look around, taking in the peaceful atmosphere of the sunset-bathed autumn clearing. The sun was almost entirely below the horizon, making the sky a pretty pink-purple. By now he could tell the difference in the nearby campfire’s heat and the rush of need within him, the surges of lustful warmth that enhanced the lust.
Dusty looked back at the black bear just in time to see Moss: sunk down 3/4th of the way. Paused in place, Moss had seemingly waited for his partner to look at him. Once the eyes were back on him, the shorter but much chubbier bear pushed his head down, not just taking the rest of Dusty’s shaft but allowing it into his throat as well, making a muffled noise against the hard flesh that entered, feeling those same throbs against the walls of his windpipe.
”Mmrrph!” Dusty let out something between a moan and growl, shaking from the increased pleasure. It hit him dead on, bringing about a tidal wave of additional sensations. The added heat, tightness, Moss’ tongue flicking and twirling all over the inches that weren’t stuffed down his throat… The black bear was acting right away. Like Dusty, Moss had also realized how long it had been since they were able to be truly close like this so he let those pent up feelings come to the surface. They guided him into taking the length deep past his lips, running his tongue all over to touch as much as he could while his throat was caressing the first inches, milking out more precum for him to drink down.
The pent up fluids came out in jets, coating the interior of Moss’ esophagus in its wet stickiness. Having his mouth all the way down on the erection, the black bear got the chance to take in even more of the grizzly’s musk. Upon inhaling, Moss would let out a muffled moan of approval. This was done in addition to everything else: moving his head up and down, twirling his tongue all over the hard inches, and the tighter hold of the throat as it slunk along his sensitive flesh.
Upon pulling his mouth back, both were gazing upon the inches that were shimmering, glistening with saliva. Feeling pretty proud of himself, Moss continued to bob his head back and forth, putting more effort into the act as he repeatedly got the tip to slide into his lower throat, making the passage bulge a bit. It was a feeling he already loved, feeling the pounding in his chest becoming all the stronger. His mouth kept watering as his nose took in more of the addicting scent of his love, the flavor of precum being constant as it dripped and spurted from the other bear’s tip.
The more he did, the more precum he was fed. Drinking the fluid down had the heat traveling down into his stomach. Feeling glad that he hadn’t completely stuffed himself, the darker furred ursine kept up the motions, feeling the stronger motions against his tongue and oral walls. He accepted it all and wanted even more, reaching a hand between Dusty’s trembling legs to cup and caress his balls, feeling their weight and warmth.
Having his cock so lovingly sucked and his balls gently played with was making Dusty moan out all the more, his breathing hitching with another jolt would course through him. Meanwhile Moss continued to take in the musk and taste that clung to the length, being smeared about from all of the precum. The fluid helped him take it into his throat with greater ease and he felt the tip burrowing in further where it would be squeezed in a firmer hold.
”M-Moss… I’m starting to get close…” Dusty groaned. Moss’ ears flicked but he kept going, keeping his muzzle moving without a pause when he would reach either the tip or base. The mix of his warm saliva and Dusty’s own precum kept his shaft heated and some of it was seeping down to his balls, which were still being played with in Moss’ hand. As more of that mixed substance trailed onto his sack, Moss used that as well to stroke and rub the balls with greater effectiveness and less friction, sliding the digits all over the churning orbs.
”Oooah! H-here it comes, Moss!” Dusty’s words were laced with a deeper growl, his whole body tensing as the shroud of bliss came over him. He couldn’t help but make soft thrusts that had his cock reach further into his partner’s throat. Moss felt it swelling before the first thick ropes of pent up seed were fired, streaking the walls of his throat and giving him even more to swallow. Eagerly doing so, he felt the greater amount of heat flowing down towards his waiting stomach. Letting out moans of his own, he basked in the strong flavor while keeping up his suckles and grinds of his tongue, doing as much as he could to keep Dusty grunting and shooting, taking every drop that was fired past his lips…
Dusty sighed when he came down and felt Moss’ mouth slide off. He was still hard and his balls still had weight in the black bear’s hold, both signs that the grizzly could handle even more. Dusty could feel the lust still coursing through him, looking at Moss as he was swallowing the last of his load.
”Come here you!” Dusty said playfully. Moss didn’t expect the other bear to get up so quickly or to lunge forward and pounce, pinning him down to the soft earth. Now it was the grizzly’s turn to lead and he knew exactly what he wanted.
”Turn over for me,” Dusty said in a direct manner, already using his big hands to get Moss in the motion. Upon doing so, the grizzly went from facing his mate to having Moss’ big rump presented to him. Pulling the loincloth out of the way, he got a full view of the big wide mounds. Putting his hands on them, he groped and kneaded the plump cheeks, watching them jiggle as he moved them about.
”S-stop playing around,” Moss stammered, feeling both embarrassment and arousal from the touching and playing with of his ass. There were times when he was feeling a bit self conscious about being shorter and plumper than the average bear in the tribe.
”Why? You know how much I love this part of you,” Dusty said in a tone that made Moss bite his lip. The grizzly indeed stopped playing with his cheeks, instead parting them to expose the soft hole that was in between.
Of course the bigger bear didn’t intend to just look. Drawing his tongue over his lips first, Dusty leaned in and used that same muscle to lap over Moss’ rim, starting from just above the taint and going upwards, getting a taste for the black bear’s own sweat and taking in his musky scent. Both made him own as he slowly ran along the twitching hole, leaving a trail of his wet and warm saliva behind. A gasp came from Moss at the same time, feeling the first wave of pleasure strike him just as the tongue lapped over his rim. Dusty did the same in reverse, going back down again, starting slow with the intention of teasing his partner, hearing the light sounds and feeling the shakes.
Speeding up over time, Dusty focused more on the rim itself, sliding up and down, coating the area in more layers of his warm spit, getting the area slicker while making it twitch all the harder. While doing that he savored the taste of Moss’ sweat and continued to huff his scent, feeling his shaft throbbing just from that alone.
Meanwhile Moss couldn’t stop himself from making sounds in response to the actions. Dusty’s soft tongue was moving about in a controlled manner, giving him sensations that were prominent but not overwhelming. With every lick he was getting all the wetter back there and more excited as well. Wanting even more, he pushed back against his mate’s muzzle, having it sink even deeper in between his fat cheeks, gaining further arousal from feeling that instead of embarrassment.
Understanding how Moss felt and wanting to take things further himself, Dusty proceeded to give a final a lick before centering his tongue, leaning in further as he started to push his way in, getting the rim to expand around the tip, gradually spreading out Moss’ tailhole gradually, further out until he was allowed inside and from there he continued to bury his length inside, seizing the chance to lap all over the other bear’s insides, twirling just like Moss had but this time he was leaving his saliva all over, running it along the smooth and soft lining, leaving it all the warmer and wet.
Right away Moss’ hole started to clench down on Dusty’s tongue, showing him how tight the hole was. Eagerly, Dusty continued to lick, burrowing his tongue in further with the intent of covering as much area as possible, making Moss moan out all the louder. Both were fueled by their own respective feelings, wanting as much as they could get from each other, listening to the hums and moans, trading them back and forth as their breathing came out, laced with more arousal and drive for more.
Inserting the last of the tongue’s length, Dusty was moving his tongue as effectively as he could, being so close that his lips were pressed to the rim itself. In addition to the licking, Owen also gently suckled on the rim, giving added sensations that were making Moss moan out all the more. Doing so together left the receiving bear panting from that and the tongue’s rapid movements, feeling more of his depths being touched and then stretched.
Of course all of this had Moss’ own length fully out of its sheath, throbbing and leaking. It was all so much and he was loving every second of it. His moans grew all the louder when Dusty’s tongue reeled back and pushed its way back in, pressing down on his prostate in the process. It made Moss dig his claws into the ground and arch his back a bit. Dusty felt that things had progressed perfectly and didn’t want Moss getting too excited. There was still plenty more that he intended to give.
“How was that?” he asked when his muzzle was pulled back completely. He still had a grip on Moss’ butt, hungrily watching the freshly licked hole still wink.
”Y-you’re such a tease,” Moss whined, the need being heard thick in his tone.
”I didn’t want to push you too far,” Dusty explained. “There’s something else I wanna put in you.”
”Oh yeah?” Moss asked while looking back. He started to deliberately sway his rump back and forth, knowing Dusty’s eyes were glued to it. “And what’s that?”
”I’d rather show you than tell you,” Dusty said. As he spoke, his usual softer more even tone was becoming deeper as the more dominant side of himself was being roused and brought to the surface. “Just looking at you…I want you even more now.”
”Well here I am,” Moss said. “But you better take me like the big, strong grizzly you are!”
That was all Dusty needed to hear. With a rumbling from his broad chest, Dusty raised himself up and got on top of Moss, mounting the other bear. A light groan came from Moss from his mate’s weight but he could handle it, shivering from the smooth brown fur that was sliding over his back, the grip on him that was firm from the start, feeling the hard tip poking about until it found the spot, sinking between his rump cheeks and further to his waiting tailhole.
Gripping his mate’s body tighter, Dusty huffed before the next push, feeling his cocktip sliding its way past the pre-licked rim, feeling it stretching around the start of his shaft. At the same time Moss could feel himself being penetrated all over again, but with something rigid and pulsing this time. The urge to ram his way in came about but Dusty continued to gently ease his way in, hearing his partner’s moans beneath him.
”Dusty…” Moss moaned, feeling himself getting stuffed full of the bigger bear’s cock. The slick saliva still clinging to his walls and the fluids still coating Dusty’s length worked together to make the entry smooth enough that there was nothing but pleasure, allowing Dusty to insert all of his cock inside.
“Oh, I’m just getting started, Moss…” Dusty said with a smirk. He waited a bit longer, giving them both time to adjust before he started to move, using his bulky legs to move his hips, humping his way into the tight and soft hole. He groaned right away from how the surroundings walls were clinging to him, keeping a smooth silky hold on his shaft, clinging when he could pull out. After so long since they last mated, this feeling was incredible and his body propelled itself, every fibre of him being in agreement.
The pair of bears shared moans as Dusty kept going, rolling his hips to pump his length repeatedly into Moss’ passage, further filling him up and touching deep already. The strokes were even, going back and forth along the hot walls, touching spots that made it all the tighter. Even as he was braced, Moss’ body was getting rocked by Dusty. He could even feel the force increasing as Dusty’s moans and growls were becoming all the deeper, its tone sending shivers down his spine.
”You feel so good…” Dusty huffed.
”Keep going,” Moss responded. “You’re so strong..!”
”I can show you how strong…I really am!” Dusty said, bunching his muscles just before surging ahead, using strength that shoved his cock in further and harder, making Moss cry out in response.
”Fuck me…” Moss shook.
”Doing the best I can,” Dusty responded. He chuckled and put even more weight down. “You’re just so soft and warm… I love it.”
”Keep pushing like that…” Moss gasped. He needed more and started to push himself in the opposite direction, intending to get it as deep into him as he could manage. This made things all the better for both. Both felt their cocks throbbing with greater strength but Dusty’s shaft was pulsing and shooting precum inside, smearing it about, making Moss feel all the hotter inside. He could feel himself starting to sweat a bit, the heat from inside and the nearby fire were starting to get to him.
”You’re aching for it, aren’t you?” Dusty asked.
”Dusty…”
”Aren’t you?!” Dusty repeated with more force.
”Y-yes! Just fuck me harder, Dusty!” Moss caved. He was losing control of himself, currently a panting and trembling mess that could hardly dig his claws into the ground anymore. But the firm plunges of Dusty’s cock, the grinding of the bigger bear’s body on top of his own, and the smacks of the grizzly’s hips meeting his rump…all of it was making his heart race and his body respond in one way or another. He just basked in it all, letting Dusty take complete control and go wild on him.
The speed of the ruts became faster. With every pull and push came the wet noises of the fluid-coated cock sliding along, followed by the meaty thump of his balls knocking into Moss’. The way they were going at it and growling together, the pair could have been mistaken for ferals from a distance, lost in each other and the carnal desires blazing within their cores.
”Y-you’re a beast…” Moss muttered when Dusty started to go even faster, the smacks of their bodies moving being at a rapid rhythm. This had Moss’ prostate bombarded and the shocks of added pleasure had him stunned, nearly drooling on himself. He wasn’t sure how much more of this he could stand. His ass was constantly clenching on the pistoning shaft, the walls getting closer put even more pressure on his prostate, making things all the more intense.
Instead of responding, Dusty dipped his head down, opening his mouth and taking Moss’ scruff into his jaws, keeping a firm hold on it, growling around the warm fur as he pumped hard enough to rock them both. The next plunge of his cock was enough to make Moss cry out again. Beneath the chubbier bear’s belly were the spurts of his own seed, jetting out from the tip, marking his pelt in the heat and stickiness. As he sprayed his seed, his hole started to constrict even more than before, causing Dusty to almost aggressively snarl around the scruff in his mouth.
This was enough to get Dusty over the edge as well. He continued to roughly jam his way into Moss’ depths, powering his way through the much greater tightness until things came to a head, ending with him snarling deeply against Moss’ scruff before his cock swelled. Against the firmly hugging walls, his shaft started to shoot out the rest of his balls’ contents. His sack pulled up and began to empty itself into Moss, pouring its hot, viscous contents into the other moaning bear, giving him even more warmth to take in.
Even when it was all over, Dusty remained on top, his biting turning into gentle licks after releasing the scruff. “Oh…I love you, Moss.”
”I love you too, Dusty…”
Slowly Dusty pulled his length free and eased up onto his knees. “Turn over again for me, Moss.” The black bear complied, grunting a bit as he went from lying on his stomach to his back, showing the mess of cum that was still clinging to his belly. “Now just hold still,” Dusty said as he held his cock, which was still partially out of his sheath. He pointed it and grunted, then letting out a sigh as urine started trickling out at first before becoming a much stronger stream.
First he was marking Moss’ belly, using the fluid to clean away the mess of cum, watching the seed get washed from the black bear’s dark pelt. Once the majority was washed off, Dusty leaned in and continued to urinate, pouring the stuff onto his mate, putting more pressure on his bladder to go further than the stomach, splashing over Moss’ chest, neck, and then over his face as well. His intention was to douse his mate completely in his scent, watching as the black pelt was getting soaked.
Shifting his hips and angling with his hand, Dusty was doing the best he could to cover Moss as much as he could for as long as his stream would last. Moss received all of this, feeling a sense of comfort from the urine that was getting all over him. Smelling the fresh mark of Dusty on him, he let himself get bathed in the stuff, letting out sounds in response, feeling the heat from the freshly released liquid clinging to him. He inhaled the rich odor rising from his own body, becoming a bit excited all over again. With a few more grunts and pushes from Dusty, the stream died down again into just dribbles.
”There…” Dusty sighed again, looking down at his soaked partner and also recognizing the strong smell of himself.
”That was a lot,” Moss commented. “But I’m not the only one who’s gonna be marked!” His tone shifted to a playful one as he finished speaking. He heaved himself up to his feet, standing up while Dusty remained kneeling, looking up at the heavier set bear as he also gripped the length that slid back out from its sheath.
Moss had to do more pushing, coaxing the fluids stored in his bladder through his system. When it started rushing through him and his length, Moss exhaled when it came pouring out of his tip. Relieving himself after sex made it feel so much better. It came out strong from the beginning, pouring down into Dusty. The hot fluid struck the bigger bear, having with it a strong aroma that was linked to Moss in particular, being used to lay claim on Dusty, just as the other bear had done for him. Still feeling warm and wet, having some of his pelt dripping, Moss took it upon himself to thoroughly mark his partner.
Striking his chest and going up to his neck, wetting and soaking into the fur, having its warmth that was spreading over the skin beneath the brown furred bear’s denser pelt. Moss started to move the stream about, aiming to cover more area while Dusty remained in place to be urinated on, letting it wash over him. It moved higher to wash over his face, running over his nose and between his eyes. Dusty felt it pouring him and down his back like a waterfall before Moss aimed down again to cover more of Dusty’s body.
All the while he was very much enjoying the pleasure of just letting the piss flow from him, draining the bladder that was fuller than he thought it would be. The feeling of urinating combined with the urge to mark his mate were a perfect match, keeping him going and covering more of the grizzly: Dusty’s stomach, arms, legs, and crotch were all bathed in his mark just as the stream started to weaken. He let the rest come out and sighed again.
”That was good…” Moss sighed and watched Dusty stand up. The bigger bear got close and leaned in to kiss him, taking the lead this time with his tongue, having Moss moan and melt into it, clashing his tongue with the grizzly’s while their wet bodies were also starting to grind together, further mixing the aromas of their natural marks.
”Yeah…” Dusty agreed. “But maybe we should take a bath?”
”Fine…” Moss relented. By now it was night and the stars were out as Dusty led the way to the river where they could clean up. They would have the fire and each other to keep warm as their pelts dried, being the last thing to do before they would go to sleep…
After so many days of training together, the group was finally on their way back to their respective homes. They had ventured down the hill and headed towards the forest that the united clans called home. Kit could hardly believe that he was finally heading back home. In fact there was a shared excitement among them as they walked, retreading the path they had walked before. Instead of the healthy dark greens of summer, the forest had been repainted in hues of orange, red, and yellows. Leaves were coating the forest’s floor, some of the trees were already looking bare and the very air itself was carrying a fragrant spiciness. Kit was able to breathe it in fully without becoming overwhelmed, recognizing various elements such as the fertile earth and ripe berries still attached to bushes.
“I can’t believe it's finally over,” Bowie said, walking just behind Kit. “We can all finally go home.”
”I bet you’ve been really missing it,” Vozz said, keeping time with the fox.
”And you haven’t been missing your home?” Bowie responded.
”Of course I have,” Vozz countered. “I uh… I’m just taking in the scenery before I go back in the dark, y’know?”
”You act as if you’re deep underground 24/7,” Bowie said, reaching out as he walked to snatch some berries from a bush, popping one of them into his mouth and humming from the flavor.
”I might as well have been,” Vozz continued, holding his hand out and Bowie gave him a few berries. “I didn’t really get out much before I had to leave. I actually liked being on my own in the dark but… I’m the tribe leader’s grandson. So aren’t I’m supposed to do great things?”
”You should just do what you want,” Boreas butted in, sounding a bit bored.
”Huh, I agree,” Bowie added. “I’m not anyone that special in my tribe. I just help Wiks out at the inn.”
”I remember Wiks,” Kit said, being reminded of the grey furred fox that had run the inn. He seemed rather stoic and plain-speaking, even more than Largo. But it was impressive watching him run the inn all on his own. “Is he your friend or…”
”He’s basically an older brother to me. To the point that he doesn’t mind if I call him my actual brother. He took me in when I was young. I do feel like I should do something to pay him back. Just like you, Vozz. But I know Wiks wouldn’t want that. He will want me to do what feels right for me,” Bowie said then he smiled. “So it’s a good thing I really like working with him in the inn!”
”At least you know what you want to do,” Vozz groaned, giving Bowie a playful shove.
Kit looked back at the two. He could remember when they first met Vozz. When he was so quiet and closed off towards the rest of them. And now he was joining in on the conversation, playing bantering with Bowie, giving input on the various ideas that Bowie was listing off.
Even Boreas, the panda that had been the most harsh of them all, making it clear that he didn’t want to be there with them or interact with the rest in any way…he was even smiling as he listened to the smaller guys going back and forth.
”What about you, Boreas?” Kit asked, making everyone else look his way.
”Me? Oh I’m going back to the capital, to my mate and my post,” the panda said with a smile of his own.
”The capital, huh?” Kit asked with curiosity.
”Oh, yes,” Perch said. “Our settlement is just one of many and at the center of it all is the grand capital of the bear’s territory. Even our own settlement leader, Beric, has to answer to the council there.”
”That means he would be answering to me,” Boreas declared braggadociously.
”You work in the capitol?” Kit asked.
”Well, I’ve delivered a few messages. Or passed them on towards the capitol. Look, I’m somewhere in the chain of command!” the panda insisted, still having a smile on his face instead of becoming frustrated.
As the other laughed, Kit suddenly felt a wave of something else overtake him. He then realized that they were going to be separating, going their separate ways one by one. They were all so different, even he and Boreas, all having their own lives, duties, and people around them that would keep them busy. Boreas and Bowie seemed to already have their roles decided while he and Vozz were still trying to figure that out. The raccoon had a legacy looming over him but Kit had nothing like that.
He showed up out of nowhere with no memories of his origin. Even now he still didn’t know. But he did know that the bears took him in and through a series of events he became one of them. After all this time and trials, he was at least ready to be among them again. Just knowing that he would be seeing Dusty and Moss again very soon…it was making all of his steps lighter.
On the same day that they ventured out, they managed to reach the Nocturnal’s Tribe, venturing into the underground cavern network illuminated by crystals glowing from some kind of energy. Their return was met with cheers and celebration. They gathered around Vozz especially and he embraced them instead of shying away, even calling out to those he knew, expressing how glad he was to be back.
”Vozz!” the tribe leader Terant appeared, hugging his grandson when he ran up to greet him. “It's wonderful to see you and all of your…”
”Friends,” Vozz labeled. Hearing that made the older raccoon beam.
”It’s wonderful to see you and all of your friends back in one piece!” Terant said with a warm chuckle. “Please, you must rest yourselves. It's already late.”
Ready for them was a small festival of sorts, having plenty of food and entertainment. Plenty were talking with Vozz, wanting to hear about the things he experienced while gone. Perch was there to do retelling as well, the two having plenty gathered around listening.
Kit took the chance to rest after all of that walking, feeling glad for Vozz but also sad knowing that they would be moving along soon and he wouldn’t be going the rest of the way with them. Little by little the group would dwindle until it would be just three…
”Vozz?” Kit eventually got to ask when the raccoon was free from all the questions from his fellow tribemates.
”Hey, Kit,” the raccoon responded. “What’s going on?”
”Oh, I just wanted to ask…” the bear paused, hoping his question wouldn’t ruin the mood. “You know this is a goodbye in a sort of way?”
”I know…” Vozz admitted, his tone going back to how it usually was, more quiet and subdued. But then the smaller male brightened as he looked up at the bear. “But I’m also happy to be back home. And I’ve come so far and learned so much. I don’t have to worry about losing control. So…once I figure out what to do, I can put my all into it.”
Kit nodded and smiled, feeling something welling up within him as well. “I’ll try and do the same.”
”I’m sure we’ll both be busy, but we can try to visit each other. I’ll at least send you letters,” Vozz offered.
After another night and saying their proper goodbyes to Vozz and the Nocturnal’s Tribe, they were continuing with one less person in their party. And the next step was the Fox Tribe, being the cause of Bowie’s excitement. With the much shorter distance between the two tribes, the group managed to get there during the afternoon after starting that morning.
”I can’t wait to get back home,” Bowie expressed, clearly in high spirits.As the fox talked about the things he missed, Kit couldn’t help but feel a pang of bitterness. He knew that Bowie was just eager to return to the place he came from but at the same time the fox made it seem like he was very eager to leave them behind.
Like in the Nocturnal’s Tribe, they were met with a roarus welcome, many gathering around Bowie and asking him how things had been but this time Kit was approached by a pair that made him perk up. It was Wroh and Marx. The pair of bigger burlier foxes greeted him at once and Kit managed to forget about how he had been feeling before. The pair asked Kit if he was up for more hunting but the kodiak bear declined, remembering what happened last time.
”But it is really good to see you two again,” Kit said to them. He too explained what he had experienced while the two listened with intrigue.
”So you’re all good now?” Marx asked, to which Kit nodded in confirmation.
”That’s good, because we’d hate for you to be in some kind of trouble,” Wroh agreed. “And we still feel like we owe you for that.”
”You guys don’t owe me. I just stepped in to protect you guys,” Kit told them. “I just wish things turned out differently.”
”Yeah, sorry you had to go through that,” Marx said. “We didn’t ask how you felt about that.”
”I think…I’m past it now,” Kit said. He still had some regret about the way things turned out but the weight wasn’t as heavy as it previously had been.
”And you’ve certainly come back stronger,” Wroh chuckled, playfully punching the bear in the arm. “Try not to be a stranger from now on.”
“I’ll write to you,” Kit said, having the idea from Vozz.
Eventually Kit needed some time to himself. Though he was happy to see Bowie, Marx, and Wroh, the bear was still wrestling with those feelings of having to say goodbye to them again. The closer he got to home the more it started to sink in for him. Sure he would be able to write to them and see them but it wouldn’t be as often as his own fellow tribemates. And as time would pass there was no guarantee they would remain as closely bonded as they are now.
Mingling with that knowledge was this shame towards himself, for not being truly happy for his friends that had come this far and would be able to live their lives without issue. Perhaps it wasn’t just that he was going to miss them..?
The sound of approaching footsteps caused him to look back, seeing that it was Perch.
”Kit, you’re out here all alone,” the brown bear said.
”I just…needed a bit of time to myself,”Kit responded, looking out into the woods that were the same as those back home. The fox tribe was the closest to the bear’s, practically sharing the same region. It just showed him how truly close to the end he was.
”You know I’m always looking out for your best interests,” Perch said in a kind tone that made Kit turn around to face him.
”It's just… Everyone’s going back to where they came from. And that means we’ll be apart. It's not like Moss and Dusty that will be in the tribe with me. I know we can still see each other from time to time and even write but I just have this feeling…”
”I know what it's like,” Perch said. “I have a lot of friends in the other tribes and I feel that we don’t see each other as often as we should. With factors like distance and duties, seeing each other every day just isn’t possible. Everyone plays their part within their respective tribes. In doing so we’re able to help ourselves and each other, to maintain the peace between us and our friendships. And I assure you Kit, they will last.”
Kit was feeling much better when the time came to leave the foxes, saying goodbye to the friends he made but with his head held high and with a genuine smile on his face. The kodiak bear could tell that Bowie was sad to see him go. So he really wasn’t the only one that felt that way. He figured but actually seeing it for himself…
Upon their leave it was just down to the bears. Perch, Largo, Kit, and Boreas. And it was the panda that would be departing next. With the fox and bear tribes so close it was much longer when Boreas was going ahead of them.
”I don’t see a point in lingering. I wanna get back to my mate and post as soon as possible,” Boreas said firmly. But then he smiled at them. “But thanks for the help. I uh…hope I wasn’t too difficult. You really helped me a lot. All of you.”
”And we were happy to do so, Boreas,” Perch responded.
”Yeah well…” Boreas said, turning around. “I’ll be seeing you!” he started to run ahead but then turned to the right instead of continuing down the well trodden path that would take them back to the settlement the trio came from.
Kit could very much understand Boreas’ actions. He was very much feeling the exact same way. Knowing that Moss and Dusty were so close…his whole body felt alight with excitement and longing. From summer to fall. An entire season had come and gone since he last saw them and the amount of time without seeing their faces…it hit him at once.
”Well, let’s not wait any longer,” Perch said. He could sense the kodiak bear’s excitement and got them to move forwards, now all heading in the same direction.
Moss and Dusty had just returned from their own getaway, still carrying the greater closeness after multiple days of it being just them, able to get as close to each other and stay that way for as long as possible. But now they were back in the settlement with their things and walking into the dwelling.
”That was some trip,” Moss said as he put his things down in the front area.
”And we’ll most certainly do it again soon,” Dusty agreed but then he paused, sniffing at the air, picking up on the scent of someone else. It was strong and fresh, leading to the back of their dwelling. Moss stiffened as he picked up on it too and they grew quiet, Dusty instinctively getting in front of his partner as they both crept towards the back of the dwelling where the sleeping area was.
Dusty let out a protective growl when he burst in, lunging ahead. Something big pushed against him, making him fight all the harder while Moss backed him in.
”Whoa! Dusty! Moss! It's me!” the very familiar voice made them stop right away and actually look at the “intruder.”
”K-Kit?” Dusty asked as he looked the other bear up and down.
”Kit! W-when did you get here?!” Moss asked him.
”Uh, just now. I thought you two would be here,” Kit explained with a small blush. “I wasn’t trying to surprise you or anything. I just noticed that the dwelling’s been finished. It looks-”
He was interrupted by the pair of bears all but tackling him, making him fall back onto the bed that was much bigger and also reinforced to hold their combined weight. They started to nuzzle against him, talking at once about how much they missed him and Kit did his best to embrace them both.
”We didn’t recognize you at first,” Dusty explained. “You have a different smell.”
”And you’ve gotten even bigger too,” Moss pointed out, reaching out to touch Kit’s exposed chest between his vest, feeling the muscle the bear packed.
Kit hadn’t noticed it himself. All of that time training dutifully had its use beyond giving him control of his own instincts and senses. “So, uh…did you two miss me?” he dared to ask, getting a pair of exasperated expressions in response.
“Did we miss you?” Dusty repeated. His tone was different now: deep and full of need. The grizzly had his hands on the kodiak’s shoulders, feeling a rush of so many feelings. Of how much he had missed Kit, disbelief that the human-turned-bear was back and right in front of him. And just as strong as that was the need to just get close to Kit.
Kit was feeling it too. Finally in front of his mates again… He felt a similar surge of things. There was so much he wanted to ask them, so much he wanted to tell them. With his keen sense of smell, Kit could pick up on the lingering odors of sex coming from Dusty and Moss, having their scents of each other. It was rousing him, making him realize how truly long it had been. Long enough for him to be lacking any trace of them on him. By now that want to be marked had come natural to him. It had felt right when he was human, but as a bear with a whole new set of instinctual wants and needs…
He was grateful for the extensive training he went to gain control of himself. If not it, he would have thrown himself right onto Dusty.They could talk about everything they experienced without each other later. What he truly needed was crystal clear to him.
”I need you two. Now…” Kit said with meaning and vulnerability.
Dusty acted just after hearing that, all but crashing his muzzle into Kit’s. The grizzly's tongue was wedging its way past the kodiak’s lips, making Kit moan. Taking Dusty’s familiar flavor, the bigger bear was starting to melt already. Letting Dusty take control, Kit felt the other bear’s tongue moving about, grinding roughly against his. Embracing and joining in, Kit and Dusty were moaning into each other’s mouths, their tongues wrestling in an almost desperate manner.
Added warmth and wetness spread throughout Kit’s muzzle. Wanting as much as he could get, his tongue moved in time with Dusty’s. His arms wrapped around to hug the other bear close. Between them the wet sounds of their tongues lapping and the small suckles could be heard along with their moans. When they pulled away, Kit could feel that his lips and the fur of his chin were wet. Dusty was panting as he pulled away and Kit could feel his own heart thumping heavily in his chest, but he wasn’t done.
”Moss…” Kit called.
”Why am I always second?” the black bear complained. But there was a smile on his face that made Kit’s chest flutter. He missed that too.
”Shut up and kiss me…” Kit almost growled as he reached out and pulled the shorter bear.
Moss had apparently been ready for this because his tongue darted into Kit’s mouth, going in deep and moving with force but not aimlessly. Even if he was smaller, Moss assumed control as he moved his thick tongue about, spreading the warmth of his saliva and taste of him within the other bear’s mouth. This time Kit let himself be more submissive, letting the tongue move about and responding with softer licks against and suckles against it.
Moss was the one pressing himself even closer, having their lips firmly locked and a bit of drool running down both chins. Standing on his tiptoes, Moss was moaning deeply into Kit’s mouth, letting out heavy pants that were puffed from his flaring nostrils.
From all of this, Kit of course felt his lower half responding: his sheath swelling and his length easing its way out. The rush of need that came over Kit was way stronger than he expected it to be, making him grunt and push against Moss, making his erection rub against the black bear’s thigh. When Moss pulled back, his and Kit’s tongue remained connected for a bit from a thick string of saliva.
”Well you’ve certainly got the same taste,” Moss said, wiping the drool from his chin. “But let's do something about that smell of yours…”
”I remember when you were the smallest of us,” Dusty said as he got in close again.
”You don’t mind it, do you?” Kit asked. He too could remember how the bears used to tower over him. And now he was the biggest of them. But aside from his sheer height, Moss still had him beat in terms of thickness and having a bigger belly while Dusty’s muscles were more defined, showing even through his thick brown pelt.
”We love you no matter what form you take,” Dusty said. He then gasped from the hands that were on his chest. After looking, Kit just had to feel the grizzly’s body, the bulk that lay beneath the pelt. His touching moved to the bear’s pecs, groping them and directly teasing the nipples, making Dusty groan.
Leaning in even closer, Kit’s stronger nose had picked up on Dusty’s scent and he closed the remaining distance between them, ducking his head down to press his nose against the grizzly’s underarm. Dusty lifted his arm more, giving Kit access to the area. Right away, Kit took a deep breath from the area, directly inhaling his male’s potent earthy scent. He moaned as its effects coursed through him, bringing comfort and increased arousal.
He moaned while rubbing his nose into the warm cleft of Dusty’s pit, making the area damp from exhaling, doing so after every sniff. Taking in as much as he could, Dusty was letting the aroma take hold. He started to rub more of his face against it, desiring to be marked in the aroma of his mate.
”Kit…” Dusty chuckled from the tickling sensation but he kept himself steady and let Kit get his feel. It was pretty clear to him that the kodiak had missed this, seemingly trying to take in all that he had missed all at once. Feeling the puffs of warmth against his underarm, Dusty could feel himself growing all the more excited.
”I bet you missed this, huh?” Dusty asked. Kit’s response came out muffled but it made Dusty smile all the same.
Still rubbing his face into the musky space, Kit got as much of it on his muzzle as he could, getting a taste of the musk that was on his lips. That got him to just open his mouth and get more of that flavor directly. His broad tongue ran itself along Dusty’s pit, pushing it in deep and combing through the thick fur. As he collected the flavors of his mate, Kit could hear Dusty’s small gasps, how they were becoming more titillated in tone.
”My turn,” Moss said, getting the brown furred bears to perk up. “Come on, Dusty. You’re hogging him.”
”Right,” Dusty said, easing off and letting Kit return to the black bear. Moss had sat himself onto the bear and slipped his sandals off. “Remember these?” he said, referring to his feet which, like the rest of him, were thick and visibly a bit dewy with sweat. Kit was drawn to them right away, getting down on his knees and taking hold of them.
He lifted both feet up, pressing his face against both, rubbing against them. The soft fur grinding themselves against the warm soles was also marked in the distinct smell of them at the same time. Kit moved his head and pressed his nose directly against of them and breaked in the heavy scent coming from it, letting out a deep sigh when he exhaled.
”Hehe. Same old Kit,” Moss said as he watched Kiss mark himself in the scent of his feet. Whether human or bear, Kit just couldn’t get enough of their smells. That neediness was very familiar. Moss felt his heat and cock beating at the same time, both a direct result of the kodiak bear’s actions.
Making use of his much stronger ursine nose, Kit was taking in lungfuls of the heavy funk of Moss’ feet, letting the rush come over him like before. Distinctly smelling of the wide, soft bodied black bear, Kit just couldn’t get enough of it. Keeping his nose full of the soles’ musk of course led to him wanting a taste.
He licked on the feet slowly, making sure that Moss could feel his tongue dragging along. The slower motion also assured that he was getting a full taste of the sweat that clung to the dark pads and the damp foot fur. Going from the sole to the heel, Kit’s tongue slid up and down, giving the left footpaw plenty of attention and then doing the same for the right one. He kept doing this until both were all wet and the smell of Moss’ soles were clinging firmly to his own fur. Once done, Kit leaned back and looked up at Moss.
”Good. Now that you’ve got our scents, it's our turn to get yours,” Moss said.
The next thing Kit knew, he was the one sitting on the bed with his loincloth off and the other two bears kneeling before him, having their muzzles closed in his erection. Fully out of the sheath and pulsing with strength, Dusty and Moss were now the ones taking the kodiak bear’s scent, breathing in the musk that was radiating from his crotch.
They outstretched their tongues and made contact with the kodiak bear’s cock. Together, Moss and Dusty started to lick the shaft from either side, going from the base to the tip and back down again, giving Kit’s erection their full attention. Now it was their turn to show how much they had been missing their other mate and his own unique scent, being a mix of bear while having added unique elements that they couldn’t find on any of the other bears.
Working in tandem, Moss and Dusty were licking Kit’s cock up and down, getting Kit to moan out as they collected the taste of his musk and the precum that was leaking down from his tip. Staying to one side, they were making the other bear’s cock all the wetter from their combined saliva, giving more pleasure as they were grinding directly against the sensitive, pulsing flesh.
Dusty kept licking at the cock, taking over as Moss moved down to first nuzzle against Kit’s balls. While Kit had shaft that was a bit longer than average, the kodiak bear was packing a pair of plump furry balls that Moss took the chance to sniff before he started licking, treating himself to the flavor of them as well, letting out hums from the tang that spread across his taste buds.
Their actions were making Kit groan all the louder. In turn his noses were fueling them. As his cock was still being lavished with more licks, Kit’s balls were given the same treatment, caressed by Moss’ thick tongue, made both warm and wet with saliva.
”Oh, guys…” Kit panted, watching the two work, keeping himself as still as he could to not interrupt them and the pleasure.
Watching one service his cock and the other really start to suck on his balls, Kit’s moans grew all the deeper. His precum was coming out in thicker amounts, being collected by Dusty’s tongue, making him hum from its flavor. Moss’ direct stimulation of his balls caused them to churn all the harder, in turn giving Dusty more to collect.
Feeling himself getting close to his limit, Kit called for the two to stop as he gripped his own cock and stroked it rapidly, pushing himself all the closer to his end point. Moss and Dusty kept themselves close, having their hands in between the kodiak’s spread legs.
”Aaah! Nnggh!” Getting to that point, Kit released his cum, having the heavy loads rain down onto the grizzly and black bear’s faces. Dusty and Moss were more than happy to receive their mate’s cum and the musky scent that was coming with them, letting it spill onto their muzzles and faces, enjoying both the heat and stickiness that clung to their pelts. Kit looked down at them, watching their faces get all the messier until the last rope of his cum jetted out, leaving Dusty and Moss coated from their faces to their chests.
“You really didn’t think I would return the favor?” Kit asked, having the positions changed entirely. He was now the one on his knees, both hands groping at Dusty and Moss’ crotches respectively.
He was giving some rubs to their balls, taking the chance to feel how heavy and full of seed their sacks were before moving his hands up to properly take hold of their erect and throbbing shafts, using the precum already smeared along the underside of their lengths, Kit began to pump them up and down, sliding his hands over their inches, getting more of the precum smeared over his palms.
Getting into a steady rhythm, he gave the two equal amounts of attention, stroking their respective inches, going from tip to base, smoothly gliding thanks to all of the precum that was still leaking out, spreading all over his hands and producing a stronger scent that had his nostrils flaring still. He listened to their moans, looking up at their pleasured expressions.
”I remember when I could barely grip these…” Kit said, pausing the stroking to run his thumbs along the tips, drawing in slow circles.
”I think I like this more…” Moss groaned as he started to thrust into Kit’s hand, pumping back and forth against the stroking motions. The pace sped up for both, giving them even more pleasure, causing them to moan louder in return. Once he started, Kit couldn’t stop himself from jerking them, keeping it all going while feeling his hands getting all the slicker, the excess dripping down his wrists and onto the floor.
Even if Dusty wasn’t thrusting like Moss was, Kit could recognize the grizzly’s enjoyment, hearing his more vocal moans, feeling the stronger throbs in his hand. By now it was all too easy for him to keep jerking them, giving more squeezes and other ways to tease and make them gasp. He knew they weren’t going to last for much longer but he kept the pace going, letting the pleasure build further, seeing no need to rush them into their climaxes.
“Just let it all out…” Kit encouraged them.
”Oh fuck!” Moss groaned, being the first to reach his limit, thrusting against Kit’s fist a final time before he came. Kit was given the same treatment, feeling the ropes of Moss’ cum raining down onto his face. He moaned the moment the sticky loads made contact with his fur, bringing its distinct scent with them. Dusty followed right after, groaning as he too released his cum. Jets of the thick seed flew out and came down heavily on Kit’s neck and chest, giving the other bear more of that warm and sticky sensation.
“Wow…” Kit panted as he let go of their cocks. “I missed this more than I thought I would…”
They were out in the forest, bathing themselves in the waters of the stream, cleaning the seed from their pelts. Kit truly felt at home again, remembering the times before when he was washing himself in these very waters. Though it was a bit chilly that night from the fall weather, Kit’s pelt had him feeling comfortable, even while wet. So busy with cleaning himself he didn’t notice Dusty and Moss wading up to him.
”Hey, Kit,” Moss said, making the kodiak look their way. “This oughta make you smell like us.”
Standing side by side, the grizzly and black bear were gripping their lengths, pointing them towards Kit before they both groaned, letting loose streams of their hot and musky urine. It struck Kit’s already wet body but he could feel the heat sinking into his pelt, and the combined smells of the other ursine’s mark rising into his nose. He shuddered and kneeled down into the water, letting the two stand over him and cover more area.
The force of their streams were cleaning away the seed that Kit hadn’t gotten to yet, replacing the sticky globs of ursine cum with the hot and fragrant soak of bear piss that Kit welcomed. He got showered in two streams at the same time, and it was making him excited rather quickly. With his body growing all the warmer and their strong marks flooding his sensitive nose, Kit started to pant from the rush.
Moss saw that and took the chance to aim his stream inside of the other bear’s mouth, pouring his liquid musk right over Kit’s outstretched tongue and down his throat from him gulping it down. Receiving it with just as much enthusiasm, Kit was savoring its taste, now feeling the warmth spreading from within as well. Moss came in close enough that he was able to wrap his lips around the tip, gulping down the rushing fluid directly while Dusty was still pissing on the rest of his body. He could still feel it cascading over his pelt before rushing down into the water. Every drop from the two were taken and he listened to them sigh before easing back.
”There,” Moss said with enthusiasm. “Now you smell like us.”
”Then I should make you two smell like me,” Kit proposed as he stood up, taking the grizzly and black bear by surprise but then they looked excited and sunk down to their knees as Kit rose up.
The kodiak had a sudden urge to relieve himself, combined with the more instinctual want to mark his mates. Having a hold on the portion of his cock that slid from his sheath, Kit let out a sigh as his urine came flowing out, pouring onto his mates. He shifted his hips, going back and forth to make sure both were getting his mark. The relief that came over him mixed with the thrill of getting his smell onto the other bears.
Moss was shamelessly getting a taste for Kit’s piss when the stream came his way again, taking in both the taste and the strong, sharp scent that was rising from Kit’s liquid musk parting the fur of his black pelt. He hummed while gulping it down, feeling the warmth sliding down to his stomach. Dusty just preferred to be showered in Kit’s release, letting it soak him, replacing the stream’s water.
Just letting it flow out of him, Kit kept going back and forth, doing his best to make sure both were given the same amount of attention and covered in the same amount of his piss, watching and hearing the splatters of his urine striking them. He gave them both as much as he could, until the last drop had been drained from his bladder…
”There… Now we all smell like each other,” Kit said with a smile.
”Come on, let’s help each other out,” Moss said and Kit agreed, getting close so they could wash each other, covering the areas that couldn’t be easily reached on their own. Feeling Dusty and Moss’ hands roaming over his wet body was making him feel all the more relaxed and he did the same for them, making sure to get them all clean. Once they were out of the water they got themselves some towels to dry themselves with and settled into bed together.
”Wow…” Kit marveled. Not only was the backroom bigger but so was the bed itself, having plenty of space for the both of them. He was settled in between Dusty and Moss, being hugged from both sides. With the warmth and fuzziness of their bodies, he didn’t need a blanket to keep himself warm and comfortable. Hearing their sleepy mumbles and sighs, Kit was able to easily drift off with a smile on his face. He was finally back home…
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