Tail Spunk

              Characters are © Disney and used without permission.

Contains M/m M/M Multiple male oral anal toys n/c consensual sex bondage cock and ball torture chastity spanking inflation cream pie rimming. 

“Ohhh.” Baloo groaned. “Remind me to ask Louie what he puts in that Krakatau Special.” And tried to get up, finding he couldn’t.
Opening his eyes, the bear found his head was trapped in a set of sturdy looking stocks. Looking down, his hands were trapped in an odd set of manacles. Wiggling, it felt like he was straddling a bench of sorts, his feet manacled in place. And something was pressed tight to his rear and stuffed under his tail.
Straining, the bear wiggled, pulled and twisted at his shackles, wincing as the object prodded his backside as he moved. After several minutes he gave up, panting heavily. 
A moan made him turn his head to where he saw his navigator, Kit Cloudkicker, restrained like he was and a plank pressed tight to the bear’s backside. He also noticed the cub’s green sweater was gone.
“Kit? Little britches? You okay?”
“Uh, Poppa Bear? What happened?” the young bear moaned.
“Not sure. Last I recall we were at Louie’s celebrating, then woke up here.” Baloo looked around. “Speaking of which, where the heck is here?” Kit looked around and swallowed.
“I know. We..”
“Are in one of the cells on board the Iron Vulture.” Said a spanish accented voice and a door creaked loudly as it was opened.
“Karnage! Let me and Kit go!”
“Oh, I am afraid I cannot be doing that.” The blue coated red wolf said, boots ringing slightly on the steel floor of the cell.
“My associates and I went through a bit of troubles to get you, after the trouble you have been causing us.” And pulled the cutlass on his hip, swinging it playfully.
“Just cause you and your boys can’t fly right Karny. Doesn’t mean you can take it out on me and Kit.” Baloo twisted his head as Dumptruck came in, carrying a large wooden box.
“Ah, Dumptrucks. You brought the box I have wanted.”
“Yah Captain. Can I stay and help this time?” the dog was visibly excited.
“Of course you can be helping me. Then later the rest of the crew can be having their, fun.” Baloo was slightly uncomfortable with the emphasis the pirate put on fun.
“Torture won’t work, Karny. Won’t be long before I bust us out of here.” Baloo grinned at the red wolf and hoped they believed him. He lost that thought when the pirate came over, smiling.
“Ah, but you be seeing. I have thought about my torture methods.” Dumptruck started to unload the crate, keeping the contents hidden.
“I have realized that sandpaper and turnips and the squeaky squeaky of a chalkboard is not near as satisfying as the new method I be having discovered.” Don sheathed his cutlass. Then did something Baloo wasn’t prepared for. He slowly unbuttoned his coat.
“I be finding it quite by accidentally the one day.” The coat was off and hung up on a hook in the wall. “We had a pilot of Sher Khan’s here. A jaguar that was not cooperating with us.” Don Karnage slipped his boots off as he kept talking.

“I was getting to the ending of my wits with him when I went back to my cabin. In one of our, searches. I found some very interesting books.” Black suspenders that held up light gray pants were slipped off shoulders and the long sleeved white shirt was now slowly coming off and Baloo was getting worried. Kit was watching Dumptruck who stayed out of his view.
“So, after gathering a few supplies I went back down to the cell. In less than an hour the jaguar was singing like a sweet little songbird. And so eager.” The suspenders were pulled back up.
“Yah, he was really eager. And a lot of fun!” Dumptruck was playing with something that tinkled and rustled.
“Yes he was, Dumptruck. I don’t be thinking Sher Khan was very happy with him. Now let’s be getting started shall we?”
The two pirates moved out of the bears view and a clanking started as Baloo was lifted upright so he was standing. The thing is his rear moving with him and his hands spread apart. He could see his yellow shirt was gone. The only clothes the two bears sported were Kit’s baseball cap and Baloo’s pilot hat.
Now Baloo could see that Dumptruck was wearing black shorts that looked shiny. Next to him was a pile of what looked like black leather straps with two rather large padlocks along with two smaller locks. A hand on his groin made him snarl.
“Hey! Watch the hands bub!”
“Hee, I don’t think Baloo likes our playing, Captain.” The dog pirate chuckled, picking up a handful of the straps.
“No he doesn’t. But soon he will be liking it very much.” The captain smiled as he expertly kneaded and tugged, feeling the two goose egg sized orbs slowly descend into the lengthening pouch despite the bears best efforts to pull them back up.
“Mmmmm, a big one.” The dog handed the wolf a thin strap. This was expertly wound and tied. Not too tight to restrict circulation, but tight enough to prevent them from being pulled back up into the bear’s body. Karnage grinned as felt the hidden member thicken.
“Yes he is, but he won’t get to play. Dumptruck.” Together, the two slid and tugged a set of straps on the bear. Leaving him clad in a tight fitting codpiece of sorts. His balls hanging out a hole in the leather straps with his rear being free.
Wincing, Baloo felt them tighten the straps and lock them shut. Trapping his member under a metal screen that allowed urination but not an erection.
“You know.” The red wolf picked up one of the large padlocks, twirling it on a finger. “I wasn’t going to use these at first, but it is so much fun to be watching someone deal with the weight.” And pulled the cord off and snapped the padlock on, letting it hang. Pulling the bear’s sack low.
“UH!” the bear grunted and stiffened in his bindings, gritting his teeth as the lock hit his balls.
“Want the other lock?” Dumptruck held the lock and Baloo started to sweat.
“No, I am thinking not.” The bear swallowed and gave a silent sigh of relief. “Yet. Now, for the young Cloudkicker.” Baloo watched as Kit was similarly attired, wincing in sympathy as a smaller padlock was snapped on.
“Now, I am supposing you are wondering about these.” Karnage gave Kit’s board a slap, earning a moan.
“They are part of the fun Dumptrucks and I will be having with you two.” Baloo moaned as his board was hit.

“Now, who start with?” The wolf paced slowly between the two, reaching to caress, fondle and play with his two captives. Leaving them moaning.
“Eh, Captain?” the dog walked over to whisper something to the wolf. Baloo and Kit both strained their ears to hear what was being said. The two pirates broke apart, smiling broadly.
“Then I will be taking Baloo, you take Kit. I know you have been wanting to for some time.” Karnage walked over to his prize, grabbing trapped balls in a red furred hand. Baloo moaned loudly as he watched the dog circle Kit.
“I have wanted to do this for a very long time, Kit. Ever since you first came here and I saw you in the shower. I have spent many nights thinking of you.” Dumptruck was stroking the front of his shorts, a bulge showing as he moved the young bear back down to his original position and walked around in front on him. Kit shied away as the dog moved close to press his tenting shorts to the bear’s nose.
“Smell that? You like that smell?”
“No!”
“You will, Kit. You will love it.” And undid his shorts. Slowly pushing them down to free his erect cock. “Aaaaaaaaah, that feels much better.” And stroked his shaft slowly, caressing that hard length.
“What... what’s that lackey of yours going to do to Kit?” and grunted as he was cranked back down to a horizontal position again.
“The same thing I am going to be doing to you.” Karnage walked back around. His pants were gone, revealing a long pink dripping shaft.
“Lick Kit. Lick my cock.” The dog held it out to the bear
“No way!”
“Lick it.”
“Lick me like the ice creams cone, Baloo.”
“Fat chance Karny.”
“They always say that at first don’t they, Dumptrucks?” Karnage said.
“Yup.” And walked over to step on a pedal besides Kit’s frame. A mechanical grinding noise started then stopped.
“Hah, nothing Karny.” Baloo gloated.
“Wait.” The pirate captain stomped on a pedal as well. Kit grinned, then his eyes flew open as the board behind him started to thump his rear. Hard! Baloo was about to shout when his own board slapped his butt. The protrusion on it thrusting deep into his rear.
“AH! Shut it off! Shut it off!” Kit shouted, Baloo yelling the same thing.
“Did you hear something Captain?”
“Hmm, I be hearing that maybe we need to get some oil on these gears. Reminding me to talk to Rex in the engine room.” Dumptruck nodded as the two stood, totally oblivious to Baloo and Kit’s cries for it to stop. Their protest slowly dwindling in volume as the unerring slapping and thrusting continued before Baloo croaked.
“Yes.”
“Yes what Baloo?” Karnage cupped his hand to his ear.
“Yes, I’ll lick your cock.” Dumptruck was kneeling by Kit and smiling as the mechanical noise stopped. Rear throbbing, Baloo opened his mouth and extended his tongue to lap the pirate’s shaft.

“Ah, very good. Be keeping going.” Karnage spread his legs as the bear lapped slowly.
“Mmmm, you have a very soft tongue Kit.” The dog said quietly, petting the cub’s head gently. Kit had his eyes closed as he licked. It didn’t taste bad, just a faint saltiness that was actually nice. Baloo was licking more now, stretching his tongue out.
“And a nice long tongue too. I know of a few that will love that. Now open wide please.” Baloo pulled his tongue back in and closed his mouth tight, shaking his head.
Sighing, the wolf pinched the bear’s nostrils shut with his fingers. Eyes wide, Baloo held it for as long as he could before gasping and feeling the wolf’s cock enter his mouth.
“Now now. No biting please. Or you might not like what will happen.” And poised his foot near a second pedal. “This one is much harder and faster.”
Sighing, Baloo closed his mouth around the pirates cock, not sure what to do next. Dumptruck had his cock in Kit’s muzzle, smiling at how hot the bear cub was.
“Now suck Baloo. Gently.” Karnage said, then moaned softly. Dumptruck was also moaning, smiling at how hot Kit looked. Resigning themselves to their fate, Baloo and Kit kept sucking, hoping this would be over soon. Something pooling on his tongue made the older ursine lick as he sucked and the wolf moaned happily, thrusting in.
“Lick bear. Lick faster.” And thrust again, his cock hitting the back on Baloo’s throat. Gagging, the bear did as he was told, moving his tongue faster over that throbbing length in his mouth. Kit had his jaw stretched wide around the dog’s shaft, breathing noisily though his nose.
“That’s it, Kit. Suck me really good and you will be getting a nice treat soon.” The dog panted, his hips starting to move.
Karnage was also moving, sliding in until the bear started to gag slightly before almost pulling out. Each time the gagging was less pronounced and the wolf smiled. The younger ursine was also swallowing pirate pre, the length in his mouth throbbing and twitching as Dumptruck got more and more excited.
“Suck harder Kit! I’m getting close!”
‘Close to what?’ the cub wondered, sucking harder. Red furred hands gripped Baloo’s head as the pirate started to grunt and move faster, the head of his cock entering the bear’s throat.
“Harder Baloo! Like a thick milken shake!” Karnage panted, gripping the bear’s head with deceptively strong hands as he thrust faster and faster.
Growling and gasping, the bear did as he was told, trying to pull back from the pirate. Not sure what was going to happen and had a feeling he wouldn’t like it.
The dog was grunting and panting, his big hands holding Kit’s head steady to make sure he didn’t move for what was going to happen. Giving a loud grunt, Dumptruck came! His balls pulling up tight to his body as he fed the bear his load of seed.
Gagging and choking, Kit had no choice but to swallow what was spurting from the pirates throbbing shaft. The excess dripping in sticky strings of white from the corners of his mouth.
Baloo tried to jerk his head and yell which was a mistake as this opened his throat up and Karnage thrust deep and came hard. The first surge went right down to his belly, then the wolf pulled back.

Eyes wide, the bear had no choice but to swallow the salty globs that spurted into his mouth. Hoping this would be over soon. Both pirates had blissful smiles on their faces as they came in the bears. They were enjoying it, their prisoners weren’t.
“Ah, that felt good!” Dumptruck pulled back. The sight of Kit. Choking and coughing, cum dripping off his face was a sight he thoroughly enjoyed. Baloo was gagging as the wolf pulled back, grabbing his softening cock to wipe the remains of his seed off on a black nose.
“Get a good sniff, Baloo. That smell is one you will be coming to love.” The bear coughed a few times before answering.
“Fat chance, Karny! When I get out it’s going to be you in this thing!” he growled, pulling harder!
“Oh, I am thinking not. That was only rounds one. Rounds two will be muchly more fun yes.” Karnage and Dunptruck went over to a corner of the room where a small sink was mounted and washed up. The sight of the water flowing made Kit realize how thirsty he was after that forced drink of dog seed.
“Could I have some water, please?” Karnage heard him and filled a bowl with water.
“You are thirsty yes?”
“Very thirsty, sir.” Kit kept his eyes on that bowl of cool liquid.
“Will you do anything for a drink?” Kit looked up at the pirate as a little water splashed onto the floor.
“Anything?”
“Kit! No!” Baloo fought harder, wincing each time the padlock hit something under him. Then stiffened as a rough hand grabbed his trapped balls in a firm grip.
“Keep quiet, bear.” Dumptruck growled and squeezed lightly. Gritting his teeth, the ursine shut his mouth. The dog smiled as he inspected the captive’s tailhole. Nicely stretched around the smooth wooden plug mounted on the board. Knowing it would soon be stretched around something else.
“Yes! Anything!” the cub gasped out as more of that cool liquid splashed onto the floor.
“Very well.” the wolf brought the bowl over and Kit drank greedily. The water tasted better than he imagined.
“And what about you, Baloo? Thirsty?” Dumptruck gave the bear’s balls a tug, watching the skin stretch. The two orbs inside feeling a bit swollen. Watching Kit drink had made him thirsty as well, but he was determined to not give in and shook his head.
“Aww. That is too bads.” The wolf left Kit and refilled the bowl. “It is so nice and cold.” And sipped some from it. The older bear watched the pirate wolf walk around him, slipping and saying how refreshing the water was.
“Please.” Baloo panted, his tongue hanging out. “Can I have some water?”
“Oh? You are getting thirsty yes?” Karnage spilled some water on the floor near the bear, smiling as he watched a long tongue try to lap it up. The bear nodded and strained to get closer to that precious liquid.
“You know what you have to say to get a drink.” The wolf took another long sip. Swallowing, mostly his pride, Baloo said quietly.
“Please sir, I’ll do anything for a drink of water.” Smiling, Karnage filled the bowl full and brought it over to watch the bear gulp it, then lick the last few drops out.

“Now that that is over and be done with, round two.” Karnage put the bowl away. “I am thinking you better take Baloo, Dumptrucks. You might hurt the young Cloudkicker. You are a bit big for someone that small. At leasting right away.”
“Good idea, Captain.” The dog and pirate headed for the pedals again and Baloo winced as a third one was stepped on. He and Kit were both surprised when the board behind them moved away. Making them moan as the wooden plugs slid free.
“Baloo looks like he is ready.” Karnage was looking closely at the cub’s hindquarters.
“As is Kit. Get you know what from the box.” Dumptruck went to the box and pulled out a large jar of something pale yellow in colour and brought it over.
“Ah, a new jar. How many does that make since we started with this new torture?”
“Dah,” the dog counted on his fingers. “I’m not sure, Captain. But I do know we still have three crates in the cargo bay.”
“Hmm, we might be having to do another supply run in a weeks or two.” The wolf stroked his sheath.
“Yah Captain.” Dumptruck stroked his sheath as well, a visible bulge showing. Karnage took the jar from the dog and opened it, scooping up a big glob on two fingers. Kit saw this and put two and two together.
“No! Please don’t!” and started to struggle.
“Now now, no fighting, Kit. You knows you wills be going no place. So just relax and enjoy yes?” And rubbed his fingers under the cub’s stubby tail. A gasp, then a low moan slipped from Kit as Karnage rubbed his vaseline coated fingers over the tight bud, prodding gently to work some of the slippery substance in.
“What’s your boss doing to KIT!” Baloo yelled as something cold and slippery was prodded gently under his bobtail, sending a jolt through his entire body.
“The same thing I’m doing to you, bear.” Dumptruck smiled as he wiggled his finger, feeling the tight bud flex. Slowly, patiently and expertly the two pirates lubed and loosened two tight tail holes. Digits deep into quivering and moaning ursine rears that were starting to push back.
“I am thinking they are ready.” Karnage ran his fingertip over Kit’s prostate, earning a groan and a shove backwards. Dumptruck grinned and gently mauled Baloo’s hidden gland, watching the massive frame quiver and jerk with each movement before easing out. The quivering ring stimulating him more.
Scooping up more of the slippery grease, the dog coated his shaft heavily with it. The wolf doing likewise, knowing he would need the lubrication. Baloo was gasping and panting, his fur dark with sweat. His member straining under its metal prison to emerge.
Kit wasn’t in much better shape. Karnage had worked and mauled his tiny prostate. Sending dizzying waves his body that made his member ache to be free but the codpiece prevented that so he was left highly frustrated.
“Now then.” Karnage lifted the cub’s tail up. “Let us begin.” And pushed, moaning as the tight ring stretched.
“AH!” Kit cried as his rear was stretched around the wolf’s maleness. His rear opening more and more until the head slipped in, leaving him panting and shivering. Baloo was going to yell but gritted his teeth as Dumptruck started to push his shaft in.

“Oh yes! So tight! I love popping tight cherries!” the dog was wagging happily as he worked more and more of his shaft into Baloo’s rear. Feeling the muscles quiver and try to push him out.
“Please sir! Please don’t!” Kit begged, whimpering as more of the pirate’s cock slid deeper and deeper.
“You did say you would do anythings.” The wolf grinned as he watched inch after inch slip disappear. Sobbing, the bear let his head hang as the wolf sodomized him. Karnage gave a mighty sigh as he planted the rest of his shaft deep into silken heat.
“Oh, Dumptrucks. You will love this lettle bear. He is liken a greased fist.”
“Yah! And Baloo is almost as tight!” the dog was now fully inside. Feeling muscles squeeze him over and over. Repositioning themselves, the two pirates slowly pulled back, then thrust in. Eyes flew open and loud gasps echoed in the room.
“Hey Captain. I think they like this.” Dumptruck grabbed hold of broad hips as he started to move, slowly at first to let the bear’s tail hole adjust. Then a bit faster when he felt the bear relax.
Kit was moaning as Karnage took him. Feeling the pirate’s shaft probe deep in his tender bottom. Shuffling his feet wider apart to help relax his stretched rear. Karnage hummed softly to himself as he kept moving, feeling and watching the cub start to respond to him.
‘They always do.’ He gripped small hips, kneading and rubbing as he speeded up. His balls hanging very low and very full, even after giving Baloo his first load. It had been a long time since he had taken anyone and someone this tight was a special treat.
The dog watched his Captain cover Kit, wishing he was doing it but knowing his shaft was a little much right now for someone that small. Grinning, he started to move faster. Baloo was grunting and shoving back to meet him, a sure sign he was enjoying this. A lusty moan sounded as the thrusting into his rear speeded up and he crouched a little, liking the feel of a cock moving in his backside.
“Faster sir. Faster!” Kit panted, his eyes half closed in pleasure, shoving back as hard as his bonds would allow. Grinning, the wolf speeded up, pre and melted vaseline dripping down as his balls and groin wetly smacked the bear’s rear. His climax rushing to meet him.
The dog was grunting as he pounded faster and faster, the tingle deep in his balls was growing with each swing of his hips. Drooling over the bear’s broad back as he hunched over, trying to cram his shaft even deeper!
Karnage was first to blow, thrusting in as far as he could go before his cock throbbed and spat hot cream into the cub’s rear. Moaning as his balls pulled up tight to his body and leaned over Kit. Eyes wide open, the cub gasped and shivered as an anal orgasm hit him. Leaving him with his mouth hanging open as he felt the warmth fill his body, pressing back for more!
Baloo let out a loud grunt as he climaxed, a small trickle of white oozing out the mesh, then a louder grunt as the dog came. The heat flowing into his rear made him shiver and squeeze Dumptruck. Puffing, the dog held himself as tight and deep in that hot tunnel squeezing and milking his cock. Groaning as it felt like Baloo was trying to pull him even deeper before ramming in as his orgasm hit hard! Growling loudly as he emptied his balls into the captive bear under him.
Panting, Karnage slowly pulled back, his soft shaft slipped free followed by a long trickle of white from the moaning cub. Dumptruck pulled free as well. Smiling as he watched his cum ooze out from the well humped ass.

“Well,” the red wolf panted. “I am thinking they are ready. What do you thenk on this, Dumptrucks?”
“I’d say so Captain. That is the best fuck I have had in a while now.” The dog wiped his cock off on the bear’s rump. Grinning, Karnage walked over to small box on the wall and opened it. Pulling out a microphone.
“Attention crew. This is Don Karnage speaking to you with my voice. We have two new party favorites ready and willing to play. Please come down to cell numbers six. These two are such fun!”
Baloo and Kit heard a rumble from feet hammering the deck before the doors burst open.

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Moaning and panting, Baloo waddled towards the cell. His rear steadily leaking a trickle of cum. His low hanging swollen sack forced him to walk with his legs slightly apart and was bouncing and jiggling with each step. Licking his mouth, he could taste the seed that had spattered his face. His chest and rump fur stiff with dried cum.
“Keep going.” Dumptruck prodded the bear’s back. Moaning, the bear complied. His belly sloshing from all the seed he had drunk. Losing count of how many he and Kit had taken.
It had been an orgy with Kit and Baloo as the party favors. When they had been let go he wasn’t sure of but could clearly recall being rolled and turned as pirate after pirate took him.
One pirate got an idea and showed up with a dud shell from one of the smaller cannons and greased it up before making Baloo squat on it. The weight of the second padlock almost forcing him onto that polished brass length. The other pirates cheering him on as he took all sixteen inches into his rear.
After that he had two cocks up his ass. He shivered as he recalled how that odd double friction felt and he oozed more cum from his trapped cock and loose rear.
What had been maddening was his nuts had been repeatedly mauled, stroked and played with. Swelling them with trapped cum until it felt like they were going to explode!
“In here.” The dog opened a door and gave the bear a shove in before slamming the door, locking it shut.
This cell was a bit of a surprise. A mattress was on the floor with two blankets lumped up on the bed. A sink and toilet were here a well. Waddling over to the bed, he was shocked when the lump moaned and uncurled.
“Kit?” the cub sat up.
“Poppa bear?” and stood up, grabbing him in a sticky hug and he hugged the cub tight.
“What happened? I lost track of you.”
“I guess I passed out. I remember Dumptruck taking me for the third time, I think, then nothing until I woke up as you came in.” Kit sighed softly as he held Baloo tight. “How long?”
“I don’t know, Little Britches. Felt like hours.” And moaned as the cub rubbed against the codpiece again. “Wish I could get this thing off. I need to take a leak.” Kit let go, then reached up and pulled his cap off. Pulling a length of thin silver wire out of the lining.
“Hold still.” And stuck the wire in the one strap lock. Closing his eyes he twisted. Wiggled and was rewarded with a snap as it unlocked. Then attacked the second lock.
“Where did you learn to do that?” Baloo let out a loud sigh as the straps were pulled down.

“You learn a little of everything when you are a pirate. Now hold still.” And knelt, carefully picking the large padlock. Biting his lip to keep quiet, the older bear stood as still as he could as the cub worked the lock. Moaning each time his scrotum was jiggled. Finally, with a loud click it unlocked and Kit removed it. Then went for the second lock. With it off Baloo’s balls jumped at being free from the weight.
“Scuse me.” Baloo ran for the toilet, letting out a loud moan as his bladder emptied itself. By the time he was done and washed, Kit was unlocked and hurried over to relive himself as well.
Filling the sink with warm water, Baloo was amazed soap and towels was included and managed to get the worst of the dried cum off himself and Kit. Swollen balls swaying, the bear waddled back to the mattress and carefully sat down. Groaning as his enlarged scrotum bounced on the mattress.
“You okay, poppa bear?” Kit walked over, his own scrotum swollen up to peach size but not dangling like the older bears.
“I’m okay. Kit.”’ No way was he going to jerk off in front of the cub. Even after all they had been through. He moaned loudly as soft fingers cupped his swollen sack and an even softer tongue licked.
“Mmmm. You taste like I imagined you would, Baloo.”
“K..Kit?” the bear wasn’t sure what to say.
“Don’t be surprised, poppa bear. I’ve dreamed of this for a long time.” And licked more before moving up to nuzzle the sheath, the hardness inside nearly jumping out under that light touch.
“Baloo, ever since I first saw you I’ve dreamed of this. Wanting to be with you. Feel you in me.” The cub licked the bobbing shaft, moaning loudly at the taste.
“Bu.. but Kit? I...” he moaned loudly as Kit took the head in his mouth and drooled over it, rubbing his hands over the foot long and soda bottle thick throbbing and pre oozing hunk of bear meat.
“Please Baloo! I’ve dreamed of this nearly every night since I met you back at Louie’s. I love you!” Tears trickled down the cub’s cheeks.
Baloo reached out and held Kit tight. Feeling tears dampen his fur. He did love the cub dearly and deep down he finally admitted. He had wanted this too. Gently, he eased the young bear away from his chest.
“Kit?”
“Yes Baloo?”
“I love you too.” And kissed him full on the mouth. A stifled moan of ecstasy and Kit grabbing him tight was an answer that spoke louder than any words ever could. Losing himself in kissing his navigator for the very first time.
Hugging had been hard enough without groping that amazingly hot looking butt. And those nights when he had been alone he had jerked off, imagining making love to that sexy little bear.
Breaking the kiss slowly, he put his hands on Kit’s hips and picked him up. Giggling, the cub squirmed playfully, then gasped and jerked as his swollen sack was pulled into a hot muzzle and gently sucked on.
“Oh Baloo!” his shaft popped free under the gentle suction and he hunched over the bear’s head. His body quivering each time that tongue stroked his sensitive sack. Smiling the bear kept licking, moving his one hand over to tease, and then ease a thick finger all the way into a loose and creamy backside. 

Kit cried out as he came, coating Baloo’s face and muzzle with a long stream of white. Letting go of throbbing balls, the pilot bear took the cubs squirting cock into his muzzle and sucked hard, wiggling his finger as a second geyser entered his mouth.
Both bears moaned loudly. Baloo from the almost candy sweet taste of Kit’s cum and the cub from getting his very first blowjob. Shivering, Kit went limp and draped himself over Baloo’s head. Moaning softly.
Wiggling his finger gently, the older bear suckled on the cub’s twitching cock until no more would come before gently releasing it. Then eased his finger out slowly and helped lift the young bear down to stand, swaying. His finger was coated with pirate cum and he sucked on it, moaning and his cock drooled pre before pulling his finger out.
“Come on Kit. Come sit on my lap.” And wiggled his cock. Kit smiled and walked over, then turned so his rear was to Baloo. The bear licked his mouth at that cute little bubble butt and watch him lean over and spread his legs before backing up. A cum slick and sloppy pucker was lowered slowly until it made contact with a steel hard bear shaft and wiggled.
Baloo let out a loud moan and almost came right there. Kit panted softly, shaking he was so excited as he pushed down. Feeling his rear stretch a little until the head popped in.
“Uuuuuuuuuuuh.” The cub moaned happily. Breathing heavily, the older bear grabbed the two blankets and wadded them up, laying his head back on them to watch. Shivering, Kit steadied himself. Then started to sit down. Moaning anew as more and more slid in, rubbing over his prostate until he settled fully onto Baloo’s lap.
Both were panting softly and shivering by this time and held their positions. Baloo flexed his muscles that made his cock jump which caused Kit to gasp and drip pre.
“P... Poppa bear. It feels so...”
“So good.” Baloo crooned softly and sat up, wrapping his arms around the cub and cuddling him tight. Hearing him sigh and snuggle back in that warm embrace.
The only sound in the room was quiet breathing as the two bruins cuddled, occasionally moaning when one or the other shifted a little. Lifting his head and turning it, Kit gently kissed Baloo’s cheek before whispering huskily.
“Make love to me, Baloo. I want to feel you cum in me.” And squeezed the hot length of bear meat deep in him. Groaning happily, the bear slipped his arms down until his hands rested on small hips.
“Ready little britches?”
“Ready poppa bear.” Kit smiled. Then moaned as he was slid up very slowly, feeling that veined length slip out until the head caught in his anal ring. Then just as slowly was eased back down, woofing softly as the air was gently knocked out of him.
Baloo moaned and his cock throbbed. Even after all that sex, Kit was still tight, but was so creamy inside it was like warm silk on his aching shaft. Sweating, he kept going slowly despite his body’s cry for speed!
Fur damp, the cub let the older bear set the speed. Relaxing as the thick shaft slipped in and out of him. Sending tingles through his entire body and a trickle of drool hung out the corner of his mouth.
Grunting and panting, Baloo couldn’t hold back any longer! He had been denied a true climax for who knows how long and Kit’s hot body was trying to pull the seed from his swollen balls. Growling, he speeded up, driving the cub down in his lap faster and faster.

“Yes! Harder Baloo! Harder!” the cub cried out. His shaft was out and dripping and flexed, squeezing the hard cock deep in him. Letting out a bellow, Baloo came, hard! Slamming Kit down as he went off like a geyser. A stream of cum shooting deep into the cub’s body.
Yelping, Kit came just as hard as a long stream shot out a good three feet from his twitching cock to spatter on the cold steel floor. Baloo gasped, then started to move Kit again.
“Yes!” Kit shouted, feeling all that cum slosh inside him, his tummy showing a nice bulge. Baloo lost himself in mating with Kit, twisting the cub around on his hard shaft like a toy so they were face to face. Another gush of cum spattering his face and chest as he rammed hard, more seed pumping into the tiny body.
“More Baloo! More!” his belly jiggling and he giggled, reaching down to play with the bear’s balls. Faint creases showing in the skin surrounding them.
Time after time Baloo came in Kit. Riding the tail end of each orgasm as he changed positions after each one. Keeping his shaft deep in his navigator’s body. His cum starting to ooze back out so his cock now squished with each move.
Finally giving a thunderous bellow he came for the last time. His scrotum now looking limp and shriveled and he collapsed onto the mattress on his side. Holding Kit down on his shaft.
Moaning happily, Kit lay beside Baloo, his belly nice and round. He had cum almost as much as Baloo had and his balls has long since retreated back into his body, a slight bulge showing from his sack having been stretched so much. His groin fur wet from cum and pre and wiggled happily.
“Don’t.” Baloo moaned. “Don’t move Kit. I just want to lie like this for a while.” He murmured and put an arm around the cub to cuddle him close. Nodding, Kit snuggled back. Liking how it felt to rest with a nice big cock lodged firmly in his tail hole. Moaning softly when he felt Baloo curl up around him a little.
“Mm.” Kit grunted and gently pushed back against his friend, feeling the arm move and a hand cover his groin and giggled. Moaning, Baloo cuddled Kit a bit tighter. The giggling was making the cub jiggle, which in turn tickled his shaft.
The two lay, cuddling each other before Baloo felt his shaft start to soften and slip free. Moving quickly, the older bear rolled over so Kit had his hindquarters up while his front was still on the mattress.
“Don’t move.” Baloo moaned as his shaft popped free, followed by a stream of cum. Moving fast, he dropped down behind the cub and slid his tongue as deep in that cum filled cavity. Pressing his muzzle hard into the sticky crease in those hot little buns. Gasping loudly, Kit shoved back hard, his sheath once again filling out.
Baloo lapped and slurped at that hot butt. He had wondered what Karnage had meant when he had talked about his tongue. He just wasn’t prepared to rim several pirate butts. Most of the time said pirate was also pounding away at Kit’s backside or humping his muzzle.
He was a little surprised that the pirates were so clean so it hadn’t been bad. In fact, he had enjoyed it, especially how he could make a pirate howl just by licking.

But what he had desperately wanted to do was to lick and lap that sweet little bear backside. Plunder that hot little rump until Kit was a limp pile of fur. Snorting, he spread those cheeks and rammed his tongue in deeper, lapping and sucking to get every drop of his seed and any pirate cum that was left in that sweet little rear.
Kit was jerking and shaking each time that tongue wiggled, his shaft was dripping pre and he shoved back harder and harder.
“More Baloo! More!” he shouted, spreading his legs as wide as possible and stroking his shaft hard and fast. Panting as tingles started to build deep in his body. Shoving back more!
Growling, Baloo started to tongue fuck Kit. Pushing his tongue deep in that sweet tunnel of quivering muscle, running his tongue over the small rounded bump his tongue had touched.
Kit screamed and came, his body going into convulsions as his final load blasted out over the blanket. Closing his eyes at points of lights danced behind his eyelids from the intensity.
Steadying the small body, the pilot bear licked slowly now. Prolonging the cub’s orgasm until the shivering stopped and a boneless pile of fur rested in his hands. Giggling in euphoric bliss, Kit felt Baloo roll him over and cuddled tight to a broad chest.
“Thanks you, poppa bear.” He whispered. His backside was still tingling from the oral assault.
“Thank you, little britches.” And held Kit tight, nuzzling him tenderly. Cuddled together, the two gently stroked and petted each other, moaning softly.
“Baloo?”
“Yes Kit?” The cub slid up so the two were face to face.
“Think we will get out of here?” he asked, a worried tone in his voice.
“Aww, we will Kit. These pirates will get sloppy and when they do, we make a break for it.” And put a hand gently on the cub’s shoulder, earning a smile.
“I love you, poppa bear.”
“I love you too, little britches.” Baloo whispered and kissed Kit deeply.
“And, CUT!” Karnage shouted through his megaphone. Baloo and Kit smiled and stood up, two pirates handing them robes to wear.
“That was unbelievingly hot! You two were great!” the wolf had a very noticeable wet spot on the front is his pants while the rest of the film crew was in various stages of erections. The musty odor of semen filled the room from several white puddles scattered around the floor.
“I think that was one of our best scenes yet, Kit.” Baloo patted the cub gently on the back.
“Sure was. I still can’t get over that tongue of yours.” And moaned, his tail hole quivering in response.
“I’ll be saying. When I saw you stick that out the first time I thought you were part ants eater.” And chuckled as Baloo stuck out all eight inches and wiggled it before pulling it back in.
“I thought half your crew was going to cum on the spot when we did that first screen test.” Baloo picked up a bottle of soda while Kit grabbed a sandwich. Karnage chuckled.
“They did and the other half was very busy that nights. I still can’t be getting overs how hot you and Kit are together. And you have been lovers for how long?” Karnage rubbed the front of his pants gently.
“Be about six months now. Why didn’t you tell me sooner you loved me that much Kit?” the older bear took a long swallow from the bottle.
“I was scared to, Baloo. I didn’t want to ruin our friendship.” Kit said shyly.

“Aww little britches. Nothing could ever ruin that. I still can’t get over how deep that rump of yours is. How did you manage that?”
“Oh, an old broom handle and lots of vaseline helped, plus a couple of cucumbers. You didn’t think I was just doing homework up in my room did you?” and chuckled. Baloo and Karnage laughed as they walked through the Iron Vulture, various grunts, pants and moans coming from the other cells.
“Still can’t believe you and your pirates. When you approached me and asked if I wanted to star in some porn films I thought I was hearing things.” Baloo had picked up Kit, the cub’s legs were still a bit wobbly from earlier.
“Yes, we had found out quites by accident how much money could be made from such films. Plus, this is more fun. Many of my crew likes this kinds of work very very much. And being famous instead of infamous also helps.” They entered a room that was an office and the wolf pointed to two large padded chairs opposite a paper strewn desk while he sat in his chair. Baloo kept holding kit as he gently sat down.
“How are your balls be doing?” Karnage queried. Parting his robe showed they had pulled up a fair bit and were now close to the bear’s body.
“Pretty well. By the time we get back I doubt much will be showing.” The bear flopped his robe close and snuggled Kit a bit tighter.
“That is a much relief to hear. Now, the shooting schedule.” He picked up a folder and opened it. “Kit, can you be frees over the weeksend? Sher Khan would be liking to do that film he said he mentioned to you.”
“I think Sunday is good. I’ll have to check Saturday.” the cub replied. Moaning when a hand cupped his bare bottom under his robe.
“Still can’t believe you and Khany are partners in this.” Baloo gently squeezed, earning a second moan.
“Yes, it was a bit of shocks as well for me. When he first approached me about being partners in porn films and not arresting me I thought I was going the crazies.” The wolf leaned back in his chair and chuckled.
“What changed your mind?” Baloo kept playing with Kit’s backside.
“Oh, when he dropped his pants, bent me over this desk and pounded the daylight bulbs out of me.” The two bears and wolf laughed.
“Ahh. So, anything for me?”Baloo wiped his eyes as Karnage picked up the folder and flipped it open.
“Ah yes. It slipped my mind. We have two specials guests we are bringing in. From other country. Two, I believed you call them horses.” And slid two photos across the desk. Baloo picked it up and whistled.
“Oh baby! These two are hung!”
“Yes they ares. The screen test was, interesting.” The wolf squirmed in his chair. “And I know you liken the big ones.”
“Hey I like them too!” Kit growled. Making Baloo and Karnage chuckle.
“I know you do, little britches. But these guys are hung like you wouldn’t believe.” And showed Kit the second photo.
“Those guys have to be two feet or better!” the cub wiggled, his tail hole flexing.
“Easy Kit. We will have to work that hot little butt of yours a little more and maybe you can handle about half that cock.” Baloo cuddled him a when a yawn escaped that young bear. “But right now, I think we could both use some sleep.” And stood up, holding Kit in his arms.

“Ah yes, my apologize. We have a room ready for you. And your plane is being refueled and readied for your flights back. Would you liking somethings to eat?”
“Uh, maybe a sandwich for me. I’m still bit full.” Baloo patted his tummy.
“Same for me. And some juice to please.” Kit yawned again and cuddled against Baloo.
“I’ll have it sents right down. Room twenty-five. Your usual one.” Karnage winked.
“Thanks Karnage. Me and Kit will see you first thing tomorrow before we leave.”
“I will sees you and Kit then. Sleep well and sweetest dreams.” Karnage came around the desk to gently hug Kit and Baloo before they left.
Once in their room Baloo and Kit had dinner, then took a long hot shower. Washing each other slowly and gently before getting out. Drying and grooming carefully until their fur gleamed in the room’s lights.
Then Baloo carefully worked ointment into Kit’s rear, grinning as he probed and fingered the cub before easing his fingers out and going to wash up. Coming back out, he saw the cub was lying on the bed, curled up under the soft blankets. Easing in he curled up around the cub, cuddling him tight.
“Mm. Thanks Poppa Bear.” Kit said quietly.
“For which? Being my lover? Bringing you along or for licking out your hot little bear butt?” he chuckled.
“Yes!” Kit squealed and rolled over to kiss Baloo deeply, feeling the older bear respond and hug him tight. They broke apart slowly and Kit curled up in Baloo’s arms. Cuddling gently the two slowly drifted off to sleep and some highly erotic dreams.

The End??? Maybe. ;)