Torkel is a bear that drives an ice cream truck. He is loved by the neighborhoods he frequents on his drives. Some of the regular kids have taken to calling him "Thor" when they found out he was born and raised in Norway. One thing was for certain: Torkel absolutely loved kids. However he has  liked them perhaps a bit too much. Every so often he was struck by urges when it was just him and a single cub talking back and forth. He took great effort in keeping these desires hidden, not out of fear of being ostracized, but mainly out of fear of hurting the kids since he's pretty big even by bear standards.

James is a mouse that comes from a poor family and is Torkel's favorite customer. The bear always gave him deals and gave him more than he paid for. The kid was always grateful and would stick around, even after everyone else would leave just so he could chat with the bear, seeing him like an uncle. The difference in size between them was massive. James could fit the palm of the bear’s hand and had to be careful when wandering around. It was easy to miss him. But Torkel made some modifications to his truck, installing a small ladder to the side that James could use to scurry up to the ice cream truck’s counter. 

One day in particular, the two were chatting after the usual crowd had dispersed, James was talking about school and what not while Torkel was listening. During the conversation James casually let it slip that his parents would still be out for a while. 

Torkel had finished up his rounds; there was no one watching them either. He decided to take a chance and indulge in his urges, inviting the mouse inside his van instead of just standing on the counter. 

”How about you come on in? I’m sure your parents would mind if I watch over you for a while,” the bear suggested. 

”Really?” Jamed asked. He was over the moon and literally lept at the chance, hopping into the palm of the bear’s palm. He was then getting a tour of the van, shown where the ice cream and candies were stored along with the other supplies. It was actually rather roomy inside of the truck, the back even having a cot that Torkel would sometimes rest on. After Torkel showed James around he decided to just go for it…

He started by acting as if there was something bothering him, groaning and hissing. 

“What's wrong, Thor?” the mouse asked with concern.

“Oh, it's just… I have an itch in my sheath that I just can't seem to scratch,” the bear replied.

The mouse's tiny eyes widened in curiosity. “In your sheath?”

“It's where my private part is hidden,” Torkel explained. “You have one too, right? It’s just the itch is really deep and I can’t get to it with my fat bear fingers.”

Torkel cringed a bit, wondering if the boy would catch on to what he was trying to do but James seemed oblivious, even looking intrigued. “M-maybe I can help.” 

The bear hesitated for a moment as if he was actually considering it, but then shrugged. “Sure, why not?”

They went into the back and he got down on the cot. James stood by as he watched the bear unzip his pants and pull them down enough to expose his groin, exposing his sheath to the mouse. James’ nose twitched as he sniffed at the musky scent emanating from the sheath.

“It smells...interesting,” the boy remarked.

The bear chuckled. “That's just my natural scent. But I have to warn you, it might be a little...overwhelming for a little mouse like you.”

The mouse was undeterred. I'm not afraid. Can I touch it?” The whole point of helping out with an itch was already forgotten now that a new challenge had been imposed. 

The bear nodded and James gingerly reached out and rubbed his tiny paws against the sheath. As he did, Torkel let out a deep moan of pleasure.

“That feels amazing,” the bear rumbled.

The mouse was fascinated by Torkel's reaction. He continued to rub the sheath, earning more pleasurable noises from the bear.

“C-can I...can I lick it?” the mouse asked tentatively.

That got Torkel’s attention. “Lick it? That’s a strange request. Have you done this kind of thing before?”

“W-well. Kind of,” James admitted with a blush. “I have an older brother I share a bed with and he sleeps without pants sometimes because he gets hot at night. One night he was doing something to himself and when I woke up he was showing me things. His thing was out of the sheath, all hard and stuff. He had me touch all over it and even lick it until some stuff came out. But he told me not to tell anyone so don’t tell anyone!”

”Hehe. I won’t James, I promise,” Torkel said. He kept his tone even to keep the mouse comfortable. “Sounds like you’ve already got some experience. Wanna show me what you can do?” 

James blushed again but nodded. 

 “Alright,” Torkel said while getting his pants fully off and spreading his legs even wider. “Be careful, little one. It's sensitive.'

James moved closer to the sheath and stuck out his tiny pink tongue, giving it a tentative lick. The taste was unlike anything he had ever experienced before. It was salty and musky, but he also wanted more of it oddly enough. He licked again, and again, each time becoming more and more enamored with the taste.

Torkel groaned and shifted his hips, causing his shaft to emerge from the sheath. The mouse's eyes widened as he saw the large, pink organ. Without thinking, he crawled into the sheath and started licking at the precum oozing from the tip of the shaft.

Torkel let out a loud roar of pleasure as James's tiny tongue flicked against his sensitive tip. He pushed his hips up, urging James to keep licking.

The mouse was in ecstasy, surrounded by Torkel's musky scent and the delicious taste of his precum. He continued to lick and suck, even venturing further into the sheath to get more of the bear's essence.

But Torkel could only stand so much. His cock throbbed and began to reach full mast, gently pushing James out of his sheath. James watched as the much bigger male’s shaft soon became fully erect and glistening with precum.

“Well, that was certainly an interesting experience,” the bear chuckled, looking down at the panting mouse.

James smiled up at him, his face covered in precum. The taste was heavy on his tongue and the musky scent was stuck in his nose. “Thank you for letting me taste your sheath. It was...amazing.”

The bear sat back, his large paws resting on the ground as he looked down at the small mouse in front of him. 

“Now it's fully out and hard like your brother’s, right?” Torkel asked. 

”Yeah, but yours is much bigger,” James said in awe, looking upon the ursine cock like a tower. 

”How about doing what you did for him? But you might have to use your whole body,” the bear suggested innocently. James seemed to think about it before he perked up and nodded. He approached but was then stopped. 

”How about we get those clothes off first? Don’t want them getting all dirty, do we?” 

James nodded and proceeded to undress, getting himself nude for the much bigger male. 

“Alright, little one,”Torkel said in a deep, lustful voice, “Show me what you got.”

James nodded, his tiny body trembling with excitement and nervousness. He scurried up to the bear and stood up as tall as he could while reaching up, his small paws reaching up to the bear's massive member.

Using his entire body, James began to stroke the bear's shaft, his small hands and feet moving in a coordinated rhythm. The bear let out a low growl of pleasure as the mouse worked him, his skilled paws and agile body providing an incredible sensation.

The mouse's movements were surprisingly quick and precise, his tiny muscles working hard to bring the bear to his peak. He even used his tongue to tickle and tease the bear's sensitive areas, adding an extra layer of pleasure to the experience. While grinding himself against the large ursine cock he was still being treated to the musk and flavor of precum that were just so good to him. It was making his own little prick twitch hard. 

Torkel closed his eyes and let out a contented sigh, completely surrendering to the mouse's ministrations. He assumed that James would need to be coached on what to do but he was performing perfectly. Between the rubbing of James’ small paws, his soft fur rubbing against his length, and the licks of the little wet tongue, Torkel was feeling his arousal building, and he knew that it wouldn't be long before he reached his climax.

As the bear's breathing became more ragged James was picking up the pace, using his entire body to bring the bear to his peak. And with one grind and squeeze from him, the much bigger mammal roared and released, his pleasure washing over him in waves. His seed came flying from his tip, arching high in the air from James’ perspective before splattering down to the van’s floor. 

As soon as he was done cumming, Torkel acted without thinking, picking up the mouse from his cock while his heart raced with excitement and fear. He towered over James, his massive form casting a shadow over his small body. But to his surprise, the mouse didn't seem afraid. In fact, James seemed almost intrigued to see what he was going to do next. 

Feeling emboldened by the mouse's lack of fear, Torkel reached out with one of his massive paws and gently cupped the mouse in his hand. James continued to look up at him with wide, curious eyes, and this sent a rush of desire through his body.

He couldn't resist any longer. With a low growl, he lowered his head and nuzzled his snout against the mouse's tiny body. James squeaked in surprise from this, but didn't try to get away. Encouraged, the bear began to explore the boy’s body with his large, rough tongue. He licked James from head to toe, reveling in the taste of his small, nude, delicate form.

But it wasn't enough. Torkel immediately wanted more. He wanted to feel the mouse's body in a more intimate way. Without hesitation, he slid one of his massive paws between the mouse's legs, gently rubbing against the small, sensitive entrance.

James gasped in pleasure, her tiny body quivering under the bear's touch. He had never experienced anything like this before, but found himself wanting more of these unique feelings. He wanted the bear to continue, to explore his body in ways that had never even occurred to him.

Feeling emboldened by the mouse's reactions, Torkel slid a finger inside of his taihole, exploring his tight, soft passage. The mouse hissed from the single finger spreading him and was soon moaning in pleasure, his body trembling as the ursine continued to pleasure him in an entirely new way. 

As the bear continued to finger him, James couldn't help but keep moaning out from the odd pleasure that was being forced into him. He could feel the bear's massive body against his own and it was making him so excited. 

“Oh, it feels good… C-can you keep going?” James asked, feeling himself blush. 

The bear growled in pleasure, pleased by the mouse's request. He continued to finger James, his own arousal growing with each passing moment. And as the mouse was at his mercy, the bear felt that it just couldn't hold back any longer. His cock was back to full mast, throbbing so hard between his legs. He was finally living out his dark fantasy.

It was a forbidden pleasure, a taboo act between two unlikely creatures. But in that moment, as the bear and mouse kept themselves close, sharing an increasing amount of arousal, Torkel just didn't care anymore. He wanted to get lost in his own desires and give into the primal urge deep inside of him.

And as the bear held the small mouse in his massive paw, gently pulling his finger free from the stretched tailhole, Torkel knew that this was just the beginning. He had prepared the boy’s hole and his cock was still slick with his own pre and semen, it would act as a serviceable lube. 

As he was picked up and moved downwards, James started to realize what the bear was going for now, seeing that his body was being brought down towards the bear’s cock. James’ instincts kicked in, making him squirm in the bigger male’s grip. “Just take a deep breath…” Torkel told him. The mouse still trusted his friend but still felt there was no way he would be able to take the ursine cock…

James groaned and cringed as his ass was pressed against the tip. Torkel pushed the mouse’s body down and forced the smaller male’s ass to stretch for the first time while also making it expand further than it was ever meant to.

In a single motion, the bear was feeding inch after inch into the mouse’s body. With a sudden grunt and snarl, Torkel was getting his cock to disappear past the soft rim. James could feel it too and his body jerked from certain areas being touched inside of him. 

To their shared surprise, James’ body was actually making room for the bear’s cock, evident by the way that his stomach was stretching out. Torkel pushed down again, rocking his shaft just a bit. He managed to get all of his length inside and James was feeling more pleasure than pain, experiencing anal penetration for the first time. 

“Hehe. I knew you could do it,” Torkel said as he took a moment to just take it all in. “Who knew you were such a tough kid? Taking on a bear isn’t easy.”

James managed to smile from the compliment and began to moan again as the bear gripped his body a bit tighter and began to move him. Torkel was in complete control and was pushing his cock in and out of the mouse’s ass.  He was maneuvering the small mammal’s body like he would a fleshlight, moving James up and down his throbbing inches. 

Sounding out in the back of the van were the moans that came from both males. It felt even better than what Torkel had imagined. Wrapped around his length was the soft and hot hole that was getting wetter from his leaking precum being rubbed onto the rodent’s walls. From his entire body being stuffed, his mouse’s hole was clenching down on the bear’s shaft, responding to his sensitive spots being touched with every pump.

His inexperience provided two different kinds of pleasure at once. Torkel was enjoying the general pleasure of humping into a warm body but it was made even better with the knowledge that he was doing this with the kid that he had his eye on for some time. 

As he sped up the jerking, still using the boy as a living sleeve, a line of drool came from Torkel’s open mouth as he reveled in the intensifying pleasure. Precum was spilled directly into the mouse as his cock pulsed, making James feel warm from deep inside. 

James’ entire body was filled with sensations, to the impossible stretching of his ass to the introduction of prostate stimulation from the bear’s girth pressing down on it over and over again. More precum was leaking inside of him and in response to the rushes of anal pleasure, James’ body responded by clenching down on the bear’s shaft, in return milking out even more precum from the bigger male. He wasn’t prepared for the unending pleasure that was being forced into him. It was leaving him drooling as well, as little more than a living object for the bear to use. His own small barely developed cock was pulsing hard as well swinging in time with the rest of his body being used. 

In addition to the strong pleasure that was radiating through his small form, James was still enjoying the natural masculine scent that was still wafting out from the sweating bear.  

By essentially going limp, James had made himself the best sleeve he possibly could be. More than just being there to provide pleasure, they wanted to pleasure the bear. His body was being moved along with greater speed and he could feel the shaft throbbing harder inside of him. He understood that it meant the other male was getting close to releasing his seed again. 

Torkel’s breath suddenly caught in his throat as he managed a final hard push down of James’ body. This made the bear roar out. He was pushed over the edge and the sensations were stronger than he would have ever expected.

This time his load was being spurt directly inside of the tiny mouse cub’s body, quickly filling James up to the point that his stomach was starting to swell against the jets of hot and sticky fluid that were blasting from the tip. Torkel kept him in place, his strong hand keeping a grip on him that was making him receive every drop of bear spunk until Torkel had no more left to give. 

He came down from his sexual high, Torkel blinked and then asked James if he was alright. Now he was worried that he hurt James but as he looked down the mouse actually looked to be on  cloud nine his small cock throbbing hard. The mouse had reached his first climax but wasn’t developed enough to release anything. And he had loved every second of it. Torkel smiled and relaxed again.

As the two enjoyed the afterglow Torkel attempted to pull James from his cock only to realize that the mouse was stuck. 

”Uh, I can’t seem to get it out, little buddy…” Torkel said, doing his best not to panic. Even as it went soft and was slinking back in its sheath, his cock wasn’t coming free from the mouse’s spread hole. “How about we give it more time?” 

James seemed pretty tired and nodded. Torkel smiled again and watched as the mouth was being pulled into his sheath, sliding in and disappearing from sight. The bear sighed and stood up, feeling the mouse still wrapped around him like a cockring. He got his clothes back on and got into the driver’s seat, starting his van back up. Maybe it was time for him to finally move out of town. He had collected enough money from his job and he could give James a good life that would make him forget all about his poor life…he considered it all while driving off, for the time being he was content about the small mouse sleeping contently between his legs.
