It was a sunny, school morning in october. The winds breezing through the air, making leaves fall down from the trees, countless windows opening in the neighborhood.
Many bright, glimmering rays shot through the window into one of the houses where Ted, an 11 year old young bear cub spread his arms high up while he was in his bed. He just woke up, feeling happy as usual, because he gets to see his friends
once again in the school. After lying in bed for another 5 minutes, he got up and sprinted to the toilet. He pulled his pants and underwear down, grabbing his cubhood with his paws and aiming it in the toilet bowl.
He's very playful, and likes to play around, so he started making circles with it. The water was splashing in the toilet, his warm fluid dripping down also made a satisfying noise.
After he finished, he pulled his pants back up, washed his hands with soapy water, and took out his toothbrush from the cabinet, and put a hint of toothpaste on it. 
While he was hastily brushing his teeth, trying to waste no time in excitement, he pulled out his phone and checked it. His eye sparkled up as soon as he saw he got a notification from the group chat his friends were in.
His friends, Mike and Mark, two mice brothers a bit younger than him, and Tony, a squirrel around his age. They had wanted to have a sleepover at the bear cub's house, and tonight.

Ted's whole body froze in excitement, all of his fur stood upright as he hastily put his toothbrush back into the cabinet and rushed down into the kitchen, where both of his parents were having a breakfast.
He wasted no time and asked his parents, a bit stutteringly that if it was possible for the 4 friends to have a sleepover today.
His parents looked at him, with a bit of surprise and shock mixed in their eyes and face expression, as they were not sure about the whole ordeal, since it was a school night, and they would need to get ready for tomorrow.
"This is a school night, unfortunately I can't allow the sleepover, sorry buddy" said his father. The grinning smile from Ted's face was slowly turning upside down from the news he had just heard,
even his eyes began to tear up a bit, but then he remembered something. He quickly halted the sobbing, and went up to his room. He got his phone out and texted his friends that his parents didn't allow this, but he had another plan in his mind.
He started telling the plan to his friends: after school, they would go to Ted's place and hang out there. Of course, this would not be an easy task, since his parents are home, but he has a plan for that. Then he continued; "I'd hide you guys under the bed or something, and then when they fell asleep, we would do things again".
Ted's friends were very excited about his plan, and all of them agreed to do it. Ted's eyes shot up with rebellious excitement, and desperately trying to conceal it when he was downstairs, getting ready to go to school.

The painstaking school hours were coming to an end soon, and he was packing up his things to go and meet up with his friends.
The sun was shining brightly in the sky, and the air was filled with the sweet scent of freshly fallen leaves, and the cub was heading out to the school courtyard, waving at his friends in the distance.
He walked closer and closer to his friends, who were noticably smaller than him. The mice brothers were sitting on top of an old-looking wooden table, and the squirrel was sitting on the bench next to it.
"Hey guys whats up? Are you all excited for tonight?" asked the young bear from them. In unison, all of them jumped up in excitement and quietly shouted a positive response, making sure not to draw attention.
"All right.." he started, and then unzipped his backpack "get inside, you have to hide from my parents." With all the boys knowing the plan beforehand, they carefully lowered into the cub's backpack, as it was large enough to comfortable fit all three of them.
The cub then zipped it back and put it on his back. "Ough, it's a bit heavier now" he stated, and started going home.

The sun was shining well above the bear's head, signaling it was well into afternoon now. The young boy, excitedly hopping, while making sure his friends were feeling fine in the back, finally arrived home.
He carefully walked in, dropping his dirty shoes off at the entrance, and sprinting up to his room, panting and in a bit of sweat from the hot air outside.
Thankfully, the whole second floor was basicly his area. It could be locked behind a door, so that anyone that tried couldn't go up the stairs. The space was very rich; it hosted a bathroom, multiple closets for storing clothing and toys, and the cub's bedroom.
Ted got the key and quickly locked the door to the floor, which wasn't an uncommon occurence, and his parents were comfortable with this, as he was a growing cub, and needed some privacy.
After putting the key in the lock, and turning it, he felt a relieved sensation, and made a big sigh. "Whew" he whispered as he grasped for a bit of air. He immediately went back to his bedroom and placed his backpack on the bed.
He unzipped the bag, revealing his little friends inside it, all of them in good condition, they weren't so roughed up by the situation. He put his hand in the bag, so that the small critters could get in his warm palm, to give them a lift up.
He got his friends out of the backpack, and then dropped it on the floor. 

"Much better now, isn't it?" he asked.

"Yeah, thank you" the squirrel smiled at him playfully "now let's get the party started!" he finished excitedly.

"Not so fast yet," explained the cub "my parents are still awake, we can't have 'fun' until they're sleeping, so chill yourselves down for now".

The bear has planned things beforehand, as he asked his parents before school if they could bring up a whole pizza and some coke for him, since he wanted to have a 'movie night'. Well, that's what his parents thought, unaware to even comprehend what actually would happpen.
Outside, the sun slowly began to lower over the horizon and dampen it's shining rays, time quickly passing for the critters as they were chilling, in complete silence, and watching a good movie.
Before they even realized it, the sun had already set, outside was complete darkness. Encapsuled in the movie, they barely grasped on the time of day. The cub blinked twice to clear his vision and locked his gaze on the digital clock up on his nightstand.
The time box showed 10pm, about the time his parents went to sleep.

"Stay here guys, I'm gonna check outside" he whispered to his friends, who all nodded their heads in union.

The cub carefully opened the door, it creaking with every inch it moved inward. He slowly sneaked out and opened the door to go and check on his parents. He inserted the key into the hole and very carefully turned it left.
He slid down the stairs in complete silence, the quiet screeching of the steps echoing as he continued downward. He looked around, seeing his whole home in complete, heavy darkness, the humid air of the room straining him down, but there was no sight of his parents, since they likely went to sleep. 
He put a giant grin on his face, and started marching back up, and he closed and locked the door behind him for the second time. He opened the door to his room and, now with a bit louder voice, since most of this stuff can't be heard from down there, spoke up.

"They're all sleeping boys... let's get this party started!" he said enthusiastically to his 'friends'. They weren't exactly *just* friends. You see, the four boys had been in close and sexually active relationship for more than 2 years now, regularly meeting up and having closed parties, often resulting in not being able to walk the following day.

With an excited look on all their faces, and their eyes filled up with joy and anticipation, they all started to take off their clothes. They were clothed up to this point, since they didn't want any sexual arousal to happen, because they knew deep down that once one of them had a stiffy, there would be no stopping from any of them.
Tony, the squirrel approached the bear cub, who was in the process of taking his pants off, their gazes locked as his sky blue eyes were looking into the cub's dark brown colored ones. They didn't speak a word, but the cub knew very well what the squirrel had wanted.
The cub slightly nodded his head, giving confirmation to the rodent that was now sitting next to his crotch. The cub picked up the young squirrel, and put him in front of his face. They looked deeply in eachother's eyes, and the bear pulled him in closer and closer toward his lips, with the squirrel unable to resist, well, he did not want to anyway. He let his body relax and trusted the bear to do whatever his greatest desires were.
The squirrel was now the closest he could ever be to Ted's pair of lips, and warm breezes of air hit his face continously, feeling the cub's now faster breathing. With every second passing, the feelings becoming more intense, Tony went all in. He leaned in, and intertwined their lips together, passionately kissing him.
The bear cub closed his eyes and let the feeling run throughout his whole body. Nothing mattered anymore, it was just the two of them, floating in space, with feeling nothing but eachother's scents. The bear was the squirrel's, and the squirrel was the bear's. The bear carefully slipped his tongue into the rodent's mouth, going deeper and deeper every second.
The cub was caught off-guard when he suddenly felt his tongue becoming wetter and wetter, as the squirrel started sucking on it gently. The cub couldn't hold back, and started pushing his tongue even deeper into his mouth, now reaching the tonsils of the squirrel, but that was nowhere near the end.
The squirrel's pupils dilated in enjoyment and the muscles in his mouth contracted a bit, causing extreme pleasure for the tongue of the cub, and he now had to continously push inside, as the body of the squirrel tried to push out the bear's tongue, adding in an extra challenge.
Minutes have passed since they started, their bodies were now up against eachother as the cub was tightly hugging his furry friend, who was tearing up a bit now, struggling to take the cub's tongue tongue at this point, but showed no signs of giving up as he was fully in the heat of the moment. The squirrel's heart started beating rapidly as the tongue of the bear pushed further and further down the slimy insides of the rodent. Both of them had developed a stiffy at this point, and the feeling of the squirrel's warm boyhood rubbing against the thick fur of the cub made him leak some precum already.
The cub slowly opened his eyes to see his small friend panting heavily now, but still cheerfully licking and taking in his tongue, cherishing every moment that was happening right now. He was already having troubles breathing, as very little oxygen could pass next to the pulsating tongue of his friend. ^ At this point, are they even just 'friends' anymore? Might aswell call them boyfriends tbh ^
Little did the squirrel know, the best part was just coming up. The cub gave a deep sigh and pushed his tongue all the way inside. The squirrel was caught by surprise and started gasping for air as hard as he could. The cub's tongue was now quite deep in his throat, to a point where the squirrel started coughing quietly, trying to process what is happening, but so many feelings are rushing through his mind right now, it's not easy to keep up.
The cub layed back on his bed with a puff, putting both of them in a more comfortable position. He gently stroked the back of the now heavily panting squirrel, trying to calm him down, as this was nowhere near the end of the situation. Despite this, the rodent was determined, and enjoyed the warm tongue of the young cub, which was dangling freely down the shaft, sometimes pushed against one of the sides of his throat, to let him breathe more freely for a little bit, and other times playfully circling it, massaging the area, or his tonsils.  
Even though it was hard to manage, the rodent was now in pure bliss, trying to relax his body as he felt the strokes on his back by the cub. He was very worked up now, and felt his crotch twitching. The tongue of the bear pushed in ever so slightly further down into the squirrel as he relaxed, adding in more and more challenge.
The squirrel was immensely close now, and the cub felt that something was happening, so he put his left hand on the butt of the squirrel, minisculely pushing him toward himself again, and he put his other hand to the twitching boyhood of the small rodent, carefully starting to stroke him.
Panting now even harder, the squirrel was on the verge of coming, and the cub pushed his tongue the deepest he could into his friend, who instantly opened his eyes from the shock, and reached his climax.
He started shooting small rays of the white sticky-slimey cum of his, with his balls twitching rapidly in the process. He was sweating a bit now, and still coughing from the overwhelming sensation in his throat.
A small area on the cub's belly was covered in the warm and thick cum of his friend, who was still taking the tongue of the bear very deep. As soon as the bear realized this, since he didn't want to prolong the discomfort for the rodent, he started very slowly pulling his tongue out of his throat.
He went very slowly and carefully, making sure to not hurt his insides in the process. He didn't take it fully out yet, as he wanted the squirrel to still wet his tongue a bit in his mouth. His friend eased up as he could finally breathe freely again, even though he fully enjoyed the previous events.

The cub pulled his hand, which was still covered in some cum, away from the rodent's crotch, and started caressing his back yet again, making a mess on that area in the process. While the squirrel was busy wetting up the cub's tongue, the bear started massaging the butt of the small fuzzy creature.
This was an unexpected, but not an unwelcoming feeling for the rodent, who was now hastily cupping and coating the tongue of the big furry bear in saliva, readying it quickly because he knew what was coming.
After a minute, the bear started to massage a more specific area of the squirrel, the faintly pinkish ring right around his anus, loosening it with each stroke, like he was preparing for something big.
The cub's hands were moving very fast, and the squirrel was now getting very excited, as it was undeniably one of the best feelings he has ever experienced. Feeling like his tongue was very wet now, he pulled it out of the squirrel's mouth, and gently rotated the squirrel around, his buttcheecks now being at the face of the bear.
The cub took a deep sigh and started licking the pink ring around the rear entrance of the squirrel. Carefully placing his hand on the back and caressing him again, giving him extra attention. The bear's tongue was very, very wet. Thick line drips of saliva kept falling down onto his fur, the rodent feeling a heavy waterfall at his bottom.
The bear made sure to coat his friend's hole with plenty of nature's best lubricant, him blushing hardly in the process. Unfortunately, he would not be able to actually have real sex with the squirrel, as it would likely tear his insides and hurt him. Despite this, he had remained a loyal and close partner to the rodent, and engaging and enjoying in alternative, safer activities.
The cub was now in heat, and he gave a final lick to the bottom of his cute friend. Wasting no time, he immediately pushed his tongue deep into the entrance ahead of him. The squirrel's eyes filled up with stars of excitement as the cub began thrusting his warm and wet tongue deep inside him. He began panting heavily, cheerfully taking in the bear, and even himself started pushing backwards into the cub, making sure his tongue was deep inside of him.
Slowly but surely the both of them were enjoying the events, and from the help of the squirrel's saliva, the gaping hole was loosen and wet enough that the tongue of the furred giant could easily slip in-n-out. Trying to mimic intercourse motions as best as he could, he kept thrusting in and out the butt of the squirrel, slowly, but making sure to go deep, and especially, deeper and deeper with each thrust prioritizing comfort and enjoyment over speed and force. The tight hole of the squirrel made it an even better experience for the cub, and it was also gaping, like if his body was asking for more of the young bear's tongue to be inside of it, and deeper. 
He could feel the small rodent's whole body twitching as a response to his tonguing motions, and after several minutes, he slapped his tongue on the bottom side of the squirrel's colon, curling up the front of it, trying to find the critical spot of the boy, his prostate. With a small grin on his face, having found the sweet spot of the rodent, he began pushing and licking at it, stimulating it as much as he could. This caused the squirrel to open his mouth wide and start panting at a pace he never imagined he would.
Both of them were gasping for air, as the squirrel's penis started twitching again, seemingly moments before it was about to burst out a huge load. The rodent signaled this to his friend who was busy enjoying the sweetest spot of his friend, but caught up on what was happening. In an instant, he carefully grasped his boyhood, jerking it violently. The squirrel, who was now in no way able to hold it back, for the second time busted thick rays of his sticky gooey cum, them landing at the cubhood of the bear.

He just realized now where his shots landed up, exactly on the faces of the two mice brothers, who were eagerly watching as the squirrel was being used up. They started grabbing as much as they could from the fresh release of the rodent, happily and joyfully eating it and playfully smearing it over each other.
With one final lick, the cub pulled his tongue out of his friend, who now was heavily exhausted because of the previous 30 minutes. His limp body fell from the warm and big belly of the cub, down to the bed as he wanted to rest a little.

The cub, having yet to cum himself, sat up and made himself in a comfortable position next to the frame on the back his bed, carrying the mice who were strongly grabbing on his fuzzy balls, trying to not fall down. After getting comfortable, he asked the mice to help him out a bit, as he himself wasn't far from cumming. 
The mice had a clever idea, Mike leaned into the ear of his brother, covering up his mouth as he told the plan to him. After he finished, they both kissed, and went to either side of the cub's worked up stiffy. It being a little bigger than their bodies, they knew it wouldn't be easy to ease him up, but being the smart critters they were, it was just another easy task for them.
They stretched out their arms, and locked fingers with eachother, barely able to do it because of the baby pink colored hard rod of cubhood in the way. Then they both gave a deep sigh, and got to work. They continously crouched down and stood up, while their bodies were immediately up against the thick rod of the cub. It was a daunting task, as they had to use the full power of both their bodies, but they were determined, and wouldn't give up. All three of them were panting heavily, and closed their eyes to fully embrace the feeling of the moment.
After minutes passing, the two mice still hastily pressing their warm bodies against the twitching and hard stiff dick of the cub, he felt something coming. He was now on the verge of cumming, and didn't plan to stop. He gazed down on the two panting mice who where busy working on his cubhood, and then took a look at both of his furry palms. Lightning shot through his eyes as he felt his stomach fill up with joy, he grabbed both mice with either of his hands, pushed them up against his shaft, and started jerking off with full force using the mice.
It didn't take much more for the cub to go all out, and as he reached his climax, he pushed together the two mice with all his might, but still carefully to not hurt them. Thick, warm slimy loads of cum shot up into the air and landing back near the crotch of the bear, some of them getting on top of the two mice, who were still pushed up against the thick rod, but with certainly less force than before, allowing them to breathe easier. They freed their hands to grab as much of the fresh and hot release of the cub's delicious boy-juice and like a good boy both they were, swallowed all of it, even if it was a bit of a more daunting task regarding their little bodies. Soon enough, their small stomachs were full of the warm fluid, but still tried to squeeze in as much of it as it was possible, to a point where speaking has became a difficult task for them.
The cub has now opened his eyes, seeing his tiny friends, who were almost completely covered by his thick spunk, joyfully swallowing it. The cub's eyes lit up with eagerness as he seemingly gotten an idea, but was hesitant about it at first. He leaned toward the mice boys, and whisperingly offered them a deep cleaning for their smooth fur, as it was covered in slimey liquid. Both of them happily agreed as they were hit with a wave of anticipation. The cub smirked at them, and proceeded to pick both them up with his hands and pulling them closer to his mouth. The mice were feeling a bit reluctantly, as they were unsure about what would happen next. 
The young bear then opened his mouth big and wide, revealing several strips of saliva stretching from the top of his mouth to his tongue. The closer the mice were put toward their final destination, the warmer they felt, as the body heat of the cub was releasing through his mouth. The brothers looked at eachother with a freckle of worry in their eyes, but after a reassuring face expression from Mike, Mark felt braver and did not try to resist the cub. He then landed them safely in the inside of his mouth, where they could comfortably fit. Still covered in cum, Ted closed his mouth on the mice, and started to sway with his warm tongue, elgulfing both of them in his thick saliva, cleaning out his cum from their fur. 
His tongue, cum, and saliva has made the floor quite slippery in his mouth, forcing the mice to lay down, as they were sploshed around while the cub was cleaning them. Unable to resist, the both of them grabbed their stiffies, and started to jerk off in the middle of his mouth, and the swaying motion from the tongue on their butts, aswell as his saliva all over their crotch and base, the session was not long-lasting, as in after about 3 minutes, both of them were twitching their small bodies. The cub has felt what was happening, and lowered the force and speed of his tongue, freeing up room and space for the mice to take the edge off. With no reason to hold back, both of their eyes filled up with stars, more vibrant than the northern lights, and their hearts beating out of their chests, with the added feeling of the cum sloshing around in their bellies, started shooting cum all around the warm mouth of the cub.
Their thick boy-juice coated the walls of the young bear's mouth, and they tried to aim the shooting toward the throat of their furry friend, and the feeling of the sharp rays on the cub's inner cheeks made him twitch in a way that he tilt his head backwards, causing one of the mice to fall back and slide down on the slippery surface toward his throat. His brother, with a reaction speed comparable to the eagle's flight speed, grabbed the hand of the small mouse with his left hand, and the cub's uvula with his right. Feeling this, the bear felt an alarmed sensation, and hastily shifted his body forward, causing the mice to once again be safely on top of his tongue. He opened his mouth, placing one of his palms in front of it, allowing the mice to jump on it.

"I'm sorry guys, that won't happen again I promise, I just got caught up in the heat of the moment.." He whispered to them.

"Dont worry, that was awesome and super hot!" Mike reassuring him.

"Actually, if you wouldn't mind.. could you.. perhaps.. put me back in there?" Asked Mark from the cub.

The cub's eyebrows shot up as he looked at the other mouse, with a feeling so complex, it might as well be from another world. With no other words said, the cub nodded, but determined the current state to be dangerous, so he layed down on his bed with his belly pointing downward, and once again opened up his mouth, which was yet again expelling a welcoming warmth, and was covered in strips of saliva. Mark climbed back inside, his chest beating at a rapid pace, and pushing away any strips of saliva that was in his way. The cub's throat was lined up perfectly horizontally, so no dangerous event would happen, not even accidentally. The mouse went forward, and sat down in the cub's throat, well deeper down than where he previously hang from. He started stimulating the inside of the young bear's esophagus, causing a tickling sensation for him. He enjoyed the show for a couple of minutes, until when Mike walked next to the cub's ear and whispered something in it, inaudible for the unsuspecting mouse in his throat.
After listening to the mouse's proposal, Ted readied his body, and swallowed a large gulp of the saliva mixed cum still in his mouth. Mark, caught off guard, felt a trembling sensation underneath his feet, that was almost like an earthquake. Hearing rambling from the side, he took up his guard, curled up on the floor, and let the wet mixture hit him, which fully coated him in the fluid. Thankfully, he remained in the same position, and feeling warm from the hot liquid that just hit him. It was a great experience, but not something he'd regularly experience. Following this, he stood up and slipped his way back into the mouth of the cub, sliding through the slippery and wet tongue, to come to a dead end of closed lips. He punched against the perfectly white teeth of the bear. With his tiny hands, he hit on the white enamel, and in response, the teeth were moved away, but the cub's lips were still pursed in tight. 
With no other choice left, the mouse climbed into the cub's pursed lips and started to push his way out of the warm mouth, through the tight, and only opening. The cub did not make it an easy task to get out, but he managed to push through half-way, but then he got stuck. Feeling hopeless, he rambled his body a couple of times, before his brother arrived in front of him, grabbing both of his hands and trying to pull him out. After a minute of struggling, and the mouse's body slowly emerging from the tight and wet lips of the bear, with a final pull his body was out. His brother lost his balance, and fell down on his back, with his brother ending up right on top of him, both their faces looking at eachother. Wasting no time, the brothers closed their eyes and leaned in for a deep, joyful kiss.

The cub looked at the clock on his nightstand, which showed well over 2 hours past midnight. They had spent an extraordinary amount of time intimately with eachother, but it still was a school night, so it was time to go. Not wanting to let the boys be disappointed, the clever cub devised a final plan. He picked up a pair of scissors and his schoolbag. He threw all the books out of his to his side, and then proceeded to cut out a big hole on the back of the bag. He picked up some napkins from the nightstand and cleared out any extra mess that was left on his furry belly, or on the mice brothers, who were still passionately kissing laying on the bed. The cub then tried to fit his cubhood inside the hole he just made, and it was a perfect fit. No extra space or small hole was present when he put it in. Feeling a rush of happiness seeing this, he told the mice and the squirrel, who was now sitting up, with a bit more energy than previously, to dress up and get ready, because somehow they had to get home too.
The boys joyly followed the orders of the cub, and then asked all three of them to climb inside his backpack. He quickly put on his pants and t-shirt, seemingly forgetting his underwear. He unzipped it on the top, and the critters all fit perfectly and spaciously inside. The cub then reassuring that none of them would fall out, inserted his cubhood and fluffy balls through the opening, creating the perfect toy to play around with for the boys inside. It was an extra challenge for him though, because he now had to keep the bag up against his crotch at all times. It was a daunting task, but for the sake of his friends, his determination overcame any challenge. He slowly opened his bedroom door, and turned the key in the stairway door, trying to rush down without making any noise.

He miraculously exited his home without waking up his parents, and then went into their garage, adjacent to the main part of their house. Still keeping the bag neatly in front of his crotch, and the critters constantly licking and arousing his cubhood inside, he jumped on his bicycle and rushed toward the houses of his friends. 

The moon vibrating with a bright light, the stars high up in the sky, where several planes were still flying, though most of them were nothing but a red vibrant dot, the chilly breeze of air that hit the fur of the cub while he was riding down the concrete road, down his neighborhood, he sped off into the horizon...