Shellington and Peri
       
       “Alright, carefully… Hold still.” Shellington was having a doozy of a time today. The day up to this point had consisted of running all over the Octopod, wrangling an excitable creature out of the gups, and now, tending to that same creature’s fur after he had gotten himself covered in jelly. Unfortunately, so far warm towels and brushes were only making a small amount of progress on the otter’s fur. “Jumpin’ Jellyfish, Peri. How’d you make such a mess?”
       
       “I’m sorry, Uncle Shellington…” The little otter sitting in Shellington’s lap started to tear up, stopping from wiping his face only because he was afraid of making more of a mess. “I just wanted to make you a nice treat…” 
       
       Periwinkle was dangerously close to crying. Before he could properly get sad though, Shellington leaned in and distracted him with a tickling nuzzle and a lick to his jelly-covered ear for good measure. That got a giggle that stopped the tears in their tracks. “Hmm… not bad…” The otter gave his nephew another lick, working one more spot out of the wet fur and getting another laugh before he went back to using the washcloth.  “It’s okay, Periwinkle. We all make mistakes.” 
       
       “Even you, Uncle Shellington?” Periwinkle smiled up at his uncle before the washcloth started tickling his face and got him laughing again. 
       
       “Oh, of course!” Shellington glanced upward, staring at the wall and rubbing his chin while his mind wandered. “For example, I’m not allowed to take the gups out on my own nowadays.” He chuckled and took the cloth off his nephew to smile back down at him. “I think this mistake will be a bit easier to clean up than that one. Now, how about we get you out of those dirty clothes?”
       
       “Heehee, okay, Uncle Shellington!” Shellington got another giggle out of his nephew by tickling his belly for a moment. Then it was time to help the boy get out of his jelly-soaked clothes. 
       
       First then were the boots. “Fascinating. How did you manage to get it inside of the boots?” Shellington pried one of Peri’s shoes off to reveal a jelly-stained paw underneath. Periwinkle smiled and proudly wiggled his toes, squishing the jelly between them. “Maybe this will be a harder cleanup than I thought.”
       
       Shellington went on to his work, anyway, happily digging the jelly out between Peri’s toes while the little otter laughed and wiggled in his uncle’s lap. “That tickles, Uncle Shellington!” Periwinkle struggled to get away, and Shellington couldn’t help but egg him on when he saw his nephew’s big smile. He really rubbed at the otter’s little paw purposefully, looking for the spots that got the biggest laugh. 
       
       Periwinkle was spirited, but no match for his uncle’s strong grip and wandering fingers. Soon, his other boot was off, and his uncle was viciously tickling his sticky paws. “Coochie coochie coo!” Shellington teased his little nephew cheerfully for a second before the little otter started to really kick. Then, he leaned down and gave him a little kiss on the forehead. He pulled the washcloth away and gave his nephew a moment to breathe then. “Alright, that wasn’t so bad. Next up.”
       
       “Can you do it like mum does?” Periwinkle squirmed and kicked a bit more but kept smiling up at his uncle. “It’ll tickle a lot less, you know.”
       
       “Like mom does?” Shellington paused a moment to think. Periwinkle was decidedly unhelpful, just nodding yes to make sure that his uncle had heard him. Thankfully, Shellington didn’t take long to wander on the right tidbit of information. “Oh! Right! Sea otter mommies clean their pups with their tongues, don’t they?” Peri’s face lit up and his smile got even wider as he nodded back. Shellington couldn’t stop himself from reaching down and licking the little pup’s nose after that. “Sure thing, Peri. It will still tickle though, you know?” 
       
       Periwinkle laughed and shook his head. “Not as much as your paws, silly.” His squirming got more active, pushing against his uncle and really rubbing against his muzzle. Shellington laughed himself when he still tasted the faint hint of jelly still on Per’s face. 
       
       “Alright then, Peri. Get ready.” With a bit of an exaggerated grunt, Shellington hefted the little, laughing otter off his lap and onto a nearby table for a proper washing. Then it was time to wash the pup’s paw. Letting instinct take the reins, he shut his eyes and started washing up. He started on the soles, getting the sweet and sweaty taste of his nephew’s exciting day soaked into his tongue. Then he made for the toes, digging the bits of jelly out of them harshly.
       
       Periwinkle wiggled his foot and held back his laughter as best as he could to prove it wasn’t tickling him. However, when his uncle started nibbling at the little paws to get the last bits of dirt and jelly out from his toes, he couldn’t stop himself. He would have kicked again even, but Shellington was holding his leg steady this time to be safe. 
       
       Once he couldn’t feel anything else sticking to the little otter’s fur, Shellington nuzzled the paw one more moment and pulled back to smile at his nephew. Periwinkle had covered his smile while Shellington tickled his toes but quickly uncovered it to raise his arms once his uncle was looking at him again. 
       
       Shellington raised an eyebrow at that. “Umm… okay.” Still smiling he reached out and tickled Peri’s armpits before giving him another kiss on the nose. 
       
       That got another laugh and a big grin out of the little otter, but it also got a, “No! Uncle Shellington!” That made Shellington back off and raise an eyebrow again. Thankfully Peri explained right away. “I need my shirt off, silly!” He wiggled his arms and legs giddily, making his uncle chuckle. 
       
       “Oh, of course.” He nodded and reached out to help Periwinkle out of his shirt, pulling it right over the little otter’s head while he laughed. “I don’t usually see a little pup so eager for his bath. Your mom must be proud.”Peri nodded right back at his uncle once the shirt was off, and he kicked his little legs up to allow Shellington to get his shorts off as well. 
       
       Sure enough, once he was good and naked, it was clear that Periwinkle needed a full body bath. Somehow, he had managed to get some good stains all over his legs and stomach too. And just like before he seemed almost proud of it as he looked himself over. Either that or he was just excited to be out of his clothes. 
       
       Whichever it was didn’t matter for now though, so Shellington just shook his head and moved in to continue his work. This time he started with a big, sloppy kiss on his nephew’s belly. A paw pulled Periwinkle closer to make sure he didn’t squirm away while he got tickled, and he wrapped his paws around his uncle’s head to keep himself steady too. All the while, Shellington’s messy kisses dug deep in his fur to clean up the boy’s sticky mess. 
       
       Instinct took over nicely there while Shellington got into his role. This close he could feel the smaller otter’s breathing and really nuzzle close into his body. It reminded him of the times his own dad had helped him out in much the same way. He wasn’t even thinking, just letting his tongue wander warmly all over Periwinkle’s body until he found a sticky spot, and then digging in hard to get every bit of sweet jelly out of his fur. Before he knew it, he was nipping Peri’s thigh to dig out a particularly sweet and sticky spot and getting a good few more little laughs as a reward. 
       
       Then, the laughter almost seamlessly turned into the most adorable chittering. Shellington moved to Periwinkle’s groin without a second thought, nuzzling against the little otter’s penis and licking what little jam had landed there without pause. Then, it briefly dawned on him what he was doing, and he opened his eyes while a shiver ran down his spine. 
       
       A few more old memories of cleaning time with his dad made the older otter blush. His dad would linger on his groin a lot, but he would linger more under his tail. Smiling to himself at the thought, he lifted Periwinkle’s legs, and showed him that same familial affection. Soon, the licking became about a bit more than cleaning, signaled by a warmth that spread wildly through Shellington’s whole body. 
       
       And Peri noticed it too. After his uncle’s tongue had lingered a bit longer than his mom’s had, he had to comment on it. “You like kissing my tail, uncle Shellington?” He laughed and wiggled in his uncle’s grip. There was no protest, even when Shellington pushed his tongue against the little otter’s hole, pressing it deeper than before. “It feels way funnier than when mum does it!” Periwinkle shivered when Shellington really pushed his tongue in deep. Shellington shook too, enjoying the sweet, slightly bitter taste of the young rump. 
       -
       When Shellington finally pulled away from Periwinkle’s rear, he noticed he was sweating. “Umm… Peri, how about I show you a fun game?” He lifted his head and smiled up at his nephew a bit more nervously. “My dad always used to play it with me when I was a pup.” 
       
       Periwinkle smiled innocently down at his uncle, legs still raised and perfectly framing his childish grin. “Sure, uncle Shellington!” He giggled, and Shellington felt his booty shake in his paws as his little tail started to wag. “Can it have more kisses?! That was fun!” 
       
       Shellington nodded. “Sure thing, Peri.” He leaned in and gave the little otter’s rump another short kiss, then lifted him gently off the table and into a hug. “This game’s all about a very special sort of kiss that my daddy used to give me. Let me show you.” He locked eyes with the innocent little boy and sat down, setting him gently back on his lap. 
       
       By this point, Shellington had gotten more than a little aroused, and Periwinkle noticed the difference immediately when the two of them sat down. Shellington very carefully set his nephew’s tail against his erection. It sent another flash of warmth through his whole body when he felt the little pup wagging against him. 
       
       He was blushing like crazy when Peri turned to look at it. “What’s that? Is that your peepee, uncle Shellington?” He wiggled his little rump against the larger otter’s erection reflexively, and his legs wrapped around it to feel the size of it. Shellington shivered like wild when the little claws tickled his shaft and balls. “Wow! It’s a lot bigger than mine. Harder too!” He smiled up at his uncle innocently, his paws kneading the larger otter’s belly curiously. “Is that normal, uncle Shellington?”
       
       Shellington nodded and gave Peri a reassuring pat on the back. “Aye, Periwinkle. It’s part of the special bathtime game I mentioned.” His erection throbbed against the smaller otter as he thought about it. Every instinct was compelling him to absolutely ravage the little boy, but he needed to be gentle. His own tail was wagging while he thought about his times with his own good old dad, easing him so gently on. Cautiously, he reached a paw around Peri’s rump and started to spread his hole. “You let me know if it’s too scary, okay?”
       
       Periwinkle just smiled and nodded. He shook a little when he felt his uncle’s paw push against his hole and stretch it, but he didn’t stop smiling. The only real sign of nerves was how the kneading of his uncle’s stomach got stronger. “I’m a big boy, uncle Shellington!” He was confident, wiggling his hips and pressing against his uncle’s paw even as it got more intrusive. “It feels really tickly and squirmy…”
       
       “Take a deep breath and get ready, Peri.” Shellington took a deep breath himself and leaned down to kiss the little otter. That got another giggle from him, but he also tried to follow his uncle’s advice, breathing deep and shakily. Shellington lifted him gently and positioned the tip of his erection at Peri’s hole as carefully as he could. Then, with one shared breath, he pushed the little otter down. 
       
       “A-Ah! Uncle Shellington!” Peri groaned and squirmed as his uncle’s penis stretched him. He was brave, so he didn’t scream or cry, but his smile changed, suddenly a lot shakier. Shellington was careful as his instincts would allow, pressing in just slightly and slowly back and forth. But the new sensation was still overwhelming. “It h-hu-” Periwinkle swallowed hard and wiggled his rear, accidentally dropping lower onto the larger otter’s erection. “It feels f-funny, uncle Shellington!” 
       
       “J-just keep breathing, Periwinkle!” Shellington did his best to act calm, but the overwhelming smile on his face was obvious. His hips thrust on his own and he had to do everything in his power to keep himself from pulling his nephew down hard onto him. He settled for stroking Periwinkle’s back and grabbing tightly to his little rump. “It’ll be over soon!” He gasped and laughed, his cock throbbing. 
       
       Peri laughed with him, a bit nervously. His little claws scratched against his uncle and his whole body quaked as he was filled. His groaning got shakier and shakier and even a bit whiny as the larger otter pulled him down. But he was brave, and he kept holding tight to Shellington. 
       
       Then, the little otter really started to quake, letting out a loud gasp and pushing himself hard into the older otter’s chest. Shellington was so overwhelmed by the sensation that he couldn’t take it. Instinct took over, and he pulled Periwinkle as low as he could go. “J-Jumping jellyfish, Peri!” He shouted, drooling as he burst, cumming hard inside of the little otter. 
       
       “J-jumping… jelly…” The little otter mumbled, mimicking his uncle’s shouting while he held tight to him. His little tail was wagging wildly now that he was being filled, but Shellington could also feel his face getting wet against his uncle’s chest. He didn’t whine though. He just kept trying to repeat himself. “J-Jellyfish… j-jumping…” 
       
       Shellington pet Periwinkle’s back, helping his nephew ride through the orgasm as gently as he could. As his cumming petered out and Peri started to pulse and slide off of him, his mind wandered to the way his own dad had comforted him. 
       
       “N-now I’m all sticky again, uncle Shellington.” Peri whined and looked up at his uncle for the first time in a minute, he was crying again. 
       
       Shellington put a stop to that with a big kiss on the pup’s nose. “That’s why this is a bathtime game, silly!” He licked Periwinkle’s face and earned a nice soft chitter from the pup. Looking at his uncle’s big, confident smile, he was smiling again too in short order. “Now we can give you more of uncle Shellington’s special kisses!”
       
       That brightened the boy up quickly. “R-really?” He shook again when his uncle finally pulled out of him completely, but he was chipper as ever when the larger otter hefted him up and set him back on the table for another round of bathing. He couldn’t kick around as much though, or even lift his legs much. So, uncle Shellington set him on his belly. 
       
       This was Shellington’s favorite memory, and he made sure it would be Peri’s too. After the little otter was set up on his belly, he dove right in, peppering the boy’s spent hole with little gentle kisses and big, sweeping presses of his tongue. He was rewarded with both cheerful, breathy little laughs from the little otter and an even more flavorful taste of the well-used hole filled with his own semen. He couldn’t help but feel nostalgic about that, wondering if that was what his dad tasted as well.
       
       Instinct mostly took over from there again as Shellington made sure that his nephew was clean inside and out. Periwinkle went limp in his uncle’s grasp, suddenly overcome with exhaustion. “You really love kissing my tail… uncle Shellington…” He yawned and shivered, groaning while his uncle continued to play with him. “C-can we do it again?” The little otter’s eyes drifted closed and his legs kicked reflexively as if he was trying to stay awake to enjoy the game longer. Now that he was cozy, feeling his uncle’s tongue run up his tail, he surely didn’t want to stop. 
       
       But, of course, little otters needed their rest. Shellington finished his last long lick up his nephew’s back and gave him the lightest peck on the head. “Sure thing, Peri.” He hummed as he picked up the little otter and gave him another kiss. Looking around the lab, he spotted his bed and carried Periwinkle off to sleep. “We’ll play another round tomorrow.” 
       
       Collapsing himself, he set the little otter on his belly and licked his forehead. It wasn’t quite as cozy as the ocean he remembered, but soon enough he and his little nephew would drift off gently into sleep. Then he could think about making some new memories with the lad, and maybe some kelp-butter and jelly sandwiches to celebrate for that matter.