Three at Sea



Chapter 2: Exploration


Dane’s eyes shot open. Usually an almost emerald-green, that morning they were bloodshot as hell. Sunlight streamed in from the kitchen window, stinging his eyes like fire. He smacked his dry lips together. His mouth tasted like, and felt like, he swallowed a pawful of dirt. From how his stomach queasily rumbled he could very well have. What the hell happened last night anyway?

The bear groaned as he sat upright on the booth, the change from a horizontal to vertical position further agitating his stomach. The rocking of Attainment was most of the time totally unnoticeable to a sea-weathered ursine like himself, but today it was making him feel absolutely seasick. He was hungover, that was for sure. He smelled something sweet in the salty air, and looked over the table to the kitchen. His eyes were blurry from a poor night’s sleep, and he rubbed them with his paws, finally focusing on the figure standing in the kitchen.

“Mornin’ Cap’n Sunshine,” Iya said, taking a bite out of a peach and sipping a mug of tea.

Seeing the rabbit made the drunken memories of what happened the night before flow back to him. He scrunched his face, both from the pain of the hangover and the realization that he and his shipmates did something they really shouldn’t have. He pulled the bottom of his bunched-up cardigan, feebly trying to straighten it out.

“I’m never drinking again,” Dane said hoarsely, drawing a laugh from Iya. He stood up and stumbled over to the electric stove where a kettle was sitting. He started pressing the buttons to draw up the heat when Iya stopped him.

“Hold on there,” she said, grabbing a cup from the counter. She handed it to the bear, who tried to concentrate to make out what was inside. “It’s fruit juice,” she continued. “It’ll help with the hangover, and your, ah, ‘taste.’”

Taste? the bear wondered. What could she... ohhh. He gulped down the drink, somewhat embarrassed to be talking about the elephant in the room so soon. Yeah, they had sex, but did she have to be so casual about? Dane simultaneously envied and was annoyed by her free spirit. He looked at the curvy rabbit who, not counting the ears of course, was maybe just a centimeter taller than himself. Dane definitely weighed more, both from his dense muscle and a moderate layer of body fat. Iya herself was also rather toned, toughened by her constant climbing of the ship’s solar sails and working with the heavy machinery. In fact, Dane noticed the rabbit was wearing her blue jumpsuit, already stained with a few drops of oil.

“What time is it?”

Iya pulled a pocket watch out of her, well, pocket. She flicked it open and said, “A quarter till.”

“A quarter to what?” Dane asked.

“Ten.”

Dane almost spat out his juice. It was so late! Every morning, before he even had breakfast he calibrated the ship’s controls and took note of the weather conditions for the day. He should have done that hours ago, and the fact that they might be veering off course make it all the more imperative.

He spent the rest of the morning nursing his hangover and doing his best to concentrate on navigating the ship. It was difficult though, of course from the lack of a proper night’s sleep, but also from the details of the night before that kept floating into his mind. Gell kissing him on the cheek, Iya giving them a show with her boobs then sucking Dane’s dick, the two of them both giving their feline shipmate a handjob...

Being that Attainment was a pretty small ship it was impossible for the three of them to not bump into one another every couple hours. Dane tried to reduce the tension every time he came across Gell, giving him a smile and a friendly “hello,” but all the orange cat did to acknowledge the bear was nod. Even at noon Dane went below deck to find that Gell made lunch early so they wouldn’t have to eat together. It almost hurt Dane’s feelings. He knew Gell was confused and trying to make sense about what they did, they all were—well, maybe not Iya. The only time it seemed she got upset was when the ship’s machines broke down.

That night after dinner Dane went to bed early. He was exhausted and even still a little hungover, but lying in bed found it difficult to stop his thoughts from slamming into his mind. The fact that they hadn’t found land yet was unsettling. And of course the images from the night before, which, though embarrassing, were undeniably arousing. When Iya came in to lie in her hammock, Dane pretended like he was sleeping. By the time Gell finally crawled into his bed across from Dane’s, the bear was already fast asleep.

The next morning Dane woke early like usual to work in the bridge. He worked in the navigation room through breakfast, trying to put all his thoughts into ocean currents and weather patterns. It was already their 27th day at sea, and he resolved that unless they saw land that day he would need tell his shipmates that they might have veered off course. As members of the Imperial College of Navigation, it was their right to know that they might not reach their designated islands, and would have to turn around and head back to Saltport.

Feeling awfully hungry, Dane went under deck at lunchtime where Gell was cooking some vegetables and rice. The orange cat was wearing his usual outfit, a collared shirt and shorts that came halfway to the knees.

“Hi, Gell,” Dane said, sitting down. The cat only nodded, not even looking at Dane. A couple minutes later Iya came down and they ate their lunch. The dined in relative silence, save for the occasional crack by Iya that was obviously a reference to their threesome.

“Mmm, this is good, but why don’t we give a try next time at cookin’ somethin’ up, Dane? We’re pretty good with our hands, after all.”

Dane thought it was actually kind of funny, but knew Gell didn’t find it humorous. After they finished eating, Gell quickly collected and cleaned the plates, then hurriedly walked up the stairs onto the deck. Dane tapped his paw on the table musing, but decided to make a move. If they were going to work together and keep this boat afloat then they needed to get over this tension one way or another.

“Gell, wait,” Dane said, jumping up the stairs onto the deck. “We should talk.”

Gell stopped and slowly turned around. His long tail flicked nervously behind him, and he finally brought his eyes to Dane’s. It was the first time he looked at him since two days ago. It was nice, breezy day, much cooler than it had been earlier that week. Dane felt goosebumps ripple through his brown fur, both from a sudden chill and the anxiety that the imminent conversation brought.

Dane continued. “Listen, Gell. I understand if you think what we did was a mistake. We can just... forget about it if you want, never talk about it again. But we need to talk. Living and working on this ship together means that we have no choice but to deal with one another, even if we’re angry.”

Gell nervously rubbed long sleeves and took a step toward Dane. “I’m not angry,” he said.

Dane was surprised. It was the first thing he heard Dane say since that night. “Really?”

Gell nodded and took another step forward. His cheeks were red, and both his right blue and left yellow eye were moist. “Really. I’m not angry at either of you, I’m just... just so confused. I don’t know how you both are so calm.”

Out in the distance Dane spotted a small cloud floating in the blue sky. He tried to put his thoughts together. “I don’t know. I now I seem calm but... I don’t even know what I feel sometimes, Gell. But like I said we can put this all behind us, we need to. I’ve known you for, what, three years now? I don’t want to ruin our friendship.” As Dane said it he realized it probably was a pipe-dream believing things could go back to the way they were. But looking at his feline companion standing in front of him, he was being honest that he didn’t want to lose him as a friend.

A tear fell from Gell’s yellow eye. He was standing directly in front of Dane. The cat seemed so little sometimes, even though he was really just a few centimeters shorter than the Dane. The bear looked down at his friend softly, feeling a strange pull in his gut. Why do you make me feel like this? Dane thought.

Gell grabbed Dane’s wrist and, extending on his toes, pushed his head upwards. A second later and his lips were pressed on the end of the bear’s snout. While Gell closed his eyes, Dane’s went wide in shock, but he didn’t pull back. His heart was pounding hard and his mind went blank, and he closed his lids and tried to enjoy as his friend’s mouth pressed on his. They opened and closed their jaws, smacking their wet lips against one another. They touched their tongues together, Dane gently pushing forward and rubbing his tongue along the front of Gell’s teeth. Dane could taste Gell and the meal they had just eaten, and his bear snout pressed into the cat’s fur, inhaling and exhaling deeply.

They made out, panting and making breathy noises. Finally Gell went plantigrade with his shoes flat on the ground and took his face off of Dane’s. A string of saliva hung between Dane’s tongue and Gell’s lip. The cat’s face was beat red, and he was smiling bashfully. He casted his eyes down Dane’s body, and the bear looked too. In Dane’s slacks was a noticeable bulge as he felt his penis half-erect and growing harder. A glance at the cat’s waist and Dane could see that Gell’s erection was even more noticeable, especially given his tight, blue shorts.

Making eye contact again, Dane could tell Gell was hesitant, locked in the middle of a decision.

“If we’re going to do this, I need to know you want it,” Dane said, his voice low and non-threatening.

Gell swallowed. “Yes, I want to. I don’t know why, but I want it, both of you.”

When he said “both,” Dane turned to look through the doorway into the dining quarters. Walking up the short staircase was Iya, her bare paws treading on the steps. She was unbuttoning her jumpsuit one by one, starting at the top button and already halfway done when she reached the top of the stairs. It was clear that she wasn’t wearing anything underneath the jumpsuit, but she had yet to pull open the unbuttoned garment. She lifted off her grey flat cap and pushed her ears backwards.

“I wanna hear you say it, kitty-boy. Tell me you want every part of me.”

Gell said, albeit quietly, “I want to see every bit of you... naked.”

That’s all the confirmation Iya needed. She flung her flat cap into the cabin, and pulled the top of her jumpsuit down her shoulders, revealing bright white fur with spots of tan. She pulled the sleeves off and had the jumpsuit down halfway, revealing her body all the way to the waist. Her long ears, usually pushed down backwards, were fully perked up in excitement. Her large breasts jiggled as she twisted her body, the pink nipples catching both the boys’ eyes in the surrounding white fur. She was grinning widely, and Dane had noticed that when the rabbit smiled big enough her front two teeth had a slight overbite.

Iya didn’t stop to play with her breasts, but instead continued working her jumpsuit pants down her legs. Bent over, her perky boobs hung slightly, swaying together with her movements. She pulled the jumpsuit all the way down and stood up, flinging the clothing into the dining quarters with a backward flick of her leg. Now she was standing completely naked at the top of the stairs in the tropical sunlight. She put her hands on her round hips, enjoying seeing her two male shipmates taken back at her nude form.

“So what do you boys think?” she asked.

“Yeah,” Dane said.

“Uh-huh,” Gell choked.

The two of them worked their eyes up and down the rabbit’s body, from the supple white breasts, down her tan-furred belly-button, to her vagina. Right above her pussy was a small bush of beige pubic hair. The thin lips were slightly parted, revealing the pink flesh just inside the slit.

She crossed the meter separating her and Gell, not taking her eyes off of him. She walked right into him, pressing her body against his. She wrapped her arms around his lower back and grabbed the back of his shorts, which drew a sharp exhale from Gell. She pulled his waist on her own, rubbing her naked lower body against his, her hands firmly gripping the cat’s butt. Dane watched with obvious glee, an uninhibited feeling of arousal rushing over him and causing his cock to harden in his pants.

Gell was looking up at the taller rabbit, breathing heavily and quickly blinking. Iya’s eyes were half-closed, and she looked very relaxed and seductive. They stared at each other in the eyes, Iya’s hands gripping right below the cat’s tail, Gell’s arms tense at his sides.

“You nervous, Gell?” she asked, continuing to grind against the feline.

Gell nodded and said, “Mmm... Mmm-hmm. This... this is my first time.”

“What? You never fucked before?” She stopped her grinding.

“No, I’ve never had sex...” Gell said. Dane could tell the cat seemed incredibly ashamed about that, and suddenly felt sorry for his friend. The past couple days have been confusing for Dane to be sure, but the bear realized what Gell was feeling must be multitudes more conflicting.

“But, I want to. Yes,” the cat confirmed.

“You wanna have sex with me?” Iya asked, bringing her grinding back full force. Gell’s sensitive dick was throbbing under his pants, and looking down he could see Iya’s vaginal lips parted on his pants bulge.

“Yes,” Gell said.

“You wanna feel how tight and wet I am?”

“Y-yes, please.”

“Yeah?” Iya glanced back at Dane. “What should we do with you?”

Dane, obviously torqued as well, was enjoying the show. “I’d just like to watch,” he said. He tilted his head over to take a look at the rabbit’s bare backside. Her ass looked so soft and jiggly, he couldn’t resist taking a pawful. Iya let out a horny chuckle as Dane squeezed her cheek, bringing his fingers into the pillowy flesh. He massaged and ran his fingers through the fur, and then grabbed Gell’s arm, which was still tense at his side. He directed the cat’s paw onto the ass he had just been groping, the bear’s fingers guiding and directing Gell’s, prompting him to begin squeezing it too. Gell began rubbing Iya’s ass by himself, and brought to the other arm around to begin doing the same thing to the other cheek.

Gell and Iya pecked their lips together, the cat getting so much stimulation and attention than he ever had before that his knees started getting weak. Iya took a step back and began removing Gell’s shirt. Dane dropped to his knees and worked on the cat’s pants, bringing the short shorts down Gell’s legs. He pulled them off with Gell’s shoes, and at the same time Iya and Dane threw his clothes into the dining quarters. Now two of them were naked, Dane just at eye level with the cat’s hard cock.

Gell’s penis was just how Dane remembered it (though the details of that first night they all had sex were a bit fuzzy). A tad longer than Dane’s own dick, but Gell’s was definitely skinnier. The humanoid cock was very dark colored, almost black, and the open sunlight it had a glossy sheen. Dane was amazed about the cat’s foreskin, which almost covered the entire head. Life back in Saltport was very puritanical when it came to sex and exposing your body. Dane had only seen glimpses of other male’s privates here and there, but being able to take in Gell’s manhood and orange tight balls, all without the fear of being caught by other more prudish furs, was amazing.

“Get on the ground, kitty-boy,” Iya said, after also taking a good long look at the naked feline’s body. Gell obliged and laid his back down on Attainment’s wooden deck. Gell was fully supine, only his cock sticking up.

“I wanna ride you,” Iya said, standing over the cat. She brought her paws down her body, and used her middle and ring finger to part her pussy, showing her pink, glistening labia. Dane was still kneeling at Gell’s side, and reached around and grabbed the cat’s rock hard cock. Gell gasped at the sudden contact of the bear’s warm paw. Iya, with one leg on each side of the cat, began crouching and lowering her body, bringing her open cunt directly down in line with Gell’s dick.

Her knee’s bent, Iya’s vulva was just barely touching Gell’s manhood. Dane brought his paw along the shaft and pulled the foreskin down, revealing the dark red glans. Dane helped guide the feline’s penis into Iya’s pussy, and even with just the head in Gell started twitching and making little sounds. Iya threw her head up and let out a grown as she went farther onto Gell’s cock, centimeters at a time. The feeling of her shipmate entering her, the hot hard cock plunging into her vagina sent a shiver down her backbone.

“Oh fuck yes, Gell. Mmmmm...”

Iya adjusted her position, bringing her large plantigrade feet behind her and kneeling with a leg at Gell’s sides. She placed her hands on Gell’s chest, and took her tight vagina up the cock to the head, then sliding all the way back to the base. Back behind the rabbit Gell was grinding his feet together, rubbing the toes of one foot along the paw pads of the other. Dane stood and began taking off his clothes. He wasn’t going to let his shipmates have all the fun!

Iya undulated her waist up and down, forward and back, slowly at first but quickly gaining speed. Her boobs jiggled along with her bouncing, and Gell timidly brought a hand up to grab one. He ran his paw around the lapine’s breast, and Iya let out a couple obscenities in pleasure when Gell pinched the nipple. Even through the fur the cat’s face was beet red, and both the mammals’ bodies were beaded with sweat.

Dane was now fully naked as well, playing with his own genitalia. He tugged his hairy brown scrotum, lightly fingering the hefty testicles inside. He masturbated himself, loving the scene going on before him. The bear walked in a circle around his fucking shipmates, getting an angle from behind. Below her jiggling ass Iya was smacking her cunt into the cat’s balls, and Dane saw Gell had spread his legs a bit, his long tail laying on the ground between. Dane could make out just a hint of the cat’s skinny rump between his orange balls and tail, the flesh in the crack dark right around his hole.

Now on the other side, Dane grabbed the rabbit’s bouncing ass as he passed. He gave it another quick grope and ran his fingers through her cottony white tail, all the while masturbating with his other paw. He looked down at Gell, who was also running his hands along the domineering rabbit’s body. Dane’s two shipmates were grunting loudly, Iya almost screaming—but out here, alone on the sea, they could be as loud as they wanted.

Dane and Gell locked eyes. Gell had his mouth open in pleasure, panting with his tongue out. The cat looked at Dane’s cock and opened his mouth further, bringing a paw to his face. Dane nodded. His friend made it clear what he wanted.

The bear kneeled down beside Gell’s head, his thick cock hovering just above the cat’s nose. Gell stuck his tongue out and pressed it against the shaft, the feline tongue wet but a little rough in spots. He ran it on the underside of the cock, lapping sloppily along the tube. It was clear that Gell didn’t really know what to do, but it still felt good. Dane wasn’t an expert in these things anyway, and was more than happy knowing his friend was just willing to please him.

“That feels great, Gell.” The wet, coarse tongue was sliding along the shaft, causing a blossom of pleasure to build in Dane’s loins.

“R-really?” Gell stuttered. It was clear that the cat, twitching and dripping with sweat, was already not far from cumming.

“Yeah, please keep going.”

Gell didn’t need any more prompting. The dick was now sideways in the cat’s muzzle, Gell occasionally hitting it with a tooth. The rabbit going crazy on his own dick made it impossible for Gell to give a clean blowjob, but again Dane didn’t care. Gell lapped his tongue along the shaft, trying to focus around the corona of the head. Dane groaned in pleasure to let his friend now he was doing a good job, using Gell’s saliva as lube to swipe his paw up and down the part of his cock that wasn’t in the cat’s mouth.

With his cock being worked by Gell, Dane turned his attention to Iya. She was furiously going up and down on Gell’s waist, nearly slamming her cunt into him. Her pussy was dripping wet, Gell’s crotch was covered with her juices. She was crying out curses and half-words, spittle from her mouth and sweat from her body being flung onto Gell’s torso below. Dane placed a paw on her breast, and lightening fast Iya grabbed his wrist. With her own hand on top of his Iya made Dane squeeze her tit, hard. Dane didn’t want to hurt the rabbit, but in the frenzy Iya could only feel the cat’s dick plunging in and out of her, stimulating her clit in incredible ecstasy.

Gell was still doing his best to use his mouth and tongue on Dane’s cock but was quickly losing control over his own body. His feet and toes were wiggling wildly, and a high-pitch sound was building in his throat. Dane realized the cat was about to cum, and took his wet dick out of Gell’s warm mouth. Gell involuntarily raised his hips and clenched his buttocks, his tail becoming stiff like a broomstick underneath him. He squealed, and seed spurted inside Iya, the strongest orgasm of his life hitting him and making him unaware of anything else in the world other than his pleasure. Her vagina was filling with her shipmates cum, but Iya didn’t stop. In fact she speed up faster than before, bringing herself closer and closer to orgasming.

Gell’s semen leaked out of the rabbit’s soaked pussy and dribbled onto his groin, adding to the other spots of bodily fluid. Iya was bouncing like crazy, milking the feline for all his seed and emptying his ballsack. In the middle of his ecstasy Gell grazed his paw against the rabbit’s other breast, trying to grab it but shaking and weak from the orgasm. Now both the male shipmates were fondling Iya’s boobs, and the rabbit was about to go over the edge any second. Gell, whining as Iya continued to pound away at his sensitive dick, went back to licking his friend’s cock, the bear’s musky scent and taste intoxicating. Sweat was gathering on Dane’s forehead, and a bead of precum appeared on the tip of his dick, which was sticking out the other side of Gell’s muzzle. Dane knew he was going to be the last one to cum, and stroked his dick to try to catch up with his shipmates.

Iya moaned powerfully, and she came. Her vagina tightened and clenched around Gell’s sensitive dick, sending the cat into a twitching fit. The rest of her pussy juices were sliding down Gell’s cock, and together with the cat’s cum gathered in his belly button and dripped down his balls onto the wooden deck.

Dane quickly and tightly stroked the base of his own dick, Gell focusing sideways on the nerve-filled tip. All of what was going on before him was so incredibly sexy. The busty, assertive rabbit, the meek and cute feline... All three of them naked in the open sunlight, sharing fluids and unashamedly pleasing each other. It was too much for Dane to handle.

“Oh Gell, I’m almost there!”

An explosion of pleasure filled Dane’s brain. Seed came from inside his loins and traveled through his penis, shooting out the hole with powerful force. The first and second ejaculation came out the side of Gell’s mouth, spattering onto the wooden deck. But by the third shot Dane brought himself back with his dick aimed right at Gell’s head. His cum squirted onto the feline’s face, splatting on Gell’s cheeks, nose, and getting some into his open mouth. Dane yanked at his slippery dick, coaxing all the cum he could onto his cute friend’s face. Dane clenched his teeth and quietly growled, and in that moment of intense pleasure all the bear wanted was to fling each drop of his cum into Gell’s open mouth.

As his orgasm started to trail off, his throbbing dick slowed its pulsations, only a few residual drops coming from the hole. He took his hand off his cock and let it rest on the cat’s orange nose. Gell’s face was a mess, absolutely covered in his jizz. This was such a different sexual experience than the one they had two days ago, but Dane had loved it just as much, maybe even more. Seeing his feline friend’s maw saturated with his jizz like this was so sexy, but he hoped now they were entering the after-sex stage that Gell wasn’t feeling regret again.

Just then Iya leaned down, still with the (now softening) cock inside her, and brought her face down to Gell’s. She put her mouth right on the cat’s outstretched tongue, covered in the bear’s cum as Gell had yet to swallow it. The two of them started making out with Dane’s wet, cummy meat sandwiched between their noses. They prodded their tongues back and forth in each other’s mouths, swapping Dane’s seed.

“Oh yeah, that’s awesome...” Dane muttered. Just when he thought it couldn’t get any hotter. He had already orgasmed, but his two shipmates snowballing his own cum and rubbing their noses on his dick kept him rock hard. Finally Iya moved upward to Dane, a little stream of semen dripping from the corner of her mouth. She grabbed his shoulder and pulled him forward, and pressed her lips against Dane’s, catching him unexpected. With her tongue Iya pushed the contents of her muzzle into Dane’s, the bear’s mouth filling with a salty, bitter taste. Dane was surprised, and gulped down the fluid as soon as it entered his maw. It was his own seed, and he had to admit, it didn’t taste very good.

Now that her mouth was empty, Iya said, “You sure do like blowies, don’t cha, Dane?”

Blowies? Oh, oral sex. “Plah. Yeah, I do.” Dane said as he wiped his mouth and recoiled from the bad taste.

Iya sighed and fell down onto the deck next to Gell. The two laid side by side in the tropical sunlight, resting in the warm afterglow. “Who do ya think gives a better one? Me or Gell?”

Dane stood from his knees, sore and little numb from kneeling on the hard surface of the deck. “Uh, I don’t know,” he said with a chuckle.

“Well I guess we’ll just hafta keep givin’ ‘em till we have an answer.”

“Yeah,” Gell said. Both of them looked at the cat.

“Did ya like that, kitty-boy?” Iya asked at his side.

“Yes. I did. I really, really did.”

“Good, ‘cause we’ll be doin’ it again, that’s for bloody sure.”

Dane smiled and nodded at the two in agreement. He turned and strutted over the side of the boat. He folded his arms on top of the metal railings, leaning over and taking a look at the vast ocean. It felt so liberating being out like this, unabashedly nude, the wind rustling all of his fur, feeling cool on his wet, half-erect dick.

“Whew, look at that butt!” Iya yelled from behind. Dane’s tight, round, brown-furred ass was unintentionally directed at his shipmates. The bear didn’t turn around, but simply blushed and let out another chuckle. Yes, things will never be the same between the three of them, but maybe that’s not a bad thing.

He sighed as the fuzzy, comforting afterglow of the orgasm began to dissipate. They would have to get back to work soon. They were on a mission after all, to explore the faraway Moji Islands on behalf of the Imperial College of Navigation. But he let out another quiet, more somber sigh as he scanned the unending sea, only the occasional jumping fish breaking its uniform surface. He had already resolved that he will tell them they might not even be on the right path, that they will have to sail all the way back to Saltport and admit their failure to the College and their families and the Empire.

Just as Dane’s mood began to darken he heard a noise above him. He quickly looked up, and saw something that filled him with sudden insuppressible hope. It was a seagull. Just a bird, nothing more, but what every sailor worth his or her salt knew was that seagulls didn’t stray too far from land. There was land nearby! How many nautical miles and in what direction it would take some work to find out, but it was something. Attainment was not lost. Dane’s joy returned tenfold, almost as strong as the orgasm he just had. There was still hope for the three of them.