Three at Sea



Chapter 3: Island Time


“Paradise. Actual, no-shit paradise.” Iya sipped from her coconut and sighed contentedly. She placed the coconut shell in the rocky sand, and looked over at the bear sitting next to her on the blanket. Dane was scribbling in his journal, the pencil hurriedly running over the pages in squiggly characters. His small glasses were perked on the edge of his snout, slightly magnified for reading and darkened as to allow some protection from the harsh tropical sun. He hadn’t heard a word the rabbit said. Iya frowned for a split second, but then broke into a devilish grin. “But I know how to make it better...”

The female rabbit reached her paw down right on Dane’s crotch, and gave his junk squeeze. The bear squeaked and the pencil fell from his thick fingers. It didn’t hurt, but it was surprising as hell. Iya sputtered her lips and slapped her paw on her forehead, the grey flat cap on her head rocking as she burst out with laughter.

The bear’s face reddened. “Grrrr... I’m trying to work, you know.” He picked the pencil up, turning back to the journal. He was writing a report on the islands they have been exploring for the last couple days. Most of them have been nothing more than treeless rocks, but the island they were currently on was by far the largest and most active with life. Lazy waves lapping pebbly-white sand, long trunked coconut trees, crystal blue waters teeming with fish. It might as well have been paradise.

The only thing that wasn’t paradise was the shipmates’ constant workload, and how limited their time was at every piece of land. Since they spotted these islands Dane had worked nonstop. He wasn’t bitter about it, and knew being this expedition’s cartographer meant he literally signed up for this kind of work. Iya was the ship’s mechanic and electrician, an engineer who only had only studied physics because the Imperial College of Navigation demanded that each member of their expedition required advanced education. But at that moment she was doing nothing academic, simply relaxing on the beach and sipping on juice that Dane just knew she spiked with gin.

The sudden contact with his member made it impossible to concentrate. His dick twitched under his pants, angry about the lack of a follow up to the teasing. He knew the rabbit would have sex with him or their other shipmate Gell in a heartbeat. Speaking of which, Gell was walking up the beach toward the two, fur dripping from a recent swim.

“Hi,” Gell said. His body was so orange it looked like a fire out of the corner of Dane’s eye, drawing Dane to look up from his journal for a second. Gell was shirtless, wearing only a pair of short swimming trunks. The half-naked cat, the sexy rabbit at his side wearing a bra out in the open, not to mention grabbing at his privates. How could Dane hope to get any work done!

“Hey there,” Dane said, racing to finish his notes. If they all were going to have sex, which looked more than likely, he at least wanted to finish this section.

“How’s it goin’ Gell,” Iya said as the cat approached. “Catch anything good?”

“Yeah, a couple fish. I put them back on the ship.” Gell had been spearfishing around Attainment, their small ship that was anchored just off shore of the island.

“Good, I know what we’re eatin’ tonight. Been gettin’ tired of those canned meals.”

Gell sat crosslegged on the blanket in front of the other two, and started placing their used plates and food items back in the wicker basket. They had just finished an afternoon picnic on the beach, spreading out their blanket and breaking out a meal of olive oil, cheese, and crackers. 

“So is this one of the Moji Islands, Dane?” Gell asked, dipping a claw in a small bowl of olive oil and putting the finger in his mouth.

“That’s what I’m trying to find out, but everything I’ve found so far points that it might be a different chain of islands altogether.”

“Really?”

“We might have gotten a little further off course than I realized, but could you imagine if we discovered a whole new island chain? Once we get back to Saltport and tell the College we’ll get to name it and everything!”

The next couple minutes none of them said anything. Gell finished tidying up the picnic blanket, Iya sipped her coconut, and Dane tried to put his thoughts on the maps and records in his journal. But the surrounding tropical environment pacified his work ethic, and his mind slipped from the expedition. He soon found that he was simply staring at his journal blankly, pencil still in paw, not thinking about their duty to the Empire, not thinking about anything. He was enjoying the sound of the crashing waves, an occasional ocean breeze bringing a salty scent to his nostrils and rustling his brown fur. Most of all, he had to admit, he enjoyed how close his two shipmates were on the blanket next to him, Gell sitting crosslegged in front, Iya lying at his left.

After a long period of silence, Gell finally broke the tranquility. “Hey, Dane, do you mind if I ask you a question?”

“Sure, go ahead,” Dane said, snapping out of his odd trance.

Gell nervously kneaded the red blanket with his thumb and forefinger.  “Do you know... Um, do you know when you realized you liked other males?” Dane lowered his journal. If they were going to get into a conversation like this work would have to wait.

“Well. I... can’t really say Gell.” Dane shook his head, taking the small darkened spectacles off his snout. “I’ve been with a couple girls back in Saltport, but nothing more. I’ve never done anything with another guy until I met you.”

“Oh, this is good,” Iya mumbled, leaning on her side to look at the other two. She rested her head in her paw with her fingers on her flat cap to keep it from falling off.

“I guess I’ve always known,” Dane continued, “...Maybe. But I never dared act on it with. No other fur I knew seemed interested, so I just never said or did anything. I found it easiest just forget about, and.... I don’t know, hoped it would eventually go away.”

“Aw.” Iya patted Dane on the shoulder. “How about you Gell? I know I was your first gal, but ya ever mess ‘round with another boy?”

“Well... there was this one...”

“Please, tell.” Iya was obviously relishing the conversation at hand.

“There was a boy who lived on my street, a fennec fox named Quint. I have several older brothers and sisters, but Quint was probably my only real friend growing up. One day, I think when I was 14, Quint and I were in the backyard playing and talking like we usually did after school, but before I knew what was happening we were... kissing. I don’t remember if it was me or him who went in first, but all I knew was that I always wanted to do it, that I always wanted to kiss a boy like him. I loved it.

“It was only a couple seconds, but then I heard the door to my house open and my father start screaming. He hit me on the side of my head and I was lying on the dirt. My father told Quint that if he ever saw him again he would kill the both of us. Even after Quint ran off my father kept beating me until my whole face was covered with blood and dirt, until my eyes were so swollen shut that I couldn’t see. H-he said that what I did was a sin, and that my soul would have been punished if he wasn’t there to stop me. My mother made me thank him after for beating me, for saving my soul.”

The cat’s voice was quivering, but he wasn’t quite crying. Both of the other two shipmates were dead silent. This was the most they had ever heard Gell speak, not the least about something so personal. The hot air was thick with emotion, only broken by the ambient sounds of the tropical island around them.

“That’s somethin’ awful, Gell. Sorry to hear that,” Iya finally said. Not even she cracked a joke in such a tender moment.

Dane waited a second to respond, feeling his throat tighten. “That really is terrible. I simply can’t imagine what that’s like.”

“Yes...” Gell said.

“My parents were pretty distant when I was a kid, always gone and leaving me with our servant, but nothing...” Dane trailed off, and reached his paw out to pat Gell on his criss-crossed knee. Gell sniffed, and leaned his body down into the bear’s lap, resting his head on top of his pants.

Dane leaned with his arms back in support, the cat’s noggin in his lap. Gell was facing toward Iya, who was laying on her right side looking at the other two boys. She was caressing the cat’s arm, bringing her fingers up and down his side, squeezing his thin shoulders.

“I don’t deserve friends like you,” Gell said quietly.

“Bullshit!” Iya shouted.

“Come on. You know that’s not true Gell. You’re the nicest, most reliant, hard-working cat I know.”

“And cutest,” Iya chimed in.

“And cutest.”

Gell sighed deeply in Dane’s lap, and started moving his head, rubbing it on the bear’s crotch. At first Dane thought he was just adjusting his position, but Gell was pressing his left cheek into the bear’s pants, his triangular feline ears brushing against Dane’s fly.

Even after such a emotionally sensitive moment, Dane couldn’t help but get erect from the contact against his crotch. “Oh... Gell,” he whispered breathily.

Iya brought her paw from the cat’s shoulders to Dane’s. She tugged on him, and Dane turned his head to hers. They pressed together and kissed. The movements of the rabbit’s mouth against his seemed so much more refined and experienced compared to Gell’s sloppy kisses. Iya pushed herself into Dane’s maw, working her tongue around the teeth and roof of his mouth. Dane let her do as she wanted, the rabbit exploring the inside of the bear’s long muzzle. She tasted of coconut juice, but also present was a dry, burning flavor that Dane was vaguely familiar with.

They unlocked lips for a second, meanwhile Gell still nuzzling the bear’s hardening penis through his slacks. Dane, incredibly turned on and slightly dizzy, said to Iya, “I knew you were drinking...”

But she hardly reacted to that, and instead came back in to continue making out. Dane migrated his hands over the rabbit’s white chest, down her tan belly, sinking his paw down her pants. He brought his fingers in and out of her pussy, bringing an involuntary puff of air out of the rabbit’s pink nose every time he grazed her clit. Now Gell was not just rubbing on the bear’s crotch, but even licking the bulge in Dane’s pants. He could almost feel the cat’s rough tongue under the cloth. It was all so arousing, and Dane was rock hard, his penis pushing painfully against his pants.

Iya brought her mouth off of the bear’s, and Dane removed his prodding fingers from her pussy, leaving his paw half-submerged in her pants.

She smiled wryly, if she had something on her mind. Dane said, “So... What are you thinking?”

“I think the kitty wants to say somethin’,” Iya said.

Gell stopped licking the bear’s bulge. “Well, I, uh... I was thinking it over, Dane, and, uh...” It was another one of those times that Gell just couldn’t put his thoughts into words. Dane wondered what it was, if the cat had actually a speech disorder, or sometimes just got too anxious to talk, or if his thoughts were really so confusing he didn’t know how to express them.

“Want me to say it?” Iya asked. Gell nodded in Dane’s lap, his head again grazing the bear’s boner. “Our kitty-boy here wants you to fuck him.”

Dane felt his blood go cold. “Excuse me?”

“Yup. We were talkin’ the other day, and he said he wants to feel your big ol’ bear cock inside him. He didn’t use those words, o’course, but you get the idea.”

“Is that true, Gell?”

Gell nodded again and said, “Y-yes.”

Dane didn’t know what to say. “I mean, I’ve never done anything like that before. I wouldn’t know what to do, and I don’t want to hurt him...”

“Oh, I done it loadsa times! As long as you two go slow and use lube it should be fine.”

“Use what?”

“Lube. Lubrication.” The rabbit rummaged through the picnic basket and pulled out a green glass bottle. “Like this olive oil!”

Dane had to admit it was a pretty enticing idea, entering his cute feline friend like that, but he still felt hesitant. “Um...”

Gell spoke. “It’s okay if you don’t want to now, but I would like my first time to be with you Dane. And don’t worry, I made sure I’m clean.”

Dane, boner raging and horny as hell by that point, caved in. “Yes. Let’s do it.”

“Yeah! Let’s get your meat lubed up!” As Gell and Iya worked his pants down, Dane took off his shirt, and just a couple seconds later was completely nude. Being the only one naked, he felt a little self-conscious at that point, but the looks of enjoyment on both his shipmates’ faces encouraged him to go on.

Iya tilted the bottle over the bear’s privates, handling his cock for aim. A steady stream of olive oil began pouring out, and Dane gasped from the contact of the cold fluid. Iya coated his entire cock with the oil, the hand making wet schlicking noises from the friction. Gell was on his knees, staring unblinkingly at Dane’s member, mouth and eyes wide open.

Dane felt his heart rate pick up, and his breathing got heavier. The oily palm and fingers felt great on his member and he could already feel a seed of pleasure building inside him. But, even after the other couple times they have all had sex, this somehow felt more dirty, more voyeuristic. It was like he was giving a show to his two still-clothed shipmates (well, Iya at least had a bra on). Both the rabbit and cat’s attention was focused on Dane and his thick cock, and the bear blushed happily.

Iya brought her oily paw off Dane’s penis and said, “Oh yeah, should be niiiice and ready.”

“So, how do we do this?” Dane asked.

“Just sit in the Cap’n’s lap, kitty-boy,” Iya said to Gell.

“Like, away or facing toward me?” Dane really did not want to do this wrong.

“Shit, it don’t matter. Toward ya.”

Gell swallowed nervously and stood. He removed damp swim trunks and threw them to the side on the sand. He paused and allowed the other two to drink in his feline body. Dane had seen his two shipmates naked a few times now, and he couldn’t get over how different they both made him feel. Gell was a little shorter but much skinnier, his body straight and narrow like a thin tree trunk. His constant nervousness also meant he was often tense and stiff, also like piece of wood. 

In the open sunlight Dane ran his eyes freely all over the cat’s orange body, finally resting his gaze on Gell’s privates. His black pecker was half-erect, his orange ballsack hanging underneath in the hot air, the right testicle pulled up a little higher than the left. Despite this being the third or so time having sex, Dane suddenly felt taken back, his heart pounding in his chest.

“Gell...” he muttered.

“Heh. I think our Cap’n wants ya, Gell.”

Gell walked forward, one leg on each side of Dane, the two of them as naked as the day they came into this world. Gell’s uncircumcised cock was dangling half a meter in front of Dane’s face, sticking straight forward toward the bear’s face like an arrow. He was standing above Dane’s waist, both of them unsure how to proceed.

Iya grabbed Dane’s cock with her oily paw. “’Member when you did this for me?”

Dane nodded. He did of course remember a couple days ago when they all screwed, when Dane helped guide Gell’s cock into Iya. Now all their roles switched, Dane being the fucker, Gell being the fucked, and Iya the one watching.

“Just ease on down, Gell,” she said.

Gell went down, his bony knees bending as he lowered his waist onto Dane’s. The cat was sweating, half from the island heat, half from anxious anticipation about the impending penetration. His rump made contact with Dane’s tip, Iya holding the penis straight up to Gell’s hole. Gell leaned forward, his hands on Dane’s belly for support. He pressed down and felt a pressure against his asshole, preparing for it to enter as he pressed harder, but gasped when Dane’s oiled dick slipped and fell forward. Gell sat on the bear’s waist, Dane’s cock sandwiched between his butt cheeks.

“It... It didn’t work,” Gell said. Dane’s thick cock was protruding a bit from under the cat’s orange ballsack, and the sight of their privates touching like this made both of them blush.

“Just try it again!” Iya’s hand was resting behind on Gell’s butt. She pushed her hand under the crouched cat, prodding her oily middle finger between his cheeks. She ran it in circles around his hole, and gently sunk it in the ring, pushing her slippery finger into his rectum. The cat groaned and clenched, tightening around the rabbit’s finger.

“Relax, Gell. Relax...” Iya pushed her finger in and out of his hole, rubbing along the inside of his walls, stretching his tight ring. Gell was leaning forward onto Dane, sweat from both their hot, sticky bodies dripping onto one another. Gell had one eye closed, his blue eye, the other yellow eye open and focused on Dane. Dane pushed himself up and brought his head toward the cat for a kiss. Their lips touched, and Gell relaxed, his hole loosening. The two guys kissed for a few seconds, and Iya brought her finger out of the cat’s backside.

“There! Loose and lubed. Let’s get in there again, this time with the Cap’n’s cock.”

Gell went up again, crouching right above Dane’s dick, his hole once again pushing against the tip. Gell exhaled and lowered downward. Both Dane and Gell let out a shuttering moan as this time it worked, and Dane’s cock successfully entered Gell’s ass.

“Good!” Iya encouraged. “Just relax, kitty, don’t clench. If it hurts just slow down.”

Centimeter by centimeter Gell took Dane’s cock. Gell stopped at times to adjust, all the while groaning from effort and arousal. He felt so full inside, Dane’s dick not especially long but thicker than average. It was more uncomfortable than Gell expected, but bearable. Tears formed in the corner of Gell’s eyes and his face turned red as he worked the bear’s member into his colon, his ring more stretched than it’s ever been before.

Dane on the other hand was feeling nothing but pleasure. Gell’s ass was wonderfully tight around his lubed dick, and every centimeter that he went farther into the cat sent electric shivers down his cock. After a minute of that initial penetration, Gell finally landed fully into Dane’s lap with a satisfying plop, the bear’s cock entirely submerged in his ass.

“Ah god, Gell, th-that’s amazing...” Dane sputtered out. In response Gell let out a little high-pitched sound and nodded, eyes shut in concentration. It felt very unnatural to have something coming into his backside like this, but despite the slight pain in a way it also felt good. And knowing how good it made Dane feel is the only thing that prompted Gell to do it in the first place.

“Now go up and down, kitty-boy. Ride him.”

Gell obeyed Iya and started rising up, the slippery friction of the cat’s hole sliding along Dane’s dick. Gell went all the way up until just the tip was inside his ass, then returned back down and took the cock in all the way to the base. The first couple bounces were the most difficult, but Gell soon found his hole loosening and it being easier to take Dane’s cock, and gradually increased his speed. Dane leaned back to watch the sight of the orange cat bouncing on his dick, Gell’s own cock with its ample foreskin wobbling to his movements.

Iya, who was kneeling next to the two, abruptly stood. “Fuck it, I’m not stayin’ out of this!” She pulled off her pants and removed her flat cap, but kept her black bra on, too impatient to free her large boobs this time. She stood there bottomless, watching her fucking shipmates with glee. She pleased herself with her paw, petting her pussy, spreading the lips and rubbing her clit.

Even in his rising pleasure, Dane remembered how concerned he was about his friend’s safety. “H-how you doing, Gell? Is everything going okay?”

Gell, eyes shut and grunting with his bounces, replied with, “Uh... uh-huh.”

“Good, ‘cause now I’m comin’ in.” Iya stood over Dane, facing the bear and grinning. She had her pink pussy spread above his head, her inner folds wet and glistening. She lowered herself onto Dane’s snout, the bear’s black nose right between her vaginal lips. From there he could smell a vaguely vanilla-like musk that he was coming to recognize as Iya’s. Behind the rabbit, though he couldn’t see, Dane could still feel Gell pounding away at his dick.

Iya pressed her waist harder onto the bear’s snout. “Well? Get to it.” Dane opened his jaw and stuck his tongue into Iya’s moist crotch, which got a horny chuckle from the rabbit. He only had gone down a girl a couple times before, and though he was no expert at it he had no qualms about getting better. He worked his tongue around the rabbit’s pussy, his mouth filled with a somewhat metallic, vanilla-y flavor. He tried to focus on the folds above the vaginal opening, smacking his wet lips against her clit, then sinking his long tongue deep inside of her. “Fuuuuuuucckk...” she muttered. She pressed harder onto his snout and started rocking her hips. “Do that again.” Apparently she liked it when he went in far like that, so Dane obliged.

The three of them continued like that for a minute, Iya sitting on Dane’s face, Gell bouncing on his cock. Iya’s pussy juice was dripping down Dane’s snout, onto his face and filling his mouth. From how much Iya was twitching and cussing, he could tell she was getting close. Because Iya’s crotch is all that filled his vision, Dane could only hear Gell’s groans and feel his dick in the cat’s skinny ass.

Suddenly Iya stopped rocking her hips and sighed. “Wow, that’s fuckin’ good, Dane.” She stood up from Dane’s face, and turned around to Gell. “Let’s see if the kitty can finish it.” She walked forward to the undulating cat, and pushed her hips forward. With a hand behind Gell’s head she stuck the cat’s flat face into her dripping pussy. Gell was so focused on working on Dane’s dick that he was taken by surprise at first. It took a couple seconds, but eventually Gell got the gist and started sloppily licking his rough tongue inside Iya, lapping up her juices and Dane’s saliva.

From this angle the rabbit’s butt looked too enticing. Dane leaned upward, bringing his pussy-juice covered snout a hair-width from the rabbit’s white ass. He placed his lips on the soft fur of her bottom and gave her right cheek a kiss. He worked his tongue under the fold that separates the buttock from the upper leg, squeezing her cottony tail. He pecked and licked along her pillowy cheek, enjoying burying his face in the rabbit’s jiggling ass just as much as Iya enjoyed feeling it.

Gell furiously eating the rabbit in the front and Dane licking her from behind—Iya was mere seconds from cumming. The rabbit yelled out an incomprehensible word, and orgasmed. The muscles in her butt tightened, Dane running his tongue one last time over her firmed cheek. In the front, Gell had stopped bouncing and was dealing with the rabbit’s spasming pussy. Iya was pushing his face so hard into her cunt that he could barely breath. Her vagina clenched around his tongue, and her juices coated his nose and muzzle.

“Whew, holy damn...” Iya stepped aside and nearly fell straight down onto the blanket. Now it was just Dane and Gell, and neither of them had cum yet. With Iya lying to the side the two males locked eyes. Dane sat upward and began rocking his hips up and down, bouncing the cat in his lap. He was getting close to finishing, and could feel the pleasure building deep within.

Dane felt Gell’s pecker stick into his belly and rub against his fur. He brought a large paw between their two sweaty bodies to the cat’s dick and began quickly stroking it, all the while picking up the speed of his bouncing. Gell squirmed in his lap, letting out high-pitched ahs, his feet and toes almost seizing behind the bear. With his thick cock buried in the cat’s ass and his hand jerking his dick, Dane was quickly bringing Gell to orgasm.

Dane put his forehead against Gell’s, and stared into the cat’s eyes as his friend came. A string of cum spurted onto the bear’s belly fur as Dane continued to jerk his friend. Gell’s ass tightened around Dane’s cock in rhythm with his ejaculations, a sensation which pushed Dane even closer to his own orgasm. Dane furiously jacked the cat off, almost as if he was masturbating himself. He goaded squirt after squirt out of the cat, the cum pooling on Dane’s hands and between their two sticky bodies.

Gell’s orgasm slipped away and the cat closed his eyes, but Dane knew he was about to cum any minute. He continued to stroke Gell’s cock, unaware the feline’s orange balls had already spent all their seed. The intensity of the orgasm kept rising in his brain, growing stronger than any that he had felt before. Swept up in a flurry of lust and emotion, Dane needed his friend to share this moment with him.

“Open your eyes Gell. I want to see you. Oh, Gell, I want—you!”

The cat did open his eyes, and when that first wave of pleasure hit him the Dane and Gell were staring directly at one another once more. But as Dane’s seed started squirting deep inside Gell, the ursine lost control and threw his hands around Gell, hugging him in. Dane grabbed his wrist, locking his arms tight around Gell as he pushed his hips just a little farther up, pumping shot after shot into the cat’s innards. The bear’s eyes were half opened as he came, staring forward into the expansive crystal-blue ocean but uncomprehending anything they were seeing. Gell scratched at Dane’s back, his claws sharp enough to even draw a few drops of flood.

After half a minute Dane’s orgasm finally subsided, the two of them panting heavily. Gell felt like his ass was going to explode. Dane, still hugging the cat, fell backwards onto the blanket with Gell on top of him. As his cock softened it slipped from Gell’s behind, a stream of cum draining from the cat’s weak hole.

Iya was lying on her side watching the whole thing, throughly entertained. She stood up, still wearing nothing but her black bra, and walked to the shoreline. She put her large feet in the clear water and bent over, cupping her paws and washing the sweat from her body. A few meters away Gell and Dane rested peacefully, in the tired afterglow slipping into a nap. Everything seemed right with the world.

After a few minutes, Iya yelled out, “Oh shit!”

Dane and Gell, still lying together, were jolted out of their rest and titled their head to look. About ten meters from them, walking out from behind a large rock between the water’s edge and tree line came a group of furs. About a dozen mammals marched out, heading directly toward their location. Some were wielding guns, some swords, but all of them had a determined grin on their faces.

“Oh shit!” Iya repeated, panicked. “Pirates!”

From what they wore and the weapons they carried, undoubtedly they were pirates. None of the Attainment crew moved a muscle. There was no use fighting, as their meager weapons were onboard Attainment, and being nude and caught off-guard they would surely die in any combat with these bloodthirsty individuals. There was also no use in running, no way to make it to the small raft that transported them between their ship and the island. They were at the complete mercy of the pirates.

“Not just any pirates,” Gell muttered numbly. “Captain Melbourne.”

Dane’s stomach flipped as he spotted the raccoon that seemed to be leading the rest of the group. Could it really be Captain Melbourne? The Coon Captain? The Masked Marauder? Dane tried to convince himself otherwise, but his heart sank further as the raccoon walked closer. Who else could it be? They all have heard his stories, seen his wanted posters uncountable times. His gentleman-like attire, the x scar on his left cheek below his eye, his sword sheathed in a golden scabbard were all signs that they were in the presence of the most dreaded pirate on the seas.

The pirates reached Gell and Dane’s picnic blanket. Captain Melbourne, the only one not pointing a weapon at the cat and bear, stepped forward. As he looked at the two naked furs, still lying on top of each other post-coitus, a wide, knowing smile broke out across the raccoon’s weathered face.

“Oh, we’re going to have fun with you.”