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The news of Kit being made an official part of the tribe, given the approval of the settlement leader himself, it was cause for celebration! That same day, the whole settlement was abuzz with activity. By nightfall the square was lit up by a large bonfire. The shops were providing special items and additional stands were set up.

Kit was looking around in amazement, taking in the sights and sounds of the festival that was taking place, being held in honor of him being officially accepted into the tribe. Being one of them, even if he didn’t look the same, had been enough for Kit. First taken in by Dusty and learning more about the tribal bears day after day, the human was familiar with the settlement and its inhabitants by now, able to recognize the bears also celebrating on an individual level.

“Hey, Kit,” Moss said with a tone of snark in his voice. “Having fun? Don’t get a big head now just because of all of this. They’ll set up a celebration for just about anything.”

Dusty interrupted before Kit could respond. “Kit becoming one of us is most definitely something to celebrate.”

“I’m just messing with him,” Moss said with a chuckle while Dusty rolled his eyes. The grizzly took the human’s hand and started to venture ahead. “Come on, Kit. I’ll show you around. And don’t worry about Moss. I’m pretty sure he’s jealous.”

“Hey!” Moss called back, following them closely enough to hear the other bear’s words.

At first Kit was busying himself by going to various stands. Some had foodstuffs made specially for the occasion. Kit was eager to try them and the games that other stands were hosting. With Dusty and Moss at his side, the human was having a great time. He managed to beat the black bear in a target hitting game but Moss got him back with a contest of strength, pushing a heavy rock further than Kit could, but it was a pretty easy win, all the same Moss basked in the victory.

Taking a break to catch his breath after doing so many things, the human settled down against the front of the tailor’s building. Leaning against the front wall of the closed shop. Dusty and Moss did the same, the black bear finishing the last of the dessert he had gotten from a stand just earlier. They had been at it for a while but the celebration was still going strong. Kit noticed that this whole time many had been looking his way. At first he thought it was because of his newly earned position as a true member of the tribe. Several bears had even said as much, congratulating him. But even after that he could see and feel many eyes tracking him. When looking back at them he noticed the looks were different than before, as if they were waiting for something.

“Is there another event they’re all waiting for?” Kit asked Dusty and Moss.

Moss chuckled. “Well, new members of the settlement are usually put through a...hazing. Think of it like a second induction ritual and a sort of bonding thing.”

“Hazing?” Kit asked, looking at Dusty this time. “So that means...”

“Yep,” Moss said, grinning mischievously. “A lot of pounding. Pounding you more specifically. Think you can handle that?”

“I have a choice, right?” Kit asked, raising an eyebrow.

“Of course, but I haven’t known anyone to pass up the opportunity. I sure didn’t...” Moss said.

“He couldn’t get enough actually,” Dusty added. “I still can’t tell which he liked more: the pleasure or the attention.”

“Dusty!” the black bear whined, feeling his face heating up.

“Think of it like those around you getting close and giving you their ‘blessing’ if that helps,” Dusty then said, his supportive tone indeed had Kit looking and things different, especially when he looked back at the other bears that were still enjoying the festival. The ones meeting his gaze were looking pretty excited, some having their loincloths lifted by their erections and those who liked to be nude all the time had theirs on full display...

Kit thought for a moment before nodding. “Sure. Let’s do it!”

As word spread of the human’s agreement, many were gathering around in the square, the area illuminated by the raging bonfire. As it had gotten later in the night, most of the food had been consumed but plenty of drinks were still going around. Kit was brought a special drink just for the occasion. It had a spicy smell but an overall fruity taste with a kick that came after, the spiciness lingering in his throat.

“Oh, what was that?” he asked, already feeling a rush coursing through him.

“It’s a special blend,” Conn said. The bulky tavern-working brown bear said. “Something to loosen first then to light a fire in you.”

Kit indeed felt himself relaxing from the pleasant buzzing heat spreading throughout him, felt from heat to toe. Pairing with that was a growing tingling that centered itself at his lower half, making his shaft twitch and become erect. Kit could also feel his hole twitching as well. Adding to the feelings already building within him was a sense of lustful need growing all the stronger, making him pant softly.

“Wow, that kicked in quick. Maybe I should have dialed it back,” Conn said. He had given Kit the usual bear’s-worth and much faster than any of them, the human was clearly in a state of lustful excitement. “Hehe. He’s certainly ready.”

“Well it we shouldn’t keep him waiting,” Moss said. He already had his loincloth off while stepping in front of Kit, presenting the human with his especially thick bearhood. Kit opened his mouth and welcomed the girthy shaft inside, moaning as the taste of pre was smeared over his tongue. The smell of the black bear’s crotch musk filled his nose, making him hum further. The lust he felt compelled him to act. As soon as he could, the human started sweeping his tongue all over Moss’ tip, collecting even more precum via a strong spurt.

“You just can’t wait for it, can you?” Moss asked the needy, newly-inducted member of their tribe.

Kit responded with more licks, making Moss groan and push his way in further. He wasn’t the only one. While Moss was enjoying Kit’s mouth, his other mate had come in from behind, prodding his erection to Kit’s hole. Kit’s body being loosened up made things easier for Dusty as he rubbed his leaking tip across the hole, smearing pre all over before pushing his way in, making it firm spread around his entering cock. Dusty pushed in with an element of care, sinking further into the hot, tight passage that welcomed him inside. Once his length reached all the way down to the base, Dusty started to rock his body, pounding his whole way in, huffing deeply from the grip Kit’s hole had on him.

Squirming between them, Kit’s moans were muffled against Moss’ cock, which had also been pushed further into his mouth. Going first, his mates were thrusting into his front and back ends. All around were bears of various shapes, sizes, and species, all looking on with anticipation for their turn.

“Take it, Kit!” Moss pushed further, burrowing his cock past the licking tongue, sliding into the tight throat. Kit didn’t even gag, still servicing the shaft, lapping all over what wasn’t pushed into his esophagus. More precum was fed to him; its strong taste kept him swallowing, the delightful rush that came when inhaling Moss’ crotch musk gave Kit plenty to moan about.

Wrapped around the length, Kit’s lips maintained a seal against the girth. Similarly, he ground his backside against Dusty’s incoming thrusts. The bear had been pounding into him slowly at first before speeding up as time passed. Dusty was giving in to his own lust, desiring more and getting it by rocking his lower half harder, sinking his tip far into the smaller furless male.

They were both going all the faster and harder until Dusty was the one groaning out, burying his cock down to the sheath, having his balls pressed firmly to Kit’s as they drew up, pumping their contents into the still-tight hole. Kit felt his walls being marked by his mate’s load, getting coated in the hot viscous spunk, leaking from him when Dusty grunted and pulled out.

Following just behind, Moss thrust his cock in one last time. Panting hard, Moss rode out his climax while practically feeding Kit his cum, shooting the potent musky loads with force. Kit felt his windpipe getting filled up and swallowed, pulling the thick stuff down into his stomach, still humming from the warmth and how plentiful the load was, having his tongue still coated when Moss pulled out too.

More bears began to take their place. A sloth bear and sun bear that Kit recognized. Willow and Red. The two had stepped up to take the place of Dusty and Moss, their raging hard-ons being solid proof of how ready they were. Kit welcomed them, still filled with heat and want from the alcohol.

Willow was soon gasping from the mouth that pushed itself down on his shaft, sinking down all the further until his lips were pressed to the dark grey furred bear’s sheath. It was an impressive sight for those watching and Willow himself was loving the tightness that held his shaft. The loosened state of him and the cum glazing his throat had allowed Kit to do it all in one go. Taking advantage of that and wanting more, he started to move his head back and forth, servicing his fellow bear tribe member. When his throat wasn’t surrounding throbbing flesh, his tongue was lapping all over the sides and getting underneath.

Plenty of precum was leaking from the ursine shaft, further glazing Kit’s tongue, giving him a taste that he immediately wanted more of. It encouraged him to do as much as he could, working his mouth and throat at the same time to stimulate the entire hefty bear cock, getting even more of that precum to shoot out.

“Oh, you want it that bad? Then take it,” Willow huffed. He put his hands down on Kit’s head, assisting the smaller male in taking his cock even further, pushing down every time Kit’s lips kissed his sheath. With the grip he had on Kit, he was able to control the pace as well, speeding it up a bit so the pleasure could be more constant for him. Having his mouth rocked forwards and backwards, Kit was groaning but the sounds were those of pleasure. As best as he could, Kit was running his tongue and keeping throat snug against the pulsating shaft, gulping and pulling down the given pre into his waiting stomach.

“Hey, don’t forget about me,” Red said. The jovial sun bear known for his fishing talent had stood back and watched for a bit. But his own lust had become too much to ignore any further.

Approaching from behind, the shorter ursine got a hold of Kit’s backside and rubbed his cock in between the smooth mounds, executing a simple push once he found the mark. His moan was long winded when he pushed his way in, gliding over the cum-coated walls. So hot, slick, and gripping him firmly, Red felt that rush and let his body do what felt right, rocking his lower half, pumping his shorter but thicker cock into the human’s passage, reaching as deeply as he could, making his hips and balls smack into Kit. His own leaking precum was making it all the slicker and easier to thrust into, being the cause of the wet squishes that came with his pumps...

“Oh, he’s really taking it! Like he’s swallowing me up!” Red shuddered.

Like before, Kit was being thrust into from both ends. Willow was speeding things up, being further along than the other bear had been. Every time Kit swallowed against his cock to drink down the precum, that just made the hold of his cock all the better. Kit was giving it all he had, seemingly addicted to the flavors and unique smells of the bears’ musks. He really was feeling closer to Willow and Red, being introduced to another part of them.

“Keep sucking on it! Just need a little more.... Aaahh!” the thrusting ceased as Willow’s hips trembled. He came, expelling his seed with every pump of his cock, giving Kit much more to drink down. Feeling the same throbs in his throat, the rich heat building before it was pulled down from his gulps. Willow groaned as he pulled out midway, releasing the last of his loads onto Kit’s face. As he marked the human some of the other bears watching cheered. Willow kept going until the last spurt of his seed was released, ending with him letting out a deep sigh.

Taking Willow’s place was not one but three bears. Two pandas and a black bear. Crow, Kris, and Lee. All three had their fully erect and hefty cocks presented to the human while he was still being thrust into by Red from behind.

“I think we ought to make this more comfortable for the little guy,” Lee said. “After all, he’s just barely gotten started.” Agreeing with the black bear’s words, some bears from the crowd had gotten one of the tables from the tavern and brought it outside for Kit to lie on. Red had pulled out and helped lift the human up, placing him on the furniture’s surface. Lying on his back, Kit was more comfortable as well and his moans returned when Red thrust his length back into him, picking up where he left off with firm thrusts.

Meanwhile Kit was presented with the three bears’ lengths all at the same time. “Open up, Kit. I’ve been waiting for this,” the lone black bear said. “Fuck...” Lee then groaned, inserting his cock into Kit’s mouth. The human tilted his head back, giving easier access to his throat while reacting to the musk and flavor that was distinct to what came before.

As for Kris and Crow, they were standing on either side of the table, given attention as well from Kit lifting his hands and gripping their cocks as best he could, sliding them up and down, at first using the precum that just coated their tips but his jerking motions got them to moan and produce even more. As his hands got more coated, the movements grew smoother and all the more pleasurable.

Now he was in between four bears. Red was still thrusting into him while his cock was throbbing hard, shooting precum deep into him. At the same time Lee was enjoying the movements of Kit’s tongue, letting his cock grind against the cum-slathered oral walls. Given pleasure as well, Crow and Kris’ shafts were being pumped. Kit did his best to give them both the same amount of attention. Hearing all of their deep moans kept him incredibly excited.

Adding to that was the feeling of hot precum landing onto his body. As they were getting stroked, the pandas’ cocks were throbbing and unloading their precum but they didn’t have a hole to deposit it inside of. Instead the musky fluids came raining down onto Kit’s skin. He could feel it mostly on his chest and his upper stomach, dripping down and feeling sticky, adding to the warmth already inside of him.

The human was loving every moment of it, taking in the pleasures, tastes, and smells that the ursines were giving to him. Red snarled upon his next thrust, keeping his cock in place as it twitched hard and spewed its sticky ropes into him, making his already filled ass even warmer and stickier from yet another load. The excess leaked out when the sun bear pulled out, leading to another round of cheers from Kit receiving more seed from the tribe.

Kit felt Red pull out but he kept his focus on the three taking up his upper half. The deep musk of Lee’s balls were pressed against his balls when the black bear would sink down into the throat. His louder moans and stronger throbs in his throat had Kit humming from the sheer excitement he was feeling.

“Oh, he feels so good...” Kris muttered.

“Faster...” Crow said and Kit responded by speeding up his masturbation of their cocks right away. “Oh fuck...”

“He’s trying to milk us dry,” Kris said, feeling his balls churning all the harder.

“He’ll get what he wants soon enough,” Lee said with a huskier tone in his voice.

The trio of bears were thrusting into Kit’s throat and against his moving hands respectively, working in tandem with the humans to get themselves all the closer to their limits, all starting to growl and bare their fangs from the rush that came over all of them. One by one, they reached their limits.

Kris was the first, his cock pulsating in Kit’s hand as ropes of cum fired out from the tip, streaking thick ropes across Kit’s chest and more of his stomach, further marking him in a musky and clinging release. More cheers came for this load and following it was Crow’s. The other panda threw his head back, groaning aloud from the rush. His cum came out as a heavily flow, continual gushes that were splattering down to coat more of Kit’s chest and his neck as well, spreading the gooey warmth and fragrant musk of fresh seed.

“Here it comes..!” Lee announced before he pulled out, gripping his own cock and stroking it himself so he could join his friends in spraying his loads all over Kit’s body, streaking the human’s face, neck, and more of the stomach’s length, nearly reaching Kit’s crotch. Panting hard, his jizz came out in a series of strong jets. Lee was riding high as his fellow bears cheered him on until the last of it came out. “Rrrgh... Fuck, that was good... Alright, let’s make some room.”

“I’m going next,” a deep voice reached Kit’s ears and he looked over to see Micah. The settlement’s chief blacksmith; the large and muscular polar bear strode up to the lying human with broad steps, his especially thick ursine cock was already throbbing and oozing so much. “I’ll give you all a show...”

Kit didn’t know what to expect from the unquestionably tough and large white furred bear, his body hardened from hauling and striking metal to shape it on a near daily basis. Nearly all pure bulk form head to toe, Kit knew that he was in for something intense...but his body was still pulsing with eager anticipation.

What the polar bear did was kneel at the end of the table, lining his muzzle up with Kit’s still-leaving hole. Kit didn’t at all expect the sudden burst that came from the polar bear’s thick and slimy tongue, burrowing its way into him, getting in deep before it started to wrestle about, lapping up the cum that had been released into Kit. He was leaving behind his saliva, letting out muffled moans against the human’s hole as he lapped away his fellow bears’ seed, enjoying the taste of it himself. Kit was moaning from the way the tongue moved about, grinding hard over his walls to clear away more seed but leaving them twitching from the glazing, hot saliva that was left behind.

After pulling his thick tongue free, Micah was finally easing himself up to his full height, reaching out to pull Kit in close, having the freshly rimmed hole touching to his girthy tip. “Hehe. Don’t think I did that for my own amusement. I wanted there to be plenty of room for what I’m giving you...”

The thrust that came had Kit gasping. Following that, Micah was already executing hard thrusts, using them to sink more of his cock inside. He humped into the smaller male, having a grip on the furless hips to keep Kit from getting knocked away. Kit melted right away from the ferocious style of rutting, feeling his walls parting further, his more sensitive spots getting pummeled, leaving him shaking on top of the table. Coming from the human’s stretched hole were a series of deep, wet noises. All of that saliva inside was mixing with the precum that Micah was letting loose, being pumped from his heavy, swaying balls.

“That’s it...” Micah breathed out. “Oh, you’re taking it deep. And it sounds like you’re loving it. Let’s see how much you can really handle.”

Kit couldn’t respond with words, only letting out more moans. His whole body was getting rocked against the table, even the piece of furniture itself was creaking from the strength of the polar bear’s movements; being the cause of the wet sounds getting all the louder, a series of loud sloppy smacks of his cock slamming in and his balls smacking hard into Kit, pumping more of their contents into the clenching passage.

Just as Kit managed to adjust, the polar bear’s movements were growing all the stronger. Micah wasn’t immune to the tight, wet heat of Kit’s hole. It was so tight thanks to his smaller body, allowing him to get in deep while keeping its firm grip on his girth.

This time those who stepped up didn’t take up Kit’s mouth or his hands. They kept a bit of distance, letting the polar bear work, all jerking themselves to the sight before them. Kit could hear the additional moans and the sloppy pumps of their dripping cocks. Pleasure was all around him and he was drinking it in, letting his voice be heard. Having all these eyes on him, Kit was feeling too much pleasure to be embarrassed, his own cock jerking and leaking so much precum without being touched.

Hearing the louder moans and pants around him, Kit let himself sink into the sexual elation. The smacks against him were becoming stronger as Micah was putting more into it, rolling his hips with more speed than before, really reaming the human’s hole, endlessly stimulating many of Kit’s tender spots over and over again.

Around him were various moans and grunts. Striking his body were ropes of cum from one of the bears stroking themselves, shooting their load onto the human’s body, basking in their orgasm while being praised for their seed marking Kit further. The first one’s climax triggered a chain reaction that had two more bears gripping the bases of their shafts, aiming for parts of him that hadn’t been touched before, coating him in more of their jizz, their climatic groans mingling with the others raising their voices in praise.

This sensation plus Micah’s continued firm thrusts, striking his prostate every time...Kit’s deep breaths were pulling more musk into his lungs, his body feeling completely warm and wet, getting all the stronger as another bear was spilling their balls’ contents onto him. It became all too much and Kit found himself cumming without touching his cock once. He shook and cried out as his cock was jetting ropes of cum onto his coated body, making his ass clench fully down on Micah’s pistoning bearhood.

Still going while subjected to this added tightness, Micah was pushed to his limits, his face twisting in place when he managed a final thrust that had his balls pulling up and surging their contents into Kit. Filling Kit were multiple spurts of gooey, hot cum. Load after load blasting from the tip, dousing Kit’s insides in multiple layers, making the human feel as if he was being filled up. Pulling out upon finishing, Micah sighed deeply as his load came oozing from Kit’s hole.

“You’ve got talent, Kit,” Micah praised.

“T-thanks...” Kit murred back, his whole body tingling from the remnants of his orgasm.

Kit was servicing two bears with his mouth at the same time, jerking their cocks and licking the tips, collecting as much of the precum into his mouth as he could. Hearing their moans, the sloppy smacks of his hands going up and down, how both were growing louder as he kept going.

Faster, squeezing the bases and tips as much as he could, he was watching their arousal climb higher; the pulses were growing stronger until they were snarling, shooting their loads into his mouth and over his face. Kit continued to squeeze their cocks, letting the loads spray from their tips, savoring the mixed tastes of their loads. It was a challenge for him to swallow it all and more of the combined climaxes ended up getting onto more of his face and neck.

Taking their place were more. By now Kit was either servicing bears directly or being cummed on as they would come in closer to jerk over him.

His ass was soon stuffed again by a grizzly named Gale. But he wasn’t alone. Instead of taking up his mouth or either hand, the other bear named Miro was behind Gale, hugging himself close as he was pushing his way into the other ursine. The russet furred ursine was leading things off, thrusting into Gale and the grizzly used those motions to push into Kit, making all three of them moan together.

“Push it in deep...” Gale moaned as his partner’s hands were wrapped around his front, groping at his chest, flicking over his nipples.

“I will if you keep squeezing,” Miro said in a dominant tone. He was shorter than the grizzly but was the one who led in their relationship, rocking his hips to shove his cock into the bigger bear, creating a series of muffled thumps from their furry bodies connecting in a manner that quickly became rough.

Though he was getting pounded as well, Kit felt that he was more of an extra in this specific scenario. Gale was moaning passionately as he pushed himself back against Miro’s incoming thrusts, working with his partner to get the shaft in deeper. Riling the shorter bear up got him to slam in harder, making Gale’s own motions harder as well, ending it all with Kit becoming as loud as they were.

“Come on, Gale. Give it to him!” Miro said with a sharpness in his voice, rutting his way in faster, causing his mate to gain an added pitch in his own voice. Made to speed up from the other bear’s motions, Gale threw his head back, having his tongue lolling as he came, unloading those ropes into Kit, adding yet another load to the mess inside of him. It kept up until Miro was snarling and hugging his mate closer to him, cumming inside of Gale instead of Kit, giving the other bear the sensation of being filled for once.

Their act must have inspired those who were still waiting because the groups and acts got more unique and dynamic. Kit lost count of how many times his mouth or ass was stuffed. How many cocks he had jerked. But he recognized all of the bears, including Dusty and Moss. Some that he had sucked or stroked had come back to use another part of him, spilling their loads in or all over him. He did his best to move his hands and tongue effectively, working his hole against their hard thrusts. That special drink plus his own love for how large, strong, and musky these bears were...it kept him going strong, receiving the next ursine with just as much enthusiasm, even as he could feel the excess of seed dripping all over his body, the mingling scents flooding his nose with a cacophony of musk that just screamed “bear.”

He would either be pounded by just one, wanting him all to themselves, or have to service multiple at the same time, the max being 4 at once: one in his ass, another using his mouth, and two filling his hands, if not counting those that were hovering around to stroke themselves while watching. The things that Kit was made to do had changed as well. Instead of just lying on his back he was able to start riding some of them or bob his head on their lengths, taking them all the way to the sheath. His tongue was kept coated in their flavors, not just of their pre and cum but also the musky flavor of their heavy balls, licking and sucking all over them...

Eventually Kit couldn’t say that he wasn’t feeling tired, watching as another walked up.

“Good news. It’s just you and me, furless.” It was Toru. He was a scrappy bear that was often on hunts and he had a great record when it came to bringing back game. As for his species, it wasn’t outright determined. Toru was a hybrid with the features of various bear species and he wouldn’t tell if asked, like that no one couldn’t pin the elements of his make up down.

“Don’t worry. I’m gonna make the last one real good,” Toru said as he got between Kit’s legs and spread them. But instead of inserting himself, the hybrid bear was pushing his own head down, taking in Kit’s cum-slathered cock, wrapping his thick lips around it while moaning, taking in the taste of the human’s seed, along with the taste of his fellow bears.

Not expecting this at all, Kit watched as Toru started to bob his head, having his lips wrapped and his tongue dragging along the underside. Going all the way up and down the human’s uncut length, he was collecting more of the taste while admiring the shape that he wasn’t used to, feeling a strange thrill from running his tongue along the foreskin and tracing along the base that lacked a sheath. Taking the whole thing into his muzzle repeatedly, pushing the shaft down into his throat, Toru was giving Kit’s hole a needed break while letting him be the one receiving.

“Oh that feels so good, Toru...” Kit moaned. He watched the bear’s mouth moving. Toru had his eyes closed as he hummed around the human’s cock, his voice sending vibrations through the hard thing.

If all of that wasn’t enough, Toru’s hand came up to palm Kit’s balls, rubbing and kneading them, giving increased waves of pleasure that had Kit seeing stars. With all the other elements still having a hold on him, Kit was at the bear’s mercy, feeling the mouth sliding along, tracing over every little bit that it could reach. The precum he was released was quickly gulped down, even as it was coming out in larger amounts. Kit didn’t even know he had more to give after being pushed into so many climaxes but he could feel it rising again.

“Yeah!”

“Give it to him!”

“I wanna see him swallow!”

They were all cheering Kit on as he teetered on the edge of his climax. When it happened, Kit let his voice echo out, causing the others to cheer for him. His cock was being hugged by the walls of Toru’s throat, milking him of the loads he was letting loose. Toru was actually surprised by the amount of seed that Kit was letting loose, coming out warm and the taste seeped back onto his tongue, making him moan as well. He let his throat get filled and collected as much of the flavor as he could before gulping, leaving his tongue coated in the human’s load...

Kit had understandably needed some time to recover after that but he was still feeling happy, knowing that he was officially a part of the tribe and everyone in the settlement knew him now. As Dusty and Moss took turns looking after his still slightly sore body, Kit was content to know that he had found a place that accepted him, even if he was completely different from them...