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With all of his usual daily tasks done, Kit decided to do some wandering out in the forest by himself, not intending to go too far from the tribe but he wanted to see more of the territory on his own. He had been living with the bear tribe for long enough to navigate the surrounding areas on his own, recognizing various paths and other things that he considered landmarks to keep him aware of where he was. By now he regularly went down the riverside until he reached the clearing where Moss had taught him how to fish. But today he was taking a different path, going down the main well-trodden path that went in the opposite direction, further towards where he had been first found without any memories…

There was a portion of the river that was more shallow and easier to traverse without issue, especially for the bears. But there was also a bridge just further ahead where those who didn’t want to get wet or those carrying objects, hauling wagons, and other things like that. Kit decided to go a bit further to take the bridge, opting for the more scenic route, stopping in the center of it to lean against the railing. The wooden structure was large and sturdy, of course made to withstand the regular traffic of bears, who were also large and sturdy.

Going past the bridge and further down the path, Kit was very surprised to see someone coming from a bend in the path. Someone that appeared to be a merchant, pulling a cart loaded up with various wares. Not just a merchant but a skunk with a stocky build, hauling the cart all on his own, wearing an open sleeveless chest with many pockets, his firm chest and slightly plush stomach being out in the open while his lower half was covered in a simple pair of shorts and he wore sandals as well. His sleek black and white fur gleamed in the light filtering through the treetops.

Kit stood in place as the skunk got all the closer, muttering to himself with his head down. That was until he looked up to see a creature unlike any other. Kit knew there were other kinds of tribes and people beyond the bear’s territory but he had yet to see a skunk, let alone one traveling all on their own. The skunk seemed frozen in place, looking at Kit with wide eyes, obviously trying to figure out what he was looking at. Then he blinked and shook his head.

“Well, what do we have here?” the skunk asked with a savvy smile on his face. “You’re a fine specimen. I’ve never seen anything like you, but you look like you’ve got an eye for some good wares.”

Kit admittedly was intrigued. So he nodded and got closer to the cart to look at all the various wares. There was quite the selection: paintings, jewelry, craft items, and even some weapons. But what caught his eye were some fabrics. They appeared to be high quality too; various rich colors and even some in intricate patterns. He knew that Moss would love them for his sowing. But then he saw the prices of just one bundle of fabric…

“I’m afraid I don’t have enough coin for these,” Kit said, disappointedly.

For a moment the skunk looked offended, as if this whole encounter had been a waste of time. Strange creature or not, he wasn’t the kind to give out his wares for free. All the same, he really hadn’t seen anything like Kit before. He was smaller, lacked any further except on the top of his head. Didn’t even have any claws on his hands. What was something like that doing in the forest? Where did he even come from?

Looking at Kit closer, the skunk took notice of Kit’s body. How exposed he was, wearing nothing but a loincloth and sandals. With his sense of smell, the black and white anthro could pick up on the scent of bears. So this creature was at least associated with the bear tribe in some way? And looking to the side, he could get a peek at the strange creature’s furless yet smooth and toned backside…

And then the skunk got a more pondering look on his face. “Well… I might be able to make a deal,” he said. “I’ve been out all day hauling this cart and I could use a little relaxation after all that walking. Maybe you could help me out with that?”

“I’ll take the coins you already have and we can make up the difference in another way,” the skunk said further, making his meaning more clear by gripping his bulge and undoing the front of his shorts to reveal his sheath and the pink tip of his cock poking out already. Seeing this, Kit went a bit wide eyed but he didn’t step back or voice any objection right away. “Go on,” the skunk then said. “It’s the deal of a lifetime.”

Kit took a moment to consider it, looking at the skunk’s crotch and then the assortment of fabrics. “Okay,” he agreed, first handing over the coins he had via a pouch attached to his loincloth. The skunk took them eagerly, putting them into his own attached pouch.

“Good. Now for the rest…” the skunk prompted, taking it upon himself to pull his shorts down, completely, revealing his shaft which was fully out of its sheath by now, being tapered in shape with a generous amount of length and thickness in equal measure with a dense bush of crotch fur above. Paired with it were a set of furry balls, perfectly rounded in shape and looking just a bit heavy.

While his eyes were trained on the skunk’s crotch, Kit got down on his knees and leaned in when he got hit with the skunk’s crotch musk. It was rather strong; a sharp earthy funk that was pouring into Kit’s nose. He was completely unprepared for it, and yet he found himself still inhaling, even feeling his mouth start to water.

“Hehe. I’ve been out all day,” the skunk explained. “Been doing a lot of walking, hauling, and selling. Maybe you can help me out with that mouth of yours?” His tone was teasingly inviting yet there was also a hint of curiosity. The skunk still didn’t know what Kit was but his flatter face looked like it would provide an interesting feeling.

Kit indeed reached out and took hold of the skunk’s cock, immediately recognizing how slick it was with sweat, along with the rest of the skunk’s loins, which were matted or ruffled from all of the perspiration keeping the fur soaked and musky. All the same Kit wasn’t pulling back or intending to not go through with it. As he gripped the shaft, it pulsed against his fingers and even started to leak. Seeing that, along with the heavy state of the skunk’s balls, Kit could easily guess that the black and white furred merchant was very pent up.

That leaking tip made contact with the human’s lips and Kit opened his mouth, letting his tongue slide out. The skunk was looking down at Kit, his heart beating harder in his chest when he saw the wet muscle slink out and make contact with his shaft. He moaned out right away when contact was made with the tip. From there, Kit started to slide his tongue downwards, gliding along the underside, getting the first taste of the shaft’s sweat and even more as he slid along more of the inches, making his way towards the sweat-coated ballsack. And when he got there, Kit didn’t stop moving or licking, focusing on the pair of orbs that had their own strong smell and heat radiating from them.

Kit took another whiff of them, feeling a rush course through him. The skunk had said he had been walking about all morning but there was an edge to the musk that suggested it had maybe been some time longer than that. Even while musky themselves, the bears kept themselves clean with the waters just outside of the settlement or the various means of bathing within the settlement itself. He wasn’t afraid of interacting with someone sweaty, but knowing that there was some grime laced in that potent, dense musk...Kit felt himself becoming all the more aroused oddly enough.

That showed when he all but shoved his face into the skunk’s balls, making no attempts to hide how deeply he started to sniff from the hot, wet, muggy sack. Inhaling and exhaling against them, he felt a rush of added lust coursing through him, making his own cock rise and throb beneath his lifted loincloth, leaking plenty of precum into its fabric. The way this was playing out...the skunk wasn’t expecting any of this but he wasn’t going to complain about it either.

“Mmmyeeaah…” the merchant groaned, tilting his head back from the pleasure that struck him. “Now you’re starting to make up that difference.” Kit’s tongue movements had his tongue sliding over both balls as much as he could, working diligently to clean away some of the sweat that was already sunk deep into the fur, having a stronger taste the more his tongue dug into the fur. He gave it a few more licks, ruffling the fur even more before he moved upwards again, repeating his first course of action in reverse: starting from the balls and moving up to the tip, which he wrapped his lips around this time.

The skunk responded right away, reaching his hand down and gripping the human’s head, holding it steady so he could thrust his cock into Kit’s mouth with force, making his sweaty shaft roll over Kit’s tongue and even plunge down into the throat, causing the human to gag a bit. But the skunk was too busy groaning from the sudden increase of wet heat all around his cock and the amazing tightness of the unique creature’s snug throat. At least he held his cock in place to enjoy the feeling, giving Kit the chance to adjust inadvertently.

“Oh… That short muzzle of yours… Makes it so easy for me to reach your throat,” the skunk moaned while Kit still had his nose pressed firmly to the skunk’s crotch, being sunk into the anthro’s dense pubic fur, bombarding his sense of smell with the pure musky funk until the skunk was pulling back, making his cock slip backwards against the walls of Kit’s throat, sliding back over his tongue again, leaving a trail of leaked precum over it. Doing it all over again in reverse, the skunk shoved his cock back into Kit’s oral depths again, smearing more precum and sweat over the human’s taste buds all over again in the process.

From there the skunk kept his hips and his cock moving in and out of Kit’s throat, grinding over his tongue, giving him more of those flavors as more sweat and precum were glazing his taste buds in multiple layers. By now he was more used to the oral penetration, Kit started to suck in time with the thrusts, having his lips wrapped around the girth and his tongue moving against it.

“Oh fuck… I still don’t know what you are. But you can really handle a cock!” the skunk groaned pleasantly. He started to thrust in faster, running along the tongue that was moving about, still pumping his way into the welcoming throat. It just felt so good that he couldn’t stop himself. Kit was still managing thanks to his experience with bears, packing even more length and thickness than this. For all of this he was receiving more excitement and precum that glazed his tongue and throat, finding its flavor appealing and wanting more.

There was plenty of it being released from those same balls that were knocking into his chin, flinging a bit of sweat onto his skin. “Keep sucking it down, you furless thing!”

As more time passed the thrusts were coming harder, changing up the pace and making Kit’s head rock but he was kept close by the skunk’s hand, who was above and listening to every suck and slurp that came from Kit. The human’s actions and his body was making it hard for him to stop. The tightness and warmth of his throat, slathered in layers of precum, making it all the easier and pleasurable to thrust into…

“Just hold on a little longer and it’ll all be yours,” the skunk said as he kept thrusting, looking down at his own cock sliding back and forth past Kit’s spread lips.

After a few more of these harder thrusts, the hold on the back of Kit’s head got a bit harder to keep him in place before the next push came. In time with it came the skunk’s groan throat clenched teeth and the strong pulses of his cock that happened in time with cock’s throbs. Kept in place, all Kit needed to do was swallow these loads as they were shot out into the human’s mouth and throat, which he savored and swallowed down, enjoying the heat and stickiness that was pulled down into his throat. As he predicted, the skunk was certainly pent up, releasing so much of the cum at one time, requiring Kit to swallow harder and more often. Kit did his best while listening to the pleasured moans from the skunk, lasting until the last of the anthro’s loads were released…

That’s when Kit’s head was let go and the cock pulled out, allowing him to breathe freely. And even then he was still breathing in the skunk’s crotch musk, having its sweat still smeared onto his skin. He took a few more breaths to steady himself, looking up at the blissful expression that still lingered on the merchant’s face. When looking back down he noticed that the skunk was still erect and throbbing.

“You’re a talented...whatever you are,” the skunk said with approval.

“I’m a human,” Kit explained.

“What is a human?” the skunk asked in total confusion. “Anyways… Now that I know what you can do… How about another round? I’ll throw in some high-quality beads for free.”

“Sure,” Kit agreed, immediately thinking he could use those beads to make something for Dusty and Kit.

“Good it’s a deal then… Erm…” the skunk paused.

“Kit,” the human replied.

“Kit. Heh, I like the sound of that,” the merchant said with a smirk. “You can call me Jaks.”

“And now that we know each other… Let’s get down to business,” Jaks said as he grabbed a vial of lube that was among the other wares in the cart. He put his hand on Kit’s back, leading him away from the cart and to a nearby cluster of foliage that would at least keep them out of plain sight while next to the path.

From there, Kit was out of his loincloth the same way Jaks was out of his own vest and shorts. Not just that but he was on top of Kit, them seeing eye to eye, their chests nearly touching as his already lubed cock was pressed against Kit’s rim, grinding over it to smear the lube over the opening. That was already enough to make the furless male moan already, a sound that spurred Jaks into action. He slid upwards until his tip was touching the rim and from there Jaks pushed his hips down and started to spread that rim, doing so with ease thanks to the lube’s high quality.

Like in his throat, Kit didn’t have much trouble taking the skunk’s shaft but he could feel the length and thickness of it; both filling him up and pressing on all of his walls as it was sinking in further. The lube was really allowing him to take it all, taking the first half before the skunk paused and then started to push the rest of it in, letting out a pleasured groan alongside the human. All over again, the merchant was getting his cock surrounded in wet warmth and heat, every one of them getting cradled in that sensation.

“Are all you human things so tight?” Jaks grunted as he felt the clenches from this hole, being even better than what he felt in Kit’s throat.

“I wouldn’t know actually,” Kit answered honestly.

“Well they say the proof is in the pudding,” Jaks chuckled. Now that he was fully inside, the skunk didn’t wait to take things further. He pulled back, relishing the feeling of his cock sliding against the smooth and gripping walls of Kit’s cock and that feeling was just as good when he pushed his way back in, plunging into the human’s depths all over again. From there, Jaks started to thrust into Kit, letting out grunts in time with his hips’ movements.

“Oh fuck me…” Jaks panted. It felt so good that he decided to skip right to the real good stuff, plunging back into Kit’s deeper parts with a rougher thrust, hearing Kit’s next moan. The human felt himself getting stuffed full all over again, throbbing and leaking directly against his walls, making the excitement and warmth increase dramatically. At least the skunk was pacing himself by rolling his hips in a way that had him going at a steady rhythm. He could feel his cock being repeatedly engulfed in the hot and snug hold, going in and out with such ease thanks to the lube and precum. It felt so good that Jaks felt that he couldn’t stop even if he wanted to.

With the skunk thrusting away on top of him, able to look into his eyes, Kit’s chest was pounding and his body was shaking without pause, reacting to every motion that came from the anthro, as they made the cock slide against his sensitive walls. Repeated tingles, waves, and shocks were racing through him every time. He could see Jak’s reactions, feeling the damp chest and stomach fur grinding directly against his own skin. In fact, that wetness was increasing as Jaks’ sweat was soaking him. They were in a sunny patch, the heat from above casting down on the fur-covered male while he was already moving his body so strenuously. This had Jaks sweating all over again, practically marking the human, especially when he growled and put more weight down, really making their bodies grind together.

There was something so oddly arousing about being doused in so much sweat, feeling and smelling the skunk’s mark growing in intensity; getting all over him as the pleasure continued, the shaft plunging its way into him while his own cock was throbbing and leaking too. He could feel his climax approaching but Jaks wasn’t showing any signs of slowing down. And as that feeling built, Kit’s anal muscles were clenching down harder on the length pumping into him, making the pleasure stronger and Jak’s growls all the more prominent.

“Fuck! Here it comes..!” Jaks announced before he put the last of what he had into the final hard and fast thrusts. It was just enough to make Kit cum first, him crying out as his loads came shooting out, marking Jaks’ stomach in multiple warm and sticky ropes. Being struck with the human’s loads and then feeling the even tighter squeezes of his ass...it was just what Jaks needed to get off completely. He let out a deep hiss in time with the last thrust, keeping his cock in deep as he started to cum again, his cock spewing hot ropes of seed deep inside of the human’s passage, giving Kit the sensation of being loaded up with a hot and sticky release, something that him moaning still, even after his own climax had subsided. When Jaks came down he all but collapsed on top of Kit, still breathing hard and sweating.

A bit after that, Jaks pulled out, leaving Kit almost damp from all of the sweat but also leaking the skunk’s seed. But true to his word, Jaks did give Kit the things he promised after they collected themselves and got dressed again: the fabrics and a jar filled with assorted beads that were smooth and shined in the light, catching Kit’s eye immediately. “Thank you,” Kit said, taking the wares gratefully.

“It was my pleasure,” Jaks replied, already starting to gather his things. “But I gotta move along and collect more coin. There’s plenty of daylight still left. The summer season’s the best time for profit, you know. And I’m feeling recharged thanks to you. If we end up meeting again, maybe we can work out another discount plan.”

Jaks started to take his leave, leaving Kit to take the things he now had while smelling heavily of the merchant he just met. He was sure that all the bears, his mates included, would be able to smell the skunk on him but at least he managed to get plenty out of the encounter, things that they were sure to appreciate. He really couldn’t wait to see the look on Moss’ face when he saw these new fabrics…