FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

Bwack!

Bwack!

Bwack!

"Hmf!" Austin grunted.

Bwack!

"Come on, Austin!" Kane called enthusiastically.

Bwack!

Bwack!

Bwack!

Austin was sweating and panting under the summer sun--his heart pumped energetically from the physical activity and his t-shirt clung to his back, but he was grinning widely.

Bwack!

"Ooh-ooh-ooh!" Austin grunted as he darted forward.

Jo, the lynx on the other side of the tennis court, had just sent the ball back to him; she was trying to catch him off-balance by hitting way forward of the service lines. The bright yellow ball barely made it over the net and bounced on Austin's side. The otter scrambled--

Bwack!

"Whoa!" Jody lunged with her racket, but Austin had spiked the tennis ball too hard and too fast for her to return it; it bounced on her side of the court and flew past her, smacking against the fence.

"Yeah! That's the way!" Kane cheered as he clapped.

Austin chuckled and shook his head while the polar bear sitting at the courtside table applauded.

During the walk back towards the hotel on the nature trail, Austin had recovered from his morning blowjob and tried to pry as much information as he could from Kane about what activity the polar bear had arranged for him. But the older man had remained resolutely tight-lipped, not giving anything away until he had led Austin to the hotel's small tennis complex. It was then that Kane finally spilled the beans that he had reserved a court and booked time with one of the resort's fitness consultants for a tennis match with Austin.

"Star athlete that I am," Kane had said sarcastically, gesturing at himself and his thickset frame, "I thought I'd sit on the sidelines while you work off some of that youthful energy of yours with a good game. So...what do you think? Sound good to you?"

"Are...are you kidding?" Austin had asked, astonished.

"Do I look like I'm kidding?" Kane had chuckled.

Austin had stared up at the polar bear, awestruck and almost too touched for words; coupled with his overwhelming gratitude and his excitement that he was actually going to get to play some tennis on a family trip at last, and it had been impossible to string together a coherent sentence. "I...wow! I...Kaaaane! That's so...how can I--"

"Hey, it's my treat, kiddo," Kane had chuckled affectionately as he patted Austin's shoulder. "I remembered you said you played, so I thought, why not give the boy someone to play with?"

"That's...thank you," Austin emphasized sincerely.

"Of course! Now, go pick out a racket and beat the shit out of whoever you're playing with; that's how tennis works, right? You hit each other with the rackets?" Kane had asked facetiously.

After checking in and grabbing a racket, Austin had walked out to the court to meet his fitness consultant while Kane had settled at the nearest courtside table with a sweet tea, a couple bottles of water, and a croissant he'd ordered from the cabana attached to the tennis shop.

"Great to meet you, Austin! Joanna, but call me Jo," the lynx dressed in a resort-branded tank top and tennis skirt had said amiably as she shook Austin's hand. She looked to be in her late 30s, and Austin could tell from her build that she maintained a pretty active lifestyle. "I played professionally for a while--retired early a couple years ago while I've still got some good years, but I can play to just about any level. Your friend mentioned that you've been playing for a few years?"

"Closer to 10," Austin had clarified while he stifled a smile at the thought of how Kane might have described their relationship when setting up the reservation--"friend" was probably more appropriate (and succinct) than "some kid who I've been fooling around with and has been calling me 'Daddy' even though we've only known each other for a total of less than three days."

"Alright, so you've got some moves?" Jo had asked, intrigued.

Austin had nodded noncommittal, trying to stay humble. "Yeah, a few here and there."

Jo had grinned. "Well, let's see what you can do. Do you want the first serve?"

Jo had worked him hard, making him practically dance all over the tennis court, but Austin had come out of the first set with a three-game lead over the lynx.

Austin had felt strange at first when he began playing, although he couldn't quite place what was wrong...no, not wrong, but different; he had played on unfamiliar courts with rented rackets before, his forehand and backhand swings were fine, his footing was natural, his eye followed the ball, and his racket met it exactly where it needed to. But something nagged at him, like something was hovering just behind his shoulder, although it wasn't an unwelcome sensation...

"Yes! That's great!" Kane had cheered when Austin scored a point.

"Alright, good hustle! You'll get her next time!" the polar bear had called encouragingly when the otter had missed the ball.

It wasn't until the fourth game of the set that Austin realized what had changed. He could feel Kane's gaze on him, and him alone--the older man was watching him closely as he ran back and forth across the court, as he swung his racket, as he lunged to return the ball to Jo...

Austin had played in front of audiences before--in middle school and high school, there were his coaches, his teammates, and his teammates' parents, and now in college there were random students, faculty, and staff who occasionally lingered by the tennis courts to watch him play. But there had been a gulf separating him from his spectators--the connection between them was tenuous, conditional, ephemeral; as soon as he stepped off the court, he wouldn't be fixed in their minds anymore.

And Austin had been, for the most part, fine with that; to him, playing the game was more important than being watched. Playing tennis had always been restorative to his soul--there was something almost rejuvenating about playing the game, as if he was given the opportunity to let loose, yet he was taking full control of something for once in his life, control of his muscles and his reactions, control of what he could do with his opponent--but this, what he was doing now...it was different.

Kane was here, watching him, motivating him, focused on him...and would be after the match.

The polar bear was fully present in the way that a parent should be.

Austin had continued playing fervently, keeping up with Jo...but he was grinning with something beyond amusement, beyond simple happiness--it was sheer joy, a nourishing kind of joy that washed through his whole body. And there was an old, desiccated, tired part of himself--an arid wasteland buried in his heart--that finally saw the water it had so desperately needed and been denied for so many years.

The otter's spirit was supercharged--he could count on one hand the number of times he had played this well, and those had all been championship matches. Today had no real significance, there wasn't a medal to win...but Austin was playing his heart out, and he was too busy enjoying himself to think about the specific aspects of Kane's presence and attention that made him so jubilant. As much as he wanted to just laugh from how deeply satisfied he felt, Austin did his best to focus on the game at hand--he had someone to play for now...even if it was just for the duration of his family's vacation.

Austin and Jo had played through the second set of the match, taking turns serving and calling points--by this point, they were tied at five games apiece.

"A few moves here and there, he says!" Jo called spiritedly, beaming. She took out a ball from one of her skirt pockets and bounced it as she asked, "You sure you haven't played pro before?"

Austin chuckled. "All of my medals are from high school and a few intramural games, but that's it!"

Jo snorted. "You should try for your college team, they'd be lucky to have you!"

The otter shrugged and nodded. "Maybe!" He quickly wiped his brow on his sleeve. "Hey, what are we at, 40-30?"

"Yep, game point--and set point if you take it."

"Ooh, and match point!" Austin noted.

"This is for all the marbles?" Kane called over.

"Yeah, this could be it," Jo replied. She snickered, "I should play against you next, you undersold how good this guy is!"

"I think that game's going to be a little more one-sided," Kane chortled.

"You never know, could be you're underselling yourself, too," Jo told him with a wink. She directed her attention back to Austin. "Alright, ready?"

The otter took a breath and bent his knees, settling into position. "Let's do it."

The lynx tossed the ball up...

Bwack!

Austin ran forward.

Bwack!

He sent the ball to Jo's baseline.

Bwack!

She hit squarely on Austin's center service line.

Bwack!

He volleyed it over, keeping it just inside Jo's sideline.

Bwack!

They settled into a rhythm as they had before, hitting back and forth, strafing from side to side and up and down the court. Austin furiously swung his racket and sent back every shot from Jo, and Jo gave as good as she got from Austin; the two of them danced on their sides of the court, trying to trip each other up and secure victory. They kept at it for a full minute, doing their utmost to outmaneuver one another, exhausting themselves as they played. And all the while, Kane kept silent, but Austin felt the older man watching him intently, encouraging and supporting him from afar.

Austin's confidence grew...he could feel admiration and praise radiating off of the polar bear like sunlight, nourishing him in a facsimile of photosynthesis, bolstering the otter and helping him move faster, more energetically and self-assuredly. Austin was lighter on his feet, darting rapidly across the court, and his forehand and backhand swings grew more and more powerful.

And then he saw his opening--there, the perfect spot on the court, where Jo wouldn't be able to hit back to him. He just had to skip forward to meet the ball a little sooner, his feet flying of their own accord, lithely carrying him to where he needed to go...

Bwack!

"Ungh!" Jo dashed forward, but it was too late; the tennis ball that Austin had just hit bounced past her.

"Yes!" Kane jumped up from his seat, his arms raised in celebration. "You got it, son!"

Austin's heart swelled as Kane cheered for him, but all he could do was grin triumphantly and hunch over, panting to catch his breath. "Whew!"

"Dang...nicely done!" Jo called as she also huffed for air.

"You...you gave me a good run for it!" Austin took a moment to inhale and exhale with intention to steady his breathing; his heart was still beating fast, but he could feel his pulse beginning to slow now that he was no longer running around. He straightened up, then hustled over to the net to meet Jo in the middle of the court for a post-match handshake.

"Talk about moves! That was some great footwork there at the end," Jo said, beaming at him. "How did you do that?"

Austin smiled, giddy with victory, with joy at having finally played tennis with someone on a family trip...and with something else, something that was lifting his spirits even higher. His heart swelled in his chest when he briefly glanced over at Kane--the polar bear wore a pleased grin as he settled comfortably back in his seat and kept his gaze on Austin.

Kane was proud of him--that was what really made the young otter smile like a buffoon. Kane had watched his entire match and had cheered him on, and now the polar bear was looking at Austin with the genuine, unrestrained and unrepentant affection of a father who was proud of his son's accomplishments; more than that, Kane wore that look of a father who was happy that his son was happy, and grateful that he could both contribute to his child's joy and be a part of the experience that brought a smile to his son's face.

Austin only looked at Kane for a moment, but it was enough time to see all that and more.

"Ah, just got...a little inspired, I guess," he said modestly, looking back at Jo.

The lynx nodded, her face still flushed from the physical exertion. "Well, it worked great for you--it's been way too long since I went all out with someone like that...oh! Here," Jo said as she reached into her skirt pocket...and pulled out a resort-branded tennis ball, which she handed to Austin. "Just a little something to remember your victory--we don't sell these in the tennis shop, but I won't tell if you won't."

Austin grinned as he pocketed the impromptu souvenir in his gym shorts. "My lips are sealed."

---

It was going on 10:30 that evening; the sun had long since set and night had settled over the resort. The hotel's windows were ablaze with light, with moving shadows still showing that plenty of guests were up and about, although none of them were outside at this point of the evening...none of them except Austin and Kane.

The polar bear and the otter were still sitting at the poolside bar in nothing but their swim trunks; following Austin's tennis match, they'd grabbed lunch at one of the resort's restaurants, then gone to their rooms to change into their swimsuits before reconvening for a full afternoon of lounging by the pool. Over the course of the day, Austin and Kane had made three long, lazy circuits from a couple recliners to sun themselves, to a cabana for some shade and privacy, to the pool for a dip to cool off, and to the bar to quench their thirst. They whiled away their time with idle chatting, lapses of silence as they dozed in the sun or read the books they'd brought with them, and the occasional flirtatious banter. It was a welcome change for Austin, who had grown almost desensitized to the concept of relaxation due to an abundance of solo time on family trips--actually relaxing in someone else's company was somehow so much more satisfyingly restful and restorative.

Of course, it helped that Kane had supplied the young otter with a few whiskey smashes and a plate of tacos when he was hungry.

His stomach still full and his liver processing the last of the alcohol in his system, Austin swiveled around on his bar stool and easily leaned back against the counter, enjoying the soft downdraft from the fans above him that balanced out the muggy summer air.

While the pool area stayed open to guests until 11, the bar had already closed half an hour ago; the mass exodus had started shortly after that, with everyone (save for Austin and Kane) back inside within a span of 15 minutes. There were no people chattering among themselves, no kids splashing in the water, no attendants carrying drinks or food to guests--it would have been silent as the grave, although the hidden speakers were still playing the resort's soft guitar music, which mixed with the nighttime chirping of insects.

While the overhead lights for the bar had been dimmed when the bartender had closed shop, the empty patio surrounding the pool was illuminated by the small lamps tastefully nestled in the lush landscaping. The pool itself glowed a luminous cerulean thanks to the submerged halogen lamps set into its walls; the light that they cast rippled mesmerizingly with the movement of the water.

With nobody else outside, Austin and Kane had the run of the place.

"This is the life, isn't it?" Austin murmured drowsily as he surveyed the pool from his seat.

Kane sighed contentedly and swiveled around to get the same view as the otter. "It sure is, kiddo," he replied as he patted Austin on the back.

Kane idly scratched his bare belly before leaning back against the bar counter; he spread his legs slightly to settle more comfortably on his stool and continued gazing at the pool, lost in a reverie of his own. However, his movement caught Austin's eye, and the otter couldn't help but steal a glance at the polar bear's groin while Kane was watching the patterns in the pool lights. The legs of Kane's red swim trunks were stretched tightly around his thick thighs, accentuating the subtle dips in his quads, while his crotch had formed a visible bulge in the taut fabric; if Austin had to guess, he would have estimated that the older man was only just starting to chub up and not yet at a semi...but it was enough to get the boy's mouth watering a little, and his own flaccid member began to stir beneath his green trunks.

The polar bear eventually sighed again before he laid eyes on Austin once more. "Hooo, it's getting late...I'm not keeping you from your folks, am I?"

"Hm?" Austin grunted--Kane's question distracted him from the brief fantasy that had darted through his imagination. "Oh! Probably not...but let's find out..."

The otter flicked his wrist to check his smartwatch for notifications, but the screen was dark. Austin tapped it...but nothing.

"Ah, shit," he muttered before he snorted to himself.

"What?"

"Forgot to charge my watch, it's dead," Austin explained--the device on his wrist had probably run out of juice hours ago, and he'd left his phone on silent, so he hadn't received any notifications at all that day. He dug into the small bag he'd brought with him and pulled out his phone, where he saw a few text messages waiting for him on his lock screen.

"Let's see," he muttered as he navigated to the Dunbar family group chat. "Looks like they did dinner in town, but...haha, oops."

"Uh-oh--you in trouble?" Kane asked.

Austin laughed to himself. "No, it's just that they said to be ready to leave at 6."

Kane snorted as he scratched his keg of a stomach again. "Well, that didn't happen."

"No, it did not," Austin agreed matter-of-factly as he closed out of the group chat--the last message he saw from his family was a selfie from Vera of her, Emmett, Richard, and Elise standing together in the living room of their suite. His sister had added a caption that read "#fabfam4ever".

"So...you stood them up? Or--what are you kids calling it--ghost them?" Kane asked

"I...guess?" Austin shrugged nonchalantly. "But they're fine with it, they went anyway."

Kane started in his seat. "What, they didn't wait for you or call you or anything?"

Austin checked for any missed calls. "Hmm...nope."

Kane grimaced. "Well..." he trailed off.

"Shows how high I am on the totem pole, right?" Austin said sarcastically, rolling his eyes, before he tossed the phone back in his bag.

"Doesn't sound like a great totem pole to be a part of," Kane scoffed. He shook his head and tutted softly before he took up, "So, guess you're not in a hurry to get back to your room, huh?"

"Nah." Austin shook his head, then sighed. "Unless you're ready to call it a night?"

Kane noncommittally bobbed his head. "Only if you are."

"Oh, I don't know..." Austin scratched his chin thoughtfully. He cast his gaze around the pool--it was like a ghost town, completely devoid of all sentient life while everyone was back inside the resort. His eyes wandered from the pool to the empty cabanas, then to the equally empty bar...and Kane sitting next to him...and lustful inspiration struck when he briefly glanced at the polar bear's crotch once more. "Although..."

Kane raised his eyebrows, intrigued by the sultry look on the otter's face. "Yes?"

"Well, I'm not tired enough to want to go to bed," Austin began sardonically, hamming up his performance with exaggerated body movements, "Buuuuuut I think I could kind of go for a late-night snack..."

Austin provocatively draped his hand on top of Kane's thigh, his fingers just grazing the side of the polar bear's crotch. He felt Kane's body heat through the fabric of his swim trunks, the broad band of muscle under his palm, and the edge of the hefty package at the tips of his fingers. He looked up at the older man--Kane was grinning down at him, grinning slyly with a devious gleam in his eyes.

"If you know what I mean," the otter finished flirtatiously.

Kane rumbled approvingly, and he laid his hand on top of Austin's on his thigh. "Oh, I think I know what you mean, you naughty little fucker," he replied, his voice low and seductive. "My boy's hungry for some big bear meat, isn't he?"

Austin nodded eagerly. "Yes please!"

"Say it, son," the burly polar bear growled, leaning in closer to the smaller otter. "Tell Daddy what you want."

"I want to suck your dick, Daddy," Austin replied without hesitating a second.

"Mmm, that's my good boy, telling Daddy what he wants," Kane murmured. He lifted his free hand to cup the side of Austin's face, patting it affectionately, before he lightly dragged his thumb over the boy's soft lips. "What he needs," the polar bear added.

Austin nodded again. "All boys need their daddy's dick in their mouth--I want to be a good boy and suck Daddy off, since he did that for me this morning," he said, trying to inject some playful innocence into his lustful tone.

"Heh, atta boy," Kane told him before he pushed his thumb forward; the digit popped past Austin's lips, and the otter gratefully let the polar bear invade his mouth and rest his thumb on his tongue. The boy began to instinctively lap and suckle on the digit, tenderly caressing it with his tongue, and the older man gently wriggled his thumb back and forth across the otter's soft, moist muscle, occasionally rubbing against the backside of Austin's teeth to tease him further. "Do you want to show Daddy how good of a boy you can be with that mouth of yours?"

"Mm-hmm," Austin grunted around the thick, manly thumb between his lips.

"Daddy likes what he's feeling so far," Kane chuckled as he kept his thumb in Austin's mouth. "And Daddy wants to feel even more...behind the bar." He pulled his thumb out of the otter's muzzle with a wet plop, but kept the tip of his digit poised just under Austin's lower lip. "How about it, want a big drink from Daddy's tap?"

"Uh-huh."

"That's my boy. Come on."

Kane stood from his stool--Austin glanced down to see the bulge of his crotch growing, forming a more noticeable lump as the polar bear's member stiffened. The otter's own arousal was growing; it pressed against the inside of his swim trunks as he stood as well.

Austin followed the older man around behind the counter of the poolside bar--"followed" was being generous, Kane practically hauled the otter, and Austin stumbled as he tried to keep his footing. They snickered excitedly as they passed the shelves of drinks, glasses, and garnishes; Kane dragged Austin past the cash registers and the ice makers to the far corner of the bar, just beyond the reach of the overhead lights so they were submerged in semi-darkness. As soon as Kane was against the wall, he pulled Austin in close in a frantic, vigorous kiss.

"Mmmm," the boy moaned into the polar bear's mouth, eagerly accepting and sucking on Kane's tongue as it explored the inside of his muzzle for a moment.

Austin pressed himself up against the bigger, older man, as if trying to push into Kane's body, to merge with him. His hands roamed over Kane's bare chest and stomach, raking through his fur. Kane, meanwhile, reached down to cup Austin's ass while he still passionately made out with the boy; as he smushed his lips hard against the otter's and huffed heavily into Austin's mouth, Kane kneaded and groped the taut cheeks in his hand, eliciting another moan from Austin.

"Grrrrr," Kane growled into Austin's muzzle, and he pushed his hips forward against the otter's waist.

Austin grunted appreciatively as he felt Kane's member pressing against him--it was like a blunt club had formed in the polar bear's shorts. He pushed back, gyrating his hips in time with Kane's own thrusting. The two of them humped into each other in unison as they kissed, panting and murmuring needily; they twisted their heads from side to side, caught in the throes of passion and desperately kissing each other from all angles.

By this point, both of them were fully erect, their cocks straining against the fabric of their respective swimsuits as they intermittently rubbed over each other, Austin's member easily dwarfed by Kane's massive manhood. Austin instinctively wrapped his arms around the polar bear's broad torso; it was like hugging a barrel, the warmest, most comforting, fur-covered barrel he'd ever encountered. He twisted his leg around Kane's, trying to get even more leverage, to get closer to him.

Kane's hands wandered up along Austin's body, sensually squeezing and rubbing as he traversed the boy's contours; he traced the subtle dips in the slender otter's hips and toned obliques, along the curves of his sides, up to the small ridges of his firm pectorals and the hard peaks of his nipples, over the lumps of muscle in his shoulders and the indentations of his clavicle...until, eventually, the polar bear's large paws were wrapped loosely around the base of Austin's neck.

Kane softly squeezed, a gentle giant demonstrating only a fraction of the raw, physical strength at his disposal.

"Guh," Austin grunted into Kane's mouth at the sensation of his airway tightening--he squirmed and huffed eagerly, clearly enjoying the notion of being so utterly helpless in the polar bear's grip.

Kane clenched only a little harder as he continued kissing Austin, not cutting off the otter's oxygen significantly, but enough to give the boy a better taste of his power. Austin moaned and pressed himself even more against the burly polar bear...he wanted to give himself over to Kane completely, to put himself entirely in the older man's hands, to submit to him and him alone, to do anything and everything Kane commanded of him. He squirmed again as Kane held him by the throat and the polar bear's tongue filled his mouth...but all too soon, Kane growled dominantly and forced the boy's head back, breaking their kiss at last. A strand of saliva connected them for only a moment before it stretched too far and snapped.

Austin was still snugged up tightly against Kane's body, but the polar bear held him back from meeting his lips, just out of reach--it was a hold that gave physical form to the possessive and controlling aura that emanated from the older man now.

"Mmm...Daddy loves your mouth, son," Kane rumbled before he licked his lips. He leered down at Austin with lust visibly smoldering in his eyes, his need for the boy as clear as day on his darkened face. "Are you ready to put it to good use and worship your papa bear's cock?"

"Yes sir," Austin whimpered, totally enthralled by the polar bear.

Kane's hold around his neck loosened once more, but now he pushed down on Austin's collarbone, forcing him to the ground. "On your knees, boy."

Austin eagerly complied, sinking to his knees in front of the polar bear behind the bar. Kane released his neck and wedged his hands into the waistband of his red swim trunks. Austin reached up to help, hooking his fingers into the elastic--the polar bear pushed and the otter pulled, and together they forced Kane's shorts down over his thighs, to his knees, and to the floor.

Austin's heart caught in his throat, and his cock throbbed in his swim trunks--he was up close and personal with Kane's erect member and plump testicles. He'd been face-to-face with the polar bear's junk before when he'd pulled down Kane's pants and underwear in the spa locker room, but now, seeing it when he was about to orally service the bigger, older man...looking at Kane's manhood was like gazing upon something crafted by the gods.

Kane's white-furred scrotum was a tight pouch that held his lemon-sized nuts; they hung high from the polar bear's groin, nestled against the dense, rotund tree trunks of his thighs. Austin reached up and gently, reverently, cupped the polar bear's hefty cub-makers, feeling their solid weight in his palm--he could imagine them full of cum, aching to burst, ready to drain into his mouth, all over his face, in his ass, impregnating him completely with potent seed...

He leaned in to rub his nose on Kane's sac, sniffing and drinking in his natural musk--through the tinge of chlorine from previous dips in the pool, Austin could make out that comforting mineral smell, with notes of salt, charcoal, and pungent spice...the smell of a real man.

Austin sighed serenely at the odor filling his nostrils, the warmth of Kane's balls on his nose, and the heft sitting in his palm. "Aahh..."

"Mm, good boy," Kane rumbled approvingly.

Austin indulged in huffing his balls for a moment longer before he kissed the front of Kane's scrotum and sat back again to get another good eyeful of what he truly hungered for

The polar bear's girthy member protruded from the white fur covering his groin, and it hung in front of Austin's face, a 10-inch long, stocky, beefy slab of dark gray meat; Kane's fat, blunt cockhead was still mostly hooded by his tight foreskin, the opening stretched just enough to show the lips of his urethra and part of his surrounding glans. Austin saw the inflated, slug-like vein along the side of the bulging shaft, and in the dim light, he could see Kane's hefty arousal thumping and throbbing with his pulse, with his desire.

Austin couldn't explain the magnetic pull--it was simply irresistible, compelling him, and he lunged forward, his mouth agape.

"Hooooofffff...hehe, pretty eager, kiddo, huh?" Kane huffed when the otter immediately engulfed half of the fleshy pole in his muzzle.

Austin impaled his muzzle on Kane's dick as best as he could, but he could only get the first five inches in; his jaw strained to accommodate Kane's girth, and the polar bear's cockhead was millimeters away from tickling his tonsils, just dancing on the edge of triggering his gag reflex. But the young otter would have been beyond grateful to have just the tip of Kane's member between his lips--all that mattered was that he was tasting and savoring the older man's cock at last.

"Mmmm!" Austin moaned as he suckled greedily on the meat filling his mouth; he slid his tongue over the smooth, buttery, slightly salty skin, exploring every inch of Kane's cock he could reach. He tasted the acrid tinges of lingering urine on the polar bear's meatus, he rolled his tongue over the upper region of the thick vein on the side of Kane's bulbous shaft, and he sucked on the foreskin-clad glans as if it were the most exquisitely juicy steak he'd ever put in his mouth.

"Yeah, you like that?" Kane growled.

"Mmmhmm," Austin murmured dreamily around the dick in his mouth.

Kane reached down and patted his bulging cheek patronizingly, a master showing affection towards his pet. "Good boy...fuck, your tongue feels good on Daddy's dick..."

Austin wriggled excitedly, glad that he was pleasing Kane this way...before he was overwhelmed by the urge to show off, to demonstrate his value to the polar bear, to really show that he loved sucking the older man's member, to bring him even more pleasure.

The otter slobbered noisily as he quickly swirled his tongue around the circumference of Kane's cockhead, earning an appreciative moan from the polar bear.

"Oh, that's good, son..."

Austin kept up the treatment for a few moments before he closed his eyes and shifted into energetically bobbing his head, slurping loudly as he pulled up and sank down again and again. He kept his lips loose, dragging them along Kane's length, and he kept his tongue flat on the bottom of his mouth, pressing it consistently against the underside of the beefy shaft in his muzzle. Austin breathed hard through his nose as he settled into a fast pace, doing his best to tease the older man, to push him to the edge...and he soon felt the polar bear's hand rest on top of his head...that was a good sign, right?

But Kane's fingers gripped his cranium, slowing him down, controlling him.

"Whoa, whoa, hang on, kiddo...ease up there," Kane grunted, his tone stern but nurturing as he gradually brought Austin to a halt.

His mouth still full of polar bear dick, Austin opened his eyes and looked up questioningly at Kane. The older man was smiling gently down at him, wearing that same kind of smile that a teacher would wear when correcting a student's mistake, showing them where they went wrong without being harsh about it.

"Heh, I love your enthusiasm, but let's work a little on your technique, okay?"

Austin nodded as best as he could with Kane's cock still in his mouth and the polar bear's hand still gripping his head.

"Alright...let's start with Daddy's foreskin," Kane began. He pulled Austin's head back along his length, until just his foreskin-sheathed glans remained in the otter's muzzle. "How about you get your tongue in there for a little bit, have a taste and tease Daddy that way?"

"Mmhmm," Austin murmured before he obeyed; he pushed his tongue into Kane's foreskin, worming within the tight space between Kane's glans and the inner lining of the fleshy sheath.

He started with the underside of Kane's cockhead--there, he tasted the more concentrated, pungent flavors of the polar bear's musk. It was as if someone had cranked up the intensity of Kane's body odor, and Austin twisted his tongue in surprise at first...but it didn't take him long at all to acclimate to the semi-salty tang and spice...hell, the more he licked and slurped within the fleshy pocket of Kane's foreskin, the more Austin found himself craving the polar bear's natural flavors. His initially cautious lapping turned into hungry, persistent strokes and wriggles of his tongue, and he fervently sought out every trace of Kane's musk he could get within the narrow confines of his foreskin. Although in his quest for more of the polar bear's perfectly pungent taste, Austin made sure to take his time to languidly and lovingly flick his tongue back and forth against the fleshy band of Kane's sensitive frenulum.

Kane's dick flexed hard and throbbed in his mouth, an obvious sign that the polar bear was enjoying the otter's ministrations.

"Ooooh yeah, dig around in there, son, just like that," Kane groaned encouragingly. He gazed down at Austin and kept his hand firmly on the otter's head, holding him in place.

"Mmf!" Gratified by Kane's positive feedback, Austin renewed his efforts and eagerly did as he was told; he slid his tongue from side to side to explore the deepest nooks and crannies of Kane's foreskin while he thoroughly relished the raw essence of the polar bear's masculinity on his taste buds. He swirled his tongue up and over the corona of Kane's fully engorged glans, feeling every detail of the pronounced, flared ridge that was usually covered by its thin, fleshy sheath. Austin pushed in and probed as far as he could get, stretching the taut pocket of skin with his tongue and funneling in plenty of spit to make Kane's foreskin slide greasily over his sensitive, smooth, torpedo-shaped cockhead.

"Oh fuuuuck, Austin...damn, you're a natural," Kane huffed, clearly pleased with the otter's service. "Oh! Oh! Yeah! That's perfect right there...not too hard, just right," he grunted when Austin, in a burst of inspiration, began lightly nibbling on the rim of his foreskin as he suckled on it; worrying the thin skin with his teeth, the otter gently gnawed on the sensitive fold of flesh, tantalizingly rolling it back and forth and from side to side between his incisors. Kane's pleasured groans and huffs told the young otter that he was doing a good job of teasing the older polar bear...and made Austin want to coax out more grunts from Kane, to hear more of his praise.

Clenching Kane's foreskin in his teeth, Austin tugged back, stretching the tight sheath away from the polar bear's glans...before releasing it. Kane's foreskin snapped wetly back into place, hugging his cockhead protectively for a moment before Austin invaded again, digging into it once more with his tongue.

"Hoooo boy...you're a fast learner, huh?" Kane heaved with a satisfied chuckle. He patted Austin's head. "Mmm...you're doing good..."

Austin grinned around the blunt, bulging cockhead in his mouth, pleased that Kane was enjoying his work.

Over the next few minutes that passed with Austin getting intimately familiar with the interior of the polar bear's foreskin, the otter also made sure to pay special attention to Kane's glans; he indulgently licked and slurped the wide, dully tapered peak of the polar bear's cockhead, slathering it with saliva and teasing it with his tongue. It throbbed in his mouth and beat heavily with Kane's pulse, and Austin snickered quietly when the huffing and puffing polar bear flexed his cock again and again within his muzzle...and then he tasted the silky, semi-sweet beads of precum that began oozing out of Kane's urethra. Austin moaned and fervently lapped up every ounce of the sticky fluid that welled up, and he lost count of how many times he licked the polar bear's meatus for more of the treat...a sublime reward for his efforts.

It didn't take much longer for Kane to intervene again.

"Mmm, you're doing great, kiddo...you're really getting the hang of teasing Daddy just right...ready to get to the main event?"

"Mmhmm!" Austin murmured as he withdrew from Kane's foreskin and let the polar bear's cockhead rest on his tongue. Even though his lips were still wrapped around the older man's thick shaft, the otter held his jaws wide, ready and waiting for Kane to push his member deeper into his mouth.

"Atta boy," Kane rumbled, looking down at Austin. He kept his hand on the boy's head as he continued, "I'm going to guide you for now, so just keep your neck relaxed and your jaw loose."

Austin nodded.

"Alright--hook your lips over your teeth for me, kiddo," Kane instructed. "Loved how you were biting on my foreskin earlier, and I like some teeth every now and then, but keep them covered for the time being."

The otter complied, curling his lips over his teeth to form a smooth, fleshy barrier.

"Perfect...keep your tongue flat, too...now, first we start with the motion. Down," Kane murmured as he used his hand to slowly push Austin's head forward, until the otter's lips were at the halfway point of his shaft, "and up again." Kane pulled Austin's head back, stopping when only his cockhead remained in the boy's mouth.

"That's it, just back...and forth...back...and forth..." the polar bear said as he continued guiding Austin's head in the corresponding motions; his pace was unhurried and methodical, a leisurely stroking as he used the otter's muzzle like a simple toy to pleasure himself. "Oh shit, kiddo, this feel so good...your mouth's like fucking satin..."

Even though Austin kept his mouth open wide, Kane's dick was like a beer can passing between his lips, filling his oral cavity to the limit...but he couldn't get enough of the sensation of the polar bear's cockhead gliding over his tongue and pressing against both his hard and soft palates simultaneously. He loved the feeling of his cheeks bulging with the solid, beefy pole entering his mouth, of Kane's flexible foreskin being rolled back ever so slightly before rolling forward again, of his head continuously sliding back and forth...

Glulk...glulk...glulk...glulk...

Austin moaned as he stayed in his relaxed posture; he was content to sit there forever on his knees in front of Kane, to let the polar bear keep pushing his head forward and pulling it back. His own stiff erection throbbed and pushed hard against the inside of his green swim trunks, but Austin was too at ease to even think about reaching into his shorts to stroke himself--his hands rested limply on top of his thighs, and he closed his eyes blissfully.

As Austin's warm, wet mouth softly accepted the meat being forced into it, his saliva flowed freely over the girthy, dark gray shaft; it sloppily dribbled out from between his lips and down the remainder of Kane' cock, soaking into the polar bear's crotch fur...before Kane's large, plump testicles eventually grew damp and slick with otter drool.

"Back...and forth...back...and forth...easy does it, that's the way to get started, kiddo," Kane murmured while he continued guiding Austin's head up and down along his stocky arousal. "Sure, you can get a guy to cum if you go fast...but if you go too fast right out of the gate, it's not going to be fun for either of you...don't think about it like work, like you're trying to just get it done..."

"Mmmm," Austin moaned, acknowledging what the polar bear was saying.

Glulk...glulk...glulk...glulk...

"Just take your time...really enjoy the experience," Kane went on as his hand guided Austin's head back and forth at a steady, deliberate pace. "Don't feel like you have to hurry...part of the fun is in the build-up. First, you start with some teasing, like what you were doing with my foreskin...then you get into a good rhythm."

Glulk...glulk...glulk...glulk...

Austin grunted while the polar bear kept dragging his head up and down along his cock--Kane never altered his pace, and he always pushed to the midpoint of his shaft and pulled until the otter's lips were around the foreskin-sheathed corona of his glans.

"Take it slow, tease a little more with some good ol' fashioned dick polishing...back...and forth...work the guy up some, give him just a taste of what you can do," Kane advised, his voice low. "You can speed up when he starts begging for more...until then, go easy, don't rush it...show him that you love sucking his dick, that you love worshiping it with your mouth...that his dick and his pleasure are all that matter to you."

"Mmmmm," Austin murmured in wordless agreement.

"When he sees how much you love sucking his dick, he's going to really want to bust in your mouth--he's going to want to reward you and give you all the cum you can swallow, all because you're being a good boy and giving his dick so much good attention," the polar bear continued. "Make sense?"

"Mmhmm."

"Good boy...soon you'll have plenty of guys lining up to drain their balls down your throat...heh, growing, active kid like you, we've gotta keep you well-fed..."

Kane lapsed into silence for a while as he held Austin's head and kept guiding it along his length, pumping back and forth, back and forth...

Glulk...glulk...glulk...glulk...

"Hmmmm, you're doing good, son," Kane eventually huffed. He carried on pushing and pulling Austin's head at the same unwavering pace as he continued, "Now, start working your tongue while you keep bobbing your head up and down."

Austin obeyed; he pressed his tongue up against the underside of the massive erection that rhythmically filled his mouth and began wriggling his muscle up and down along Kane's member. He swirled it in small circles, progressively working up to larger ellipses before reducing in size again...then he dragged the tip of his tongue up and down along the bulging shaft, matching the polar bear's pace.

"Gooooood," Kane groaned. "When we take the training wheels off, you can use your tongue to find a guy's hotspots and figure out what he likes...does he like it when you lick over the base of his dick, or does he really go wild when you circle around the underside of his cockhead?"

"Mmmmf," Austin moaned. Taking Kane's lesson to heart, he wagged his tongue in a zig-zag pattern on the turgid shaft pumping in and out of his mouth before wrapping his wet muscle around the sides of the polar bear's cock...then repeated the zig-zag pattern again.

"Oooh, yeah, now you're getting creative," Kane chuckled appreciatively...and he picked up the pace.

Glulk, glulk, glulk, glulk, glulk, glulk...

Austin tried different variations, his tongue tracing along every region of Kane's shaft he could reach. He flicked the tip of his tongue, then curled his soft palate upward to give the polar bear's cockhead an even tighter space to penetrate...and Kane's fingers clenched tighter on the top of his head.

"That's the way, boy...you're getting it," Kane huffed--with his free hand, he reached up to his chest and began pinching one of his nipples, rolling the small, raised target between his fingers. "Now we're--mf--going to go a little deeper..."

Austin grunted as the polar bear pushed him down farther on his cock, adding another two inches of the hefty column. At the bottom of every downward push, Austin's head just barely grazed the overhang of the polar bear's musclegut, and Kane's blunt cockhead insistently pressed up against Austin's tonsils; it was just enough to make the otter gag softly, but not to the point of discomfort.

"Gug, gug, gug--hff--gug," Austin quietly spluttered.

Glulk, glulk, glulk, glulk, glulk, glulk...

"Yeah, you're doing great, kiddo," Kane murmured.

The resort's guitar music still played on the speakers in the bar, the nighttime buzzing of cicadas droned on and on...and Austin and Kane paid no attention to how much time passed. Austin simply let the burly polar bear control the movement of his head, dragging him down on his cock and pushing him back, dragging him down and pushing him back. The constant rhythmic motion was hypnotically soothing, lulling Austin into a semi-trancelike state; it was as if he was being carried out and rolled back in by the tide of a powerful ocean. All thoughts washed out of the otter's head, except for his enjoyment of Kane's stiff cock in his mouth...and eventually, Austin began to acclimate to the feeling of Kane's rotund glans tickling the back of his throat. No longer did he gag; Austin blithely huffed, sighed, and moaned while his tongue continued to tease Kane's member.

Glulk, glulk, glulk, glulk, glulk, glulk...

"Mm...your mouth feels so good, Austin," Kane rumbled. "You enjoying yourself?"

"Mmhmm," the otter replied blissfully.

"Good...glad you love sucking on Daddy's cock...that's your place, you know...a little cocksucking otter like you needs to have his lips around Daddy's dick," the polar bear growled playfully.

Austin's cock throbbed hard in his shorts at the older man's dirty talk, and he grunted in agreement.

"Think your throat's opening up some more, too...so now--hfff--we're going to try for the whole thing, just for a little bit."

Glulk, glulk, glulk, glulk, glulk, glulk...

Austin tiredly raised his eyebrows and tensed up for a moment, uncertain--Kane was going to make him deep throat his dick?

"I know you can do it," Kane encouraged. "Mmmf...just for a few seconds...Daddy knows you can get the whole thing in your throat."

The polar bear didn't have to say anything more--Austin implicitly believed him, trusted him. He nodded.

"Ready to deep throat Daddy?"

"Mmhmm."

"Alright, on three...one..."

Austin took a breath, readying himself.

Glulk, glulk, glulk, glulk, glulk, glulk...

"Two..."

The otter relaxed as much as he could, and he felt Kane tighten his grip on the top of his head.

"Three!"

Kane pushed hard, and Austin spluttered as the polar bear's missile of a dick barrelled into his esophagus, slickly expanding the tight tunnel of his throat; if Austin had raised a hand to his neck, he would have felt the stiff, pulsating bulge that had plunged into his gullet. Meanwhile, the otter's mouth stretched even wider, to its absolute limit, to accommodate the last three inches of the polar bear's shaft that subtly tapered outward to its sizeable base--Austin winced and huffed at the ache in his jaw, but he forced himself not to bite down. His nose was buried in Kane's crotch while the top of his muzzle pressed against the overhang of the older man's stomach, making it impossible for him to really breathe or to see anything more than dark shadows.

Kane's broad, strong hand held Austin firmly in place, keeping the otter's face planted in his crotch.

"Oooh fuuuuuuck," Kane growled. "Hold it...hold it...be a good little otter and keep that tight fucking throat open for papa bear..."

As uncomfortable as Austin was, he was living the dream with Kane's cock lodged in his esophagus, his throat snugly stretched around the solid pole...if only the dream didn't include his gag reflex or the need for oxygen.

"Mmm! Mmmf!"

Austin held out for as long as he could, a handful of seconds, before he felt the urge to choke and vomit. Gagging, he raised his hands and was just about to flail--

"Gooooood boy."

"Guh!" Austin rasped and gasped wetly for air as Kane dragged him off of his cock and released his hold on his head.

The otter hunched over, globs of drool freely falling from his open mouth as he panted and caught his breath. Kane's stiff member still throbbed and pulsated as it hung in front of Austin's face, glistening with his saliva.

"You okay?" Kane breathed--the lust in his tone was tinted with concern.

Austin coughed again--his throat was rough and sore, but none the worse for wear, and he grinned up at the polar bear, exhilarated. "Yeah...yeah, I'm good...fuck, that was intense."

"Heh, you did well for your first time deep throating," Kane praised him. "With some more practice, we'll get you swallowing horse dicks in no time," he chuckled as he patted the otter's head affectionately.

Austin snickered. "Guess we'll need to find me a horse to practice on."

"Heh, with a mouth and throat like yours, you'll probably get more volunteers than you can handle," Kane quipped. He shook his head, then looked at Austin again. "Want to keep going?"

The otter replied immediately, an eager gleam in his eyes. "Hell yeah, Daddy."

Kane leered down at him smugly. "Atta boy...now get back to sucking."

Austin didn't need to be told twice; he sensually licked up from the base of Kane's shaft all the way to the tip of his member...and sank down, now taking two thirds of the polar bear's cock with ease...before he slowly pulled back, then pushed forward again, taking the initiative and mimicking the increased pace that Kane had been following.

"Mmm, that's my boy," Kane moaned; he laid his hand on Austin's head once more, but now he only let it rest there. "Show me what you've learned, kiddo."

Realizing that the training wheels were now off, Austin took the time to put his training to the test.

Glulk, glulk, glulk, glulk, glulk, glulk...

The otter tilted his head from side to side as he methodically bobbed his head up and down, dragging and wriggling his tongue in teasing, tantalizing patterns over and around Kane's throbbing member. He paused occasionally to swirl his tongue inside Kane's foreskin, to drag his tongue over the sensitive spots he found--there was one closer to the base of the dark gray shaft that made Kane's legs tremble ever so slightly--before he simply suckled on the hot, beefy cock in his mouth...and then resumed bobbing his head.

Glulk, glulk, glulk, glulk, glulk, glulk...

Austin leaned forward for better leverage, and reached up to place his hands on Kane's waist for support. He sank down and pulled up, sank down and pulled up, slobbering and slurping on Kane's dick in a display of worship, of adulation, licking and sucking on it like bringing the polar bear pleasure was the only thing that mattered in his whole world...

"Yeah, you're really getting the hang of it...look at that, my boy's a natural cocksucker," Kane said gruffly while he rubbed the top of Austin's head with pride. "You love sucking Daddy's dick, don't you."

"Mmmhmm."

"You love having Daddy's dick in your mouth and throat."

"Mmmhmm."

"And you love being a good little cocksucker...that's what you were born to be, isn't it."

"Mmmmmmhmmmm."

"Mmm...fuck yeah, your mouth was made to have a dick in it."

Glulk, glulk, glulk, glulk, glulk, glulk...

As Austin kept sucking and settled further into his rhythm, he closed his eyes, savoring the tastes and textures on his tongue, the scent in his nose, the feeling in his gut that told him he was doing the right thing, the sensation of Kane's protective, nurturing, guiding, and controlling hand on his head. He didn't care that he was behind a public bar where hotel guests could come out at any moment (despite the lateness of the hour) and stumble across him orally servicing Kane...in fact, Austin would have enjoyed being disturbed...he would have been proud that someone caught him sucking his papa bear's dick, that someone was seeing the pleasure he was bringing to a sexy beast like Kane...

Glulk, glulk, glulk, glulk, glulk, glulk...

"You're doing so good, kiddo...really showing me how much you love worshiping my cock...and I know you want to suck even more dicks," Kane murmured. "We'll get you there in no time, but you keep sucking Daddy for now."

"Mmhmm!"

Kane huffed, and his rock-hard erection twitched and flexed in Austin's mouth again as the otter's tongue swiped over his sensitive spot closer to the base of his cock. "Soon we'll have plenty of guys lining up to use your mouth...mmf, you're...oh fuck, you're sucking like a pro already!"

Austin squirmed excitedly at the polar bear's feedback.

"Daddy taught you well, huh?"

"Mmhmm!"

"Yeah, he did...ooh, I love how you're swirling your tongue like that...Daddy's gonna ruin your mouth and throat if you keep that up."

Austin chuckled, pleased with himself and the skill that Kane had helped him cultivate.

Glulk, glulk, glulk, glulk, glulk, glulk...

As Austin carried on, Kane began to huff and pant with a more desperate edge to his voice; his chest and stomach started contracting and expanding more rapidly with his heavy breathing, and his legs started twitching more noticeably.

"Oh fuck...look...look up at me, kiddo," Kane eventually gasped.

Austin opened his eyes--his lips still wrapped around the polar bear's shaft and his head still bobbing up and down, he obeyed Kane's command. The otter gazed up at the man leaning back against the side wall of the bar, his eyes wide and adoring as he continued sucking the turgid, twitching member with gusto.

"Oooh fuck, boy...you're adorable with--mmf--that big ol' bear dick in your mouth," Kane growled. He was still pinching his nipple, and a crazed, lust-fueled glint had appeared in his eye. "Daddy needs more of your mouth...start going faster."

The young otter happily complied; he sped up, his head now vigorously bobbing back and forth while his tongue slathered copious globs of saliva all over Kane's cock. His lips wetly slid over the buttery, smooth skin, and Kane's cockhead pushed into Austin's open throat again and again, tickling the otter's gag reflex, but not enough to prevent him from continuing.

Glulk-glulk-glulk-glulk-glulk-glulk...

When Austin first started going faster, he continued looking up at Kane, maintaining eye contact with him; in the depths of the polar bear's gaze, the otter saw pure desire and rapturous satisfaction...Kane was enjoying his work and wanted him to keep going. Austin kept lavishing the older man's cock with saliva and worshiping it with his tongue and mouth, and he watched Kane for a moment longer as the polar bear's face contorted into different expressions of unbridled pleasure--his cheeks puffed out when he sighed contentedly, his eyebrows furrowed and the exhilarated smile on his lips contracted into a round oval as he moaned, and he winced and clenched his jaw in a gratified snarl.

Austin's heart swelled with pride at the fact that he was the one responsible for eliciting such pleased reactions from the man 37 years his senior, that he was doing a good job of teasing the polar bear; he wriggled enthusiastically and kept going, twisting his tongue around Kane's member and slurping the sensitive pole again and again.

Glulk-glulk-glulk-glulk-glulk-glulk...

Kane released his nipple and reached down with his free hand to cup and fondle his balls while Austin kept sucking his dick. The otter's chin lightly bounced against the edge of the polar bear's palm as he bobbed his head back and forth...and Austin's thumping heart skipped a beat while he continued looking up at Kane. In this moment, with his lips wrapped around Kane's erection, the polar bear's hand on his head, his hold on Kane's broad waist, and his chin making brief contact with Kane's other hand, Austin felt such a sense of...connection. It was beyond physical, beyond simply having Kane's member in his mouth--it was an intimate bond of mutual pleasure and...

Austin couldn't describe it properly; somehow, even though he and Kane were pretty vulnerable to detection while behind the bar, the otter felt safe, cared for, and nurtured. Over the past few days, Kane had provided for him, taught him things...been there for him...and now, Austin could properly show his gratitude, could be the one to provide something for Kane.

"Mmmmm," Austin moaned longingly as he closed his eyes and kept up his pace.

Glulk-glulk-glulk-glulk-glulk-glulk...

"Uuungh fuuuuuuck," Kane huffed. He tightened his grip on Austin's head once more, although this time he kept his wrist loose, allowing the otter to drag his hand back and forth instead of the other way around. "That's it...don't stop...more...more..."

Austin groaned around the dick in his mouth--it was twitching sporadically by this point, and more precum was flowing onto the otter's tongue. He tilted his head at different angles and sucked hard, doubling and tripling his efforts to tease and please the polar bear.

Glulk-glulk-glulk-glulk-glulk-glulk...

The faster Austin went, the more Kane's gasping and panting morphed into growls and snarls. The tremors in the polar bear's legs intensified and grew into full-on shakes, and Kane's hips started involuntarily bucking forward--his balls swayed back and forth while he began humping into Austin's mouth as the otter was now rapidly sucking him off. Austin held onto Kane's waist, keeping himself steady as the polar bear obviously approached the brink.

"Oh fuck...you're working me--mmf--right up there, kiddo...not gonna last--ungh--much longer!"

"Mmmm!" Austin moaned lewdly, hungry for the big finish that Kane's spasms were promising--the polar bear was going to lose control at any moment.

Glulk-glulk-glulk-glulk-glulk-glulk...

"Oooh fuck...oh fuck, oh fuck,, Austin...I'm close...I'm gonna...HHHRRRRRRRRNGH!" Kane bellowed through clenched teeth, not even trying to silence himself as his orgasm hit.

The polar bear's cock throbbed, and Austin greedily forced himself down on it as far as he could go without gagging--he did his best to keep his mouth latched onto Kane's member, but it was as if the older man had popped a bottle of champagne in his muzzle.

Cum rocketed out of Kane's pulsating member; it was hot, viscous, and musky, and coated Austin's throat in a fraction of a second.

"Ulp! Ulp!" The young otter gulped as quickly as he could--the taste was sublime, the texture was gluey and smooth and easy to swallow--but it was impossible to keep up. Kane's cum spurted out in powerful pulses, and in the blink of an eye, Austin's mouth was overflowing, with thick globs of semen spilling out from between his lips, while even more of it backed up in his throat, into his nasal cavity, and messily spewed from his nostrils.

Austin choked--he had to breathe, but he couldn't get anything through his nose, he had to let go.

"Guh!" Austin gasped as he pulled back and sucked in a lungful of air, but Kane--still gripping the top of his head--held his face close to his cockhead, preventing him from withdrawing any further.

"Hrngh! Hrngh! Hrrrrngh!" Kane growled as he shot fat, gooey cables of bear batter that splattered on Austin's face.

Every pulse of Kane's member blasted out rope after rope of cum that landed on the otter; slimy, sticky strands of translucent white splatted themselves on Austin's brown and tan fur as Kane came hard. Some of Kane's seed landed haphazardly on Austin's lips and dangling tongue (which was already liberally coated), while more of it hit his cheeks and muzzle, his short snout, and his forehead. Other errant spurts of semen splashed down over the bridge of his nose, and Austin instinctively closed his left eye just in time to prevent cum from shooting into it.

Kane kept his eyes squeezed shut, riding through the immense wave of pleasure that rocked his whole body.

"Uunf! Hrrrngh!" He panted and snarled as he hunched over in an effort to keep himself standing while he came. His cock twitched and throbbed, bouncing up and down like it was possessed as he continued emptying his balls over Austin's face, mindlessly and sloppily splatter-painting the young otter's mug with jizz.

For his part, Austin grinned widely and held still, catching what he could in his open mouth while the polar bear made an absolute mess of his face. His fur was going to mat and clump from the sticky fluid dripping over him, but Austin didn't care--he was more thrilled by the fact that Kane was using him like a cum rag, holding him steady to catch his sperm and thoroughly marking him as his territory with his musky, potent seed.

"Hrrngh! Uuungh...uungh," Kane heaved at last as his climax began to recede and the explosive bursts of cum ebbed to a leaking ooze that slimily dribbled from his urethra. Exhausted, he huffed again and he released his hold on Austin's head and stopped cupping his balls--his eyes still shut, the burly polar bear rested his hands on his hips as he slumped back against the side wall of the bar, totally spent.

Still on his knees and sporting a raging hard-on in his swim trunks, Austin gulped the mouthful of cum he'd caught and looked up at Kane, waiting patiently for the older man to recover.

"Oh fuck...that was beyond good...shit, kiddo, I needed that," Kane puffed after a minute.

"Glack--" Austin's voice was raspy, and he coughed to clear his throat before he tried again, though his voice was still thick, as if his vocal cords were coated in cum. "Glad you enjoyed, Daddy."

"Shit, that was more than 'enjoy', that was...fuck, that was perfect," Kane said, still sounding winded. He shook his head to himself and opened his eyes at last--when he looked down at Austin to survey his handiwork, he smirked. "Heh, damn...sorry about the mess, kiddo."

By now, Kane's cum splattered over Austin's face resembled a sloppy, stringy, web-like mask; the streaks of glistening cum connected at random angles, with the odd blotch here and there making it look like Austin had been hit with a few especially viscous paintballs.

But the otter smiled happily, not minding the chaotic tangle of cum on his face one bit. "Are you kidding? That was fucking awesome!"

Kane chuckled. "Heh, I aim to please...when I...you know, aim...was that your first facial?"

"Uh-huh."

"What'd you think?"

Austin smirked up at the polar bear. "Got another one in you?"

Kane laughed. "I wish! Hooo, boy...glad your first was a good one...I really marked you, huh?"

Austin swiped a finger through a glob of cum sticking to his cheek and sucked the tangy, musky fluid off his digit. "Yeah...hope you like your otters sticky."

Kane snickered again. "That's the best kind of otter, covered in Daddy's cum...but we should probably get you cleaned up," he finished with a sigh.

He glanced at the bar for a moment, then over at the pool--the patio was still totally empty. Either nobody back inside the resort had heard Kane's orgasmic roar, or plenty of people had heard it but didn't care enough to venture outside and investigate. The pool area was silent and still save for the music playing on the speakers, the chirping of nocturnal creatures hidden in the landscaping, and the rippling, bright blue water that formed hypnotic patterns with the submerged lights. Surveying the scenery on the other side of the countertop before him, Kane pursed his lips in thought.

Austin, however, checked out the supplies stocked under the bar, looking for something he could use to clean himself up--he'd licked his lips as best as he could, but the rest of his face and muzzle were still drenched with Kane's warm, sticky spooge. "Hmm...I don't see any towels...think they'll mind if I use a bunch of their napkins?"

"Hm? Oh...actually, I've got a better idea," Kane said decisively, looking down at the otter again. He took a breath to steady himself and gather his energy again before he reached down to pull up his swim trunks--cum still leaked from his urethra and caught on the fabric of his shorts as he stuffed his flagging cock back into his swimsuit.

"What are you thinking?" Austin inquired.

Kane didn't respond; he just grinned and leaned down, hooking his hands under Austin's arms and pulling him up to stand...before he handily picked up the smaller otter, cradling him.

"Whoa!" Austin gasped--he couldn't remember the last time he'd been bodily scooped up like this, like a ragdoll...like he was a kid again. He clung to Kane--he trusted the polar bear was strong enough to hold him, but it was still unnerving to be lifted so easily.

"Come on, kiddo--it's bathtime," Kane grunted as he lumbered out from behind the bar, carrying the otter in his arms.

"What are you..." Austin began, but he realized what the polar bear had in mind when he saw that they were heading for the pool. "Oh, come on, the water's gonna be cold by now!"

"Too bad, we need to get you clean," Kane smirked wryly, picking up the pace as he approached the pool's edge.

"No, wait--Kane, I--" Austin tried to scramble out of the polar bear's arms, but it was no use, Kane was too strong for him.

Moving quickly, Kane adjusted his grip to wrap one hand around the otter's leg and his other hand under Austin's armpit...before he effortlessly tossed the boy into the deep end of the pool.

"Aah!"

SPLASH!

Austin crashed into the water ass-first and sank towards the bottom of the pool, taking a torrent of bubbles with him. He twisted around, righting himself, and he kicked back up towards the surface.

"Guh!" Austin gasped and spluttered for air--he hadn't even thought to hold his breath when Kane had dumped him in the pool...but he still grinned up at the polar bear who stood over him, his toes hanging just off the ledge of the patio and over the water. "Ugh, you bastard!" Austin laughed, clearing the water from his eyes.

"Heh, language, kiddo," Kane admonished playfully. "How's the water?"

Austin had to admit, it was more comfortable in the pool than he'd expected; surprisingly, the water still retained a trace of heat from the day. It wasn't too cold, but not quite lukewarm--it was tolerable enough to acclimate to within a few minutes of swimming around. But the otter wasn't going to tell Kane that; instead, he used his hand to chop at the water, splashing Kane's feet and ankles. "Why don't you see for yourself?"

Kane chuckled. "Don't mind if I do!"

Kane flexed his feet to leverage himself up; Austin, realizing what the polar bear was about to do, scrambled out of the way just in time.

SPLOOSH! Kane belly flopped into the water, creating a wave of his own that dwarfed the splash that Austin had made.

Austin took a breath and dove shallowly under the water, keeping his eyes open to observe the thickset man sinking tranquilly to the floor of the pool. A stream of bubbles issued from Kane's nostrils, creating a trail that ascended the eight feet of water back to the surface. Kane, however, stayed motionless as he sank; his descent was gradual, slowed by the water resistance. As he floated downward, his vast, white furred form looked almost ghostly in the underwater halogen lights, and thin rainbow patterns oscillated and fluctuated over him.

Kane settled on the gunite floor of the pool for a moment, a mass of white--clad in red swim trunks--resting on a field of blue, his fur swaying gently with the swirling current of the water. Austin watched him lay still for a moment, the only sign of life being the bubbles that trailed from Kane's nose...until the polar bear stirred at last and pushed off of the bottom with his hands and feet. Kane thrust his arms forward and kicked his legs, and he swam smoothly and powerfully for the far side of the pool.

Austin came back up for air; treading water now, he took another breath before he pushed his face below the surface again and rubbed with his hands to dislodge and break up the clumps of cum that still clung to his fur. The otter raked his fingers through his coat, over his forehead and muzzle repeatedly in a facsimile of grooming himself. Little by little, he felt the slimy texture of Kane's cum dissipate in the water--it wouldn't be perfect, but when his digits began to pass smoothly (for the most part, save for a few small stubborn mats that wouldn't be noticeable to casual passerby) through his fur, Austin figured he'd done good enough to walk through the hotel lobby without looking like a semen cannon had just blasted him in the face.

He surfaced again to see Kane had settled against the far wall of the pool, on the gradual slant between the shallow and deep ends--the polar bear had been watching him wash his face, and his own fur had been slicked back by the water.

"All good?" Kane called.

"Yes sir!"

"Good boy...now come here."

Austin grinned and did a shallow dive once more--even though he hadn't grown up going to swim meets and winning championship medals for different strokes like his siblings had, Austin was still an agile swimmer, and he easily and efficiently propelled himself under the water, making for Kane like a torpedo to its target. He swam right into the polar bear's open and waiting arms and popped his head above the water, his muzzle meeting Kane's in a kiss.

"Mmmm," Austin moaned into the polar bear's mouth as their tongues entwined with each other.

Still standing on the slanted floor, Kane rumbled affectionately and wrapped his arms around the floating otter to keep him from drifting away; Austin squeaked in delight as Kane held him close against his chest and belly, and the boy rested his arms around the older man's shoulders. The two of them gyrated against each other as they kept their lips locked together for minutes on end. They licked and tasted the insides of each others' mouths, feeling out each others' teeth, pushing their tongues as far as they could go...

Kane, though, was the one to break the kiss eventually; he pulled back, looking at Austin with half-lidded eyes...which made the otter bite his bottom lip with anticipation.

"Ooh, I could kiss you all night and all day and all night again," Kane rumbled, gently rubbing Austin's waist while his arms were still wrapped around the otter's midsection.

"I wouldn't be opposed to that at all," Austin replied with a goofy smile.

"I had a feeling you wouldn't be." Kane sighed peacefully before he started up, "Hey, not to get too sappy on you, kiddo, but...I've been really enjoying our time together."

Austin's heart leapt; consciously, he knew that the polar bear wouldn't have continued hanging out with him and setting up activities for him if he didn't enjoy it, but still...hearing the words said out loud was a welcome surprise that tampered down the subconscious worry that the otter carried deep within his heart. "You have?"

Kane nodded earnestly. "Yeah...it's been a really good few days with you so far...best vacation I've had in a loooong time, hands down...and you've been enjoying it, too?"

It was Austin's turn to nod. "Definitely! Best vacation ever," he emphasized. "And it was so sweet of you to do the spa and tennis...and the food and drinks, too! Are you sure there isn't anything I can do to pay you back?"

The large polar bear shook his head. "It's my treat! And seeing you happy is payment enough. Although..."

Austin raised his eyebrows, confused, then he snorted. "Did...was blowing you behind the bar paying you back?"

Kane laughed. "Ha! No, no...that was good, but no, definitely not considering sexual favors as a way to pay me back--that's just good fun. I was actually going to say that if you'd let me give you a little foot rub while we're here, I'd consider us even, though."

"Oh!" Austin cocked his head, intrigued and taken aback--he hadn't been expecting Kane to make that particular request. If there was anything foot-related that Austin thought the polar bear wanted, he would have thought that Kane would want him, Austin, to service his paws, not the other way around...but the otter wasn't going to look a gift horse in the mouth, so to speak. "I...sure! That'd be...thanks!"

"Heh, hang on...up we get." Kane pushed away from the wall before he turned around with Austin still in his arms, now putting the boy against the side of the pool. He easily lifted the slender otter out of the water and sat him down on the ledge of the patio, so Austin's legs and feet still dangled into the pool, while he sat on the ground in front of Kane and gave the polar bear easy access to his paws.

Kane started with his left foot, raising it slightly so he could get a good grip on it; the polar bear held it by the sides and pushed his thumbs into Austin's sole, eliciting a pleased, soft groan from the otter.

"Oooohh..."

Kane grinned as he rubbed in small circles, working from the heel to the ball of Austin's foot, then back again, alternating with small jabs and palpating pushes in between more soothing rubs.

"How's that?" Kane asked, looking up at Austin.

The otter was leaning back comfortably, supporting himself with his hands behind him, and he looked completely blissed out. "Ooooh so good."

"Heh, perfect...really, like I said, seeing you happy is payment enough," Kane reiterated sincerely. He continued rubbing Austin's foot as he went on, "It's not often I get to make people happy like you."

Austin pondered for a moment. "Well, you help people make a lot of money...that's got to make them happy, right?"

"Oh sure," Kane conceded. He worked up to Austin's toes, rubbing his fingers between each digit before squeezing them individually, then pressing them into his palm. "But that's work, those are just clients. At the risk of sounding bad about the people who employ me, I don't exactly care about their happiness...not the way I care about the happiness of someone I'm...well, you get the idea."

"Sure." Austin didn't need the polar bear to explain further, he understood the difference in relationships that Kane was getting at.

"And money...well, I won't say money doesn't buy happiness; it's what you do with the money that really makes you happy," Kane continued.

"True...ooh, that's nice..."

"Like what I've been doing for you, helping you have good experiences...it's been nice providing that kind of service," Kane mused. As he spoke, he manipulated Austin's foot further, rotating his ankle, stretching it through its full range of motion. "And when it comes to the more intimate relationships, I do I like to get a little more service-oriented, like this. Don't get me wrong, you've seen me get pretty dominant, too."

"Oh, yes I have," Austin agreed with a snicker.

"But what else have you seen about me?"

Austin didn't have to think hard about what the polar bear was getting at. "You like to make sure I'm having a good time...are you like that with everyone you play with?"

Kane shook his head. "Not everyone; I like to make sure my partners get off--or at least feel good--but I'm not going to set up a tennis match for a random hook-up. Although with you...there's something going on that I like...I mean, watching you play against Jo earlier today, there was something just really special about that. I wasn't playing on the court with you, but...still taking part in the experience, being there with you, experiencing your joy..."

"Seeing me happy gave you the warm fuzzies," Austin summed up with a lackadaisical smile.

Kane nodded while he continued working on Austin's foot. "Exactly. And boy, were you happy! Not to make it all about me, but I felt like I'd really done something right when I saw you were having a good time--you were grinning a mile wide!"

Austin snorted bashfully.

"Do you always get like that when you're playing tennis?"

The otter shook his head in the negative. "Mm-mm. Today was...special for me, too."

Kane finally lowered Austin's left foot to let it rest on his chest; he picked up the otter's right foot and began giving it the same treatment, first pressing with his thumbs before rolling them in massaging circles. "What was special for you about it?"

Austin sighed contemplatively; he'd had the afternoon to passively think about why specifically he'd loved playing that morning, about the individual aspects that had made his heart soar. He had disjointed fragments of an answer, but maybe talking them out would make them more comprehensible to himself.

"Well, I guess I was finally doing something I actually wanted to do on a family vacation," Austin started thoughtfully while Kane kept massaging his right foot. "I wasn't just, like, sitting by the pool or reading or fending for myself while everyone else is doing their own thing. I mean, everyone else was doing their own thing, but I had you to do stuff with, you know? And I was...actually doing something I'm interested in...and you were there...showing an interest in something I enjoy doing..."

Austin trailed off, then scoffed to himself before he continued, "This is going to sound really selfish and whiny, but...I really liked that you were watching me."

Kane's eyebrows rose, and his eyes gleamed--was it with a spark of interest? Of surprise? Of hope? Austin wasn't sure.

"Really?"

Austin nodded. "You were, like, paying attention to how I was playing...I mean, more basic than that, you were just paying attention to the fact that I was playing at all."

The glimmer in Kane's eyes softened--it was a smoldering gaze of comprehension, and the polar bear now wore an almost sympathetic smile. "You didn't have anyone rooting for you growing up."

Austin sighed and hung his head glumly, deflated, while Kane still held and rubbed his foot. "Yeah...you can guess whose swim meets my parents went to instead of my tennis matches." He shrugged, shaking off the memories of playing games and looking in the spectator stands by the courts and only seeing his coaches, his teammates, and his teammates' parents--it didn't matter if he won or lost, there simply were no other otters in the crowds.

To distract himself, Austin switched back to thinking about this morning and what else had made him feel so happy. "Anyway...you also made this morning happen, which was really nice. Like, you set up the reservation, you helped me, you gave your time and energy to watching me...and you were cheering me on..."

"Well, I enjoyed watching you play," Kane said genuinely. "You were amazing!"

"Thanks! And it felt really good to play for you...but..." Austin hesitated, unsure of how to ask his question...until it all came tumbling out by itself. "Tennis, the spa, hanging out with me...why are you doing all this?"

Kane cocked his head contemplatively, and Austin could see he was formulating his answer, but there was more the otter wanted to say--there was a deeper question he wanted to ask, and he pressed on, filling in the gap of the polar bear's pause.

"You're so...well, you're so much more...experienced than me, and...yeah, part of this is you helping me broaden my horizons, like what you said back in the spa...and...I want to know more about why you're doing this, but also...why me? I'm just some dumb kid who's whining about his family on vacation; I could just suck it up and get over it, you don't have to keep hanging out with me, but you're choosing to...so..."

Kane nodded understandingly. "I get it, I know what you mean," he said soothingly as Austin trailed off.

The otter fell silent and sat still, waiting, watching Kane. The polar bear sighed and lowered the Austin's foot before he stepped forward through the water, closing the space between them and sidling up between Austin's spread legs; Kane's head was level with Austin's lower chest, the tip of his muzzle inches away from the otter's torso, and he rested his arms on top of Austin's thighs. He looked up at the otter...

And Austin saw something he hadn't noticed before in Kane's eyes--it was a soulful ache, the kind of sore look of an aging warrior who was ready to expose an old wound, one that was covered with scar tissue that had built up over the course of decades and still caused the occasional pang of deep-rooted pain.

The polar bear took a breath before he began. "I didn't have a kid to root for."

Austin looked at him, his brow furrowed quizzically. "Wait...I thought you had a son, though? You told me your ex got custody."

Kane nodded. "Right, but I didn't tell you what the custody arrangement was, or how messy the divorce was."

"Aaah," Austin mused in realization. "Sorry."

Kane smiled ruefully. "It's alright; I didn't give you the full story...we'd only just met, it's not something I..."

Austin took over when the polar bear hesitated. "You don't have to tell me everything...just...what you're comfortable with," he said, his tone compassionate.

Kane looked down at Austin's lap for a moment--the otter's crotch was right in front of his face, but he had softened up, and Austin could tell that Kane was gathering his thoughts; probably the last thing the polar bear was thinking about was yanking Austin's swim trunks off.

The older man looked up again. Austin stayed quiet and sat still, watching Kane and giving the polar bear his undivided attention as he began his tale.

"So, you know I fooled around with guys in college--I was exploring, figuring myself out...even though I was getting a little into some kinks, I had it in my head that I was just going through a phase. I tried being straight after school--date women, get married, start a family, all that...but after a while, I couldn't hide anymore, and I had to come out."

Austin nodded, keeping his eyes on Kane.

"Laura, my ex...she couldn't--would not--accept me at all when I told her the truth. I can still hear her screaming that I ruined her life...stole her best years by making her live a lie and treating her like an idiot...that she thought everything was perfect and I was blowing it all up because I 'decided to be gay'." Kane shook his head. "And she was right, I don't deny that...but she was so much more image-focused--'what'll my parents say, what'll they say about me at the country club'..."

Kane trailed off, lost in his memories for a moment, before he shrugged and resumed speaking. "Anyway, Oliver, our son, was still young enough that she could tell him the sky was green and he would believe her--he didn't know better, he trusted everything she said..."

Austin raised his eyebrows in dawning comprehension. "She turned him against you."

Kane nodded glumly. "By the time we went to court for custody, he was glued to Laura--I couldn't even look at him without him crying for his mom. When the judge saw that, well...full custody, child support payments, no visitation, and no contact until he's 18," the polar bear summed up. "The judge even threw in a restraining order--I never laid a hand on my son, I didn't even yell at him, but Laura did such a good job of demonizing me that the judge bought her story hook, line, and sinker."

Austin's eyes widened and his heart sank for Kane's plight. "Shit."

Kane sighed heavily, his breath puffing against Austin's chest. "He turned 19 a few months back...graduated high school a year ago, and he's going to Lokonee State on a wrestling scholarship. And the only way I know that is because I was subscribed to his high school's newsletter. I couldn't go to any of his matches, I couldn't follow him online, I couldn't...go to his graduation or give him advice about what to do for his senior prom...I couldn't call him, I couldn't help him do his homework or study for a test...I couldn't even take my kid out for a damn ice cream and ask him what was going on in his life." Kane's voice was steady and unwavering, but thick with emotion.

"Oh...Kane, I'm so sorry," Austin murmured as a great swell of pity surged through him. It broke his heart to see the polar bear--such a strong, confident, and commanding man--like this, a poor soul who had been through a level of isolating pain that Austin couldn't even imagine. The young otter rested a comforting hand on Kane's shoulder and squeezed bracingly, letting the older man know he was here for him.

Kane gulped and nodded. "Thanks...it's ancient history now, but sometimes it still..." He lapsed into silence and took another breath, steadying himself again. "And I wanted to be there for him, to do all of it--I would have, if I'd been given the chance...but it was like I didn't have a son at all anymore."

Austin paused when the polar bear finished speaking. He let the water lap around Kane's torso and against his legs for a moment before he tentatively asked, "Has he...gotten in touch with you since he turned 18?"

Kane shook his head. "He might still be feeling so...angry and...hurt...he probably hates me, if Laura's still been reinforcing the 'evil gay dad' narrative. I'm waiting for him to reach out first, I don't want to rush it or push him if he just doesn't want me in his life..." The polar bear sighed before he took up, "But life goes on...can't spend all my time waiting around. So, while my kid was growing up without me, there was work, and some relationships here and there, kind of just...going through the motions, I guess...and then I met you."

Austin noticed the polar bear's eyes brighten when he said "you", and a thin smile returned to Kane's face.

"You're about the same age, and kind of...in need of some attention...not to make you sound too pathetic," Kane added sheepishly.

"Heh, not too pathetic at all," Austin chuckled encouragingly.

The polar bear smiled gratefully before he went on, "So, I figured we could help each other...not in a transactional manner, though, I want to be clear about that. I do genuinely enjoy your company," he said, squeezing Austin's thighs in his hands to emphasize his words. "And you make this old guy feel kind of like a young buck again. And...I care about you...kind of like you're my own kid. I know it's strange, but part of me can't help but feel like...you're filling in what's missing...giving me a second chance to be a dad, after a fashion."

Silence, save for the lapping of water, the chirping of insects, and the music emanating from the hidden speakers around the pool, filled the pause after Kane spoke. Austin's eyes were wide, his heart was beating a tattoo against his ribcage, and his stomach was turning somersaults; he was simultaneously thrilled and deeply moved by what the polar bear had just said...so moved that he was at a loss of how to express his thanks, how to return Kane's affections.

Kane coughed to clear his throat. "I...don't want you to feel like I'm using you, though, that's not what I--"

Austin shook his head energetically; the polar bear's concern prompted him to find his voice once more, and he cut Kane off before he could go further. "No, not at all! I don't feel that way."

"You're sure?"

"Positive...and, well, like you said, we could help each other," Austin went on. "And I'm getting some of that...attention I need from you...as long as you don't feel like I'm using you, either?"

"Not one bit," Kane replied, smiling sincerely.

"And it's...it's really sweet that you see me as your own son, it really means a lot, and I..." Austin trailed off, momentarily too flustered and touched for words...before he realized what he had to say, what he had to acknowledge. "And I'd be lying if I didn't say you're already being more of a father to me than my own dad...I mean, we've only known each other for a few days, and I know that's weird and all, but...I like it," he finished simply.

The burly polar bear standing between his legs grinned toothily--if Austin wasn't mistaken, he thought he saw an ecstatic gleam in Kane's eyes, as if a closely-guarded wish had suddenly been granted. "I like it, too," Kane replied.

"Heh, good," Austin murmured, a little abashed that that was the most eloquent response he could think of.

Kane's grin turned into a smug smirk, and he pushed himself up on his toes--Austin saw what the polar bear was doing, and he leaned down so his lips met Kane's in a quick, tender smooch. What else could they do but kiss in that moment, when words could only express so much? It lasted mere seconds, but to Austin, his kiss with Kane in the pool was an event beyond the constraints of time, a point of concentrated affection that coalesced like a newborn star around a hidden center of gravity...before they parted again and Kane sank back into the water.

Kane beamed, and Austin was smiling down at him like a stupid schoolboy who had just kissed his first crush. The look between the burly polar bear and lean otter lasted for another moment, the two of them simply drinking in the sight of each other, until...

"So...not to...ruin the mood," Austin started, unable to resist asking the question that had just popped into his head, "but you don't actually want to fuck your son, right?"

Kane's eyebrows rose...and he laughed heartily like he had the first time the otter had badly flirted with him. "Oh! Oh! Oh my god! Oh no, no-no-no-no...no," Kane chuckled as he settled down again. "Definitely not...heh, but that's where you've got the upper hand, having the benefit of not being actually related to me."

Austin smirked deviously--he couldn't stop himself. "I mean, I could be if you pump me full of enough cum."

The polar bear rumbled in gentle laughter and he squeezed Austin's thighs again. "Heh, careful boy, you're gonna get Daddy riled up again and you just might get what you want."

"I think I'd be alright with that."

"I think you would be, too." Kane shook his head to himself before he paused...then looked up at Austin again. "So...you really see me as more of a father than your own dad?"

The otter sighed and nodded. "Yeah...it's really nice."

"Aw, I'm touched, kiddo...that's really kind of you to say."

"Well, it's true." Austin shrugged before he continued--he didn't intentionally choose his words, it all just spilled out of him. "You listen to me, you've been talking to me, giving me advice--my dad barely even looks at me. And it's not just my dad, it's all of them where I'll just...I tried really hard when I was younger to be a part of everything, you know? Like, I wanted to be included, I wanted them to notice me...just tell me 'good job' once in a while, right? Win some medals, get good grades, come on family vacations, stay out of trouble...but it's not enough for them...I don't know what they're looking for from me, and these days I don't think they're even looking for anything from me...Emmett and Vera already did everything my parents wanted, so what can I do? Ugh...I'm tired, Kane...I'm so tired of them," the otter finished with a small, dejected kick in the water. "Sorry, that was a whole stupid rant, and--"

"No, don't be sorry about that," Kane said soothingly. "I've told you before, it's shitty what they did to you, you've got a right to complain about it...and after putting in so much effort your whole life, of course you're going to be tired."

"Yeah..."

Kane paused, letting Austin have a moment to himself, before he took up, "I'm glad you feel like you're getting more of what you need from me...and I'm glad to give it. I've got some more advice, too, if you want it."

Austin nodded. "Please."

The polar bear looked up at him from the pool as he spoke. "The way you've been talking about your folks, they're...like a void. Stuff goes into it, nothing comes out. Is that fair to say?"

"Mmhmm."

"And you've been putting all your energy into that void and getting nothing out of it; you're tired, you're upset...and it's going to frustrate you to the point where you don't have anything more to give, except one last blow-up...a self-destruct. It's going to feel good to do that, releasing that anger, and maybe on some level it's going to get them to actually notice you...but it's not going to change anything immediately. The initial shock of it might make your folks try to be more aware of you and be a little more inclusive, but it's going to be temporary. When they've been neglectful your whole life, they're not going to change overnight...a lot of the time, people like that just don't change at all in the long run."

Kane stepped back from between Austin's legs; the otter watched the polar bear haul himself out of the pool, and in a moment, Kane was sitting next to the boy. Water cascaded off of his drenched fur and trickled over the patio, back into the pool.

"And that's when you have to make the really hard choice," the polar bear said when he'd settled by Austin's side.

"What choice?"

"In a situation like this, you really have to decide if you want to keep banging your head against the wall to get your parents to notice you...or if you want to move past them and leave them behind for your own sanity's sake."

Austin frowned...then cocked his head, contemplating what the polar bear had just said--it resonated with him in a way that made him feel unsettled, even a little mournful...but oddly free and clarified, as if he was seeing something clearly for the first time. He watched the water in the pool as it made more patterns in the light as Kane continued talking.

"I'm not saying you have to dump them and cut them completely out of your life, but put up a boundary for yourself," Kane told him, his tone soft and consoling. "Take this week as an example; you've been letting them drag you on family vacations for years and you've been putting up with all their shit for so long...because you keep hoping, deep down, that maybe, eventually, you'll be enough for them."

Austin swallowed around the lump that had formed in his throat as Kane spoke. The polar bear was right, giving voice to everything that Austin had kept bottled up and locked away within a hidden chamber in his heart...and the glass was cracking, the lock was falling apart, the chamber door was creaking open, letting all that the otter had carried with him seep out in drips and trickles.

"You said it yourself--you feel like nothing you do is enough for them...and that's making you feel like you, as a person, aren't enough for them."

"Just some...little forgotten leftover," Austin muttered, his voice small and strained.

The larger polar bear wrapped his arm around Austin's shoulder and hugged the smaller otter close to his side, enveloping him in a partial embrace while still sitting next to him.

"But you are enough, Austin," Kane murmured comfortingly, affirmatively. "They're too wrapped up in their own world to see it, but you're enough...more than enough, you're perfect...I feel so lucky to have met you..."

Kane trailed off, and Austin kept his eyes on the pool. It was getting harder for the otter to make out the luminous ripples in the water, his vision had started to go blurry, and he sniffed, trying to keep his shoulders still...but they trembled under Kane's arm.

The polar bear hugged him even tighter. "It's okay...it's okay," Kane crooned to Austin softly.

Austin leaned into Kane's side--he couldn't stop the tears. The polar bear gently rocked him back and forth while they sat with their feet in the pool, alone outside of the resort, save for the stars that looked down upon them.