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Austin eased the door to his family's suite shut behind him as he stepped into the empty, brightly lit hallway. He held the handle down to keep the latch from audibly clicking against the strike plate...and slowly released it once the door settled silently against its frame.

He checked his smartwatch--it was technically Sunday morning already, as it was just past midnight.

The otter, dressed only in his gym shorts (with just his phone and room key in his pockets) and a loose tank top, padded down the hallway, passing the closed doors on either side of the corridor--most of their handles had been adorned with "Do Not Disturb" signs. One door had a tray in front of it, bearing a plate that was littered with breadcrumbs and smears of cheese, the remains of someone's late-night snack.

As Austin continued onward to the elevators, his heart was beating a mile a minute from the mixture of excitement and nerves roiling in his gut.

Was he ready?

He'd cleaned out using the improvised bottle system Kane had told him about; he'd fingered himself and popped his new vibrator in and out of his ass for a few minutes to get more used to the feeling of having his hole worked over; he'd eaten a light dinner and felt like his body wasn't going to give him any intestinal trouble...and he was getting hornier and hornier the more he thought about what was waiting for him eight floors below.

His hole quivered, eager and hungry.

His dick twitched under his shorts as he pressed the call button for the elevator and waited for it to arrive.

He was ready to lose his virginity, ready to be in Kane's arms, ready to be under the polar bear and have his world rocked. He and Kane had spent the whole of Saturday apart--while Kane had arranged another day at the spa for himself, he had kindly set up another match for Austin against Jo the lynx at the hotel's tennis courts. They had filled the rest of the day with their own activities as a way to avoid each other in an attempt to make tonight all the more special; Austin didn't know what else Kane had gotten up to, but he had spent more time at the pool and had gone for a long walk around the hotel's grounds and on the nature trails.

Anticipation had gnawed at Austin's insides all day; he had wondered how rough or gentle Kane was going to be, what the polar bear's room would be like, if Kane would fuck him and then suck him off or if he would suck his dick first and then fuck him, if the older man would take his sweet time rimming him, if they would have sex on his bed or in the shower, how long they would simply cuddle up together and kiss...

It had taken so much self control not to sneak off to a bathroom and just jerk off to all the fantasies filling his head--fortunately, Austin didn't have Kane buzzing his ass with a vibrator like he had been on Friday during the art festival at Traeger Park, so it had been a lot easier to keep his impulses in check. But his arousal had been a constant factor from the moment he woke up with his morning wood until now, as he was creeping out of the suite and down to Kane's room, per the instructions that the polar bear had texted him earlier that afternoon.

But as eager and excited as he was, a part of Austin still worried--was he ready to be a good sexual partner? Would he be enough for Kane?

It was one thing to fantasize about sex, but actually getting fucked, and especially by such a bigger man--Austin had seen and felt what Kane was packing. He had struggled to fit the polar bear's blunt weapon of a dick into his mouth and throat, and Kane's size and strength would make him an absolute beast in the bedroom, which was undeniably sexy and arousing to the otter, but also inspired just a hint of fear. While Austin was excited by the prospect of having his tight ass opened and filled by Kane's member, in the back of his mind there was the tiniest voice of concern and doubt asking him if he could actually handle it, if he would truly enjoy it...and if Kane would truly enjoy him...if he, Austin, would live up to Kane's expectations.

Austin hoped so; he felt like he knew Kane well enough by now to figure that the older man wouldn't put too much pressure on him and would be more concerned with ensuring Austin was alright, but still...what if something went wrong or he wasn't good enough?

Ding.

The elevator doors opened.

Austin took a breath. He knew as soon as he got in the elevator, he'd be committed, returning to his family's suite just wouldn't be an option in his mind anymore.

He could turn back now, he could chicken out and tell Kane he wasn't ready after all--

No.

He had imagined what his first time would be like so many different times, had envisioned it so many different ways, and here he was trying to sabotage an actual dream scenario before he even left the 16th floor. Whatever would happen would happen; Austin had physically and mentally prepared as much as he could, and at this point the only thing left to do was to take the plunge and (hopefully) enjoy the ride.

Austin exhaled, releasing his worries, and purposefully stepped into the elevator. He pressed the 8 button and let the doors close...and the elevator descended.

An excited thrill coursed through the otter; a shiver ran up his spine, goosebumps momentarily formed under his fur, and his heart raced. Austin shook himself and took another calming breath, tamping down his excitement as he watched the display above the elevator doors count down from 16, 15, 14, 13, 12, 11...10...9...

Austin tapped his foot impatiently and sighed. It felt like it took a year for the elevator to slow to a stop, until, finally...

Ding.

The display showed 8, and the doors smoothly slid open.

Austin stepped out into the eighth-floor hallway--it was identical to that of the 16th floor, with the same beige, cream, and taupe diamond-patterned carpet, the same rich blue and gold patterned wallpaper, the same long, glass box overhead light fixtures, the same style of black and white photos of botanicals and landscapes hanging on the walls, and the same brass sconce lights set next to each door, which Austin passed on his way up the corridor. He kept his eye on the left side of the hallway as he padded along past 801, 803, 805, 807...

With every door he passed and the closer he got to his goal, Austin became more aroused; his member was stiffening from a semi and his balls freely swayed from side to side under his shorts. For a moment, Austin wondered what Kane was doing in his room--was he in his bed? Was he sitting up and waiting for him? Was he watching TV? Was he already naked and jerking off?

813, 815, 817...

Austin's heart was practically beating out of his chest and he felt ready to explode out of his skin. He was almost there, almost to the room where he would lose his virginity, where the burly, fatherly, studly polar bear was going to take care of him and help him experience one of the carnal rites of adulthood, where he was going to submit himself to Kane, where he was going to have another man inside him for the first time...

The otter's arousal was fully erect by now, and it twitched as it pressed against the inside of his gym shorts.

821, 823--

Austin's feet had carried him to the very end of the hallway, and he came to a stop in front of 825: Kane's room.

The polar bear had hung a "Do Not Disturb" sign from the door handle, but the otter knew that it didn't apply to him.

Despite his pulse banging loudly in his ears and the anticipation making his mouth dry and his limbs shake ever so slightly, Austin reached up with a closed fist...and quickly knocked twice on the door.

He waited...and waited...

Heavy, muffled footsteps sounded on the other side of the door, and Austin could hear them getting nearer...and nearer...

He heard the latch slide back.

The door pulled open.

And just like dew evaporating in morning sunlight, Austin's nerves disappeared the second he saw Kane standing in the doorway; the older man was wearing nothing but a resort bathrobe and a pleased smile as he gazed down at the otter. And through the thin terry cloth of the polar bear's loosely-secured robe, Austin could make out the prominent silhouette of Kane's chubbing cock hanging heavily between his legs.

Austin grinned up at the polar bear. "Hi."

Kane smirked seductively back at him. "Hi. Want to come in?"

The otter nodded, and Kane stepped back and to the side to admit him.

As Austin entered, he realized that Kane must be staying in one of the hotel's premier suites; while the polar bear's accommodations weren't as large as the executive suite that his family was staying in up on the 16th floor, they were no less upscale in their furnishings and decor. In addition to a full kitchen complete with white granite countertops and stainless steel appliances, the main living space had been tastefully styled with monsteras and snake plants in sleek vases, a glass coffee table, a stylish leather and wood recliner, and a low, chic couch. The black, industrial-style sliding barn door had been pulled back to the side, revealing the opulent bedroom--complete with a plush, king-sized bed--that had been decorated in soothing shades of green, gray, blue, and white. Austin caught a glimpse of the ensuite bathroom, which had been styled with tasteful jade green tiles and a glass enclosure around the spacious steam shower and oversized bathtub. But the feature that truly caught the otter's attention--and which put Kane's suite head and shoulders above his family's own accommodations--was the open, glass and steel garage door that led to the wide balcony off of the living room. Lights embedded in the balcony's railing softly illuminated the outdoor space and the patio furniture that had been placed out there, and Austin could see that Kane had a perfect view of the pool, tennis and basketball courts, and golf course clubhouse below; even though the night was dark, he knew that the polar bear would also have a prime vantage point of the mountains in the distance

While the inviting balcony drew Austin's eye, he couldn't help but notice that the lights in Kane's suite were low, creating a cozy and intimate atmosphere, which was further enhanced by the relaxing synthwave music playing at a low volume on Kane's wall-mounted flatscreen.

"Woooow," Austin said as Kane closed the door behind him. He walked to the center of the living space and cast his gaze around the suite once more, taking it all in. "This is really nice."

"Heh, thanks," the polar bear said while he maneuvered himself to stand behind the otter. He laid his palms on Austin's shoulders, gently holding the boy by his collarbone, and he pulled backwards, intimately drawing Austin in close enough for the smaller otter's back to rest against his keglike stomach.

Austin smiled in delight as Kane wrapped his arms around his chest, tenderly embracing him from behind; the otter raised his hands to hold onto the polar bear's meaty forearms, and he felt Kane's belly subtly expand and contract against his back in time with the older man's breathing...while the bulge of Kane's member pressed against Austin's rump.

The two of them stood like that for a moment, simply happy to be in one another's company, before Kane leaned down and slowly planted a series of soft smooches along the side of Austin's neck; the otter sighed happily and nuzzled further back into Kane as the polar bear's lips caressed his throat...although his happy sigh turned into an involuntary chirp when Kane moved up to nibble on his ear. Austin couldn't help but squeal and squirm at the polar bear's teeth and breath delicately tickling the sensitive spot, but Kane held him tightly, preventing him from going anywhere. He kept up the treatment, even going so far as to roughly lick Austin's ear and elicit an audible gasp and a spasm from the otter, before he eventually relented.

"Before we get down to it," Kane crooned breathily in Austin's ear, which sent shivers up the boy's spine, "can I get you any water or anything?"

Austin shook his head. "Uh-uh...the only thing I want," he said as he wriggled around in Kane's embrace, until he faced the polar bear standing so close to him, "is right here, Dad."

Kane smirked down at him with half-lidded eyes. "Likewise, son."

Austin rolled up onto his tiptoes, and Kane leaned down, meeting him halfway--their lips connected in a kiss, and remained locked together as Kane hunched over a little further to allow Austin to settle back down on his feet.

Eyes closed, hearts skipped beats, and breath became hot and heavy between them. They stayed standing together, simply kissing, huffing into each others' mouths, their tongues lapping against one another as they traded saliva. Austin moaned, and Kane growled in reply. Kane gently bit the otter's lip, and Austin answered by suckling on the polar bear's tongue, enticing Kane to invade his muzzle further and claim it as his property.

As stomachs leaned into one another and legs began to entwine, crotches also pressed against each other; Austin's stiff arousal poked into Kane's plump, lemon-sized balls, while the polar bear's slowly swelling member formed a sizeable lump against the otter's groin.

Then Kane's hands drifted from Austin's shoulders, along the small of his back, needily pressing the otter even closer to the polar bear, as if trying to merge their bodies together, before tracing down to his waist, firmly grabbing the slender boy by the hips...and then his large paws snuck around to Austin's taut ass and squeezed his cheeks through his gym shorts.

Austin huffed again, and the heat continued to rise in his face; he'd held his hands on Kane's firm and ample chest, his palms resting on the terry cloth of the polar bear's bathrobe. But now his hands began to do some exploring of their own. First they reached up, seeking out Kane's jaw and cupping the sides of his face, desperate to hold the polar bear in place to maintain the passionate kiss he and Austin shared. They then sank downward, past Kane's chest and over his stomach as they pushed into his bathrobe. Austin relished the feeling of Kane's fur under his hands, the unobstructed contact between their bodies as he held onto the larger man's musclegut, and he worshiped the power that Kane commanded with his sheer mass. The otter slid his hands around the polar bear's midriff, encircling his waist just above the sash that just barely kept the garment in place. As Kane began kneading his ass like dough, Austin raked his fingers through Kane's fur, savoring the warmth and comforting texture of his white coat.

They kept kissing, the shorter, slimmer, younger boy and the taller, heavyset, older man--for Austin, there was no concern about the fact that he'd snuck out of his family's suite so late at night, there was no concern that he was having a midnight rendezvous with a man more than twice his age, and all of his fears about being good enough for the polar bear were forgotten. All of that had been supplanted by his confidence in the fact that he knew this was where he was supposed to be: in Kane's room, in Kane's arms, kissing him, eagerly offering himself to the polar bear like a virgin sacrifice to a god of carnal pleasure.

Kane growled again and Austin whimpered, and the lustful fire in the otter's gut blazed higher and higher as he and the polar bear twisted their muzzles from side to side in a dance as they vigorously made out with abandon, panting now as they practically mauled each others' mouths with their tongues and teeth.

It didn't take long for their hands to automatically take the next steps for them. Kane's paws rose from Austin's cheeks to grasp his waistband, and the polar bear pulled down. Austin's gym shorts slid over his waist under the polar bear's power, down his thighs and tail, until...

"Mmf," Austin softly moaned as his hard cock sprang free of his shorts, bobbing from the tension that had suddenly been released.

Kane snickered and continued to pull down, until Austin's waistband was at his knees; the polar bear then let go, allowing gravity to do the rest of the work, and the black gym shorts dropped to the otter's ankles.

As the now-bottomless Austin mindlessly stepped out of his shorts and kicked them away, he continued kissing Kane and his hands went for the sash around the polar bear's waist. His fingers fiddled with the knot at first, blindly searching for a weak spot where he could dig a finger in and pull the sash apart...it took a few fumbling tries, but soon Austin was untying the cloth belt, and the flaps of Kane's robe hung open. His entire front was exposed between the lengths of terry cloth that hung from his shoulders, from his solid chest, punctuated by his hard nipples, and overhanging stomach down to his groin and his hefty, semi-erect member that hung down under its own weight and still pressed into Austin's pelvis.

Still kissing the polar bear and moaning into his mouth, Austin reached up, dragging his hands along Kane's hips, navel, abdomen, pectorals, and all the way up to his shoulders, where he began pushing the robe off of the older man's thick, strong arms.

Kane's paws roughly groped Austin's bare ass, pulling the boy's cheeks apart and clenching them tightly, before they crept up under the boy's tank top, rubbing over his lower back and stomach; the polar bear lightly fingered the otter's belly button, squeezed his hips, and began dragging the hem of Austin's shirt upwards to expose his torso.

In return, Austin pushed Kane's robe further and further down his arms, causing the thin terry cloth to slip off of the polar bear's broad, muscled shoulders and down his back, exposing his upper torso.

As Kane's tongue filled Austin's mouth and advanced towards his throat, the polar bear's hands worked the otter's shirt further up over his chest. Kane grunted into Austin's muzzle while he paused for a moment to indulge in pinching, tweaking, and flicking the boy's nipples. Austin squirmed and huffed into Kane's mouth at the stimulation, and the polar bear growled softly, pleased with the otter's reaction, before he resumed his journey, pushing the hem of the tank top towards his armpits...until Austin got the hint, and he raised his arms to let Kane drag his last piece of clothing off him completely. Kane tossed the empty shirt onto the nearby sofa; meanwhile, the sleeves of his bathrobe hung on his elbows, making the garment resemble an ill-fitting toga. He carelessly shrugged out of the robe, letting it fall to his feet in a pile that he forgot about as soon as it hit the floor.

Now both completely naked, Kane and Austin hugged each other close, and the passion of their kiss grew more fervent, more frenzied and impatient. They swayed back and forth as one on the spot, still standing in the middle of the suite's living space. Kane aggressively snarled and nearly engulfed Austin's face in his muzzle while his tongue lashed over the otter's palates, teeth, and the insides of his cheeks. Austin moaned as he reached around to Kane's upper back and clutched his shoulders tightly, conveying his need for the older man by how desperately he hung on; he forced his lips even harder against Kane's and swirled his tongue around the polar bear's as he greedily swallowed every drop of spit that Kane fed into his mouth. Quick, gasping breaths morphed into labored panting. Hips gyrated energetically against one another as Kane and Austin unconsciously thrust into each other, driven by their mutual arousal. Kane's paws traversed every inch of Austin's body they could reach, groping over the boy's obliques, glutes, pecs, biceps, back, and the base of his thick tail...before at last wedging down between the two bodies and smothering Austin's cock and balls in his grip. The otter's erection quivered and throbbed in Kane's hands as the polar bear squeezed his balls up against the underside of his stiff shaft. It was a teasing display of dominance, a demonstration of Kane's control--a reminder of who Daddy was.

"Uungff!" Austin grunted, panting.

Kane at last broke the kiss, but he stayed hunched over to press his forehead against Austin's, to keep the otter as close to him as possible. They both opened their eyes and gazed at each other--Kane's blue irises staring deeply into Austin's hazel eyes--as they licked their lips and caught their breath for a moment.

"Hmmm, just a little eager, are we?" Kane huffed provocatively, keeping his grip on Austin's genitals tight.

"Aah...heh, just a bit," Austin snickered back while he kept his arms wrapped around the bulky polar bear's frame.

"Is that so? Well, I think I've got something you've been waiting for."

With one more smooch on Austin's lips, Kane released his hold on the otter's cock and balls...before he stepped back...and eased comfortably into the elegant leather and wood recliner. The polar bear intentionally spread his legs wide, showing off his manhood; his balls settled between his thighs, while his girthy, dark gray, blunt cock--not quite stiff enough to stand on its own just yet--hung down under its own weight, his cockhead still sheathed in his foreskin, save for the visible portion of his fat glans and meatus in the fleshy pocket's taut, round opening.

Kane lifted his hand and seductively wriggled a finger, motioning Austin forward, summoning him.

The otter needed no further invitation. Austin crouched down onto his hands and knees and began crawling across the floor, closing the distance between himself and the polar bear, until he took up his position directly between Kane's spread legs.

"There's my boy," Kane rumbled approvingly as Austin obediently rested his hands on his waist and thighs. "He knows--mmf," the polar bear grunted when Austin kissed the tip of his cock and teasingly slid his tongue into his foreskin, "just what Daddy needs."

Austin moaned in agreement as he softly slurped on the head of Kane's member. He subtly bobbed his head back and forth while he took the polar bear's rotund cockhead into his mouth and nursed on it. His tongue swirled around the outer rim of Kane's foreskin before slipping in again, wetly worming into the tight space of the fleshy sheath that hugged the polar bear's thick glans. Austin dragged his tongue around the blunt, rounded cockhead, taking his time to tease the sensitive ridge that was the corona of Kane's glans and dip down to his frenulum, before lewdly lapping over the polar bear's meatus, where a bead of pre had already begun to form. The silky, sticky fluid was the perfect combination of musky and sweet on Austin's tongue, and he eagerly licked up the additional pearls that Kane produced for him.

The otter repeated this routine a few more times, dragging out the pleasurable treatment and earning a fair share of satisfied huffs and growls from the polar bear sitting in the chair before him...until Austin eased back and began gently nibbling the sensitive opening of Kane's foreskin, worrying the thin layer of flesh and nerves between his teeth.

"Ooooh, that's good, son," Kane rumbled as he leaned back contentedly in his chair. "That's real fucking good..."

Austin gazed up while he continued chewing on Kane's foreskin, rolling it between his incisors and flicking it with his tongue as he made eye contact with the polar bear--Kane's cock twitched, and the older man smiled back down at him, looking almost dizzy with pleasure.

The otter smirked smugly around the foreskin clamped between his jaws...before he released it and pushed his face into Kane's testicles. He inhaled deeply and licked over the plump orbs, huffing their musk and tasting their delectably pungent flavors. He lapped at the right, then the left, back and forth, before he opened his mouth and sucked in Kane's left cub-maker. The polar bear's testicle was large enough to fill his mouth, and Austin suckled on the nut like it was a candy jawbreaker. As he slathered his catch with his saliva, Austin pulled back slightly, stretching Kane's scrotum as he did so.

"Oooo-ooooh, yeah, Austin," Kane grunted--his cock twitched and stiffened further, getting closer to full mast.

Austin released the pressure in his mouth, allowing Kane's ball to pop out past his lips. The older man grunted at the sudden slack in his nut, then huffed again when Austin immediately engulfed his right testicle in his muzzle; the boy repeated his ministrations, sucking the plump gonad like he was slurping out a particularly large and juicy oyster from its shell, and drawing back to increase the tension on Kane's spermatic cord...before he ultimately let go and buried his face in Kane's crotch to huff more of his musk and drag his tongue across the base of the girthy shaft protruding from his groin.

"Aw, fuck, kiddo," Kane growled blissfully as Austin began kissing and licking up along his stiffening length; the otter's hands also crept down between the polar bear's legs and began massaging and rubbing his testicles, gently pulling and squeezing them and eliciting even more rumbles of satisfaction from the naked, burly man in the chair.

While his hands kept working Kane's nuts, Austin's tongue slid back and forth across the broad underside of Kane's meaty cock, lapping at the buttery, smooth skin. As he worked his way upward, Austin could feel the polar bear's arousal growing; when Kane had first sat down, his cock had flopped heavily between his legs, engorged but still too flaccid to support its own weight. But now, like a beast fully awakening from its slumber, it rose taller and taller with every pump of the polar bear's excited heartbeat. The club-like pole solidified further as it swelled, the prominent vein on the side of Kane's shaft bulging as it delivered more hot blood to his growing erection. Austin zealously worshiped the polar bear's rising manhood with his tongue, slathering all 10 and a half inches of silky, dark gray flesh with saliva, before he nuzzled it with his cheeks, rubbing the sides of his face against the beefy pillar of masculinity, as if trying to mark himself with Kane's scent.

Kane chuckled. "Heh, you love Daddy's cock, don't you, son."

"Yes sir," Austin grunted.

The polar bear reached down and gripped the base of his shaft; he wagged his cock back and forth, wielding it like a mace to repeatedly smack the otter's left cheek.

"You're Daddy's little cocksucker, aren't you," Kane stated as he pistol-whipped the boy in front of him.

"Mmhmm!"

"You like getting slapped around by your papa bear like this?"

"Yes sir!"

"Yeah, you do. That's how I raised you--you'll do anything to get Daddy's cock in your mouth, huh." Kane reached with his free hand to hold the top of Austin's head in place; he shifted in his seat, and he switched to smacking the otter's right cheek with his cock, beating it hard against Austin's face. "Where's a boy's purpose, son?"

"To worship Daddy's dick," Austin responded hazily, loving being on his knees as the polar bear brazenly flaunted his power in such a degrading way; being bossed around and shown his place by a real man was making the boy's member throb between his legs, and Austin's excitement was heightened even more by the fact that every time Kane's spit-shined cock connected with his cheek, his own saliva clung to his fur.

"That's right--a boy's sole purpose in life is to be his Daddy's little cockslut," Kane rumbled while he kept slapping Austin's cheek with his dick. "Whether you use your mouth or your ass, that's up to Daddy...and you'll enjoy it either way, because that's how I raised you, isn't it, son."

"Yes, Daddy."

"Damn right, son...now open that mouth."

Austin complied, letting his jaw hang open and his tongue roll out of his muzzle. Kane tugged his head backwards slightly, tilting it up to the perfect position so he could now slap his cock on the otter's tongue with a wet plat-plat-plat-plat...

"Mmm, soft fucking boy tongue, just the way Daddy likes it," Kane growled while he wagged his stiff, blunt member up and down on top of the warm, moist pad of muscle.

Austin held still, savoring the sensation of having his tongue smacked by the polar bear's hefty member, and he gazed up at Kane pleadingly, adoringly, longingly.

Kane chuckled. "And I know you love the taste of Daddy's cock; I can see it in your eyes. You were born to suck dick, and you're so hungry for it...you need it in your mouth, filling your throat...I could tell how much you love it by how you were getting into my foreskin. You were rooting around there, trying to taste as much of Daddy's manhood as you could get...you want to suck my cock, son?"

"Uh-huh!" Austin panted.

"Heh, then have at it, kiddo," Kane said before he slapped his dick down onto Austin's tongue one last time and shoved the otter's head down along his turgid shaft.

Austin gagged and spluttered as Kane forcibly pushed him down face-first into his groin, impaling the otter's muzzle on his cock; Kane's stiff, inflated glans pummeled past Austin's tonsils, and the boy felt every centimeter of the polar bear's beefy length slide over his tongue, stretch his jaw wide, and plunge into his throat.

"Glrk! Hrk!" Austin wheezed around the thick, throbbing column that was filling his esophagus, cutting off his air supply.

"Yeah, that's it, son...Daddy's dick belongs in your throat," Kane growled, holding Austin's head firmly in place. "Fuck, it feels good in there...hold it for just a little more..."

Austin did the best that he could for a handful of seconds...but he was on the verge of vomiting, and he wriggled and struggled in Kane's grasp for a moment, until--

"Good boy," Kane grunted as he dragged Austin's head back, pulling his cock out of the otter's throat and letting him up for air.

Austin coughed and gasped with the head of Kane's member still in his mouth; his gag reflex settled as he caught his breath, but Kane didn't give him much time to recover--before Austin knew it, Kane's heavy hand was forcing his head back down, but this time just to the halfway point of the polar bear's thick shaft. Austin's jaw stretched around the blunt torpedo that pressed down on his tongue, but this time, with a more manageable amount of Kane's cock in his mouth, the otter began to suck and slurp more easily on the older man's arousal. Kane's hand lifted slightly, allowing the boy more room to bob his head up and down; saliva flowed naturally from the the boy's mouth, adding even more lubrication, and Austin's tongue and lips smoothly glided along the throbbing shaft.

Glulk, glulk, glulk, glulk...

Austin settled into a sedate rhythm, occasionally twisting his head and swirling his tongue around Kane's glans and into his foreskin. His intent wasn't to work the polar bear to the edge, but simply to tease, to entice Kane to want more, and to get his cock as wet as possible--plenty more drool spilled out from between Austin's lips and dribbled down along the bulging column of flesh, and he moaned in pleasure as he continued suckling and nursing on Kane's manhood.

"Mmm, there we go, nice and easy," Kane sighed appreciatively. "No need to hurry...just keep sucking Daddy's cock like that...fuck, Austin..."

"Mmmm," the otter moaned softly in reply.

Glulk, glulk, glulk, glulk...

Over the course of another 10 minutes, Austin remained on his knees in front of Kane, never altering his pace; his head rose and fell in languid strokes along the polar bear's length, he inhaled Kane's natural body odor, the scents of stone, salt, charcoal, spice, and musk putting him so wonderfully at ease...Austin kept going, simply content in orally servicing the older man in the chair. He lapped over the smooth, warm skin, he curled his tongue around Kane's cockhead and wormed into his foreskin again and again, he alternated between sucking with higher and lower pressure, and his hands resumed massaging and caressing Kane's testicles; Kane, in return, affectionately patted and stroked the top of Austin's head.

"Atta boy...you look so perfect with Dad's dick in your mouth...mmmf, that's the spot, right there...keep going, kiddo...fuck, that mouth is heaven," the polar bear huffed and grunted throughout the otter's treatment.

Glulk, glulk, glulk, glulk...

Kane sat back in his seat, intermittently groaning with pleasure while Austin happily carried on orally servicing him like a whore being paid by the hour, until...

The polar bear eventually stirred in his chair and looked down at Austin once more, a satisfied smile on his face.

"Ooooh, I could just have you blow me all night long," Kane sighed while the otter continued lazily bobbing his head up and down along his shaft. He reached down and cupped the side of Austin's face. "I taught you how to suck cock real good, didn't I?"

"Mmhmm," Austin moaned agreeably.

"Damn right I did," Kane chuckled proudly. "My boy's a perfect little cocksucker...but I think it's time you're ready for something else."

Austin's heart stopped for a fraction of a second--was Kane going to fuck him now?

His hole quivered and he grinned excitedly around the polar bear's dick still in his mouth.

"Do you want to do more?" Kane asked, his eyes on the otter.

Austin nodded eagerly before he drew his head back--Kane's cockhead audibly popped out of his mouth, and he licked his lips before he replied, "Yes sir!"

"Atta boy," Kane said fondly.

"Heh...so, how do we want to do this?" Austin asked.

Kane snickered. "Well, I have a feeling you'd be happy for me to just bend you over right here and now and blow your back out...but I've got something else in mind, get us started nice and easy."

Austin raised his eyebrows, intrigued.

The polar bear patted his thighs. "Come up here, son."

Austin didn't hesitate at the invitation; he clambered up into the older man's lap so that they were both in the recliner now, with the otter facing Kane and straddling his hips. His knees and shins rested on the leather cushioned seat of the recliner, while his feet dangled off the edges of the chair; his arms draped over Kane's shoulders and around his thick neck. Their stomachs connected and Austin's stiff cock settled against the polar bear's lower belly and navel while he settled down into the crook just above the burly man's cock. Austin could feel Kane's erection against his rump, and he squirmed a little to tease the polar bear with his taut cheeks.

"Mm, there's my little rudderbutt," Kane growled as he reached down to roughly grab and knead Austin's ass.

Austin giggled before he met Kane in another kiss. He embraced the polar bear and, driven by passion, gyrated his hips to thrust his cock against the firm but forgiving white-furred stomach under him. As Kane fondled and groped his cheeks, he began subtly humping upwards, pumping his erection up and down along the cleft of Austin's ass and under his tail. The recliner held them both as they moved against each other; they moaned and pressed their bodies together, they huffed heavily and lost themselves to their mutual lust...until they eventually broke the kiss again, with Austin leaning back, simply taking his time to admire the sight of Kane before him.

The polar bear gazed back at the otter, the unbridled desire obvious in his hungry blue eyes.

"How're you feeling?" Kane asked.

Austin smiled, touched that the polar bear was still concerned about him, about whether he was comfortable. "Really good...glad we could do this...and really glad I'm doing this with you."

"Good! Me too, kiddo."

"So...if you're not going to fuck me stupid, what'd you have in mind?" Austin prompted.

"Oh, I'd say 'I'm not going to fuck you stupid yet,'" the polar bear emphasized with a chuckle. "But I wanted to see if you're game for something else first." He clenched his hands on Austin's ass again as he continued, "I know you want to lose your anal virginity, and I'd still love to take it for you, but how'd you like to try fucking an ass first?"

Austin paused, taken aback by the unexpected question. "You mean topping someone? I...I don't know...I'd never really thought about it before," he admitted.

"Because it doesn't appeal to you?" Kane asked.

"No, no, it does!" Austin says adamantly. "It really does, I think it would be really hot to fuck a guy, but I guess...I think I just kind of naturally thought being more...submissive meant bottoming," the young otter reasoned.

"Well, there are submissive service tops out there," Kane pointed out. "Being a top doesn't always mean you're dominant, especially if you've got a guy who's more of a power bottom and takes the lead."

"True," Austin conceded. He paused again, pursing his lips in thought. "I mean, thinking about it now...yeah, I'd like to at least try topping a guy, just to see if I like it."

Kane waggled his eyebrows suggestively.

Austin's gut lurched when he realized what the polar bear was implying, and the heat rose in his cheeks.

"W-wait, you...yours? Y-you mean you'd let me top you?"

Kane nodded.

"A-are you sure? I mean, you don't think it'd be weird to have a smaller guy like me fucking you, or--"

The polar bear waved his concerns away. "Size doesn't have anything to do with it...well, I shouldn't say that, I do think it'd be pretty hot to get railed by a guy your size, boy," he clarified with a wink. "But I mean that it shouldn't be an obstacle to you topping. And if being on top is something you'd like to try out, then now's the perfect opportunity to learn how--there's only so much you can do with humping a pillow or using a toy, you've got to try the real deal sometime."

Austin felt like his eyes were going to pop out of his head; he couldn't believe what he was hearing, what Kane was leading up to. "And you're sure you're okay with it? Like, you're really up for letting me--"

"It's not about letting you do this," Kane stressed. He lifted his right hand from Austin's ass and used it to cup the otter's chin, to encourage the boy to maintain eye contact with him, to make Austin see the genuine sincerity in his gaze. "I want you to fuck me. I want you to feel how amazing it is to breed a man's ass, and I want to be the first ass you fuck, even if it turns out to be something you don't really like; I'm here for you, to help you explore and figure yourself out, and what kind of dad would I be if my son's first fuck wasn't on me? A dad's job is to teach his son how to be a man, and that includes how to be a good lay whether he's topping or bottoming; I want to teach my son how to fuck as well as how to get fucked."

Austin's heart swelled as Kane spoke, and his arousal throbbed even harder against the polar bear's stomach--he beamed, beyond grateful, and he felt like he could just explode from happiness. It was all he could do to hold back from throwing himself at Kane with another impassioned, open-mouthed kiss. "I...thank you, Dad!"

The polar bear grinned. "And if you're not feeling it, we can stop anytime, too, no questions asked...but that's a yes?"

"That's a 'fuck yes, absolutely,'" Austin said in a rush before he couldn't restrain himself any longer, and he smooched the polar bear on the lips. "So, how do you want to start?"

"Mm, good boy...heh, well, first I want to get an idea of your technique," Kane replied. He brought his left hand up from where it had been cupping Austin's butt, and he held it on the hill of his stomach, curling his fist to create an empty tunnel just above the tip of the otter's erection, while his right hand settled on Austin's hip. "Why don't you show me what you can do with my hand first, and then we can go from there?"

"Yes sir!" Austin snapped into action, readjusting so he could better hold onto the polar bear's strong shoulders, before he immediately rolled his hips forward to push his cock into the pocket of Kane's semi-closed fist.

His dick slid into the polar bear's paw effortlessly; Kane had created a tight circle with his fingers and palm, but it was still large enough for Austin to easily penetrate with just the right amount of stimulating friction. The boy's member glided under and against the insides of Kane's curled fingers and over the wide bump of his thumb, before the underside of Austin's shaft rubbed on top of the older man's belly fur.

"Mmf!" Austin rammed his cock into the space that Kane had created, hilting himself in the polar bear's hand, before he pulled back...and surged forward again...and again, and again, and again, his hips pistoning back and forth faster on their own to plunge his stiff, throbbing erection in and out of Kane's fist.

Kane's right hand continued to hold Austin's waist, maintaining their intimate connection as the boy continued using the older man's hand like a mounted fleshlight. Austin's balls dragged back and forth along Kane's stomach, further stimulating him as he thrust in-out-in-out-in-out. The recliner rocked back and forth as it held the two of them, with Kane gazing up at Austin, watching him, and Austin alternately closing his eyes in carnal bliss and looking down at Kane while he kept humping into his fist.

The variety of textures, the warmth of Kane's palm, the tightness of his grip, the fact that the older man was letting him fuck his hand like this before he was then going to let Austin fuck his ass, the fact that he was going to allow Austin to penetrate him so intimately, that he was going to train him how to fuck a man properly...it was all driving the otter wild. His libido took over, urging him to go faster and faster.

Fap-fap-fap-fap-fap-fap...

"Ungh! Ungh! Mmf!" Austin grunted and groaned as he began grinding into Kane's hand vigorously, thoughtlessly humping at a frenetic pace.

He wanted to please Kane, to show him that he could go rough and hard, to prove to his father figure that he was worthy of fucking him.

And on a more basic, purely instinctive level, it just felt so good to thrust into Kane's hand like this--it was almost like the handjob that the polar bear had first given him in the spa's steam room, but even better. Austin carried on for a couple of minutes, automatically thrusting as quickly and as powerfully as he could muster. He held on tight to Kane's shoulders for leverage as he hilted himself again and again in the polar bear's hand. The familiar heat and pressure began to bubble up in his loins, and he could imagine his cum splattering all over the older man's belly and chest, could imagine himself painting Kane's insides with his load...

"Heh, easy there, kiddo," Kane rumbled kindly, gradually tightening his grip on Austin's cock with his left hand while at the same time he pressed with his right hand to steady the vigorously thrusting otter.

"Huh? Oh! Oh, sorry," Austin murmured as he realized what Kane was doing; his pace diminished from his rapid humping to a halt, and the recliner's rocking came to a standstill.

"Sorry," Austin mumbled again abashedly.

"No, no, it's okay, nothing to be ashamed about," Kane told him soothingly. He softly rubbed the tip of his thumb over Austin's cockhead, the boy's member still in his closed fist. "I could feel you were getting a little carried away there."

"Heh, yeah."

"It's alright; we just need to refine your technique a little bit. I do like it rough, and it feels like you've got that part down, but I want to make sure you know how to take it slow. Don't want you going too hard on someone right out the gate, kiddo," Kane explained, continuing to rub the otter's glans with his thumb--he used just enough pressure to lightly tease the sensitive, fleshy dome, and the leathery pad of his thumb gently pulled on Austin's meatus as it slid back and forth over the urethral opening. "With fucking--really good fucking--there's a build up; don't go full throttle from the start, take a little time to go slow and make the guy beg for more. Let him work your dick, too; a good bottom knows how to milk you while you're breeding him, and you can take a while just teasing each other. It's not all about getting off, it's about enjoying the ride. Make sense?"

Austin nodded. "I think so."

The polar bear grinned at him. "Here, let me show you."

"Oh!" Austin grunted in surprise when Kane's hips slowly but confidently rose under him, lifting him up a few inches.

The topside of Kane's blunt, girthy cock slid between the otter's ass cheeks, hot dogging them--Austin could feel the heat radiating from the polar bear's thick shaft against his back door, and he shivered at the thrill that rushed through him...before Kane lowered his hips again, settling back down into his recliner with the smaller otter on top of him.

"Easy at first," Kane said as he methodically humped upward again. "I'm just taking my time, there's no need to hurry."

"Ah...mmf," Austin grunted--the polar bear moved smoothly under him, gently pumping his legs to raise his hips and lower them again in a smooth, even flow. It didn't even feel like Kane was making a conscious effort to thrust at such a slow pace, he was just naturally gyrating under Austin with no sense of urgency behind his motions.

And Austin rose and fell with Kane's humping, the older man easily lifting him and lowering him with every push and withdrawal--the otter grinned, undeniably thrilled by how awe-inspiring and arousing it was to be riding a gentle giant like the burly polar bear.

"How's that for you?" Kane asked, still lazily thrusting between the boy's ass cheeks. "Enjoying it?"

"Heh, yeah, this is...really hot, actually," Austin admitted.

"Good! It is for me, too; I'm not in a rush, but I can still make you feel good, see?"

"Uh-huh!"

As Kane kept going, Austin found himself naturally moving in time with the larger polar bear's demonstrative thrusting, working his hips to grind back against Kane's cock sliding up and down along the cleft of his ass. He could feel the broad, fleshy pole parting his cheeks, sliding smoothly over his fur; the topside of Kane's foreskin-covered cockhead rubbed up from his taint and along the valley between his glutes, leading the way for the rest of his bulging shaft to follow and fill Austin's rump like a sausage sliding into a tight bun...until, just after the apex of the polar bear's thrust, it withdrew along the same path, descending back down...before Kane's next methodical thrust.

Austin's cock throbbed as Kane's hand was still holding it, and a deep-seated ache filled his gut, a primal hunger that could only be satiated by one thing--but he'd have to wait, he'd have to complete Kane's lesson first before the older man would take his virginity.

The otter's natural grinding against the polar bear's arousal became more energetic, more pronounced.

"Heh, you're getting it, rocking with me, that's perfect," Kane observed, still humping at his same calm pace with the even precision of a well-oiled machine. "And this is just how we'd be starting off--when I first get inside you, it's a little slow going, but I'm making more of a connection with you...body and soul...working you open and letting you close again, making sure you feel every inch of me at first...taking it easy and making you want more..."

As if in response, Austin's puckered hole quivered and clenched on its own while the otter continued grinding on top of the polar bear.

Kane snickered at the muscle contraction against his cock. "Hehe, I felt that. See, that's your body naturally begging me to go faster, to breed you hard. And a top is going to want to hear you say it, too."

Austin knew exactly what the polar bear was telling him to do. "M-more, Daddy," he whimpered needily.

"What's the magic word, son?"

"...Please."

"Atta boy. Now we can start speeding up and going a little rougher," Kane growled just as he started increasing the pace of his thrusting; where before he had been going at the same pace as a horse slowly walking through a pasture, he was now up to a medium trot.

The polar bear's hips bucked Austin up and down more quickly now as he continued hot dogging the otter's ass, and Austin held on for the ride, still grinding back against Kane's pumping cock.

"Now how's that?" Kane growled.

"Ah! Mm, love it!" Austin grunted at the sensation of Kane's member thrusting swiftly between his cheeks.

"Yeah, and it's even better since we started slow, right?"

"Mmhmm!"

Austin's ass clenched again, hungry for the cock that was rubbing over his rump, and he squirmed against the polar bear humping up and down and up and down. All the while, the otter's cock twitched and flexed in Kane's grip, and his balls bounced with the movement of Kane's groin and belly.

The recliner began rocking back and forth again, adding to the momentum of Kane's thrusting and Austin's grinding.

"And you can go even faster than that," Kane noted while he continued humping, his legs and hips working quickly. "You can keep working your way up to grind harder and get into a good rhythm...really get into fucking...see what I mean?"

"Oh yeah, this is...so fucking good," Austin moaned.

"Heh, yeah, you're getting it," Kane rumbled approvingly. He carried on for another minute, continuing his demonstration, before he began to slow again...gradually taking the pace back down...until he settled to a stop again. His chest and belly rose and fell, hurriedly at first, but soon returning to an even rhythm as he caught his breath.

Kane looked up at Austin, whose grinding had also come to a halt, and the otter looked back down at him.

"Now, that's all just a part of fucking, getting your pace right," Kane said, continuing his lesson. "The other big part of it is more about that give and take between you and the guy you're topping. Like this...imagine my hand is the inside of my ass," he instructed as he renewed his grip on Austin's cock, eliciting a soft grunt from the boy straddling his waist.

"I can squeeze on you like this, milking your dick," Kane went on; he clenched his fingers and relaxed in brief pulses, simulating the muscle contractions of his sphincter. "Feels good, doesn't it?"

"Uh-huh."

"And I've got all these textures in there; it's a lot smoother and wetter, but you're going to feel bumps and ridges and folds, all kinds of things. I'm going to be giving you a lot of good sensations, make you feel a lot of pleasure...and you need to give me some in return, right?"

Austin nodded.

"So let me squeeze on you, and enjoy those feelings, but take your time filling me...pulling out of me," Kane continued, manually drawing his hand back from the otter's cock, his palm and fingers rubbing over the sensitive member, until only Austin's cockhead remained inside the tunnel of the polar bear's fist. "And leave me hungry and craving you." Kane squeezed his hand again around Austin's glans.

"Mmm...tease you a little," Austin offered.

"Exactly." Kane pushed his hand forward again, covering Austin's cock completely once more. "Now, try again, show me what you learned."

The otter smirked, confident now that he'd learned better under the polar bear's tutelage. If Kane wanted Austin to make him beg, then the boy would use his newly-acquired skills to get the older man pleading for his dick.

"Heh, yes sir," Austin said smugly as he rolled his hips back, withdrawing his stiff cock completely from Kane's curled fist--as he pulled back, he still felt the polar bear's erection firmly against his rump, bending slightly with the motion of his hips.

He moved deliberately, concentrating on taking his time now; first, Austin pushed his hips forward again, but he didn't insert himself into the polar bear's waiting paw. Instead, Austin guided his member to glide up, over the backside of Kane's hand, imagining it to be the cleft of the older man's ass.

"Oooh, good start there," Kane chuckled, pleased.

Encouraged, Austin kept pushing cock forward, until the base of his shaft butted up against Kane's first knuckle. Then he withdrew halfway, then slowly thrust forward again, envisioning himself hot dogging the polar bear's rump now. The otter pushed back and forth with his hips, sliding the underside of his cock up and down along the back of Kane's hand.

He kept his gaze downward as carried on for a little while longer, watching his turgid shaft glide over Kane's hand, before he chanced a glance up at the polar bear's face--Kane was watching him, an amused smile on his lips.

Austin winked at him before he took his next step: The otter pulled back again, enough for his cock to rest on the incline of the polar bear's white-furred stomach, and then edged forward...just to the point of his cockhead making contact with the outer edge of Kane's semi-closed fist. Austin reached down with his right hand to hold the base of his cock, and he then began guiding it around the circle of Kane's curled pinkie finger and the heel of his palm, effectively dragging his cockhead around the rim of the polar bear's improvised ass.

Kane snickered as he clenched and opened his fist, simulating the quivering spasm of a hungry hole. "Mm, creative, son...that's the way to do it."

"Yeah? You like being teased like this, Dad?" Austin heard himself asking.

"Very much."

Austin continued circling the rim of Kane's fist, smearing a small bead of pre along the edge of his palm. "Well, maybe I shouldn't tease you too long, I think you want your son's dick in you, don't you."

"Heh, yes please," the polar bear rumbled.

"Mmhmm...like this?" Austin asked facetiously as he slowly dipped just the head of his cock into Kane's fist...before he slid back out.

"Oooh, you tease," Kane growled playfully.

"Just doing what my Dad taught me," Austin smirked as he dipped his cockhead in and out again.

"I don't think I taught you this," the polar bear chuckled.

"Yeah you did--a little give and take. Just a little," the otter craftily emphasized with another quick dip in and out of Kane's fist.

"Heh, that's not what I meant, boy, but I like the way you think."

"Yeah?"

"Mmhmm. Got me wanting that boy cock in my ass even more now."

Austin slowly circled around the rim of Kane's fist again before he dipped in and out once more. "Oh really? How badly do you want it, Dad?"

The polar bear said nothing; instead, he clenched and relaxed his fist in reply.

Austin picked up on the signal. "Mm, feels like you really want it...well, who am I to deny my papa bear"--he grunted cockily as he slowly rolled his hips forward, now methodically penetrating the tunnel of Kane's fist with his proudly throbbing member--"what he wants."

"Heh, that's my boy," Kane said proudly as he gently squeezed the shaft that was now completely in his grip once more.

"Mmf...all yours, Dad," Austin said, laying his right hand on Kane's shoulder again before he slowly pulled out of his fist halfway...and then slid back in at the same pace.

The otter mimicked the tempo Kane had used when he had hot dogged Austin's ass--the boy languidly humped into Kane's hand, relishing the tight, warm confines of his palm and the changes in texture from his soft fur to his rougher pads. As Austin continued evenly thrusting with his hips, his balls dragged back and forth along Kane's gut.

It didn't take long for Kane's hips to start subtly rising and falling in time with Austin's humping. Austin rode the polar bear as he kept up his thrusting into Kane's hand...and soon the recliner was rocking back and forth once more with their combined momentum.

"Yeah, you're getting it...that's it, son," Kane growled approvingly.

"Mm...am I doing alright, Dad?" Austin asked as he kept to his slow and steady pace.

"Hmmmf, you're doing perfectly...only thing you could be doing better is giving me more."

"Heh...tell me what you want, Dad."

"I want my son to start fucking harder."

"What's the magic word, big bear?" Austin teased.

Kane growled, distracting Austin from the fact that he was raising his right hand from his hip at last--

SMACK!

"Aip!" Austin squealed more in surprise than pain at the sudden spank to his ass.

"Fuck. Your. Daddy's. Hand. Harder. Boy," Kane snarled.

The sheer power and authority in the polar bear's voice made the younger otter wriggle excitedly. True, he hadn't gotten Kane to beg for his dick, but being commanded to fuck in such a dominant manner was just as good.

"Yes sir!" Austin grunted.

He obediently sped up to the pace of a horse cantering across a field, rapidly drilling in-out-in-out-in-out of the polar bear's fist; Kane's humping against his ass accelerated in kind, matching his tempo.

"Good boy...c'mere," Kane growled, leaning his head forward.

The otter met him in another kiss as they continued humping into each other, Austin into Kane's fist and Kane along Austin's ass. The recliner rocked more urgently, gently creaking under the combined weight that the two men were throwing around, but they disregarded its soft squeaks as they kissed, passing saliva back and hot breath between them, alternately nibbling on each others lips and sucking on each others tongues for a minute...and another...and another...and another...

Before Austin had to surface for air again--he had to take a break, he could feel himself getting back on the path to losing control, and he didn't want to cum yet; fucking Kane's hand was nice, but Austin forced himself to hold out for the polar bear's ass. At this rate, with all this teasing, he wasn't even sure how long he would last, but Austin wanted to give it his all, and that meant exerting some self control right now.

"Mmm, good boy...very good boy," Kane breathed appreciatively as both he and Austin slowed to a stop. He at last relinquished his grip on the otter's cock and raised his left hand to cup the side of Austin's face, tenderly caressing his cheek. "You're doing perfectly."

"Heh...got a good Dad to teach me," Austin murmured gratefully.

"Glad you enjoy my lessons," the polar bear returned. He took a breath before he continued, sounding almost cautious now, "I've got another one for you, if you're interested."

The otter cocked an eyebrow, intrigued--what did Kane have in mind now? "That depends; does it include another demonstration?"

"Heh, this one is more 'learn by doing'--just a little something that every top should know how to do before he goes in for the main event."

Austin gazed at Kane, trying to discern what the older man was thinking...but Kane's devious grin gave nothing away...and the otter's curiosity was too strong by this point.

"Alright, what is it?"

"Here, get up for me," Kane grunted.

Austin acquiesced, dismounting Kane and backing out of the recliner to get to his feet; his legs ached a little from being bent for so long, but the soreness dissipated quickly now that he was standing again. He watched Kane rise from the leather chair and pad over to the open garage door that led to the balcony...and Kane walked out, fully naked, onto the furnished terrace of his suite.

Austin hesitated at first, then followed; as he stepped outside on the softly illuminated balcony, he felt the still-warm breeze of a summer night ruffle his exposed fur...although there was a hint of coolness in the air, and Austin could smell the vague aroma of rain...there might have been a storm approaching, but it was still far off.

If he had thought to glance at the neighboring windows and other balconies, he would have seen that they were all dark and curtains were drawn, meaning there was nobody to see him or Kane at all. But his eyes were on the polar bear--Kane made for the oversized, circle-shaped patio daybed, and Austin watched the burly, nude, white-furred man simply flop down onto the thick cushion to rest on his belly. Kane dipped his back and raised his hips slightly as he propped himself up on his elbows...showing off the short, round bun of his tail and his ample, though firm and defined glutes.

Still lying on the couch with his bare ass exposed and vulnerable to the otter, Kane looked back at Austin slyly.

"Ever wanted to eat a man out?" the polar bear asked suggestively.

Austin stared, stunned by what Kane was offering.

"I..." The otter paused, processing the sight in front of him, and his gaze lingered on the polar bear's rump as the wheels in his mind spun at top speed for a moment.

Sure, he had watched plenty of porn videos that involved rimming. And yes, he had often imagined himself to be on the receiving end of someone digging into his ass with their tongue, of another man holding his tail aside to plant a kiss on his puckered hole before slathering it with plenty of spit and licking and slurping on his insides...but there had also been times when Austin had wondered what it would be like to be the one providing such pleasure, to shove his face between a firm pair of cheeks and intimately opening another man's insides with his tongue before chowing down on his ass like groceries...

Rimming had never come up as a topic of conversation between him and Kane--neither of them had brought it up as a subject to discuss further, but now there was an opportunity to explore, literally, right in front of Austin...and Kane was here to help him broaden his horizons, after all.

As he ogled the ass before him, Austin could vividly recall a porno he'd watched a few months ago that had gotten him thinking: There had been a leanly muscled kangaroo who spent the first 20 minutes of the video's 30-minute runtime simply eating out his huskier lion co-star. Austin had watched, spellbound the entire time, as the kangaroo buried his face in the lion's ass and happily moaned while noisily rimming the feline; the lion had whimpered and purred as he squirmed under the kangaroo's talented tongue. And the otter had especially enjoyed the close-up views of the kangaroo's snout pressed hard into the cleft of the ass in front of him while he lapped at the lion's back door and wriggled his tongue deep into his co-star...before he at last pulled back, huffing and licking his lips while his face was damp with sweat...

And Austin had found himself wanting the same thing, to plant his face in a larger man's ass and huff his partner's musk while delving into his most private nooks and crannies.

He could feel that same desire stirring within him now. And the otter couldn't deny there was something particularly mouth-watering about the way that Kane was presenting his butt to him right now. The polar bear's plump glutes just looked so soft, thick, and juicy, like a perfectly seared roast that Austin wanted to tear into; even though the polar bear's hole was hidden between the two mounds, the otter could clearly imagine Kane's fleshy balloon knot waiting for him...and the vision in Austin's mind's eye inspired a certain hunger that could only be satiated by one thing.

"I...uh, y-yeah...yeah, a little!" Austin guffawed--his train of thought had screamed to a halt for a handful of seconds, but it was back on track and picking up speed. "Uh, just wasn't expecting to do it with you, though."

"Heh, surprise," Kane chuckled.

"Yeah...big surprise," Austin mused, still getting a grip on the opportunity that was being presented to him.

"Ah...sorry, is it too much for you?" Kane asked, his tone tinted with a hint of guilt.

"No! No!" Austin replied assuringly. "No, it's definitely something I want to try, and now's as good a time as any."

The polar bear studied him dubiously. "Are you sure? I don't want to force you into something if you're not comfortable with--"

"Oh, no, I'm very comfortable," the otter said confidently, now approaching Kane's exposed backside. He crawled onto the circular daybed, between the polar bear's splayed legs, as he continued, "And I'll let you know if you're forcing me--I want to do this, though...gotta try new things to see if I like them, right?"

The uncertain slash of Kane's lips morphed into a pleased grin while the otter behind him settled up on his knees and placed his hands on his ass cheeks. "Heh, alright! That's the spirit, kiddo."

"Although...um, you're clean back here, right?" Austin asked.

"Oh yeah, made sure to clear out any unwanted visitors," Kane replied while he pushed his hips a little higher.

"Heh, thanks...so, how should I..." Austin trailed off, unsure of how exactly to begin.

"It's pretty hard to go wrong here; nothing more to it than just getting your face in there and figuring it out as you go along," Kane advised jocularly. "Learn by doing, kiddo."

"Okay..."

Austin's nerves took over for a second--he was entering uncharted territory and anxious to do a good job. But he took a steadying breath, exhaling slowly to calm himself, before he hunched over, lowering his face towards Kane's ass.

The otter pushed with his hands to spread the polar bear's cheeks apart, and there, in the valley between the two plump buns and positioned just above Kane's taint, Austin saw his target.

Kane's hole winked at him as the polar bear teasingly clenched and relaxed. Austin hadn't been certain what he'd expected the polar bear's anus to look like, but somehow he found himself pleasantly surprised to see that it appeared less like his own tight and wrinkled starfish and more like the center of a narrow doughnut; even though Kane's sphincter was presently closed, it looked like it was hanging loosely, and even slightly bulging outward like a fleshy button. The skin glistened in the balcony lights, misty with a thin layer of sweat.

Austin couldn't resist. He readjusted his grip, moving his hands lower so he still kept Kane's cheeks spread, but he used his right thumb to gently press on the orifice, probing it with his digit to examine its textures.

The skin of Kane's vaguely wrinkled rim was smooth, soft, and slightly moist under his thumb--humid, even. And it produced a heat that Austin found enticingly comforting, like a warm mug of tea he just wanted to keep holding.

Austin rubbed his thumb around the fleshy circle for a moment before he lightly dragged the digit up and down on top of it...and then tapped teasingly on the orifice, gently knocking on Kane's back door.

The polar bear squirmed and moaned.

"Mmmm, heh, just a little ticklish back there," Kane chuckled.

Austin smirked and kept tapping for another moment before he stopped, removed his thumb, and leaned forward further, enough to hold his nose just a few inches away from Kane's hole.

He sniffed...and lightly raised his eyebrows in surprise. He didn't smell anything offensive or anything to suggest Kane wasn't clean--in fact, the only scents that Austin could detect were the polar bear's natural body odor and the additional notes of salty sweat...and a deeply satisfying male musk, the concentrated essence of masculinity...which was enough to make the otter's mouth water, and he eagerly took another whiff as he leaned in closer.

"Ooh! Mmf, find something you like back there?" Kane asked when Austin's nose made direct contact with his hole.

"Uh-huh," Austin murmured, nuzzling the polar bear's ass; his muzzle rubbed against the sides of Kane's cheeks, and he kept his nose pressed to the older man's anus as he kept sniffing, getting more and more of his intoxicating scent...

Until he couldn't hold off from taking the next step any longer. Austin cautiously poked out the tip of his tongue...and licked just below Kane's hole, along the upper portion of his taint, just to get a little taste.

"Mmf," Austin huffed. Not bad...in fact, pretty good...

He pushed out more of his tongue and, taking the plunge, experimentally licked up, lapping over Kane's closed rear entrance.

"Oooh," Kane softly moaned, and his sphincter twitched at the stimulation.

The moist, subtly wrinkled and fleshy texture on Austin's tongue, the feeling of Kane's hole naturally contracting and relaxing as he shuddered, the flavor and scent profiles of sweaty, musky man, the fact that Austin had just licked Kane's ass and made the burly polar bear feel a different level of pleasure...

Austin's dick had begun to soften when he'd first settled into position behind Kane, but it throbbed hard as it stiffened again. It was as if a switch had suddenly been flipped in the otter's mind, and all he wanted right then--the only thing he craved in the whole world at that moment--was more of the polar bear's ass served up on a platter.

Acting on primal instinct alone, Austin dug in. He licked again, and again, and again, dragging his tongue up and down in languid, indulgent strokes along Kane's ass crack and over the polar bear's hole. His laps grew longer, more persistent...the licking of a famished dog licking a T-bone steak.

"Mmm, yeah...that's the waaaaay," Kane sighed blissfully--his hips lowered, and Austin lowered his head along with the polar bear's ass.

The otter closed his eyes as if he were savoring his last meal. His initial bout of nerves were nothing but a fading memory as his hunger took over, and he drove his tongue in energetically, continuing to lap over the softly spasming ring of muscle. Austin didn't know for sure where this sudden appetite and enthusiasm for ass, and at this point he couldn't even care, couldn't even think to question it--something about this just felt natural, it felt good, it felt like he was doing what he was supposed to.

Although as he carried on, his back and abdomen began to ache from being bent over in such an awkward angle. Keeping his face pressed between Kane's cheeks, Austin shifted, pushing himself backward and down so he could settle on his stomach between the polar bear's legs. He rested his forearms on Kane's upper thighs so he could keep his hands on the white-furred glutes, and Austin motorboated the polar bear's for a moment, vigorously shaking his head back and forth while his tongue danced tantalizing over the sensitive rim.

"Grrrrrr!" Austin growled happily.

"Heh, having fun back there?" Kane asked--unseen to the otter, he had settled his chin down on his folded forearms, relaxing while Austin got more into eating him out.

"Mmmhmm," Austin moaned wordlessly.

He continued licking up along the coin slot of Kane's ass, slathering his hole and drenching his fur copiously with saliva...before a more adventurous impulse compelled him to expand and improvise.

Austin pursed his lips, smooching the loose star of Kane's anus, before he started circling the rim with his tongue.

"Oooh, good boy," Kane murmured, pleased.

Bolstered by the polar bear's praise, Austin completed a few more circuits, tracing his wet tongue over every shallow fold of Kane's outer rim he could feel, before planting another longer kiss on it.

Circling and kissing soon transitioned into light sucking interspersed with flicks of his tongue, teasing the polar bear and enticing him to relax further. Austin wasn't sure how long he spent going through the motions--was it five minutes? 15? Half an hour? His face was getting damp with sweat (he couldn't tell what was his and what was Kane's), and every huffing breath he drew through his nostrils flooded his senses with the mild but oh-so-wonderful aromas and flavors of Kane's body. The otter moaned and grunted intermittently, making wordless vocalizations of his delight, and his voice mixed with Kane's own rumbling and pleased growling. Around them, the night air was alive with the faint buzz of insects chirping in the distance, and a gentle breeze blew across the balcony.

When Kane's wet and dripping hole began to gape noticeably, Austin took his chance: He poked the tip of his tongue into the open orifice, and moaned in immediate pleasure at the soft, smooth inner flesh he felt. Austin slithered his tongue in further, wetting Kane's innards with his drool and spreading the opening of the sensitive tunnel around his moist pad of muscle. He kept going, licking the folds and bumps he could find, pressing on them and wriggling his tongue back and forth--

"Oooohhh ffffuuuUCK!" Kane groaned, his voice guttural and urgent when Austin's tongue pressed on a particularly sensitive spot.

Austin felt the polar bear shift slightly...and then Kane's heavy hand was on top of his head, roughly pushing his face into his ass. In the back of his mind, Austin dimly recognized he'd found Kane's prostate, and he slid his tongue back and forth over it, tickling the small bump above the sensitive gland.

"Atta boy! That's it, right there!" Kane huffed, dominantly holding Austin's head to his rump; his fingers clenched on the otter's cranium, showing no sign of letting up anytime soon.

Austin could barely breathe, his mouth was occupied and his nose was pressed almost flush against Kane's backside, but he sucked in every lungful of air he could get as he worked his tongue back and forth like a viper slithering across Kane's prostate. He pulled back and surged forward at a moderate pace, beginning to get into the rhythm of tongue-fucking the polar bear, while he wriggled his muscle back and forth against the sides of Kane's fleshy tunnel. And all the while, he fervently ground his muzzle harder and harder into Kane's rear--he didn't even need the older man's strong hand to push him deeper, Austin was doing that all on his own.

"That's Daddy's good boy...eat me out...yeah, eat me out, you hungry little slut," Kane grunted.

Austin was more than happy to oblige.

"Grrrrrrmmm," the otter growled and hummed contentedly.

He carried on, alternating between teasing Kane's prostate, making the inside of his rectum slick with saliva, and circling his tongue around the rim of the polar bear's hole. Austin didn't even think about reaching under Kane to stroke the older man's cock or reaching for his own arousal, he was entirely focused on gorging himself on the plump, tasty ass he was currently dining on. And the more he worked, the more natural it all felt, the more satisfying it all was; here he was, naked and outside on a beautiful balcony, alone in the dead of night save for the studly, drop-dead sexy, burly polar bear laying on the daybed before him, and performing one of the most intimate and deeply vulnerable acts of intimate service possible...Austin moaned, loving every second and submitting himself completely to the heat of the moment.

The otter began munching earnestly; Austin gnashed his teeth against Kane's back door, even going so far as to nibble on the delicate rim of the polar bear's hole. He dug his tongue into the warm, wet confines of Kane's ass, sliding it over the inner walls in elliptical patterns that made the older man shudder and groan with satisfaction. He noisily, sloppily smacked his lips against Kane's gaping and relaxed sphincter, fervently slurping over it with abandon. His face was getting coated with a mixture of sweat and his own spit, but Austin didn't care; he was as happy as a fat hog eating cake out of a trough, and he was noshing down on Kane's backside just as ferociously.

"Oh fuck...oh fuck, Austin...ungh, you're a natural little ass-eater...shit, I should've gotten you to do this way sooner...you're fucking perfect," Kane gasped and grunted breathlessly as Austin relentlessly ate him out.

Saliva dribbled down Austin's chin, along the cleft of Kane's ass, and down to his taint and testicles. Austin's cock, currently sandwiched between his groin and the thick cushion of the daybed, was throbbing hard, and the otter had begun to unconsciously grind his hips into the pad beneath him. The polar bear still shuddered and moaned, and he grunted desperately whenever Austin tickled his prostate with his tongue--his thick legs squirmed on either side of Austin's body, and Kane used his free arm to hug one of the daybed's pillows tightly, practically drooling into it as he rode through the sensations that Austin was visiting upon his ass. The doughnut of Kane's hole loosened further and further under Austin's intense, hunger-fueled care, to the point where it was wide enough to admit two fingers.

"Ungh...more...moooore," the polar bear pleaded.

Austin kept going, shamelessly making out with Kane's ass and feasting on it face-first with the energy of a starving man at a pie-eating contest. He couldn't stop himself--Kane continued to hold his head in place, keeping his face smushed into his ass, but even if the polar bear had released his grip, Austin would have kept going. It was as if something inside of him had unlocked, an unstoppable and overwhelming need to eat...and eat...and eat...

"Fuck, son, you--mmf--love eating Daddy out, don't you," Kane rumbled eventually.

"Mmmmmmhmmmmm," Austin moaned longingly, his tongue buried deep inside the polar bear.

"Yeah, that's my boy...fuuuuuck...you got the hang of it real fast...I need more, though," Kane growled as he renewed his grip on Austin's head and pulled back.

The otter felt like his head was being popped out of a humid, steamy plug hole; as he surfaced at last, Austin huffed for air and licked his lips, still savoring the musky taste of Kane's ass. The fur of his cheeks and muzzle was slick with sweat and spit, giving him the appearance of someone who had just dunked his face into a swampy bog.

"Heh look at you, Daddy's little ass-eater," Kane smirked back at him. "Have a good time back there?"

"Oh fuck yeah," Austin breathed, looking almost demented with pleasure.

"Good boy. Now, how about you fuck your papa bear properly."

The otter's eyes lit up. "Yeah? You ready for me?"

The polar bear released his hold on Austin's head and shook his ass to get the boy's attention. "Get in there, son."

"Yes sir!"

Austin pushed himself up to his hands and knees and eagerly crawled forward, over Kane's backside as the polar bear settled into position; Kane was still on his stomach, but he raised his hips, lifted with his knees, and dropped his back in a way to put his ass level with Austin's groin.

The otter's stiff cock bobbed and wagged as he shuffled on his knees and took his place behind Kane, pressing himself against the polar bear's backside. Austin used a hand to pull Kane's left ass cheek to the side, exposing the sopping wet, gaping hole and Kane's taint, which descended and merged seamlessly to the backside of his low-hanging, voluminous testicles. Austin could only imagine Kane's out-of-view erection pressing up against his rotund belly, the dark gray, bulging shaft pulsating with the polar bear's arousal.

His left hand holding Kane's cheek aside, Austin had a clear path to his ultimate target. But instead of going in for the kill immediately, Austin wanted to tease the polar bear a little more first, and he began replicating what he had done to Kane's hand earlier. The otter started by scooting further forward, enough to push his pulsating length into place along the cleft of Kane's ass, a sausage between two large buns. Austin grinned at the light compression of Kane's cheeks against his member, and he relished the wet sensation of his spit on the underside of his cock, lubing his shaft; he began to slowly roll his hips back and forth, humping deliberately sliding his erection up and down to hot dog Kane's ass.

"Mmm, good boy, you remembered what I taught you," Kane murmured approvingly.

"Yes sir...your ass feels so good like this," Austin sighed as he continued his methodical humping.

"If you like the outside, you're going to love how the inside feels."

"Mmf, can't wait...do you need extra lube?" Austin asked, keeping up the steady pace.

"Nah, you did a good job of greasing me up already; your spit's fine, and I prefer it a little rougher back there, anyway," Kane told him.

"Heh, alright, if you say so."

They lapsed into a momentary silence, with Austin still lightly humping...before he eventually withdrew. He reached down with his right hand to hold the base of his cock and guide it into place, now circling his cockhead around Kane's back door, teasing his rim. Through his glans rubbing over the slick and slimy skin, Austin could feel the humid heat of Kane's ass and the subtle pulse of the polar bear's arousal...and then the sphincter clenched and relaxed, winking enticingly at him.

"Grrrrr, come on, kiddo," Kane growled as he swayed his ass seductively.

"Heh, what do you want, Dad?" Austin asked teasingly, still circling the rim of Kane's hole.

"For you to fuck your papa bear right now." Kane's voice was low, throaty, and commanding.

"Yes sir!"

Austin didn't delay; with his right hand still around the base of his cock, the otter aligned his member with the open orifice that was waiting for him. He flinched lightly when he felt Kane's hole kiss the tip of his dick--this was it. He was going to fuck the polar bear...he was going to be inside another man for the first time...

The otter took a breath to keep himself steady...

And he rolled his hips forward, slowly sliding into the polar bear.

"Oh fuuuuuuck," Austin breathed as he sank inside Kane, pushing into the moist, warm, smooth tunnel that hugged his cock.

"Oooh yeah, there he is," Kane groaned while Austin pushed all the way forward to hilt himself in his ass.

"That's...that's fucking awesome..."

As he adjusted his grip now to hold the polar bear's love handles, the otter was in awe of how Kane's ass spread effortlessly around him--it was so silky and buttery within the older man. There was the heat, the tantalizingly slippery flesh with just a hint of friction as his cock rubbed against Kane's insides, and the utterly blissful way the polar bear's sphincter hugged Austin's pulsating member...even though he'd received blowjobs before, the boy had never felt anything like this, and it was all nearly too much for him to stand.

"Ungh!" Austin grunted when Kane purposely clenched around his cock.

"Well? Get to it, boy."

Austin did as he was told, drawing his hips back until his cock was halfway out of Kane...and then pushing forward, until his hips connected with the polar bear's rump. The otter forced himself to start slowly, methodically retreating and advancing, humping in and out; his cock glided smoothly every time like a well-greased piston, even though he could feel Kane's inner flesh lightly grabbing on the skin of his cock, the friction being a result of using spit instead of regular lube. He kept going, almost overwhelmed by the textures he felt, the wet folds and greasy valleys, the small bumps and wrinkles he dragged over again and again...

"Oh fuck, Dad," Austin groaned.

"Heh, yeeeeah, that's niiiiice," Kane murmured, content as Austin's cock passed over his prostate with every thrust of his hips.

Austin did his best to maintain his even pace for as long as he could. One minute advanced to two, to three...to four...to five...

"Mmm, you're doing great, kiddo," Kane grunted encouragingly; at the same time, he sounded utterly relaxed, as if he were receiving a massage at the spa instead of getting fucked.

"Mmf...oh fuck...so good, Dad..."

"Yeah, keep going..."

Austin wanted to take his time, to tease both himself and Kane, to fully enjoy the fact that he was bareback fucking a man more than twice his age and significantly larger than himself out here on a balcony in the middle of the night. He wanted to be here, fully present in this moment of intimacy as he fucked Kane under the stars, two men bonded so closely through an act of carnal passion while the rest of the hotel slept.

But he was driving himself crazy with pleasure. Austin's heart was pounding and his breathing sped up, like he was jogging on the treadmill; he could feel himself starting to go dizzy from the sheer physical euphoria radiating throughout his entire body. This was better than jerking off, than getting head, than humping a pillow--his cock was throbbing powerfully as he drove it back and forth into the polar bear's ass, and Austin was almost painfully hard. It didn't help that Kane--who seemed perfectly at ease throughout the otter's humping and barely moved with his thrusts--was sporadically clenching as well, giving Austin an even tighter hole to penetrate.

Five minutes became six...became seven...

Austin couldn't take it anymore--he'd restrained himself for as long as he could, but this was just too good, and his instincts took over with a vengeance.

He began to hump faster, swinging his hips back and forth with strong, quick thrusts.

Plap! Plap! Plap! Plap! Plap!

"Hehe, there you go, son, just like that," Kane chuckled while the otter began to fuck him more ardently. "Fill Daddy's ass..."

"Uuungh...yes sir!" Austin gasped.

Plap! Plap! Plap! Plap! Plap!

Austin kept going, consumed with lust now. His hips made loud, firm, and frequent contact with Kane's glutes; his balls swung up against the polar bear's taint; he drove himself in to the hilt again and again, grinding his cock against every millimeter of damp, soft flesh he could reach in Kane's ass; the texture of Kane's inner walls was beginning to grow slightly tacky, as Austin's furious and fast thrusting made his lingering spit dry out, which led to more rough friction as the polar bear's flesh grabbed at and rubbed against the otter's pistoning cock.

"Mmmf! Mmmf! Yeeeeaaah, that's it," Kane grunted contentedly.

"Hngh! Hngh! Hngh!" Austin grunted in short bursts as he began picking up more speed.

He held on tightly to Kane's hips for leverage, effectively using the polar bear's ass like a mounted fleshlight. Austin kept thrusting hard and fast, losing himself to the primal need that was urging him onward from the very core of his soul.

Plap-lap-lap-lap...

"Mmm, that's good, son...you love fucking your old man, don't you," Kane huffed; he no longer sounded relaxed, his tone was more energetic, more heated...and he began actively grinding his ass back on Austin's cock, meeting the otter halfway at the apex of his thrusts.

"Hngh! Hngh! Hngh!"

Austin's hips were slamming into Kane's backside now; under the sounds of the otter's grunting and their bodies connecting, his cock was plunging in and out of the polar bear's hole with a series of wet schlop-schlop-schlop-schlops. Even though Austin was pumping away at full steam now--enough to make the oversized, circular daybed shake on its legs--Kane's ass rippled softly as it absorbed the impact of the otter's forceful pounding.

"Just keep going, work yourself up," Kane instructed gruffly. He glanced behind him to see that Austin had clenched his jaw and was panting hard and trembling from head to foot as he labored.

"Hngh! Hngh! Hngh!"

The polar bear kept clenching his ass, kept pushing back into Austin as the otter continued his manic thrusting.

Austin could feel himself reaching his boiling point; the tingling pressure and heat were both rising in his gut, his legs quivered, and his cock flexed hard in Kane's ass. He wasn't sure how much longer he could last, he was on the verge of exploding...

"I--hngh--I don't...mmf...haaaah, I'm gonna..."

"Yeah, that's it, you're getting close...cum in me, son," Kane commanded with a growl, letting the otter screw him as hard and as fast as he could. "Don't stop, keep going...cum for Daddy!"

"Ungh, fuck! Hngh! Hngh! Hngh!" Austin threw himself into the polar bear, ready to blow his brains out with the fat load that had been building up in his balls, desperate to dump everything he had into Kane.

"Come on, son...be a--huff--good boy and--mmf--breed your dad's ass!" Kane snarled.

"Hngh! Gonna...uuuungh, gonna...UUUUNNNGGGHHH!" Austin belted out a deep, desperate groan as he slammed his hips against Kane's ass and his cock spasmed inside the polar bear.

"Yeah! That's it, son! Cum for Daddy, give me all you got!"

The otter held onto Kane for dear life as his cock fired shot after shot of thick, ropey liquid passion into the polar bear's guts. He didn't know how much cum he spurted into Kane, but every pump of his cock was like a cannon firing an earth-shattering round of seed, enough to destroy mountains and cause tidal waves. Austin's vision went white for a moment and his muscles locked up, contracting hard as he hugged himself close to the burly frame he had just been pounding.

"Huuuuuuungh...huuuuuungh," the otter groaned breathlessly as he rode through his orgasm.

"Yeah, that's it, son, pump that big load into Daddy's ass," Kane crooned paternally.

"Huuuuungh...huuuuuungh...huuuuungh..."

It was all Austin could do to simply breathe and keep holding onto Kane, rocking into the polar bear as his mind went blank.

Austin's cock tensed repeatedly as it blew the hot, fresh contents of his testicles and prostate into Kane's depths, splattering his wad and smearing it on the fleshy walls of the older man's rectum; the polar bear clenched around the tender, pulsating shaft, which made the otter moan and shudder from overstimulation. Austin huffed and grunted through his climax, a slave to the endorphins rushing through his brain and washing out every rational thought for a moment of pure, unadulterated ecstasy...

For his part, Kane settled back down to lie flat on his front, relaxing as he gave the otter time to recover and come back to reality. The polar bear hadn't cum, hadn't exerted much energy at all, but even though his beefy and blunt cock was still hard and throbbing in the space between his hefty stomach and the thick daybed cushion, Kane still grinned with post-coital pleasure.

As for Austin, after the final few spasms of his ejaculation produced its small, lazily oozing flows of cum, his arousal at last grew still and began to soften, still lodged inside the polar bear. The afterglow settled comfortably over him, a soft haze of bliss, and Austin lay still on top of Kane, feeling the polar bear's back gently rise and fall under him while he listened to the sounds of the night. It took him a couple minutes of recovery before the capacity for rational thought returned to him, and then Austin realized...

He had just fucked a man for the very first time. And not just any man, but Kane; the polar bear who, over the course of a week, had become the closest thing Austin had to a caring and nurturing father. And Kane had guided Austin, instructed him, helped him hone his technique and encouraged him to breed him, further cementing their special bond.

And Austin was still inside him, his cock warming in the cozy confines of Kane's freshly-fucked ass...safe and protected in the paternal polar bear's embrace.

Austin's heart swelled, and he smiled goofily and chuckled weakly to himself as he still lay on top of Kane. He couldn't help it, the sheer glee he felt was undeniable.

"Back with us?" Kane asked.

"Heh, yeah, I'm good...hooooo, I'm good," the otter sighed as his breathing returned to normal.

"Mmm, sounds like it...nothing puts the wind in your sails quite like your first time topping."

Austin snickered. "I don't know, first time eating ass was pretty high up there...speaking of..."

"Hm?"

The boy grunted as he tiredly pushed himself off of Kane...and groaned softly as he drew his hips back, beginning to pull his now-flaccid cock out of the polar bear. Kane huffed, and Austin felt him clench around his member on his way out, keeping his load sealed inside of him. Once Austin had pulled out, he shuffled backwards along the polar bear's frame, until his face was once again level with Kane's ass.

"I could go for a little midnight snack," Austin murmured.

"Yeah? You want to--mmmf!" Kane cut himself off with a pleasured moan when the boy buried his face between his cheeks again and began lapping insistently at his hole. "Heh, alright, son, if you're that hungry..."

Austin grunted as he started rimming Kane once more; the polar bear's sphincter had puffed up and bulged more prominently under his tongue, the result of his rough and fast fucking. He could smell and taste his own musk this time in addition to the polar bear's, the traces of his cum adding the delectably potent flavors of sex...and they grew stronger as the otter felt Kane relax his hole. Austin dug in with his tongue immediately--even though he felt like he had pumped his soul into Kane and given him every ounce of energy he had, the young otter's libido somehow kicked into high gear for one last act, giving him the stamina to replicate something else he'd seen in all those pornos he'd watched and had the subconscious desire to try for himself: felching his load out of the polar bear's ass.

Austin plunged his tongue past the loosened ring of muscle, slithering into Kane's ass and hungrily seeking out his prize. He didn't have to hunt for long; his tongue quickly lapped up the first glob of cum he encountered, and Austin didn't hesitate to pull it back into his mouth and swallow it before he greedily forced his tongue back into Kane for more.

"Mmm, someone likes eating cream pies, doesn't he?" Kane chuckled while the otter continued slurping away inside of him.

"Huuffff...mmf...best dessert...ever," Austin grunted dreamily, scooping out more of his slimy cum with his tongue and guzzling it down.

"Heh, atta boy...and you gave me a big one." Kane exhaled and made the conscious effort to both relax his inner muscles and gently push outward.

The walls of Kane's rectal cavity loosened more, and with the polar bear's subtle pushing, more of the otter's load welled up towards his rear entrance...and soon Austin's tongue was swirling through the viscous, gooey sludge of his own musky, tangy cum.

"Mmmmmm," Austin moaned happily, and he vigorously worked his jaw up and down against Kane's hole as he lapped up his jizz.

"Yeah, you're getting the good stuff, huh," Kane snickered.

"Mmhmm!"

"Gotta give you bonus points for cleaning up after yourself, too...that's Daddy's good boy..."

Austin slobbered and huffed as he sloppily felched out the rest of his load, sloppily dragging the slimy globs and ropes of cum back into his muzzle before gulping them down. He licked his lips, catching the small, salty dribbles that leaked from the corners of his mouth, not letting an ounce of his cum go to waste.

He twisted his head from side to side while his face was still buried between Kane's cheeks, trying to get at his jizz from all possible angles and slurp out every last drop. He sucked and swallowed, wagged his tongue from side to side and burrowed it into the soft, subtle ridges of Kane's rectum, and curled his wet, flexible muscle inside Kane's ass to scoop out his thick batter. The more of his semen he tasted, the more he wanted to felch out and gobble up; he dug deeply into Kane, stretching his jaw wide and forcing his lips to the polar bear's back door to stuff his tongue further and further inside. Kane squirmed and huffed occasionally as Austin's tongue swiped over his prostate, but the polar bear remained still and relaxed otherwise.

Somewhere in the back of Austin's mind, a tiny part of him wanted to be revolted at the act of shoving his muzzle back into the ass he'd just fucked so he could eat his load out of it like a pig at a feeding trough...but a much larger part of him was delighted to be so depraved. Austin was happy to simply submit to his base instincts and do what, to him, seemed to be the most natural and right thing in the world. He didn't know why, and he didn't care--all Austin knew at that moment was that he had fucked the man who had taken on a fatherly role in his life, bred him raw and filled his ass with his seed, and now he just had to slurp out his cum and eat it. It was as simple as that, and the otter tackled his task with gusto...

"Mm! Hrmmf!" Austin snarled and slobbered as he felched his thick wad out of Kane's ass. He dug his chin into the polar bear's backside to get his tongue as deep as possible and messily slurped up his sludgy, musky cum that had been marinating within Kane.

But eventually the well ran dry. Austin had no idea of how long he spent plumbing Kane's depths for his own seed, but bountiful tongue-fulls gradually diminished with smaller and smaller returns. The otter licked desperately, lapping up the last vestiges of his load from between the fleshy ridges within Kane's rectum, until all that remained was the ambient flavor of the polar bear's musk and ass and his own fetid saliva mixed with the aftertaste of his cum-laced breath.

Schlorp.

Austin pulled out his tongue at last and wiped his wet lips on the back of his hand.

"Heh, satisfied?" Kane chuckled, turning over and sitting up to get a good look at the otter between his legs.

"Mmm, mostly. But now I see something else I want," Austin huffed, glancing meaningfully at Kane's cock--the polar bear's member was still stiff and throbbing as it stood like a ship's mast from Kane's groin. "And I've got just the place to put it."

Kane grinned down at the otter lying in front of him, and he rumbled softly, appreciatively, when the boy gently rested a hand on his testicles. In return, Kane rested his hand on top of Austin's head and rubbed it affectionately.

"I do like the sound of that, kiddo...but I want to hold off just a little longer."

Austin looked up at the polar bear, his eyebrows raised dubiously. "Oh...do...do you want to get off at all?"

"I do, but like I said, I want to hold off--all part of the plan."

"Heh, you and your surprise plans."

"They've all worked out pretty well for you so far," Kane said with a wink.

"True...truuuu-uue," Austin replied through a yawn. "And I'll trust that this one will, too."

"Atta boy. In the meantime," Kane grunted as he pushed himself up from the daybed, "I think you should come with me."

Before Austin could protest, the burly polar bear reached down...and scooped the smaller otter up in his arms, cradling him.

"Oh! Oh...o-okay," Austin stammered as his world dropped out from under him when Kane lifted him.

He clutched Kane more in surprise than concern about being dropped. The polar bear was strong and steady as he walked, easily holding him aloft, but the otter was more startled by such an out-of-the-ordinary act--Austin couldn't recall a time when he had ever been carried like this, like a child being taken to bed by his father.

And that was exactly what Kane was doing; the polar bear carried the otter from the balcony and back through the living room of his suite...Kane hit the lights on his way through the space, turning them off completely before he also switched off the TV, which had still been playing music. With the suite now in the dark and silence of the night, Kane resumed carrying Austin through the open sliding barn door and into the bedroom...and gently deposited the boy on the plush, king-sized bed.

"Ooooh, oh, that's nice," Austin sighed, luxuriating in the comfort of the padded foam mattress and the down pillows.

"Bet this is a lot better than that pullout your folks have you on, right?" Kane asked as he crawled onto the bed, over Austin, and settled down next to the otter--he wrapped an arm around Austin's chest, pulling him in close.

"Waaaaay better."

"Good! Hopefully we can get you at least one night of decent sleep...here..." Kane trailed off as he then pulled up the light quilt and cotton sheets; Austin did the same, tugging the bedcovers and shifting on the mattress to squirm under the blankets.

In a few moments, the otter and the polar bear were curled up next to each other, with Kane snugly spooning Austin. Austin pressed his back to Kane's stomach and rested his head on the polar bear's extended arm, while Kane's free hand settled on the otter's thigh under the sheets. Their legs entwined and tangled together loosely, with Kane gently rubbing his foot along Austin's calf, and Austin could feel Kane's cock--still stiff, still pulsing with his heartbeat--against his rear as the polar bear's warm breath softly puffed down on his head and the back of his neck.

"Mmm, this is perfect," Austin said sleepily--after all the excitement of the night, now that he was in an actual bed and cozied up with Kane, his drowsiness was catching up with him at last. And it was no wonder; the clock on the bedside table next to him was showing it was 1:15 in the morning.

"Absolutely perfect, kiddo," Kane agreed. He planted a kiss on top of Austin's head and snuggled in closer to the otter. "But before you go to sleep...here's the deal."

Austin perked up, listening interestedly.

"If you want to sleep here for a little bit and then go back to your room, I'm okay with that--I don't want you to feel pressured into anything," Kane said. "You can leave anytime tonight, no questions asked, no judgment, no shame; I'll understand if you change your mind and don't want to go through with anything more than what we just did. It happens, and it's not a big deal, I promise. But...if you're still here in the morning..."

Austin shivered in anticipation when Kane's hand drifted down from his thigh and under his tail...between his cheeks...and one of the polar bear's thick fingers began to lightly rub around the rim of his puckered hole.

"I promise I'll fuck you then," Kane continued, stroking over the sensitive circle of flesh. "If you wake up here in the morning...you're not going to leave this room until your cherry's popped."

Austin grunted mutely and arched his back as he felt the thick digit press against his tailhole.

"And don't get me wrong...I do want to take your virginity," the polar bear murmured into Austin's ear. He waggled his finger back and forth on the button of the boy's sphincter as he spoke. "I want to be the first man you have inside you...I want my dick to be the first one you feel sliding into you...I want to be the first man to open up your tight little hole and make you beg for me to breed you. I've been thinking about doing it all week, making your first time the best experience possible..."

Austin gasped when Kane's finger slipped inside him; he'd relaxed enough for the polar bear to push in the tip, and Kane slowly spun his digit inside of him in small, stimulating circles that made the otter want to open up even wider.

"...and I'm glad you feel like you can trust me to do right by you."

The otter huffed and squirmed as Kane continued using his thick finger on his hole, rolling it inside the slick cave, teasing the rim, and gently pulling at the ring of loosening muscle.

"But I still want to give you the opportunity to change your mind...no harm, no foul. Just...think about how you'd like tomorrow to start," Kane added.

With Kane's finger still inside him, Austin smiled dreamily as he replied, "I'll sleep on it, Dad."

---

The otter's world was dark, silent, perfectly still, and superbly serene.

Austin couldn't remember when he had conked out, and there were no dreams to disturb him...there was only the all-encompassing sense of truly restful comfort as he slumbered next to Kane. He slept more soundly that night than he had for his entire vacation--was it because Kane's mattress felt like the fluffiest and most plushly supportive clouds in existence instead of the lumpy, springy pad of the pullout couch in his family's suite? Was it because he was sleeping in an actual bedroom instead of his family's common space? Or was it because somewhere, in the deep recesses of his sluggishly sleeping mind, somehow, on some latent instinctual level, he knew without a doubt that he was exactly where he was supposed to be?

Kane's arms wrapped around him, holding him close to his warm, burly body like Austin was a plushie for the polar bear to cuddle tightly...

It was as if the universe, in all its vastness and glory, had gone totally dormant as Austin curled up on his side in the fetal position, sound asleep without a single worry, drifting through the peaceful nothingness that surrounded him...

The otter was sprawled out on his back; there was nothing in his head, no sense of time, no concern about waking up early, not one iota of thought about Kane's offer to quietly slip away if he wanted to back out...

Austin was passed out on his stomach, his face smushed into one of the gigantic, marshmallow-like down pillows that had already been imbued with Kane's comforting scent from the polar bear sleeping on it previously...

Rrrrruuuuuumble...pit-pat-tap-pit-pat-tap-pit-pat-tap-pit-pat-tap-pit-pat-tap...

Thunder rolled softly in the distance, and Austin could hear rain beating wetly on metal, concrete, and damp cushioning. A gentle, cooling breeze blew lightly over him, lightly caressing the naked otter's exposed fur.

"Mmmmf," Austin groaned dreamily as he came to...and registered his surroundings and the sensations on his body as he blearily opened his eyes.

The digital clock on the bedside table displayed 8:47 AM. The lights were off, a pale, stormy gloom illuminating the bedroom; the window curtains had been drawn back, showing off the sheets of rain that were coming down from the thick, gray clouds above. The balcony doors in Kane's living room were still open, admitting the ambient, soothing sounds of the summer thunderstorm outside like a natural white noise machine. Austin was still lying on his stomach, cuddling his pillow under his chin, and the bedsheets had been pulled down and to the side, exposing him from head to foot...and he shuddered, though not because of the cooler temperature in the room.

Warm, humid breath tickled his taint, and soft, wet velvet lapped against the sensitive ring of muscle at his back door. Hands the size of dinner plates firmly gripped his ass cheeks and held them apart while his thick tail had been pushed to the side. A wet nose at the end of a broad snout smushed itself against the inner valley of his ass crack, and drool dripped down along his body's contours to the backside of the otter's balls, soaking into his fur. Beneath Austin, his morning wood was sandwiched in the tight confines between his navel and the mattress he laid on top of--his arousal throbbed with every movement of the large, dexterous tongue slimily dragging over and dancing around his hole, and the boy wanted to start humping the bed...but he was still so tired, so comfortable...and he lay still, simply luxuriating in the sensations of being so tenderly eaten out and listening to the accompanying sounds of muffled snuffling, growling, slurping, and licking as Kane rimmed him awake.

Schlup...schlup...schlup...

"Mmmm...Daddyyyy," Austin sighed happily, cuddling his pillow even more tightly while the bear continued eating his ass.

Kane growled wordlessly and took the otter's pleasured moan as his cue to step up his efforts, lapping more intently at Austin's already-gaping, relaxed hole. Austin had no idea how long the polar bear had been rimming him--for all the otter knew, Kane could have been eating his butt for hours while Austin had still been asleep. It certainly felt like the older man had been at it for a while, considering how relaxed Austin was. He was so wide open by this point that he could easily take two of Kane's thick fingers, and it was almost as if his muscles had been conditioned to forget how to contract--the polar bear's tongue silkily pulled on his hole, stretching the otter's sphincter like it was warm taffy and exposing the sensitive inner flesh to the light of day.

"Mmmf, that's soooo gooooood," Austin murmured, burying his face in the pillow as Kane affectionately made out with his hole.

The polar bear's lips were soft, delicate, and wet against Austin's rim. Kane rolled his head from side to side between the otter's cheeks, actively smooching Austin's gaping hole as if he were making out with Austin himself, finding the best angles of attack to passionately lock their lips together. Austin shuddered with delight as he felt the smallest hint of teeth against his sensitive flesh, teasing him with the predatory power that Kane had at his disposal, and his loosened hole subtly convulsed, just barely winking against Kane's open mouth. The boy's hard cock flexed involuntarily beneath him, and Austin waggled his hips back and forth, pushing back against Kane's snout lodged between his cheeks.

Kane growled again as he continued zealously kissing and slurping on Austin's hole, and the otter sighed blissfully; as Kane's strong, powerful hands kneaded the biscuits of Austin's cheeks, the polar bear's tongue curled and unfurled against the otter's sagging pucker, coating his back door with thick saliva. Both the vacuum pressure of Kane's sucking and the hungry strokes of his tongue--as if he were lapping over a particularly juicy cut of beef--made Austin huff deliriously and moan into his pillow while the heat rose in his face.

This was his first time ever getting rimmed, and Kane was taking his time giving him the VIP treatment--never before had Austin been in this vulnerable of a position. Having another man eat out his ass like he was chowing down on a burger had always been the stuff of fantasy, of idly horny daydreams, but here he was at last, feeling the real deal.

Austin purred as he reveled in the heat of the moment...what a wonderful way to be woken up on a rainy morning.

And it was about to get even better.

"Hungh!" Austin gasped sharply when Kane's tongue--with all its broad, flexible mass--snaked in past his sphincter and filled his hole, slithering into his most intimate nooks and crannies. As Kane fed more of his long, wet tongue into Austin's ass, the otter shivered and relaxed even further as he moaned, "Haaaaaaooooonnnnffffuuuuuuck."

Kane squeezed his ass assuringly, physically keeping Austin steady amid his shuddering and reminding him that he was literally in the polar bear's hands. Kane's jaws, however, were wide as he planted his open mouth against the curve of Austin's gluteal cleft to push his tongue to its farthest extent inside the otter's rectum--the tip of Kane's chin touched the back of the boy's balls while he huffed heavily under Austin's tail.

"Ooooh...oooooh fuck, Kane...moooore...pleeeeaaase," Austin groaned intermittently into his pillow.

Kane snorted and rumbled satisfactorily at the otter's feedback; he was moving his tongue so skillfully, so attentively, so artfully within Austin's ass that the boy thought he was going to just melt into a puddle. The polar bear proficiently slid his tongue back and forth inside the loosened tunnel of virgin flesh, rubbing over every ridge and dipping into every crevice with his velvety length of adroit muscle. When he gracefully glided over the slight bump of Austin's prostate, the otter moaned loudly and clutched his pillow while his hole opened even wider around Kane's tongue, as if begging the polar bear to penetrate even deeper. Kane took care to slowly, teasingly swirl his tongue around the inner walls of Austin's ass, daubing every inch his tongue passed over with a liberal coating of saliva, all while tasting the boy's natural flavors. As he deeply rimmed Austin, Kane gently pressed his tongue down, up, and on the sides of the fleshy passageway to encourage it to spread more...more...more...

Thunder rumbled as the minutes eased by, and the rain continued to fall.

Kane's occasional growling mixed with Austin's moans.

There was nothing else in the world for that time, just the storm that was coming down and Austin and Kane engaging in an act of hungry intimacy, of carnal vulnerability.

Austin kept his face buried in his pillow, drooling into the fabric--he was almost overwhelmed by the pleasure he was experiencing. He had never been so thoroughly relaxed, never felt so wide open...by now, he wouldn't have been surprised if he could take three of Kane's fingers, the polar bear had induced him to loosen up so much.

Meanwhile, Kane's saliva flowed freely from his mouth and into the boy's gaping ass, around his rim, and down his taint. As Kane continued his seductive tonguing of Austin's innards, the polar bear subtly worked his jaw up and down, gently munching on the otter's butt. In response, Austin pushed his hips up, trying to force his rump further into Kane's face, to get even more of the polar bear's tongue in his ass...but Kane's hands were solid and secure on his cheeks, holding him down while he ate...and ate...and ate...

Until, finally, Kane pulled back, withdrawing his tongue at a leisurely pace with a soft, wet schlup...before he raised his head from the sopping wetness of Austin's ass and gazed upon his work. Austin's sphincter was an open ring of muscle, a fleshy, deep pink, loose aperture that lightly pulsated and allowed Kane to easily view the pale red, vaguely wrinkled, glistening tissue that lined the boy's rectum. In the gloomy natural light that came in through the windows and balcony doors, the first few centimeters of the otter's gaping tunnel were visible before they faded to the darkness of Austin's depths. But if Austin had pushed, part of the tunnel could invert and barely protrude just enough to create the beginnings of a rosebud for Kane to slurp on even more...

The polar bear licked his lips, pleased. "Fuck, son, your ass tastes amazing," he huffed.

Austin took a calming breath before he finally lifted his head from his pillow. He craned his neck to look back at Kane and saw the happy-go-lucky smile on the polar bear's face. "Yeah?"

Kane nodded. "You'd better believe it. In fact..."

The polar bear pushed himself up onto his hands and knees and began to crawl forward, straddling Austin as he did so. He loomed over the otter, his belly rubbing against Austin's back as he crawled along the boy's body, until his lips were mere inches away from Austin's.

"...see for yourself."

Supporting himself above the otter, Kane leaned down. His muzzle met Austin's, his lips parted and pressed onto the boy's, his tongue pushed into his mouth...and Austin could taste the faint, musky flavor of his own ass. Austin moaned and held the kiss with Kane, suckling on the polar bear's tongue that had previously been slithering around in his guts only moments ago. Kane remained on his hands and knees, straddling Austin, but his hips pushed forward, gently grinding the thick, hefty club of his cock against the otter's backside as he kept kissing him. Austin huffed...Kane rumbled...Austin pushed his butt upward to grind with Kane...they kissed passionately, heat building between them...until eventually Kane's grinding slowed, and he pulled back again, though he remained on his hands and knees on top of Austin, with his cock resting heavily on the otter's taut buns.

The 57-year-old licked his lips again as he gazed down at the boy 37 years his junior beneath him. "You stayed."

Austin smiled and nodded. "Mmmhmm."

Kane looked at him meaningfully. "So...do you want me to..."

"Yeah."

Kane grinned and smooched Austin on the lips once more before he spoke again. "Tell me, kiddo. Tell me what you want."

Austin smirked, but he played along, unable to resist. "I want you, Dad."

The polar bear stole another kiss.

"I need you in me," Austin murmured.

Another peck on the lips.

"I need you to take..."

Another stolen kiss.

"...my virginity right now." The otter's voice was needy, desperate.

Kane growled. "That's my boy."

The polar bear kissed Austin once more on the lips before he began moving back down along the otter's body.

"Daddy's going to pop that tight little cherry just right, son."

Kane planted a kiss on Austin's back, between his shoulder blades.

"Don't you worry."

Another kiss on the otter's back, lower this time, in the middle of his spine.

"Daddy's here..."

Another kiss, now just above the base of Austin's tail.

"...to take care of his boy."

Kane growled to himself as he eased back onto his knees, settling into a tall kneeling position behind the otter. He reached down with his large hands and took hold of Austin's hips...and began to lift.

Austin got the hint, and with Kane's help, he pushed himself up from laying flat out on his stomach; his ass rose in the air as he lifted himself onto his knees, and still facing the headboard, he supported his upper body with his hands on the mattress. Now in position for doggy-style, Austin dropped his back slightly, showing off his ass, which Kane groped firmly for a moment...before the polar bear's hands dropped from the otter's rump.

Amid another rumble of thunder and the continuing downpour outside, Austin heard the click of a bottle cap being flipped open...the wet squish of thick liquid being squeezed out of the bottle...another click as the cap was closed once more...and the soft schlk-schlk-schlk of Kane rubbing slick and slimy lube on his cock. The polar bear must have had a bottle ready towards the foot of the bed, and Austin, still looking forward at the headboard, could only imagine the blunt mace of Kane's dark gray shaft greasily sliding through the his white-furred fingers, ready to enter the saliva-coated, gaping hole that Kane had spent so much time opening with his tongue already.

Austin gulped and shivered with anticipation, and he wagged his hips eagerly--his perky ass, plump balls, and throbbing member rocked from side to side as he moved.

"Mmm, look at that little rudderbutt...prime little piece of ass there...never been fucked, never been bred...Daddy's gonna change that today, son," Kane growled teasingly as he stroked his own cock, ensuring every millimeter of it was evenly coated with lube.

"Please do, Dad," Austin murmured, unable to stop himself from continuing to sway his hips...until Kane's left hand settled on his lower back and upper glute.

The weight, the warmth, and the calming and commanding presence of the polar bear's paw on his body was enough to bring Austin to a standstill and the otter allowed Kane to guide him slightly backwards.

"Aaaand...there we are," Kane mused when the tip of his cock pressed against the rim of Austin's hole.

The otter bit his lip--he felt like a racecar engine was in his stomach, revving up and ready to speed across the start line. Austin could feel the heft, the moist heat...the faint pulsations of the polar bear's heartbeat...the throbbing need of the older man's arousal as Kane's blunt glans kissed the outer ring of his sphincter, and his hole lightly convulsed, hungry, eager to be filled.

Kane sighed as he dragged the tip of his cock up and down over Austin's open back door. He slid smoothly across the boy's orifice, the combination of spit and lube making the sensitive dome of Kane's cockhead easily glide up and down...up and down...

"...ease..."

Kane chuckled--the otter had tilted his head back and hissed softly, too quietly for coherent words.

"What was that, son?"

"Pleeease, Daddy," Austin moaned more audibly this time.

"Please what?" Kane asked, still dragging the head of his cock across Austin's hole.

"Please fuck me...please breed me...I need you in me..."

"Heh, that's my boy."

Kane slowed to a stop, pressing the tip of his wet, glistening cock against Austin's gaping rim once more.

"I'm going to start pushing--I'll do my best not to hurt you, but tell me if it's too much, okay?" Kane instructed.

Austin nodded.

"What are you going to do, boy?" Kane asked, his voice soft.

The otter gulped nervously. "Tell you if it's too much, Dad."

"Good boy. Here we go, son..."

Still holding Austin's left hip with his left hand and keeping his right hand around the base of his shaft, Kane rolled his hips forward just enough to drive the fat head of his cock into Austin's ass.

The otter felt the pressure, felt the insistent push of flesh against flesh...

"Hooooo shiiit," Kane sighed.

"Unf!" Austin squeaked when the polar bear's glans entered him.

The coronal ridge that rimmed Kane's cockhead popped past the otter's sphincter, locking the thick, sensitive dome of flesh inside Austin's ass. The otter clenched slightly as he took a breath, his hole gently squeezing around the tip of the invading cock--this was thicker than anything he'd ever taken before, thicker than the vibrator, than his butt plug...and adrenaline and endorphins swirled within him, a maelstrom of shock and pleasure as he took in the significance of this moment, of his first time being truly penetrated by another man.

Kane held still, watching and feeling Austin's reaction--the otter was holding steady, and while his hole was still largely relaxed, the polar bear could feel the involuntary muscle spasms of the boy's sphincter. Kane had put in a lot of work to get Austin's ass to loosen up, but his prolonged rimming session could only do so much, and the otter's ring of muscle was lightly struggling to fully accommodate his girth...and he had so much more to give, so much more to feed into Austin...

"Let it out," Kane instructed soothingly. "Exhale...and let go, son..."

Austin didn't realize he'd been holding his breath, and he consciously sighed.

"Breathe...in...and out...that's it," Kane continued, watching the otter slowly inhale and exhale...and little by little, the boy's muscle spasms reduced to the faintest of tremors. "You don't need to fight it...you're doing what you were made for, taking Daddy's dick in your tight little boy pussy...there's no need to struggle..."

The polar bear pushed forward another centimeter, eliciting a soft groan from Austin. The otter could feel his insides stretching around the bulk of Kane's shaft. He focused on breathing, on relaxing...on enjoying this moment of connection shared between him and the older man sliding into him.

"I'm right here...Dad's here," Kane murmured as another centimeter of his cock slowly entered Austin's rear.

"Mmmhmm...fuck, Dad, you're so big," Austin moaned as his hole quivered around the thick shaft spreading him open.

"Heh, I know...I know...and you're gonna take it all, kiddo," Kane said, sliding another two centimeters forward. "It'll help if you push out to let me in...don't squeeze...just push."

Austin nodded and did as the polar bear advised. He began bearing down internally, willing himself to open further for Kane...

"Aaaawww yeah, that's it," Kane grunted as he felt Austin's innards part more easily around his member. He slowly slid another inch into the otter's snug, warm, and moist tunnel as he continued, "That's the real trick to it...it's not just about letting me in, you have to give up your hole to me...give up your virginity to me..."

"Mmmf! Yes, sir," Austin moaned; he had closed his eyes and kept his head tilted back, lost in the bliss of finally being taken, of finally experiencing what he had dreamed of doing for so long, and of having Kane be the one to fill his ass.

Kane pushed another inch of meat into Austin, gradually approaching the halfway point of his bulging shaft. The otter's hole stretched wider as the polar bear's girthy cock subtly tapered outward, and Austin could feel his insides spreading around the blunt tip of Kane's glans as the ursine cock slowly spearheaded into his guts. Austin huffed and grunted pleasurably as the heat rose in his body, and his cock flexed involuntarily as Kane's cock began sliding over his prostate on its journey into him.

"You have to give that tight, wet little hole to Dad...he knows how to fuck it...you were born for Daddy's pleasure...to have your dad's dick spread your hot little boy pussy open and fuck it properly," Kane crooned as he continued pushing his cock into Austin. Centimeter after centimeter of his turgid, throbbing, fleshy pole plunged deeper into the otter, and the polar bear at last had enough of his cock inside Austin to remove his hand from the base of his shaft. He placed his right paw on the otter's right hip, mirroring the position of his left hand. Kane held on tightly to Austin, subtly dragging the boy backwards to impale him on his cock while he kept up his own forward advance. "Trust me..."

"I trust you, Dad...fuuuuck, I trust you," Austin groaned hazily, limply allowing the polar bear to pull him back and penetrate his hole ever further.

Austin's stiff, six-inch erection bounced up and down beneath his belly, pumping powerfully with his arousal and flexing involuntarily as his ass was filled with Kane's cock. The polar bear's hot skin slid smoothly against the otter's inner flesh, the subtle textures of Kane's shaft rubbing the soft, sensitive walls of Austin's rectal cavity in just the right way. Beads of precum blossomed from Austin's urethra while Kane continued slowly driving his member over the otter's prostate--the beads grew larger as more precum leaked out, until they dripped in thin, clear, sticky strings of fluid, down to the fitted sheet on the mattress beneath Austin.

Thunder rolled and the morning's summer storm continued unabated.

Austin grunted and sighed, keeping his back dropped and his hips raised, intermittently bearing down and relaxing. Kane kept going, sliding inch after inch of his cock into Austin's hungry ass and pulling the otter closer to him by the hips. Austin's tight innards enveloped the polar bear's cock on all sides--his hole stretched wider around the bulbous shaft, taking Kane's girth with just enough effort to make him want even more, and with just enough of a bite to the stretch to give Austin that small hit of masochistic pleasure he always imagined whenever he fantasized about having a man's cock stuffed into him for the first time. While he consciously kept himself relaxed to let Kane in further, his ass still squeezed with a teasing natural elasticity that made the polar bear's cock flex within him.

"Fuuuuck, Austin...that's some perfect virgin ass right there," Kane growled.

"Hooooo, I'm glad to give it to you, Daddy," Austin sighed happily as Kane continued pushing deeper into him.

"Heh, I'll bet you are, son..."

The otter's sphincter followed the contours of the polar bear's cock; it widened to stretch around the fattest region of Kane's manhood before gradually closing again as the polar bear's shaft subtly tapered down to the base of his cock...until finally...

"Mmf!" Kane grunted as his pelvis made contact with Austin's rump, and he held his hips firmly against the boy's backside.

"Ooh fuuuuuck," Austin breathed--he could feel all 10 and a half inches of Kane's thick slab of beef lodged inside him like a well-fed snake in its den.

Fully hilted inside of Austin, Kane rested his length heavily in the boy's ass, while the polar bear's keg of a belly rested just as heavily on the shelf of Austin's back. He squeezed Austin's hips, groping them roughly in his massive hands while he kept the otter's butt planted firmly against his groin.

Austin huffed and hung his head, beyond satisfied that he had managed to take Kane, and feeling a sense of completeness he had never experienced before. The solid mass of the polar bear's cock followed the organic topography of his guts, slotting into place like a perfectly crafted puzzle piece that had been sculpted by the gods themselves just for him; it filled him so completely, made him feel as if he were whole, pressed on all the right spots, throbbed in harmony with his body's own rhythms...

"That's it...you feel all that weight in you, son?" Kane asked, his voice low and rumbling just like the thunder of the storm outside. He flexed his hard cock inside Austin's ass, pressing against the tunnel of soft tissue.

"Guuuhhh yes, Dad," Austin moaned as he raised his head to attention.

"Focus on that for a minute," Kane said gruffly. "That's the cock that made you, and now it's filling the hole that Daddy made...pressing on the prostate that Daddy made...that's all you need to think about."

"Fuuuck meee," Austin whimpered desperately as his ass involuntarily clenched around the shaft inside of him. His own cock was almost painfully hard and throbbing.

"Heh, that's the idea, son."

The two of them held still, connected with Kane inside of Austin and Austin around Kane. Though the open balcony doors let the cool air of the storm breeze in, the heat between the two bodies on the bed staved off any chill that the rain brought with it. If he and Kane did nothing else, Austin would have been happy just having the polar bear use him as a cockwarmer, simply keeping the older man's stiff member impaled in his ass all day long...

But after a few indulgent moments of rest, Kane began to withdraw, pulling out halfway; his skin dragged tenderly against Austin's innards, and the otter gritted his teeth at the feeling of being emptied out.

Kane paused at the widest point of his shaft, keeping the ring of Austin's sphincter stretched around his girth.

And then the otter grimaced, tensed, and drew a quick gasp at the pressure and dull ache of Kane starting to push back inside.

"Urngh!"

"Breathe out, kiddo, relax into it," Kane advised, still pushing.

"...hooooooo..." Austin consciously released the breath he was holding and dropped his head in an effort to loosen up again. His rigid back slackened, his shoulders sagged...

And Kane's cock began sliding back inside of him centimeter by centimeter, stretching his hole once more.

"That's it, just let it back in," the polar bear murmured as he continued rolling his hips forward at a glacial pace.

"Mmmm, so big...but so good," Austin grunted.

"Just wait until we're really moving," Kane chuckled. "You're--mmf..."

His hips connected with Austin's glutes as he re-hilted himself in the otter's ass.

"...gonna love when I'm pumping in and out of you for real," Kane finished. He squeezed Austin's waist in his huge hands teasingly. "But we need to get you loosened up some more first."

"Ah, sorry," Austin said ruefully.

"Don't even worry about it, kiddo--all part of the fun here," Kane replied, his tone soft and soothing. "We'll take all the time you need to open up, it's just you and me...and your Dad's going to turn that tight little hole into a proper cumdump," he added, flexing his cock inside of Austin for emphasis.

"Heh, thanks Dad."

"No problem at all...ready, Austin?"

The young otter pushed his ass firmly against Kane's groin. "Yep, let's do it."

Kane slowly withdrew again--this time Austin was ready for the empty feeling in his gut, and it wasn't as pronounced. When Kane paused at the widest point of his shaft, the otter took a deep, calming breath, filling his lungs...and let it out over a count of 12 seconds, deflating and allowing his core to go limp as the polar bear thrust back into him at the same methodical pace. They repeated the process again...and again...and again...and again...

"That's the way," Kane said encouragingly while the rain poured and thunder rumbled in the background. "You're getting it...just keep relaxing into it..."

Out halfway...pause...and ever so slowly back in...out halfway...pause...and ever so slowly back in...

The lube on Kane's cock smeared and spread along the walls of Austin's rectum, keeping the polar bear's movements fluid and smooth. The polar bear was an engine set to the slowest speed possible, never faltering, never halting, fueled by the hot coals of lust that burned within the furnaces of his belly and loins.

Grimaces and sucked teeth gradually morphed into moans and bitten lips, and the otter's cock continued to throb and pulsate as more precum dripped from its tip thanks to Kane repeatedly gliding over his prostate.

Austin's hole expanded and contracted around the widening and tapering regions of Kane's rock-hard member, and his gut bulged and receded as the polar bear pushed in and drew out. The otter relished the satisfying sensation of taking Kane's entire length, and the reward of feeling Kane's pelvis and belly against his rump and back; every withdrawal of the polar bear's blunt battering ram of a dick only made Austin want it more. Kane's encouragement and coaxing words filled his ears, and Austin ached to be opened up again and again, to have his quivering hole spread around Kane's turgid shaft, to be on the receiving end of his doting father figure's arousal, now and forever...

The rain kept pouring outside, washing the world as gray clouds continued to look overhead; thunder drummed through the sky every so often as the otter settled in comfortably and the polar bear behind him intently, deliberately pushed in and pulled out...pushed in and pulled out...

Austin wasn't certain when the change in his breathing pattern occurred, but somehow, somewhere along the way, he was inhaling and exhaling normally again. He was no longer consciously taking a breath to steady himself and letting it out to keep himself loose for Kane's forward thrusts.

"Yeah, you're getting it...damn, I can barely feel you clenching now," Kane observed.

Austin had been alternating between closing his eyes, looking down at the mattress, tilting his head back, and staring at the headboard, which he was looking at now as he grinned proudly. "Yeah?"

"Oh yeah...you're like a fucking glove," Kane replied smugly while he continued his slow, precision thrusting. "You fit perfectly for me, kiddo."

Austin smirked...and consciously squeezed around the polar bear's cock.

"Ooh, but that's nice," Kane huffed at the smooth muscle contraction on his shaft. "Gonna milk my dick, son?"

"Heh, I just might...want to try going a little faster?" Austin suggested. "I think I can take it."

Kane growled enthusiastically. "Hell yeah."

The polar bear pulled back again, but this time he went beyond the halfway point. Instead, he withdrew three quarters of his shaft before he quickly thrust into Austin.

Plap--his hips connected lightly with the otter's cheeks.

"Mmf!" Austin grunted, not in pain or with effort, but with pleasure as Kane swiftly spearheaded into his hole.

Kane withdrew three quarters of the way again, matching the speed of his previous thrust, and pushed in just as quickly.

Plap.

Plap.

Plap.

Plap.

Plap.

"Uungh...fuck, Daddy," Austin groaned. His taut buns bounced from the force of Kane's hips colliding with his rump, and his whole body was nudged forward with each thrust of the polar bear's powerful hips. Kane's cock was as stiff as ever, an unyielding lance that penetrated him again and again.

"Yeah, that good for you, kiddo?" Kane growled from behind the otter.

Plap.

Plap.

Plap.

Plap.

"Uh...uh-huh!"

"Good...you're doing great, son."

Plap.

Plap.

Plap.

Plap.

Rain poured down in cascades and thunder rolled in soothing crashes while Kane drove himself into Austin's ass at a moderate speed. His cock glided wetly in and out of the otter's stretched hole, greased by the mix of lube and spit that still slicked Austin's sensitive flesh.

Plap.

Plap.

Plap.

Plap.

"Fuck, Austin...fuck, fuck, fuck," Kane huffed, still holding onto the otter's hips tightly. He hilted himself into Austin's ass on each push forward, filling the boy to the brim.

"Hooo...that's soooo goood, Kane," Austin breathed, losing himself to the endorphins swirling in his brain and the lust coursing through his veins.

Plap.

Plap.

Plap.

Plap.

Austin dropped his back and kept his legs spread, raising his ass to offer more of himself up to Kane. He began rocking back and forth on his knees, pushing himself onto Kane's cock as the polar bear thrust forward and pulling himself off of the turgid shaft as Kane withdrew. His heart raced as he actively participated in getting fucked by the polar bear taking his virginity, and Austin's cock bounced back and forth between his legs, dribbling more thin threads of precum to the fitted sheet below.

Plap.

Plap.

Plap.

Plap.

"Shit, you're doing great, kiddo!"

"Faster...go faster...mooore," Austin pleaded.

"Heh, you got it," Kane rumbled.

Plap! Plap! Plap! Plap! Plap! Plap!

"Hunf! Hunf! Hunf! Hunf!" Austin grunted loudly as Kane picked up speed, now beginning to hump him in earnest, like a beast in rut.

"Mmm, you like that, son?"

Plap! Plap! Plap! Plap! Plap! Plap!

"Hunf! Hunf! I--hunf! Ooooh FUCK yes, Dad!" Austin cried out.

The bed shook and the solid headboard bumped against the wall in time with Kane's fast-paced fucking. Austin didn't care if Kane's neighbors could hear him through the walls or that the balcony doors were open to the world outside--he was getting fucked raw by a burly polar bear old enough to be his father and then some...and he was in absolute heaven. Kane's cock pistoned in and out of him, smushing his prostate constantly, and forcefully spreading his insides around the broad, bulging girth of his shaft; the polar bear's hips crashed against his ass and Kane's tank-like stomach bumped against his back. The whole time, Kane's hands held onto his waist like a pair of vise grips, reaffirming to Austin that he belonged to the polar bear, that the otter was Kane's to use for his own pleasure.

Plap! Plap! Plap! Plap! Plap! Plap!

"I...I love it!"

"Fuck yeah, you do!" Kane growled. "Look at you, taking it like a champ..."

Plap! Plap! Plap! Plap! Plap! Plap!

"Like you were born to have Daddy's dick inside you...that's what I raised you for..."

Plap! Plap! Plap! Plap! Plap! Plap!

"That's it...fuck, that's good...that's my boy...that's Daddy's little boy...giving up his virginity to his papa bear..."

"Oh fuuuuuuck, Daaaaaad!"

Plap! Plap! Plap! Plap! Plap! Plap!

"This is what you needed, isn't it, kiddo?"

Plap! Plap! Plap! Plap! Plap! Plap!

"Hunf! Hunf! Yes, Daddy!"

Kane kept up his pace, drilling hard and fast; he rapidly hurled himself into Austin, driving his cock into the boy like a jackhammer. The mass of his hefty gut swung back and forth with the motion of his humping, beating against Austin's back like a wrecking ball and powerfully rocking the boy forward even more. In addition to the sound of bodies making fast and forceful contact, Kane's member plunged in and out of Austin's hole with a wet, sloppy schlop-schlop-schlop.

"You needed your Daddy to pop your cherry?"

"Uh-huh!"

Plap! Plap! Plap! Plap! Plap! Plap!

Austin was riding high off of the sensations of Kane's cock grinding against his prostate, of Kane's hands gripping his hips and pulling him back and forth along his length, of Kane's heavy, lemon-sized balls swinging up against his own nuts...of the polar bear plowing him silly...

"Yeah you did...and now that tight little hole's wide open...you needed your dad's dick inside you so bad, didn't you?"

Plap! Plap! Plap! Plap! Plap! Plap!

Austin couldn't control himself--as his innards bulged repeatedly around the polar bear's shaft filling his gut, some deep, carnal instinct took hold of him, and the words tumbled out amid his grunting and huffing. "I--hunf! I can't live with...without it! Hunf! There's--mmf--nothing like ha-having you in...in me, Daddy...hunf! Hunf! How...how full you make me feel...like I'm--mmf--so fucking complete..."

"Heh, that's my boy...craving Daddy's big, fat cock like a good slut...grrrrr..."

Plap-lap-lap-lap-lap-lap...

The otter's admission seemed to light a fire under Kane--the polar bear growled as he humped faster, harder, smacking his hips against Austin's ass and vigorously thrusting his cock into the boy with unbridled lust.

"Ooooh fuuuuuhuuuuhuuuuhuuuuck," Austin moaned lewdly.

He didn't have any choice about keeping his ass raised for Kane; the polar bear held his hips up and roughly shook them back and forth as he drew the ring of Austin's loose sphincter over his length, treating the boy like a fucktoy...which suited Austin just fine. As his whole body jostled from the impact of Kane's manhandling and thrusting, Austin's upper torso dropped down; he had been supporting himself on his hands, but he couldn't resist the pull of gravity and the ache of his muscles any more, and he sank to his elbows, his face meeting the thick down pillow beneath him.

Plap-lap-lap-lap-lap-lap...

Kane fucked him aggressively, a wild animal in heat, overwhelmed by his primal instincts. The polar bear's thrusts were powerful, rapid, and needy, and Kane snarled dominantly, his guttural vocalizations mixing with the rumbling thunder and pouring rain outside--the ambience made Austin's imagination conjure up a brief vision of himself in a rainforest somewhere, having been found by a burly, brutish, horny, tribal native who had pawed and groped him lasciviously at first before breeding him deep in the jungle, far away from the civilized world in an act of erotically primitive conquest...

"Hunf! Hunf! Hunf! Hunf!"

"Fucking take it...take your Daddy's cock, boy...fuck, your hole's so perfect..."

Plap-lap-lap-lap-lap-lap...

That's right. Hot as Austin found the fantasy playing in his imagination, he wasn't in the rainforest getting railed by some loincloth-wearing savage--he was in the here and now, in a swanky hotel suite and having his virginity taken by a man just five years older than his

father...a man who he saw as his father...who Austin desperately wanted to be his father...

Plap-lap-lap-lap-lap-lap...

Screw the distinctions and degrees of separation; it didn't matter that he wasn't related to the polar bear by anything more than the close bond that the two of them shared--it was the bond itself that mattered. Austin was getting fucked by his dad, plain and simple, while Kane was plowing his son's ass hard and fast on his bed. And every thrust from Kane made Austin yearn for him even more.

Austin groaned and buried his face deeper in the pillow, which muffled the sound of his voice as he cried out, "Oooh FUUUCK Dad!"

"Mmm, good boy...you're so good at taking your Daddy's dick," Kane huffed.

Plap-lap-lap-lap-lap-lap...

The boy's cock was throbbing wildly and dripping precum in a constant trickle; Austin's balls bounced with every thrust of the polar bear's hips that sent Kane's testicles swinging up against the otter's nuts; his hole spread smoothly and slickly around Kane's hot, fat shaft, greasily accepting the polar bear's cock with wet schlop-schlop-schlop-schlops; and Austin's entire body was tingling, electrified all over as the heat and pressure grew in his loins while Kane smashed his prostate again and again and again.

"Daddy's gonna breed that ass raw...gonna paint those guts with cum...gonna load you up with all your brothers...you want that, kiddo?"

"Ungh...oh fuck yes!"

Plap-lap-lap-lap-lap-lap...

Austin's fur was damp with sweat, and if he had been in his right mind, he would have imagined that Kane was dripping with perspiration by now--Kane's breath was coming out in huffs and puffs, in snorts and growls. But the otter just panted into the pillow as Kane kept fucking him. The polar bear showed no signs of stopping, no signs of slowing down or needing a breather...and as much as Austin wanted Kane to keep going, to keep fucking him hard and raw like this...there was something else...a desire that made Austin push himself up from his elbows and back to his hands.

"Oh fuck...I...I want...I want," Austin gasped.

Plap-lap-lap-lap-lap-lap...

"Yeah?" Kane grunted. "Tell Daddy what you want, son."

Plap-lap-lap-lap-lap-lap...

"I...want to see you...while you're fucking me," Austin huffed.

The polar bear snickered as he slowed to a stop, now fully hilted in the otter once more. "Heh, I like the way you think, kiddo. C'mere, I've got an idea."

Kane tugged his member out of Austin completely with a wet plop, prompting a grunt from the otter, before he reached forward to wrap an arm around the slender frame he had been fucking. With some maneuvering, Kane pulled Austin off the bed and half-carried, half-dragged the boy out of the bedroom and back to the living space of his suite. The polar bear led the way past the open balcony doors and past the reclining chair that he and the otter had fooled around in last night...and Kane dropped heavily onto the sofa, draping his right arm on the armrest as he pulled Austin down with him to straddle his lap. The boy's knees rested on the thick foam cushion on either side of Kane's broad thighs, and Austin was face-to-face with the polar bear, his arms over Kane's shoulders and his butt nestled just above the base of the mountainous man's cock.

"Comfy?" Kane asked.

"Mm, very," Austin replied before leaning in to kiss the polar bear.

As their lips met and their tongues lapped against each other, Austin lifted himself up and Kane used his left hand to reach down and hold his member steady. The blunt, broad tip of his cock poked up at the otter's gaping hole, and Austin slowly lowered himself down while still making out with Kane--it took a few tries, as both Austin's back door and the polar bear's member were still greasy from the combination of lube and spit. But multiple attempts of sliding flesh against flesh soon yielded results, and Austin moaned into Kane's mouth as he at last began sinking down for real, impaling himself on the polar bear's beefy manhood.

When Austin at last drew back to break the kiss, a thick strand of saliva kept the tip of his tongue connected to Kane's--the otter didn't know how much of the drool rope was his and how much was the polar bear's, but he didn't care about that. The only thing he was focusing on at that moment was the act of settling down into Kane's lap, enveloping the older man's cock in his ass completely. The otter's own member slid smoothly over the fur of the polar bear's belly, sandwiched between the two bodies on the sofa.

"That's it, boy...now start riding," Kane ordered smugly, leaning back to relax.

"Heh, yes sir!"

Austin raised himself on his knees again, up...up...up until his sphincter encircled Kane's frenulum, just below the polar bear's glans, before he sank back down in his kneeling squat...until his ass met the pad of Kane's groin once more. Austin shuddered and moaned as he repeated the motion, savoring every second while Kane watched him, grinning; the otter couldn't tell if the older man was smiling with paternal pride or perverted delight.

"Unf! Unf! Unf!"

Plap.

Plap.

Plap.

Plap.

Soon Austin had settled into a steady rhythm, riding Kane like a large dildo. Kane kept his right hand on the sofa's armrest while his left hand had settled on Austin's hip, rising up and coming down along with the otter squatting over him repeatedly.

"Mmm, good boy," Kane growled. "Keep riding it like that..."

Plap.

Plap.

Plap.

Plap.

"Ungh, fuck...this is awesome, Daddy," Austin grunted.

His back arched, his heart raced, and his thighs burned from the physical activity, but Austin kept going. On every upward lift, he could feel the lips of his anus being dragged out of him, sliding along the thick, throbbing pole that he rode, before they were pushed inside again as he sank back down onto the beefy, bulging pole that filled him perfectly. The otter's stiff cock was now leaking precum onto Kane's stomach, his own body fluids seeping into the polar bear's fur; his prostate was aching from the repeated abuse it was receiving, but Austin didn't care. He just wanted more of Kane's cock stuffed inside of him.

"Shit yeah, son...keep going...ride that dick like you need it."

"Ungh...fuck, I do!"

Plap! Plap! Plap! Plap!

Austin rode harder, faster, lifting himself up and dropping back down along Kane's length. He held onto the polar bear's shoulders for support, and he kept huffing and grunting with the exertion of riding Kane's thick member.

"Hungh...hungh...hungh...hungh..."

"What a good boy...fuck me, you can take it," Kane growled contentedly.

"Heh, I...hungh...I aim to please, Dad," Austin breathed.

"Mmm, that's my boy...yeah, keep fucking yourself on Daddy's dick..."

Plap! Plap! Plap! Plap!

The thunderstorm beyond the open balcony doors rumbled and rain continued pitter-pattering down, while Austin kept riding Kane on the couch, intermittently clenching his ass to milk the polar bear. Austin made eye contact with Kane whenever he could spare a glance at the older man, wanting to see the expression on the polar bear's face, to connect even more with the man 37 years his senior that he was riding--Kane gazed back at him intently, his deep blue eyes brimming with satisfaction of lust, while his mouth hung open as he panted.

Plap! Plap! Plap! Plap!

"Uuuungh fuck, kiddo...you're really getting the hang of this."

"Hungh...hungh...fuck...oh fuck...right there!" Austin couldn't stop himself from moaning--Kane's cock was just too good, and he kept impaling himself on it, too horny to even think of stopping or altering his pace. "Hungh...hungh..."

Plap! Plap! Plap! Plap!

Kane began grinding his hips up against Austin's ass every time the otter's cheeks made contact with his groin.

"You're working that dick so good...you're a natural little slut, aren't you?"

"Mmmhmm...just like you raised me, Dad."

"Heh, atta boy...that hole you're fucking doesn't belong to you, does it?"

"N-no...fuck...it's yours, Daddy! It's--hungh--all yours!"

"Damn right it is, son," Kane growled cockily.

"Hungh...hungh...holy shit...hungh...hungh," Austin panted.

Plap! Plap! Plap! Plap!

Austin carried on...and on...practically throwing himself down onto Kane's lap to get every inch of polar bear cock into himself. Nearly all rational thought had been driven out of the otter's mind, replaced by the haze of hormones and pleasure that only intensified the longer he rode Kane's dick while the polar bear sat back on the couch, watching him and grunting in time with Austin's huffing and panting...until eventually...

"Heh, enjoying yourself, kiddo?" Kane smirked.

Austin nodded, breathless, borderline delirious. "Uh...uh-huh!"

The polar bear quickly smooched him on the lips before growling, "Then I think you'll really like this."

Kane leaned forward, closing the already-tight gap between himself and Austin, and wrapped his left arm up and around the lithe otter's back to hold him in place.

"Time to let Daddy drive," Kane grunted before he began actively thrusting his hips up against Austin's rump.

"Oooh! Hoooooo...fffffuuuuuck," Austin groaned--the otter stopped lifting himself up and down and kept his knees bent and still as Kane humped up into him.

Plap-lap-lap-lap-lap-lap...

"Hnnngh...oh shit, that ass is like velvet...yeah, squeeze on me just like that!" Kane growled as Austin clenched around his cock.

The polar bear jackhammered up into the otter, his rapid-fire thrusts powerful and urgent.

Plap-lap-lap-lap-lap-lap...

"Huuuhuuuuhuuuuungh..." Austin's wordless moaning spilled from his mouth as he held onto Kane's shoulders--he bucked and bounced with the older man's forceful humping, almost as if he were riding a wild bronco, but the polar bear's arm around his back locked around him like a seatbelt, keeping the boy from moving too much.

Plap-lap-lap-lap-lap-lap...

Whump-whump-whump-whump...

Kane's own ass crashed against the couch cushion on every downward pull out of Austin, adding to the noise of his hips slamming into the otter's rear; he used his feet on the floor and his right arm on the sofa's armrest for leverage to thrust up enough to lift his hips from the cushion again, and his whole body movements were strong enough to make the whole couch shake.

Plap-lap-lap-lap-lap-lap...

"Hungh...hungh...ungh, shit..."

"Yeah...fucking take it...that's my boy..."

Austin hugged himself close to Kane as the burly polar bear roughly fucked him. This was so much more intense, so much more fulfilling than the otter had ever imagined his first time would be--he had fantasized plenty of times about some random hookup that would be a simple and fast affair to pop his cherry, just to get the job done. But this...

Kane fucked with a primal brutality--not the kind of frenzied or frantic humping of someone just looking to get their rocks off, but there was an element of intimacy to the polar bear's aggressive fucking. It showed in how he held onto Austin, a predator tightly grasping the prey he had caught and refusing to let go for anything. The otter belonged to the polar bear completely at this moment, inside and out--there were no secrets between them, there was no space separating them, nothing at all to hold Kane back from driving himself into the vulnerable otter's insides, nothing at all to prevent Austin from accepting every inch of raw polar bear dick that pumped into him again and again...

Plap-lap-lap-lap-lap-lap...

"Hungh...hungh...oooh fuuuuck, Dad," Austin whimpered.

"Grrr...Daddy's here...your dad's got you, son," Kane rumbled.

The rain kept pouring down outside, and thunder rolled through the sky again.

Kane went on, ramming himself into Austin in a way that maximized the young otter's pleasure as well as his own. The polar bear's thick cock rubbed slickly against the boy's insides, vigorously pushing past every crease and fold of Austin's sensitive inner flesh; Austin couldn't get enough of how his hole was being stretched again and again around Kane's girthy member, nor could he get enough of how the lips of his anus were still being drawn out and shoved in repeatedly; and he felt like his whole world was quaking as the polar bear's blunt, bulging shaft pulverized his prostate again and again, effectively milking it. Austin's own cock--sandwiched against the writhing otter's flatter stomach and the thrusting polar bear's thicker musclegut--throbbed as it leaked more precum, slicking the tight confines between the two furred bodies with slimy, slippery fluid.

Plap-lap-lap-lap-lap-lap...

As Kane drove himself harder and faster into Austin, Austin's own hips gyrated faster as well, thrusting his cock against Kane's belly; the boy was practically humping the polar bear's stomach at this point, and with the continued stimulation to his prostate in addition to the sensation of his cock sliding over Kane's fur and being squeezed against the older man's gut, Austin could feel himself approaching his climax...he just needed more...something more to push him even closer...

Kane, it seemed, was feeling the same way.

"Huuuuffff...oh fuck, kiddo, I need more," the polar bear groaned, grinding to a halt.

"Ungh...huunngh...more?" the otter mumbled blearily.

Kane scooted forward on the couch, still holding Austin in his lap.

"Yeah...hold on...gonna do some real fucking here," Kane grunted before he took a breath. "Hyuuup!"

Crack!

"Ooh! Are you okay?" Austin asked, concerned--Kane's back had audibly cracked as the polar bear had pushed himself up to stand from the couch while holding the otter.

"Heh, yeah," Kane groaned.

Cradling Austin against him, Kane stepped forward...and another step...another...another...and one more before he shoved the otter's back against the wall next to the open balcony doors. Kane's heft and strength kept Austin pinned to the wall, suspended off the ground--Austin wrapped his legs around the polar bear's waist to help.

"Huff, don't get old, kiddo," Kane chuckled before he smooched Austin. "Now, where were we...oh, that's right..."

Plap-lap-lap-lap-lap-lap...

Carrying on as if nothing had changed, the polar bear resumed fucking Austin in earnest. Now that he was standing, Kane had even more leverage and power at his disposal than when he'd been sitting on the couch, and he plowed hard into the otter, forcing the boy against the wall repeatedly with his thrusting.

"Hungh! Hungh! Hungh! Oh! Fuck! Yes! Right! There! Dad!" Austin cried out loudly, clutching onto Kane's shoulders--the polar bear's cock felt like it was pushing even deeper into him, Kane's arousal spearheading into his very core.

"Unf! Unf! Unf! Hrrrr...that's Daddy's good boy!" Kane snarled into Austin's ear as he passionately fucked the otter.

The sheer curtains billowed softly in the light breeze that blew through the open balcony doors next to Austin, curling like ocean waves while the two men writhed and squirmed against each other.

"Ha-ha-harder, Kane!" Austin gasped--even though the air was cooler thanks to the rain, every inch of the otter was on fire. He was overheating, a nuclear warhead nearing criticality, and he wanted Kane to push him to explode.

"Mrf...you want harder...you're gonna get harder, kiddo," Kane growled.

Plaplaplaplaplaplaplaplaplaplap...

Kane's pelvis slammed hard against Austin's butt, and his cock shot like a blunt missile into the otter's ass, its hefty bulk violently penetrating the boy over and over again.

"Ooooh fffuuuuuuhuuuuhuuuuck," the otter groaned lewdly as the polar bear screwed his brains out.

Austin arched his back in pleasure and rolled his head back against the wall, grunting and huffing like an animal; he curled his toes; he raked his fingers through Kane's damp coat and clung to a hank of thick white fur in each hand; he squeezed his legs around the polar bear's waist; the smell of sweat, musk, sex, and rain mixed in his nostrils, combining into an aroma of something greater than the sum of their parts, into unadulterated desire...into love...

Plaplaplaplaplaplaplaplaplaplap...

Austin held on for dear life as Kane carried on rutting him, snarling and growling into the boy's ear. The polar bear's massive paws held Austin's rump, supporting him from beneath while Kane's bulk and the force of his thrusting still held him against the wall. Before, Austin had been rolling his hips forward and grinding his cock against Kane's stomach--now, Kane's belly was undulating and pressing under the boy's sensitive, throbbing erection, helping Austin along ever closer to the finish line.

"Hangh! Hangh! Hangh! Fuungh! Hangh!" Austin panted in short gasps--Kane was pounding the air out of him, making it impossible for the boy to say anything coherent.

"Hrngh! Hrngh! Hrgnh!" The polar bear punctuated every thrust with a rumbling grunt, too embroiled in his fucking to reply with more than that.

But neither of them needed words. There, in the darkened hotel suite, as the older, burly polar bear hammered hard into the younger, slender otter, the two of them needed nothing more than the carnal language of their bodies to communicate with each other. Palms pressed into flesh; sweat rolled along dips and valleys to mix with spit and precum; hearts thundered with need in unison; lips feverishly sought each other out, meeting in kisses that seemed to last for ages before breaking apart; foreheads pressed together and eyes gazed into each other longingly, achingly; members pulsated and pounded; and loins quivered and pressure rose as the two bodies drew closer to the precipice they both wanted to hurl themselves over.

Plaplaplaplaplaplaplaplaplaplap...

Kane's cock swiftly pumped in-out-in-out-in-out, driving Austin wild with the thrill of being so powerfully fucked. Austin clenched and relaxed, milking Kane's turgid shaft in the snug, hot tunnel of his ass.

Plaplaplaplaplaplaplaplaplaplap...

"Hngh! Oh! Unf! I...hngh!"

Through all of it, Austin forgot himself more and more--when he had been in the park and writhing under the tree thanks to Kane's machinations with the vibrator, the otter had practically undergone an out-of-body experience. But this was so vastly different, a whole other realm of disconnection from himself; it was as if, in the act of filling Austin with his cock, Kane was pushing more of his very soul into the otter and receiving Austin's in return. The more that Kane so ardently fucked him, the more that Austin's heart swelled with the feeling of blooming into something so much bigger than himself, of merging with the polar bear on a level beyond physical and beyond spiritual. Austin couldn't tell where he ended and Kane began, whether they were two individuals swirling together in a complementary semblance of yin and yang or one unit of burning, erotic lust and agonizingly divine love.

"Hangh! Hangh! Shiii...awf...I'm...ungh!" Austin was so close, teetering precariously on the verge. The polar bear had been pushing so many buttons perfectly, yet one remained untouched...one vital switch that still needed to be flipped. Austin didn't know exactly what it was, but he knew he was a hair's breadth away from completion, and he needed Kane to keep going. It took him a moment to muster up the breath and strength to speak--his voice quavered as he whimpered, "Aw...fuuuuck, Kaaaaane...don't stop...I'm...I'm so close!"

"Hrngh! Hrngh! Hrgnh! Nnguuuuh!" Kane panted for air, catching just enough of his breath to grunt, "Ha...hang on--mmf!--tight, son...Daddy's...nngh...got you!"

With what little dexterity and strength he had on reserve while he was exerting so much energy already, Kane removed his right hand from Austin's buttock and reached between himself and the otter...and wrapped his paw around the boy's throbbing cock.

The pressure, the texture, the tenderness, the heat, the friction...all as his father's hand began stroking his member while fucking him...

The dam broke, and it was too much for the young otter to take.

"I...gonna...hhhnnNNNNGGHHH!" Austin cried out, convulsing as his balls drew up tight and his orgasm took him.

Austin clung onto Kane as he came hard and messily between them, a liferaft in the storm of his orgasm. Thick cum spurted from his spasming cock in gooey strands of pale, translucent white that immediately seeped into his and Kane's belly fur--it smeared and gummed up their already damp coats, and there was so much that it resembled more of a sticky, sloppy mass of slime between Kane and Austin than the typical, clearly distinct ropes of a splattered load. The otter's whole body rhythmically clenched and relaxed as he blasted jet after jet of his seed between himself and the polar bear, and every burst seemed to drive him crazier with an exponentially more intense wave of pleasure.

But less than a second later--

"FFUUUUOOOOOOOOOOAAAAARR!" Kane roared with the force of his entire body; his sonorous voice made Austin's bones shake and overpowered the otter's comparatively feeble cries as he slammed his hips into the boy's ass one last time.

"Nguuuh! Nguuuuh! Nguuh!" Austin grunted with every soul-splitting spasm of Kane's cock pulsing deep inside of him and forcibly unloading what felt like gallons of potent polar bear seed.

Where Austin had produced just jets of cum, Kane fired a torrential deluge of hot, fresh batter into the otter. Surge upon surge of polar bear cum exploded deep into Austin's guts, painting his innards with viscous, musky coats of potent jizz. It flooded into every nook and cranny, filling the otter thoroughly as Kane's cock pumped more thick cream from his lemon-sized balls, and Austin could do nothing but take every ounce of Kane's cum--the physical essence of his surrogate father's passion and love--that he was given.

The two of them huffed and groaned through the tsunamis of their orgasms that crashed through their bodies--Kane's legs trembled with the force of an earthquake as he supported both himself and Austin, but he stayed standing, holding the boy up while he experienced the dizzying heights of pleasure like never before. In the haze of hormones that gripped them both, Kane let go of both Austin's spurting cock and his rump, and he hugged the lean otter close to himself as Austin hugged Kane tightly.

"Aaawwww fuuuuuuuuhuuuuuck, Austin," Kane moaned, leaning against the wall with the otter pinned to him. With his cock still pulsing and depositing more cum inside Austin, Kane managed to huff, "Nguuuh...you're...so perfect...every part of you...inside...and out...fucking perfect, kiddo..."

"Huuuungh...uuunngghhh...Dad...I...oh fuuuck..."

The two of them stayed still, simply shuddering and moaning as they clutched onto each other desperately. Their chests and stomachs--messily smeared with Austin's cum--heaved and rubbed against each other, they panted into each others' faces, their hearts raced, and their muscles spasmed involuntarily throughout the apex of their climaxes. The sheer bliss that Austin was experiencing was beyond anything he had felt before--it was a whole-body, tingling, delirium-inducing, blazing inferno of raw pleasure that could have cracked worlds in half and launched him clear across the cosmos and into another galaxy...all thanks to Kane...all thanks to the man who had cared for him so much...who had bred him so roughly and thoroughly...the man to whom he, Austin, had willingly given his virginity.

The rain still fell, and thunder rolled in the distance.

The two men, at the crescendo of their copulation, intensely kissed, locking their muzzles together and catching each others' drool in their mouths, lapping each others' tongues frenetically, and nibbling each others' lips. Kane and Austin made out with the fiery passion of their very first kiss, as if they had never done so before and were truly expressing their desire, love, and lust for each other for the very first time.

Seconds ticked by, growing into minutes.

The gloom of the storm still hung in the sky, and the hotel suite remained in the semi-darkness of the summertime downpour.

The curtains lazily billowed in the breeze again, the only thing moving in the living room apart from the quivering wrecks that were Austin and Kane.

The two of them were still kissing. The boy was still impaled on the older man's cock, and the polar bear still kept the otter pinned to the wall. They shook and bucked against each other, riding through the last jolts of their orgasms, grunting and making out through the overstimulation that wracked their erogenous zones, basking in the afterglow...and the frenzied activity of their bodies eventually slowed. Flows of bodily fluids ebbed to oozing trickles before they stopped, throbbing pulsations grew still, and erections began to soften and go flaccid. Racing heartbeats gradually downshifted, and pants and gasps returned to normal. The feverish, needy urgency of their kissing dissipated, turning more tender and delicate...before, with a final smooch, Kane pulled back and gazed at Austin, a charming half-smile on his lips.

Austin grinned back slyly.

"Heh...hi," Kane murmured softly.

"Hi," Austin replied. "Ready for round two?"

Kane guffawed and snorted. "Ha! Someone's a little hornball, huh?"

"Maybe just a little," Austin snickered.

"Whew, what I'd give for your energy, kiddo...you make me feel young again, but Daddy needs a rest."

The polar bear started to move, and Austin realized Kane must be exhausted from holding him up after all this time. "Ah, you can put me down!"

"I will, just gotta...hang on," Kane grunted as he lifted with his knees and pushed back, so he and Austin were no longer against the wall.

The polar bear padded from the living room back to the bedroom, moving with surprising alacrity considering he was carrying an extra 160 pounds of weight, and he back-flopped onto the mattress with Austin on top of him.

"Hoooooooo, fuck...you're a good lay, son," Kane sighed contentedly as he settled onto the bed. "Mmf!"

"Hoo, there we go!" Austin snickered as Kane's now-flaccid member plopped out of his loose hole; a small trickle of cum leaked out when the plug of Kane's cock had jostled free, and it dribbled down along the boy's taint. "Hngh!"

The otter quickly clenched, holding the rest of the polar bear's load safely within him.

"Keeping it all in?"

"Yes sir!" Austin replied.

"Good boy, don't want any of that batter to go to waste...gotta make sure I got you good and pregnant," Kane joked.

"Heh, I feel pregnant already--you basically came in my brain...fuck, you really pumped me full," Austin grunted as he shifted and shuffled to lay more comfortably on top of the larger man's belly and chest.

"I wanted to make sure my boy got a big load for his first time," Kane chuckled, laying his hand on Austin's back. He grinned up at the young otter and ruffled the scruffy, sweaty mess of fur on top of the boy's head. "Hooo, you did good, kiddo."

Austin perked up at the positive feedback. "Yeah? I was okay?"

"Hell yeah, better than okay! You were...superb...flawless!" Kane replied sincerely. "Could've even fooled me about being a virgin, you were a natural! Fucking you was mindblowing...I didn't go too rough on you, though, did I?"

"Nooo, you were just right!" Austin answered enthusiastically. "That was, like..."

"Exactly what you needed?"

The otter nodded, and the polar bear grinned smugly. "Glad I could give you a good first time, Austin."

"That was a perfect first time...thank you, Kane," Austin sighed blissfully as he laid his head on Kane's chest.

The two of them lapsed into silence, simply lying together in bed like that, with Kane on his back and Austin cuddled on top of him. The naked Kane embraced the equally nude Austin, with nothing between them but their fur as they relaxed intimately together. The otter listened to the polar bear's heartbeat and his lungs expanding and contracting as his belly slowly rose and fell beneath him. Kane slowly rubbed Austin's back, his fingers lazily dragging through the boy's fur and tracing over the topography of his shoulder blades, lightly digging his knuckles into Austin's muscles to make the otter relax even more.

The storm went on in the background, soothing Kane and Austin further after their morning romp, lulling them into a light doze. Their eyes closed...there was no paying attention to the clock...no thinking about what else the day had in store for them...only this period of vaguely somnolent peace and satisfaction that the two men enjoyed in each others' company...

Until, eventually, a familiar urge began to rise in Austin, one that he couldn't ignore any longer.

The otter took a breath and began to push himself up off of Kane.

"Where're you going?" Kane mumbled sleepily as Austin rose up to his hands and knees.

"Uh...bathroom? I gotta pee."

The polar bear's eyes opened, and he cracked a devious smile. "Oh really? You don't need to go to the bathroom for that, boy."

Austin furrowed his brow, confused. Kane wiggled his own eyebrows...and the implied suggestion clicked in the otter's brain.

"Oh! Uh...are you sure?"

"Yep. Come on, give me what you've got...papa bear's thirsty."

Austin hesitated for only a second before he knew he just couldn't pass up the opportunity...and Kane was offering, after all, how could he refuse? He crawled into position, getting onto his knees and straddling Kane's torso as he sidled up along the polar bear's body, until his legs were astride the older man's shoulders and his flaccid cock was hanging directly above Kane's snout. "Heh, you're nasty, but I like it," Austin snickered, reaching down to angle his dick for the polar bear's lips.

Kane smirked back up at him while he rested his hands on Austin's hips, holding him in place. "Says the kid who ate his own load out of my ass last night."

"Touché."

Kane winked before he opened his jaws wide, revealing the great chasm of his maw. His tongue rested on the bottom of his mouth, and Austin could see all the way to the opening of the polar bear's throat. Even in the dim light, the inside of Kane's wet mouth dully glistened with his drool.

Austin's stomach fluttered as the polar bear's warm breath gently wafted up under his balls and dick--he could just imagine Kane's tongue curling up along his shaft, and now he was going to...

"So...do I just..."

"Uh-huh," Kane grunted confidently before he closed his eyes.

"Okay..."

The otter held his cock steady, aiming for the wide pad of the polar bear's tongue. Austin took a breath...readying himself to answer the call of nature here while kneeling over Kane's open jaws...

And he relaxed.

Pit-pat-pipipipipipipi...

"Aaahhh," Austin sighed in relief as he let loose a thick stream of translucent, pale yellow piss into Kane's open mouth.

The boy's piss splattered against the older man's tongue at first before pooling in Kane's maw with the gurgling and splashing of a fountain. The semi-yellow, lightly-acrid fluid rippled and sloshed in the confines of Kane's mouth as the water level grew higher, covering the polar bear's back molars and rising up along his tongue. A thin layer of frothy bubbles formed on the surface, creating the illusion that Kane had simply opened his mouth under a beer tap and was getting a drink with a small amount of foam.

"Nngh...hrrrr," Kane rumbled softly, exhaling through his nose contentedly while his mouth filled with Austin's urine. As he lay still, he continued holding the otter by the hips, allowing Austin to keep pissing into his open mouth until...

"Glurk! Glurk! Glurk!"

Just before Austin's urine was about to overflow out of his mouth, Kane swallowed powerfully, guzzling the young otter's piss with the ease of a fraternity brother gulping down a mouthful of beer.

"Damn...you really were thirsty, huh?" Austin murmured as he looked on, amazed and aroused by the sight of his water disappearing down the polar bear's throat with systematic, effortless gulps.

Never in his wildest fantasies did Austin imagine himself being with someone willing to drink his piss like this, but here he was, freshly bred and fat with cum, kneeled over Kane, and pissing into his surrogate dad's mouth like he was at a urinal.

Kane's mouth didn't stay empty for long, though. As soon as he stopped swallowing and closed his esophagus, more piss began to fill his maw. Austin continued emptying his bladder, letting his piss fly in a downward arc past the polar bear's lips to splatter on his tongue again and refill Kane's mouth. As more urine pooled around his tongue and rose over his teeth once more, Kane opened his eyes and gazed up at Austin tenderly, warmly...gratefully. Austin's heart skipped a beat when he realized that this was more than just a kink for Kane--it was an act of intimacy, of devotion. Sure, there was the illusion that Austin was being dominant and marking Kane as his territory, but the otter knew full well that the polar bear was truly in charge here; Kane was assertively drinking his piss and holding the boy in place, forcing Austin into a vulnerable position to relieve himself and giving the otter no choice but to relax and urinate into his mouth.

"Glurk! Glurk! Glurk!"

Kane's gulps were loud, confident, and full while his Adam's apple bobbed up and down with each swallow of Austin's piss.

But in this moment, after having so vigorously fucked Austin, Kane had requested a drink, and the otter was quenching the polar bear's thirst--could there be anything more intimate than that? They had already eaten each other out, already bred each other raw, already kissed so many times with so much passion, already seen, felt, and explored every inch of each other--in addition to all that, could they perform an act of devotion more personal and affectionate than what they were doing now, with Austin emptying his bladder into Kane's mouth for the polar bear to swallow?

Probably not.

"Glurk! Glurk! Glurk!"

The corners of Kane's lips were raised in an open-mouthed grin as he swallowed again, easily keeping up with how much Austin pissed into his muzzle. The polar bear maintained eye contact with the otter the whole time; his bright blue eyes seemed to gleam with a light of their own, blazing with a steady, piercing, paternal intensity, the kind of reassuring gaze that Austin had always wanted to see in his father's eyes. In that gaze, he saw certainty, steadfast conviction, strength, and unconditional love, as if Kane was silently saying, "Give yourself over to me completely, boy--I have you. You can always trust me. Dad's here for you, forever and always."

Austin's heart swelled and his cock chubbed in his loose grasp as he continued aiming his stream of piss down into Kane's open mouth. His water splashed and splooshed as it filled the polar bear's maw, and he poured more and more of himself for Kane's enjoyment. Kane caught everything he was given, not letting a single drop of warm, fresh piss go to waste.

"Glurk! Glurk! Glurk!"

The polar bear swallowed his fresh mouthful of urine, sending it down his throat and into his stomach.

"Heh...drink up, Dad," Austin murmured cheekily. "Just can't get enough of your kid's piss, huh?"

Kane's eyes sparkled and his grin seemed to widen deviously while Austin's stream of urine splattered against his tongue and pooled in his mouth; he squeezed the otter's waist in his hands as if to say, "Absolutely! Keep the good stuff coming, son."

The faintly acrid aroma of his piss wafted up to Austin's nose, and he could only imagine how it tasted to Kane...but there wasn't even a trace of a grimace on the polar bear's face. If anything, Kane looked almost ready to shake his head back and forth under Austin's piss to bathe his face in it; if it weren't for the fact that doing so would have drenched the bedsheets, the otter would have happily hosed down the polar bear right then and there.

"Glurk! Glurk! Glurk!"

The flow of Austin's stream at last began to ebb, and the otter could feel the familiar sensation of an empty bladder, no longer full of water to unload. His stream slowed to a pitter-pattering trickle...and finally to a stop. He shook the last few drops into Kane's mouth, where they landed before the polar bear closed his jaws and swallowed one last time.

Gulp!

"Aaahhh," Kane sighed as if he'd just finished drinking a refreshing glass of water. "There's nothing like the taste of boy piss in the morning...you're really good, kiddo."

"Heh, thanks--oh!" Austin gasped when Kane rocked his muzzle upward and flicked the tip of his tongue over the otter's meatus, licking up the very last vestiges of urine that clung to Austin's glans. "Thanks, Dad."

"Ah-ah, thank you!" Kane emphasized as Austin shuffled and slid back down to cuddle with him. He licked and smacked his lips before he happily sighed, "Been a while since I had a good drink like that."

"Glad I could give you one...you're really into piss, huh?" Austin asked, nuzzling his head on the polar bear's firm chest.

"Oh yeah, it's one of my favorites...and from the way you were smiling, it looked like you were having a good time giving it to me."

Austin nodded enthusiastically.

"Think you'd ever want to try being on the receiving end?"

"You mean drinking yours?"

Kane shrugged. "If you like, or just getting pissed on...getting a golden shower."

"I don't know...hadn't really thought about it. But that doesn't mean I'm not open to trying it out sometime," Austin noted.

Kane patted his back. "Always good to have an open mind for stuff like that, kiddo--not saying we have to do it right now, but just wanted to see if you'd be open to it. Heh, you know, considering how much you like eating ass and getting your balls whacked, I'm pretty confident you're going to be one nasty little freak...just like me," he added with a wink.

Austin chuckled. "You keep introducing me to stuff I end up liking! I mean, both of those are...hoo, they're nice! And I'm down to try just about anything at least once...and there's so much other stuff out there, too!"

"Music to my ears, boy," Kane replied. "What else would you want to try out?"

"Well, more watersports and more CBT for sure...sounding--"

"Really?"

"Uh-huh. It was really hot seeing that bull with a rod in his dick when they were recording at X-Otico."

"Oh yeah! Think you'd want one stuffed down your cock, too?"

"Mmhmm, at least just to try it! Let's see...you got me curious about hypnosis while we were there, too. And maybe some more public stuff...maybe pup play? You know, with the hoods?"

"Uh-huh." Kane nodded.

"And feet...maybe some choking...oooh, more spanking and bondage!" Austin added excitedly.

The polar bear chuckled. "You liked being strapped to that X-cross and having Duke Oslo spank you, huh?"

"Yep!"

"Good boy. What else?"

"Hmmm...well, hang on." Austin scooted forward along Kane's body until he was level with the top of his chest...and the otter planted his face in the polar bear's armpit and inhaled deeply. Austin quivered, intoxicated by the aroma of Kane's natural body odor, sweat, and musk.

"Oooh, you like getting into some pits, huh?" Kane asked.

"Mmmmm...oh yeah, I could go for more of that," Austin sighed dreamily as he pulled his face back. He laid his head on Kane's chest again. "Hmm...I don't know what else, though."

"That's all a good start, and there's plenty more to explore," Kane said, rubbing Austin's back. "You don't have to think of everything right away...but you've given me some good ideas already."

"I do like your ideas a lot, Dad," Austin snickered.

"That's my boy...that's Daddy's kinky little boy," Kane murmured before smooching the otter on the lips.

"Mm...you know," Austin began after the kiss--his left hand was flat on Kane's stomach, and a devious idea of his own had popped into his mind. "I can think of something else that could be fun."

Kane raised his eyebrows, intrigued. "What's that?"

"Tickling."

"Tick--aw no! Ooh!" Kane grunted and laughed as Austin began lightly scratching over his lower belly.

Austin grinned sadistically while he rubbed over the polar bear's stomach, teasing the larger man who shook and squirmed under him. "Interesting! I remember you saying that you weren't so ticklish there, and yet...could it be you were pretending so I wouldn't tickle you?"

Kane writhed as he giggled and snorted--the otter's fingers dancing across the sensitive zone of his lower abdomen were driving him crazy. "Mmf! Ha! I--ahaha!"

Austin smiled triumphantly, but he didn't relent. "Ooh, I'll take that as a yes!"

"Ah no! Now that's just not fair!" Kane wheezed with laughter as the otter kept tickling his belly. The burly polar bear kicked his legs and rolled from side to side like a log in a turbulent river, but Austin held on.

"Wh-what's not fair, Dad?" Austin chuckled mischievously, still tickling and teasingly poking Kane. He just couldn't stop--it was like he was taking Kane down a peg, and now seeing the big, strong, and steady polar bear reduced to a laughing mess all just from a little tickling, there was something simply...well, fun! It was like their inner kids had come out to play; at the same time, Austin was now the one with the power, and he was taking full advantage of it while he could.

"Nngh! Haha! Oooh, you're bad--c'mere kiddo!" Kane grunted with newfound stamina as he wrapped his arms around the lithe otter on top of him, trapping the boy, and he began wildly kissing Austin's face, muzzle, cheeks, and ears. "Mm! Mm! Mm! Mm! Mm!"

"Aaah! Mmf! Hey! Mmf!" Austin could do nothing but feebly protest at the polar bear's kiss attack.

"Gonna just...eat you up...boy!" Kane growled rabidly between the frantic flurry of kisses.

"Noooo!" Austin giggled and squirmed, now on the defensive.

Kane had the upper hand now thanks to his brute strength and sheer size dominating the smaller otter. His lips and nose pressed against Austin's, as well as the boy's cheeks, ears, neck, and forehead in a rush of too many forced kisses to count.

"Oooh, how the tables...have turned! You messed with the bear...this is what you get!" Kane mixed his kissing with rapid-fire licks over Austin's face, slicking his fur with saliva.

"Unf! Ah! Stop! No fair!"

"Now who's...crying about...fair!" Kane snarled.

Austin gasped for air as the polar bear overwhelmed him with kisses and licks--it was impossible to get away, Kane held him so tightly. He tried twisting his head every way he could to evade Kane's onslaught, but turning to one side exposed the other to the tickling, kissing, licking attack.

"Ah! I...I give up! I give up!" Austin yelped.

With one last kiss to the boy's snout, Kane backed off, smirking at Austin as they both settled and caught their breath from the sudden burst of activity. "Heh, truce?"

"Truce," Austin breathed gratefully.

"Heh, atta boy." Kane ruffled the fur on top of Austin's head again before he sighed, "Hooo...what time is it?"

Both he and Austin looked over at the digital clock on the nightstand: it was 10:03 AM.

"Damn...didn't realize it was so late in the morning already," Kane mused. He looked up at Austin, who still lay naked on top of him. "Do you need to get back to your folks?"

Austin scowled playfully at Kane, and the polar bear laughed.

"Ha! Okay, dumb question, I knew the answer to that...well, how're you feeling? Hungry at all?"

Austin hadn't noticed before, but as soon as Kane asked, he realized just how much of an appetite he'd worked up--giving up his virginity had taken a lot of calories, and his stomach growled. "Yeah, I could go for some food. How about you?"

"Starving."

"Wanna go down for breakfast?"

"Go down on you, you mean?"

Austin snorted at the polar bear's joke. "That's always an option, too!"

"Glad you're up for it! Heh...actually, I'm thinking room service. How's breakfast in bed sound?" Kane asked with a smile.

It was 10:40 by the time Kane and Austin were sitting up in the bed with a large, mostly empty tray on the mattress next to them. After Kane had called in an order with room service, he and Austin had passed the time with a continuous kissing session, simply laying on top of each other and rolling back and forth over the bedsheets, until a knock on the door alerted them that breakfast had arrived. In addition to the glasses of ice water and steaming mugs of piping hot coffee, there had been a plate of giant, fluffy, blueberry pancakes, another laden with roasted potato wedges and crisp bacon, a separate dish bearing couple slices of toast accompanied by single-serving jars of jam and honey, another with scrambled eggs, and a small bowl of clementines.

Kane and Austin had devoured nearly all of it, the only remnants of their feast being some crumbs, a smear of maple syrup, a half-eaten piece of toast, a few lingering scraps of egg, and the last dregs of their coffee. They had saved the fruit for last, though, and were slowly munching on it at present.

Kane was sitting up with his back against the headboard, and Austin sat in between his spread legs, his back comfortably resting against Kane's belly as the polar bear fed him one clementine slice at a time. As the rain still poured and the thunder rolled outside, the scene in the bedroom was one of sweet aftercare, an older gentleman taking his time to simply pamper his younger charge in a tranquil and soothing setting following an active morning of vigorous, passionate sex.

"Doing alright?" Kane asked after popping another clementine slice into Austin's open mouth.

"Mmhmm!" Austin bit into the clementine, its sweet juice popping out over his tongue, and he swallowed before he munched on the pulp...then gulped it down. "Aaah, I'm doing great," he sighed, content.

Kane rumbled approvingly. "Heh, good...feel like talking?"

Austin started in his improvised seat in between Kane's legs. "Oh! Uh...sure! Serious talking?"

"Yeah...thought this might be a good time, if you're up for it."

The otter nodded. "Yeah, let's do it. Where do you want to start?"

The polar bear pulled out another clementine slice and held it in front of Austin's face--the otter opened his mouth and Kane tenderly deposited it inside. "Well, how about the easy stuff first: How do you feel about not being a virgin anymore?"

Austin chewed his clementine slice thoughtfully before he swallowed. "Hmm...good! Like...I don't feel like my whole life's changed or like I'm a different person but...I don't know...something feels kind of...complete? Like...I feel like I was missing out on something, and now I did it, and it's like 'ooooh, this is the thing I needed'. Not in an 'I need to get fucked constantly to feel like a person' kind of way, but..."

"Like you achieved something that you'd been wanting for a while, right?" Kane supplied.

"Yeah!"

"That's good; fucking is one of those core experiences in life that we all want to get...well, maybe not asexuals," Kane conceded with a light chuckle. "But it's that physical connection that just feels so...life-affirming, if that makes sense."

"Uh-huh." Austin nodded.

Kane popped another clementine slice into the otter's mouth. "So, overall, no regrets about losing your V-card?"

"Nope! Very happy to give it to you," Austin replied merrily after chewing and swallowing his piece of fruit. "And I'm really, really glad you were my first--the way you handled everything, and how it all felt...like, you hit every button perfectly for me!"

"Aw, thanks! Really glad I could make it a good experience for you, kiddo," Kane said delightedly. "Sorry for taking so long about it, though."

"What do you mean?"

"Well, I could've been fucking you all week long, but thought maybe it would be good to hold off for while, and--"

"Nooo, it was worth the wait!" Austin shook his head as he cut Kane's explanation short. "Honestly, I wouldn't have wanted it any other way--that was fantastic."

"Thanks, Austin," the polar bear replied, his tone heartfelt. He chuckled before he continued, "And I have to say, you really were a natural--I don't think you could've done any better for your first time, both for topping and bottoming."

"Aw, shucks. Glad I could give you a good time!"

"Heh, well speaking of giving--and receiving--let me ask you this: Now that you've done both, do you think you like topping or bottoming better? Or about the sa--"

"Bottoming," Austin replied immediately, cutting off the polar bear.

Kane laughed. "Ha! That didn't take long!"

Austin snickered. "Heh, don't get me wrong; topping was awesome, too, but I reeaaaaally loved having you in me--like, the way you opened me up and pounded me, it felt so good! So, yeah, definitely more of a bottom. Although, gotta say, I loooooved eating you out, too."

The polar bear chuckled. "Mmm, I had a hunch about that."

"I mean, if all ass is like that, just line up a bunch of guys so I can eat all that caaaaaake!" the otter sang.

Kane laughed again at that. "Ha! You turned into a little ass-eating fiend, huh?"

"Yes!" Austin replied emphatically.

"Hehe, careful kiddo, I might just end up sitting on your face for a while!"

"You say that like I wouldn't enjoy it."

"Oh, I'm just worried I might end up suffocating you under there," Kane quipped before he pushed the last two clementine slices in Austin's mouth.

"Let me worry about that--you just keep your ass open for me to eat," Austin mumbled around the clementine pieces.

"Don't talk with your mouth full, boy."

"Heh, yessir!"

The two of them lapsed into silence for a moment, listening to the sound of the pouring rain and rumbling thunder outside while Austin chewed and swallowed his pieces of fruit. Kane had casually rested his hands in Austin's lap while the otter leaned back further against the polar bear's belly and chest, relaxing with the burly man as his cushion.

"So...the harder stuff," Austin said.

"Yes...the harder stuff," Kane echoed in agreement.

"I...guess we never really talked about this explicitly, but...you're single, right?" Austin asked.

"Yeah, not seeing anyone. And you?"

"Single, too."

"Really? Cute guy like you and no prospects?"

"Eh, not at the moment...well, except maybe one," Austin noted, trying to sound nonchalant.

"Yeah? What's he like?" Kane asked.

The otter smiled, glad that the polar bear had taken the bait--now he had to follow through. "He's tall...a lot bigger than me...and he's got a lot of experience...I think he might have some emotional baggage, but I'm okay with that--I've got some of my own. And he's smart, and funny, and drop-dead sexy...he's a lot older than me, but I don't see that as a bad thing," Austin said suggestively, tilting his head back to look up at Kane.

"Aha, I see. And how do you feel about this mystery man?" the polar bear prompted, his tone sly.

Austin giggled and tilted his head back down to look ahead again as he spoke. "I really like him. He makes me laugh...he makes me smile...it's like I can't stop smiling when I'm with him. He...he makes me feel good about myself in a way that I haven't felt in a long time."

"How so?" Kane asked.

"Well, he makes me feel like...I matter. Like I'm important...even if it's just important to him, it still feels good. Like, I can tell he cares about me, and I really like that he makes me feel like I can explore and be open, that I can talk about whatever I want without feeling like he's judging me or just waiting for me to stop talking, you know?"

"Yeah...I think he'd be glad to know he makes you feel that way."

"And I like that he doesn't try to pressure me on stuff--I can trust him, and I like that he's kind of adventurous," Austin continued. "He's gotten me some gifts, which I do like, but I just like being around him even more. I don't know...things with him kind of started off as...I guess...not so attached. Like a...short-term thing, because we just won't have much time together. And I haven't really known him for very long, but we've spent so much time together and done a lot of fun stuff...I feel like we've gotten to understand each other and connect on an emotional level."

Austin paused, thinking, before he took the leap--his heart was beating fast, but the words just had to come out. "This is probably going to sound a little weird, but something about him feels really...familiar and safe. Not like a 'I'll settle for this guy' way, but like...he looks out for me and protects me and...nurtures me...in a way that's like I've known this guy my whole life and I just want more of him. Like, it's hard for me to imagine my life before meeting him. I mean, I can imagine it, I can remember it, and I don't want to go back to it without him."

"Wow...sounds like you really care about this mystery man, huh?" Kane asked quietly, tenderly.

"Yeah...how do you think he feels about me?" Austin asked, looking up at Kane again.

"Hmm, that's a good question." The polar bear shifted in his sitting position to get more comfortable, lightly jostling the otter before he settled. "Let's see...I think he likes you a lot, too...I think he looks at you and sees a boy who has a lot of potential and needs some guidance and love, and he's wanting to give it to you. I think he also feels the same kind of connection and some of what you're feeling, too--like he's known you for only a short while, but to him, it feels like it's been years, and he wants to keep you in his life beyond the short-term window that you two are in the same place."

Austin smiled and laid his head back against Kane's chest--the otter's heart was still thumping, but this time instead of nerves, it was drumming with the thrill of hearing what he had been hoping for.

"I'm sure he thinks you're too cute for words and he'd give you the moon if he could, just to make you smile," Kane continued. The polar bear lifted his hands from Austin's lap--the otter had been resting his own paws on Kane's forearms, and the two of them met to hold their hands together, Kane's massive fingers intertwining with Austin's slender digits. "And I think he'd consider himself extremely lucky to have you in his life, because you're also smart and handsome and fun and funny...and maybe a little quirky, and he sees your emotional baggage and feels like he can help you with it while you're helping with his."

Kane took a deep breath, and then sighed. When he spoke again, his tone was more somber. "And, like I said, I think he really, really likes you...but maybe more than he feels like he should."

Austin's heart skipped a beat and he took a breath, subconsciously steeling himself for what the polar bear had to say.

"I think he worries about the age gap--I don't think he wants to see it as a bad thing, either, like he doesn't want to believe it should be an issue when he likes you so much," Kane went on. "But I think he still feels conflicted. I think he likes your maturity level and that you're still so young, but he might be worried about how ready you would be for something long-term with him. There's the practicality aspect of dating someone more than twice your own age, but then there's also...well, it would be kind of restrictive, especially because there may be some geographical distance, too. I think he would want to tell you that you have your whole life ahead of you and so many other men and boys your own age you could date and explore with, and that maybe it would be appropriate for him to be with someone his own age, too."

Austin nodded, understanding, even though his heart was telling him that he had never been so certain about liking someone and that he would never be so certain again for as long as he lived. "I mean...that's a fair point."

Kane squeezed Austin's hands in his own paws. "I don't think he--I--would be happy if you felt like you had to wait around for me or restructured your entire life just to find a way to make things work...but I do want to see how we can make this work, Austin," the polar bear said, his voice thick with emotion. "But no matter how much I like you--and I like you so much--I don't want to get in the way of what else you might find out there. I don't want you to feel like you're locked down with some old geezer for the rest of your life."

Kane paused again, just for a handful of seconds, gathering himself. "But with all of that...I still like you...I..."

The otter let go of the polar bear's hands...and turned around on his butt to look at Kane, now sitting face-to-face with him. Kane was gazing at him with more desire and more regret than Austin could have thought a person could express at one time. But the boy didn't see an old geezer or some ball and chain that he was willing to tether himself to for the rest of eternity--he saw a man who had, in the span of a week, made him feel more alive and more special than he ever had in all of his 20 years of life. He could understand everything that Kane had said, and he could see the obstacles and struggles that would be ahead of them if they went down this road...

But for Kane, Austin was willing and happy to take that route without looking back once at this crossroad moment. Come what may, Austin wasn't willing to simply walk away from this opportunity.

And he could see, in the depths of the polar bear's eyes, that neither was Kane--as much as the older man was trying to rationalize how a relationship of some kind couldn't work, he didn't want to close the door on this chance, and Austin could see that plain as day in how Kane was looking at him.

"I love you, Kane," Austin said from the bottom of his heart, offering himself up to the older polar bear with every syllable.

Kane's eyes gleamed with the hint of tears, but he smiled widely and pulled the younger otter into a tight, fierce hug. "I love you, too, Austin," he murmured into the boy's ear. His tone was soft, wavering and choked with emotion--Austin could hear the rusted gates protecting Kane's heart opening, the gates that had kept him safe from being too vulnerable for so many years.

Austin wrapped his arms around Kane's shoulders, holding on hard as the thunder rolled through the sky outside once more. His heart was beating wildly, pulsing with a vitality he had never felt before--a raw, furiously happy power coursed through his whole body, threatening to make him explode, but the polar bear's strong arms around him kept him contained, held him close, so tightly that it was as if Kane was trying to push Austin into his own body, to merge them together. The two men, naked as the days they were born, embraced each other intimately on the bed with the force of two cosmic bodies drawn together by gravity, welded together with an invisible, unbreakable force.

"Fuck, I love you so much...are you sure you'd want to try being with me?" Kane asked, still hugging Austin.

"It's my choice...we still have a lot to figure out, but...I do...for as long as we can make this work," Austin replied, his voice muffled. "I mean...you're right, I do have my whole life ahead of me, but...you make me happy. And I do want to find a way for you to be in my life."

The polar bear nodded. "I want you to be in my life, too...I just don't want you to regret it."

"I could never regret being with you, Kane," the otter said without hesitating. "I love you...I really do..."

Their grasps on each other loosened, and Austin leaned back, still holding onto Kane as he gazed at the polar bear.

"So...where do you want to go from here? In terms of next steps," Kane clarified.

"Well, my family's leaving on Tuesday...day after tomorrow...so we've got time to figure things out," Austin mused. He smiled coyly at Kane before he said, "In the meantime...think you've got enough in you for round two now?"

The polar bear grinned. "I love the way you think, kiddo. C'mere," Kane growled before pulling the otter in for a deep kiss.

---

Wearing his last clean t-shirt and a pair of shorts that had seen a few days of use already, Austin was packing his bag--even though he had forfeited a pair of underwear to Kane during their excursion to Traeger Park, the otter still had considerably more to stuff into his suitcase on this bright and sunny Tuesday morning than what he'd originally brought with him when he'd arrived at the hotel more than a week ago.

There were his clothes, all of them messy and crumpled, and he pushed them into a solid mass that was taking up most of the space in his bag. His toiletries and other accessories were going into whatever nooks and crannies he could make, and he had carved out just enough room for all the souvenirs he had accumulated from this year's family vacation to Las Positas.

Kane's robe from the hotel spa was neatly and compactly folded--Austin could still remember how amazing his first professional massage had been, as well as all the time he had spent in the hot tub with Kane. He still found himself getting riled up at the memory of the polar bear jerking him off in the steam room.

There was the resort-branded tennis ball from when he'd played against Jo--Austin smiled as he tucked the small trophy away, pleased with himself for coming out victorious against one of the resort's fitness instructors while Kane had been watching and cheering him on.

His suit from Weston Forte was back in its store-branded garment bag, folded carefully in half to fit in his suitcase. Part of Austin still couldn't believe that Kane had been generous enough to purchase such an outfit for him, and the memory of wearing it to their dinner at Adega's stood out clearly in the otter's mind--it helped that he also had a bottle of the restaurant's Moscato packed securely among his dirty laundry to remind him of the magical night he had shared with the polar bear.

He packed away the plastic bag containing all of Kane's purchases for him from X-Otico in the West Cruz district; his new assless briefs, dragon-printed thong, mesh shirt, fishnet leggings, gladiator harness, black leather wrist cuff and leather baseball hat, handcuffs, leather paddle, ball stretcher, and the vibrator that Kane had also gifted him were safe in one of his suitcase's zippered compartments, and Austin couldn't wait to wear his new duds and use his new toys.

All that was left was the black, plastic cylinder that Austin now held--another gift from Kane, one that the polar bear had passed to the otter during their last breakfast together at the hotel's restaurant. Austin had returned to Kane's room first for an early morning session of rimming the polar bear and suckling on his testicles in exchange for Kane fingering the otter and milking him in the shower--from there, the two of them had gone down for a breakfast of waffles and quiches. Kane had toted the black cylinder along to the restaurant, though Austin refrained from asking what it contained; he figured if Kane was going to tell him what was in it, the polar bear would do so at an appropriate time. Until then, Austin and Kane had made quick work of their meals, and they lazily sipped on the remnants of their coffees as they gazed adoringly at each other.

"I'm going to miss you so much," Austin had murmured while his foot rubbed against Kane's under the table.

"Likewise...ugh, I just can't get enough of that cute face, kiddo," Kane had groaned after taking another sip of his coffee. "But you can give me a call anytime or shoot me a text whenever you like. Even if it's just to say hi. And I'm going to want my daily dick and ass pics from you, understand?"

"Yes sir!" Austin had replied obediently.

"Good boy. I'll be swinging through for a visit before you know it--is the middle of September still good for you?" Kane had asked, confirming the plans for a visit that he and the otter had made earlier on the way down to the restaurant.

"Uh-huh...but I can't wait that long!" Austin had whined.

"It'll fly by," Kane had told him breezily. "But, in the meantime, I thought I'd get you a little something to help you keep practicing for me."

It was then that the polar bear had passed the black cylinder over the table to Austin--it was roughly the same dimensions as a 40-ounce water bottle, and Austin took the end that he was given. The cylinder was heavier than he expected, and he gently shook it like a kid on Christmas trying to guess what was inside; the hefty object rolling within gave up no clues, though, so Austin had inspected the discreet label on the bottom of the cylinder's screw cap. It was when he saw the product name "DickDouble" that he realized what Kane had given him.

Austin had gasped excitedly, but kept his voice hushed while there were other diners around. "Noooo! Did you actually..."

"Yep--you've got a perfect replica of your Daddy's dick," Kane had said proudly. "So even if I'm not there, you can still ride me."

"Oh my god...thank you!" Austin had eyed the cylinder excitedly, imagining the thick mass of silicone that was a clone of Kane's member, and he realized that the DickDouble dildo-making kit must have been another one of the polar bear's secret purchases from X-Otico. "I kind of want to open it right now, but--"

"I'll send you a picture of it," Kane had told him assuringly.

And now the black tube containing a copy of the polar bear's cock for Austin's personal use went into the last open gap inside the otter's suitcase.

Satisfied that he had packed as best as he could, Austin smushed the top of his bag down and tugged the zipper hard, pulling it around the sides of his now-bulging suitcase.

"Ugh, come...on!" Austin grunted as he strained to pull the zipper around a particularly wide section of his suitcase. It resisted...Austin pushed down hard on top of his bag...and the zipper slid along its teeth again. "There!"

As he finished sealing his suitcase shut, he mentally thanked the airline that he and his family would be flying on for having a "one free checked bag" policy. Austin could just imagine the consternation of taking his fully-loaded suitcase through the security checkpoint and having it get flagged for suspicious items inside; then his family would be waiting impatiently and awkwardly to the side while the officers performed a screening of all his more risque souvenirs...no, checking his luggage and dropping it with the airline first would be so much more convenient and lead to a much smoother travel experience for the Dunbar family flying out of Las Positas.

And speaking of the Dunbar family...

"--alright, alright, take your time and see what happens! It's not going to be my fault if we miss the flight!" Elise, sounding beyond exasperated, called behind her as she rolled her suitcase out of the suite's master bedroom.

Austin turned to see his mother drawing up her bag next to him.

"I swear, your father needs all the help he can get sometimes," Elise muttered to Austin. She sighed before brightly asking, "Shall we go downstairs and wait there for everyone to catch up?"

Austin raised his eyebrows, taken aback--was Elise actually asking him for his input? But he recovered and shrugged. "Oh...sure."

"We'll be in the lobby!" Austin's mother called to the suite at large while Richard, Emmett, and Vera were still in their rooms and packing their suitcases. Elise then motioned for her youngest son to follow her, and they made their way out of the suite...down the hall...and to the elevator.

"Ah! Such a good vacation," Elise sighed forcibly as she and Austin rode down to the lobby--to Austin, it almost sounded like his mother was trying to convince herself that it had been a good vacation. She went on selling herself on the idea by continuing, "It was great coming here, wasn't it? And seeing your brother and sister was so nice--you know they don't get as much free time these days, so it was fun palling around with them while we were all here. You know, I'm so glad we started doing these vacations every year; it gives us all a chance to reconnect and have some fun together, which is so much more important to do now that we're all spread around. And we were here for a good, long time! Plenty of opportunities to do things together and go out solo..."

Austin stood there next to his mother, a captive audience as she talked at him--there was no room for him to contribute in her monologue, no space for him to speak...not that she would really consider anything he had to say as necessary for a conversation. All he could really do was nod as if he were listening and silently wait for the elevator to arrive at the ground floor.

"...I could do a few days with Emmy and Vee, and then take a day to just unplug and go off by myself. And your father and I went out for a bit...good vacation," she summed up again as the elevator doors finally opened. She pulled out her phone and began typing on the screen while she sauntered into the lobby, Austin ambling along next to her. It wasn't until they were standing by one of the seating areas when Elise, still typing away on her phone and engrossed with what was on her screen, asked, "What about you? Did you have a good time? What did you do?"

Austin paused. If this were any other family vacation, he would have given her the truth unfiltered--that he had spent most of his time by the pool or simply hanging around the hotel fending for himself and he had an okay trip. But this year's vacation was so action-packed...yet he couldn't exactly tell his mother about what he had gotten up to from last Sunday to two days ago without omitting key details. Nor could he tell her about what he'd been up to yesterday.

Monday had been devoted to two things with Kane: a day-long discussion about how to make a long-distance relationship of some kind work, and a day-long marathon fucking session that had involved nearly every position conceivable. In between doggy style and cowgirl, Austin and Kane had talked about where they could potentially see themselves going as a couple. In between 69ing and Kane pinning Austin against the wall to take him from behind, the two of them had established boundaries for playing with others. In between Austin eating out Kane's ass and the polar bear plowing him while he lay on his back on the bed, they had discussed how often they wanted to keep in touch and what they needed from each other to feel loved. In between the otter riding Kane's face and getting fucked while the polar bear spooned him, they talked about how often they'd try to visit one another. In between Kane bending Austin over the railing of his balcony to breed him and pinning the otter down to aggressively slurp on his cock and balls, they had dug further into their feelings for one another, discussing the levels of their affection as adoptive father and son versus the romantic ties of unrelated individuals...

They had gone on and on, fucking, talking, ordering room service, fucking, talking, ordering more room service...by the end of the day, Austin's ass had been bred raw four times while Kane had pumped a fifth load down his throat; his rump stung from having been spanked--Kane had used his hand before tightly rolling up one of the magazines that had been laying on the hotel suite's coffee table to create a makeshift paddle; Austin's fur reeked of Kane's piss as the polar bear had hosed him down in the shower; he could smell and taste Kane's feet in his nose and on his tongue, having spent at least an hour simply worshiping the polar bear's musky paws; the boy's nuts were sore beyond belief thanks to Kane smacking them around so much; Kane had worked three loads out of Austin, with the otter's final orgasm producing only a tiny dribble of jizz, but the surge of pleasure was no less intense than his first climax of the day; his hole gaped and leaked polar bear cum like a busted pipe; his prostate had been milked so much that it resembled a wrinkled raisin with no more fluid left to give; and he was ready to pass out in Kane's arms after saying "I love you" to the polar bear more times than he could count.

No way could Austin talk about any of that with his mother now.

But then, he could completely fabricate the events of his vacation time, and Elise--as well as Richard, Emmett, and Vera, for that matter--still wouldn't even listen or care as he talked about what he supposedly did.

And it was that split-second realization that pushed Austin over the edge. Years of repressed resentment and aggravation surged forth like crude oil; it wasn't an explosion, but a bubbling, slimy black slurry that leaked out of its containment chamber in Austin's tired heart.

"It doesn't really matter to you," Austin muttered bitterly.

The whole world seemed to freeze for an instant, simply a hiccup of time as the otter processed what he had just said. Even though it was a relatively minor assertion, it was still an indisputable truth of his life that had remained unspoken for so long; a part of Austin was just stunned at how good it felt to at last share what he had been keeping to himself for as long as he could remember. Another part of him wondered why he hadn't said something like that so much sooner. The novelty of actually expressing himself to one of his parents was so foreign, exciting, and nerve-wracking that he might as well have stepped onto another planet for the first time, somewhere alien, unexplored, and far from home, brimming with potential...yet hostile to non-native life.

Time resumed. As she looked up from her phone to look at Austin--as if seeing him for the first time in her life--Elise's brow furrowed with faint confusion.

"What? Why would you say that?" she inquired.

Austin frowned and raised his eyebrows, momentarily disarmed by the fact that his mother's request for clarification...but then, in a moment of clarity, he could see where she was going to lead him. Even though Elise didn't know him, Austin knew how his mother operated--he had spent years watching her trap his father, his brother, and his sister in arguments where she would emerge victorious, and he had learned to anticipate a few of his mother's tricks for manipulating her opponents into letting her get her way.

He would answer by telling her she had never paid him any attention his whole life, and it was just pointless to pretend to be interested in what he did on vacation.

Elise would obstinately tell him that he was wrong, that she was interested and that was why she asked, and that he was being dramatic. She would tell him that he was accusing her of being a bad mother and portray herself as the victim.

Austin would counter that he was the victim here, that he had never been a part of their family because of how she and Richard blatantly favored Emmett and Vera. He would raise his voice, losing his temper at the fact that she was being so willfully blind to the decades of neglect he had suffered, at the fact that she was effectively shrugging off his entire life experience.

Elise would roll her eyes and condescendingly tell him that he was exaggerating, that she couldn't talk with him when he was acting so crazy. She would dismiss and deflect, telling him that she thought family vacation would be good for him to unwind and he would come away from it feeling relaxed instead of getting so worked up--she would then storm off and pretend to sulk, letting Austin stew and feel guilty for a while before he worked up the nerve to apologize to her.

Austin opened his mouth, almost ready to follow the path that he could see laid out so clearly in front of him, almost ready to stumble into every trap and snare Elise would use to entangle and bamboozle him.

But he stopped himself when he remembered what Kane had said to him last Tuesday night when they were in the swimming pool together. Even if he confronted his whole family about how he felt abandoned and forgotten by them, they wouldn't change overnight, if at all. And Austin would have to decide if he wanted to keep banging his head against the wall to actually get his parents to notice him...or if he wanted to move past them and leave them behind for his own sanity's sake.

This blow-up, this self-destruction that he was flirting with just wasn't worth it. If he tried arguing with Elise here and now, he'd be playing her game instead of actually getting anything constructive done--the more effective option in the long run would be to not play at all and walk away.

When he'd seen Emmett and Vera enjoying themselves at Traeger Park the other day, he'd decided that he was done with his family.

Now, he was even firmer in his conviction.

No more.

Austin sighed. "You know what, forget it...vacation was fine."

Elise looked at him curiously for a moment--Austin disengaged by pulling out his phone and looking at the screen, scrolling through his school email inbox even though he hadn't received any messages since the end of the previous semester.

His mother shrugged. "Okay...I'm going to go check us out. That might get the rest of them out of the room a little faster..."

Elise traipsed off with her bag to the front desk, leaving Austin standing alone by the seating area.

The young otter looked up from his phone and glanced around the lobby. It was similar to the view he'd had on his first day after his family had checked into the hotel and he'd come down here to get out of the suite for a bit.

There were new arrivals walking in through the sliding front doors and lining up before the front desk to check in, while other guests had formed a queue to check out; a lioness was talking animatedly with the concierge; a trio of teenagers--a rabbit, a fox, and a panther--were taking pictures of themselves striking silly poses on sofas and next to the lobby's water feature; an older deer couple were strolling slowly away from the hotel's cafe, cups of coffee in their wizened hands; a ferret was sitting alone in one of the chairs, scrolling through her phone. And there were more people entering and exiting the lobby, going out to the pool or making their way to the gym, heading to the restaurant or to the gift shop...

Austin could remember his first day here, when he had ogled an older, slightly pudgy wolf and imagined having his way with the man...when he had scrolled through the available options on his CatchMe app, looking for potential hookups and reviewing his profile...he'd had no idea what was in store for him in the days after that.

His phone buzzed--Austin looked down at the screen and saw he'd received a new message from Kane.

I see you.

The otter immediately typed and sent his reply.

Sneaky! Where are you?

Out front.

Austin glanced up at the lobby's front windows--through the glass, he saw Kane by the valet stand, facing him. The polar bear carried a leather briefcase and wore a pale blue dress shirt with the sleeves rolled up and dark gray slacks. Kane waved at him with his phone in his hand, and Austin saw the black leather band he had gifted to the polar bear around his wrist. Austin waved back before sending another text.

Ooooh looking good! You look better naked, but I like what I see.

Kane sent a laughing emoji before his next message.

_Gotta put on the fancy stuff for a client meeting--I'd rather

be naked with you, though._

_Think your client would approve of that? _

Nudity really should be acceptable for work. #professionalism

Austin chuckled at the polar bear's hashtag.

Looks like you're heading out?

Yeah, we've got our flights to catch soon.

_I'd come in to give you a hug and a kiss goodbye, but it

looked like your mom was there with you._

_Lol it's not like she would be worried about me

getting molested by some strange mystery man._

_Mmm I do like molesting you, kiddo. _

_You pervy cradle robber. _

Yes, and?

Lol is it really molesting if I let you do it to me?

_Hmm, good question...all the same, I'll be molesting

the hell out of you in September._

I can't wait!

Me either!

_Oh, looks like my car's coming--I've got to go, but

here's a little something for you._

Austin's eyes widened when he saw the new picture from Kane: the polar bear had taken a selfie of himself, naked and in his suite's bathroom. His cock was chubbed at a semi, and he smiled proudly as he held up a solid, black dildo that looked identical in size and shape to his own blunt, girthy member when it was fully erect. The otter grinned as he gazed at the photo of Kane with the DoubleDick he had made and given to Austin that morning...before he read the next message that the polar bear sent.

_You did a good job on your first time (and all those other times

on Monday)--really excited to see what you do next time after

you have even more practice with this big ol' dick I'm giving you!_

_I'm always going to be thinking of you, and I can't express how

grateful I am to have met you and have you in my life now.

I'm looking forward to the future and what it brings for us,

and if you ever need anything, I'm here for you, no matter

how far apart we're going to be. Love, Dad._

Austin's heart swelled as he read the message twice more--he could hear Kane's voice in every word, and when he looked up at the window again, the polar bear was smiling at him while the valet was pulling his car around. The otter furtively blew Kane a quick kiss before typing up a response.

_Thank you for everything you've done for me! This has

been the best week of my life, and it's all thanks to you.

I'll always be thinking of you, too, and I can't wait until

the next time we can get together. Love you so much!_

Austin added three kissing emojis before he sent his message and looked at Kane again through the window. The polar bear looked down at his phone once more to read the otter's reply...and looked at Austin, smiling that charming and seductive smile of his as he winked at the otter meaningfully...before the valet approached him.

The young otter watched the older man get in his car and start pulling out of the hotel's front drive. Eventually, Austin and his family would be doing the same--he would leave for the airport and get on a plane in a couple hours. He would be heading back home, far away from Las Positas. His life would carry on normally for the most part; the summer would go on, and he'd return to Maris-Carter University in the fall to start his junior year...

But a part of him would always remain in Las Positas, reliving the past week on a continuous loop in his memory. Austin would never forget a moment of this trip--he couldn't, not with so many souvenirs in his bag. Although the best vacation souvenir he'd gotten by far was the one that was currently driving away from the hotel in the white Venus L5 luxury SUV...but Kane would come back to him soon, and Austin would carry the polar bear in his heart until then.