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Baloo and Kit returned from a job. As they stepped out of the Sea Duck Rebecca almost had a nervous breakdown. But she took a deep breath, steeled herself and then started shouting. "What happened to you?!" They both were covered in mud, from head to toe. "I... do I even want to know how MY plane looks on the inside?!"

"Relax, Becky. We delivered our cargo and we're even on time. Nothin' to worry", Baloo answered with a grin on his muzzle.

The female bear took another deep breath. "At least you two buffoons did your job. That still doesn't explain why you two look like that."

"Well... uhm...", the big bear nervously scratched his chin. "It's a long story... bit embarrassing even..."

"No, it's ok. It's better if I don't know. But you two get yourself cleaned up. Now. And don't you dare use too much water. Our bills are high enough already." She walked back to her office and angrily shut the door behind her.

"Well, that was better than I expected", Baloo almost smirked.

"Better?", Kit asked. "She's furious."

"Yeah, but we still have our hides."

"And she's right, we have to get clean", Kit said and looked down at his own body, covered in mud.

"Hey, I got an idea! We could ask Wildcat to use the high pressure hose on us!", Baloo mused.

"Uh... Papa Bear, you know that's for cleaning the Sea Duck. Which is made out of metal."

"Oh... yeah...", the big bear weakly chuckled, realizing that his idea might have been a bit dumb. "Hm... lemme think... I suppose the shower in our cabin isn't strong enough to get this grime off either..."

"Also Miss Cunningham insisted that we don't use too much water. And you always shower way too long, Papa Bear."

"What?! I... that ain't true." Baloo was caught, but as usual he just tried to charm and laugh it off. "Sides, I'm a big guy, there's more than enough of me to clean."

Kit patted his chubby belly. "You are big, that's true."

"Proud of it. That thing is a piece of art", he took off Kit's cap and ruffled his hair, then put it back on again.

"You know that I hate that..."

"That's whatcha get for making fun of my gut. Wait til your my age, I'm sure you'll have one of your own."

"Never! I'm an athlete!"

"Yeah... for now. But male bears tend to grow chubbier as they get bigger."

"Then I'll just eat veggies."

Baloo admired Kit's tenacity. "Gonna be the first thin bear guy I've ever seen. And we still have to come up with a plan to get clean."

"Hm..." Kit thought for a bit. "How about that big, old bathtub?"

"Yeah! We could even use that together!"

"What? I thought we'd go one at a time...", Kit mumbled, his cheeks a bit red.

"Woah... Becky would kill us if we waste that much water. D'you have any idea how much it takes to fill that thing?"

"We could take short turns..."

"Dunno bout you, Lil Britches, but it'll take a LOT of time to get this stuff outta my thick fur. And yours isn't much thinner either."

Kit didn't answer.

"C'mon, yer not goin all blushy on me, are ya?" He grabbed Kit, putting each of his big paws under the cub's arms and lifted him up, so they could be face to face. "We're both guys and it's not like we haven't seen each other naked several times now."

"I... uh..."

"It's cause I'm big, ain't it?"

Kit nodded.

"C'mon, I'm not even that much bigger...", Baloo was clearly lying but he tried to convince his younger friend. "Well, yeah, I am but I'm an adult. I bet Mister Cloudkicker will be a big guy too, once he's fully grown", he smirked, still holding the smaller bear in front of his face. The pilot decided to take the lead and just carried his young navigator to the room with the big tub. They rarely ever used it. But it was still handy to keep it. Especially for cases like this.

"Well, here we are. Let's get outta these clothes, I'll get the water running." While he turned on the faucet which was connected to a hose that led into the tub, he already threw his jacket onto a chair, then unbuttoned his shirt and took of his pants. "Gotta scrub these too." He sighed. "This is my favourite jacket. So many good memories. Hope I can get it cleaned once again. Yer not failin me, old buddy, ya hear?", he said, speaking towards the jacket, gently rubbing it a bit. Then he looked over to Kit who hadn't moved a bit since the bigger bear had put him down. Baloo sighed, then padded over towards him.

Kit saw him and started to unbutton his jeans, then pulled it down and stepped out of it. Kit and Baloo both liked to go "commando", so he wasn't wearing any underwear. His little sheath and balls both on display. Once Baloo had reached him, he pulled his sweater down to cover himself up a bit.

"Oh, c'mon, Lil Britches. We'll spend some time naked soon, no point in hiding your bits. I know what they look like anyway."

Kit looked down because otherwise he'd be staring right at Baloo's huge sheath and enormous balls, his endowment more than matching his size. Everything about Baloo was really, really big.

"I promise I ain't gonna laugh. Pinky swear!", he said with the matching gesture.

"OK", Kit almost whispered. Yes, they had seen each other often now. With them being room-mates and sharing a lot of time aboard the Sea Duck that was almost inevitable. Baloo didn't think too much about it but Kit was always a bit embarrassed. Thankfully most of these episodes had been short. But sharing a bathtub with his Papa Bear... that was something else.

"Arms up!", Baloo mock-commanded, making himself sound like Colonel Spigot which got both of them to roar with laughter. Kit did as he was told and lifted his arms up and Baloo instantly grabbed at his sweater and pulled it off. "There. Wasn't that hard, was it?", he joked and collected all of their clothes, not really caring that his package was swinging heavily between his strong legs while he walked around, picking up the items. He put them into a smaller tub, pouring water and detergent over them to soak them so they could be cleaned more easily.

"Fraid of the water?", he chuckled as he saw that Kit was still standing there, once again trying to hide his own small package. "Pretty sure there ain't no snakes in there, but Papa Bear's gonna check, just to make sure." He climbed the stairs, giving Kit a really good view of his huge, fuzzy ass and his hefty testicles too. Then he dipped his toes in the water. "Ooooh, this is really hot. Must be snake soup then." He stepped into the water and lay back, letting out a long moan of pleasure. "This is the life! C'mon, Lil Britches. You don't wanna miss this."

"OK, Baloo." Kit was still a bit shy, but it sounded just too good to pass on. Usually he just took lukewarm showers because Baloo tended to use up all the hot water, so this was a most welcome change. He climbed up the three steps and just as he was about to enter the water two big, strong paws grabbed him and sat him down onto a warm, really comfy surface, Baloo's chubby gut. This wasn't really anything new, except that they were both naked and the big bear's soft fur was tickling his balls.

They grey ursine noticed it. "My fur's ticklin ya, eh? Sorry, but it's not like I can really help it. Even if I tried shaving it off, it would regrow on one side while I'm not even finished with the other one."

"It's ok, Papa Bear. I guess I like it."

Baloo smiled and hummed some tune that was popular on the radio right now as he used a jug to pour some water over them. The brown-furred cub enjoyed it and he closed his eyes as Baloo poured water over his head. The pudgy pilot then grabbed a sponge and a piece of soap. "Want me to get your back, Lil Britches?"

"Why? I'm old enough to clean myself, Baloo."

"I know, Kit. But with that amount of dirt we got onto ourselves today, I'm pretty sure we both need a helping hand."

Baloo was right. If he wasn't bumbling about or trying some new scheme he could actually be a competent father-figure. The cub turned around, still sitting on Baloo's really comfortable belly. Big paws soon soaped his back and began to scrub of the dirt. Kit started to giggle. Baloo's rough fingers seemed to hit just the right, ticklish spots and the big lug of course had to turn the cleaning session into playtime as one paw wandered towards his navigator's chest.

"Stop it, Baloo!", Kit tried to shout between giggles. "Y'know that I hate this! It's weird enough with me being naked on your gut..."

"Ain't nothing wrong, Kit. Did this with my dad all the time as a cub", Baloo softly said but he stopped the tickle attack.

"You did?" Kit turned around again, so he could look into Baloo's eyes while they talked. The big, grey bear nodded. "But... isn't it weird... being naked together?"

"Nah. We're born naked. And we were family." Baloo stopped. He knew that this was a touchy subject for Kit, with him being an orphan that was kidnapped by the Sky Pirates. "And you and me we're family too, I'd say."

"But... my... uhm... balls on your belly..."

"Your butt, your balls, your dick. Happens." Baloo kept smiling, completely unfazed. "Can't do much about tickling them though. My fur doesn't really listen to me. I tried but it was even worse than trying to talk with Becky." Always a joker Baloo couldn't help himself. "Guess Becky's even easier to talk with." Deep down he even respected Rebecca very much, she did a really good job with the company, something he had never managed to. Numbers and business stuff in general just weren't his thing.

Kit gathered all his courage and blushing he admitted: "I like it."

"What?", Baloo blinked. Kit's statement hat woken him from his thoughts. "Sorry, phased out for a bit."

"I like... your fur... tickling me..."

"Oh." Baloo nodded. "Yeah, liked that as a cub too. Got this nice coat from my dad." He ran a paw over his chest. "Turns out I'm now almost his spitting image."

"Really?", Kit asked.

"Yeah. He was a bit smaller though. Got the height from my mum's side. She wasn't really big but the men on her side of the family. Huge grizzlies. Every single guy."

Kit was really impressed. They had never talked much about Baloo's family. "Do you have any pictures of them?"

The grey-furred ursine looked up at the wooden ceiling, pondering. Then he nodded. "I should have an old photo album... somewhere... might turn into a treasure hunt", he chuckled. "Gotta get clean though." Baloo got back to scrubbing Kit which made the smaller bear giggle with laughter again. He laughed so hard that he almost jumped, his crotch moving nearer and nearer towards the pilot's face. Until Kit's sheath touched Baloo's big nose. Both stopped and looked at each other.

Laid back as usual Baloo just said: "Told ya. Happens."

"I'm sorry Baloo...", Kit said, his face completely red from embarrassment.

"What for? Hardly even felt the lil thing."

That had the cub pouting. You didn't simply attack Kit Cloudkicker's pride. Baloo rolled his eyes, then his rough paws grabbed each of the smaller bear's shoulders. "C'mon, Lil Britches. You'll get bigger. Pretty sure you're already bigger than I was your age."

"Really?", Kit shouted, although he knew exactly that the pilot was telling him a white lie.

"Yup. I mean, I dunno how big my marbles where at this stage, but I'd say you're pretty close."

"That means..."

"That means there's still hope for you." Baloo said and then roared with laughter. His hot breath wafted over Kit's balls as the big bear exhaled. The pilot noticed. "Gotta wash these too." He gently used just two fingers to lift and rub them. Then he nodded. "Yeah, these really aren't bad", he said and for once his tone was genuine and without mockery.

Kit just watched mesmerized as Baloo's huge fingers held his balls, their size difference so enormous. The big bear soaped them up and the cub almost couldn't breathe. He gulped.

"Khan got yer tongue?", Baloo joked and looked up at his navigator. "I promise not to hurt yer lil jewels. I know well enough how that can hurt. Gotta make sure they're clean though. OK?"

"OK", Kit whispered and nodded. "But isn't it weird... that you... touch me... down there?"

"Nah. I'm the closest thing you have to a dad. And mine did my balls too. Had to show me, didn't he?" Baloo kept rubbing them, lifting them a bit, even slightly stretching them a bit. "See, there's lots of room for them to grow."

"It's still weird..."

"Gotta get ourselves dirty more often then. Won't be weird then", Baloo chuckled as he watched Kit squirming and shivering a bit from his touch. "Feel good?"

Kit nodded.

"Yeah, a nice set of clean balls always feels good. Remember that, Lil Britches."

"I will, Papa Bear."

Baloo's fingers moved up and gently grabbed Kit's sheath. He kept rubbing it as he slowly soaped it up. Kit just watched in awe and kept squirming and shivering. It just felt too good. Weird, yeah, but really good.

"Baloo, are you really sure this is ok?"

"Course. Ain't doing nothing wrong, am I? You'll tell me if hurt you, wontcha?"

Kit nodded. "B-but... some of the pirates... they... uhm touched me there too..."

"They did what?!" Baloo growled, his voice suddenly dropping several octaves.

"They touched me. Not like you though. More rough..."

"I'll k..." Baloo paused and took a deep breath. "I'll have a really long talk with them, next time we meet."

"It's ok. Let's leave it in the past... they didn't hurt me..."

Baloo snorted. "Fine." He let out a long sigh. "Back to cleaning." He kept rubbing Kit's sheath and soon a bit of pink was showing. "Well, hello there. Guess he wants to see what we're doing."

"Sorry, Baloo..."

"'s ok. Happens to every guy. Can clean him that way too." Baloo pulled Kit's sheath down as it slowly but surely hardened until his full erection was proudly displaying its respectable size. "Well, well. Now that's a mighty weapon you're carrying, sir. Got a licence for that?"

Baloo's impression of a policeman got Kit to chuckle. "Uh... I must have left it somewhere..."

"Fraid I have to confiscate it then, sir. Can't leave this thing out in the public. You might end up poking someone's eye out with it."

Kit's chuckles were now mixed with soft moans. "Uhm... sir... I... promise to be careful."

"Hm... hm...", Baloo acted like he was pondering really hard about this. "That's... that's acceptable." He kept rubbing Kit's hardon who let out muffled grunts.

"Baloo... too much..."

"Yeah, you're right. How about you turn around so I can clean your back?"

"Uhm... didn't you already do that?"

"Just wanna make sure that you're really clean everywhere."

"OK..." Kit wasn't too sure about this but complied anyway. The young navigator slowly moved around, carefully shifting his weight as he tried not to slip from the vast expanse of Baloo's belly that had by now turned quite slippery. Water was slowly dripping of him as he did so. He moved his legs and hands around until finally his backside was aligned with the grey ursine's face. Which in turn left Kit staring at the older bear's enormous sheath and balls, still visible quite well even though the water had lost some of its transparency from the soap and the mud washing of from their fur.

He didn't want to stare but Kit's gaze was almost magically drawn back to Baloo's crotch, especially since there wasn't really anything else to look at. Kit didn't know what the older bear thought about his stares, so he tried to defuse the possible time bomb with some humour, even if he had to force it. "Uhm... Papa Bear... I know it's rude to stare... but..."

Baloo burst into laughter. "That's why you're being so tense? Knock yourself out, Lil Britches. I don't mind. Might give you an idea of how your bits will look like once you're all grown-up. Ain't nothing wrong with two guys checking each other out."

The cub let out a sigh of relief and giggled.

Having given the bumbling pilot full access to his rear he instantly felt two big, rough paws soaping up his cheeks. The adult bear really seemed to be kneading the cub's taught ass. Then they spread them and Kit felt a thick finger rub through his crack and even over his hole. "Woah, Baloo. That's private."

"Seen that butt enough times now, Lil Britches", Baloo smirked.

"Sure... but seeing and touching are two very different things."

"True", the big bear agreed. Then he grabbed Kit's legs and the cub found himself dangling in the air, with Baloo grinning at him as droplets of water fell down onto the pilots massive chest and belly. "Just wanted to check. Looking pretty clean to me."

"Thanks, Baloo." Kit giggled once again. "But could you let me down, please?"

"Gonna cost ya", the pilot smirked.

"Yeah, I don't have any money on me right now."

"How about you pay by washing me?"

"Uh... sure... I guess that's fair."

Baloo let him down so that he was once again lying on his big belly and facing his enormous package. "Why don't you start down there?"

"Woah... Papa Bear, I'm not sure that's..."

"Aw, c'mon, Lil Britches. I did yours too. Or is the fearless Kit Cloudkicker chickening out?"

"What?! No, I'm not... but... what if..."

"Then it happens." Baloo's big paw took Kit's smaller one and put it onto his sheath. "C'mon, it won't bite."

Kit gulped, then nodded. He soon realized that he would need both of his paws to clean Baloo. Down there... He lifted up his Papa Bear's sheath, which was really heavy. The cub shuddered a bit at the thought of how big it might grow if Baloo got hard. But for now it remained flaccid.

"Gotta clean the inside too."

"What? How?"

"Get your paw in there."

"Really?"

"Sure."

"Uh... ok..." This was weird but after Baloo had so thoroughly cleaned him Kit didn't want to disappoint the bigger bear. He couldn't really do it from this position though, so he let himself slide down into the water, heat surrounding him as he submerged. From between Baloo's legs he looked up at his fatherly friend who gently nodded. Kit grabbed Baloo's long and fat sheath with his left paw while his small right paw slowly entered its cavernous opening. Its inside was slightly leathery, very slippery and really, really warm. His eyes grew big at these new sensations. Once again he looked up where he was greeted with a warm smile and, once again, a nod.

His paw ventured deeper and deeper, now even parts of his arm were surrounded by that leathery hose. On the outside it was covered in short grey fur, just like the rest of Baloo's body but on the inside it felt almost a bit like rubber. He let his fingers feel around the inner walls of the sheath and just stared open-mouthed as he watched his paw and arm disappear into Baloo's sheath. The warm insides of the fuzzy tube were slightly tight but slightly loose too, especially given their difference in size. It was weird. Really, really weird. But Kit somehow liked it. Then his his fingertips suddenly touched the head of the adult's penis. "S... sorry...", Kit whispered but the big bear just chuckled, so he rested his paw on Baloo's cocktip, with his heart thumping in his chest. Then he slowly felt it pushing against him.

"Guess it's happening", Baloo smirked. Kit withdrew his paw from Baloo's sheath and watched in awe as the older bear's nethers slowly awoke. His sheath grew and lifted itself up until a bit of pink was showing. And slowly but surely Baloo's huge cock slipped out, constantly throbbing as it lengthened and fattened. Kit almost forgot to breathe as he just couldn't believe the size of Baloo's massive erection that now proudly presented itself, throbbing against his chubby gut.

"Woah..."

Baloo smiled. "Like it?"

"Uh... yeah... I guess... I mean..."

The pudgy pilot chuckled. "Still remember the first time it happened to my dad. My eyes almost fell out."

"Was he..."

"The same size? Nah. Bout as thick as me, I guess. Bit shorter though. Got to thank my mother's side for this artillery cannon." He rubbed it proudly.

"Bet the guys on the cliff could use one this big, dontcha think?"

Kit giggled weakly to mask his nervousness. "Yeah..."

"Pretty sure you know what jerking off means." Kit looked at Baloo, an unsure expression on his face. "Well, do ya?" The boy nodded. "Wanna do me?" Kit didn't answer. "C'mon, Lil Britches. Just two pals helping each other release some tension, ain't nothing wrong with that. Ain't gonna tell anyone either." His big paws grabbed his navigator's smaller ones and put it onto his cock.

Kit slowly moved his hands up and down, gulping and barely breathing as he began to explore Baloo's huge dick. It constantly throbbed with his heartbeat and there were thick veins crisscrossing over its glistening surface. He traced their path with his fingers which elicited slight moans from Baloo whose voice seemed to get deeper and huskier.

"There we go, Lil Britches. There we go."

Kit slowly got used to it, moving his paws up and down with more and more speed. Somehow this felt good, especially when his actions were rewarded with deep grunts.

"Ever heard of a blowjob?", Baloo suddenly growled, his usual carefree tone all but vanished. Kit knew that a lie wouldn't achieve anything, so he nodded, but without looking into the big bear's face. "Then you know what to do."

Now he did look up. "Baloo... we can't..."

"Sure we can. Least try it first, then we'll see."

"Baloo, c'mon. Jerking you is one thing but..." Before Kit could finish his sentence he felt two big, rough paws on his head, roughly pushing him down towards the older bear's cock.

"Open wide, Lil Britches!", he growled, sounding nothing like the bumbling bear that Kit knew so well. Too scared to argue Kit did so and already the fat cocktip was forcing its way into his muzzle. "Deeper. The mighty Kit Cloudkicker can do this."

The cub tried to do his best. As the head of Baloo's cock entered him, he started licking at it, his tongue swirling around the piss-slit, almost even entering it, because it was just so big. He licked all over it and then tried so suck on it like it was ice cream, especially since he found himself liking the taste. It was a bit soapy, sure, but it tasted just like a much stronger version of Baloo's musky scent which Kit had always liked.

As Baloo's paws pushed him down deeper and deeper, Kit soon found himself struggling. The fat meat was stretching his mouth, his jaws slowly began to ache around the invading member. Drool and a continuous flow of precum filled his mouth and ran down its sides and over his chin, dripping down into the soapy water. The tip soon reached the entrance of his throat which triggered his gag reflex. Kit had to fight hard, tears started to form in his eyes and soon ran down his face as Baloo relentlessly forced the young navigator to swallow his gigantic cock. Kit tried to get away but Baloo would have none of it.

"Chain of command, Kit. Your pilot has given you an order and you better damn well do it. You're a navigator, try to find away around it."

Having no chance to get away Kit somehow managed to suppress his gag reflex, at least to some extent. Baloo just kept pressing him down, forcing the cub to swallow of his meat until Kit's nose was buried in the big bear's wet pubic fur while his chin touched the adult's humongous pair of balls. Kit gagged and coughed, whimpering as he was abused. His body spasmed as he was held in place, Baloo's far superior strength not leaving him any choice.

Then the pilot pulled almost completely out, just to ram it in again, making Kit whimper even more as Baloo's wet balls, dripping water from their soaked fur, slapped against his chin, as he shoved his cock deep into the boy's maw. This caused Kit to gag really hard as Baloo held him in place for a few seconds. The big bear proudly watched as his member was clearly visible in Kit's throat, making it bulge outward.

As he roughly fucked the whimpering and yelping cub's maw Baloo turned him around so that Kit was lying on his belly, now he could bend his own head down and greedily start licking at Kit's winking pucker. His tongue slowly forced the tight hole open. Baloo grunted as his tongue entered deeper and deeper, lubing Kit's rear up with saliva. Soon all of it was buried in the boy where it found his prostate and started toying with it, making the cub squirm as foreign sensations coursed through his body. The big bear kept going for quite a while, fucking Kit's muzzle with his cock and his tailhole with his tongue. Then he stopped, pulled off and lifted Kit up, his intentions pretty obvious.

"Baloo... please... don't..."

"C'mon, the mighty Kit Cloudkicker I know never shies away from a good challenge", the pilot smirked.

"Usually the challenges aren't that big..."

"Yeah, I guess that's true, but where's the point in just takin' on small challenges, hm, Lil Britches?"

"You'll split me apart, Papa Bear..."

"Aw, c'mon. Have a little faith in your own abilities. You can do this."

"I'm not sure about that..."

"Well, I am, so get ready."

"Papa Bear, please..."

"Yeah, Papa Bear is gonna show ya what this all about. No one better than me to introduce ya to all the possibilities", he said as he slowly lowered the boy down until his huge cockhead rubbed against his navigator's cheeks and tailhole.

"Baloo, you're too big..."

"Now that's not fair. Just cause I'm a bit chubby. I'm a bear, can't really help it anyway."

"Not what I meant..."

"I know. Just messin' with ya. You gotta trust me with this, Lil Britches. You can take me." His blunt tip forced itself into Kit's tight pucker, slowly spreading it open as Baloo pushed him down further and further.

"It hurts..."

"Yeah, that's like growing pains. It'll go away and after that you're bigger and tougher." More and more of his massive bearcock buried itself in the boy's tight and warm rear, wet slurping sounds echoing through the room, mixed with the grunts and moans of the bigger and the smaller bear.

"Stop..."

"Nah, we're almost there. Why stop if you're almost at the finish line?"

"But you'll fu..."

"Language, Lil Britches. We'll make sweet love", Baloo crooned with warmth in his voice. His massive meat was now so deep in the boy that it was visibly rubbing against his belly where it formed a very obvious bulge. "Sweet, sweet love. Like the strawberry jam we hid the rubies in."

Kit looked down and saw the growing bulge in his belly. "Baloo... what's happening... you're in too deep..."

"Nah, that's just because you're a bit smaller than me. Your body's tough, you can take me."

"Papa Bear... oooh... I'm scared..."

"Aw, Lil Britches. Papa Bear's takin' such good care of you." He repositioned himself so that he could hug the boy, the smaller bear's body almost disappearing in Baloo's strong arms, water dripping from their wet fur. "No need to be scared."

"OK... but... I'm still not so sure..."

"Shhhshhh. It's ok", Baloo said, then his head moved down and his lips found Kit's as he gave the boy a kiss while his cock slid deeper and deeper. The big bear could feel the bulge in the cub's belly against his own gut as he pushed his tongue into his mouth to distract him. Kit was taken aback at first because his Papa Bear's massive penis stretched him far beyond his capabilities and that really, really hurt. But on the other paw Baloo was just so... Kit didn't even find the words, his mind swimming as the big bear's tongue began to wrestle with his own. He could only moan in pain and in pleasure as the huge ursine had his way with him.

After a while Kit felt Baloo's heavy testicles on his butt. That meant...

"Knew you could do it, Lil Britches!", Baloo boomed proudly, after pulling out off the slobbery kiss, some drool running down both their chins.

"I.... ooooh.... thanks, Papa Bear..."

"You're welcome, Kit. Now let's make sweet love." He lifted the boy up, the bulge in his belly disappearing as he was moved off the cock. Then as he was pushed down again the bulge reappeared again. Baloo continued this circle at a slow, measured pace. "Like that?"

"I feel so full.... ooooh... stuffed...", he moaned through gritted teeth. "Ooooh... Papa Bear..."

"Yes, Papa Bear is here. He's not goin' away, dontcha worry, Lil Britches." The big bear slowly picked up his pace as he moved the cub up off and down onto his cock. "Oh no. Not goin' away until I'm finished."

"Oooooh gooood... Baloo..."

"That's my name", the big bear smirked. "Moan for you Papa Bear!"

Kit couldn't help but comply and moan loudly while Baloo's veiny member slipped in and out of his tight anal tunnel, the bigger bear's sheath kissing his tailhole as his body was effortlessly moved up and down by the pilot's strong arms, muscled from heavy blue-collar work hefting around boxes and crates.

"Please... too much..."

"Aw, c'mon. You grew up among pirates. You're tough, you can do this."

"I... please..."

"Well, if you're asking so nice I just can't say no, Lil Britches", Baloo said and kept fucking his cock with the boy's body. "Now I just have to keep goin'."

After a while Baloo had an idea. "Wanna try out a different position, Kit?"

"N-no..."

"Aw, don't be like that. Sure you want!", the big bear chuckled as he lifted the boy off his cock and into the water. Kit was relieved for a moment but then he felt Baloo's big, rough hands grab his much smaller ones. He was pushed forward until his paws were on the edge of the large tub. Then he felt Baloo's body looming over him and the emptiness in his backside was instantly forgotten as a huge, throbbing bearcock filled him, making the cub grunt. The pilot's strong hands were now next to his, grabbing the tub so that he had more leverage as he Baloo began to plow his navigator as hard as he could.

If their bodies weren't already wet from the bath water they'd surely be wet with sweat by now. Baloo grunted and growled, never before had he sounded this feral. Like a wild animal. An animal in heat. Kit moaned as that gigantic cock ravaged his backside, slamming into him with wet, slurping sounds as the bigger bear's hefty pair of low-hangers constantly slapped against his own small nuggets.

Baloo didn't hold back any longer, he plowed Kit with all of his strength. The boy just moaned and grunted as both his body and his mind were overpowered by a mix of pain and pleasure. "Papa Bear...", he grunted weakly as his usually nice, mellow and laid-back Papa showed him just what a big bear he could be. In and out, in and out, that huge, piledriving cock never slowed down while it assaulted his insides and reached his deepest depths. Kit squirmed and shuddered around it, his hole constantly clenching down on that fat, veiny, throbbing invader.

Water splashed all around the two bears, the wooden planks of the tub creaked as Baloo's strong paws grabbed them, while wet slurping sounds echoed through the room as their soaked bodies slammed against each other. Instinctively Kit pushed back against Baloo, his body seemed to want to counter the big pilot's movement.

"Yeah, Lil Britches, finally getting the hang of it, hm?", Baloo smirked, his voice husky from exertion. The boy wasn't able to answer with words, so he let actions speak as they both enjoyed this hard, rough fucking session.

They kept going for a while but like all good things this moment had to come to and end. Kit felt his body tense up, all his muscles seemed to tighten and his hole clenched down hard on Baloo's fat cock as the boy experienced his first orgasm, even though he couldn't cum yet his little dick throbbed like crazy.

Baloo was on the verge of orgasming himself and feeling Kit reach his climax as he was buried deep inside the cub pushed the big bear over the edge himself and he let out a loud roar as he shot load after load into his navigator's bowels, filling him up with copious ammounts of thick, creamy bear seed.

They both huffed and breathed heavily as they basked in the afterglow. Baloo once again laid back in tub, gently hugging Kit to his belly, the boy slumped down and just lay on the bigger male's chubby gut, completely spent. Baloo looked down with a smile and gently petted him. "Just try to catch your breath. Take your time." Kit nodded, to weak to really do anything else. "Sorry, if I was to rough but this is how bears have sex. We act like we're civilized and all but deep down we're still animals, just walking on two feet."

"I liked it", Kit whispered, blusing a bit, burying his face in the thick fur across Baloo's pudgy gut.

"Yeah, kinda figured already", the big bear chuckled. Then he started humming some tune, the vibrations of his deep voice resonating through his body.

"Papa Bear?"

"Yes, Lil Britches?"

"Could we... uh... do this again?"

"Sure. Was hoping you'd ask. I guess we have to wait for a few days though, I think you might be sore for a while. No cloud surfing..."

"This is even better than cloud surfing", Kit replied, looking deep into his Papa Bear's eyes.

"Oh?" Baloo was surprised and chuckled. "Didn't think we'd ever find something you'd like more."

"It's more exhausting too..."

"Ah, it was your first time. You'll get used to it. Build some stamina. Don't worry, Lil Britches."

"OK", Kit said and snuggled against the big pilot. "Uh... I think Miss Cunningham might wonder why we're taking so long..."

"Don't worry, she thinks we're two bumbling slowpokes anyway. Why should that be different with taking a bath?", Baloo replied and gave Kit a wink. "Let's just relax and enjoy ourselves. We can still get out once the water gets too cold."

"OK, Papa Bear." Kit smiled as they hugged each other like a father and a son while Baloo once again hummed some tune. After a while Kit joined in and the big bear proudly looked down at the smaller one. Then he grinned, grabbed him under his arms with his strong paws and lifted him up. The boy murred and shuddered a bit as Baloo's cock, that had by now softened slipped out of his butthole.

"I'm so proud of you, Lil Britches. Took all of me on your first try. I mean I knew that you're tough but I guess you're even tougher than I knew."

Kit was a bit surprised as he found himself lifted up into the air, drops of water falling down from his soaked fur. And even some slimy cum leaked out of his well-used hole. "Thank you, Baloo."

"You're welcome, pal."

"Can you please put me down again, Papa Bear?", Kit asked, kicking his legs a bit, but he still hadn't fully recovered.

"Sure", Baloo replied and sat him down onto his chest. He smiled at the boy and the gently grabbed his tiny balls with two fingers, rubbing them a bit. "I wasn't lying earlier, just so you know. Of course I can't promise you that you'll grow as big down there as me but I'm pretty sure that you have the potential to be a big guy."

Kit shyly nodded. Baloo kept playing with his balls for a bit as Kit curiously watched him. Then he moved on to his sheath and ran it through his fingers a bit which made the cub shudder. The soft, downy fur covering the slightly leathery appendage was wet, which made it a bit slippery. "Yeah, this seems to be a decent size."

He held it with just two of his sausage-like fingers, then started to play with it using the pinky of his other paw, since it was the smallest, to push it open and slowly insert the tip of his finger into it and rubbing around a bit. It was tight and warm as it enveloped and hugged his finger.

"Baloo...", Kit moaned as he looked down at what the big pilot was doing. Seeing that thick digit disappear into that small hose of fur and flesh looked weird. Not wrong though, just weird. Like a brown, fuzzy snake trying to swallow a big grey beast.

"Shhh, it's ok, just my pinky." Baloo pushed a bit deeper as Kit stopped breathing and that tight warmth engulfed his finger."Just returning the favour from earlier."

"Feels weird...", the boy gasped and squirmed a bit. Baloo kept his finger in his sheath for a while, both of them trying to get used to it, though it still stayed an entirely feeling. But the pilot knew that after their exhausting session of almost feral mating they both needed some rest, so he withdrew his finger after a while and let Kit's dangly bits slip down again.

"...but good. I know", the bigger bear smirked and Kit nodded. "Pretty sure now that you'll be a hung stud like me. Maybe you'll even be a Papa Bear yourself", Baloo chuckled, though with honest pride in his voice and it was obvious that he didn't mean that as a joke.

"You'll always be my Papa Bear, Baloo", Kit said with a smile and felt two strong arms wrap around and snuggle him. No more words were needed between them as they lay there, hugging each other in the slowly cooling water, having through this shared intimate experience grown even closer than ever before. What started as just a bath had infinitely enforced their already very strong bond.