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Jason woke up very, very slowly. The kind of waking up that is surprisingly hard work, with eyelids that must be painfully forced open, and a sluggish rolling-over of the body that seems to take hours. And Jason especially had a lot of body to roll over. The soft mattress didn't help matters. The huge polar bear managed to pull his sluggish form into something that resembled a standing position.

He groaned when his head started to pound, and his entire body ached. He mildly noted that he was shirtless, belly spilling out. At least his pants were still on if not done up properly. He took a few steps from the bedroom, not bothering to zip up his fly.

What the hell had happened last night? He briefly tried to remember, but that just made his head hurt more so he stopped. The bear plodded into the kitchen, bare belly bouncing with each heavy step. He was relieved to discover it was his own apartment. At least he'd managed to make it home last night.

Jason found a box of pain killers and popped four into his maw, then washed it down with several gulps of water from a plastic cup. He followed that up with two more full cups, hoping the liquid would help ease his headache, unstick his dry mouth, and lubricate his stiff joints.

He clattered around the cupboard, pulling out a jar of instant coffee and knocking over a box of cereal. As he brewed his cheap coffee, Jason started to notice that he didn't feel very hungry at all, which he normally did after a night of heavy drinking. In fact he felt oddly full.

He rubbed at his large gut. Did it feel bigger than normal?

Jason looked down. Something was written on his stomach in thick, black pen, but he was too hung-over to make out the words upside-down. He dragged himself into the bathroom and checked the mirror. He still had to translate the word backwards from the mirror image.

His gut said "Jail."

What the fuck does that mean? The polar bear scratched his head and scrunched up his muzzle in confusion. His friends weren't normally the kind of people to draw stuff on unconscious drunks. Okay, maybe Isaac was. Was it a fat joke? Not likely. Pitch and Devin were about as big as he was, and Isaac wasn't Mister Fitness either. It wasn't like Tad to pull something that childish either, so...

Wait, where was Tad?

Jason's gut gave a loud gurgle, and he felt his insides shift squirm around in a very odd way that also seemed a little bit familiar. He rubbed over his full gut.

Oh shit.

Jason went rigid, panic chasing away the fog of the hang over. He quickly moved to the bath. He heaved and clenched his gut muscles in a practiced way, and felt something large travel up his throat. The bear quickly plunged a paw deep inside his mouth and grabbed onto a pair of fuzzy ears. He leant forward, maw wide open, and a slim grey rabbit slid from his mouth and into the tub, covered in drool and slime and making a wet 'slorp' noise.

"Holy crap, Tad, I am so sorry! Are you okay? Did I hurt you?" The words spilled out of Jason's mouth much like the rabbit had only moments ago.

Tad lay in the tub, naked, covered in fluids, and giggling sleepily. One paw barely covered the rabbit's throbbing erection.

"I'm fine," said Tad lazily. He sounded almost drunk, and an enormous grin was plastered across his muzzle. He stretched and yawned, his wet fur slipping around against the white bath tub. He tried to sit up, but the slick drool just made him slide back down. He laughed and pointed a slender finger at Jason. "You make a very comfortable bed."

Jason slumped back and let out a sigh. "C'mon, let's get you cleaned up."

An hour later, both Jason and Tad had showered, changed, and sobered up somewhat thanks to the miraculous power of caffeine. Jason sat on the couch watching movie trailers he'd already seen. Tad finished some toast in the kitchen, and then carefully sat down with his paws in his lap next the big polar bear.

"Hey, I'm really sorry that I scared you," said Tad.

Jason looked over and paused the video. "No, I'm sorry. I was really drunk and... I can't believe my friends would do that to you."

Tad's cheeks pulled back in a nervous smile as did his best not to look guilty. "Actually, I kinda let them. I wasn't exactly struggling to get away."

Jason raised an eyebrow at him. "Oh, really?"

"Yeah. Turns out I'm weird like that." Tad let out an awkward chuckle, and his eyes flitted towards the floor. Jason nodded and turned back toward the television. The rabbit and the polar bear sat still on the couch, paws in their respective laps.

Several excruciatingly long seconds passed. For each moment that passed, an entire script ran through each of the young men's minds of things they could say, should say, or wanted to say. It was Tad who eventually spoke up.

"So how many times have I ended up in your gut now?" He had tried desperately to sound cool and slick, to pass it off as a casual joke. But he shook, his voice wavered, and he couldn't stop his eyes from blinking.

"Uh, three." Jason swallowed and felt his cheeks start to prickle. He felt a small paw touch his round belly through the fabric of his shirt. He looked over and Tad was grinning at him.

"Want to make it four?" the rabbit asked, tilting his head to the side and rubbing very small circles against Jason's belly.

Jason smiled and shook his head. "Not right now. Still feeling pretty blech after last night."

"Oh, sorry, I didn't want... I mean I did but... If you're not feeling..." Tad stuttered around and his voice trailed into quiet mumbling, while his long ears slowly drooped behind his head.

Jason wrapped a thick arm around the bunny and drew him close, causing Tad to let out an involuntary squeak.

"I'm not feeling hungry, but," he paused and shifted around in the couch, sinking down a little and letting his legs splay open, "maybe you want something to eat instead?" Jason gave Tad a quick wink.

Tad stared at the bear blankly.

Jason stared back. His grin slowly faded. He looked very quickly from Tad, to his own crotch, then back again.

Tad followed the bear's gaze, then his own eyes widened. "Oh, Oh!" He ears shot straight up behind him. The rabbit scrambled off the bear, but then stopped. "You do mean...?" He pointed at the bulge in Jason's pants.

Jason nodded and laughed. "I do, yeah."

"Oh, fuck yes," Tad muttered. He dropped to his knees in between Jason's thighs and eagerly fumbled at the button of the XXXL jeans.

Jason lifted up his fat gut and sucked in for a moment to give his waistband some slack, then let it all go when he felt the front of pants pop open. Slender fingers poked and tugged at the fabric trying to pull them down.

"Easy man. I'm not going anywhere," Jason said to Tad's frantic attempts to get his pants off. He shifted his butt in the couch and let his jeans slip all the way down to his feet. His cock, although still wrapped in dark boxer briefs, throbbed at the sudden freedom.

Tad pulled Jason's jeans off and threw them across the room. He let his paws wander up the sides of the bear's belly while pushing the shirt up, feeling its softness and warmth. Then he pressed his face into the white fur and blubber and let his head sink into it. That wonderfully warm place that had several times been his bed, prison, and home. He breathed in the scent of the fur and let it fill his head. The rabbit then drew his paws back again, getting a soft rumble out of Jason as they rubbed down his belly then under the bear's overhanging gut towards the waistband of his underwear. Tad had to force himself to gently slip Jason's boxer briefs down his huge thighs, instead of just ripping them off in excitement. Not that he'd have the strength to do that anyway.

He'd waited a long time for this.

The underwear came down, and Jason let out a deep sigh when he felt his dick finally flop free.

"Holy shit," said Tad. He actually had to dodge.

Jason let out a chuckle. "I'm eight feet tall and nearly four hundred kilos. What did you expect?"

"I know, it's just... holy shit."

Tad wrapped both of his paws around Jason's cock and just held it for a few seconds, amazed at the heft and thickness of the beast. Then he leant forward and wrapped his lips around the thick, black tip.

Jason let out a low grunt and shuddered in time with the flash of pleasure that coursed through his body like an electric shock. A warm, wet, bunny mouth enveloped the first few inches of his cock and made all of the muscles in his body relax, while a delicate tongue licking at the tip made them all tense up again. Jason dug his fingers into the soft couch cushions without even thinking. The rabbit's paws travelling up and down his shaft were soft and gentle, nearly tickling him. It made the back of his thighs tingle. Part of him couldn't believe they had actually come to this. After all the time and all the fights the two had had, antagonising each other, pushing on each other's nerves, it seemed absurd that this was the culmination. But Jason wasn't going to complain. Not now. Not later either. Instead he reached and grasped the back of Tad's head with one paw and gave a gentle push, feeling his dick sink deeper into the rabbit's hungry gullet and making him moan.

Tad felt the thick, black cock push further into his mouth. He instinctively wanted to pull away but the strong paw holding the back of his head nudged him slowly forward instead. Tad's muzzle stretched tight around the girth, the taste of precum starting to creep over his tongue. Tasting Jason like this for the first time was overwhelming and intoxicating, like the cock in his mouth was the only thing that mattered in the world. He held Jason's cock firmly at the base and started to bob his head back and forth, wet lips and tongue sliding and kissing and rubbing over the tip. Tad felt his own erection grow tight inside his own pants, and used his right paw to undo his own jeans and slip his hard dick from the confines of his underwear. He started to jerk himself off, and immediately a rush of heat spread through the bunny's body. His breathing got heavier and his cheeks grew hot, and the taste of Jason grew more powerful, stimulating his own arousal. He kept moving up and down the bear's length, ears waving each time his lips slipped over and around the tip.

"Oh fuck," Jason breathed, his whole body tensing each time the rabbit licked at his cock and getting faster and faster. The jolts of pleasure were intense now, almost too much so. He could hear blood roaring in his ears, and the tingle in his thighs had turned into an electric shock that beat in time with his heart. Part of him wanted to pull Tad off his dick and make him stop, but the other part wanted to slam the cute grey face hard into his crotch and make Tad swallow the entire thing. Jason forced his paw from the back of Tad's head and back to the couch, gripping it hard as if to stop his body from thrashing around.

"Fuck. I'm gonna cum," Jason forced out in a whisper.

Tad looked up into Jason's eyes but did not stop. In fact he slowed his rhythm into long, deliberate movements, focusing his tongue on the underside of Jason's cock and slowly drawing his lips over the head.

Jason let out a deep yelp and thrust his hips up into Tad's face. Hot cum spurted from his cock, making the rabbit's eyes, and cheeks, bulge in surprise. Jason's whole body buzzed with ecstasy, and every time he came his muscles gradually relaxed as if the tension was leaving him via his orgasm. By the time he was done, Jason's dick nearly ached. He relaxed back into the couch and let his tongue loll out of his mouth. Where the fuck did Tad learn to do that? Jason reached over and lazily rubbed Tad's shoulder, grinning stupidly.

Tad pulled away from the retreating cock with a wet pop. He swallowed the final mouthful of bear jizz, took a deep breath, then stood up to reveal his own erection to Jason. It took only a few more seconds of pumping his dick with his paw before the rabbit let out a whine and came, shooting strands of cum over the bear's belly. Tad finished, and just stood there for a few seconds, panting, paw still clutched around his sticky cock.

"How do you feel?" Jason said, slurring a little bit.

Tad smiled. "Like I just chugged a gallon of milk." He rubbed his little belly. "How do you have so much cum?"

"Just talented, I guess," Jason chuckled. Using all of what was left of his strength, the polar bear managed to push himself off the couch. He reached forward and pulled tad into a hug, not caring one iota about the mess.

Tad however, pushed himself away from the cum-smeared belly. "Maybe we should shower first? Again."

"Sure." Jason nodded, but then frowned. He suddenly felt hungry again. "Want to get pancakes after? I feel like pancakes."