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Obligatory Content Warning: The following story contains scenes of an EXPLICIT SEXUAL NATURE between an adult and a CUB. If this offends you, DO NOT READ ON. By reading beyond this point, you waive your right to be offended by my work, because I WARNED YOU, BIOTCH. For those of you who I haven't scared off... enjoy!

"Hmm... this must be it."

Gothbear slowly got out of his car as he looked at the house, double-checking the address written on the slip of paper in his paw as he threw his backpack over his shoulder. He walked up to the front door, reaching it in a few long strides, and pushed the doorbell.

There was a shuffling behind the door, and it flew open. "You must be the sitter," the sugar glider who answered the door said. She looked up at the massive, muscular bear, seeming to be slightly taken aback. "Oh, my..."

Gothbear smiled and extended a paw. "Yup. That's me. Don't be fooled by my physique -- I'm quite gentle with the little ones."

She nodded and took his paw, dwarfed by the sheer size of the bear. "Well, let's get going, hun," she said to her husband as he walked in. "Emergency numbers are on the fridge, and we should be home around ten. Make sure Quiet's in bed by nine-thirty, and not too many sweets before bed."

"Got it," Gothbear said, smiling warmly as the two adults shuffled out, closing the door behind them. He looked around as they left, searching for his charge.

As if on cue, a little blur appeared from upstairs, coming to a stop right in front of the bear.

Gothbear grinned down at the little sugar glider in front of him. "You must be Quiet," he said, squatting down to bring himself to the cub's height, though even then he towered over the eight year old.

"Yup!" the little cub replied, swishing his tail behind him as he hugged his babysitter.

Gothbear chuckled as he gently returned the hug, then patted the cub's bottom. "So, what would you like to do, little one?" he asked.

The little cub perked his ears and grinned up at the bear. "Can we watch a movie?"

"That sounds lovely," the bear said, standing up and gently ruffling the cub's headfur. "Why don't you pick one out while I make us some popcorn."

"Sure!" Quiet said, bounding over to the TV in the living room.

"Feel free to check my backpack, too," the bear called. "I brought a few along, myself." He chuckled as he heard the zipper opening on his bag, and located a bag of microwavable popcorn.

The big bear tapped the counter idly while he waited for the corn to pop. His ears perked as he heard the little sugar glider bound into the kitchen.

"Can we watch this one, Gothbear?" he asked, holding up what looked to be one of the animated movies the bear had brought with him.

The bear chuckled and nodded. "Sure. Why don't you go pop that into the DVD player, and I'll be out in a minute with the popcorn?"

"Ok!" Quiet replied, bounding back out of the kitchen.

"You want a drink?" Gothbear called.

"Apple juice, please!" the cub replied.

The bear smiled as he pulled down a cup and poured the cub his juice, grabbing a soda for himself while he was in the fridge. He set the drinks down and got a bowl just as the popcorn finished popping in the microwave.

"Perfect timing," he said to himself as he pulled out the bag and dumped its contents into the bowl. The smell of popcorn filled the air, and the big bear grinned as he grabbed the two drinks in one massive paw, carrying the bowl of popcorn in the other.

As he walked into the living room, Gothbear bumped into the little sugar glider.

"Popcorn!" Quiet cried, giggling and jumping for the bowl.

The big bear let out a hearty laugh as he maneuvered around the cub and set the snack and drinks on the table. "Excitable, aren't you?" he asked, grinning at the little cub.

"Uh huh!" Quiet said, grinning as he grabbed a handful of popcorn and shoved it into his mouth, a few pieces falling on the floor.

"Now, now, don't make a mess," Gothbear warned as picked up the remote. "Or I'll have to send you to bed early."

The cub squeaked and nodded, quickly picking up the dropped pieces of popcorn and eating them down.

Gothbear rolled his eyes and sat down on the couch. He reached for his soda, then looked over at the cub. "There a remote handy?"

Quiet giggled as he flopped down on the couch next to the massive bear. "It's prolly in the cushions somewhere. Tends ta get lost there."

The big bear chuckled and slipped his paws back into the cushions, feeling around. After a few seconds of fumbling, he withdrew his paw, remote clutched tightly in his grip. "Ah ha!" he said.

Remote in paw, Gothbear relaxed on the couch, turning on the TV as the movie started up. He rolled his eyes as the unskippable previews played, inwardly cursing the companies for forcing the consumers to have to sit through that drivel. "So, you seen this one before?" the bear asked.

Quiet shook his head quickly. "Nope! I wanted to go see it when it was in theaters, but my parents couldn't find the time to take me."

Gothbear nodded, and grinned as the previews finally finished. "Here we go..." he said as he selected the "play movie" option from the menu and sat back.

As the movie started up, the large bear laid back on the couch, gently pulling the little cub to his side. He smiled as the cub settled in next to him, and allowed his mind to wander as the film started.

Music filled the room as the opening credits rolled. While it was certainly cheesy, it held a peculiar charm that never seemed to wear off. The cub was certainly enjoying it, judging by how he swayed in time to the beat.

The big bear stretched out again, glancing at the little sugar glider from the corner of his eye. He'd seen the movie a few times, himself (he practically knew it by heart at this point), so he hardly paid that attention. The little cub's reactions were infinitely more interesting to the bear at the moment -- his giggles, gasps, ooo's and aaah's.

Gothbear had to admit, at least to himself, that the cub was damn cute. Sexy even. He chuckled to himself and shifted a bit, trying to ignore the steady tightening of his pants as the cub enjoyed the movie (and hoping that the little sugar glider didn't notice the growing bulge).

Before he'd even fully registered it, Gothbear had started to undress the little cub in his mind. As if on cue, Quiet grabbed his glass of juice and took a huge sip. He let out a squeak as the juice started escaping his muzzle and dribbling down his shirt and shorts.

"Oh, no!" Gothbear said, pausing the movie and snatching up the cub's cup before he spilled the rest of it. "Look at you, you're covered in juice!"

Quiet whimpered as he looked down at his clothes. "I'm sowwy," he mumbled, looking up at the big bear, tears forming in his eyes. "You're not gonna send me to bed early now, are you?"

The big bear looked over the little cub, and let out a sigh. "I guess not... but you'll need to change out of those clothes and take a bath before bed."

Quiet nodded and started pulling up his shirt. He paused as he got it half-way up. "Do I hafta change? Since I need a bath, now..."

Gothbear crossed his arms and chuckled, a smile across his muzzle. "What, do you want to hang out in your underwear until your bath?"

"Could I?!" the cub asked, his eyes lighting up.

The big bear shifted a bit, inwardly cringing. "I don't know... what would your parents say?"

Quiet sighed. "They wouldn't like it," he mumbled.

Gothbear felt a tug at his heart as he saw the dejected look on the little cub's face. "I guess we'll just have to keep it our little secret, then," he said, ruffling the cub's headfur.

Quiet squealed with delight and pulled his shirt off, tossing it aside and giving his babysitter a hug around his waist. "Thank you, Gothbear!" he said, grinning up at the big bear before he pulled off his shorts. "Uh... looks like my undies are wet, too," he said.

Sure enough, some of the juice had soaked through the cub's pants and dampened his briefs.

"Guess you'll just have to take those off, too," Gothbear said. "Unless you don't want me to see you naked..."

Quiet giggled softly and pulled his undies down, blushing a little beneath his fur. "You'll see me nakie when you give me my bath, so..."

The big bear chuckled and nodded, and sat down on the miraculously dry couch, patting the cushion next to him. "Fair enough. So, shall we finish watching the movie?"

"Yeah!" Quiet cried, crawling back up onto the couch and snuggling up to the big bear.

Gothbear wrapped his arm around the cub's shoulders and held him close as he unpaused the movie, furtively glancing at the little cub's exposed package. His own jeans had now become uncomfortably tight. It took the bear a moment to realize that the cub wasn't looking at the tv.

"Gothbear, why're yur pants all pokey?" Quiet asked, pointing at the noticeable bulge in the bear's jeans.

The big bear blinked a few times as he tried to come up with a satisfactory answer to the cub's inquiry. "Well... sometimes, adults' penises will get... stiff... when something makes them excited."

Quiet tilted his head curiously as he looked up at the bear. "What's gotcha excited?" he asked.

Gothbear chuckled, hoping that he didn't look as nervous as he felt. "Hard not to with such a cute little cub curled up next to me."

The little sugar glider giggled, and glanced back at the bear's bulge. "Can I see it?" he asked, looking up at his sitter's face.

"I don't see why not," the bear said, swallowing a nervous chuckle as he unbuttoned and unzipped his pants. He stood up and slowly slid the mass of denim down his legs, taking his underwear with it. Once at his ankles, he sat down and kicked away his clothing, the bear's massive erection throbbing between his legs.

"Woooooow," Quiet said, staring in awe at the huge rod of bear meat before him. Without bothering to ask, the little sugar glider reached out and wrapped his tiny paws around the bear's shaft. They could barely fit around Gothbear's girth.

Not that the big bear minded. A soft groan escaped his muzzle as the eager young cub's paws explored his length. "Oooooh, gawd," he muttered.

The cub looked up at his sitter's face, a curious expression painted on his face. "Didja say somethin'?" he asked, his paws never leaving the bear's gargantuan erection.

Gothbear smiled down at the little cub and gently ruffled his headfur. "That feels really nice, little one," he whispered.

Quiet beamed up at the adult as he rubbed the bear meat between his paws. He hardly noticed the stirring in his own loins as he fondled Gothbear's throbbing tool.

Of course, Quiet's reactions hardly went unnoticed by the bear. With a gentleness that would hardly be expected of a fur of Gothbear's size and build, he slipped a paw down between the young sugar glider's legs and took the boy's stiffened rod between his thumb and forefinger, and began to rub it.

The young cub's gasps and moans were masked by those of the large bear and the now-unwatched movie. Little paws explored Gothbear's manhood as the bear's enormous fingers teased Quiet's immature cubhood.

"Mmm... that feels nice," Quiet cooed, thrusting his little hips a bit into the bear's paw.

"I know something that feels even better," Gothbear replied. He inwardly slapped his paw over his mouth for saying the words, outwardly giving the cub a warm, dreamy smile.

The little sugar glider's ears perked up. "Ooooh? What is it?" he asked, his tail swishing back and forth excitedly.

Gothbear leaned down and whispered in the cub's ear, "We could try putting my penis in your butt... though I'm not sure if such a little guy could take it."

Quiet giggled and flicked his ears. "I wanna try it!" he said, grinning up at his sitter, his tail wagging happily.

The big bear grinned and reached down to grab his bag. "Alright, little one... just need to get something out to... help it along." He smiled and gently ruffled Quiet's headfur as he reached a paw into his bag and pulled out a bottle of lube. "Turn around and lift your tail so I can get you ready."

Without hesitation, Quiet turned around, giggling as he presented his rear to the large bear.

"That's a good boy," he whispered, pouring some lube onto his finger and gently rubbing it around the boy's tight pink pucker.

A squeal escaped the boy's mouth as the bear's lubed finger teased his tailhole. "That tickles!" he cried, giggling and squirming on the couch.

Gothbear chuckled and placed his other paw on Quiet's back to steady him. "Just wait until I push it in," he said, starting to apply pressure to the boy's virgin entrance. "Try to relax, sweetie."

Both furs gasped as Gothbear easily pushed his massive finger into the boy's tailhole. Quiet moaned softly and squirmed beneath the bear, pressing his rear back to greet the invader. "Ngh... it feels weird," he said.

"Mmm... good weird, or bad weird?" Gothbear asked, leaning in to give the little cub an affectionate nuzzle and ear lick.

Quiet murred and flicked his ear into the lick. "Good weird," he replied, letting out another gasp as the finger pushed all the way in, brushing a sensitive spot in his little behind.

Gothbear grinned and gently thrust his finger into the boy a couple times, then slowly pulled out. "Hmm... want to try taking my penis now?" he asked.

A nod and a grin greeted the suggestion. "Yuh huh!" Quiet said, wagging his tail excitedly.

The bear grinned as he poured some lube onto his throbbing erection, rubbing his paw over it to ensure good coverage. Shivering a bit at the thought of what he was about to do, Gothbear lined up his tip with the eager young cub's tailhole. "Ready, Quiet?"

"Uh huh!" he replied, nodding and pushing his hips back slightly.

Gothbear grinned and grabbed the boy's hips, holding him steady as he began to push his massive cock into the young boy's waiting rear.

A tremendous moan escaped the bear's maw as his tip sank into the boy's silky backside. He shuddered as he sank inch after inch of his massive cock into Quiet's virgin rear, the intense tightness and heat of the cub's body overwhelming the bear's senses.

Beneath the bear, Quiet moaned and squirmed as he felt Gothbear's massive cock filling his rear. His own stiffy twitched beneath him as the bear's cock rubbed up against his prostate, sending warm vibrations of pleasure through the cub's young frame.

The two furs let out a gasp as Gothbear's hips connected with Quiet's rear. He stared down in disbelief, his jaw dropping as he realized that the cub had taken all of him. "Oh, gawd," he muttered, shuddering again.

"Mmmm... yur right... that DOES feel even nicer," Quiet whispered, wriggling lightly beneath the bear.

Gothbear chuckled and started to pull out of the cub. "Just you wait, little one... it gets better." As the bear pulled half of his cock out, he paused, then thrust all the way back in, letting out another earth-shaking moan as he sank back in to the cub's tender rear.

Quiet gasped and moaned out loudly as the bear pushed back into him. Electric waves of pleasure flooded his body as the bear's cock ran back and forth along his prostate, accentuated by the gentle slap of the bear's huge balls against his tiny sack.

Slowly, the bear worked into a gentle rhythm, pounding into the cub's tight little rear. The boy's silky insides seemed to stimulate the bear's cock in all the right places, quickly working its owner to heights of pleasure he had never before imagined, let alone experienced.

Underneath him, Quiet gasped and panted, writhing as his mind clouded over, lost in the intensity of the pleasure coursing through his very being. His cock twitched wildly as the bear thrust into him, the conductor's baton of the powerful yet gentle symphony of love and lust arpeggiating through the cub's body.

Seconds melted into minutes as the two furs became one, their bodies playing their parts in perfect harmony. Their breaths and moans reached a crescendo as their peaks approached, threatening to completely overwhelm them both.

Gothbear leaned down and licked the cub's headfur, a paw sneaking down to resume his teasing of the young boy's stiff rod.

The instant the bear's fingers made contact with the cub's shaft, Quiet let out a loud, shuddering moan. Just that touch threw the boy over the edge into an intense dry orgasm, the pleasure consuming him like a wildfire, causing his body to writhe and squirm.

A loud roar escaped Gothbear's maw as the added stimulation from the cub's orgasm pushed him to his peak. His own cock twitched and jerked within the cub's velvety insides, pumping him full of thick, potent bear cum.

Gothbear rolled onto his back, holding the cub against him as he gave a final few thrusts into his now-well-used tailhole. "Mmmm... that was... divine," he whispered.

Quiet looked up at the bear and smiled, giving his chin a quick lick. "That... was... awesome," he whispered, beaming in the afterglow of his first orgasm.

With a groan, Gothbear rose, never withdrawing his cock from the boy's rear. "Well, now... I think it's time for your bath."

Quiet giggled and grinned up at his sitter as the massive bear slowly walked up the stairs to the bathroom. "Yay! Bath!"