Kit and Papa Bear Reunited
Finally back after many years at Flight School, Kit and Baloo instantly come up with a way to make up for lost time.
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"How you doing down there, kid?" Baloo grunted.
"Auugh! I... I told you not to call me that anymore!" Kit huffed as he gripped the back of the cockpit's seat. It had been some time since the grown up bear had seen Baloo that this was the gray ursine's idea of a reunion celebration. Deep moans left his maw as his body was rocked back and forth. Behind him, Baloo huffed as he slammed his thick cock deep inside Kit's ass. He had a firm grip on the other bear's hips, shoving his own forwards in sharp claps.
"Hope you were thinking of me while you were out there..." Baloo growled, taking a moment to shove himself deep and simply grind his cock deep inside.
"E-everyday..." Kit admitted, digging his claws into the soft leather.
"You used that toy I sent you? Hehe. I modeled it after my own junk..." Baloo admitted, renewing his hard thrusts.
"Haaah! N-no wonder why this feels so familiar..." Kit chuckled through his pleasure. He was pressed against the back of the seat and the pumps were hard that the brown bear was afraid that it would be ripped from it's bolts thanks to the two of them.
"Can see you kept it nice and tight for me..." Baloo said, dragging his blunt claws through Kit's hip fur.
"W-what else was I supposed to do..?" Kit asked, sucking on his teeth as the fat length deep inside of him was dragged outwards. Baloo pulled himself completely free and chuckled to himself as he lined up and shoved each and every inch back inside of the clenching tunnel.
"You could have written a letter or mailed me your underwear. Something to let me know my Little Britches was still thinking about me when he was at flight college..." Baloo huffed, flicking his finger against Kit's puffball tail.
"Always thinking about my Papa Bear," Kit flipped the script on Baloo and stood up. He pushed the older bear back until they hit the cockpit's wall. The brown bear panted and winced in pleasure as he took control, bouncing against the fat shaft at a quick pace. As much as he did love the dildo Baloo sent him, it paled in comparison to the real thing. But now that the real thing was once again available to him, Kit was in league to have his cake and eat it too. It was very much satisfying to hear the unabashed moans of the older bear that spent most of their sessions at the one in control. Despite his size and dirty talk, Baloo was the kind who dished it but could hardly take it...
The older bear's helpless moans filled Kit's ears as he slammed himself as fast and hard as he could. It wasn't long at all that he felt that sensation he missed so much. Hot, sticky ropes of bear cum filled his ass and Kit welcomed the feeling. Baloo growled and pulled him close, jamming his spurting cock as far as he would go. Kit raised his head to the ceiling and cried out in utter bliss. This is what he missed for so long. The other guys at flight school just didn't do it like his Papa Bear could...