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Sweeter Than Honey

Chapter Two

By Roofles

Summers could never last long enough and sure enough it had come to an end. The fall season was starting up as Keith bought his very first pumpkin spice latte of the season; only then did fall truly start, as he saw it. It was a tradition he hated, dealt with and put up with despite how much he secretly liked the overly sugary caffeine fix for his days.

Keith had made a full recovery over the summer and had spent most of it at the very place he’d recovered at. The ranger’s tower with the one and only Ranger Barry. His new best friend. Not that he had much of a say in the matter, the bear only agreeing to bring him home, jokingly, after he gave him his number.

Keith had and ever since then, even months later, the two had hit it off. Just as if they were back in that tower together, the two of them remained in constant contact with each other.

It was a chilly day in the downtown part of the city making the human almost miss the summer heat. Keith had worn several layers to ward off the cold, wrapping a scarf around his face and trying to type on his phone in the wool mittens he had on. It was troublesome enough without shivering as another freezing cold breeze blew by, sending several fall leaves through that air around him as if mocking the furless human.

“Fuck you, nature…” Keith grumbled even in the heart of the city. This was why humans built stone walls, to ward off the elements. To keep Mother Nature’s moods at bay. It had been scolding hot all summer, now it was already getting to the point of being freezing cold. He was just glad it wasn’t raining, yet.

He needed to buy some rain proof gear as he double checked his weather app, waiting for a reply to the test he managed to send out. It was out this evening as it was. Waiting for someone to go shopping with. A perfectly tame, normal day.

“What?”

His phone buzzed, the message appearing at the top of it. Keith frowned at the reply he had gotten, biting one of his fingers to pull off his mitten and to type out the message again to them. Typing in wool mittens was nigh impossible.

“I’m out front, waiting for you.” Keith texted, shivering still as he stood outside. He got a couple of looks and only frowned in reply to any of them.

“OH. Bear there soon.” His phone quickly buzzed with the reply once more.

Keith frowned at the new text message he had gotten. He knew that wasn’t a typo as he stashed his phone away, standing out front of the store the two of them had planned to meet up at.

Throughout the summer Keith had gone out into the woods, to a ranger tower in order to visit his bear. Barry and Keith had been texting any time they were apart, the brown bear able to use a nearby cell tower in order to get connection even way out in the woods as he was. Barry wasn’t allowed to leave so it only made since for Keith to visit him instead. When the time allowed.

And visit he did.

Keith had spent nearly every day off coming to see Barry. Even if he didn’t like the woods, it was worth it to see his loveable bear. The two of them had stayed in touch the very day Keith had been given a lift back into town by the bear; the human unfortunately had to work and couldn’t stick around any longer than he already had. The two exchange a strong hug with one another, neither wanting to let the other go. Only once Keith agreed to swapped numbers did Barry let him go. The bear wouldn’t have left until they did.

Keith had been worried Barry wouldn’t have the proper equipment even with a cell phone tower being nearby the ranger tower. Barry had left then and there to go out and buy the proper equipment he’d need to stay in touch while he finished up his summer job. The two would be able to hang out once his contract was up.

As much as Barry enjoyed the woods, the bear had gone out there to recover from a broken heart. Only to find not only the answer but the cure for it while he was out there. And that cure was something he didn’t want to let slip through his fingers, again. The bear practically showing up at Keith’s door the second his job was up and over with.

“I need a place to stay…” Barry had just said with a large grin, holding his box of things and Keith had simply stepped aside to let him in.

Not a day went by without the two talking, texting or communicating in some fashion. There were plenty of blunders when it came to trying to video chat during their time apart and the two had gotten a kick out of when the feed froze during Barry’s “orgasm face” when they were doing their weekly fap session together. It had been the perfect moment for the feed to freeze up and Keith had teased Barry about it ever since.

It was a strange feeling, having someone there. Constantly. Without fail. Through rain or shine the bear was there. Barry was far needier than any canine Keith had ever met. Not that he minded, the two had even talked about it beforehand.

Spending the months apart getting to know one another before Barry had showed up on his doorstep like a lost dog seeking a home.

“I’m a one bear kind of guy.” Barry had stated flatly. “If you want to be friends only? That’s fine. But if you want more, you’re going to get the whole Bear-y experience…” And Keith hadn’t been expecting what that entailed.

Apparently one reason why Barry’s last relationship hadn’t lasted was because the bear was… overbearing, at times, with his affection. He loved PDA. Barry never wanted to be told “no” because they were in public; while the bear kept it above the belt, Keith soon found that hand holding, hugs and kissing weren’t off the table no matter who was around.

Something the bear instantly did as he parked his jeep across the street. Barry didn’t even look both ways as he crossed the street, running on over and before Keith could even berate the bear on his reckless behavior was swooped up into the air and spun around like a princess.

“Bawry!” Keith laughed, blushing as the smaller male was easily hoisted up into the air as the bear spun around in his boots. Keith hit his arms and Barry barely felt it as he made sure to do several full spins for him.

“There’s my cute man!” Barry practically tossed Keith into the air before dropping him down so the human fell right into the bear’s arms, hugged tightly and close against the warm fluffy rolls around the bears neck.

Barry nuzzled him then, using his whole body to cushion his fall before just planting a large, fat, wet kiss on Keith’s cheek.

“I missed you!” Barry didn’t bother keeping his voice down, he never did. Everything about the large bodied bear was big and his voice was no exception.

“I saw you this morning!” Keith just laughed as that large snoot moved in for daily sniffing inspection. Keith unaware the bear keen nose could pick up those he’d been around.

A bear’s sense of smell was even better than a canine. Barry never let Keith know of it though as he took it all in. He was just pleased to find out his scent from this morning was still there on his human.

Barry was fit, healthy and yet still he was a bear of a man. Literally. He was large and in charge. His voice was loud, his body huge and even working out as much as he did still had several features that plagued his people. The scruffy, fluffy rolls around his neck was just one such unfortunate feature. Something Barry used to be teased about until he had met his human.

“Ah! So warm!” Keith practically said burying his face against the bears neck and make Barry blush with a huge grin on his face. “It’s freezing! You never said it would be this cold! Let me into your clothes!” Keith joked and teased playfully as ever with his man.

The bear was wearing a rather large sweater as the human was set back on the ground, gently and with great care. The bear treating him like the prince of his dreams. And as such, a prince needed a carriage…

Barry was already opening the front of his sweater up and practically shoved Keith up against his belly and chest placing the sweater back over the smaller male. Keith squirmed against the stronger male who only smiled in return. Booming a laugh, a smile spread over the brown fur bears face. A smile that would put the morning sun to shame, Barry just wagged his stubby tail happily as he hugged Keith even closer to his body.

“Don’t got to ask me twice!” Barry just grinned.

“I’m cold, not-,” Keith would try to protest.

“Then let your ol’ bear keep ya warm then!” Barry hugged the struggling human against his belly and chest, silencing the human against his scruffy fur chest. Barry didn’t wear a shirt underneath his sweater, not needing one.

The bear just nodded towards a passing couple, practically carrying Keith inside the store as he just continued their day as if there wasn’t a struggling human underneath his sweater.

It had taken time for Keith to get used to others staring at the two; something he still was trying too. The human hadn’t ever been in such an open relationship before. Keith never needed to hide who he was usually but being with Barry was another story. Barry showed no sign of relenting in his affections and even in a crowded room or elevator, Keith knowing from experience by this point, the bear would happily share all his love with the human.

And Barry seemed to have endless amounts of it. Having used Keith as his own personal “teddy human” since moving in. A teddy human that wasn’t opposed to being humped to a finish in the middle of the night either.

Keith had been harassed about being a human in what was dubbed “Animal town” until the bear had showed up, apologizing for running late. Keith was never sure what Barry was doing whenever he ran late which was more often than not; just suspecting the lazy bear was taking another afternoon nap. Barry quickly smothered the human with affection, the bear making sure no matter where the two were Keith would always feel accepted and loved.

Just as Barry himself had always wanted in a relationship. To have a partner that would be there for you and stand up for you even when you were wrong.

“Barry!” Keith said getting a bit angry now; he squirmed his way to the top of the sweater looking out the top of it after twisting his body around to face forward. He felt the bears belly push out against the crook of his back, the bear in question resting his chin on the human’s head as he carried him in a hug into the building.

The store was a massive multi chained store that catered to those looking to get hunting, fishing or camping supplies. The store had a wonderful selection of well made clothing, some of which Keith wanted to get for the rainy days; Barry bought several of his own clothes here as well. They also sold boats, canoes, rafts and even ATVs. It was the number one seller for outdoor gear and Barry loved coming here, even to window shop from time to time.

Keith had never been until Barry had surprised him on a “date,” something that was more humorous than romantic. Still, the human had played along watching the bear’s delight like a child in a toy store as he ran around to inspect fishing rods, over to the selections of tents already set up to try out and even to the shooting range.

“One of us has to hunt for food!” Barry had just told him with a large smile on his face. Keith would provide for the city living and Barry would provide for them in the outdoors. Most would assume the two wouldn’t get along as such, having such different likes and dislikes.

Yet, opposites attract for a reason.

For the two being so different, they had surprisingly got along well in their ever growing relationship. Keith was a hard working shut in and Barry was a carefree guy that loved nothing more than to go camping out in the woods, fish up his morning breakfast and sleep underneath a tarp for the night.

Keith had to put his foot down on that one, making sure the bear would bring a proper tent for the two at the very least. The idea of Barry hunting for their breakfast was very tantalizing and had led to a night of sweaty, musky sex. Keith still planned to pack emergency food and supplies if need be.

“What are we even here for?” Keith usually ended up conceding to the overly affectionate bear. It was hard to argue with something so warm and soft, reminding the human of a marshmallow half the time.

Barry had made him smores the other night, calling Keith his “chocolate to his marshmallow” and the human had blushed the rest of the night, snuggled up to the bear in front of the fire at his place. Even with Barry being, well, the size of a bear he was always gentle and caring for the smaller male. In his own way.

“I need a new bear of boots.” Barry just said with a straight face, still hugging and holding the human with his chin resting on his hair. He loved the feel and smell of the human and if he could, he’d had made Keith go shirtless on days like today…

Then he’d have to stay in his sweater all day long to stay warm. Barry was acutely aware of how cold Keith could get, being furless and all.

Each night Keith would sleep on his side of the bed but not even an hour later the human would worm his way over towards the bear who’d be laying there waiting. Waiting for the cold to get the human to snuggle up to the giant of a teddy bear waiting with open arms, and legs, to share his body heat with him.

Barry was a great fisherman after all and the bear’s natural body heat was the perfect lure for Keith to climb willingly, wantonly into those arms. Sometimes all a bear had to do was stand there in the running river and wait for the salmon to jump into his maw or arms in this case.

“You did that one on purpose.” Keith said as the two headed further inside; like always, they were getting plenty of looks and Keith was just glad Barry was with him. Even if it was the bears fault, there was something special about being with someone who was so close and caring.

Even in the situations they always found themselves in, oddly enough Keith wouldn’t have it any other way. Maybe he got off on the embarrassment. Or maybe it was the fact the bear was grinding against his rear with every step the two of them took together, Keith having to stand on Barry’s boots for support. And it was rather clear the bear’s pent up needs were being expressed by the rather large bulge now firmly planted between Keith’s cheeks.

“What do you need, hun?” Barry just asked the human still in his arms as they waddled their way into the store. Someone snickering seeing them, a store employee turned away not wanting to deal with that today while a sweet old elderly couple cursed Jesus at the heathens.

“I need a new coat…” Keith couldn’t even look up, just staring down at the floor they were walking towards as everyone looked over at the two. Most the other furs seemed to find it as cute and endearing as Barry did.

It happened to be the humans on the other hand who scoffed at them, whispering behind their backs and talking shit about the bear manhandling the human.

“I’m going to get some more socks as well. One of those extra large sleeping rolls…” Barry just went on, digging in his sweater pocket to pull out a small list. It had been crudely written out on what looked to be a dirty, used napkin from the bear’s breakfast.

Barry didn’t even seem to notice anyone watching the two of them as the bear moved towards the side of the store, knowing exactly where to go as he held up his napkin in front of his face. With squinting eyes, Barry tried to read his own hand writing following it as if it were a treasure map through the store.

The bear would teeter off the path, taking Keith along with him as Barry would just wonder around aimlessly to the point the human was sure Barry was just playing dumb at this point. Or was hoping so.

Keith only laughed at that, unable to read anything written on the napkin himself. That was such a Barry thing to do…

“This reminds me of our first day back together…” Barry began to murmur. The bear seeming to get more worked up with every step he took, rubbing his bulge between Keith’s ass cheeks as the two went. To the point Keith felt a warm, wet spot right where his tail would be if he had one…

“Ok, Ok, let me walk next to you!” Keith finally had to say. The human insisting with that tone that even made the bear aware he shouldn’t push too much farther on the matter.

There were several giggles and laughter to their side as the two struggled and fought to separate from each other. Keith was sure Barry was purposefully making this harder than it needed to be. The group of students just watched the scene with bored amusement as the human nearly fell over after pulling free, only for the bear to grab his arm and pull him back into and against his chest.

“Oh no, the sweater has a mind of its own!” Barry just said making several nom noises like pac man as he motioned for the sweater to try and eat up Keith once more. “Run, my love, I’ll hold it off!” The bear struggled with his own clothes. Grabbing it with both hands, “It has a taste for bear meat! The best kind of meat there is...” Barry made several hacking sounds spinning around once and balancing on a single foot leaning backwards. “Just know… I love…. You… My love… Love, you… love…” and the bear fell over comically taking the bit to the very end as he lay out on the floor.

The nearby racks of cloths shook from the heavy weight falling on the floor. Coughing several times noisily, the bear’s muzzle parted suddenly and his tongue rocketed out of his mouth only to fall to the side with several rattled death noises.

“Oh no!” One of the female students gasp, looking at the human. “He needs mouth to mouth!” She pleaded with him, the mouse eyes practically in tears.

“Yes. What she said.” Barry concurred, agreeing with the stranger. “And only a handsome prince can wake the sleeping beast.” And the bear made another hacking death cough before lying there, in the middle of the walkway, waiting. “This time, you can poke the sleeping bear…”

Keith was fixing his glasses, fixing his hair before looking over and down at the bear laying there. People had stopped to gather around to watch the improv. Some were evening holding their breaths. Keith figured they all just wanted to see the human commit as much as Barry head.

Taking a breath, Keith dramatically took his glasses off to hold safely in one hand.

“No!” He shouted diving down onto the bear, shaking his chest. “Maurico Soportar!” Keith cried out, “my ex fiancée lover that was also my twin brother lost in the moors after the mine accident that killed our step father donkey… why? How could you!” And Keith slapped Barry in the face making him wince slightly. “You ran away from us and expect us to, what? Just accept you back.”

“I did it all for you… bitch.” Maurico Soportar said glaring at the teary eyed human above him. “That hurt…” He added.

“Suck it up…” Keith whispered before clearly his throat and once more, throwing himself over the bear’s body as he let out fake sobs. “Y-you know that… that sweaters, are your one and only weakness. Why? Why would you wear one this day, the day of our mother’s sisters brothers family duck’s death?”

“I know, you needed… to stay warm…” The bear formally known as Barry said looking up at the human now. With a shaking hand, he tried to touch his face, just once more. “I’d do anything, to make you happy…”

“Oh, you foolish puta.” Keith pounded on his chest once making the bear grunt. “You stupid, foolish, dumb, fat,”

“Hey!” Barry growled now.

“Beautifully, romantic, foolish man… All I need, to keep me warm…” Keith leaned over him, holding his muzzle with both hands now. “Is your love.” And with that gave the bear a single, soft peck of a kiss on his cold bumpy black nose. The bear snorted at that with a frown.

“That’s all you got?” Barry grinned.

“Oh, shut up.” Keith said moving back over to plant a deep, wet kiss on the bear’s lips and French kissing him deep enough to make everyone them just as uncomfortable as he felt. “He lives!” Keith said standing back up and wiping bear drool off his face.

“Aw’s” broke out in the gathered audience before several clapped, a few laughed and several more just muttered how stupid they both were.

“Awwww,” Barry grumbled letting the human go as they both stood and bowed before the crowd. The human fixed his glasses and hair after, giving the bear a look. “I’m going to,”

“No.” Keith interrupted the bear who was putting on his serious thinking face now. They were retreating from the area, not wanting to attract the mall cops again. The lowest of cops and that was saying something.

“To buy one of those,” Barry just continued, thinking about it now as they hurried along.

“Please, stop.” Keith laughed though covering his face in embarrassment. Barry wasn’t exactly a quiet guy and plenty of people around them could hear the bear’s conversation.

It was amazing in itself that Keith had agreed to the improve class the two of them had signed up for. It was one of many things the two had agreed to do as a couple. Something Barry hadn’t expected Keith to agree too and something Keith hadn’t realized just what a ridiculous shit show it was until he was there with all the failed drama students and washed up teacher.

Keith had to admit, ever since he met Barry… his life had become far more interesting.

“One of those harnesses, you know. You get for kids and such?” The bear just nodded, talking as loud as ever as the human next to him groaned out in annoyance. “That way,”

“Noooo!” Keith whined loudly, unable to stop the smile on his face as he covered his face with the scarf around his neck. It was the very scarf Barry had won for the human at the end of summer festival the two managed to attend together.

Keith had won Barry a “new friend.” A giant stuffed toy bear that made his bear extremely jealous of after Keith was spending more time with it than him. According to Barry who wanted nothing more than to burn the damn thing. Only for Keith to show up at their home the next night to find the stuff bear gone and a ransom note left behind.

It had been a needlessly complicated scavenger hunt to collect all the missing pieces of the bear the “kidnappers” had left behind. It had been a hassle more than anything else and still the human had tagged along with detective Barry, upgrading from Ranger status, to find all the clues the perps left behind.

Only for, in the end, Barry to threaten to jump off a bridge if he didn’t choose him over the stuffed animal. Keith just watched the stuffy drift off into the breeze as the bear sobbed on his shoulder saying he knew the human would choose the real Barry and not that imposter; Keith just wanted to say Barry could’ve simply told him he didn’t like the bear…

Some things though, could never be so easy.

“Then I can just carry you around all the time!” Barry just nodded continuing the conversation as if not hearing a single thing Keith had said. “With a harness, you’d be MY teddy bear!” Barry just continued, his voice holding a bit of bitter hatred for his old nemesis. The stuff bear, Sir. Bearington the Third.

“I think those are made for babies, honey bear.” Keith said trying to pop this idea before it carried them both away like a hot air balloon. It wouldn’t be the first time such an idea, literally, took them off into the sky.

“Actually,” an akita spoke up coming on over. The canine heard everything Barry had been saying and the large canine had come over to help, much to the human’s displeasure. “They sell straps at Collars n’ chains. They should be able to support your man,” the akita added giving Keith a knowing wink after looking the human over. “Human’s make great… teddy bears.” He added with a toothy smile.

“Really?” Barry’s face lit up as if he just found out Christmas had come early this year. “I can imagine that could be very helpful!”

“Oh, yeah! Defiantly! It helps out a lot after you knot,” the akita blushed a bit now ears splaying out as he stuck his tongue out. “Able to support the weight and just continue going around serving drinks without-,” the akita continued to ramble on until his own companion came over quickly.

The fluffy white Samoyed with him slapped the other canine on the arm in one of the girliest ways possible Keith had ever seen in his life.

“Henry!” The Samoyed said sharply, blushing so brightly that Keith could see the red glow underneath the fluffy white face dog’s fur. His tail was wagging quickly and despite his embarrassment, it was clear the Samoyed was enjoying himself.

Maybe canines were just exhibitionist; not that Keith could say anything in his own defense on the matter.

“It’ll be perfect for hiking!” Barry said to Keith now, practically picking the human up once more as he grabbed both the human’s arms. The look in the bears face told the human he quickly needed to put out this fire before it burned through all his vacation days.

“No! Look what you did!” Keith only groaned out, glaring hexes at the two smiling canines watching them.

“They’re so cute.” The akita just wagged as if he had done the greatest of deeds. “It’s also great for sex.” The canine pointed out making Keith want to strangle the canine.

“I’ll carry you to the top of the mountain!” Barry shook the human before hugging him up and shaking him with his whole body. The larger bear would’ve crushed the human if he wasn’t so thick and doughy allowing for plenty of cushion for the bear to hug Keith against him.

“You put ideas in my man’s head, a pox on you both!” Keith tried to glare at the two wagging canines. It was hard with Barry tucking Keith under one arm and typing away on his phone in the other; bookmarking the store so he could drop by to pick up the “climbing gear”.

“This way you won’t have to take as many breaks.” Barry was already on top of the world. “This is the best gift possible imaginable.” The bear had already five different ideas on how the two of them could use it together.

“You’re welcome!” Henry the akita said as the two canines headed for the check out. “Why don’t you let me pick you up like that?” The canine whined to his companion as the two dogs began to bicker over the matter.

Keith could only roll his eyes at that; sure they had yet ruined another relationship.

With the two constantly being touchy feely with each other, several other couples seem to find issues with it. And thus them. Some were mad their own relationship weren’t as intense or spontaneous while others were upset from what Keith could only call out of pure jealousy. All they did in the end was encourage Barry to keep up doing what he’d been doing this whole time.

Keith was never fully sure what the bear had planned the next day.

Showing up with flowers and chocolates one day; chocolates the bear had eaten half of already. Coming to Keith’s work the next day to scoop the human off his feet to bring out for lunch. Or the day after that to literally have brought him lunch that day. Setting up a picnic right there on top of Keith’s desk, picnic basket included.

Keith wanted to point out to him that a bear bringing a pic-a-nic basket to him at work was a little on the nose. Barry didn’t seem to even notice or see how silly it was as he set everything up for the two. The bear was one who seemingly couldn’t care less about what was conventional or the norm as long as they could share the time they had together.

And Keith couldn’t fault the romantic love stricken bear that treated every day like it was Valentine ’s Day. That it could possibly be there last. Barry knowing full well just how short life could be and just how unpredictable it was to hold back everything he wanted to do with his man.

It was just another reason why Barry loved nothing more than to smother Keith with gifts and affectionate. They had been away from each other for nearly three months before Barry had come back to the city and the bear didn’t want to waste another day by himself if he could help it.

Keith could understand it could be overwhelming for some, though. The bear was a lot and there were times even he wanted some peace and quiet respite by himself. Still, Keith did it to keep Barry happy just as Barry did it to keep him happy. And it wasn’t like the human was complaining as Barry picked out the largest bed roll they had for the two of them to share together during their camping trip. Even in the middle of fall, Barry insisted they go out into nature. Keith worried what that meant when winter came around.

“That’s for an elephant!” Keith had to stop Barry though as the ursine was trying to unroll and unzip the sleeping bag to see if they both could fit in it by literally trying to test it out by laying it on the floor. “Don’t unravel it!”

“They let you test everything else out, why not this?” Barry just argued over the details.

“Would you want to sleep in something other people had been in?” Keith, ever the reasonable one, tried to just explain it out for the disgruntled looking brown bear. “I figured you’d be the one that wants to stink it all up for me.” The human just smiled at that.

The bear’s round beady ears wiggled at that.

“You’re right…” Barry stopped, tossing it back up onto the shelf without rolling it back up. Keith mouth fell slightly as the bear just began to walk away. Taking it down, Keith at least tried and roll it back up to how it was. That was easier said than down however. The sleeping roll was really made for someone of elephant size and the human couldn’t compare. “We need something far tighter anyways!” The bear just exclaimed loudly beginning to rummage through the other sleeping bags.

He looked like a wild bear in that moment, rummaging through garbage cans for something nice and tasty to eat. Keith just frowned watching in a morbid horror as the bear easily lifted one thing out of the way after another without even breaking a sweat. He was glad Barry was always so gentle with him now.

“No. I like my space!” Keith laughed as the bear began going over every single different size sleeping bag; trying to figure out which one would be the best, absolute needed required size for the two without giving any excessive room between them.

“A tarp just works better.” Barry complained.

“I’m not sleeping outside under a tarp, Barry!” Keith couldn’t believe he had to actually say that out loud to the other man.

Finding the perfect one, Barry slung it over one shoulder and continued without discussing the issue further. Taking Keith’s hand in his own, the bear’s massive paw engulfing the small humans, Barry pulled Keith along and further into the store. Keith knew Barry hadn’t been joking about buying a harness as the human was forced to tag along with his bear.

Be it in a restaurant, Movie Theater or even in the park the bear would sit directly next to the human. Constantly touching, feeling or holding onto Keith in some way or another. There had been plenty of times the large bear had just kicked his legs up and over the human, pinning him where he sat as Barry would look over his phone or read the newspaper. There had been more than one time the human had found himself in the bear’s lap as the two watched a movie, shared a meal or sat outside to soak in some sun.

“Time for your favorite thing!” Barry was grinning toothily as his large hand held Keith’s. The human could feel the bear rubbing over his fingers and wrist with his clawed fingers. The smooth, warm paw pads on his fingers were so soft.

Barry had held Keith’s face all night in that strong, secure grip. The human breathing in the bear’s hand the entire time as Barry held him securely as the two slept one on top of the other.

“Not here!” Keith blushed.

The two had entered the back of the store where the shoes were sold. There were named brands of numerous hiking boots, mountain boots and just rain boots. Keith never knew what to get and was glad Barry was so familiar with such gear. Knowing just the perfect gear, equipment and outfits they’d need on whatever they planned to do that weekend together.

Or just where the dressing room was.

“Barry!” Keith complained but didn’t even try to resist as the bear pulled him along.

Barry was already pushing the human into one of the small dressing rooms provided after sneaking past the desk clerk; locking the door behind the two of them. It wasn’t designed for the two of them and as the bear turned around Keith found his belly pushing him up against the wall.

“Bear paws!” Barry was already pulling Keith closer to bump their noses together, the bear snuffling over the human’s face and into his hair noisily before taking a seat on the provided bench before kicking up his leg towards the human. “Help an ol’ bear out, won’t you?” Barry’s boot hit the wall as the ursine held his leg up, kicking out and holding it against the wall as if to showcase it for the human.

The brown bear’s ears were up; stubby tail wagging as he practically wiggled his toes at his boyfriend. Barry flexed his leg, then his arm showcasing something else.

“You love this bear bod.” Barry was grinning, his cheeks turning a rosy red in embarrassment. It was something his ex had never liked and to be with Keith, who couldn’t seem to resist him, was just the perfect aphrodisiac.

Keith rolled his eyes as he crouched down to undo Barry’s boot laces and with both hands, struggle to pull the heavy boot off the bear’s foot as Barry withdrew it from the wall. Keith struggled for a good ten seconds trying to twist and turn and pull it off as the bear watched with that big smile still plastered onto his face.

The boot popped off and the whole tiny cabinet of a room they found themselves in quickly filled with the bear’s musk. Keith blushed a bit at that, setting the boot to the side before noting…

“We didn’t get other shoes…” Keith said and before he could say anything the bear was already rubbing his sweaty musky socks on the human’s face.

“Yeah, but I know you couldn’t wait any longer.” Barry ears fluttered, face splitting into that massive grin as his cheeks burned hotly. They both knew the bear was the one who couldn’t hold back any longer. “I just… with you…” The bear bashfully went on, twiddling his thumbs a bit as he looked down at his lap unable to meet Keith’s eyes. “You always make waking up in the morning worth it… When I’m with you, I don’t want to sleep the days away…”

Barry face fell slightly making Keith feel guilty on top of being horny as his boyfriend offered himself to him here and now.

“Only if we make this quick!” Keith practically hissed between clenched teeth, glancing over at the door. “I don’t want to get caught again-,” Keith was soon silenced by that sock pushed right back into his face.

It was warm and sweaty, the fabric forming nicely around the bears toes. Keith could outline each and every one of them with his nose, so he did. The human pushing his nose around each and every outlined toe to sniff at and be greeted in turn with the powerful musk of the bear still smiling down at him.

“Barry…” Keith noted making the bear bashfully smile in return. “Are these the socks from yesterday?”

“Are they…?” The bear just asked in turn. “Oops, my mistake…” And he pushed that paw over Keith’s face to smother him in the smell and heat of his body.

The human was blushing, the bear was blushing and already their pants were tenting as the bear growled softly down at him.

“I know you skipped breakfast this morning,” Barry was always a talker. He couldn’t stop, even in the middle of a mall when the two had planned to get their pictures taken in a photo booth. One thing led to the other and the two had kept the pictures after being chased by mall security for the rest of the day.

This was nothing and, as Barry would say, their love couldn’t be contained.

“I made sure to bring you a nice warm, fresh bear paw for you.” Barry practically purred the words out, a growl rumbling from his lips down at the human he cherished and loved so.

“You’re too kind.” Keith was already stripping the bear’s sock off. It clung to the large ursine paw. Barry liked to get the thick wool socks, a size too small that made it cling too and outline every one of the bear’s toes. Barry had insisted it was because it was better to use during the colder wet days on the job.

Keith knew Barry had only begun buying and wearing them after dating the human. His old socks were moth eaten and ripping, the bear barely wanting to wear the damned things as it was and would go most days sockless.

“You know how much I love big… bear… paws…” Keith nosed the largest toe, opening his mouth up just enough to lick the tip of it while looking up at the bear.

“Been baking them all morning for you, sugar.” Barry just teased further, wiggling his toes now free from the sock. It was so refreshing after a long day to just strip his socks off and rub his tired, sweaty paws all over his man. Barry never got tired of it.

The bear wasted no time pressing that foot against the human’s face. The thick sole of the bear’s paw was warm, rough to the touch like well worn leather and the heat and smell coming from it made Keith gasp. The intensity the bear had for wanting rubs could just be as overwhelming as his affection was; in some ways they were one in the same. Until he got what he needed, Keith would be trapped underneath those sweaty toes.

Being trapped in the small dressing room with a horny, worked up bear might terrify some. To Keith, it was just another Tuesday afternoon.

And the human knew exactly how to quell the bear’s lustful antics.

Opening his already drooling mouth, Keith took one of those large toes in. Suckling and tasting it. He could taste Barry’s sweat, the musky earthy flavor of the bears paw filled his mouth as the other toes pet over the human’s face. Like fingers, petting lovingly over his man as Barry chirred down at him.

“Oh, sweetheart.” Barry breathed out. “You’re just too good to be true…” Barry’s face softened as he looked down at the man’s licking between his toes. Eyes filled with nothing other than unabashed love for the man nosing between his toes.

Barry curled them around the human’s face, growling low and deep.

“That’s right, nose between my toes.” Barry loved it. Love the fact he didn’t need to tell Keith what he wanted or needed. The human just seemed to instinctually know.

Keith reached up with both hands to help support the bear’s paw rubbing over his face. He could smell Barry as those toes clenched around his nose. The human kissing the large thick sole, darker gray skin of the bears paw with his lips. Kissing each thick meaty part of it as he rubbed and kneaded his fingers along its length and size. It took great effort to work over the massive paw in his face.

Rubbing from the heel, over the sides, along the thick pads and back down the center Keith took his sweet time. Feeling and rubbing his man. How hard Barry worked for the both of them, how much these paws had gone through. Every hard working day the bear worked for the two of them and their lives together just added to the taste and smell of his bear.

Keith had been somewhat intimidated the first time the bear had “stepped” on him like this. The weight behind that leg pressing down on his face was unfathomable. Every time Keith thought that was it, Barry would push more weight against him making the human question just how heavy his bear really was.

And too afraid to ask to know the truth.

The bear couldn’t wait for the human to get to his other paw and was already undoing the straps of it for him, letting the heavy boot fall to the ground before using his teeth to pull off the sock. Keeping his sock up over his nose, the bear pushed his other paw down on Keith. Rubbing not one but both of his large, sweaty paws now over the human’s face and body.

Curling his toes, Barry gripped the fabric of Keith’s scarf and began kneading each one of his toes against it. Getting it all nice and musky for the human to wear for the rest of the day. That way Keith would smell him even after the two were done in here.

Barry just grinned knowingly as he used one hand to zip down his pants, not so subtly opening his legs and motioning between them at the clear outlined bulge in his now exposed briefs.

“That’s my cub…” Barry murred deeply, petting Keith’s hair with an equally large hand. Ruffling up his hair as he gently guided the human’s head between his strong legs and to press his nose right against the bulge clearly outlined in the bear briefs he wore.

The tip of Barry’s shaft was tenting the dark blue tight fabric, the end of it was slightly moist with pre as Keith nosed and sniffed the bear’s hefty sack through the tight fabric. The skin was warm and soft through the fabric and Keith didn’t need his hands to get the full experience of it. Barry couldn’t be contained in such a sparse amount of fabric.

Just like with his paw, the heat and musk coming from the bear’s groin made Keith forget it was the middle of fall as he nuzzled and nosed between those thick, strong legs at the bear’s bulge.

Barry lifted up one leg carefully placing it over the human’s back, hugging him closer between his open legs before resting back once more with one hand still on Keith’s head. Barry used his other hand to open up his shirt, exposing his thick furry chest fluff before finding one of his dark skin nipples to tease and play with.

“Keith, ah, that’s just… so good…” Barry would grunt and groan, trying to keep his voice down as someone walked right by their door. Thankfully it wasn’t a store employee as the two continued; they couldn’t get banned from another store because of their antics. “That’s right. Smell my honey pots. They’re so full, it aches. I need to give my man his breakfast,” he huffed and grunted shifting on the bench that was too small for his rear end to support.

Keith fingered the strap of Barry’s briefs down just enough to expose to dripping, leaking tip of the ursine dark gray skin head. It twitched in response, another glob of the bear’s honey leaking out. That fat tip oozing thick slightly transparent creamy pre as Keith lips met it as Barry used a finger to angle it down for the human; pushing Keith lightly forward with his other hand, Barry dipped his tip down for the two of them to kiss.

“My two favorite boys,” Barry stuck the tip of his tongue out as he had the two kiss.

The musky fluid filled Keith’s mouth with a new taste; the combined mixture from the sweaty bear’s paw and the pre from the bear’s hefty honey pots made the human stain the front of his own pants. It was like electricity against his lips, making Keith sit up a bit more as the lustful need and urge for the bear increased. The smell coming from Barry’s open briefs hit the human in the face like a truck making the world spin for a second as Barry pet over Keith’s cheek with a finger, down to his chin to get him to look up at his bear.

“I love you.” Barry mouthed the words as he opened his legs a little further. Using a single finger, the bear pulled down his underwear just enough for the full, plump sheath to slip free. It sagged from the weight contained inside, pulling the fabric down a bit with it. Barry’s length spread the black lip sheath wide open as it slid mostly free, just the base still hidden away in its own furry sleeping bag.

Keith was already taking hold of his girth between his fingers, closing them firmly around the bear’s length. Barry’s breath caught in his throat as the human between his legs began to bump his fat meat, nursing on his leaking tip as he stroked out another large glob of pre. It landed square on Keith’s tongue and the human made a loud, lewd gulping sound looking up at the bear.

Keith whined softly, “more?” He whimpered around the bear’s length making Barry groan out loudly as he kicked a leg against the wall shaking the small compact room the two were in.

“Oh, I’ll give you more…” Barry got up, one leg still over Keith’s shoulders as the bear slowly pressed the human against his groin with his hand using the other to stabilize himself in the room now. Closing his eyes, head slightly bowed Barry began to give his human exactly what he needed.

And the bear rocked his hips back slowly, like a spring being loaded before thrusting forward and into the warm receptacle of the human’s mouth. The hot drool covered tongue brushing along the bear’s sensitive underside of his cock as Barry slid it down Keith’s throat. It made him shudder, it made him growl and it made the bear bare his fangs as he clawed at the wall in front of him. His dull nails dragging down it as Barry huffed a harsh breath between clench teeth.

The human was, slowly, getting used to the bears size with all the times the two had done this and still found himself gagging as Barry hilted himself against those lips. Keith’s throat bulged from the girth; he could feel the warm, soft, musky furry thighs pressing against his face, the bears still trapped nuts against his chin and the raw heat covering his face from Barry’s exposed groin. His nose was pushed against the curly fur of the bear. The thick fur there was soft, warm and musky and it filled Keith with Barry’s scent. His body and that building lust that was quickly filling the dressing room the two were in.

Barry pet over Keith’s head as he withdrew, taking his sweet time and gasping out as his cock slipped free of those lips. Drool ran down Keith’s face with a mixture of the bear’s pre as the human looked up at him once more. Barry jaw was beginning to hurt from how much he was smiling.

Gripping the bear thigh with one hand, Keith squeezed through the brown bear’s thick hide to grope the muscle underneath. Feeling it tighten at his grip, Barry just flexing and showing off for him again. Keith pulled Barry’s groin back over, nosing into those curly furs roughly to inhale his man once more. Sniffing loudly, letting the bear hear him devour his scent as Keith nosed over his length and down into the opening of the briefs.

“That’s right…” Barry groaned out once more, low and loud like a rumbling growl that filled the room.

“Everything okay in here?” Someone asked from the outside, wrapping their knuckles on the door as Barry gently pushed Keith’s nose into the top opening of his briefs so the human’s whole face was surrounded by his body heat and musk.

“Just fine.” Barry grunted in reply. “I stubbed my toe. Sorry for the disturbance, you’re doing a wonderful job.” The bear just said never taking his eyes off the human nosing and sniffing his nuts behind this locked door.

They hadn’t been able to hang out the past couple of days and it showed. The bear’s dick twitched from the attention, the ending leaking profusely as those full fat nuts ached for the sweet release they desired and that Barry neglected to give them. Barry grinded his fattening dick over the side of Keith’s face, over his cheek and leaking against the human’s hair as he grunted out.

His nuts were aching, his toes curling and Barry had to hold himself back from humping against the human’s face and basting his face in his thick, creamy, honey release. They were going to get plenty of that release soon enough. Churning in the bears briefs as he let out a low, deep moan that filled the small room.

“Sir?” The voice on the other side asked as Keith went back to his tip. The human needing to stand up a little bit as Barry eased his leg off him, holding the wall with both hands for support as he braced himself from those lips teasing his tip.

“These shoes fit soooooo good.” The bear groaned out, pounding the wall with a closed fist as Keith teased him endlessly. “I never was able to get this… deep, in them, before…” Barry took hold of Keith’s head with both his hands now as he slowly slid himself back into that perfect fit. “It’s like Cinderella!” The bear groaned out, low and deep as his muzzle parted with that guttural sound.

“Uh…” The store employee on the other side said, the cheetah unsure what to say or do as he blushed underneath his yellow black spotted fur cheeks. He had been sent over here by his manager and didn’t want to get in trouble.

“It’s.” Barry thrust down Keith’s throat once more making the human gag, before pulling back teasingly slow. Letting the human sniff and snort his musky groin once more for air. “Just.” And the bear humped. “The.” He grunted out. “Perfect.” And Barry growled at the end as a tear formed in the corner of Keith’s eye as he got face fucked by his boyfriend in the dressing room of the outdoors store. “Fit!”

The bears snarl filled the whole room making the door shake on its hinges as he groaned out. His nuts were already pressed tight to his body, sucking in his gut and holding that murr deep in his chest… Barry let it all out.

A slow deep sound filled the room as Barry just groaned out his sweet, sugary release with a smile on his face.

The buildup had been there. Barry could’ve blown any minute. Waiting for the perfect time, the perfect opportunity to hilt himself into those warm lips made just for him. As if this were a horny fairy tale, the bear found the perfect fit for his enormous shaft.

It pulsed around Keith’s lips, jumping in his mouth. The human unable to do much other than groan as he felt that hot steamy bear porridge pump down his throat and into his belly. And really was too hot. Shot after shot, the bear drained his honey pots of every drop he’d been building up, edging himself and teasing for the past couple days. Just so he could give it all to his goldilocks…

And it was just right.

Keith eyes were clenched shut as he gulped down another helping of papa bear’s porridge. He knew Barry had a hefty load; he’d just hadn’t teased the bear so much previously in the past. Keith could only make a mental note as his throat strained against the thick shaft unloading into his stomach to not build up and tease the bear so much in the future again.

That dark gray tip quivered, oozing out one last thick glob of bear honey before Barry finally groaned out once more.

Barry slipped free of his lips finally, allowing the human a chance to catch his breath. The bear just gently pushed his groin forward so Keith smelled only him as he pet over the smaller male on his knees before him.

“That’s my one and only man…” Barry chuckled softly, still breathing heavily with an open maw. There was another knock on the door.

“Do you need… any help… sir?” The cheetah asked once more after things went quiet.

“I got plenty of help, thank you.” Barry was as polite as ever as he pet over the human looking up at him. “It’s a perfect fit…” And the bear squatted down in front of the human to lick over his cheek, lifting up Keith’s chin so their lips could meet. Barry feeding what had spilled out to the human with his thick, broad bear tongue. “Got to clean your plate, sweetheart.” And with a gentle pat on the cheek, the bear stood back up to zip up his fly.

Barry didn’t check to see if the employee had stuck around, figuring the kid could learn a thing or two as he helped the human up. Only to move Keith over to sit on the small bench provided for them. The bear squatting down once more on those strong thighs in front of his man with a smirk on his face.

“Now then,” the bear reached between the flustered human’s legs. Keith was still trying to catch his breath, still in a bit of a lust driven haze after what had just happened. “I think my baby bear needs his papa to help him out…”

And Barry slowly unzipped Keith’s pants.

The bear’s hand scooped inside the human’s pants to pull out his tented briefs. Barry felt the weight of his nuts in the palm of his hand, petting and stroking over Keith’s length making the human shudder at the feel of those strong, slightly coarse paw padded fingers teased him like that. Barry had such a strong, reassuring grip Keith could only feel perfectly protected and love in the bear’s hand.

“That’s right; my baby bear loves the feel of fabric on his shaft.” Barry murred low and deep, soft enough for someone pressing their ear up against a door to hear if they were so inclined to do so. “Remember when your papa bear let you wear his old musky briefs all day?”

Keith blushed recalling the other day at work when Barry had swapped the clothes he’d laid out with some of his own. Something Keith hadn’t noticed until later in the day; he’d never been a morning person before and the bear had taken full advantage of that.

“You like wearing papa clothes, don’t you?” Barry continued, stroking and petting over Keith’s painfully hard dick. He curled his clawed fingers around the human’s length through the fabric, giving it several slow strong gripping strokes.

Keith covered his mouth to stifle his moan as he nodded for the bear.

“That’s right, you do. You love the feel of your papa bear touching you.” Barry just smirked knowingly as he reached down to grab one of his boots. He lifted it up, nosing down at it without ever taking his eyes off Keith’s face. He sniffed at the boots opening before snorting out. “Papa bear has a special treat today, just for his sweet wonderful baby bear.”

And before Keith could object, he found the bear lifting the boot up to place the opening over his face, or more so over his nose. And all Keith could smell was Barry as the bear jerked him off in the dressing room at the back of the store.

Keith eyes were glazed over; unaware of the bear pulling down the front of the human’s briefs as Barry grabbed one of his socks now, slipping it over the human’s exposed erect dick. Barry slipped the sock on it before continued to stroke the human off. Slow and gentle, long loving strokes from the very base of Keith’s dick to the tip; teasing at the leaking tip with a large finger before gliding it back down the underside to repeat the process.

“Cum for your papa bear.” Barry ordered, moving closer to growl the words into Keith’s ear. He bumped his large muzzle against the human’s cheek. “Gonna milk you dry.” Barry just continued making the human squirm for him.

Building him up, getting Keith worked up so he was breathing deeply, heavily from the bear’s boot as Barry picked up his speed. Using his own sweaty, musky sock to jerk off his boyfriend to the very point it became a makeshift condom.

Keith couldn’t hold back. Be it the smell, the heat, the fact his belly might as well have been sloshing with bear honey, the human couldn’t contain it any longer and began thrusting harder into the bears hand; Barry not even needing to move as Keith used him like this. Jerking off into the bears circled fingers harder and faster until he had to grab Barry’s shoulder as it hit him.

“That’s right, cum for me.” Barry just growled lustfully nuzzling the human’s face once more.

The human couldn’t hide this groan. He couldn’t cover it up as Barry pushed his boot against his face just a little more as if trying to capture the voice for him. Keith came. He came so hard he was sure his dick was chaffed as the powerful release hit him like a tidal wave, nearly knocking him off the bench.

Barry steadied him. Nursing that shaft with his fingers still, pumping every single drop out of his man as he watched the end of the sock fill up. He could feel Keith rock hard dick jumping in his fingers, splooging out into Barry’s sock. It oozed from the tip, sagging down as Keith unloaded into it.

“Fuck… Barry…why… always in… public…” Keith panted out, sweating now and unsure if he’d ever get the smell of bear boot out of his nose.

With a loud snort of hot air against Keith’s face, giving the human a rough warm, passionate kiss before letting him go; Barry took his sock back.

“There we go.” Barry said lifting it up to his nose. He sniffed at it, his face cringing a bit before he laughed out. “That’s my boy!” And with that the bear began putting his socks and shoes back on.

Shoving his foot into the aftermath, Barry stretched it out. Wiggling his toes in the mess before slipping it back into his boot without a single care in the world. He smiled the whole time he tied his shoes, looking over at Keith who’d been watching him.

“Here.” Barry said taking the other discarded sock and stashing it in the front of the human’s briefs. “Hold onto this for me,” and with that the bear kissed him zipping up his pants in the same motion. “Good boy.” And with a soft pat on the cheek, the bear helped the human back up to get going.

“What about your shoes?” Keith asked, covering his face partially with the scarf to hide his flushed face. It didn’t help. It stunk of the bears paws just as Barry had planned.

“I forgot I ordered them online.” Barry just shrugged, giving the nearby cheetah a wink as the two stepped out of the dressing room. “Let’s go pay and get some lunch!” Barry voice laughed as the two made their way towards the front. The bear seemingly walking on sunshine the entire time.

“Outside!” Keith managed to say, still flushed in the cheeks. He felt full enough as it was without needing breakfast or lunch today. “Where the air is nice and circulated.” The human insisted.

“Won’t you get too cold, cub?” Barry just asked, seemingly unaware the two stunk of each other’s sex. The bear waited for Keith to join his side. The bear taking his hand as the two left to pay for what they had gotten.

“Not with papa bear porridge I won’t be…” Keith only smiled in return, rubbing his gut and letting out a loud belch making them both laugh and smile, the rest of the day.

Together.