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It was morning, and sunlight streamed into a nearby window. The rays were filtered through the tall pines that grew just beyond the glass. Inside, the light illuminated the face of a strange, red creature. His skin was opaque, smooth, and glossy, without a wrinkle to be found. His round head had no features other than a small mouth, and a pair of big eyes, closed in sleep. His mouth was open, tiny breaths moving in and out. As the light rays reached his veiled eyes, he squinted, creasing the skin surrounding them. Slowly, be opened them, blinking rapidly in the bespeckled light as it danced over his frame.

Looking down, he saw he was lying on a bed, over the covers in a cozy room. The bed he was on was rather elegant in itself, with a four-poster frame and silky drapes. The covers were exquisitely soft. A lavish red velvet, nearly the same shade of red as himself, but faded with age. He rubbed the sleep from his eyes, looking around for a better view.

Around the bed were the furnishings of what he imagined to be a king. In one corner of the room laid a fireplace with an expansive hearth, furnished with plenty of seating. As he scanned from left to right, drinking in the details, he gathered a better idea of what he was dealing with.

His gazed crossed over rocking chairs with more soft blankets, paintings of lush and colorful landscapes, throw rugs, shelves of knick-knacks and various trophies, and finally a rather large bear reading a book. And, as his gaze came to fall on the reading bear, the furry thing looked right back at him.

With a sharp inhale, the red creature froze, unsure of what to expect. Luckily, the much larger animal decided to speak first, and break the tension. "How are you feeling?"

The smaller being didn't move a muscle. Frowning, the bear closed his book, and set it aside. "I'm not dangerous." He lifted his paws in the air, showing he had nothing to hide. The little red man looked over the bear's person, not finding anything threatening. He relaxed somewhat, seeing the casually dressed bear in a submissive stance.

The bear noticed the change in his demeanor, and took it as a good sign. He continued to keep his paws in the air, looking directly into the small thing's piercing blue eyes. He could tell that whatever this little guy was, it certainly wasn't dangerous. He wanted it to feel comfortable, so he was willing to do this as long as it took. Luckily, that wasn't very long.

Sitting up, the small red man became more and more interested in the bear man. He drank in the fuzzy mammal's details. His deep brown fur, large gut, a long snout, round ears that occasionally twitched, and his brown eyes. He gazed into those eyes. He felt at ease around this creature.

The bear lowered his paws, and held them out, his pads facing up towards the wood panel ceiling. "You can come closer if you want. I won't hurt you."

The gummy creature both understood, and trusted the bear in that moment. In a rush of excitement, the little guy bounced across the bed to the bear's outstretched paws. He was a bit surprised at the sudden movements, but kept calm, so as not to spook his guest. As the round goo-man grasped his paws, he smiled warmly.

The red being grabbed those paws, inquisitively. He felt the pads, remembering how they'd felt on his arm. He remembered how he was rescued by these big, strong, furry paws. He stepped closer to the bear, letting those big arms wrap around himself in a hug. He felt a sincere comfort, being wrapped in the furry limbs. He was squashed up against the bear's big belly as he was hugged, feeling it give under him, with a strong heartbeat beneath his touch. He smiled, nuzzling into the soft and fuzzy belly of his savior.

Chuckling, the bear squeezed the little guy closer, letting him enjoy himself. He was relieved that this new creature had accepted him. And apparently, liked him, as the alien started to rub about the belly, pushing here and there, experimenting. Looking down, he only saw the top of his head, shiny and red. He lifted a paw, and stroked the dome. Interestingly, it felt like perfectly smooth skin, as if minutes after a shower. His pads caressed the warm skin, feeling a heartbeat similar to his own. The creature was slightly pliable, and given how he was being tested with, he decided to try his own experiments...

Fascinated, the bear rubbed over the alien's scalp. It felt like gel under his movements and pressure, but moved as if skin and flesh. He also noted a smell, after a few moments. He was sure it was coming from his new friend, and he wondered if it was a pheromone or a reaction to his touch... It smelled quite sweet, but was very faint. The closest the bear could place it was that of strawberries and apples. He rather liked it, smiling to himself.

After he'd had his fill of the bear's belly, the little guy looked up between the huge furry arms. He saw the smiling face of whom he was groping so feverishly, and smiled back. He stared into the bear's brown eyes for a while, processing everything he was feeling.

"Hello there. My name's Antar." The bear spoke, his deep rumbling voice carried through his belly, vibrating the smaller creature. "And that's my gut you're manhandling. Nice to meet you."

The goo-cherub made a face of confusion for a brief moment, before smiling again.

"Can you understand me?" Antar continued, after the creature simply smiled at him for some time. It nodded its head, which surprised him a bit. "Can you speak?" The little red guy frowned, his brow wrinkling. Antar chuckled inwardly at the sight. He really was quite cute!

With an effort, the creature tried to speak. He opened his mouth, but no sound came forth. Antar noted the huge tongue that was in that little mouth. He tried again, trying to seemingly clear his throat. He made some high pitch coughing sounds, sounding feminine to Antar. He opened his mouth to speak a second time, and succeeded in simply rising a bubble. The air caught in his throat, interacting with his inexperienced mouth. He'd never spoken before, after all. He breathed out, flapping his tongue around in his mouth, trying to make use of it. Antar clasped a paw over his snout to keep from laughing at his guest.

The little goo-man was too focused on himself to notice, anyway. He kept trying to make noises, and only made some slapping sounds. Finally his frustration reached a peak, and seemed he would scream. He opened his mouth as wipe as he could, and screamed at the top of his lungs.

His underdeveloped vocal chords flapped once, resulting in a resounding "BLOOP." It sounded like an enormous distant bubble popped and Antar couldn't help but laugh. The creature closed his mouth, and folded his arms across his smooth chest, looking quite annoyed with himself.

"Bloop it is, then!" Antar continued to laugh, gradually coming down from his high. Confused, the little guy looked up quizzically. "Can I call you Bloop? At least, until you can speak and tell me your real name?"

The gel-creature continued to look quizzical for what felt like ages to Antar. Then suddenly, his face beamed, his mouth smiling wide. He mashed his face back into the squishy blubber of Antar's belly. "Heh, guess we have a winner!"

With his strong arms, Antar lifted this strange being up to eye level. Both of his paws easily grasped Bloop's torso, holding him gently. "Nice to meet you, Bloop."

He had to admit, it was still all a bit strange, this whole encounter. But as he held Bloop, he could feel the real life and energy within this creature. Antar had always been attuned to nature. He knew in his ample gut he was doing the right thing. He wanted to care for and protect this little guy.

As he greeted Bloop, the red creature made a sound that Antar could only describe as a giggle. It was very high pitch, and sounded almost far away, as if muffled. Bloop smiled, his eyes seemingly more glossy than normal. Was this thing crying?

Before he had time to consider that, Bloop threw his hands out to the side. It clearly looked like this alien was in need of another bear hug. Feeling his heart melt for this creature, Antar squeezed him against his own furry chest.

Bloop squinted his eyes shut as he buried his face in the furry chest. He wiped away the tears he was indeed crying, into the broad pecs of his protector. Antar's arms wrapped around him again, returning him to a sense of comfort and safety.

They stayed like that for a long time, holding each other. Antar cared for this seemingly helpless being, and it was obvious it needed him. He spoke again, rumbling Bloop. "I swear, I won't let anything hurt you. You can stay here with me as long as you like." Antar felt Bloop hold him tighter. He smiled, breathing deeply, lifting and lowering his pecs with each slow inhale.

Bloop felt at home. For the first time in a long time.

Antar began to smell the sweet fragrance from earlier, but this time, much stronger. The scent of strawberries and apples invaded his senses. Pictures of pink and red flashed into his mind. Images whirled about his psyche the more me breathed that smell. He saw pink mounds, bubbles, flowing liquid, abstract shapes, and many shades of red. It was then he felt something soft and incredibly warm on his lips.

His eyes snapped open to see Bloop passionately trying to kiss him. His eyes were shut, and he looked positively flushed with lust. The smell had taken an effect on Antar, and he welcomed the kiss. Immediately, Bloop's enormous tongue invaded his mouth. It felt like living water. The muscle writhed about in his snout, filling everywhere. Bloop's hands gripped the back of Antar's head, barely reaching enough to clasp his fingers together, while his tongue dueled with Antar's. He shoved his tongue into the bear's mouth, feeling an overwhelming amount of affection for his savior. He wanted to show him how appreciative he was, and this was the best way he knew how.

Antar accepted the kiss fully. He closed his eyes, letting his mouth hang open. His head tilted back slightly, with how wide he opened. He sucked on this sexy creature's tongue, feeling it give and move, tasting sweet. As their two soft muscles wrestled, both of their breathing became ragged. Antar was inhaling the potent pheromone of Bloop, sending his mind spinning. He reached his paws up behind Bloop, pressing his round head against his own. Antar moaned loudly into Bloop's open mouth, his voice gurgling around the sloppy, sweet tongue that bulged his cheeks. Bloop was encouraged, feeling the deep moans course through his entire being. He speared his tongue, and pushed. He pushed, gently forcing the flexible worm down Antar's throat. He pushed and pushed, pouring more and more tongue from his dripping mouth, into Antar's.

The room quickly smelled of various sweet things, mixed with a rising musk. The bear's manhood began to rise. The thick meat bulging out the shorts he wore. Somewhere in his mind, he felt embarrassed, or weird for becoming aroused. This thing could be poisonous for all he knew!

In only a matter of moments, Antar's meat was fully hard. It was a modest length of eight inches tucked away in his shorts' waistband, the only thing he was wearing. The thick head began leaking pre at an obscene rate; much more than he'd ever produced before. He could feel it burbling up his cock, to bead at the head. Globs and bubbles of pre boiled up his shaft, soaking his shorts thoroughly. His cock flexed and throbbed, straining at the tight cloth, eager to be let out.

Bloop drooled heavily, slowing his assault on Antar's throat. Sweet saliva cascaded from his panting open mouth, and his tongue finally stopped descending into the blubbery bear's body. Keeping his arms locked behind Antar's head, he begain to gyrate his head and tongue, in opposite directions.

Deep in Antar's throat, the liquid tongue writhed this way and that, twisting and untwisting. Thick goop oozed from the tongue, soaking into the flesh surrounding and squeezing it. With his hot breath flowing over this new goo, Antar caught a new smell, that of cherries. And suddenly, he felt the effects of this goo on his body.

Bloop retracted his tongue from Antar's throat and snout, gathering it back in his mouth. He moaned, in a high pitch, sounding like little squeaks. He watched the effect take hold of Antar. The bear tensed, gasping deeply. The huge cock in his shorts erupted. Thick gouts of cum started to pour from the bulbous cockhead. Antar's cock throbbed and bucked, orgasm taking control. Quickly, the cum load increased from a flow to huge bursts. Jizz rushed through the cock, seemingly causing it to grow even larger, and thicker. Antar's urethra was spread as wide as it would go with each shot. Huge amounts of cum pooled and squished about his shorts, oozing down his legs, around his ample ass, and through the fabric itself. Bloop started to feel the same feelings as his master, Antar.

Bloop felt Antar moan through his entire ordeal, vibrating his liquid body, sending his senses wild. He too felt himself fall over the edge of no return, into intense orgasm. His body spasm'd, and he gripped onto the huge Bear's head in earnest, humping away at his chest.

Antar's mind was clouded. He felt his cock erupting in cum, for what felt like forever. He felt like his body was liquefying, every nerve sending pleasure signals. He felt his own moaning rumbles flow through his body and fat. He saw nothing but various red and free flowing shapes. Until eventually, the abstract shapes coalesced into a form. The form was that of his newfound mate and lover, Bloop. 'He'd definitely need a better name, eventually,' he managed to quip, to himself.

In his mind, once he'd realized he was imagining his new lover, he felt a new sensation. Something wet was soaking his chest.

He opened his eyes to see Bloop in the throes of ecstasy. His eyes were screwed shut, his mouth hanging agape, as cum poured from his cock. Antar hadn't remembered there being a cock before... but he certainly wasn't going to look a gift-human in the mouth. Except, he was staring right at this one's mouth. The creature's tongue lolled from between its luscious lips. Saliva poured from the hanging meat, soaking his chest and mixing with the spunk that was gathering there.

Bloop's cock fired again and again, thick syrupy red goo rising between the two, before splattering into the bear's soft fur, matting it. Antar couldn't help but taste some for himself, and the instant the goo reached his tongue, Antar tasted something so sweet, it was indescribable. It made him think of potent nectar from other worlds. Flowers too impossible to exist, creating the nectar of the gods.

Antar opened his mouth, slurping up what he could reach, and catching what fired from Bloop's increasingly larger and larger cock. It must have been almost four inches now, when it didn't even exist moments ago. The syrup landed in his mouth, washing out all his other senses, and intensifying his own orgasm. With each gulp of Bloop's wonderful cum, it felt as if it flowed through him, fueling his own orgasm.

Bloop relished the feeling of his master having such pleasure. He fed off of it, gaining strength and size. He felt amazing, tingling all over. He was connected to Antar in a way he didn't even understand himself. At this point, he was running on instincts, and doing what felt good. And this felt too good to be true. His overall size grew, filling out Antar's arms, and his cock grew, inching closer and closer to the ursine's sloppy maw.

The two moaned and humped at one another, awash in sensation. Rivers of cum, both red and white, flowed from between the two. The mixture soaked into the chair before dripping to the floor, pooling around Antar's massive feet, soaking into them too.

Suddenly, Antar felt Bloop's cock nuzzle against his lips. Hardly daring to believe it, he lunged forward. His snout enveloped the alien dick, slurping as deep as he could. His tongue speared into the cum slit he knew would be there, just like he knew Bloop wanted it. He drank from the source directly. He sucked on Bloop's cock, grabbing the monster by the ass. He used both paws to grip the growing ass. He squeezed and rubbed, feeling the strange flesh give and push. He spread the cheeks wide, kneading the expansive flesh. His mouth continued to slurp at the growing cock, feeling his tongue descend further into the flesh.

Bloop felt an intense love for his master. He was so happy he met this kind stranger. He was going to make sure his master was never unhappy. With that though, he shoved one final time into Antar's throat.

Bloop's enormous meat managed to squeeze itself down Antar's throat, cumming his ropey syrup directly into his stomach, feeding him. As he pumped gallon after gallon of love juice into his master, Bloop felt Antar's own orgasm magnify. He felt the white cum begin splattering on his back, the bear's shorts ripped long ago. The two foot cock was erupting continuously, looking more like a hose. The flow of cum gushed and burbled, audibly bubbling through the bear's urethra. The huge torrents of jizz coated over Bloop's back, head... everything. He relished in the hot flow coursing over him. It pooled in the small of his back, trickled down between his ripe ass cheeks, and dribbled off his massive balls.

They both began to cry out. Antar's deep booming voice shook most of the objects on his shelves. Bloop managed to gasp, and let out of cute long moan, followed by one word. "Antar..."

With his final pump, Bloop finally let his cock slide out of Antar's mouth, whose own cock also began to deflate, their orgasms waning.

They both panted, sitting in the ruined room. The air smelled of sweet cum and sweat. A few objects had fallen off of one of the shelves, and now laid in the lake of fluids that surrounded them.

They both quickly fell into a deep sleep, in each other's arms.