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Mating season had come again. And just like the year before, the males on the Salmon Run were enticed by the scents of females in heat. This had an effect on Kenai as well, much to his surprise. Having turned into a bear less than a year ago, this was his first experience of the season. He was surprised by the strong effect a simple scent had but it clung heavy in the air and seemed to derail his thoughts the moment he caught even the lightest of whiffs.

If that wasn't overwhelming enough for the first-timer, Kenai was approached by a few female bears that wanted a chance to be with the newest member. He turned them all down, just trying to understand all these new changes. But as the season dragged out, some of them were starting to get pushy, to the point that he needed to find a place to hide.

The spot he chose was a good distance from the dens, but more importantly, it was just far enough away from the smell of heat that tormented him day in and out. For once, he was able to breathe a sigh of relief, taking a breath of fresh air. The location was peaceful, sitting on top of a pond that was so frozen that it held his weight with no issue. Everything was perfect, save for the erection between his hindlegs that refused to subside.

His moment of peace was interrupted by the sound of paw steps. For a moment he feared that a female bear had found him. But to his surprise and relief, the one that found him was Tug. The much larger bear seemed just as surprised to see him but smiled when he got close.

"Afternoon, Kenai."

"Uh, yeah..." the smaller bear blushed, shifting his hindlegs. But it did little to hide his erection.

"Heh, you too?" Tug asked. But then his eyes widened. "This is your first time, huh?"

"Yeah, and it's a bit much..." Kenai admitted. "Do the girls always act this way during mating season?"

"You'll get used to it," Tug assured. "Soon you'll be counting down the days till the next one." The bigger bear paused, memories of past seasons coming back to him. To make Kenai feel better, he told a few stories, including his own first time and how nervous he was.

While the knowledge that even a bear like Tug was nervous at the time was a relief, the talk had brought up something new. Namely Tug seemed to get excited while retelling his past experiences. From his thick sheath, his cock had risen and throbbed in its full length and thickness. Compared to Kenai's average sized bearhood, Tug's was nothing short of a log. He should have expected such a thing but seeing it in person...

Tug didn't even notice Kenai staring. With his cock rock hard and his mind going through his many past ruts, he now had an issue to take care of. Another factor was his powerful nose being able to still smell the scent of heat, even from so far away. It was nearly faint but just enough to make him crave release.

Just as Kenai regained his composure, he was treated to the sight of Tug gripping his large cock, stroking it up and down with his thick paw. He groaned deeply and panted, taking deep whiffs of the air, clearly able to smell something that he could. Dumbfounded once more, Kenai stared at the other bear masturbating, unable to look away.

Tug growled to himself, his eyes closed at the moment. In addition to replaying season's past events, he was also imagining the possible new chances to mate. The deeper he inhaled, the stronger the scent became, only making the sense of lust and need flare harder within him. Now the only thing he was concerned about was achieving release.

Kenai could have easily said something but he was just so purely stunned. Keeping quiet, he watched the bigger bear pleasure himself. There was no way that his cock was going soft now, in fact it was only throbbing harder as Tug's strokes got faster, leading to his deepening growls and expression of pleasure.

"Mmm..." the bigger bear hummed. He could feel his heavy cock pulsing harder. Underneath were an equally fat pair of balls that were already churning a heavy load of seed, being stirred by the length's stimulation. Coming from the tip were oozes of pre that gave a prelude of what was to come in time. Watching from a short distance, Kenai watched as these thick drips of precum fell to the icy surface, followed by more and more slow and fat lines of pre. It just kept flowing. The longer he watched, the clearer it became that Tug was the perfect beast for breeding, he was big in size and down between his hindlegs and carried some heavy balls that guaranteed to pump a full load inside of anybody.

It was only after that thought that the smaller bear realized that he was admiring the other male bear. In truth it wasn't his first time doing so. But all the other times was when walking behind another male, getting an unintended view of their swaying balls and their exposed tailholes. Now that he thought about it, most of his prying eyes had been on sheaths, balls, and the holes of other males. Even now he was full on gawking at another male blatantly pleasuring himself.

Just before Kenai could reach a breakthrough, Tug snarled and pumped his paw along his cock for the final time, groaning deeply as fat spurts shot from his tip with force. Being the one directly in front of Tug as he came, Kenai was being coated in streaks and blasts of his thick cum before he even realized. It was only after feeling the warmth and weight that clung to his pelt in various places did it sink in. But it became very clear when the next ropes were unintentionally aimed directly at his face, glazing his head and muzzle in the other bear's release.

Tug was panting hard through clenched teeth, riding out a strong climax, enjoying the bliss that came from releasing the pent up loads. He was used to just letting it all spray ahead of him and had forgotten all about Kenai when tending to himself. Even when he was finished the first thing he saw was Kenai painted in his cum.

"Mmm... That's much better. That scent is just too much for me sometimes..." Tug wore a relaxed expression as he looked at the other bear, keeping quiet as he looked at his messy body. "I think you should take care of that," he chucked, pointing at Kenai's straining and leaking erection.