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It was Christmas Eve. Ethan had been left at home alone by his parents, who'd both gone off on a cruise around the Caribbean three days prior and trusted that the eighteen-year-old could handle himself for a week and a half. They'd stocked the fridge with food for him and left a couple hundred bucks in his checking account in case he wanted to order out. His stepfather had jokingly said that if he planned on having friends over they should leave as much alcohol as they drink in his whiskey cabinet before they got back.

He had just gotten off the phone with his parents after they'd docked in St. Maarten. They were understandably concerned as there was a winter storm heading in his direction. He assured them he was doing just fine and was holding down the house while they were gone. After hanging up, he went back to the couch to continue watching an animated Christmas special on TV.

The young grizzly was bundled up under several warm blankets, was wearing a festive sweater underneath them, and had a fire going in the fireplace. He even had a mug of hot chocolate heating up in the microwave. While he was comfy and cozy inside, the wind outside howled around the sides of the house. The powerful gales that brought snow with them fulfilled the weather forecaster's promises of a white Christmas.

Ethan kept turning to look out the window at the front yard, watching as the grass gradually disappeared beneath a thick comforter of snow. He felt his phone buzz in his pocket. When he saw the text, he breathed a sigh of relief.

In his phone, he had two contacts listed under 'Dad'. The first one was simply named 'Dad' and its display picture was a blank icon. The one below it was 'Daddy' and it had the face of a man who bore a striking resemblance to his biological father.

Daddy: Almost there. Just came off I-95 and heading your way :) See you in 20 minutes.

Ethan's heart fluttered nervously. He responded back.

Ethan: K :) See you soon! <3

He sat up and shifted around on the sofa, breathing deeply to calm himself. Part of him was nervous about finally meeting Mr. Kenneth Hauser in person. The other part was more concerned for his safety as he drove through the snowstorm.

He'd met Mr. Hauser over a gay dating website several months before. After turning 18 and creating an account, Ethan put up an advertisement looking for an older gentleman between 30 and 45 who would look and act like his father. He received many replies, but only one grizzly bear stood out above the rest.

Despite how similar Mr. Hauser looked to his father, he was completely unrelated to Ethan and his family. He was in his early 40's, a little bit paunchy, had brown eyes just like his dad, and even had a little tuft of fur under his chin. The last time he saw his dad after the divorce had settled, his muzzle had started to grow some gray fur on the sides. Mr. Hauser didn't have a single gray fur at all. Still, he was the closest he'd found to someone who looked like his old man.

It had crossed his mind that the older bear could have been someone with ill intentions, possibly a serial killer or rapist. He'd done a quick background check on him and saw that he was who he said he was, an orthopedic doctor who was listed among the specialist staff at a medical center down in Richmond. He even had his own website set up. Though the thought still lingered in the back of his mind that what he was doing was potentially dangerous. He was inviting a total stranger in his home to stay for Christmas without telling any of his friends or family about it.

He brushed these thoughts aside as he waited for Mr. Hauser to arrive while nursing on a mug of hot cocoa.

A little over twenty minutes later, a pair of headlights pulled into his driveway. Ethan bolted up from the couch and ran to the front door, ready to greet the older bear. He waited and waited until there was a firm knock on the door. After peeking through the peephole, he opened the door and met Mr. Hauser, his daddy, in person.

Kenneth smiled warmly and said, "Hello son." He was carrying a couple overnight suitcases in his paws.

Ethan was silent for a moment, looking up at the man standing there in the doorway. Though he thought that Kenneth was more handsome than his own father, it wouldn't break the illusion for him.

Kenneth chuckled and said, "Mind if I come in? We don't want to let all the heat out now, do we?"

Ethan snapped out of his temporary trance and said, "Yeah! Come on in, dad!" He stepped aside while the older bear entered and set his luggage down. He took his hat and overcoat for him and hung them up in the closet.

After stepping out of his boots, the older bear gave a hefty sigh and said, "Well then! I suppose we should go ahead and get it out of the way. I'll need to see a license so I know you're not under eighteen."

Ethan handed his learner's permit over without any hesitation, as well as a yellowing copy of his birth certificate and social security card.

Kenneth chuckled and said, "My! You came prepared." He looked over the license for a moment, inspecting it carefully before handing them back. "Your license would have been sufficient. It's not like back in the day when any ol' Tom, Dick, and Harry could forge a license in their basement for liquor and cigarettes. They've gotten so detailed and intricate now."

Ethan smiled and shuffled a little awkwardly.

Noticing his discomfort, Kenneth asked, "Feeling nervous?"

"A little, yeah," Ethan said with a sheepish grin.

The older bear smiled warmly, gazing down at the boy. He reached over and rubbed the back of Ethan's head, bringing him in and kissing him on the forehead. "Don't be. Just try to relax." His voice was deep and soothing.

Ethan offered a little smile, a blush appearing on his muzzle. His heart was beating frantically in his chest. "Yes, sir."

He followed the older bear into the living room. "You have a very beautiful home, son. Did you set up the tree yourself?" Kenneth asked.

"Yeah. Well, actually, my stepdad helped with the lights..." Ethan stammered a little. "We all put up decorations on the tree together. It's kinda like our tradition."

Kenneth smiled back at him and said, "It looks very lovely. It's been a long time since I've set up a tree of my own." He gazed nostalgically at the tree for a while, then turned to ask. "You hungry at all?"

Ethan shook his head. His stomach was still doing cartwheels so eating was the last thing he really wanted to do right then. "Not yet. But there's a turkey in the fridge and a bunch of vegetables for the roast."

Kenneth's smile brightened and he said, "Ahh! Very good, son. Well done." He'd asked Ethan to get a turkey so he could make them a proper Christmas dinner and promised to reimburse him for the bird, but Ethan said it was on him. Any time he had offered to buy anything for the cub, it was refused adamantly. Ethan had said before that he wasn't looking for a sugar bear-daddy or someone to pay his way through college. He was looking for quote: 'The father he never had.'

The older bear went over to the couch and sat down with his legs spread wide open. He looked over to Ethan with an inviting smile, beckoned him over with a finger, and patted the seat between his thighs.

Ethan padded over shyly and took the offered seat. It wasn't that the man made him uncomfortable or uneasy. He'd been talking to him for months now and felt like they knew each other very well by that point. No, he was nervous about making a good impression. He was nervous about finally experiencing intimacy and sex for the first time in his life. Mr. Hauser had reassured him the night before over the phone that sex wasn't expected, but it would definitely be a plus. He said that it would be nice to finally meet his son, spend some time with him, and keep him company over the Christmas holiday.

As soon as he sat down, he felt a pair of strong paws rest on his shoulders.

"There you go. How do you feel?" Kenneth asked, his deep voice resonating from behind the teen.

"I feel...a little nervous," Ethan said with a timid laugh.

Without missing a beat, Kenneth asked, "Would you like me to stop? We don't have to do anything if you don't want..."

"No!" Ethan said, "I really do want to do this! I just...I just need to get my heart to slow down. That's all."

Kenneth smiled and continued massaging the boy's shoulders. In his ear, he said, "Just relax, son. There's no pressure." He planted a kiss on the back of Ethan's neck, feeling him shudder slightly beneath his paws. He wrapped his arms around the boy and murmured, "I love you."

"I love you too, dad..." Ethan replied, his voice shaking slightly.

He felt a paw slip under his shirt and rub over his slender belly, which made him tense up. Kenneth must have felt him tense as well because he felt the paw retreat and heard him say, "No pressure, cub. Just relax..."

He nodded and did his best to calm down. After a few moments, he felt the tension leaving his body. He'd been sitting upright and rigid when he first sat down, gradually melting back until he was reclining against the heavyset bear.

"That's it..." Kenneth said comfortingly, now cradling the boy on his lap. "How do you feel now?"

"Better."

"Would you like me to make you some tea?"

"No thank you," Ethan replied, smiling a little. The television was on in front of them, but he was barely paying attention.

"Are you sure? Some chamomile might help..."

"I'm good, dad," He said, looking back with a smile. In spite of his initial nerves, he was growing more comfortable being held, cared for, and having reassuring words whispered into his ear.

After a few minutes of just sitting and relaxing, the bear behind him asked, "Are you ready?"

It took him a second for those words to register, but he nodded and blushed. He felt his heart getting jittery again.

"Okay." Kenneth said. He turned the boy around and began kissing him deeply.

Ethan, who had never been kissed so passionately or with tongue before, allowed the man to guide him along. He felt a gentle paw caressing his cheek as his larger tongue swirled around in his small muzzle. The man's cologne stung his nose a bit but he liked it. It seemed so masculine on him, plus it reminded him very much of his own father.

After the tender kiss finally broke, Kenneth gazed lovingly at the boy and said, "Would you like to get undressed for me?"

Nodding quickly, Ethan said, "Yes sir!" Before hopping off the man's lap and stripping off his clothing hastily. He presented himself, standing naked before his father figure with nothing to hide. He stood up straight and tall, shoulders back and his chest puffed out as if he were in the military.

Kenneth gazed warmly at him, staring him up and down. "Holy crow..." He finally said, "You look even better than in your pictures..."

It slightly killed the vibe for him. The comment itself was flattering, but they were pretending to be father and son. He played it off and responded, "Thank you, daddy."

Kenneth rose from the sofa and came towards him, wrapped his large arms around him, and held him close.

Ethan smiled and closed his eyes. His head rested comfortably on the older bear's chest as they shared an intimate embrace. There was also something about being nude and being hugged by someone who was still clothed that appealed to him. He felt so exposed and yet so protected at the same time. He felt the older bear peck a kiss between his round ears on top of his head.

"Shall we go upstairs, son?" Kenneth asked, his voice so soothing and warm.

Ethan yipped lightly as he felt the man's strong paws grip his bare behind. He chuckled nervously as the elder bear growled with delight. "Yes, sir!"

They went upstairs together, Kenneth leading the way even though he wasn't familiar with the layout at all. When they passed by Ethan's bedroom, the kid stopped and said, "Well, here's my room. My bed's not big but..."

"Who said we were doing anything in your room?" Kenneth said. "We're heading to _my_room." He had a devious little glint in his eye.

"O-oh..." Ethan said, a little worried now. He hadn't thought that Kenneth would actually stay in his parent's bedroom during their visit. They hadn't really even discussed it during their planning. He'd just assumed that Kenneth would sleep in his bed and he'd take the couch or something.

"Is that a problem?" Kenneth asked. Ethan could see him breaking character again as he'd noticed the doubt on his face.

"I dunno..." Ethan said, "I mean...What if my parents come home and they can...y'know...smell that someone else had been sleeping in their bed?" A little smile appeared on his face and he added. "Plus...wouldn't it be kinda weird to fuck in the same place_you_ conceived me in?"

That put a big grin back on the daddy bear's face. He stepped forward and placed his hands on the boy's shoulders. "I'll wash all the sheets and covers before I leave. I'll even spray something on it just in case." He smiled. "Everything will be returned to its rightful place as it was before I got here."

Kenneth put his arm around the boy's shoulders and led him down the hallway. He didn't really need to guess where the master bedroom was since there weren't a whole lot of bedrooms upstairs anyway. The hallway turned in an L-shape. Ethan's bedroom was the first on the right with a small bathroom straight ahead. He turned left and there was an office on the left side, a supply closet on the opposite side, and at the very end of the hall was the master bedroom.

Ethan was ushered inside his parent's bedroom and the door was closed behind him. The room was modestly large, hosting a large queen size bed with ornate, wood carved bed posts. It also had a decently sized walk-in closet and a bathroom with a whirlpool tub and shower. Ethan had always been envious of that shower because it also had a built-in air dryer. He didn't get to use it often since he felt it'd be a bit awkward to ask if he could use their shower.

Kenneth pulled away the plush covers from the bed, leaving just the sheet covering the mattress. He placed his paws on the bed, testing its softness and bounce. Satisfied, Kenneth turned and sat down on the edge of the bed. He spread his legs and gently tapped his lap, gesturing Ethan to come over.

Not needing to hear a word, Ethan went over quickly and knelt down between his papa's legs. Kenneth gazed lovingly down at the boy and stroked his head and cheek. Moving his paw behind the boy's head, he asked, "Are you ready for your first taste of cock, son?"

Ethan nodded quickly, his eyes bright and eager. He reached up and undid the man's belt, fumbling with shaking paws before finally managing to get it loose. He practically threw it across the room in his excitement as he worked towards freeing his father's cock from its fabric confines. He unbuttoned and unzipped Kenneth's pants, yanking them down to his ankles quickly.

Kenneth smiled as he watched the boy staring wide-eyed at his groin. He was like a cub that was granted an early Christmas gift to open. He stroked Ethan's hair gently as he went in to nuzzle the thick pouch of his jet black designer briefs. He could tell by the way Ethan slowly kissed across his bulge that he was really enjoying his first time and savoring the experience. He wasn't about to complain though. It was better than him being overly eager and wanting to rush right into the sex.

Ethan gripped the hem of Kenneth's briefs and looked up at the older bear. "Can I...?" He asked.

"Of course, son," Kenneth warmly chuckled.

With the happiest grin Kenneth had ever seen, Ethan tugged the front of his briefs down. He watched amusedly as the boy's eyes widened at the sight. He would've thought that the kid had never even seen a penis before with the way he looked in amazement at his dick. He didn't consider himself all that impressive. Five inches, give or take, but thick enough to compensate for the length. He was intact as well, which he knew interested Ethan since the boy had been circumcised at birth.

Ethan held the plump cock in his paw, giving it a slow pump and watched the brown foreskin peel back over his pink tip. Without needing to be told or guided, he took the meat inside his muzzle and began sucking. His heart was giddy and racing as he received his first taste of another man and it was everything he'd ever hoped it'd be. He knew he was doing well when he heard Kenneth groan out loud.

"I thought you said you never sucked anyone before," the papa bear said, chuckling and leaning back slightly on the bed.

Ethan pulled back and stroked the wetted dick with his paw, "I haven't..." He said, blushing a little.

"Well you're damn good at it," Kenneth said.

"Thanks, dad." Ethan said, beaming up at him as he took the thick cock back into his mouth. He sucked for a good, long while, listening to Kenneth's low moans of pleasure and stopping occasionally to make him gasp by rolling his tongue under the foreskin. The smell of his father's crotch filled his nose and the taste of salty-sweet precum trickled down his tongue to the back of his throat.

Ethan pulled off again and gave the man a cheeky grin, "Y'know how I know you're my dad?"

Kenneth brow perked, partly because of the odd question but mostly because the most wonderful blowjob he'd ever received had just abruptly stopped. "How's that?" He asked, bemused.

"Because your cock fits perfectly in my mouth." Ethan said, grinning from ear to ear.

Kenneth laughed. Ethan watched happily as the man laid on his back, his belly jiggling from the fit of giggles. He loved hearing Kenneth laugh. There was something satisfying and oddly comforting by the sound.

When Kenneth recovered, he sat back up and hunched forward until he was face to face with the younger bear. "I love you so much, son..." He said, his voice warm and his eyes lightly brimmed with tears from all the laughing. They kissed deeply while Kenneth rubbed under his chin. When it broke, he pressed his forehead against Ethan's.

"I love you too, daddy..." He said back. The joy he felt in that moment was almost indescribable. After so long, he finally found a man to call his father.

What followed were hours of cuddling, kissing, and grinding up against one another. They talked a lot, mostly about how each of them discovered they were gay, how Kenneth came out to his friends and family, the backlash from it, and Ethan told him about the time he'd snuck into his parent's room to watch his father shower. Of course, he told the story as if it had been happening to Mr. Hauser. This both amused and aroused the big bear all over again.

After some silent cuddling, Ethan looked up and said, "Dad? I think I'm ready to try anal now..." He blushed a little at saying it. The words felt alien coming out of his mouth since he'd never used that kind of language out loud.

Kenneth, however, didn't seem fazed by the request at all. He smiled and asked, "You're sure...?"

Ethan smiled a little and nodded, still looking quite anxious. As much as he'd played with his asshole in the past, he'd never taken anything as thick as Mr. Hauser before. He wasn't sure how well it would play out but trusted Kenneth enough to stop if it was too much for him to bear.

With a grunt, Kenneth hoisted himself up off the bed and went over to his pants, digging out a travel-sized bottle of lube. After applying a liberal amount of the stuff to his cock, he then smeared and fingered the boy to get him loosened up and positioned himself so that Ethan would be comfortable on his back. He pressed his cock to the boy's hole and looked him in the eye. One last time before it was too late, he asked, "Are you okay with me doing this?"

Ethan nodded. "Yes, sir. I want this..." He said. It was a huge moment for him. He was finally about to have his virginity taken and he was sure that he wanted Mr. Hauser to be the one. He wanted his father to be his first.

Slowly and carefully, Kenneth pushed his cock inside the boy. He'd only worked in his tip when the boy gave a sharp hiss and arched up, his face pinched with pain. "You okay?"

Ethan nodded. He was surprised at how much the initial entry stung. The pain subsided gradually and he gave Kenneth the go-ahead to continue.

Bit by bit, inch by inch, the dad worked his cock into his son's hole. He took his time as he did, reminding Ethan that there was no rush and that they had all the time they needed. They kissed and Kenneth rubbed his paw over the boy's slender chest to sooth any nerves or pain. "You're doing great son...God, you feel so good around my cock..."

"Thank you, dad..." Ethan whispered, wincing a bit as the bear sunk the last inch inside.

"There..." Kenneth said, panting softly. "How do you feel?"

Ethan looked up at the man above him, his face flushed and damp with sweat. "It feels...It feels really good..." Once Ethan had gotten over the pain, the feeling of his father's cock inside him, pressing up against his prostate and sliding in and out of his hole, was nothing short of amazing.

After some gentle and unhurried lovemaking, Ethan finally said, "You can fuck me now, daddy..."

Looking down a little skeptically, Kenneth said, "You're sure?"

Ethan nodded.

Searching his son's eyes for uncertainty, he saw only earnestness in them. "Alright then." He grinned. He then started pounding away at the boy's tailhole.

Ethan moaned loudly, both out of pain and pleasure. His father's cock slammed hard inside him, each powerful thrust sending a shockwave through him. He endured everything the older bear gave him, hoping that he would finish soon.

Fortunately, he didn't have very long to wait at all. He felt the older bear shudder violently and slam his hips hard up against his ass. He felt a rush of excitement when he realized that his father was cumming inside him. He held the big bear, moaning loudly and gripping his back and shoulders. Finally, he was finished.

Not wanting to collapse upon the younger lad and flatten him, Kenneth rolled over on his back away from Ethan. The silence that followed their loud, passionate intercourse was only punctuated by their panting breaths.

"Wow..." Ethan said at last. He felt a little giddy again knowing that he had his father's semen floating around inside his tailhole. He gladly ignored the pain in his ass.

"Did you enjoy that?" Kenneth said, chuckling and reaching over to rub the slender bear's belly.

Ethan turned his head and smiled, nodding. "I did, dad...You were amazing."

"You were too, cub..." The man murmured warmly, leaning in to nuzzle the boy's cheek.

After a quick shower together in his parent's bathroom, they pulled the covers back up onto the bed and snuggled up beneath them. Outside, the snow continued to drift slowly towards the earth in the soft glow of the streetlamp outside. "Silent Night" played gently from his parent's bedside radio. Ethan smiled. Even though he still worried about cleaning up and making sure his parent's didn't find out about what they'd done, he still felt calm and at peace with the world in his father's arms.

"Dad?" He said softly.

"Hmm?" Kenneth replied, half asleep.

"Merry Christmas."

"Merry Christmas, son."