The Bear Family - Part 2: Feeding
By Onyx Cheetah

It had been two weeks since Bruce had introduced the little otter to his bride, giving them their very own little cub to raise and a forever playmate for the large polar bear. Nightly, almost religiously now, he nervously checked his phone for a semblance of a security video or random photo catching him taking the little cub, yet nothing appeared. There hadn't even been an alert issued over the missing otter. It ate at his heart a little; if his parents already didn't care that much about him, he felt bad for taking advantage of the lil guy and the kiddo’s need to be loved and wanted. Though he could just be reading into it harder than he should. 
In any case, the otter was happy and Bruce vowed to himself that they would be amazing parents for him. This also left him feeling very awkward about his other feelings for the cub. The little otter was constantly enticing to him like a scent that surrounded him. Multiple times he'd had to cover up getting hard from the cub's innocent actions while in front of his wife, even going as far as to make it seem like she was the one causing his pants to swell. Even last night he had to grab her, pulling her to their bed and taking her roughly, all while thinking of the beautiful otter cub in the next room who was innocently sleeping in his soft, probably wet, diaper. The otter sucking on his bottle, hopefully thinking about daddy-bear's “toy” from the aquarium. That thought pushed him over the edge, in an instant he came hard into Abigail. Collapsing next to her, his cum still softly erupted from his throbbing bear dick, unable to stop thinking about his little preschooler.
Tonight would be different. He hadn't done anything inappropriate with the cub since he had arrived at his new home. Today was going to change that. Nothing too naughty yet (though he'd love to reenact the scene a few weeks back) but just something simple. Something Abby wouldn't notice. 
The idea came from his mind blowing orgasm the previous night. It wasn't just Kaio sucking on a bottle that made him think of the idea but the milk spilling out from the tip of it. Instantly, he thought of his own daddy-batter: his thick man-milk that the cubby already had some one-on-one time with. Honestly, he hoped that while he was passed out in the supply closet the little one got curious and happily tasted him but it didn't matter, he was going to give him some tonight in the cub's milk bottle.
Secretly, the polar bear grabbed a few bottles from the counter and sneaked off to the bedroom. Looking around the doorway and into the living room he saw the two loves of his life napping together while watching TV. Perfect, he thought to himself, she won't notice anything and… he'll need a bottle when he wakes. He couldn't believe how perverted he was being but the fact that the otter would soon be guzzling down his cum made him rock hard, twitching and dripping. Quickly, he stripped bottomless and held his tip to the first bottle, letting his bear meat drip pre-cum into the innocent babyish container.
It didn't take long for Bruce to feel his balls start to tense. He was already close from imagining his little boy sucking on the bottles of cum, the thought nearly drove him over the edge on first touch. His breath quickened and he slowed his pumping, edging himself. He wanted to make sure the bottles were filled with as much of his seed as possible. He closed his eyes, remembering back to the closet and him sliding into that diaper, their dicks touching. He gasped as his first shot exploded out of him unprepared. He quickly pulled up the first bottle and aimed inside, barely catching the second and third shots of his thick daddy seed. His tip twitched inside the bottle as another shot out of him. Quickly switching to the second bottle, he released all that was left from the orgasm, making sure he had multiple bottles with his thick cum in it for the cub to enjoy.
Panting, he looked at his accomplishment. One bottle filled over a quarter of the way with the bear protein and the other a little under. That little cub made him cum so much; he was surprised his balls still felt so full, like they still needed relief. It didn't help that he was so turned on by what he was about to do. Cleaning up the evidence of his pawing, he grabbed the two bottles and tiptoed to the kitchen. He opened the fridge and started pouring milk into the two bottles, mixing them together before sliding one in the fridge for later. His little chemistry experiment let his dick calm down. While it was still sexy as hell, he was determined to make it seem like just another bottle. He turned on the hot water and slid the bottle with the milky mixture under it, warming it up like a good daddy should, though also keeping his hot cum from being discovered. When he was sure that it couldn't physically be noticed he walked over to the two still asleep. Staring down at them he felt his heart start to pump hard.
He took a deep breath steadying himself before petting his wife's hair. Softly, almost breathlessly, he leaned down and whispered to her that she should get some alone time; he could take care of the little one for a bit, they could have some daddy/son time. 
Yawning as she woke, she nodded and softly handed the sleeping cub over. "You're right. I think I'm going to the mall and walk around a bit, maybe buy a few things. You sure you two will be alright?" 
The bear caught himself getting excited, his voice cracking as he forced it back into a whisper. "Yeah! We'll be good! I'm sure the lil one will stay asleep, his new preschool has really been tuckering him out!"
She smiled and nodded, heading off to the bathroom to get cleaned up. Bruce on the other hand sat himself down in the warm chair his wife had just risen from, looking down at the cub. He softly rocked him. Looking towards the bottle in his hand he was surprised how shaky it was. Swallowing hard, the bear slid it up to the toddler's lips. As the nipple entered the little otter's muzzle he began suckling. The polar bear couldn't help his reaction, stifling a moan as his dick quickly stood at attention against the sleeping tot, shooting pre in his pants as it lay against him.
"What was that hun?" Abby called from the other room.
Bruce composed himself as much as he could, his dick throbbing against Kaio as he drank his cummy milk. "N-nothing hun, he just…" Quickly he thought up a lie for the weird noise. "...accidentally hit me, don't worry!"
Walking by the doorway the momma bear smiled at her two boys, not realizing that Kaio was drinking cum while Bruce had a throbbing hardon below. "Alright, I'll be back later, you two be good!"
The bear listened for the door to close shut, unintentionally holding his breath, waiting for the freedom it would bring. With the click of the doorknob and the latching of a lock he was finally able to give his new son the solo attention he desired. He looked the otter over. With his wife's prying eyes finally gone he stared at his tiny lover sitting right in front of him. As his lover, not as his cub. He had to stop himself from growling lustfully at the tiny tot, watching him suckle needfully at the contents of the cum filled bottle.
Gently, Bruce stroked the cheek of the otter, murmuring softly to himself, a bit afraid to talk about it outloud even though his wife had gone. He swallowed, mustering up a little courage to lustfully and playfully degrade his son. "There's a good cum-slut. Drink daddy's seed, made special just for you…" His voice cracked a few times as he forced it out but even still his cock grew harder, surprising him as he thought he was already as hard as he could be. His confidence grew as no one burst in his door after his first statement. He stared hungrily at his sleeping, cum-drinking babe. 
He cleared his throat, trying to clear any shakiness from it. "God, you're so sexy just drinking daddy's special milk. And you look like you love it too! You're going to drink my cum daily! Turn you into a cum whore!" As he talked his voice grew in volume. His cock throbbed, his fear of being caught talking to his kid that way left him, replaced by his ever growing passion and need. Kaio slowly stirred, his new daddy's sexual outburst waking him from his slumber. He smiled up at him, recognizing the face of the bear that took him weeks back. The lust and need in Bruce's eyes instantly translated to the young mind as love for him. 
The polar bear laid the waking tot on the ground in front of him, letting his large dick bounce and throb in the open right above him. He gripped his dick and started to paw. After only a few pumps, intensely watching as the otter continued to drink his cum, he gasped feeling his orgasm approaching. Holding back, he tried to enjoy the view and the feelings it gave him. He painstakingly released his paw from himself and just stared at the otter, throbbing and dribbling pre down his shaft.
Slowly, Kaio stood up in an awkward but cute way. His thick and undoubtedly soaked diaper spread his legs wide enough to waddle, making standing up harder than it needed to be. Almost falling over he gripped his daddy's leg with one paw, using the large bear as a way to stand. His bottle was still sitting in his other paw, the cub holding it to his muzzle. Finally up, the otter looked up at the monstrous member towering over him, a few drops of pre landing on his muzzle. He wasn't afraid of it though, he knew that it was the toy he played with in the closet. Smiling, he gripped it.
Bruce's head fell back and he let out a loud moan. Even if he was trying to stifle himself that moan would have pushed through. It was electric, same as the first time his dick touched the little otter. He felt his orgasm approaching and couldn't do anything to stop it. All too quickly the first shot exploded out, landing against his chest and belly- a huge, thick shot. Even though this was his second orgasm of the day it was easily much larger than the first. The little toddler continued to play with the pulsing member, giggling as a bit of the thick, sticky liquid dropped onto his muzzle and up his forehead. The bear groaned through each explosion coming from inside him, his balls being emptied by the 4-year-old otter. No words could escape his maw as shot after shot landed on the two of them, soaking their fur with his perverted cum. He loved his new son, his new lover, so much and his proof covered him.
All too quickly, though in the moment it felt like hours, his orgasm subsided. His dick throbbed hard in the paw of the otter even after it dulled. Catching his breath, the polar bear sat up to survey the damage. Seemingly, somehow despite the amount he came all of his love landed on just the two of them. Both of them were covered in his cum, there was no cleaning with just a rag. That's okay, he thought to himself, the little kiddo was due for a cleaning anyways, may as well take him into the shower. Picking the playful cubby up off the ground into his arms he looked into the otter's face. He just smiled. How perfect he looked, especially when marked by daddy's cum. He pulled the toddler closely into him, against his sticky chest as they headed to the bathroom. Kaio murred instinctively as he sniffed his daddy's chest, the now all too familiar scent engulfing his nostrils. He began to lick at it, lapping up little bits of his daddy's cum straight off the bear's fur. Bruce ran a paw down the otter's back and softly praised him, whispering to the cub. "Good cum slut, enjoy daddy's milk."

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Inside the bathroom Bruce kneeled down, setting his little cum drinker on the floor in front of him. Running his paws down every little bit of his cub shape, the polar bear softly groped the warm diaper front, squeezing it gently in his paw, making the diaper squish in his grasp. He smiled as Kaio shuffled at the touch before he grabbed both tapes and ripped them, instantly dropping the sullen object between the tiny otter's feet.
The bear huffed as he looked over the tiny figure standing in front of him. Sure, he had seen the naked otter a few times since he came to live here but this time it was different. No wife around and they had just played together, the way he needed to play too- as a couple. He wasn't finished yet either, how could he be with this perfect little cub? His dick started to grow again as he turned to face the shower, turning it on.
Stripping himself down to just his fur, he looked over at the cub who shuffled his feet-paws awkwardly. Kneeling down he looked the little otter in the eyes, staring at those wonderful curious eyes that were looking all over the bear. Bruce quickly realized this was the first time the otter had seen the bear all natural. Standing back up he spread himself out, his dick bouncing in front of him, letting his new son take in his naked form. Hopefully the first of many times the preschooler would see it.
As the shower heated to a nice warmth that he was sure Kaio wouldn't mind, he led the cum covered cub inside, closing the shower's glass door behind him. The otter took to the water quickly, splashing around the puddling floor and clapping at the waterfall from the shower head causing the water to go every which way.
Bruce stared at his cute otter mate as he played, being entertained by his new love in the oddest and most innocent way, even as the cum slowly dripped down his young son's green-blue fur, the water taking the globby liquid with it as it flowed down his tiny body. He almost felt a sort of disappointment grow within him. He loved having that closeness to Kaio; he loved that his scent was permeating the otter's fur. 
He gripped the shower head, aiming it towards him, his other paw reaching down and petting the otter's tiny head, causing the toddler to stop splashing and look up at the large bear. An innocent little grin wrapped around the ott's muzzle. The bear smiled back. It relaxed him, he realized that even if Kaio lost his scent he was still his cub! He took comfort in that thought and closed his eyes, taking in the warmth and relaxing nature of the water. He didn't realize just how tense he had been. Waiting for the family to report the cub missing and waiting for his wife to catch on to what was going on definitely stressed him but it was just the two of them right now; he could just relax. 
He sighed long and hard, all of his muscles loosening and relaxing- his bladder included. Eh, nothing wrong with taking a piss in the shower. He focused, letting his natural need take over and slowly felt the pressure grow in his shaft before the liquid inside escaped his member, followed closely by his sheath, but instead of hearing the splashing against the linoleum like normal, it was a muted noise almost as if…
His eyes shot open, panicked. He quickly looked down and saw the otter being hit by his light yellow stream. He tensed himself trying to cut off the stream as he watched the cub dance playfully around in the warm liquid, licking his lips and lapping as it splashed against his muzzle. 
Finally, with a pang inside as he forced the stream to prematurely end, he stopped pissing all over his cub. The cub looked up at his daddy, the heavier liquid stained and matted his fur overtop the water that had previously covered his fur. Bruce quickly gripped the shower head, aiming it back toward the little otter, the water slowly washing away the bear's shame. Kaio didn't seem to mind though, continuing to lap at the remnants of the salty liquid as it was rinsed from his tiny body.
The bear's scent remained this time. Even through the water pouring over his son he smelt it. He had marked his cub, quite literally. His tip poked out of his sheath as he realized his scent would stick around a bit longer this way. Maybe they'd need to do this more often. He looked at his cub. He didn’t mind it at all either, maybe he should finish what he started. 
Moving the shower head away from Kaio once again, the bear stared at the tiny ott. He gripped hold of his thickening sheath and aimed it towards the cub. With a deep breath he concentrated, pushing with his bladder muscles to finish releasing. Soon enough his stream started back up, tiny sputters dripping at first before turning into a nice waterfall for the tiny toddler. The cub once again began to play around under it, his head and muzzle getting covered in the golden stream his daddy poured over him. The otter started licking at it again, taking in the taste of the older man.
Bruce couldn't help but get hard at the sight and smell, his scent overpowering the tiny otter. His stream's power decreased as he hardened but it also kept him going much, much longer. The otter got closer and closer to keep playing in the stream until his muzzle was right under his daddy's toy as it kept making this fun new tasty water to play with. The otter opened his muzzle up right under it, letting the new liquid pour directly in. 
As Bruce watched the scene below his dick throbbed. He felt as if he were fighting between cumming and continuing to piss. He bent his knees a bit, letting the otter go face to face with his dick, the cub instantly wrapping his muzzle around the tip despite the continued urination. He lapped it up and swallowed slowly, the pee now filling his insides. Seeing the scene in front of him, the otter drinking his piss down with more piss dripping off him and knowing his scent absolutely covered the cub, Bruce began to cum. His urine quickly cut off as his cum forced its way out of his balls, through his dick, past his tip and into his toddler's muzzle. 
Kaio pulled back after swallowing the first load, the pressure quickly overwhelming the cub. The polar bear, knees still bent, couldn't hold himself in place as his huge orgasm hit, quickly collapsing on his butt on the soaked floor, cum spraying the two. Not understanding, Kaio giggled, climbing over his dad's erupting member to climb into his arms. The bear gripped him tightly in an embrace as his orgasm started to subside, loving his little son, his little lover.
He panted, the bear slowly recovering from his intense finish. "Well we made quite the mess, it's a good thing we're in the shower, huh kiddo?" Bruce giggled and held the cub close to him, lovingly.

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Abby held the tuckered out otter close to her chest, giving his soft, slowly breathing body light pets. Her boys must have played hard together, he was so out of it. She smiled down at her beautiful new baby boy. They had only had him for a few weeks but she felt something with him, something that made her heart leap. She felt so happy whenever she held that little body in her arms.
Feeling him stir, she realized her husband had been taking way too long with getting the bottles out. “They’re already clean, you don’t need to wash them! Hurry up before he wakes up!”
In the kitchen Bruce grabbed a bottle out of the cupboard and while popping the top and nipple off he moved it down towards his dick, grunting as a fresh stream of polar bear urine began to pool inside. “Just a few more minutes! Couldn’t find any milk!” He grunted as his stream tapered off slightly, pushing himself to continue to fill the bottle. “I’m getting him some juice!”
The bear dribbled the last few drops into the bottle and tucked his dick back into his pants. He turned on the sink, letting the cold water cool down his piss a bit. He didn’t want to have to explain the warm bottle to his wife. When he thought it cool enough he started off toward the living room and Abby.
Kneeling down next to her, he wrapped his arms around her lovingly, nuzzling her cheek softly from behind. While his new love lay in her lap, he still felt strongly about her. He almost wished he could just come out and tell her what had been going on but he felt like that would be the day all this would end. Better to keep it the amazing way it currently was than to destroy their happiness all together. 
He squeezed his wife tightly and laid the bottle’s nipple in his little lover’s muzzle. The cub instantly recognized the taste and started to suck on it. Bruce was a bit glad he was behind the couch, his hard-on began to slide through his pants. Clearing his throat, the bear placed the bottle into his wife’s paw and gave her a kiss on the cheek. 
“Gotta go see if I can find any milk! If not, I’m gonna have to go get some later!” He stood up, his boner hidden behind Abby. He would get some later, of course, but not before filling a bottle or two more with his own milk in the kitchen as the cub lay there suckling down his piss.
Soon enough the cub finished his drink and squirmed in her arms. She knew what that meant as she lifted the cub up to her shoulder and started to gently bap him on the back. A cute series of little “Erps!” came out of the otter as the gas in his tummy settled. She giggled and laid him back down before noticing a scent- a scent she recognized. A scent she normally wouldn’t have even second guessed around a diapered cub but this was a thicker and heavier smell- one of pee.
She looked around and sniffed the air, continuing to smell it. She lifted the cub up and sniffed the otter’s diaper, finding it barely wet. The polar bear continued to sniff all around him until she smelt it from the otter’s breath. She looked at him for a second. That couldn’t be right. Sniffing again harder, she definitely recognized it. 
Laying him back on her lap she grabbed the discarded bottle and opened it up, sniffing at the contents inside. The scent of urine overwhelmed her sensitive nose. Not only urine but she recognized the scent now- it was Bruce’s scent. She went wide eyed. Her husband fed her kid… pee? His pee? W-why?
She heard a long grunt and moan from the kitchen, a sound she knew very well. He had just cum. She swallowed and looked at her cub, piecing all the information together.
“Oh.”

END OF PART 2