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Todd looked into the bathroom mirror, holding different shirts up to his pudgy body only to shake his head 'no' with every garment, shaking his ample butt in time to the OK Go song playing over his phone. He finally made his selection, a long sleeve button-up in a shade of light purple somewhere between lilac and lavender, and pulled it on, covering his wobbly belly and chest, leaving the top two buttons undone and rolling the sleeves halfway up his chunky forearms. He tucked it into his dark wash jeans and checked the mirror again. He frowned, trying in vain to slick down the cowlick that was always there on the top of his head and failing. He got it down as well as he could and, grabbing his phone, walked into his bedroom and sat on the bed. He slipped on a pair of black socks and then went about the task of pulling on a new pair of leather shoes. He'd just bought them earlier that day and they were stiff and a little painful to wear, but there was nothing he could do about that except wear them until they loosened. On any normal day he wouldn't have given new shoes, especially fancy one like these, any thought at all, but that day was NOT any normal day. He had a date with Jason, and while he didn't know exactly what he was planning, he received a text the day before from the older polar bear saying he had something special planned, so the short, chubby wolf wanted to look his absolute best.

He checked the time on his phone screen and realized he still had some time before starting the walk over to Jason's place so he wasted some time by thumbing through the dozens and dozens of photos he'd taken of his boyfriend. Boyfriend! No matter how many times he thought about it he still just couldn't believe it! He, Todd Havard, an utterly unremarkable --in his own words-- fat grey-furred wolf, had a boyfriend! And not just a boyfriend, but an incredible, smart, funny boyfriend with a stunning body and the most amazing smile! He knew it was only a matter of time before the massive white bear came to his senses and dropped the wolf for someone more on his level, but he was determined to enjoy himself until then.

And enjoy himself he had! It'd been almost 2 months since they first meet and every minute he'd spent with the him was fantastic; whether they were out at one of the fancy restaurants the bear liked to take him to, out antiquing (an interest the two shared), or, Todd's personal favorite, cuddling on Jason's couch or in his bed in post-coital bliss, it'd been the best 7 weeks of his life!

Thinking about time, he checked again and stood up to leave to start the 20-minute walk to Jason's place, grabbing his jacket on the way out. He was grimacing in pain due to the tight, stiff leather of his shoes before he even made it down to the main floor of his building from the fourth floor, and flat out sweating and hobbling by the time he reached the beautifully-restored building the bear called home. He limped his way over to the elevator and then, once he'd reached the 5th floor, to apartment #20. He could hear some old blues song coming from the bear's abode, and he smelled some delicious aroma. He reached a chubby fist forward and knocked on the door.

"Just a sec," came the deep, bassy voice of the polar bear from behind the door. A few moments of silence --except for the music-- and then he heard heavy footsteps approaching the door. It opened, and the frame was completely filled with the gigantic, 8ft tall body of the bear. He was dressed simply in medium-wash jeans and a white button-up and, oddly enough, a blue-and-white striped apron. Todd's heart lept up into his throat seeing he was barefoot, his thick, beefy, pillowy feet, fuzzy white tops and black-padded soles, fully on display.

"Hey sweet thang," he said, making the wolf blush like he did everytime he called him that, "good ta see ya!"

He took the wolf up in a big, near-crushing bearhug and held him, planting a soft kiss on his forehead before letting him back down on his feet.

"C'mon in, baby, you're just in time," he said, moving his bulk aside to let Todd through. As he passed him into the condo, Jason couldn't help but notice the astounding amount of sweat soaked into the back and underarm area of the wolf's shirt and the pained way he seemed to be walking, despite him clearly trying to hide the pain.

"Y'ok, sweet thang," he asked concernedly, placing a huge strong paw on the back of the wolf's neck and tenderly rubbing, "ya look like yer hurtin' alittle there."

He turned his head and looked up into Jason's face. "I'm fine, just new shoes. So what's this 'special' date you have planned?"

"Welp, I was thinkin' the other day we've been seein' each other fer a while now and I haven't cooked fer you yet, an' that just won't do. I hope ya like Chicken Kiev!"

"Gee, I don't know, don't think I've ever had it. This is so exciting, I've never had a guy cook for me before!!"

Jason couldn't help but chuckle at the excitement of the young wolf, a warm glow in his chest as Todd practically bounced where he stood. He leaned down, almost doubling completely over, and kissed the sweet chunky lupine firmly on the lips. It only lasted for a few moments before the oven timer, signalling the completion of their meal.

"Saved, fer now, by the bell, sweet thang," he said with a smirk, stepping over into the kitchen and removing a baking dish loaded down with breaded chicken leaking herb butter from the oven.

"Take a seat an' I'll fix yer plate."

He did as he was asked, walking uncomfortably over to the small, two-person cafe-style table in the combo kitchen/dining area and sat down, a plate set in front of him quickly after. Jason took his seat across from him and they both dug in. The Chicken Kiev was a huge success, Todd complementing the bear's cooking skills almost to the point he was afraid it was getting annoying, not knowing Jason's ego was soaking it all greedily up. Once they'd eaten every last morsel Todd helped the bear clean up and they moved to the oversized, overstuffed couch in the living area, settling in right next to each other.

Todd could no longer stand having those leather torture devices tightly encasing his feet, so the first thing he did on sitting down was leaning over and start pulling them off. He moaned loudly in relief as he freed his extremely tender paws.

"Oh that feels better than sex!"

"Is that so," the bear asked playfully. "Guess I need more practice, huh?"

"Oh no no no, y-you're incredible," Todd said, worried he might've actually offended Jason, "I-i-i just meant it feels so good to have those off! They really hurt."

"They do, huh? How 'bout I help y'out with that?" With that he simply pointed at the wolf's paws, still clad in sweatsoaked black socks, and pointed at his lap.

Todd looked at his lap and back up at his face. "Are you sure?"

Jason just nodded, so the wolf shifted around until he was laying down, head on the armrest, and tentatively rested his paws on his lap. Immediately massive, cushy hands took hold of them, tenderly squeezing and massaging them, making the wolf whimper and moan in pleasure and relief. Plump fingers worked their magic all over his soles, pads and toes, pressing deeper into them to relax the tendons under the skin. The bear gingerly peeled Todd's sweaty socks off, exposing his pink pawpads to the air, so he could rub the tops of his feet and his ankles as well. Pretty soon the pain was nonexistant but Jason didn't stop; he rubbed, lovingly pampering the paws in his lap, for well over 30 minutes, until the wolf's eyes were starting to get heavy and he was on the verge of sleep. The bear clearing his throat and gently patting his meaty thigh forced his eyes open and he was baffled and, frankly, shocked to see Jason looking nervous for a change.

"Baby, I wanna ask ya somethin'," he said.

"You can ask me anything," Todd replied apprehensively.

"Well, ya know I like ticklin' ya, an' we both like playin' with paws, but there's somethin' else I like AI was hopin' to do tonight if ya were ok with it."

"Um....ok."

"It's nothin' gross or painful, I swear, and ya don't have to if ya don't wanna, but I'm kinda...into...bondage."

Todd's heart pounded painfully in his chest. He'd often been tied down by his sadistic brothers and being that helpless was awful, but he wanted to make Jason happy so there was nothing to do but just power through it.

"O-o-ok, we c-can do that."

The bear removed one hand from the wolf's paws and gently cupped Todd's cheek. "Sweet thang, please don't say ok just 'cause ya think it's what I wanna hear. Ya can say 'no' and I promise I won't be upset, really. But afore ya make yer decision, let me show ya somethin' real quick!"

He gently lifted the wolf's stubby legs just enough for him to slide out, then set them back down on the couch before disappearing into the bedroom. Todd heard shuffling and clanging before Jason came back out holding something, a pair of metal wrist cuffs lined with what looked like padded velvet. He lifted his legs once more and slide back under them.

"These are what I'd be using on ya if ya agreed to it. Ya see these little levers here right above where they lock? Those are quick-release switches. If'n ya got scared or I was too slow letting ya up all ya have ta do is push those levers down an' ya'd be free."

He handed one of them to wolf, who took it in his own hands, mystified. He locked it in the air, then pushed the lever. It immediately opened. Feeling a little bolder he locked it around his own wrist --it was surprisingly comfy-- and tried the lever again. Once again if opened instantly. The fact that escape was possible made him feel a bit more at ease, something Jason could sense.

"So whaddya think," he asked. Todd took a few more minutes before making his desicion. "Ok, let's do it. Just, be gentle with me, ok?"

Jason brought both the wolf's paws up to his lips and kissed each individual toetip. "Of course, sweet thang. Hop on up an' head ta tha bedroom." ****************************************************************************** Todd licked his lips nervously and swallowed the nervous lump in his throat. He was completely naked and tied in an X-position, a padded black blindfold covering his eyes. He tugged experimentally at his bonds, testing them, to find there was really no slack whatsoever, no way to protect himself. Not being able to see, however, was easily more distressing than not being able to move. He had no idea where Jason was or what he was doing, and every single draft touching his body made him twitch in anticipation.

Jason, meanwhile, was drinking in the beautiful chubby body before him. He'd undressed down to his boxerbriefs and was slowly teasing his already hard cock through the material as the wolf whimpered and pulled futilely at the ropes securing his limbs. He stood right next to the bed and placed a massive hand right above the cuff on his ankle, smiling to himself as the wolf gasped and jerked reflexively at his touch. He gently and slowly dragged his hand up Todd's calf and thigh, across his hip, over his rotund belly, and ended on his chest between his pecs. He climbed up on the bed and straddled the smaller fur, settling a good bit of his weight across Todd's thick thighs. He tenderly rubbed the wolf's chest and shoulders with his giant mitts.

"Ready, baby?"

Todd nodded, taking a deep breath as he did, and Jason leaned down to plant a tiny kiss on his pink nosetip before starting. Those huge, strong hands of his moved to the sides and started off by stroking and teasing the rims of his armpits with just his fingertips. The wolf only gasped and squirmed first, but Jason was persistent, and soon his lips curled up into a smile and dissolved into helpless giggles. The feather-lite touches were maddening, and things only got worse as the bear took to softly brushing the very ends of the thicker tufts of fur under his arms.

"What's wrong, sweet thang, does this tickle," he asked teasingly.

"Hehehehehe yeheheheheheahahahaha!"

"Good! Coochie coochie coo, baby!"

Jason slowly sent his dull claws in torturous spirals starting on the outsides of the wolf's sweating armpits down to their very center, then back again. The ever-patient bear did that for almost 20 minutes, then slowly dragged his claws from Todd's elbows to midway down his ribcage and up for the same length of time until the poor wolf was thrashing desperately and practically screaming in ticklish agony. The massive polar bear was an expert in awakening the nerves of any guy, even those who weren't particular sensitive, so that any touch was pure ticklish hell, so the already excruciatingly ticklish Todd was easy pickings.

The bear moved down so he was sitting cross-legged between Todd's outstretched legs, momentarily surprised to see the wolf was rock hard, and began poking between his ribs, his back arching and his writhing more intense the lower down he prodded. He couldn't keep himself from chuckling at the way his soft belly jiggled and wobbled when he explored his navel and the area directly underneath it with a probing claw.

"I swear, yer so fuckin' cute, baby!"

Any reply the wolf could've made was cut off by a laugh so hard, loud and heavy it was really more like a scream as the bear's claws dipped down to that fatty area under his belly and above his cock.

"PLEASE STAHP," he shrieked desperately.

Even though the massive, older fur stopped immediately it still took Todd several minutes to cease laughing enough to actually speak.

"I...hehehe...I'm sorry, I'm just too sensitive under there."

"That's ok, sweet thang," Jason answered, rubbing the wolf's thighs. Suddenly an idea came to him! Todd didn't know, but the bear had assembled a small number of tools he'd thought about using on a small sidetable next to the bed. "Hey, if yer willin' ta try I might have somethin' ya can handle, and if ya can't after a couple minutes I'll let it go and not touch there again, ok?"

"Well, ok, but just a couple minutes."

Jason excidedly reached over and plucked the absolute softest feather he had, a large ostrich feather, from the array of implements and gently pushed his overhanging belly up and out of the way. He didn't bother to ask if Todd was ready, opting instead to brush the flimsy fronds over the hyper-sensitive area. The reaction was immediate; back arched, head thrown back, gales of hysterical laughter bursting forth from his wideopen maw, but no pleading to stop so that was an improvement.

Jason just couldn't believe how sensitive the entire pelvic region of the rotund wolf was, assuming that area was so tender because of how rarely he'd been touched there. No matter what the reason, the polar bear felt electricity shoot up his spine watching the poor fur writhe from even just this tiny amount of stimulation. Despite his joy of finding a way to tease the problem area, he could tell from the sheer extremity of his reactions that if he kept this up he might just tickle the poor wolf into unconciousness so it would be best to move on. Luckily he knew just the spot!

He shifted his considerable bulk to the end of the bed and braced the wolf's broad, nearly-flat left foot with one massive hand and lightly feathered the dusty pink pawpads with the fluffy ostrich plume. The response wasn't as intense as his underbelly, but it was close as the feather traced it's way from the broad heel, up his low arch and along the base of his chubby toes before heading back down again. Jason brushed the stems and pads of Todd's toes, forcing the wolf's laughter to hit a higher pitch. The larger fur couldn't help but laugh himself watching the stubby digits try desperately to grip the torturing plume as he dragged it between them only to end up tickling himself more.

After thoroughly exploring one chubby paw he switched over to the other, following the same slowly, deliberate pattern. As he came to the end of his exploration, figuring he'd done all he could with the feather, he decided to drop it and concentrated on lightly skittering his dull claws on the velvety, pillowy pink pads.

Todd was in tickle hell! He threw his head back and shrieked laughter when the bear's claws made contact with the tender flesh of soles and yet, despite the ferocious attempts to break from his bonds and the intensity of his guffaws and howling, all physical signs of wanting it to stop, he was fully erect and slinging precum all over himself. He almost wanted more! What complicated things even more was he still didn't understand why he liked Jason tickling him when he'd spent his entire life despising those sensations, but at this point what did it really matter?

By the time Jason had thoroughly tormented the helpless paws before him, the poor wolf had lost the ability to laugh anymore, shaking in silent mirth instead, and he was too exhausted to do more than quiver. The polar bear thought about using one of the myriad brushes on the tray next to the bed but ultimately decided his boyfriend had had enough, but there was one more thing he wanted to do, and he was positive Todd would have no objections.

He slide off his boxers as he took up his former spot sitting cross-legged between the wolf's meaty white and grey thighs and reached over to the tray, grabbing two boar-bristle artist's brushes, dipping them in an open jar of olive oil. A deep, sucking gasp was the blindfolded wolf's response to the application of those lubricated bristles to his erect, drooling cock. He lightly slid the business ends of them up and down the shaft, tracing the thick member's veins, and teasing just under the ridge of the cockhead.

The poor exhausted wolf, soaked in sweat, could do nothing but moan loudly as he was delicately teased closer and closer to his inevitable orgasm. He was shocked at just how much more intensely he could feel everything with his sight taken away, like there were a thousand brushes edging his cock instead of just the two!

Jason knew the wolf was close; his cock was throbbing and steadily streaming precum like a loose faucet. To push him just that little extra step over the edge he positioned his gigantic, pillowy-soft foot right against his fuzzy balls and wiggled his thick toes against the sensitive orbs. That was exactly what Todd needed; his head flew back and he let out an ear-splitting howl as he let loose with the single most intense orgasm of his life. The first wave of ropey semen came on with such power it splattered the headboard above him. The second wave stained the black blindfold white, and the third, fourth and fifth matted his chest and belly-fur.

Jason set the brushes aside and stood from his position, immediately releasing the spent wolf from his bonds and removing the blindfold, allowing Todd to see for the first time in roughly 2 hours. The polar bear left him laying there momentarily to walk into the bathroom and wet a washcloth, which he then used to tenderly bathe the smaller fur's face of the sweat, cum and tears it was soaked in. He then cleaned up his jizzy torso as well as he could with the rag before gently rolling the rotund wolf over on his belly. He rubbed and massaged Todd from head to toe, making sure to focus on his shoulders and hips since those were the areas most likely to be sore from the way he was tied.

Jason planted a wet kiss on the two upturned soles and laid down on his side next to the wolf, head propped up on his hand.

"So, whadday think?"

"It's alot to handle, but it was fun," he said sleepily.

"Good! Gotta say, I'm impressed by how long ya went. Think ya maybe wanna do this again sometime," he asked, hope in his voice.

"Sure, I'd be willing to do it again every now and then."

The bear excitedly pressed against Todd's back, wrapping his huge arms around him in a big hug in response. As nice as the cuddling was, the wolf couldn't help but notice something that needed his attention.

"You're still hard," he said. "Did you not cum yet?"

"Naw, I wanted ta make sure ya got yer's first."

Todd rolled over, with some difficulty considering he was weighed down with the bear's bulk, and looked at Jason with a mischievous grin on his rounded, jowly face.

"Well, you helped me so it's only fair I help you. Lay on your back and spread your legs."

Jason chuckled as he did as he was told, letting the small wolf take control for once. He crossed his powerful arms behind his head and watched with curiosity as Todd climbed between his massive legs with his head pointing towards the foot of the bed. Things became immediately clear why he was in that position when the wolf pressed either side of the bear's 8" cock with his supple, chubby soles. He moaned as those warm, moist paws slowly slid up and down his shaft, an even mix of precum and footsweat as lubrication.

Todd savored the moans of pleasure coming from the gigantic bear behind him and the warm of the erect member rubbing against his tender pawpads. He kept it up for a few minutes, until he knew Jason wasn't paying attention to what the rest of him was doing, before implementing the rest of his plan. He wasn't much for 'vengeance,' but the tray of tools and his proximity to the bear's paws just too much to ignore. He reached over and grabbed one of the many feathers on display, one much stiffer than the one used on him, and began brushing Jason's fully-padded black right sole.

The response was immediate! His 5 chubby toes wiggled furiously and his moans were mixed with deep rolling belly laughs. The bear gripped Todd's stroking feet and held them firm, thrusting up into them as he guffawed and squirmed. The pressure in his balls built up heavily and quickly, the typically dominant bear enjoying being the one on the business end of the feather, and within minutes he was roaring out his orgasm, drowning the wolf's paws with his hot seed.

Several minutes past with Jason laying back panting and Todd rubbing the sensitive flesh he'd been teasing before the bear reached lazily over and picked up the cummy rag he'd cleaned his lover with. He reached blindly down and gently cleaned the wolf's paws. If his orgasm had been just a little less intense he would've sat up and licked them clean, but those playful tickles had really amped thing up to a whole different erotic level. Once his paws were dried --as well as they could be with a moist rag anyway-- Todd climbed back up and snuggled up next to the massive bear, head nestled in the crook of one thick arm.

"Hey sweet thang," the bear said after several minutes of silence, "there's...somethin' else I wanted to talk to ya about."

"Hmm," he questioned sleepily, "what's that?"

"There's somethin' I've been wanting ta say, been thinkin' 'bout how to do it all day, an' I think the best thing to do is just come out with it."

Todd's face and chest burned. This was it, the moment the bear finally admitted to him things just weren't 'working out' and it's 'not you, it's me' had come. Even though he'd prepared himself for that inevitability, it still felt like someone was in the process of performing extensive surgery on his insides with no anesthetic. 'Just don't cry,' he reminded himself, 'don't you DARE cry.'

"Come out with what," he said as blankly as he could manage, in his mind already out of the bear's arms and back alone in his apartment where he belonged.

"Well, I, um, I...." Jason swallowed his own lump of nervousness. "I love you, Todd!"

The wolf stared in utter disbelief at the blushing bear, assuming he heard him wrong. "Wha...what?"

"I-i know we only been datin' a little while but I can't deny how I fee, I love everythin' about ya! Was this too early? Did I freak y'out? I freaked y'out didn't I?"

Todd did exactly what he told himself he would never do, he cried, burying his face against Jason's neck and soaking the fur there in tears of joy and complete surprise. He spoke the words that had been circulating on the periphery of his mind for two weeks but refused to acknowledge.

"I love you, Jason!!"

Tears streamed from the bear's eyes as he clutched his sobbing boyfriend tighter, vowing to never let go of the man that made the bear feel like the best possible version of himself whenever they were together.