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**************Todd*****************

Todd tugged experimentally at his bonds, twitching nervously with every sound or puff of air that ruffled the white and grey fur covering his soft, naked, round body. The padded leather cuffs held the wolf's arms and legs firmly in an X position, fully exposing every single centimeter of his sensitive flesh for his massive polar bear boyfriend to tease, torment, and otherwise do with what he wanted. Not that he minded, of course; he'd grown to really love the kinkier side of things that Jason had introduced him to.

He inhaled sharply as a tremendous, warm, furry weight settled itself next to his chubby, prone body. He jumped slightly as a gigantic paw landed softly on his chest, gently rubbing, playfully stroking his pink nipples and causing his already hard cock to throb that much harder. It was incredible how much the blindfold over his eyes heightened his already outrageous sensitivity.

"Ya ready, boi," the bear asked in his deep, bassy voice. Todd loved the way that voice rumbled through his chest.

"Yeah," Todd answered.

"Yeah WHAT, boi?"

The wolf uttered a confused 'huh' before realization struck him. "OH! Yes Daddy. Sorry."

The bed groaned its protest and suddenly there was a puff of hot breath in his ear.

"Don't apologize, sweet thang," his bear whispered into his ear.

"Ok, sorry."

A throaty chuckle emanated from beside him. The wolf moaned softly as that massive paw tenderly cupped one side of his face and he felt a wet kiss materialize on the other.

"Yer so godsdamn cute!"

"You arehehehehehehehehahahahahahahaha.....!"

Todd dissolved into helpless giggles as a single blunt claw wiggled furiously about in the sensitive hollow of his exposed armpit.

"Aww, Daddy's poor liddle baby boi abit ticklish," asked the disembodied voice of his boyfriend, dripping with mock sympathy.

The wolf attempted to respond, but wiggling claws found their way into his other helpless armpit as well, cutting off any words that might've been forming on his lips. Jason continued to verbally tease him as his claws went lower down onto his ribs, scritching and kneading both racks from top to bottom and back to front, but Todd couldn't really hear him over his own hysterical laughter and physical thrashing. His mirthful roaring somehow increased in both pitch and desperation, and his back arched off the plush mattress, as powerful hands squeezed his doughy flanks and belly.

However, as excruciatingly ticklish as he was, he refused to say the safe word. As a matter of fact, he was very proud of the fact that out of the few dozen times they'd indulged Jason's particular kink he'd only had to stop it twice, and even Jason was constantly impressed with the sheer amount he could take. When he'd been bound and tormented by his sadistic brothers in his childhood it was literally just a matter of moments before he was crying and begging for mercy, and while he often begged for the bear it was more because that's just what naturally came out of his mouth and not out of a legitimate need for it to stop. Todd had come to realize it was all about trust; he could trust his boyfriend to stop if he wanted it to stop, and because of that there was absolutely zero fear associated with it anymore. The bear always made it a point to remind him he had all the power in the situation, and that was something no one had ever told him before.

All ruminations on the subject were wiped from his mind, however, by claws wiggling, albeit so lightly they almost couldn't be felt at first, against his absolutely most sensitive area; the front portion of his hips and his underbelly area. Considering up until recently Todd couldn't stand to have those spots touched by anything other than the softest feathers imaginable without screaming himself hoarse, after considerable work and training he could handle a little finger tickling there now. Of course there were times, like now, when the wolf questioned whether that was good or not.

Thankfully for the wolf, right as he was about to hit his limit he felt those talented claws move down, squeezing and kneading the quad muscles of his thick, half-white and half-grey furred thighs. Even though it was still bad enough to force mirthful tears -which promptly soaked into the black cloth of his blindfold- from his eyes as he continued howling laughter, it was far more tolerable than the preceding actions. Once again he had to silently thank the gods for giving him a guy who knew exactly when to stop.

He felt Jason shove his thick fingers under his legs to get at the sensitive hollow at the back of his knees before moving down his calves towards their inevitable end point; his broad, tender, low-arched paws. A habit he developed back at home because of his brothers,Todd pretty much never went barefoot; even in his own apartment he always kept his shoes on. The end result of such a quirk was that he had pawpads with roughly the delicate, supple feel of a big fluffy marshmallow. In addition to that, an unexpected side effect of being constantly hidden, his already through the roof levels of sensitivity shot up through the stratosphere and to the outer reaches of the Milky Way.

"NOHOHOHOHOHO PLEHEHEHEHEHEHEASE NOHOHOHOHOT THEHEHEHEHEHERE," he roared as blunt claws lightly raked from his heels up to the base of his chubby, wiggling toes. He'd learned to love any and all attention to his paws, so the pleading for mercy wasn't sincere and therefore the safe word wasn't said. In fact, he wanted more.

"Awe, Daddy's boi havin' a problem?" The bear's deep voice dripped with impishness. His toes were forced back and the stems and pads of them were poked and teased, raising his guffaws to a somehow even higher pitch.

"Maybe my liddle boi'll like this a bit better," he barely heard Jason say over the cacophony of noise he was making. The wolf's right foot continued to be teased and tormented, while a massive paw wrapped around his throbbing cock, the precum dribbling from the head providing excellent lube as it started stroking loosely up and down.

The poor, sweat-soaked wolf's mind felt like it were being pulled in two; on one hand the pleasure of the slow handjob was incredible yet on the other his nervous system still felt as though he were suffering electric shocks from the continuous paw tickles, causing sounds somewhere between deep belly laughs and lusting moans to drag themselves from his throat. Every wiggle, every squirm due to the work on his tender paw, forced him to thrust into the padded paw of his boyfriend, which only made his paw feel more sensitive than before. It was pure torture, and it was pure bliss, and he wanted more. Then, all the sudden, both sensations disappeared.

As he continued giggling and panting, still feeling the tingling effects of blunt claws on his sole, he felt a massive presence between his legs and knew the bear was laying between them. Hot breath suddenly puffing against his throbbing cock confirmed his suspicion.

"Looks like ya gotta liddle problem, boi," his gruff voice said, Todd gasping as a tongue teasingly making a quick run up the length of his shaft, "want Daddy ta help ya with that?"

"P-please," he whimpered.

"Then say it, boi."

"Please Daddy," he pleaded passionately, "please suck my cock! I'll do anything!"

A throaty chuckled his his sensitive ears. "That's my boi."

Todd threw his head back and inhaled sharply as Jason took his entire manhood into his hot, wet maw in one go. As his member was massaged on all sides by the fleshy tunnel of the bear's throat, the wolf whimpered. Gods how he hated that, after all this time, he still whimpered when they had sex. The polar bear, for some unknown reason, thought it was cute, but it made Todd flush and cringe self-reflexively with embarrassment. He thought it made him sound pathetic and desperate and needy, but there was nothing he could do about it at the moment.

Todd arched his back in pleasure as the bear's hot maw continued it's slow rhythmic sucking. He wanted to thrust at his own pace, but he couldn't move his pelvis at all due to the Jason's arms laying over his thighs and holding him firmly in place. Those massive arms extended up both his sides, effectively holding him, the warmth and comfort from them making the sloppy BJ even better. He thrashed his head back in forth, the unparalleled bliss of thick fingers suddenly and tenderly stroking his sensitive pink nipples almost too much for him to handle.

It didn't take long before it finally did become to much to handle. A mighty howl, so loud and powerful it belied his fairly small stature, erupted from his muzzle as he shot wave after wave of ropey hot jizz down the bear's willing throat. Stars of red, gold and green exploded in the darkness that'd replaced the rotund wolf's vision as post-orgasm tremors shook his chubby body. His heavy panting was occasionally broken by overexcited whimpers as a teasing tongue or fingertip would make contact with his drained balls or hyper-sensitive cock.

The deep, disembodied voice of the older polar bear broke through the fog of post-coital bliss to reach his ears, asking, "Feel good, baby?"

This was followed with a throaty chuckle.

The young, spent wolf wearily nodded. He moaned softly as he finally noticed a massive paw gently rubbing his considerable belly. He felt a sudden lightness and chill around him and the bed under him creaked significantly, signaling the departure of the gigantic polar bear from his previous spot. A tugging at his ankle told him he was being released from his bonds, and a after a few moments he was cautiously lowering his sore arms down to his sides, resting his hands on his flabby chest. He gave a little startled cry as the blindfold was lifted, returning his --at first extremely blurry-- vision. Jason's handsome, smiling face, ice-blue eyes shining, appeared in front of him.

"Hi," the bear said.

"Hehe, hi."

The chubby grey wolf gave a short yelp as he was gently rolled onto his ample belly. He closed his eyes and moaned softly in the back of his throat as Jason massaged his shoulders and back with those gigantic, powerful hands of his. At first Todd was always kind of tense during these post-tickling rubdowns the polar bear liked to perform, still unused to being touched by other fur's hands, but as his boyfriend slowly began to boost his confidence he enjoyed it more and more. And Jason was fantastic at it too; despite the obvious potential strength coursing through his muscles he could easily hold back to deliver what the wolf considered the perfect pressure.

As the polar bear reached his meaty feet, fingers sinking deliciously into his pillowy paw pads, a thought suddenly appeared to Todd through the fog of pleasure and drowsiness in his brain.

"Jason, you haven't cum yet have you?"

"Naw," he said, "but don't worry ya cute liddle head over it, not much in the mood ta cum."

"D-did I do something wrong," Todd asked, peering over his shoulder with genuine concern.

The bear laughed --gods Todd loved that laugh-- and patted Todd's thick calf. "Bless yer heart Sweet Thang, no! Jus' tired, had a long day. Don't worry, ya can make it up ta me in tha mornin'."

The wolf looked over at the clock and was shocked to see it was almost 2am; close to 3 hours had passed since the cuffs were strapped to his wrists/ankles.

"Wow, it is late, huh?"

Jason shifted from his position and laid on his side facing the wolf, head settled on pillow. His eyes were already on the verge of shutting on the day for good as Todd snuggled up against him, head against his broad, muscular chest.

"I love you, Jason," he said.

A pudgy finger under his chin lifted his head until he was looking up at his lover's face, smiling sleepily. Their lips met.

"I love ya too, Todd.

************************Jason**********************

Jason casually teased and stroked his half-hard cock through his shorts as he looked down upon his handiwork. His self-satisfied smile grew wider and wider every time his boyfriend Todd --completely naked, blindfolded, and bound spread eagle to his bedframe-- twitched, jerked, and whimpered in that adorable way of his. He could stand there and just watch that beautiful, chubby body squirm in anticipation all night long, but he wasn't cruel enough to leave that gorgeous cock --which he was pleased to see was already hard-- of his unplayed with.

He grunted as he sat down next to the pudgy grey wolf, taking somewhat perverse pleasure in the gasp of surprise that emanated from him, and laid a paw on his fluffy chest, playfully stroking his pale pink nipples.

"Ya ready, boi," he asked.

"Yeah."

"Yes WHAT, boi," he demanded, sounding the part of the Dom.

There was a short pause, then, "OH! Yes Daddy. Sorry."

The bed groaned in protest as the massive polar bear leaned down to Todd's pointed ear.

"Don't apologize, sweet thang," he whispered.

"Ok. Sorry."

Jason couldn't help but chuckle. He gently cupped the side of the wolf's face and planted a moist kiss on his cheek.

"Yer so godsdamn cute!"

"You ahahahahahahahahahahahahare...!"

Before he could finish his response, Jason cut him off by wiggling one of his blunt claws in the sensitive hollow of his exposed and helpless armpit. "Aww, Daddy's poor liddle baby boi abit ticklish," he teased.

Before the wolf could respond Jason attacked his other pit as well, all his black claws wiggling about in the tender valleys under his arms like minnows darting in the shallows. The bear couldn't help but marvel at the ferocity with which he tugged at his bonds, the white nylon rope attaching the leather cuffs at his wrists and ankles to the four bed corners creaking their protest. Despite the softness of the wolf's body and his shy personality, he was deceptively strong. He'd have to be, the polar bear figured, considering the massive size and weight of the antique furniture he worked with.

"That's it boi, let it all out an' laugh fer Daddy," he said teasingly.

He rendered the poor, thrashing wolf completely unable to respond by sliding down lower onto his meaty ribcage. Todd shrieked as the bony structures were kneaded, squeezed and stritched expertly, like how a master violinist handles his Stradivarius. Much like a violin, Jason had discovered through many hours of exploration that he could cause the wolf's laughter to hit different pitches by working different areas of his ribs; he could tickle towards the back for deeper, richer belly laugh, while going more to the front or lower to his floating ribs raised it back up higher and far more frenzied. The grey-furred mammal's back arched up off the plush mattress as Jason went lower still, squeezing the fleshy, helpless flanks ruthlessly from the bottom of his ribs to the top arches of his hip bones.

Jason deemed that now was the perfect time for this particular session to hit its absolute peak, so he pulled out his big guns and flicked his claws, with feather-lite pressure, against the fatty area above the wolf's hard cock and under his belly. Todd shrieked laughter, and the polar bear smiled wide watching his soft belly wobble like a furry water balloon as he thrashed furiously back and forth. He was consistently proud of and impressed by his boyfriend's stamina and just how far he'd managed to come. Just a short time ago he'd have been screaming the safe word at the top of his lungs at the first stroke of this, by far his most sensitive spot, but due to a lot of work on his part, building up a tolerance, he could handle finally handle it.

Despite the wolf's newfound endurance, Jason didn't stay there long; he pushed just to the point where he could tell Todd was starting to run out of air and moved on. He brushed over the thick, grey-furred thighs, shoved his hands underneath to get at the sensitive hollows behind his knees, and down his calves/shins until he finally reached his favorite spot, those beautiful chubby paws of his. He stopped to admire them for a moment; broad soles, meaty heels, thick and stubby toes, low arches, and delicate paw pads that were pale pink and just as tender and squishy as any marshmallow. Just as tasty, too, but that's not what he was there for at the moment so he settled all 10 claws at his heels and slowly and gently raked all the way up to the base of those madly-wiggling toes.

"NOHOHOHOHOHOH PLEHEHEHEHEHEHASE NOHOHOHOHOHOHOT THEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHERE," the wolf screamed, but he didn't stop, nor really even alter what he was doing in the slightest, opting to drag his claws all the way back down his soles before repeating the raking motions.

"Aww, Daddy's boi havin' a problem," he asked impishly, holding back his thick toes --which he'd scrunched tightly in a vain attempt to dull the sensations-- with the heels of his hands to tenderly poke and pinch their stems.

"Maybe my liddle boi'll like this a bit better," he said, reaching back and wrapping a hand around the leaking, throbbing wolf cock with one hand while he continued to tease his flailing right paw.

He couldn't stop the chuckles that bubbled up from his throat as he listened to that wonderful mix of laughter and moans that issued forth from his boyfriend, and it brought Puckish thought into his head. He stopped both the tickling and the stroking, watching with delight as the poor, exhausted little wolf continued to twitch and giggle for a few minutes as both sensations slowly left his body. He switched his position, laying on his belly between the Todd's outstretched legs, and puffed his hot, moist breath onto the throbbing bright-red cock in front of him. He chuckled again as that drew another gasp in response.

"Looks like ya got a liddle problem, boi," he teased, dragging the tip of his tongue from the base of the throbbing member up to the swollen, leaking tip, "want Daddy ta help ya with that?"

"P-please."

"Then say it, boi."

"Please Daddy," he whimpered pitifully, "please suck my cock, I'll do anything!"

That was music to Jason's ears. "That's my boi."

The wolf threw his head back as Jason took his whole 6-inch, girthy member into his hot, wet maw in one go, rolling his tongue around the shaft to form a sort of double-sleeve situation. The polar bear closed his eyes and moaned softly in pleasure from both the sweet thick pre-cum sliding down his throat and those wonderful whimpers coming from his boyfriend. Todd had told him it embarrassed him how much he whimpered during sex, but the bear loved it! Unlike most other 'doms,' he didn't really care about actually dominating other furs; with his size and strength that was way too easy. No, what turned him on was another man willingly submitting to him, and those exuberant whimpers were a clear indication of the wolf's letting go and giving in to him.

He could feel the wolf trying to thrust upward into his mouth, but Jason wasn't planning on letting him control the pace so he repositioned so his massive, heavy arms were over Todd's thunder thighs, effectively holding him still.

The polar bear took things nice and slow, and judging by the way Todd was panting, sweating and squirming helplessly, it was driving the wolf up the wall. He kept it up for a short time until he decided now was the time to really turn up the juice. He reached up and tenderly stroked his boyfriend's pink nipples, his thrashing and moaning increasing tenfold in response. The white-furred balls pressed against the polar bear's chin tightened and a titanic howl ripped from Todd's throat as sweet, molten jizz, a raging torrent of it, began pouring down his throat. Jason drank it all down with gusto, greedily sucking up every last drop until the river of cum slowed to a trickle, then a stop.

He gave an occasional playful stroke to the Todd's oversensitive balls and shaft as he waited for the poor, exhausted wolf to recover.

"Feel good, baby," he asked, chuckling.

The wolf gave a shallow nod, moaning softly. Chuckling, Jason slowly shifted positions to the end of the bed again, planting gentle kisses on Todd's legs as he went. He carefully and quickly unbuckled the black leather straps around his ankles, releasing them, then did the same with his wrists. The chubby wolf gave a short, startled cry as he removed the blindfold from his eyes. The huge polar bear smiled as he looked down onto his lover's exhausted, yet clearly contented, face, fur matted with sweat and tears.

"Hi," he said as he laid a gigantic paw on his soft chest.

"Hehe, hi."

He loosely gripped Todd's shoulder and hip and rolled him onto his pillowy belly, eliciting a quick yelp from him, and started his usual post-session rubdown. Just like how a "cool down" period is important after a workout to help prevent injury, Jason steadfastly believed it was important to always help relax his boy's body after a good bondage/tickling evening; after all, it wasn't really all that different from an actual workout. He started at the shoulders, working his fingers into the fatigued muscle of his back as he slowly moved down to his wide waist. He dug his fingertips into areas around the wolf's hip joints, being extremely careful to only use a little bit of his enormous strength, then down his thick legs to his favorite spot, those beautiful tender paw.

His fingertips sank into Todd's dusty-pink pawpads, the texture and softness of which reminded him of the mochi cakes at his favorite Japanese place, and he gently squeezed and kneaded his excruciatingly sensitive feet. Jason absolutely loved his lover's paws! In all his years, all the men he'd played with, he'd never come across tootsies as soft, sensitive, and sexy as his. The feel, the scent, the taste; everything about them was fucking perfect! His concentration was suddenly broken as the grey wolf spoke up suddenly.

"Jason, you haven't cum yet have you?"

"Naw, but don't you worry ya cute liddle head about it, not much in tha mood ta cum."

"D-did I do something wrong," he responded, looking over his shoulder, clearly worried.

Sweet Thang, no! Jus' tired, had a long day. Don't worry, ya can make it up ta me in tha mornin'."

The wolf nodded, then looked over at the clock on the side table next to the bed.

"Wow, it is late, huh?"

Jason laid the wolf's paws back down and settled in next on his side, facing Todd, nestling his head onto the pillows. His eyes were on the very of closing for the last time that day as he felt his boyfriend nuzzle up against his chest.

"I love you, Jason."

Jason slid a thick finger under his chin and tilted up until they were looking eye to eye.

"I love ya too, Todd."