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"How do I always let you talk me into this," Todd asked as his polar bear boyfriend slipped a blindfold over his eyes. He was naked, and his round, grey-and-white body was face down on their couch in the living room of the apartment they shared. His wrists were tied together and held out in front of him; likewise his chubby ankles were tied together with his paws hooked helplessly over the cushioned arm of the piece of furniture. His big toes were also tied together, and the older bear had attached them to his ankles, forcing them back and making his tender paws completely immobile.

Jason planned to follow through on his "threat" of testing just how sensitive the pedicure he'd recieved earlier had made him, and the wolf would be lying if he said he wasn't kind of curious.

"'Cause ya like it too, boy," Jason replied cheerfully, planting a kiss between his shoulder blades.

The chubby wolf moaned softly as the bear lightly dragged his claws down his back as he walked down to where his boyfriend's feet were anchored. He lowered his bulk into the chair he'd moved to face Todd's upturned paws and took in the beautiful sight before him. From his broad heels and low arches up to his dusty pink paw pads and short, pudgy toes, he'd never seen feet as perfect as Todd's! That wasn't even taking their musky scent/taste and their buttery-soft suppleness into account.

He glanced at the collection of feathers he'd gathered and sat on the table before tying Todd down and settled on the one he'd start with. It was his intention to start with the softest, flimsiest one he had and graduate to the stiffest, and he knew exactly where to start; an ostrich feather! It was so delicate, with each frond flimsy and almost string-like, really the only thing he used it for was tickling ears and faces, so if it got a reaction from the chubby wolf he'd be shocked.

And shocked he was as the limp plumes --one in each hand-- made contact with the delicate pads and soft giggles immediately bubbled out of the poor wolf's maw!

"Oh boy, you are so fucked," he said with mock severity as he dragged them up and down his immobile, upturned soles.

He spent several minutes using the soft-structured ostrich feathers, and although Todd's laughter never went past giggles and slight hip wiggles, he was enjoying himself immensely. However, as much as he enjoyed the gentle teasing, it was time to go up one in intensity. He set the ostrich feathers down and picked up his next two weapons. He didn't know why type of bird they could be from, they weren't much stiffer than the previous plumes he was using but they were long and narrow, making them perfect for wrapping around and between toes, and it didn't really matter to him.

"OOHOHOHOHOHOHO NOHOHOHOHOHOHO," the wolf cried out as Jason began the toe-wrapping technique he liked using those specific feathers for, lacing them over and under each toe and then slowly pulling them out.

"PLEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEASE NOHOHOHOHOT THE TOHOHOHOHOHOES! AAHAHAHAHAHANY WHEHEHEHEHEHERE BUHHUHUHUT THEHEHEHEHEHEHERE!!"

"But yer sweet liddle toes'r practically beggin' fer it, just look at 'em try'n wiggle," he teased as the plumes slowly wound and unwound over, under, and between each chubby digit like some kind of tiny, sentient feathery snakes.

The long feathers giving constant attention to his stubby, broad toes were doing an excellent job. Todd's giggling had increased in pitch and frequency and his hips were squirming in earnest now. Jason could've sat there all day just tickling his toes like that, watching his ample ass cheeks wiggle back and forth hypnotically, but it was time to up the ante. He stopped, but left those feathers where they were wrapped up in the wolf's toes to pick up his next selection; short, mildly-stiff chicken feathers. He didn't start right away, however, he sat there a moment to take a drink of scotch from the glass on the table and to let his boyfriend have a small breather.

As Todd lay there enjoying the short respite he became aware for the first time of his own erection, pleasantly pressed between his flabby belly and the soft cushion of the couch. It was so perfectly positioned, he couldn't stop himself from slowly humping the plush seat below him. He moaned as the cloth caressed him, but those moans rapidly swerved over to belly laughs as the polar bear began dusting his pink pawpads with the feathers.

"Nuh uh, boy, you ain't cummin' 'til I say," Jason exclaimed as he held the feathers horizontally so they touched every bit of tender flesh as he dragged them from his heels to the base of his toes and back again.

Todd was truly struggling now, torso squirming and claws dug into the couch, and his laugh grew more frenzied as his multiplied sensitivity was exploited. He broke out in a sweat, which unfortunately provided lubrication for his soles and made the constant tickling, as light as it was, even worse! The sheen of sweat, the pedicure earlier, and his own innate sensitivity were all combining to create a perfect storm of maddening ticklish fury. He was positive his nerves had never been this responsive in his entire life.

Unfortunately, Jason was about to go in for the kill. He dropped the plumes in his hands and picked up turkey feathers, long, wide, stiff things with a somewhat squared-off tip that made them perfect for arches, and immediately went to work with them. The poor wolf practically screamed as the stiffest feathers they had dusted furiously fast from his heels to the tips of his restrained toes and back again in zig zag patterns. The polar bear's cock, erect almost to the point of pain just about the entire time as it struggled against the fabric of his sweatpants, could finally be ignored no longer; he tickled a few more minutes before he couldn't stand it any longer.

The older, much larger mammal released his hold on the stiff turkey feathers, allowing them to flutter to the floor, and stood, reaching for the waistband of his pants, yanking them down to expose his 10 inch cock to the air of the room. The chubby wolf was still giggling helplessly as he felt Jason's erection, slick with precum, laid flat on his broad soles and thrust against them. It was the polar bear's turn to moan and coo as he fucked his boyfriend's paw, melting into the buttery soft, always warm skin. Apparently he was more primed to go than he'd thought, for it wasn't long before Todd heard the bear roar and felt hot liquid splatter all the way up onto his ample bottom and thighs before dwindling to coat his soles.

Both mammals panted in exhaustion, Todd from the abuse suffered to his tender paws and Jason from his explosive orgasm. The polar bear, cock still dribbling, leaned down and released his boyfriend's trapped toes and ankles. However, he left the wolf's wrists tied and grabbed his legs, gently flipping him over onto his back.

"Oh no, oh cum all over the couch," Todd said.

The bear couldn't help but laugh at the wolf's earnest concern for their furniture.

"Don't worry, babe, that's what they make upholstery cleaner for," he said as he dropped to knees, "but fer now I can see somethin' else that needs attention right now.

The polar bear took hold of the wolf's leg, the one on the edge of the couch, and lifted it up and over until it was resting on his opposite shoulder, completely laying Todd's genitals open for him. He kissed the wolf's 6 inch cock from root to the very tip of the head, relishing the gasps his lips drew from the bound, blindfolded wolf, before taking the whole length into his steamy maw. He sucked with vigor, bobbing his head passionately.

He could tell from the amount of precum the wolf was leaking he was already close to orgasm thanks to the face down position he'd been in allowing his cock plenty of stimulation. He, unlike Todd, had two free hands, so he used them to push him over the top. One went to his furry white balls, rubbing and kneading, and the other travelled up to his chest to gently tease a pink nipple. As his thumb and forefinger squeezed the nub tighter the wolf howled and spilled his seed down the bear's throat. Jason drank greedily, loving the oddly sweet taste of the younger man's cum.

Once the river had slacked to a mere trickle and every drop lapped up by the polar bear he reached up further and released Todd's wrists from their bonds. He set the wolf's thick leg back onto the couch and scooted up and laid his large head on his still-heaving chest.

"You're amazing, Daddy," he said, still reeling so much he hadn't even bothered taking off his blindfold yet, "I love you.

"Mmm I love ya too, sweet thing."