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The wolf woke with a start. darkness enveloped his field of vision. The young canine felt the back of his pelt on the soft mattress. As he tried to move his arms, he realized that they were chained to the bed's oak frame. He also noticed his own throat feeling the same cool metal as his wrists. Soon, the wolf felt panic begin to rise within his chest. He twisted in his restraints, tossing and turning in hopes of setting himself free. But it was to no avail. The only thing that he had learned was that his foot pads still remained untethered.

Only then did he realize that he was completely naked, his open sheath giving a small throb as the situation probed his arousal.

W ... where the fuck am I?! He thought to himself.

His brain strained to remember something, anything that could explain what was going on. But he couldn't remember. He couldn't remember anything. Not even his own name came to mind. But after many more seconds of concentrating, he remembered.

Dyson. My name is Dyson.

He clung to the name, repeating it over and over in his mind, like an anchor that could break free any moment. After he was sure that he had remembered his name, he surveyed the room he was in. The room wasn't quite as big as he thought it out to be. As he faced a pair of closed curtains, he noticed a small desk, a dresser and a night stand on the other side of the bed. he managed to twist his neck ever so slightly to see what he though was a closed door behind him.

That must be the way out. he conceded.

He shifted in his chain cuffs, trying to think of a way to undo them. The heavy metal only served to dishearten the young wolf as he realized that it was useless. After a moment, a sensation that had been gnawing at him since he woke finally reached his conscious thought. His dick throbbed and before he could do anything else, it had let out several small squirts of pre-cum. He gasped in surprise and ecstasy as he began to feel an unnatural warmness not only in his length but also, his sheath. A new lust fell over him, as he felt his arousal losing control. His cock continued to leak pre as he tried to twist his whole body around, in hopes of humpping the mattress. To Dyson's dismay, the chains held his wrist tightly, pinning him to the position he was in. He felt the warm feeling still increasing inside him.

It has to be some kind of drug that's doing this to me. He concluded

Was this what really woke him up? How long would he feel this way? How could he make it stop? Dyson tried to ignore it for a time, but it was becoming too much. Before long, every minute seemed to bring more grunts and whines as spurts of pre managed to escape from him. It seemed to go on for hours, the canine humpping empty air, twisting in his chains and kicking his legs in a desperate attempt to get his rocks off untill an almost constant pre-cum left him moaning and out of breathe.

After what felt like an eternity, he heard a padding just outside the room. His fur bristled, but his dick was pumping pre too frequently for him to respond in any coherence. Suddenly he felt exposed, wanting to hide before the animal entered. But all the poor male could do was wait and moan as the paw steps reached the door. Dyson was huffing wildly when the door opened behind him. A large part of him didn't care anymore, lost in the fight to get a release. He could feel an air of surprise coming from the animal behind. After some seconds passed the animal padded up, giving a short hmmm as if discovering something for the first time.

"Looks like I added too many pheromones ... that shouldn't be a problem though. How you feelin' Dye?"

Dyson's fur stood on end as he heard the other male's voice. He could smell the familiar sent of young male wolf, similar to his own. But that's not what cought his attention the most. His voice had an uncanny familiarity to it, one he could not describe. He was sure he knew the other canine, but from where, Dyson couldn't figure. And what did he call him? Dye? Even the other wolf seemed to be familiarized with him. He was rushed back to his conscious when his dick throbbed again.

"Who- nggh -are you?" He managed through his panted breaths, his cock still throbbing out pre. he groaned and shifted in the bed . The bed was starting to soak around his ass, the warm cum sliding across the smooth fur. Some of it was pushing it's way inside of him, only causing to arouse him further.

"Well ... I would tell you. But seeing as you'll remember it all anyway before long..." He paused.

A moment later he felt warm paws begin to make their way over his chest, down twords his abs. The way he dragged his pads across his body made him lurch, every nerve urging him tword the point of his touch. The paws were forced to his groin and after the first touch of contact shot through his needy body, and a new torrent of pre jutted from his manhood. He could barely stiffle the high pich moan that made his whole torso shudder.

The other male only gave a deep chuckle of amusement as he romved his hands.

"But I feel you wouldn't really appreciate it if I kept rambling on, would you? It almost looks as if you've already come." He noted.

Then in another voice, so small, he could hardly hear, he murmered, "Maybe I waited too long ..."

He could feel a small concern behind the words, very faint but still present. A few seconds passed, the only sound was Dyson's labored breathing. Finally, the young canine moved into his field of vision and sat down on the bed beside him. Not a moment later, he began to strip. As he did so, Dyson's eyes widened as he drew a small intake of breath. His own body seemed to freeze as he marveled at the wolf. Even in the inky darkness he could tell that he had a beautiful form and even better slender muscles. He was almost sure he could get off just by staring at the hunk for long enough. After his underwear were all that were left, the wolf turned twords him. He seemed to hesitate.

"You know ... I could undo those restraints ... if that's what you really wanted ... but then again, you kinda told me to not do that ... Sooo" he said, a little bashful.

Then everything clicked and he understood. He hadn't been spiked. He wasn't being held prisoner either. Any fear that he had been feeling melted away. He knew this wolf, and this wolf knew him. They probably had for a while now and part of this had been his idea to begin with, even if he couldn't remember. His whole body began to relax, like a wave of calm had swept over him.

Another moment passed. Then a torrent of arousal and lust unlike anything he had felt before drove him into a frenzied struggle, his limbs tensing and then thrashing about. His dick gushed a fountain of pre, almost unable to handle the intensity of his pleasure. He arched his back and let out a yowling plea as he began to hump empty air in complete desperation. The other wolf had taken his paws off the bed and leaned away in suprise.

Dyson bent his leg joints outward, spreading them to the dark shape.

"You can *huff do anything to me, -ughh but whatever you do, just please do- do it right- NNGH!" Dyson couldn't help it anymore. His last try of cohierent words were cut off as he completly lost himself to his own arousal. pre was throbbing out of his cock as he thrust his hips upwards, only feeling temporary satisfaction each time.

At first the other wolf hesitated, as if not sure exactly what he should do. Then he maneuvered his body close to the Dyson's legs and steadied him, his powerful arms closing around them. Even though his mind fogging arousal didn't die, his muscles began to relax and he managed to control himself. The other wolf went on his paws and knees and parted Dyson's legs a bit further, his weight causing a small pivot on the bed. His paws placed themselves on either side of his twitching sheath. He leaned down, and took a long sniff of Dyson's length, pre still ebing. For some reason, even though Dyson was more aurosed and turned on than ever, he felt his own manhood begin to soften, like a deflating balloon.

probably another effect of the drug. he thought

F- fuck.

Just the warm breath from his mate forced a pent up moan from his throat. The other canine looked up from his cock looking like he was about to say something. Then he heard a quite "fuck it" and without warning, he shoved his mouth over the entirety of his half flacid dick.

The feeling was unlike anything he though he could experience. His slick seed made the other canine's mouth slide ontop of him with ease and the feeling of his dick gliding over the roof of his maw made Dyson gasp in suprise. The warmness that incased him felt unbeleievably good, the tongue trailing over the bottom of his softened cock causing a shudder that run through his entire body. Then suddenly, he instinctively tried to jerk away, his sensitive flesh receiving too much stimulation all at once. He tried again, but now the canine was forcing him up and down his long muzzle, cum pulsating from his mouth.

"S- s s- Slow down! I can't- Ngaah!"

Only then did he wish he was muzzled. each pass through the other wolf's maw sent him cumming uncontrollably, His own jaw agape in a never ending moan combined with desperate yelps.

"Ah- ah Shit!" Dyson gasped.

Every limb thrashed and pulled, but the other wolf held his spread legs with an iron grip and the steel chains didn't waiver. After a few minutes of whimpering and cumming while being sucked off, seed flooded the bed, but it didn't soak into the covers like he would have thought. As the cum spluttered out of his mate's mouth it rolled on to the covers and into the indentation that their bodies made, like water on oil. Yet another preparation that was made without his knowing. Regardless, the pool of sticky white caked his back and ass. Now his own hole was brimming with it, sloshing around inside of him.

Then, he could feel the other male's erect length was pushing against him. He could feel the dick throbbing and letting out it's own pre. The canine was moaning himself, sending vibrations down Dyson's own shaft that forced a thrust out of him. He was so close but he wouldn't let his mate off that easy.

He pulled back on the chains, moving his body further away from the other wolf. This was enough to create a small gap between his ass and the canines dick. Then, using all his strength, Dyson shoved his hips forward as forcefully as he could. Not a moment later, he felt a cock slide effortlessly into him, the cum in his ass causing a satisfying Squelch** !** as it entered.

His mate froze in both shock and intense pleasure as he let out a jarring grunt.

"MRRPHH-!" He spluttered.

He too tried to back away, but the start of Dyson's knot made it near impossible to release him from his dripping maw. Dyson didn't skip a beat. He slamed himself back onto the other male, forcing him to buck his own ass, unable to escape the treasure he held within his cum-filled mouth. For the first time, he heard what he though were whines from the other canine, high pitch and shrill, like that of a she wolf. He would have laughed if he wasn't feeling the same overpowering sensation of aurosment. Then the feeling inside if Dyson grew as his mate began to hump his ass. He squirmed in delight as his constant bucking motion was making his mouth run even faster over his soft cock, which was still half flacid. He moaned as the thrusts continued, his throbbing length inside of him making bursts of cum fly from his own. This made the other canine suckle the salty substance, leaving him wanting more. After a couple minutes of squelching and grunted moans, he thrusted his ass downward with more force than he had intended. Another high pitched whine that was not his own. But this time Dysom also let out his own call. His prostate was pounded so hard, he lost all thought, will and fight and lulled his tongue with his eyes half closed in shear ecstasy. And than the full blow of an orgasm hit Dyson like a concrete wall.

Every part of his muscles tightened, his pads clenched, his legs buckled and back arched.

His already strong whine turned into a urgent wail of pure pleasure as he began to uncontrollably hump the wet, cum filled maw. The seed that spilled from his cock ceased for a moment as his body prepared for the final release. When Dyson let out the cry, his mate did one last push, shoving his hips forward and knotting him. Before the torrent of cum blasted into his mate's mouth, Dyson felt him cumming inside him, the hot steaks of cum tickling his sensitive sweet spot. He convulsed once, then twice, the cum still traveling through his system. Then on his third convulsion he cried out in lustful relief.

"_ unngh _ aw- AW FUCK -!"

Just as his mate managed to let his jaw slip out of the knot, the sticky white flood erupted from Dyson's now hard length. The other wolf, who was now panting in his own orgasm, stared blankly in pleasure as the rivulets splattered onto his long muzzle. The wolf's slightly agap jaw let in long strands of the semen from his muzzle, utterly unconcerned. His legs no longer held down, Dyson was free to lift them as he rode the rest of his orgasm. The cum still slung out from his dick, each great throb releasing enough pleasure to make him shudder. his cock was now humping his mates chest who was already finished with his own orgasm, but waited with content as shot after shot of cum coated both of their bodies.

When Dyson had finally finished his body fell limp and somehow his mind began to clear. Then in a moments notice, his memories clicked back, like they had never left. He remembered. He remembered it all. His childhood, his years at school, meeting Jay and falling in love. Even the memory of telling Jay this crazy plan the night before blazed to life. In a flash, he relived all of those things, the single moment making him dazed with information.

After several minutes of silence, he spoke.

"Fuck you, Jay." He said, an air of mishief in his tone.

Jay's ears perked at his name. He seemed to be startled at first but then he could feel a strong sense of relief begin to eb from Jay dark form.

"You're back!" he exclaimed, his tail a waving shadow.

"How did I do?"

Dyson let out a snort of mock disgust.

"What happened to me "being the bitch"?! You were the one whining like one the whole time." he stated, accusingly.

Through the darkness, he thought he could see an air of amusment in Jay's eyes.

"Oh? But your still chained up like one."

Dyson growled, feigning anger.

"The key?..." he trailed off.

Jay produced the key from his discarded pair of jeans, and leaned forward, his body prushing up against Dyson's. He unlocked the mechanism and brought himself back to his knees. But as he began to rub his wrists and twist hia neck from side to side the gleeful expression on the Jay's face didn't waiver. Dyson regarded him curiously.

"What is it? You have that fucking smart ass look-"

And with that, Jay playfully thrusted forward, reminding his mate he was still knotted and causing Dyson to let a high pitch yelp. He had hit his proatate as well as caught the young male off gaurd. Jay only chuckled as he leaned forward, pressing his own snout to his.

"Not a bitch?" Jay asked mockingly.

Dyson couldn't help but let the edge of his teeth show in a small grin.

" OK , Ok, you win ..." He chidded.

They layed there for a moment, nose to nose. Then finally, Dyson let a sigh and ended with, "Thanks Jay ..." as they finished the night with a passionate kiss.

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