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EIGHT DOLLAR PITCHER

"Does it feel straight in here to you?" hissed the rabbit perched at the bar in front of him.

Rufus Reamer blinked in surprise. He looked around at their surroundings - a huge dance floor lit by more colored lights than Christmas in Vegas. Massive four-foot-tall charcoal drawings of jockstrapped bulls and bears on all four walls. Blaringly-loud techno music - a Madonna cover of an Abba song - at 7 p.m. on a Tuesday. And, in the bar mirror, Rufus_himself -_ a 5'7" hyena, all muscles and spots, in a pink tanktop, camouflage shorts and fluorescent UnderArmour sneakers, with a 12-gauge nose-ring and 6 other piercings, only 3 of which were visible with his clothes on. Around them, for blocks in all directions, were gay clubs, sex shops, and the most LGBT bars in the city of Chicago.

Rufus stared at the bunny in front of him, who was wearing the top half of a bright red tank-top and sea-foam short-shorts, and who Rufus knew for a fact went by Sammi, spelled with an "i," often dotted with a little heart.

"Straight?" he intoned, loudly. "With you around? This place is about as straight as a pile of spaghetti." He grinned.

The bunny rolled his eyes. "Not me, you spotted simpleton.Him." He cocked his head down the bar in the least-subtle manner possible. His big bunny ears swayed like he was showing a landing aircraft which runway to use.

Rufus followed his gaze down the bar, and when the hyena saw what Sammi was looking at, his jaw dropped open.

There was a big wolf down the bar, and he couldn't have looked more out of place. A dark-gray wolf in his late 30's, the big lupine wore a plain, stained sleeveless white t-shirt, a pair of dirty and battle-scarred Wal-Mart Levi's, no belt, and lastly, a sneer. He had huge muscular arms and his elbows were planted on the bar. He was leaned heavily forward, carefully studying a little laminated Specials card. One of his big gray ears perked toward the two of them. His golden eyes followed a moment later.

Rufus sized him up. Handsome and heterosexual. Didn't _seem_like a basher. Maybe just thirsty?

He walked forward, smiling winningly. "Hi, how you doin'?" he greeted, warmly.

The wolf looked up at him. "Do you really have pitchers of Miller for 8 bucks?" He had a trace of a southern accent. Texan, it sounded like.

Rufus leaned forward onto the bar. The hyena was pretty short, so leaning down on the bar was quite comfortable for him. "We sure do, cowboy. Though that's not exactly our most _popular_item."

The wolf narrowed his eyes at him and then sighed. He glanced around. "With this crowd, I can't say I'm surprised."

Rufus cracked a lopsided little smile. It was well before the club rush, and he had plenty of time to talk. "So are you lost, cowboy?"

The wolf bristled at the nickname again. "Doin' the lane widening down the road. Halsted and Addison?" He lifted one big hand and gestured with his thumb. He had huge hands and his thick bicep bunched up gorgeously.

Rufus politely tried not to stare. "Oh, I'm familiar with it! I have to walk through it every day." He crossed his arms. "I knew our beer special was good, but I didn't know it was 'attract-straight-construction-worker' good."

The wolf stared at him. "Wow, you can tell right away that I'm straight?"

Rufus looked at his chest innocently. "So...you just like tore the sleeves off that shirt, then?"

The wolf nodded obliviously. "Good. Because I'm just here for th' alcohol." He looked over his shoulder nervously. "Better for me if I stick out."

Rufus forced a grin. "Like a boulder in a swimming pool!" He walked a few feet away. "C'mon down here, cowboy," he said.

Puzzled, the wolf stood up. "Uhhhhh," he said, confused.

Rufus did have a legitimate reason for asking the wolf to move, but he was also was seriously into paws - especially on wolves - and he wanted a good look, since the big wolf's hands were absolutely enormous. The blue-collar wolf untucked his paws from under the stool and Rufus felt his eyes widen. The lupine had huge yellow construction boots, stained half-gray and so beaten up they looked like he'd dragged them behind a pickup truck. They were at least 14's and wide enough that Rufus was sure the boots had to be special order.

Nice, he thought. Maybe he could get Sammi to take a picture. The wolf had great arms, too - thick muscles almost as big as Rufus', but beefier. He looked very strong but a little overweight, which was a body type Rufus' lusted after, having seen more than his share of six-packs.

The wolf stopped in his tracks and crossed his thick arms. "Where'm I goin'?" he demanded, loudly.

Rufus chuckled. "Right over here," he said." The hyena went to the corner of the bar, which angled back around at a 90º angle toward the wall. The bar had exactly one seat on the part that wrapped around, and there was a huge, thick support pillar on the corner of the bar, going up into the ceiling. Most of the patrons didn't even know there was a chair behind it - it was mostly hidden behind the pillar.

Rufus picked up a little plastic triangle marked "VIP" off the odd-seat-out. "You'll be more comfortable back here. Most people won't even be able to see you." He leaned forward onto the bar again. "This seat's generally reserved for flirting with the bartender but...you'll have fewer queens trying to crawl up your ass this way."

The wolf blinked at him, and cocked his head. "Really?"

Rufus smiled lopsidedly. "Yeah, really." He winked, reached for a glass, and pulled a cold beer for the wolf.

The big construction worker cocked his head, furrowing his brow. He had white eyebrows, and the gesture was oddly adorable. It's a shame he was straight, because he was gorgeous, in a kind of construction-daddy kind of way. "Why'you bein' so nice to me?"

Rufus stared at him. "It's part of our Heterosexual Outreach Program."

The wolf stared back at him. Rufus saw faint traces of the joke as it sailed over the big lupine's head.

Rufus set the beer in front of him. "Uh, your Miller."

The big lupine frowned as he slipped into his seat. "I was thinkin' I'd get a pitcher..." he protested.

Rufus set the glass in front of him. "Don't worry, cowboy, the first one's on me." He winked again.

The wolf stared at him a moment, and then lit up with happiness. He smiled brightly, straightening up, and even his ears perked up. "Thanks!" he said, loudly enough that Rufus saw Sammi snap his head around, out of the corner of his eyes.

Rufus leaned forward again. "I'll bring you your pitcher in a little while," he told the big wolf. "And if you have anybody hitting on you, you just call me, okay, cowboy?" He was flirting, shamelessly, but the cowboy was clueless and he was too handsome for Rufus to keep to himself. He turned away and walked back down the bar, since he was sure Sammi was going to make him recount the entire conversation, word for word.

"HEY!" the wolf roared, behind him, in his giant Texan voice.

Rufus turned, eyes wide.

The wolf already had beer foam on his upper lip. He cocked his head. "What's your name?" he demanded, over the music.

The hyena grinned. "Rufus," he yelled back. "But you can call me Roofie."

The wolf stared at him a moment, and then his eyes slowly widened.

Grinning, Rufus turned back away. At the doors, the first big group of the night burst through the doors. As they always did, the members of the group made a beeline for the bar.

The next couple hours passed relatively quickly, at least for a Tuesday night. Through the night Rufus watched the wolf sit through gay dance medley after gay dance medley, hunched protectively over his beer, as if guarding it from other apex predators. Surrounded by glitter, flashing 3000-watt neon pink and green strobes, designer jeans in every flavor, two idiots vaping inside who Rufus had to throw out, and an absolutely _irresponsible_amount of male sex pheromones, the wolf nursed his beers.

The dance floor didn't start to really fill up until 10 or 11, and after that the bar was pretty much mobbed until 1 am. Rufus basically went from patron to patron continuously for three and a half hours, which was a little busier than he expected, but this crowd apparently liked spots, because they were tipping very well.

While handling the rest of the club rush, Rufus watched the wolf go through an entire pitcher by himself, which Rufus thought was impressive not for the amount of alcohol consumed, but for the fact that a single lupine could stomach that much shitty beer. After he got halfway through the second pitcher, Rufus brought him a glass of water with a lime wedge and a little umbrella in it. The umbrella had a tiny cartoon hyena face. The wolf smiled wryly at it and raised his glass in mock toast.

The hyena forced a smile. He was developing an unhealthy_attraction. Rufus had always had a thing for bad boys, and_definitely had a thing for daddies, so now that he had an angry straight construction worker who would sooner punch him than hold hands with him, of _course_he was developing a little bit of a hyena crush.

In fact, he was getting a little bit of an idea.

Rufus' shift was up at 1, and as soon as the two college kids who functioned as his replacements showed up, he ducked out from behind the service area and appeared on the other side of the bar.

He tapped the wolf on the shoulder. The big lupine whirled around, clearly already angry, but his rage faded into confusion as soon as he saw Rufus. He glanced back at the bar, as if there might be two identical heavily-pierced hyenas in the building, and then turned back to him, astonished.

"MY SHIFT IS UP," Rufus yelled, over the music.

The wolf processed that for a moment, and then frowned. His big gray ears sagged a little. It was absolutely adorable. "OH," he yelled back. "WELL...THANKS FOR EVERYTHING," he boomed. He glanced nervously around the dance hall and swallowed, his ears tilting backward in discomfort.

Rufus chuckled and grinned at him. "NO, THIS ISN'T A GOODBYE. COME ON!"

The wolf stared at him, his eyes widening.

"COME ON!" Rufus called, encouragingly. He grabbed the wolf's elbow. "LET'S GO!" He did his best to sound bright and cheery while simultaneously screaming into the wolf's face over a Rihanna song.

Wide-eyed, the wolf looked alarmed, but let himself be pulled off of his stool. He glanced back at the bar. "BUT I DIDN'T PAY MY TAB!" he boomed.

Rufus laughed. "SO WHAT. THEY'RE EIGHT FUCKIN' DOLLARS." He pulled on the wolf's arm and dragged him toward the exit.

They went the fastest way - straight across the dance floor, through a sea of half-naked men gyrating and sweating on top of one another. Rufus held onto the wolf's forearm, tugging the lupine along behind him, and as they traversed the dance floor he felt the wolf's muscles tighten in alarm.

They weaved their way through the crowd and out the tiny front entrance, and then they were out in the cool night air.

Rufus guided the wolf off of the main sidewalk. "Smoke?" He produced a pack of cigarettes.

The wolf nodded his head. "Gahd yes. Hey, thanks for getting me outta there." He reached for a cigarette, glancing warily back at the club's entrance. "Wasn't sure how I was gonna do that." He frowned. He reeked of Miller and swayed gently on his feet.

Rufus nodded. "Yeah, I see why you'd be worried." He leaned in while he lit his cigarette. "You're hot as hell." he asked around the cigarette, then lifted his head and blew smoke into the night. "I'd'a made a grab for you."

The wolf stared at him, alarmed, wide eyes lit by his lighter, and then his face clouded over. "Well, thanks for everything," he said, in his loud, snappy Texan way. "Best be leaving. Goodnight." He spun on his feet construction-worker heels and loped off down the street.

"Hey, hey, hey!" Rufus said, jogging after him. "C'mon back, cowboy!" he called.

The wolf dipped his head. "Don't call me that!" he snapped, turning. He had his teeth bared.

The wolf had looked cute before, when he was dopey and unsure. Now that he was mad and unsure Rufus found him positively enthralling.

There is something wrong with me, he thought.

The wolf turned away again and started striding down a random sidestreet, puffing angrily on his cigarette.

"Aww, cowboy, don't go," Rufus said. "I got a proposition for you."

The wolf's fur bristled, _literally_bristled, from the back of his neck all the way down his muscular arms. He turned, eyes wide and angry. "NO!" he roared.

Rufus stopped in his tracks. He felt his jaw drop open.

The big wolf snorted at him, and turned away yet again.

Rufus hurried after him. "How much do you think I made in tips tonight?"

The wolf growled softly. "Not enough for me to do anything YOU'D be interested in. Get away from me." He tossed his cigarette away, defiantly.

Rufus let out a sigh. "C'mon, _listen_to me. I'm only interested in your paws, for fuck's sake."

The wolf stopped in his tracks. He turned to Rufus, his jaw hanging open.

Rufus swallowed, looking away. He felt himself blushing. "Look...I have a paw fetish."

The wolf stared at him, eyes wide and horrified. He opened his mouth to say something, closed it, and opened it again.

"So here's my proposition. You come back to my place, give me an hour or two to engage in some _nominal_activities with those 14's of yours, and I'll send you home with all the tips I earned tonight." He produced a huge fistful of singles from his front pocket. "I think this will cover your cab."

The wolf looked down at the bills, and his eyes widened even further. There was over $200 in Rufus' paws, and the wolf knew it.

The big man stared at him, eyes almost circular. He stared for several long moments, and then narrowed his eyes suspiciously. "Like hell. Like hell you'd give me two days' wages to fuckin' smell my feet for an hour." He bared his teeth and curled his paws into fists.

Rufus swallowed. "Aaahhh it's more like licking, and I definitely want_two_ hours, and why is that so hard to believe?!" he protested. Rufus was a big guy (aside from height) and he normally had a deep voice, but his tone was going up and up as he struggled to explain himself.

The wolf stored. "Oh, like hell!" he snarled. "What are you trying to pull here?! I know you can go right back in there and get any guy you want." He pointed furiously back at the club's doors.

Rufus swallowed, nodded slowly, and took a deep breath to compose himself. "Thank you, that's very sweet of you to say - "

The wolf's eyes widened and he opened his mouth to angrily snap something. Rufus continued before he could start talking.

"...but I am so totally over gay people."

That shut the wolf up. He furrowed his brow again in dopey confusion, and lowered his arm slowly, his thick outstretched finger curling slowly back in, like he didn't even know he was doing it. His mouth was still open.

"Look, I am here every single night. My other job is working at a gay gym. How friggin' sick of all of this do you think I am?"

The wolf's jaw dropped open. "Wh-wh-wh but you're gay," he stammered.

Rufus rolled his yes. "Yes, thank you for the information; now I remember why there's so many wolf scientists."

The wolf got angry again, opening his mouth in shock. Once again Rufus streamrolled over whatever he was about to say.

"I know every single friggin' guy in this town. I've slept with a bunch of them. I know their personalities and their colognes and all their little gay relationship issues and I am _soooo_over it. So yes, a big muscular manly construction worker wanders into my bar, I want to get his paws into my mouth." He stopped talking, frowning and crossing his arms.

The wolf blinked at him. He considered for a moment, and then shook his head. "No way. I don't buy it."

Rufus narrowed his eyes at him. "How would _you_feel after working here for a week?"

The wolf stared at him, cocked his head, and opened his muzzle to say something. After a moment, he closed it on his own.

Rufus chucked. "I made two hundred and fifty-nine dollars tonight, if you're at all interested in that information." He cocked his head.

The wolf's eyes widened.

Rufus grinned toothily at him. "Still not interested...cowboy?"

The wolf screwed his muzzle into a grimace. He narrowed his eyes. "No gay stuff?"

Rufus snorted. "Only below the ankle." He looked down at the wolf's booted paws and licked his teeth. His tongue piercing rattled against his fangs.

The wolf grimaced again. "And that tip money is mine?"

Rufus grinned lopsidedly. "Consider yourself a paid contractor."

The wolf shook his head, letting out a long, exhausted breath. "Damn it all. I guess I'm in." He held up one thick finger. "You get ONE. HOUR," he growled.

Rufus straightened up, throwing his hands up in excitement.

"And if you try to touch my dick, I'll tear your lungs out." The wolf scowled at him. "I hope your place isn't far."

Rufus started walking, straining to keep himself from skipping gleefully home with the wolf in tow.

The big lupine growled behind him. "And they're SIXteens, thank you very much, you obnoxious little queen."

Rufus choked back a happy little squeal.

It was only about two blocks to Rufus' apartment. It was a fourth-floor walk-up and Rufus kept glancing back at the big lupine.

"Relax, I'm still back here," the wolf growled at him as they mounted the steep stairs. "You ain't even asked my name yet."

Rufus paused, and smirked back at him. "Maybe I like calling you 'cowboy.'"

The wolf rolled his eyes. "It's CAL."

Rufus paused on the 2nd-floor landing. "Kale? Like the vegetable?"

The wolf stopped and stared blankly at him. After a moment he clouded over with anger. "Not K-A-L-E, you shitty little hipster. CAL C-A-L. Caleb."

Rufus laughed as they crested the 4thfloor and went down the hallway to his apartment. Most apartment complexes would be quiet as a church-mouse at 1:00 a.m., but it was a Saturday in Boystown, and in the distance they could hear giggling and someone's subwoofer thumping bass off in the distance. "Oh! Sorry, cowboy." He opened his front door.

The wolf rolled his eyes as he slipped inside.

Rufus' apartment was a little one-bedroom affair. The living room was only 12x15, with a small sofa on one side, a flatscreen TV on the other, a tiny coffee table between them, and a miniature kitchenette on the other side. Down a short hallway was the single bathroom and the bedroom at the end of the hall.

The wolf walked in, looked around, and dropped roughly onto the couch. He lifted his big paws and banged them hard onto the wooden coffee table, laying back on the sofa. "Alright, homo. Let's get this over with."

Rufus stared at the bottom of the wolf's boots, equal parts offended and excited.

The wolf put his arms behind his head, laying back and relaxing, showing off a pair of muscular pits which Rufus wouldn't have minded burying his muzzle in. "And hey, if you get the urge to rub these while you're down there, I won't say no."

Rufus swallowed hard, squirming in place. He was wearing a little thong, which got him good tips, but which also dug right into his asshole when he started to get aroused. Feeling his sheath plump up, Rufus sat down on the couch next to the big wolf.

Cal frowned. "What's this? I thought you were a paw freak."

Rufus patted his lap. "Give 'em here."

His arms still behind his head, the wolf's lips curled back into a growl. It was amazing he could be so relaxed and so angry at the same time. "In your lap? I don't _think_so."

Rufus narrowed his eyes. "You want your money or not?"

Rolling his eyes, the wolf lifted his legs, lowered his arms, and scooted around on the couch so his knees were bent and his big fat feet landed in Rufus' lap. Cal's boots smelled like tar and dirt, and the weight made Rufus' sheath throb gently.

He reached down and began unlacing the construction worker's boots, both of them at once.

Putting his muscular arms back up over his head, the big wolf frowned at him, watching.

The laces were clogged with bits of tar, and it took Rufus a moment to unpull both sets of laces. He loosened the thick leather tongues on both of the boots and loosened the thick laces.

"AHEM," the wolf snapped, making him jump. He frowned severely. "Time's a-wasting, spotty."

His heart pounding, Rufus grabbed the heels of the wolf's dirty left boot. He yanked, got nowhere, yanked harder, and finally succeeded in freeing the boot from the wolf's fat heel. It was like pulling a slipcover off of a sofa. He did the same with the wolf's right foot, tugged both of the boots off, and dumped them onto the floor. The boots each weighed a surprising amount, and the floor shook when the heavy-soled steel-toed boots hit them.

The wolf's paws somehow looked even wider with his boots off. They were enormously fat, with heels like heavy furniture legs and a wide toe spread. He was wearing ancient-looking workman's socks, which had probably started out white, but were now several shades of gray with patches of near-black. The toe was ripped out of the left one, and Cal's fat big toe stuck out. His paws were dark gray with white undersides, broken up by jet-black leather pawpads. As soon as the boots were off a scent like a locker room in a heat wave hit Rufus' nose. The wolf's socks were sweaty and potent, and wolf funk radiated off of them like heat off of asphalt on a summer day. Rufus tilted his head back and snorted loudly.

The big wolf grimaced, baring his thick white teeth, his nostrils flaring as he sniffed the air ripe with his own paw scent. "Ugh, shit. Sorry 'bout the smell. I been on my feet since six o'clock this morning. I hope you ain't offended."

Rufus grabbed the wolf's ankles and gripped him hard, dipping his head and digging his nose into the underside of the wolf's hot wet pawpads.SRNRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRFFTT. He felt himself go instantly erect, his thick hyena cock stretching his thong to its limit and making the string dig into his asshole. "Unnnhh fuuuhhuucckkk," he groaned, rubbing his muzzle on the wolf's damp socks, snorting loudly and shivering.

"JEEEEEZ," the wolf grunted, squirming in place, his muscular legs writhing but not hard enough to break Rufus' grasp. "I guess the concentrated wolf stank ain't gonna be a problem. Jesus, you fuckin' hyenas are a sick bunch of fu-."

Rufus dug his thick fingers into the balls of the wolf's feet.

Cal broke off mid-word. His mouth dropped open, and his eyes snapped open wide.

Rufus held the wolf's massive socked feet with his left hand, and dug his knuckles into the balls of the wolf's feet with the other. He massaged as hard as he could, with the strength of a hyena who opened bottles and cleaned up free weights for a living, flattening the wolf's thick paws out and digging deeply into the muscle tissue.

Cal stared at him, wide-eyed and astonished, and then lay back against the armrest, his eyes rolling back into his head. "Unnnnggg_nnnngggghhhh_shiiiiiii-i-i-i-iiiitttt," he groaned. "Oh fuck, boy. You got some good hands."

Rufus smiled lopsidedly. "You ain't seen nothin' yet." Rufus had absolutely gigantic hands for his size, and he dug his knuckles into the arches of both of the wolf's paws as he went down, holding his feet together with his other hand. He massaged the wolf's paws hard enough that lots of guys would have squealed in pain, but the monster blue-collar wolf groaned in pleasure. Cal bent his toes back as hard as he could, splaying his fat toes and tensing up the furry arches of his feet.

"Unnn-nnnnngh!" the wolf moaned, arching his back and shivering.

"Ohh, the big mean wolfie likes this," Rufus teased, shifting his hips so the wolf's heels would rub against his achingly-stiff cock. He let out a shivering breath of his own.

The wolf squirmed in place, breathing hard. "D-don't call me wolfie!" he protested, curling his hands into fists.

Rufus released the wolf's ankles with his left hand and reached around to grip both of his heels at once, digging deeply into the wolf's fat heels with his strong fingers. He massaged Cal's fat heels like he was juicing an orange. Or maybe a grapefruit, given the size.

The wolf un-arched his back and leaned forward, gritting his teeth and snarling softly. He stared at Rufus, wide-eyed and startled. He plainly could not believe this was happening, or maybe that it felt so good.

Rufus worked his way back up the wolf's paws, digging into the balls of his feet again. Each of his toes was like a leather-padded golf ball. Rufus pushed the wolf's paws downward, making the squirming lupine rub his heels all over Rufus' crotch.

He kept going, squeezing and kneading the big wolf's fat paws, and the wolf kept writhing, gritting his teeth and hissing occasionally. At one point he arched his back and whined, like he was being paddled or something. Rufus was as hard as a stone under Cal's fat paws, and the wolf was completely indifferent to the foot job he was inadvertently giving the hyena.

Rufus squeezed the wolf's toes together, forcing him to bend both of his paws over, and Cal let out a long, sustained, loud_whiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiine_.

"Wow," Rufus grunted huskily, "all it takes is a foot rub to short out your tiny wolfie brain, huh?" He squeezed each of the wolf's toes hard, digging in between them. When he got to the big hole in the sock he stuck his finger in, rubbing the wolf's short bristly hairs.

Cal gasped and writhed in place, half-opening his eyes. "I c-can't help it!" he breathed. "I've never had one before!" He looked up, breathing hard, and swallowed.

Rufus looked up, startled, and they made eye contact. "The fuck?" he demanded. "How is that even possible?"

The wolf frowned self-consciously back at him. "I don't know!" he snapped. "Who the hell wants to touch big fat smelly wolf feet?!"

Rufus stared back at him, and slowly sneered.

The wolf's annoyance turned to surprise as he realized what he'd said, and then to smug amusement.

"Ugh, keep this up and I'll kick your stanky ass out," he grumbled.

The wolf's jaw dropped open and he bared his teeth. "Like hell, boy!" he snapped. "You keep rubbin'!"

"I think we should re-evaluate who has to pay _who_for this," Rufus rumbled, dipping his head and roughly nuzzling the balls of the wolf's feet. As he did this, he dug his fingers into the arches of the wolf's feet.

Cal let out a soft moan and arched his back again, leaning against the sofa's armrest. As he moaned, he bent his toes forward and splayed them out again, pushing deliciously back against Rufus' muzzle. The hyena swallowed a mouth full of drool.

"Hey, listen," he rumbled. "I wanna get these socks off and suck on your paws now, okay?"

The wolf tensed up, instantly, head to toe. Literally.

Rufus lifted his head. Cal was staring at him, wide-eyed and alarmed.

Rufus frowned at him. "This was our agreement, as you may recall." He scrunched up his muzzle. "Look...how 'bout I keep rubbing as I lick?"

The wolf lit up. "Y-you can do that?" he stammered.

The hyena chuckled. "I can do whatever I want."

Cal nodded, dipping his head and licking his nose. "Arright," he said. He leaned back and lifted his legs out of Rufus' lap, lifting his paws up so Rufus could more-easily pull his heavy-duty socks off. "Here, get 'em off." He stared at the hyena expectantly, shamelessly presenting his big wide wolf feet.

Despite the loss of pressure on his cock, Rufus felt himself grow so throbbingly-erect that his thong actually started to hurt him. He felt his cheeks grow hot.

The cowboy's jeans were widely cut for construction boots, and despite the huge size of Rufus' mitts, he was able to stick his entire hand up Cal's left pant leg, sliding up his ankle and over the cuff of his sock. Cal had intensely muscular legs, and Rufus felt his surprisingly-thick calf muscle, which roiled under his fingers as the wolf squirmed in discomfort.

Rufus dug his claws into the elastic and yanked slowly downward, like he was unveiling a prized painting at a museum exhibit.

Cal bristled, gritting his teeth and arching his back, like the hyena was pulling off a band-aid.

The wolf's heel was so fat that Rufus could barely get the sock over it, and then he pulled it up and over the wolf's colossal foot. The construction worker's paws were, surprisingly, more or less_immaculate_, with starkly-white fur on the underside and gorgeously-glossy black pawpads. He pulled the damp sock up over the wide balls of Cal's feet, and was thrilled to find a thick but well-maintained set of claws - Cal had left his claws thick and simply cracked the pointy end off. It was a decidedly straight-guy thing to do, instead of filing them into little points, and because of this reason Rufus found them all the more exciting. All the gays around had over-manicured toe-claws and this was a refreshing change. He licked his chops and let out a shuddering sigh.

The wolf grunted and squirmed in place. "Let's get a move on, huh?!" he snapped.

Rufus let out a soft breath. "You can bitch all you want, cowboy, I'm living out a fantasy here."

Cal grunted unhappily and crossed his big arms angrily in front of his chest.

Rufus tossed the sock across the living room and stuck his big hand up the wolf's right pant leg. He slid his hand up even further this time, almost to the back of the wolf's knee, feeling his soft fur and thick musculature.

The wolf squirmed, slowly bicycle-kicking his legs and glaring down at Rufus. He growled softly, bristling. "Don't think I don't know what you're doing, homo!" he snapped.

Rufus grinned. "Excuse me, I think I've been a_model_of restraint so far." He grabbed the wolf's other sock and yanked it all the way down, hard.

Cal snapped his head up, eyes widening in surprise. Jeez, were all wolves this high-strung?

His right paw was similarly gorgeous. Rufus licked his chops.

Suddenly frowning, the wolf let out a long, dejected sigh. "Jeez. I cannot believe I have a gay bartender drooling over my bare fucking feet," he complained.

Rufus grabbed both of his feet again and dug his knuckles into the balls of the wolf's bare feet.

Cal gasped in surprise and stared at him for a moment in shock. Then his eyes rolled back into his head and he leaned back against the armrest, groaning in pleasure and melting into the sofa.

Meanwhile, Rufus tried very hard not to cum his cargo shorts. The wolf's pawpads were unbelievably soft and tender, as supple as a thousand-dollar purse. His feet were hot to the touch, _surprisingly_hot, and as Rufus dug his knuckles into them, the wolf squirmed and flexed his paws in a thousand different ways. Rufus shivered on the sofa, the wolf's heels grinding down against his trapped cock.

Rufus ground his way up under the wolf's toes, massaging roughly in at each toe base. Cal writhed on the sofa, whimpering.

"You_love_ this, don't you, cowboy?" Rufus whispered, low and husky. "So desperate for this, you let the first freak you meet all over your bare feet."

The wolf growled loudly, tilting his muzzle up and moaning, bending his legs at the knees and flexing his toes back. He splayed his fat toes, and with his socks removed it was glorious. "Sh-shut up," he growled. "You ain't gonna ruin this for me. I needed this so fucking bad."

"I'm gonna make you my paw-slut, cowboy. Make it so you can't work a day without coming over here and giving these paws up to me." He held the wolf's paws steady with his left hand and dug roughly into both of his arches with the other, curling his fingers into a fist and digging in hard.

The wolf let out a sharp little whimper and bent his knees, gritting his teeth and whining. "Shut your mouth!" he moaned, folding his toes back again and splaying them.

"I got a better idea," Rufus growled. He dipped his muzzle and slurped the wolf's toes, all eight of them, slathering his wide hyena tongue across the wolf's fat toes.

_"AHH!"_Cal yelped, jerking violently from head to toe. He dug his heels into Rufus' crotch, but the hyena was so keyed up at this point it actually felt good.

Rufus glared darkly up at the wolf, planting his muzzle and nose on the wolf's big toes, bending them down. He opened his massive jaws very slightly, letting his tongue slide out and in between the wolf's left big toe and next toe.

Cal lifted himself up onto his elbows and gasped, eyes widening. "AHH what are you DOING!" he squealed.

Rufus grit his teeth. "I feel like we've covered this point already." He slurped the balls of both of Cal's feet, trying to enjoy himself despite the wolf's protests. The leather tasted like salt.

"WHY IS YOUR TONGUE SO RASPY?!" the wolf demanded, writhing in place on the couch. He tried to pull his paws away but Rufus held him tightly at the ankles.

"Because I'm a fucking hyena?" Rufus grumbled, around the wolf's toes. He planted the end of his muzzle up against Cal's big toes, slurping the writhing digits. He tasted strongly of salt and faintly of concrete and the leather of his pawpads was as warm as an electric blanket.

"Unnfft!"_the wolf grunted, lifting his paws up off of Rufus' lap. "Like hell! _My tongue ain't like that!"

Rufus lifted his blocky muzzle off of the wolf's paws. "That's because wolves are canines. Hyenas are _felines._We got scratchy tongues."

The construction worker stared at him with perfectly-round eyes. After a while, his confusion melted away to dull anger. "I-I knew that!" the wolf snapped, defensively.

Rufus stared at him. The wolf looked so defensive and uncomfortable that Rufus couldn't help but find him unbelievably adorable.

Feeling himself flushing, Rufus dipped his muzzle and pressed his face up into the arches of the wolf's huge bare feet.

Cal squirmed in discomfort but didn't pull his feet back any further. Rufus supported the big man's fat heels from underneath, and nuzzled his muzzle in the hot and sweaty depression of the wolf's paws. It was like making out with the wolf in a weird, removed way, slobbery and undeniably sexual, and slurping at the long part of the wolf's exposed pawpads got him incredibly worked-up almost immediately.

"Unnngghhhh," Cal grumbled, annoyed and uncomfortable. "That f-feels weeeeird!" he whined.

"Nnnfffgh...gahd, you taste so good," Rufus rumbled, snuffling his nose in the short bristly fur of Cal's padless arches.

"_Aaah!"_Cal grunted. "Stoppit! That tickles!"

Rufus lifted his head and stared at him. "There is _no_way you are this ticklish."

Cal stared at him, wide-eyed, and then looked away. The bridge of his muzzle immediately turned pink.

Rufus narrowed his eyes. "You're just trying to get out of it," he grunted, lifting the wolf's paws up further. "Oh my GAHD your heels are the biggest and fattest I've ever seen." He slurped both of the wolf's fat heels, licking up the salt and the wolf musk.

"Hrrr_rrrrrrrrrrrrr_rrrrr," Cal groaned, gritting his teeth. "I th-thought you said you were g-gonna keep rubbing too!" he growled, bending his toes back and splaying the fit digits.

Rufus grunted. "I did say that, didn't I." He opened his massive jaws. "How about I massage them with my teeth?" He firmly grasped the wolf's ankles, lifting them so Cal's legs were almost bent at the waist, and leaned in to nibble delicately at the wolf's padded heels.

"AAH! AAHAHA!" Cal gasped. "Th-that's not the same!" he gasped. His eyes were wide and he actually looked scared.

Annoyed, Rufus leaned his head in and slurped the wolf's heels head-on.

_"Aahaaahaa!"_Cal squealed.

Narrowing his eyes, Rufus leaned in and bit the soft leather.Nibble-nibble-nibble.

"_AAHAAAHAAHAAA!"_the wolf boomed, bicycling his legs over the couch. He flailed both of his muscular legs and spasmed all over the place.

One of his huge feet caught Rufus in the mouth, and Cal accidentally kicked him right in the jaw.

"GUNNGH!" Rufus gasped, his head snapping back. He splayed backward across the couch.

Cal gasped in absolute horror. He clamped his huge hands over his muzzle.

"OOOOOWWWWWW," Rufus gasped, his eyes wide. He reached up to cover his injured muzzle, his head spinning. "My FACE!"

"Ohmigod I'm so sorry!" Cal roared. "Ah'din't mean it!"

Rufus brought his paws back down. No blood. Good.

He turned his head to look at Cal, crazy-eyed.

The wolf took one look at him and shrank back.

"What in the hell was THAT?!" he roared.

"Ah'm sorry!" the wolf yowled. "I _said_t'stop!"

"So you kick me in the_face?!_"

The big wolf's ears folded back. "That was an accident!" He frowned, squirming in discomfort. "I couldn't help it! I told you I was ticklish!"

Rufus grunted in annoyance. "Well, I rubbed your stupid feet for twenty minutes, so I'm still getting my worship on." He shoved the wolf's stupid sexy paws out of his lap, reaching up to cradle his injured muzz again, and lifted himself to his feet. _Damn_that hurt. He was going to have a bruised jaw for days.

Cal sat up on his elbows, frowning. "What are you doing?!" he demanded.

Rufus disappeared into the bedroom and returned with a metal rod in his hands. It was a spreader bar, a 36" model, an aluminum rod with a thick leather manacle at either end.

Cal's eyes went alarmingly wide when he saw it. He recoiled onto the couch as if Rufus had walked in with a poisonous snake. "WH-WHAT IS THAT?" he demanded in exuberant Texan fashion.

Rufus grit his teeth. His cheek hurt when he moved it. "It's a spreader bar. And an insurance policy for my adorable spotted face."

Cal shook his head violently, growling loudly. "No no no_way am I putting that shit on!" He leapt up onto his feet. "I am _straight and you are not putting that shit on me, you sick deviant little fre-"

"Great!" Rufus announced cheerfully. "Go ahead and call the cops for me on the way out, and you can tell them how you gaybashed me after accepting a proposition to get into my apartment!"

Cal froze in place, wide-eyed and horrified. After a moment he silently lowered himself back onto the couch.

Rufus chuckled. "Good call, cowboy." He stepped toward the big wolf. "Pull up your pants cuffs."

Cal swallowed hard, leaning onto his back and lifting his paws up onto the sofa. "You do it," he grunted, gruffly. Coloring a faint pink, he looked away, clenching his teeth.

Rufus frowned at him. "Don't be a baby," he told the wolf, kneeling in front of him. He roughly grabbed both of the wolf's thick ankles, making him fold his fat toes over, which was adorable.

"Shut the fuck up!" Cal snapped back loudly at him.

Rufus worked fast, unclasping the velcro of the manacles. "It's just a little bondage. I'm not gonna hurt you. I'm a nice guy, right? I gave you free beer." He grinned up over Cal's knees as he tightened the first manacle around the wolf's left ankle.

Ever-guarded, the wolf frowned suspiciously back down at him.

Rufus chuckled, sealing the other ankle-strap around the wolf's right ankle. "There. How's that feel?" He grabbed the bar and roughly jerked on it, taking both of the big wolf's paws with it.

Cal grunted, his eyebrows jerking upward. "Feels weird," he grunted.

Rufus nodded, grinning toothily. "Good. It's supposed to."

The wolf narrowed his eyes, awkwardly shifting his big fat trapped feet and his bunched-up jeans. He had his white eyebrows furrowed in anger and his hands clenched on the couch like he was riding a plane through heavy turbulence.

Rufus lifted himself up and sat on the coffee table. "Oh my spotted butt, you are so hot in that thing."

Cal's eyebrows shot up again. "Sh-shut up!" he stammered.

Rufus leaned forward, grinning maniacally. "I mean it. You are the most gorgeous wolf to walk into my bar this entire summer. So manly and_handsome_," he cooed.

"You better shut it, spotty!" Cal snapped, squirming in place and baring his teeth. "Or I'll give you another shot to that fat muzzle of yours!"

Rufus leaned forward. "So haaaandsome," he cooed, reaching forward to intertwine his fingers with the captive wolf's fat toes.

Cal gasped in surprise, looked in astonishment from foot to foot, and then back to Rufus.

The hyena grinned toothily at him.

Cal grit his teeth and looked away. His muzzle colored pink, and even through his thick fur Rufus could tell the wolf was blushing.

"Seriously," he said flatly. "You're the most beautiful fuckin' wolf I ever saw."

The wolf let out a long breath, looking away and turning crimson.

"And now I'm going to lick your friggin' pawpads off," Rufus said, licking his teeth and lunging forward. He let go of Cal's toes and grabbed the bar with his left hand.

"AAH!" Cal gasped, trying to yank both of his feet back, but Rufus had a death grip on the bar. Unable to draw back his feet, the wolf's eyes went wide in panic.

"Eeeeaaasy, big fella," Rufus cooed, sliding to his knees on the couch in front of the sofa. He pressed his face up against the soft pads of Cal's right paw and squeezed his left one at the same time, his fingers still entwined with the wolf's fat toes. Cal's eyebrows shot up, and he frowned sourly. He looked like he was trying to decide if he should be mad or not.

Good enough for me, Rufus thought, opening his jaws and roughly slurping the wolf's paw, from heel to toes.

"Unnnfffgghhhhhrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr,"_Cal groaned and growled, arching his back and hissing. "That feels so _weeeeeeeeeiirrrddd," he groaned. The wolf squirmed in every conceivable direction, tugging his legs in a pathetic attempt to get away from the hyena's tongue. "I can feel your fuckin' piercing!"

"It getsth worsth," Rufus told him, pushing the bar down against the couch cushion, and Cal's paw with it. He straightened up on his knees and pointed his muzzle straight down, slurping the wolf's fat toes as hard as he dared. Rufus' tongue was strong, and he had no difficulty whatsoever pushing the wolf's toes back so he could slurp between them, his tongue soaking the hot soft leather, the short bristly fur around the pawpads, and the soft fluffy fur between the wolf's toes.

"Rrrr_rrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!"_the trapped wolf whined. He hissed through gritted teeth, and out of half-closed eyes Rufus saw him clench his hands into fists.

Cal's other leg, which Rufus still had a light grip on, suddenly shivered violently.

Rufus half-opened one eye. He grinned around the wolf's toes, still slurping aggressively on them. "I sthee masthsages aren't thee-"

Cal snapped his head forward. "STOP LICKING IF YOU'RE GOING TO TALK TO ME."

Rufus sneered, and then lifted his head, licking his shops. "I see massages aren't the _only_thing you like having done to your feet."

Cal stared at him for a moment, and then his eyes snapped open wide. "I'M NOT ENJOYING THIS!"he roared. "I just can't handle the weird shit you're doing!"

Rufus narrowed his eyes. Still watching the wolf, he lowered his head and enveloped the wolf's entire toe spread into his muzzle. He sucked, hard, sliding his tongue out, slurping the wolf's bare foot all the way down to his arch. It was a bit of a stretch, but Rufus had had a lot-larger things crammed into his muzzle, and Cal's foot tasted good and stretched his jaw pleasantly.

Clenching his teeth, the bound wolf arched his back, hissing. "Aaa-aaahhh!" he gasped, and now his entire body shivered.

Oh yeah, you HATE this, the hyena thought.

Rufus bit down - gently, just hard enough for the wolf to feel pointy pressure digging into the soles of his feet - and the wolf's entire body jerked. "AAAHH!" he gasped, making the bar jump in Rufus' hands, and if it hadn't been for the spreader bar the wolf's claws would have gone clear through the back of his head.

"STOP THAT!" Cal gasped, lifting his head, wild-eyed.

Rufus growled menacingly, baring his teeth. Like hell he was giving this up. He bit down again, lightly, and dragged his bottom canines along the width of the balls of Cal's foot, drooling all the way down the wolf's arch and heel in the process, licking and lightly tickling him at the same time. His heavy tongue piercing bobbed in his tongue as he slurped the wolf's thick pawpad.

"AAHAAHAA!" Cal squealed, arching his back and thrashing. Now he really _was_trying to pull his feet away, in earnest this time, but he had zero traction on the sofa and Rufus had an excellent grip on the spreader bar.

Still growling, as hard as a stone inside his shorts, Rufus wiggled his muzzle, dragging his sharp lower teeth all over the bottom of Cal's feet. He lifted his head up off the wolf's paw and nibbled on the underside of his toes.

The toe attack pushed him over the edge. "Yaahaahaaahaahaaa NOOOO AHAHAHAHAAHAA!" the wolf shrieked, closing his eyes and flinging his arms all about. Squealing, he lunged forward and swung wildly with his right hand. It wasn't a punch, more of an open-palmed swat, if anything.

Again, it caught Rufus square in the face, this time on the left cheek. Cal slapped him across the muzzle, and the power in the wolf's strike was surprising, to say the least.

_"_WHUFFFT!" the hyena grunted, his head snapping to the right side, and then he crumpled into the space between the couch and the coffee table.

There were a few moments where time seemed to stop in the apartment, while Cal lay twitching violently on the sofa, and then he gasped in horror.

Dazed, Rufus sat up.

Cal was leaning forward, his knees bent and his ankles spread, his paws clamped over his mouth in horror.

Holding his muzzle and feeling his head pound, Rufus glared over his closed fingers. "Really?" he grumbled.

Cal just stared at him, wordlessly, golden eyes perfectly circular.

His head spinning, Rufus lifted himself back up onto his knees.

"Are you alright?" Cal drawled, quietly.

Rufus snorted. "Absolutely! At least now I have _matching_black eyes!"

Cal lowered his paws, grimacing. His hands looked like they were shaking. "F'ra second I thought I broke your neck. Y'er tougher than I woulda guessed!"

Rufus scoffed loudly. "Thank you. Apology accepted. Let me guess,reflex again?" he spat. He lifted himself to his feet. The world spun for a moment.

Cal blinked at him, and then frowned sourly. "I _told_you I was ticklish," he grumbled.

Rufus grunted. "Well, I think I can do something about that." He stooped down and slipped one hand under Cal's knees, and the other behind his back. He bent at the knees and lifted the wolf off the sofa in one clean pull.

The wolf stiffened and grunted, shocked and angry. "H-_HEY!"_he roared. "WHADDAYA THINK YOU'RE DOING?!" He swung his legs, still trapped in the spreader bar, his ears folding forward in anger.

"What's it look like?" Rufus grunted, straining under the wolf's weight. He edged his way across the floor, out from in front of the couch, to the hallway leading down to his bedroom.

"P-PUT ME DOWN!" the wolf boomed. He kicked his legs, which swung as one.

"You better hope I don't," Rufus grunted, "or you're gonna break your tailbone on my hardwood."

Cal looked down, wild-eyed, and quickly put one muscular arm over Rufus' shoulders. He looked equal parts angry and horrified.

"Jeez, would you calm the fuck down?!" Rufus asked him. He started edging sideways down the hallway. Cal probably weighed 200 pounds, but Rufus could lift a lot more than that. "What do you think I'm going to do to you?! I just want to make sure I don't get smacked again and you can't walk in the spreader bar."

Cal writhed unhappily, gritting his teeth and folding his ears back. "Are you sure you can carry me?! You can't be more than five feet tall."

Rufus chuckled, grunting. "I work at a gym and a bar, cowboy. You know how often I have to carry super-heavy shit? Or passed out guys?" He reached his bedroom door and pushed it open with the arm holding Cal's shoulders, making the wolf grunt. "You're my favorite thing so far, though."

Cal fell silent, looking away. It was hard to tell in the hallway but it looked like he was blushing again.

Rufus' bedroom was 15x15, the biggest room in the apartment by far, and the sole reason he had rented this unit. The previous occupant had been a smoker and the landlord let Rufus paint any color he wanted. He went with a burnt orange to offset the hundred-year-old hardwood floors, and put a huge king-sized metal four-poster bed in the center of the room. His duvet was white with a subtle floral pattern from the 20's, and as usual the rest of his things were in a state of controlled chaos.

Grunting, he set the construction worker on his feet at the foot of the bed.

Suspicious and alarmed, Cal watched him.

Rufus frowned at him. "Don't look at me like that. I haven't done anything you've really minded so far, have I?"

Cal stared at him, and at least had the grace to frown.

Rufus rolled his eyes. "That's what I thought." He went to the tiny closet and dug out his Gear Bag, a big rolling tool bag with all of his restraints in it.

After a moment of digging he came back with two leather mitts with heavy straps around the opening. They were both glossy black leather, punctuated with a stainless steel D-ring, and a bright white leather pawpad sewn into one side. Not a standard pawpad - a _feral_pawpad.

This is going to be so fucking hot, Rufus thought, swallowing a mouthful of drool.

Rufus pulled one more item out, a thick beige leather belt, and walked back over to the suspicious wolf.

Cal stared at him, frowning, equal parts confused and angry. "Th'fuck is that?" he demanded, loudly.

Rufus grinned sweetly at him. "Insurance. For my face." He lifted the first mitt. "Give me your paw and make a fist."

Growling, the wolf bared his teeth. "Nnnno," he snarled. In the better lighting of the bedroom, Rufus realized how dangerous the big muscular lupine was, and how lucky it was that he'd gotten this far unscathed so far. Well..._relatively_unscathed. It made his heart pound and, ridiculously, aroused him even further.

He frowned. "Dude. You have hit me twice. I just want to get out of this with all of my teeth. You'll still get your money."

The wolf let out a sigh and rolled his eyes. Begrudgingly, he held up his paws. He curled his fingers into fists, growling softly and grumbling.

Rufus let out a deep breath as he put the leather sack over Cal's left hand. This is so hot, he thought. "Honestly, it's like you've never let a gay bartender put you in bondage gear before!" he said, as he clasped the manacle around the burly wolf's wrists, talking loudly enough to cover up how turned on he was.

Cal looked back and his eyebrows shot up. "Of course I haven't!" he snapped. "What's the matter with you?!"

Rolling his eyes, Rufus opened up the other leather mitt and slid it over the wolf's other fist. He looked down the wolf's arm, feeling himself heat up, and clasped the thin leather belt around the wolf's thick wrist.

Swallowing, he looked down at the wolf's perfectly helpless hands. He wouldn't even be able to open a door now.

"Don't go gettin' any ideas," the wolf growled, low and dangerous.

Rufus chuckled nervously. "Me? Never." He picked up the police belt and reached around Cal's sides with it. It was a piece of prison equipment, made for transporting dangerous prisoners, with a bright stainless steel ring over each hip. The wolf growled, but Rufus looped it around his waist and pulled it forward, feeding the thick leather through the massive metal buckle. He fed the end of the belt through and cinched it tight.

"Okay," the hyena said, feeling sweaty and turned on. The black of the mitts and the belt looked _great_against Cal's dirty t-shirt and dark gray fur. "I'm gonna clip your mitts to the belt now. Try not to punch me in the face."

The wolf held up his mitted paws. "Wait wait wait!" he ordered.

Rufus scrunched up his muzzle. "Chickening out?"

Cal stared at him, and then glared angrily. "No!" he barked. "It's just...are you gonna put me on the bed?" He looked back at Rufus' fluffy comforter.

Rufus frowned. "Yes, unless you think you'd be more comfortable on the fire escape."

Cal shot him a look. "Well, get these mitts off me, then. I need to take my shirt off."

Rufus felt his eyebrows leap upward. Shirt off?! That would be _too_sexy!

The wolf frowned. "I get hot. I'll bake alive if you put me on your stupid fluffy-ass hyena bedspread. I have a lot thicker fur than you. I'm a wolf...remember, idiot?!"

Rufus stared at him. "And I'm not taking those mitts off. I just spent five minutes putting them on."

"What!" Cal stared at him, angrily, baring his teeth, but his pointy ears ratcheted back a little bit too, and Rufus realized, for the first time the entire night so far, he was _genuinely_upset. "Y-you get them off _RIGHT NOW!_I need to take my SHIRT OFF!" he yelled, his voice climbing with anxiety. Heat was clearly a button for this wolf.

Rufus held up his paws. "Hey, it's okay, it's okay! I won't let you get too warm. I promise. I'll take it off for you. Okay?"

Cal stared at him for a few long moments, and then rolled his eyes. "Oh_here_ we go," he sneered, loudly, but he also let out a sigh which sounded relieved more than anything else.

Rufus nodded. "Right." He reached for the hem of the wolf's shirt, gently tugged it upward, and tried to ignore the pounding of his heart or the stirring of his loins.

The shirt bunched up around the wolf's little gut, and as it lifted off his stomach, Rufus saw a huge patch of bright white fur that ran up his stomach. It went all the way up his chest. Rufus tugged upward and the wolf obediently lifted his muscular arms, breathing in sharply and expanding his thick, muscular chest.

Rufus tugged the shirt up the wolf's wide pecs, up over his thick biceps and triceps, and yanked it up over his fat muzzle and head. Cal's big shaggy head popped out of the neckhole with a _fwap!_as the stretched material leapt up and snapped back. The wolf blinked at him, dazed.

Rufus tried to go up over the lupine's mitted paws but he couldn't reach. "Uh, put your arms down," Rufus whispered. "I'm too short to go up over your wrists."

The muscular shirtless wolf lowered his arms, swallowing. He was blushing now, too.

Rufus tugged the wolf's shirt down his muscular arms and yanked hard to get it over his mitted paws. The jagged armholes were just big enough to slide out over the bulky mitts, but Rufus had to manhandle Cal's paws to tug the material over the straps and metal ring. He squeezed and tugged the shirt over the wolf's leather-clad fists.

"Here you go," Rufus cooed, finally freeing the wolf from his shirt. "See, I wouldn't do anything that would really bother you." Cal was left with a sour frown and bunched-up fur on his thick arms and shoulders. Reflexively, Rufus reached up to smooth the wolf's fur back down over his rigid shoulders.

The mitted wolf's eyes popped open wide, and he opened his mouth in surprise. "Ah-aaah! Wh-!" he stammered for a moment, before finally falling silent.

They stood there for a moment, Cal with his arms at his side, Rufus with his hands on the big man's shoulders, their muzzles inches apart. Cal watched him, eyes widened and black lips parted.

Rufus' heart pounded in his chest. He stared at Cal, from inches away, smelling each others' scent, breathing each others' air. They stared at each other.

He's going to kiss me, Rufus thought, frantically. He could smell him. He could almost taste his spit already.

Cal stared at him another long moment, lifted his lips up over his teeth, and softly growled. The low rumble pierced the silent room like thunder.

Maybe not, the hyena amended. He swallowed.

The wolf raised an eyebrow. "Wan't this supposed to be about my _paws_at some point?"

Rufus stared at him, and then grinned. "Aww, did you miss my bristly tongue already?"

Cal rolled his eyes. After a moment, he let out a long, shaky breath.

"Anyway, I got one last addendum to your outfit," Rufus said, plucking the two metal carabiners off of the bed. He reached for the wolf's thick wrists and grabbed them roughly, clipping a carabiner to each D-ring, and then to the rings in the wolf's leather belt.

Taking a step back, he swallowed hard. Rufus had a rock-hard erection, one he was sure Cal must have noticed, but he wanted a look at the full picture.

The bound wolf, fists mitted and fastened at his hips, growled softly back at him, his arms tied helplessly at his sides, his thick legs spread suggestively by the spreader bar. He looked like a straight guy. He looked like a construction worker that Rufus had dragged off the street, who had inexplicably let the hyena bind him, hand and paw.

Rufus suddenly felt a little dizzy.

Cal wrinkled his nose. "Holy shit, I can smell your horny hyena stank." He snorted loudly. "Jesus CHRIST, man!"

Rufus licked his teeth. "Try to get out of it."

The wolf narrowed his eyes. "And listen to you bitch, when I break your little toys?"

The hyena chuckled. "For what that shit cost me? It had better not."

Cal yanked his wrists upward, tugging lightly, making his massive arms flex gorgeously. Frowning, he tugged his hands downward, struggling to get his wrists away from his hips. The restraint belt did not budge an inch.

Squirming, his thick quads flexing now inside his tight cowboy jeans, Cal's eyes slowly widened. His breath quickened and he began struggling in earnest, flexing his thick shoulders and chest, his muscles roiling like steel cables under his thick fur, his mouth opening in alarm. The wolf's ears folded back against his head and he began panting.

Rufus grinned devilishly. "Guess you won't be slapping me any more, will you, cowboy?"

"Unngh!" Cal grunted, the trace of a whimper in his voice. "G-get me out of here!" He tugged hard on his restraints, making the leather creak and the carabiners rattle.

Rufus frowned. "Hey, geez, relax!" he said, loudly. "You're gonna hurt yourself!"

Grunting and growling, Cal tugged hard with both paws, doubling over to get better leverage. _"Unnngghhh!"_he growled, snapping his back straight and trying to break his restraints, but with his fat wolf paws trapped in the leather and steel of the spreader bar, he quickly overbalanced, unable to get his feet out from under himself.

"_Watch out!"_Rufus cried, but he was too late.

"URK!" the wolf yelped, tipping swiftly forward.

Rufus lunged forward and caught the toppling wolf's chest. He saved him from faceplanting on the hardwood, but the wolf had a lot of momentum, and he took Rufus down with him.

_"HURRRGH!"_Rufus grunted as Cal crashed down on top of him, pinning him to the floor.

_WHUMP!_went the two of them, hitting the floor hard enough to shake the floor. From the kitchen, glassware rattled in the cabinets.

"Owwww!" Rufus cried. "GEEZ how much do you WEIGH?!"

"HURRGH!" Cal snarled, on top of him. "GET ME OUT OF THIS SHIT!" He flailed wildly, rolling onto his side, and crashing back onto his stomach next to Rufus. He thrashed about on the floor, banging his restraints and making the floor vibrate.

"Would you calm the hell down, please?!" Rufus snapped. He scrambled onto all fours and grabbed the wolf's spreader bar, spinning him on his stomach like a big furry lazy Susan.

"LET ME GO!" Cal roared.

Rufus grabbed the spreader bar with his left hand and dug the fingers of his right claw into the wolf's deep arch. This time he tickled him on purpose, frowning severely. "This is what you get for-"

"YAAHAAHAAHAAHAA!" Cal squealed, thrashing both of his shoulders so hard that it shook the floor. "NOHOHOHOAHAHAHAHAH!"

Rufus stared at him, dumbfounded. "Oh my God. Are you _seriously_that ticklish?" He raised himself to his knees. He could smell the wolf now - Cal had broken a panicked sweat.

Cal turned to stare at him, eyes wide and crazed. "WHAT IS THE MATTER WITH YOU?" he roared.

"Jeez," Rufus snapped. "What happens if I do both of them at once?" He reached down and dragged his sharp claws up both of the wolf's arches, toward his fat bare heels.

"AAAAAAAAHAAAAHAAAAA!" Cal squealed, arching his back violently. The wolf snapped his head back, his jaw open wide and _full_of teeth, his tongue flapping comically like a flag in a windstorm. "_YAAHAAHAAHAAHAA!"_he screamed, wrenching both of his legs back, bending at the knee, taking the spreader bar with them with a _whoosh_as he put _himself_in a hogtie position.

"Well, geez, _that_wasn't a very smart move," Rufus grunted. He leaned his chest against Cal's spreader bar, pressing the wolf's lower legs down against his tail and butt, bending over to thrust his wiggling fingers in between the wolf's fat toes. He scratched and tickled at the short bristly fur.

Cal squealed like a stuck pig, thrashing and banging against the hardwood, flexing his fingers furiously and roaring with laughter."_AHAAHAAHAAHAAAHAA STOP THAT YOU SHIHIIHIIITTT_AAAHHHHH!" he screamed. "NO NO NO NO NOAAAHAAHAAHAAHAA!"

Rufus shook his head. "You're faking. You _have_to be. Nobody is this fucking ticklish." He set about obliterating the bristly fur between the wolf's toes, scratching at it with his thick hyena claws like he was trying to scratch it off of the wolf's feet. "Guys who are _into tickling_aren't even this ticklish."

"AAHAAHAA OH MY GOD NOT THE TOES _NOT THE TOES!"_Cal shrieked, arching his back and careening back and forth like a fuzzy wolf rocking horse. He strained to move hie feet away from Rufus' reach, but with the spreader bar connecting them, he couldn't summon sufficient coordination to maneuver his paws back down. Heat _poured_off of him, and Rufus' entire bedroom was starting to smell like lupine. His leather pawpads were as warm as car seats on a hot day. He hadn't been lying about overheating.

"Wow, so much for the big burly construction worker!" Rufus teased. Grinning, he leaned in to nibble at the ball of Cal's left foot, slurping it liberally and letting hyena drool run down Cal's fat toes. "This is great!" he cried.

_"AAAAAAHAAHAAA!"_the big wolf squealed.

"AHEM," said a third voice.

They both jumped.

Wide-eyed, Rufus looked up.

In the doorway to his bedroom stood a short, stocky fox, wearing athletic shorts and a white tanktop. He was red and black and he looked less-than-thrilled. Behind him, the front door stood open into the hall.

Rufus blinked at his next-door neighbor. "Uh-oh. Hi, David!" he said.

"IT'S NOT WHAT IT LOOKS LIKE!"Cal roared.

The fox frowned down at him. "_Isn't_it?" he said, icily. "To be honest, I don't really care what it looks like. The problem is what it _sounds_like. And it sounds like a fuckin' high school football game threw up in here."

Rufus winced. "I'm sorry about the noise." He frowned. "He's Texan. They don't have good inside-voices."

Cal turned to glare at him. "HEY!"

David cracked a smile. "That's fine. He's fuckin' hot as hell." He looked the wolf up and down.

Cal's eyes widened and his eyebrows shot up. For once, he was silent.

David smirked at him, and then turned to Rufus. "Look, Roofie - I know we wake you up at 6 AM on weekends blasting NPR, so I don't really mind the noise, but this guy is Fifty Shades of a Screaming Idiot and it would be amazing to sleep without earplugs tonight. Now, I ain't gonna cock-block you with this smokin' piece of ass-"

"HEY!" yelled Cal.

Rufus grinned over the wolf's paws. "You've always been a thoughtful neighbor."

"-so I brought you this, and I think the building association will be very happy if you use it." He reached into his pocket and wrestled out a foot of black leather strap with a red rubber ball in the center of it. The ballgag was sized for canine muzzles, with a 'ball' the size of a large apple. It was red and peppered with little cut-out airholes.

Cal and Rufus both gasped, for entirely different reasons.

"WHAT THE FAAAAAAAAAAAACK!" the wolf roared.

"David!" Rufus said, gleefully. "Are you _sure?_I can't promise it won't come back in little pieces!"

"DON'T YOU DARE EVEN THINK ABOUT IT!" Cal began thrashing on the floor, rolling his shoulders and thumping his chest against the hardwood.

The stocky fox ignored him. "Ain't no skin off my ass if he chews it up. One of Paul's idiot friends gave it to us. I won't lose any sleep if it disappears. Barely fits in my fuckin' muzz to begin with." He cocked his head at the thrashing lupine, and cracked a mischievous smile. "You ahh, mind if I do the honors? Kinna like to cork this puppy myself."

"_GET AWAY FROM ME WITH THAT THING!"_Cal screeched.

"I would _love_for you to do the honors," Rufus told him, cheerfully.

"Fuck yeah," David growled, grinning and kneeling down. He held the strap of the ballgag in both his hands like he was approaching a circus lion with a net.

Cal snarled at him and bared his teeth. "I'LL RIP YOUR FUCKIN' EARS OFF, YOU BASTARD!" he roared.

While he was yammering, David shoved both of his hands forward, grinning, his eyes a little too wide.

The rubber ball entered Cal's muzzle with ease but lodged against his canines, forcing his thick muzzle open.

"_HRRLHRHRHLRRRGH!"_he snarled, eyes wide and furious.

David frowned. "It won't go past his teeth."

_"HRRRRGHRL!"_the wolf roared.

Rufus frowned. "I think you have to..." He reached forward and put his hands over David's, grasping the leather straps higher up and tugging. "Okay, maybe if we just-" He yanked backwards with his strong arms, and with a _pop!_the ball cleared Cal's canines, jamming deep into the back of his muzzle. It forced his jaw open and pinned his tongue to the base of his muzzle.

"_HRRRRLK!"_the lupine gasped, his eyes widening into perfect circles.

_"There_we go," Rufus rumbled, pulling the straps tight and buckling them behind the furious wolf's head.

_"HRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!"_Cal roared. It was a muffled snarl, at best.

David cocked his head. "Hot damn," he pronounced. "He looks _real_good in that thing." He cracked a lopsided smile. "Now, you be a good puppy for your Master," he said to the gagged wolf.

Cal stared at him, his eyes wide and furious, shaking with rage. After a moment, his pupils contracted into tiny little points.

David chuckled. "Yep. My work here is done." He waved at Rufus. "You have yerself a real good fuck here, Roofie. Seeya around!"

Rufus grinned up at him. "Thanks for stopping by! Always a pleasure."

"Have fun," David said. He winked and disappeared out the front door. He closed the door behind him.

Rufus looked back down at the bound and gagged construction wolf, who was staring at him with an expression considerably further along than "murderous." His eyes weren't narrowed, but rather wide and angry. He was breathing hard and his ears were ratcheted back against his head. The ball showed off all of his teeth, and he seemed to have rows and rows of them, framed at the front by an absolutely monstrous set of canines. The rubber ball deformed gently as the wolf bit down on it with frightening strength.

Rufus grinned down at him. "Well, if _that_isn't the hottest fucking thing I ever did see..." He leaned down. "You want to make this a regular thing, wolfie?"

Furious, Cal snarled at him, his lips pulling up into a vicious snarl. Foamy spittle collected in the holes of the ball-gag. "HRRR_RRRRRR_."

Rufus smirked toothily at him. "How would you like that, cowboy? Why don't you swing by here every couple days? Get off your construction job...I'll give you a couple beers and tie you the fuck up."

Cal stared him down furiously, only now his left eye started twitching.

Rufus chuckled darkly. He reached forward and ruffled the wolf's hair, stroking the back of his neck. "Wow, this is a _huge_improvement. I definitely like you better this way."

Cal bristled - _literally_bristled again - and arched his back.

"Ahhhhhh, we _do_have fun," Rufus mused. He looked down at the wolf. "Well, let's go, wolfie," he said, reaching down for the wolf. He grabbed him by the spreader bar between his ankles, and jammed his thick fingers in underneath the wolf's thick restraint belt.

Cal gasped as Rufus reached for him, and then _yelped_as Rufus got a grip. The wolf fell strangely silent, startled, as Rufus lifted him off of the floor, and his body became perfectly rigid as he dangled from his restraints.

That was just fine for Rufus, who had to lift the heavy wolf, stagger over to the bed, and carefully put him down on the mattress. _"Unf!"_he grunted. "You're like the sleeper sofa of large canines!"

He dumped the construction worker on the mattress as gently as he could, paused to stare at the deep gray of the muscular bound wolf's wide back, and then reached underneath his arms to yank him into place. He left him face-down with his huge paws overhanging the edge of the bed.

Cal hadn't let out so much as a grunt since he picked him up. Frowning, Rufus peered around the wolf's face.

Cal stared back at him, wide-eyed, his ears folded back over his head. When they made eye contact, he looked away.

Rufus frowned. "Feeling a little freaked out, buddy?" he asked, quietly. "I can take the gag out, if you want." He reached for Cal's muzzle.

Abruptly, the wolf snapped out of it, and he snarled, thrashing his head and clenching his jaw as if snapping to bite.

Rufus yanked his hand back. "Yikes! I guess I won't!" He scowled at the prone wolf.

Staring daggers into him, Cal glared back, curling up his upper lips again.

Rufus snorted. "Suit yourself. I don't need to hear you talk to enjoy what I came for." He grabbed a chair from his vanity and dragged it to the base of the bed. "Chew on that gag all you want, pupper, I'm gonna get mine." He dropped ungracefully into the chair.

The wolf growled menacingly at him for a moment, and then yelped in surprise, as Rufus jammed his cold nose into his deep left arch.

Rufus sucked in a deep breath and shuddered as his nostrils were filled with the scent of concentrated construction worker wolf musk once again. He couldn't keep his tongue inside his mouth and slurped the ball of Cal's left foot, reaching up to grab the wolf's hot right heel as he licked. Inside his cargo shorts he was instantly rock-hard again.

"Hrr_RRRRR!"_the wolf squeaked, arching his back and writhing on the bed. The bedframe creaked in protest.

"Mmmhmmm, you can do that all you want, honey," Rufus grunted. He slurped Cal's footpad from arch to heel, planting his thick teeth at the base of Cal's heel and slurping. "Hmm, you taste a little salty," he pronounced. "Can't say I'm surprised."

Cal snorted loudly and snapped his head around to glare at him.

Rufus clamped his hands around the spreader bar and switched paws. He slurped on the wolf's right paw, moistening the black leather to a high shine with his spit.

Cal grunted again, writhing in discomfort. It seemed like the sensations built up for him - he could handle it at first, but as it went on, he started to squirm. Shivering, his big wolf paws questing for a handhold, he bristled again, the thick fur on his massive back fluffing up in discomfort.

Rufus decided to slow down and take his time.

He held the wolf's paw like he was sampling a fine wine, holding the wide part tenderly still, licking and nipping his way down to the ball of his foot. He lapped delicately at the base of Cal's toes, letting his tongue slide in between his fat toes and matting down the short fur with his sticky saliva.

"Hrrr_rrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr_rrrrrrrrrrrrrr," the wolf groaned, hissing and panting softly.

Rufus shifted in discomfort - his thong was making his dick absolutely_throb_, and it was still digging into his asshole. And what the hell was he keeping it on for? The wolf wasn't going to tip him.

Leaning back, he kicked off his sneakers - UA crosstrainers, in fluorescent orange - which he was wearing without socks. They thumped loudly across the floor.

The bound wolf jerked in surprise, and snapped his head around to glare.

Rufus chuckled. "Relax, big man. It's just my shoes." He stood up and unzipped his fly.

Now Cal _really_snapped around, rolling his shoulders, his eyes comically wide.

Rufus rolled his eyes. "Oh God, I keep forgetting how good wolves' hearing is. Relax, I'm not going to do anything. Look, you_get to take clothes off, it's only fitting that I do too." He unbuttoned his cammo shorts and let them drop to the floor with a_whump.

Eyes still as wide as saucers, Cal snapped his head back around. He lay face-down, drooling onto Rufus' pillow, bristling. He bristled, the thick bushy fur standing up on his muscular back, raising over his shoulders and neck into great fluffy peaks.

Rufus stared down at him, cracking a smile as he stuck his thumbs into his thong and pulled it down. His cock swelled to _instant_hardness. "Jesus, you're hot," he rumbled at the wolf. "You're a handsome guy, but you look like a fucking monster with all your fur all bristled out." He shook his head, looking around for a pair of athletic shorts.

There was a pair of white basketball shorts next to the bed. He loped toward them, grunting, idly playing with his throbbing cock. "Ngh, if I'd known I had a musle-wolf tied up on my bed I would have worn something a little less-" He glanced at the construction worker.

Cal was staring directly at the pantsless hyena, his golden eyes wide and intense.

"...restrictive," he finished, slowly.

Caught staring, Cal's white eyebrows shot up in horror, and he snapped his head away, making a faint choking noise. His white muzzle turned deep crimson, and he grit his teeth around his ball gag, snarling. The wolf looked _miserable_at having been caught. His tail even tucked between his legs.

Rufus chuckled to play it off. "Hey, don't worry about it. It's natural to look." He grinned. "Here, why don't you get a nice long sniff, too." He reached down for one of his cross-trainers and stuck the ankle hole over the wolf's nose.

_"RRRRaWWWWRRRRGHHH!"_Cal roared, struggling furiously. His fur all bristled out again, and his tail lashed back and forth. While he was flailing, Rufus pulled the athletic shorts up around his waist. The white fabric didn't do much to hide his erection, but it at least covered his muscular spotted butt.

He grabbed his sneaker before Cal found a way to bite it in half. "Aww, c'mon. That's nine hours of prime hyena musk."

Wide-eyed, Cal shook his head as if he'd been drowning. "HRRRRRGH!" he snarled.

Rufus grinned. "That's what you get for peeking. You'll make all the boys jealous down at the bar though. The bartender's dick is like the holy grail of Boystown. Do you like the piercing?"

Cal growled, deep and angry.

Rufus chuckled and stalked back to his chair at the foot of the bed. He sat down, leaned in, and buried his muzzle in the arch of the wolf's right foot.

Cal snorted again, loudly, trying to pull his feet away.

Rufus threw his arm out and grabbed the wolf's spreader bar.

Cal's legs stopped short and he tugged hard, making the leather manacles around his ankles creak. He grunted and shivered on the bed. The big lupine was clearly not used to being restrained, and his discomfort was giving Rufus a sick little thrill.

Keeping one hand on the spreader bar, Rufus tucked his fingers under the wolf's big paw and made out with his fat leather pawpad, running his teeth and tongue all over the wide spread of ball of Cal's foot.

"Nnn_nnnn_ngghhh," Cal groaned, his voice muffled by the gag.

Rufus was rock-hard again now, and it felt _great_with the missing restriction of his thong. He let go of Cal's feet and put his hand into his lap, playing with himself roughly, and in a few moments, stroking himself. He didn't want to cum anytime soon but it was just too hard to resist touching himself. His cock beckoned, and playing with it felt so very good.

He pumped himself harder, and the noise of him masturbating was readily apparently in the quiet bedroom, and Cal suddenly stiffened as he listened very intently.

Well, what the fuck do I care, he knew this was sexual all along, Rufus thought. He jerked himself faster and louder, shoving his tongue in between Cal's fat toes.

Cal let out a grunt, arching his back and stiffening his legs again. The wolf wasn't going anywhere, but he was definitely not staying still.

Rufus ground his cheek up against Cal's heel, nibbling at his arch with his thick hyena teeth. "Nuhhhhnghh," he moaned, suddenly, surprising himself with the noise. He was breathing hard, now, and he had to slow down his paw or he was going to cum all over himself. His nostrils were full of the wolf's scent and heat was absolutely pouring off of the lupine.

Cal arched his back and lifted his head, snorting loudly. The bound construction worker squirmed readily, and in his writhing, he splayed all five of his fat toes and pressed his fat foot hard against Rufus' face.

"_F-fuuuckk,"_Rufus groaned, nuzzling the wolf's paw and getting his own spit all over his muzzle fur. He let out another soft moan, and then a sharp little hyena hunting laugh.

Cal growled now, rolling his wide shoulders and straining to look back at him. The big wolf rumbled, breathing hard, and pinned Rufus' muzzle between his feet. The gag held his muzzle open wide but his eyes were narrowed and determined.

He was doing it on purpose. Cal was _trying_to make him cum.

With that thought Rufus felt a wave of dizzying pleasure overcome him. He pulled his hand off of his cock and grabbed the base of the bedframe. Warm waves of pleasure rolled over him like ocean waves, and he willed back the tingle in his balls and his shaft base. Think about baseball think about baseball think about baseball!

After a moment the warm feelings threatening to push him over the edge faded. He swallowed a mouth of saliva and sat perfectly still until the urge to cum passed.

Cal watched him, eagerly.

Rufus swallowed. "H-holy shit," he breathed.

The wolf's eyebrows raised in hope.

Rufus stared at him. "You were trying to get me to cum!"

Cal stared back at him, silently.

The hyena grinned. "I'm afraid you're not getting off _that_easy! And neither am I!"

Cal stared at him, blinked a few times, and then narrowed his eyes bitterly.

Rufus grinned. "That was a good try, though. I almost came all over these fat wolf paws of yours." He cocked his head. "I think we both need a little break now," he said, grinning evilly. "You sneaky little bastard."

Cal blinked at him, and then his eyebrows furrowed in alarmed confusion.

Rufus curled his fingers and dragged his claws down both of the wolf's arches.

Cal jerked in surprise and snapped his head back around, squealing around the ball gag. "_HRRRRRRRRROOOOOOOO!"_he howled.

"Hoo boy!" Rufus called. "You know, I was never into tickling but I think I'm changing my mind." He scratched his way through the short fur of Cal's arches, attacking the sensitive skin of his thick muscular feet.

"HRRHRRHRRHRRHRR!" Cal roared, trying to double over and grinding his chest and muzzle into the bed. "HROOOO HRRRAAAHHPITTT!" He shook his head furiously, whimpering and squealing.

"Geez, how do you even put your boots on?" Rufus demanded, lifting his fingers to the lupine's fat heels. He tickled him around the perimeter of the pawpad on his heel, going in little circles and scratching at the sensitive leather.

"HRRRRR!" Cal squealed. "_HRRHRRHRRRRR EEHEEHEEHEEHEE!"_He squeezed his eyes shut and thrashed back and forth, shaking his head and making wolf spit fly all over Rufus' comforter.

The wolf moved his feet in all directions, jerking spasmodically as the spreader bar pulled both his legs in whatever direction he was twitching, and Rufus effortlessly tracked the big man's bare feet with his pointy little claws. He twiddled his fingers in the center of Cal's feet, and the wolf's entire body jerked as the laughter spilled out of him.

The hyena chuckled. "Ah_, there_it is. I thought hyenas were supposed to be the laughing ones!" He twiddled his fingers between the wolf's fat toes.

"AH! AHAHAHAHAHA!" the wolf squealed around his ball gag. He thrashed like an upended housecat, bunching the comforter in all directions, until it looked like a pond surface during a windstorm.

Rufus leaned into it, licking his teeth. The wolf was totally at his mercy. "Man, fingers and claws and I have you totally at my mercy." He left Cal's pawpads and twiddled his fingers in the soft, furry arches of the big wolf's feet.

_"AAAHAAHAAHAAHAA!"_Cal howled, arching his back and jerking. _"HROHROHROHRO!"_he wailed.

Rufus grinned. "Whaddaya gonna do, wolfie? Whaddaya gonna do? _Whaddaya gonna do?"_He lowered his hands and dug his claws in between both Cal's sets of toes and wriggled them fiercely

Squealing, Cal answered the question. He yanked both of his paws out of Rufus' grasp, bending his legs at the knees, and then thrashed them straight out in place.

Oh SHIT, Rufus thought, just before the spreader bar hit him in the mouth.

_WANG!_went the aluminum bar, as it clanged off of his teeth.

Everything went to stars and Rufus was vaguely aware of his chair tipping over backwards, and then he was crashing over the floor in a tangle of spots and chair parts. He sprawled across the floor, his head spinning.

This time it took him a couple of minutes to recover.

Standing, his head throbbing, his entire jaw numb, Rufus staggered over to the bed. Cal was still there, panting and gasping in a puddle of drool.

"YOU. Have GOT. To be KIDDING ME," the hyena grunted.

Cal turned to stare at him, his eyebrows furrowed smugly, and looked like he was about to start chuckling when he saw Rufus' face. Then, abruptly, his golden eyes widened in shock and all the color drained out of his face.

Rufus stared at him. "Wh-wh-what?"

Cal just watched him, horrified.

"Oh God," Rufus said. He still couldn't feel his entire jaw, so he went to the mirror over the dresser.

Neither of his eyes was black, which was good, because the boys at the bar would have come after Cal en masse. He looked back and forth. His head was still spinning, but his jaw didn't appear to be broken. What was he missing? And then he opened his mouth and gasped.

A quarter-inch of his bottom left canine was missing. Astonished, he felt it with his tongue. The tooth itself didn't feel anything, but his tongue definitely felt the sharp termination where there used to be tooth.

Wild-eyed, he whirled. "Are you KIDDING ME?!" he screamed. "You knocked my fucking tooth out?!"

Cal tried to shrink into the bed, his ears folding back against his head. "HAIM HORRY! HRT HID HOO HINK HRRS HRNG HRRR HRPPEN?!" he snarled around the ball-gag. What did you think was going to happen?

"Oh,that's it," Rufus hissed. "That was your last little accident, wolfie. Now you're getting punished."

He grabbed the spreader bar and pulled the wolf down far enough that his waist was level with the foot of the bed. Cal's legs swung down, his bare feet planting on the ground, and he jerked in surprise. The wolf was bent over the foot of the bed, his chest and stomach resting on the mattress. His cheap cowboy-style Levi's wrapped tight around his muscular buttcheeks. It wasn't a bad look.

Cal jerked in surprise, snapping his head back with wide eyes. As soon as he realized he had inadvertently assumed the position, he began struggling, snapping his head back and snarling murderously.

"Oh no you don't!" Rufus snapped. He reached for an umbrella stand near the doorway, which contained a few umbrellas, a novelty pimp cane for costume events at the bar, and lastly, a 24" black leather spanking paddle.

He grabbed the last of these, winded his arm back like an all-star pitcher, and cracked it with considerable strength across the wolf's denim-clad ass. Crack!

"_AAAAGH!"_the wolf shouted, arching his back in one massive, full-body jerk. He slowly turned his head around to stare at Rufus, his eyes perfectly circular.

Rufus hauled off and cracked the wolf across both of his ass cheeks again.CRACK!

"GAAA-AAAHHH!"_the wolf cried, arching his back and snapping his head around. He swiveled again to make eye contact with Rufus, and this time his eyes were filled with rage. He snarled, and after a moment, frothy saliva began dripping down around the corners of the gag. "HWHAT HUH FHUCK? Hrr hr'm hrng hoo _KHILLHROO."

Rufus grinned savagely back at him. "Ahhh, you're tied up and bent over, cowboy. You don't look like you're in a position to kill much of_anything_." He raised an eyebrow, and cracked Cal sharply across the ass again.

_"AHHHHH!"_the wolf boomed around his gag.

Rufus whacked him across the ass again, harder this time. "Aww, you can take it, can't you cowboy?" CRACK!"A big mean wolf like you? You had a lot to say a minute ago!"CRACK!

Cal began thrashing, his massive shoulders rolling back and forth. He grunted with the exertion, his big feet thumping loudly against the floor._"RARR RARR RARR RARR-RRRGH!"_he boomed.

Rufus reached down and gathered up a big fistful of the wolf's scruff. "You trynna get away, cowboy?" CRACK!"You don't want to kill me after all, huh? Maybe rearrange a few teeth for me first? How about right now?"_Still holding the struggling wolf, he hauled his big arm back to full extension, and swung the paddle so fast it actually whistled before impacting the wolf's ass. _CRAAACK!

_"HURRRR-RRRRRRGGHHHH!"_the wolf roared, arching his back and squeezing his eyes shut. He gave one final massive thrash, hard enough to make the bed squeal briefly on the hardwood, and snapped his head around to give Rufus a massive death-glare.

The hyena narrowed his eyes, frowning. "Hm. You don't seem to be particularly sorry."

Cal mad-dogged back at him, eyes wide and murderous. He was _furious._The wolf was literally shaking with rage.

Rufus frowned. "Yanno, I've been on the business end of this thing more than once. It doesn't really do much through a couple layers of denim and cotton." He set the paddle down on the bed. "Let's see how you can handle the _real_thing."

Cal just glared at him.

Rufus stepped forward and slid his paws under the wolf's waist, grabbing his thick belt buckle and beginning to work it open.

_"HrrrrRRREEEERRR!"_Cal squealed, frantically trying to straighten up. His big feet scrambled for purchase on the floor, hindered by the spreader bar.

"Oh no you don't," Rufus grunted, effortlessly unfastening the wolf's belt. Rufus could get a wolf's pants off in record time, and he was at the top of his game at this moment. He unbuttoned the wolf's tail flap, unfastened the wolf's tight jeans, unzipped his fly, and hooked his thumbs into the wolf's pockets before Cal could even get a foothold on the floor. "Now we're gonna see what you're _really_made of!"

Pushing down hard, he yanked the wolf's jeans a foot and a half down his ass.

Cal gasped in horror, tensing from ears to tail and freezing solid, except for his bushy tail, which curled ineffectually over his ass.

Picking up the paddle again, Rufus straightened up, his eyebrows rising slowly skyward.

The big wolf had a perfect ass, as he expected, thick and muscular under deep, shaggy fur. Similarly well-built were his lower thighs, thick and well-developed. But what stopped him in his tracks was the wolf's choice of undergarment. Rather than buried in boring straight-guy underwear, Caleb was completely bare-assed, clad in only a stark white jockstrap. The thin white straps perfectly framed his muscular butt, the thicker white strap ran just above his tail, taut across his lower back. His ass was sandy gray, transitioning to lighter fur and then pure white running up underneath his tail.

Rufus stared at the muscular construction wolf, bound and de-pantsed, frozen in his jockstrap.

He let out a shaky breath. "Okay, that's it. This is the hottest fuckin' scene I have ever been a part of. You're hotter than every other guy at that fuckin' club."

Surprised, Cal turned his head to stare at him. He looked like his jaw would have dropped open, if it hadn't already been forced open around the enormous ball-gag.

Rufus swallowed, running his tongue over his teeth. He came to the gap where his canine should be, and the unexpected space made it feel like half of his jaw was missing. "However, that is not_getting you out of the rest of your punishment." He reached for the wolf's fluffy tail, lifted it out of the way, and cracked the leather paddle across the wolf's bare ass. _Crack!

_"AA-HAANGH!"_Cal grunted, jerking in shock and surprise.

They made eye contact. The wolf stared at him with something between wonder and horror.

Rufus grinned evilly. "Feels a lot different against bare fur, huh, wolfie?" He cracked the paddle against Cal's ass again, a hell of a lot harder this time.

_"AAAAARP!"_Cal yelped. He snapped his head around again, foamy saliva leaking around the corners of his ballgag.

"I'm sorry, wolfie," Rufus cooed, grinning smugly. "We're going to have to go until you no longer want to murder me!" WHISTLE-CRACK!

"AAAAIPE!" the big wolf yelped again. He started to thrash on the bed again, making it bang against the far wall, and once again Rufus had to lean over him and gather up his fluffy scruff. He moved to the wolf's side to have better leverage.

"HRRR-RRRNGH!"_Cal howled, arching his back and tensing up mightily, his massive arms tensing as he fought against his police restraint. Rufus wound up his arm, and cracked him across the ass, hitting him right across the curve of his ass. _"AAAIPE!"

"Bad wolfie - you heard the neighbor. We're supposed to be quiet." CRACK!

"_Aaayipe!"_the wolf yelped, louder this time. His entire back was rigid and tensed with beautiful waves of muscle under Rufus' paw and his loose scruff skin.

"Oh man. You're one bad cowboy - but I'm going to teach you to behave if it's the last thing I do!" Rufus hauled off and cracked the big wolf across the ass, four times in a row, harder with each swing._Crack! Crack! Crack! CRACK!_Underneath the paddle, the wolf's ass began to grow slightly red, under the white parts of his fur.

The wolf let out some kind of feral yelp with each hit, except for the last one.

Rufus grinned. "Hm, what was that? Seems to have been the sound of silence." He rubbed the paddle on Cal's gray-and-white ass. "Let's see if we can do _onnnne moooore_big one without the wolfie making any angry noises. Are you game?" He rubbed the paddle against Cal's vulnerable ass.

The wolf didn't respond, but he did steel himself for the impact, his entire body tensing up.

Rufus rumbled savagely. "I knew you wouldn't disappoint me again, cowboy." He reached back with the paddle, and one last time swung as hard as he dared. CRACK!

"_Aaarp!"_the wolf yelped involuntarily, his entire thick body flinching.

Rufus chuckled. "_How did I know_that was going to happen." He grinned, straightening up. He had definitely worked out his anger, and Cal had put up with a lot more than any straight construction worker should have.

He tossed the paddle onto the bed. It landed a few feet away from Cal's head, out of Rufus' reach.

"There, cowboy," Rufus chuckled. "We're done."

Cal just lay still, breathing shallowly, staring straight ahead. After a moment, he took a deep breath and let it out as a long sigh.

Rufus looked down at the wolf's butt. The inner white part was clearly glowing bright red under his fur, and even the gray parts looked more like a Merlot. His legs were shaking, too.

Rufus grimaced. "Ummmm...sorry, I got a little carried away there. Here, this will help." He reached for the wolf's meaty ass cheeks and gently rubbed the backs of his fingers against Cal's fluffy butt.

_"ARP!"_Cal gasped, flinching with his entire body.

Rufus winced. "I'm sorry! Don't worry, I'm not going to try anything." Rufus turned his hands around and dug his thumbs in, like he was tenderizing a steak.

Cal jerked in surprise again, but after a few more full-body twitches, he settled down.

"Don't worry, cowboy. I'm gonna massage the feeling back into your poor abused butt."

Cal stiffened at the description, but after a few more moments of butt-rubbing attention, he calmed down again.

Rufus looked down at the wolf's muscular figure.

Cal went completely limp on the bedspread, taking another deep breath and letting it out as a long sigh. As the breath left the large lupine, it changed into a quiet rumble. He was still bristling, and he swallowed hard in embarrassment, but the wolf was obviously enjoying himself despite his discomfort.

Rufus dug all eight of his fingers into the wolf's meaty weightlifter butt, his thumbs dangerously close to Cal's tightly-restrained package, gently stroking the cleft of Cal's ass on both sides.

"Hnnnnn_nngghhh_," the wolf rumbled, arching his back very gently. His tail came to life, flopping left and then right.

"_There_we go," Rufus rumbled. "Just like the footrub. Let yourself enjoy it, Cal."

Cal grunted softly, but it was clearly a noise of pleasure.

The hyena expanded the range of his big hands, stroking the wolf's ass from waist to the top of his thighs, flattening his thick fur, only to have it poof out again.

Cal tucked his head into the bedspread, squeezing his eyes shut and furrowing his white brows. The thick wolf lifted himself up onto the balls of his feet. He was pushing his ass into Rufus' fingers.

"Unnnnnnnnnggh," the wolf groaned, a noise of undisguised pleasure.

Rufus swallowed hard. His erection had returned with a vengeance, now that the bare-assed musclewolf was practically moaning in pleasure. Rufus wasn't generally one to top, but the laid-out construction worker was an undeniably sexy sight. He leaned his body back a bit, so his fat hyena dick wouldn't stick directly between Cal's legs. His shorts were holding back his dick, but only just.

Rufus squeezed both of the wolf's butt cheeks as hard as he could. Cal shivered and arched his back.

The hyena let out a shaky sigh. Considering for a moment, he let his fingers wander, over the strap delineating the edge of the wolf's ass, and let his fingers stray across the wolf's hip.

Cal slowly turned his head to growl.

Rufus cracked a savage smile. He reached around for Cal's stomach, sliding just above the thick part of his jockstrap.

Cal started to glare, but after a moment his eyes widened, and he fell silent with a full-body shiver.

"That's what I thought," Rufus chuckled, darkly. "I found a beta wolf in here, didn't I?" He tickled the construction worker's stomach, stroking a wide area of the wolf's vulnerable tummy.

Cal glanced angrily at him but arched his back, lifting his lips up over the ball gag and shivering.

Rufus rumbled. "The bondage. The gag. The humiliation. It was too much for you, wasn't it, wolfie?" Rufus leaned over the wolf, dragging his claws down the lupine's vulnerable flanks. He lay his palms flat on Cal's sides, feeling his thick core muscles and the gentle curve of his stomach. "And now you're gonna let me do whateeeeeever I want. You're not even going to question it."

Cal squeezed his eyes shut and shivered.

Rufus grinned. "Mmmm," he rumbled.

Leaning over, he slipped his fingers under the cleft of Cal's stomach.

Cal arched his back and left out a soft grunt.

Reaching downward, Rufus slid his finger's across the wolf's vulnerable stomach. He had just enough room past the foot of the bed to meet over Cal's navel, just above the strap of his jock. The wolf had a gentle paunch, and Rufus stroked through his soft fur and felt up the wolf's firm, vulnerable stomach.

The wolf let out a short, sharp gasp, but it wasn't an entirely unpleasurable sound.

"That's it," Rufus rumbled. "Just relax, and let it feel good." He dug his fingers in, enjoying the resistance of the construction worker's thick midsection. He was _all_over Cal - an hour ago the wolf probably would have screamed at him, but now the wolf just squirmed and shivered. "There's a lot more to you than what you show when you walk in the door, huh, cowboy."

Cal let out a little panting noise underneath him. He shivered, his handcuffs rattling, arching his back so hard he lifted his head and shoulders up off the bed.

Rufus grinned. "You don't even know what to do with yourself, do you, wolfie?" He slid his hands up onto the wolf's bare hips, digging his claws in.

Cal just grunted underneath him, breathing hard.

Rufus nodded. He reached for the back of the wolf's neck and roughly gathered up a fistful of his scruff.

"_Ah!"_Cal gasped, stiffening from head to toe.

"Shhh," Rufus told him. "Stand up, wolfie."

Arching his back, Cal awkwardly raised his shoulders up off the bed. Rufus helped him, lifting the wolf, hard. He leaned forward to brace his other hand on the bed.

Wide-eyed and clenching his fists inside his puppy mitts, Cal straightened up, inhaling sharply around his ball gag.

"Shhhhhh,' Rufus rumbled. "It's okay." He lifted Cal to a fully-standing position and pushed in close against him. "Just breathe, Cal. In and out." He pressed up against the wolf's muscular back, reaching around his muscular arms to slip his big hand around Cal's vulnerable throat.

"_Unghk!"_Cal gurgled, jerking in surprise, but Rufus' hand was already in place around his throat.

Rufus reached around the wolf's other side, pinning both of Cal's arms to his sides. He put his right hand on Cal's belly, digging his claws into the underside of the wolf's paunch.

_"Aaaah-arngh,"_Cal gasped, writhing in place. He writhed in Rufus' arms, gasping and whimpering, but there was absolutely no denying the tinge of pleasure in the noises he was making. The big wolf made no attempt whatsoever to get away, just gasped and shivered in the grasp of the muscular hyena.

Rufus clamped both of his paws down, roughly massaging Cal's throat, forcing his blocky muzzle upwards. "Breathe, wolfie," he commanded. "Take a deep breath!"

Cal sucked in a breath, shaking.

"Gooood," Rufus rumbled. "Now hold it for a minute and then let it out." He stroked the wolf's bare stomach, digging his fingers in hard enough to pull the wolf back against himself. Cal's arms tensed uselessly in Rufus' grasp.

Obediently, Cal let out his breath in one long shaky sigh.

"That's it," the hyena cooed. "Isn't this lupine submission shit_wonderful?_ See, normally you would be screaming at me right now," Rufus rumbled. "But you're feeling _reeeally submissive_so all of this just feels really good. Doesn't it? My wolf buds tell me it's like being on ecstasy."

Cal let out a soft grunt. He was starting to pant again.

Rufus frowned. "Breathe."

Cal swallowed, half-glancing toward Rufus but not quiet making it. He took a deep, shaky breath.

Rufus gently dug his thumb and forefinger in at the base of Cal's muzzle, sliding in under the wolf's jawbone. He slid in firmly, pointing Cal's muzzle upwards and further exposing his throat. Holding the wolf in this position of vulnerability, Rufus slid his other hand all the way up Cal's torso, feeling up the wolf's stomach and his bare chest.

_"Unngh!"_the wolf grunted, reflexively trying to double over, but Rufus had him by the throat, so all he did was force himself back against the hyena.

Rufus dug his claws into the wolf's fur and dragged them gently across the wolf's muscular chest.

"Hnn! Ahhhnh!" the wolf gasped.

Rufus traced his claws across the wolf's thick pecs, feeling the slabs of muscle in the wolf's chest. He flattened his palm and slid his fingers through the wolf's thick fur, feeling for the construction worker's nipples. He found the wolf's right nipple and gently traced it with his finger pads.

Cal whimpered gently, arching his back against the hyena. The wolf lifted his head even past the point where Rufus was forcing him.

Rufus tightened his grip, bear-hugging the muscular wolf. Cal's legs were spread and Rufus was definitely more erect than not. His thick cock was still pointing downward but just barely. It brushed up against the wolf's inner thighs. If Cal noticed, he didn't care enough to protest.

Rufus released the wolf's throat, and now he traced both his big hands over the massive wolf's vulnerable chest and stomach.

Hopelessly overstimulated, Cal writhed and whimpered in his arms. Rufus couldn't quite see his face, but he was almost sure the wolf was squeezing his eyes shut.

"Poor mean wolfie," the hyena teased, stroking the wolf's flanks, and feeling up his massive upper arms. "Look how exposed you are," he rumbled. "Big mean wolfie but I can do whatever I want to you." He grazed the wolf's armpits with his claws.

Cal grunted and shivered against him, gasping.

"Relaaax," Rufus rumbled. "Just breathe." He put both his hands on the wolf's thick pecs and felt through his thick fur for the wolf's buried nipples.

"_Hnnnnh!"_Cal whimpered, a high-pitched noise of pleasure.

"I have to say, I'm enjoying your new demeanor," Rufus rumbled. He finally found the wolf's nipples and lightly clamped on to both of them.

Cal let out a soft, involuntary gasp, and began to shiver in his arms. He glanced guiltily back at Rufus, his eyes wide and alarmed.

Rufus held the wolf tight and played with his nipples for several long moments, while the wolf squirmed and shivered in his arms, involuntarily grinding back against Rufus' stomach, his muscular back pressing up against Rufus' chest.

Rufus leaned forward, pressing his muzzle up against the back of the wolf's neck.

Cal writhed in his arms, breathing hard.

Rufus opened his teeth and bit down.

_"Nnnnnggghhh,"_the wolf groaned, sagging against Rufus' chest, and the hyena finally decided to make his move.

He released the wolf's sensitive nipples and just rubbed his chest, trailing a claw down between the wolf's thick pecs.

Cal just leaned against him, panting around his ball gag. A thin streamer of drool cascaded out of the corner of his mouth onto the bedspread.

Rufus put his left hand back onto the wolf's throat. Cal made a faint choking noise again, his entire thick body quivering gently. Rufus leaned in, pressing his head up against the trapped, helpless wolf's muzzle. He squeezed his throat, lifting his muzzle.

Cal squirmed gently, his muscular body stiffening. He was breathing hard and fast, a tinge of a whimper in his voice.

Rufus let his other hand slide down the wolf's stomach, over the thick strap of his jockstrap.

Cal shied away, letting out a soft whimper.

Digging his fingers into the wolf's jawbone, Rufus pressed their muzzles together. He growled softly.

Cal bristled, but he shivered, too. He let out a little groan.

Rufus slid his hand down the front of Cal's leg, onto his bare thigh. He felt the thick fur of Cal's meaty quad, tickling the very top of the wolf's bare leg.

Cal squirmed in Rufus' arms, breathing hard and fast again. Finely-aerosolized wolf spit escaped from the air holes in a small, faint cloud.

"Breeeeeeeeeeeaatthheee, Rufus commanded.

Cal swallowed hard, holding his breath for a moment.

Rufus slipped his fingers in underneath the heavy pouch of Caleb's jockstrap. It was a thick cotton jockstrap, designed for utility, not for sexiness, but even though the rough cotton he could feel the meaty heaviness of Cal's fat wolf package.

Cal whimpered, his muzzle shying away.

"Don't think," Rufus rumbled. He leaned in, muzzle to muzzle with Cal. "Just let it happen."

Cal grit his teeth, his lips rising up around his teeth. Rufus angled his muzzle and licked the wolf's mouth, pressing up against him, a messy, drooly kiss. Cal's eyes widened for a moment, but the muzzle-on-muzzle contact was too much for him, and dazed, his eyelids slowly lowered.

Gently, Rufus slid his fingers through the side of the pouch of the wolf's jockstrap.

Cal's breath quickened again, but not out of anxiety.

Rufus found the wolf's cock half-hard already, and as soon as he slipped the cloth of the jockstrap up over Cal's bulge, the wolf's cock grew to startling hardness. Rufus put his hand around Cal's shaft and massaged the wolf's cock, his big hand shaking eagerly, working the wolf to full hardness. His cock was hot to the touch and felt heavy in Rufus' hand.

Cal panted hard around his ballgag, his eyes rolling back into his head. "Hhhhh_hnnnrrghhhh,"_he moaned, lifting his head and half-closing his eyes.

Rufus roughly massaged his throat, squeezing the wolf's fat cock and slowly jacking him off.

Cal moaned again, leaning hard back against the hyena.

"There we go," Rufus rumbled. "That's what I wanted." The wolf's cock was thick in his hand, as big as Rufus' own dick or more. He had a fat cockhead and Rufus parked his finger at the base of it, rubbing his fingerpads all over the wolf's sensitive glans.

Cal arched his back and bucked his hips gently, growling deep in his chest. The wolf looked totally out of it and over the moon in pleasure.

Rufus squeezed the big lupine's throat, grinding their muzzles together. Now his saliva was flowing freely, and he slurped at the wolf's gag, covering both of their muzzles in spit.

Cal moaned softly, pushing his body back hard against him. He sagged erratically, and Rufus could tell the big wolf's knees were going weak.

Rufus let out a shaky sigh. He squeezed Cal's fat cock and slowly pumped, giving it a few test pumps before settling into a rhythm.

Cal whimpered softly, gritting his teeth and biting down hard on the gag. His cock throbbed in Rufus' paw, as stiff as a rubber dildo and hot to the touch.

Rufus slid his muzzle off of Cal's mouth, and bit down on the wolf's neck again, burying his muzzle in the crook of the bigger wolf's neck.

_"Nnngh!"_Cal grunted, twitching. He bucked his hips, hard against Rufus' hand.

Grunting, Rufus tightened his bearhug around the construction worker, holding his hand still except for a slow, methodical pumping.

_"Nggh,"_Cal growled again, leaning forward and bucking his hips.

He did it again, and again, and Rufus could feel the power in the muscular wolf's thick legs. Cal was unashamedly humping his paw. The bed and the floor shivered, Rufus could barely hold on to the powerful animal.

The hyena let out a shaky sigh. "You fuckin' animal," he breathed. "You just want to fuck, don't you? Wolf to the core."

Cal glanced back at him with half-closed eyes, growling softly around the ball gag.

"Hold still," Rufus told him.

He was only gone a second, and returned with another few accessories.

The first was a latex condom, which he put on by reaching around the wolf. Cal writhed in his arms as Rufus encased the wolf's dick in the rubber, squirming in place and growling in protest.

The second was a flashlight-style sex toy, fully-sized for Rufus' monster dick, and an accompanying tube of lube.

"You wanna hump, wolfie?" Rufus growled. "Let's do this proper." He uncapped the lube and drizzled it messily over the wolf's latex-encased cock.

Cal grunted in discomfort, writhing back against the muscular hyena.

"Shut up," Rufus told him. "You'll like this. This thing is made for wolves who just want to hump." He lined up the opening of the fleshlight - the lining was a basic silicone tube with a hole in it - with the fat head of the wolf's cock. It took him a moment to line it up, and the wolf clearly had no idea what was going on, but Cal was crowbar-stiff, and the wolf's cock slid into the toy immediately. Rufus could _feel_the wolf plunging into the toy, and sinking inch after inch into the tight passage.

_"N-ngh!"_Cal grunted, his entire body shivering, the sensation catching him completely off-guard. He shivered violently, his tail lashing back and forth behind him, hitting Rufus in the stomach and sides. After a moment he put together the concept and leaned forward, eagerly penetrating the silicone passage.

Rufus pushed up against the wolf, gritting his teeth. "Yeah, I thought you'd fuckin' like that."

Cal took only seconds to settle into a rhythm of fucking the toy in Rufus' hand, and the hyena got a hell of a workout trying to hold the fleshlight still against the wolf's merciless pounding. He braced the handle end against the bed's box spring, and he still had to strain to hold it in place. Cal bent his knees and doubled down, gritting his teeth and growling, pumping fast and hard and evenly, like an oil well. The wolf was a muscular monster, and his thrusts had an incredible amount of power behind them.

Gritting his teeth, Rufus put his other hand on the wolf's hip, digging his claws into the wolf's exposed fur, feeling his thick leg muscle roiling as he fucked. Rufus was as hard as a stone, his cock straining painfully against his basketball shorts, the wolf's thick tail brushing it occasionally. He was so keyed up he could barely restrain a hunting laugh.

"Hh-hhhnnnggghhh," Cal snarled, leaning so far forward he threatened to topple over. His bound arms tensed beautifully as he strained to put his arms out to steady himself.

Rufus put a paw in the center of Cal's back, feeling the wolf's thick, stiff back muscles.

The wolf shivered and glanced back at him, his golden eyes wide and intense. They stared at each for a moment, while the wolf fucked, and in that moment Rufus felt truly connected to the bigger man.

The next step became clear.

Rufus withdrew his hand, holding held the toy just out of fucking range, and Cal's throbbing cock slipped out of it, making a slimy _sllllkt_noise, as the wolf's concentration broke.

The wolf snapped his head back to glare at him, crazy-eyed.

Rufus licked his lips. His heart was pounding, and he felt hot all over. "No more toy, cowboy. You're gonna fuck the real thing now."

The hyena reached down and unclipped both of the wolf's puppy-mitts from his restraint belt. The wolf's eyes widened as his arms were finally freed. Rufus stepped to the side, swallowed hard, and lowered himself onto all fours. When he was down on his hands and knees, he reached behind himself, hooked a thumb into the waistband of his athletic shorts, and slid them down over his muscular ass.

Still rock-hard, his pants around his upper legs, Cal stared at him with astonishment.

For a moment, Rufus was afraid he'd broken the haze of lust he'd held over the wolf, and then Cal pivoted on one shackled leg and dropped on top of him with all of his weight.

_"Oof!"_Rufus grunted. He strained to hold himself on all fours with the weight of the wolf dead on his back.

The heavy wolf writhed on top of him for a moment, lowering his newly-freed arms to steady himself on all fours over Rufus, and planted himself over the hyena. Rufus felt the wolf move over him, and then suddenly the Cal's cock jabbed him just behind his balls, leaving a smear of hot lube and making him jerk.

Cal tried to hump again, letting out a frustrated snarl when he couldn't line his iron-stiff cock up correctly. The big animal balanced precariously on his mitted paws, growling angrily.

"Ngh, easy," Rufus grunted, reaching behind himself for the wolf's slimy cock. He found the wolf still as stiff as ever, and arched his back, guiding Cal's cockhead between his cheeks and lining the wolf's fat cock up with his asshole. More lube was probably called for, but Rufus ached for the wolf inside him, and he couldn't wait another second.

Cal tightened his arms around Rufus' sides and bucked his hips, hard, and just like that he speared the hyena and spread him wide.

"Aaahh!" Rufus gasped, arching his back and gritting his teeth. "Easy!" He shivered, letting out a shaky breath, trying not to tense. Cal's cock was a hot spear inside of him, and he shivered.

Breathing hard right into Rufus' ear, Cal pushed forward. The wolf sank inexorably into him, inch after inch, and Rufus fought like crazy to not reflexively clench his asshole shut on the invading wolf meat.

"Aaa-aahrrnngghh,"_Cal whimpered above him, as he strained forward and sank into the hyena's tight passage, and then the wolf's whine lowered into a _growl, a noise so deep and terrifying it made Rufus' fur bristle. It reverberated in the room and bounced back from the dark corners.

The wolf hilted inside him, his muscular legs pressed flat against the back of Rufus' ass, and the hyena threw one hand up to grab the wolf's scruff. He needed a minute before the wolf started pumping him like an oil well. Cal wasn't the biggest he had taken, but he was big, and Rufus held the wolf's scruff and hung his head, panting, his tongue hanging out and spotting the carpet with little drops of saliva.

Cal froze on top of him as soon as Rufus grabbed him, his entire body freezing as stiff as his cock inside the hyena. He breathed fast and shallow above Rufus, his arms squeezing the hyena's sides like a tight harness. "Nnngh!"

"E-easy," Rufus grunted, writhing around the wolf impaled on him. "Eeeassssyyy." He gently relaxed his deathgrip on the wolf's scruff.

Cal lowered his head and pressed their snouts together, and as Rufus eased his grips, the wolf's hips began moving. The big man started slowly, arching his back and drawing his cock out of the hyena beneath him, slowly and gently, then lazily sliding back in.

Rufus grit his teeth, as the relaxed friction turned the feeling of uncomfortable stretching into slow, burning pleasure. He let out a shaky breath.

Cal heard it and picked up on it like a predator catching a scent. He growled, low and dangerous, and set into a gentle, almost lazy rhythm, drawing his cock out only a few inches, and then sliding back into the captive hyena.

Rufus inhaled sharply and let out a quiet gasp. "Aaunngghh," he breathed, his fingers slowly opening and sliding off of the wolf's scruff. He wordlessly lowered his hand and steadied himself on his arms and legs. "Oh mannn," he breathed, quietly. "That's it. Ungh - just like that."

The wolf lowered his muzzle and pressed his shaggy head against Rufus neck, and now he settled into a rhythm again, slowly and shallowly humping the hyena, his cock filling Rufus almost to the point of pain, but the never-ending slow friction in and out of him filling the hyena with a dull pleasure.

Rufus raised his head, letting his tongue loll out, and the wolf rubbed their muzzles together. The wolf's weight was making the hyena's arms burn, but the bulk on Rufus' back gave the hyena goosebumps as the big wolf unceasingly fucked him. He wasn't usually the type to cum from bottoming, or even to get particularly aroused, but he felt his cock grow stuff and pendulous, hanging between his legs.

Cal started to speed up, growling now, letting out low, rough snarls, tiny flecks of airborne wolf spit escaping around the ball locked into his muzzle. He made eye contact with Rufus, his golden eyes narrowed like a predator's. The wolf was in a rhythm now, and he knew Rufus was loving it. He knew he was pleasing him.

Dazed, Rufus leaned in and licked at the wolf's muzzle, slurping up some wolf spit, licking at the wolf's teeth. Cal growled, but he didn't stop fucking.

The wolf sank his cock fully into the hyena's ass again, pressing hard, and Rufus felt the wolf's knot starting to intrude into his asshole. He let out a sharp gasp.

Cal lifted his mitted paws up from Rufus' sides and hooked his arms over Rufus' shoulders, the unclasped carabiners rattling on either side of his head, and the wolf got much better leverage. Pulling back on Rufus' shoulders, Cal leaned in and _really_bucked into him, thrusting into the hyena's ass with at least as much force as Rufus had spanked him earlier. The wolf _pulled_himself into Rufus, no longer relying on just his leg muscles, and the force difference was incredible.

_"Aaaah!"_Rufus moaned, arching his back and gritting his teeth. The wolf slammed into his ass with startling strength - the wolf had a tenuous grip at best on Rufus' shoulders, but he more than made up for it with sheer power. The wolf pounded into him, inexorably, over and over, and now Rufus' felt the wolf's knot butting up against his asshole on every thrust.

Cal whine-whimpered over him, the beginnings of a howl sliding into the wolf's vocalizations. The wolf was making nothing but wild noises now, and as he whimpered ferally over Rufus' back, the hyena felt uninhibited wolf drool drip and spattering onto his shoulders and his mane.

Rufus could tell the wolf was close, and with a shock Rufus realized he was a stone's throw away himself, the pounding on his prostate and the wolf's slow, machine-like fucking taking their toll. Rufus' cock was thick and alive, bouncing along underneath him, and the weight alone was like being slowly and teasingly jacked off, as the wolf's balls lightly slapped his own, slowly and regularly, over and over. As the wolf broadcast his own sexual excitement it seemed to drag Rufus inexorably toward the same goal, and with a start he realized that Cal was going to make him cum without ever touching him.

Cal pressed up against him, hard, and once again Rufus felt the wolf's thick knot threatening to plunge into him. He kept humping, and on every thrust Rufus felt the knot sink into his asshole. Cal must be close, based on how big his knot felt. That or he was was just huge.

Rufus grit his teeth, shivering, and he realized how close he was himself. The wolf vibrated him, seemingly down to his bones, from his skeleton out, pumping him like a piston, over and over and over, building inside him. He let out a sharp hunting laugh, clenching his fingers into fists, resisting the urge to clamp down on the wolf's intruding member. _"H---hnggghh!"_he squealed, squirming and writhing underneath the big wolf.

Cal heard this noise and snorted like he was changing direction mid-hunt, growling deep and threateningly, his eyes wide and wild. He was sweating and drooling now, and Rufus was encased in a cloud of musky wolf scents. He rode higher up the hyena's ass, and Rufus realized the wolf was on the verge of tying him.

"D-do it!" the hyena snarled. "I want it all!"

Without hesitation, Cal thrust viciously forward, and his meaty knot popped into Rufus' ass with a bigger jolt than the spreader bar to the teeth.

_"Aaahh!"_Rufus cried in pleasure, and the sudden thrust of wolf dick even deeper into his guts sent him flying off the edge. He bucked his hips as his orgasm crashed over him, his cock tensing and jerking as he blasted hyena cum all over the floor. Rufus snarled and writhed underneath the wolf's weight, and he couldn't resist clenching down on the wolf's invading member, his entire thick body shaking as his hands-free orgasm racked him.

Cal dug in as hard as he could, sending jolts of pain shooting down both of Rufus' shoulders, as the wolf threw his head back and howled around the gag. _"Arrarrarooooo!"_he howled, as best he could around the rubber in his muzzle, shallowly bucking his hips as he filled his conquest with hot wolf seed, holding the note for what seemed like minutes.

"Ah! Ahhhhnngghh-ohgahd," Rufus moaned, reaching down to play with himself. He came and came for a long time, emptying his balls out into the shag carpet, jerking his fat cock and straining to hold still for the big wolf still riding him.

Cal stopped howling but kept humping, bracing himself on the hyena's shoulders, growling faintly and humping as best he could. The wolf was still cumming; Rufus could feel the big animal's cock twitching in his ass, and if he hadn't been wearing a condom he would absolutely have painted Rufus' guts with cum. Even tied, wolf's powerful body was still pistoning on top of him, and as Rufus clenched it sent jolts of pleasure through his entire nervous system.

Cal's rigorous rhythm finally started to break down, and the wolf jerked his lips with less regularity, his entire body stiffened on top of Rufus. Finally he stopped humping altogether, and then sank down on top of the hyena, panting.

Rufus perched on all fours, gasping for breath. He shivered, and swallowed hard.

"H-holy_shit_," he breathed.

The wolf grunted and shivered, making no effort to support himself, relying entirely on Rufus to hold him up. His entire body shivered, making Rufus' asshole vibrate, and the hyena clenched his teeth.

They perched there, panting, for several long moments.

Swallowing, Rufus let out a long, shaky breath. His arms were burning like crazy.

The wolf was still hard inside him, and would be for another 20 minutes or so. That was the consequence of letting a wolf tie you.

He glanced at the wolf. Cal hung his shaggy head over Rufus' shoulder, the wolf's eyes dazed and unfocused. The big wolf was still breathing hard, his nostrils flaring, but he was clearly on the verge of passing out. Typical wolf.

"That was fuckin' amazing," Rufus breathed.

The wolf glanced at him, blinking slowly, and took a deep, labored breath.

Rufus licked his teeth and shivered in pleasure. "Hoo. Hoo." He squirmed lightly in place. "Ugh, I'm gonna try to lie down. Hold on, OK?"

The wolf grunted non-committally.

Stifling a chuckle, Rufus slowly lowered himself onto the thick shag carpet. His arms shook like he'd done a hundred push-ups.

Cal stiffened on top of him, grunting in displeasure at the shifts in movement. Obviously the big lupine wasn't a fan of overstimulation.

Finally, Rufus' chest rested on the thick shag carpet. The floor was hard and it didn't feel great on his dick, and he was lying in a lukewarm splatter of his own cum, but it was a hell of a lot better than trying to hold the wolf's weight while Cal's knot went down. And besides, the wolf's weight on top of him was not an entirely unpleasant sensation. He was hot and soft, like a nice blanket. Or a sleeping bag full of free weights.

Cal was taller than Rufus, and lying on top of him, the wolf's head hung over Rufus' shoulder, and the wolf's hot moist breath was strangely comforting.

Rufus took a deep breath, squirming lightly around the wolfmeat impaled on his ass. Cal stiffened again and grunted in irritation.

They lay still for a moment, and both of them finally managed to catch their breath. Cal took a deep breath and let it out as a heavy sigh.

Rufus glanced at the lupine. Still ball-gagged, Cal met his glance for half a second, and then his ears folded back and he looked away.

The hyena swallowed, feeling a pang of sudden guilt. He hadn't _meant_to subject the construction worker to a bondage house of horrors and then seduce him. It had just sort of...happened.

Rufus took a shallow breath. "Um...c'mere." He reached his big arms up over Caleb's neck. It was fairly difficult with Rufus' beefy arms, and both of his shoulders started to cramp painfully, but at last he worked his thick fingers around the buckle strap on the back of Cal's head.

Grunting in exasperation, Rufus managed to work the straps back around to the front of Cal's face. He let go and slid his arm under his own neck, raising himself up onto his elbows to do it.

Cal twitched violently at the shift in their bodies. _"Hnngh!"_he jerked, squirming at the overstimulation. "Shahp hooving!" he whimpered

"Sorry!" Rufus muttered. "Hold on." He grabbed both of the freed straps. "Okay, this is going to stick on your canines, so...like, pull, okay?"

His eyes narrowing, Cal pulled his head back. After a moment he _really_pulled, and his thick neck muscles stood out in sharp relief.

Rufus tightened his fingers around the leather straps, straining to hold on.

"Hhhnngg_nngghhhRRRGH!"_Cal grunted, and the huge rubber ball popped out from between his canines. "MLAAAAHHH!" he groaned, his huge lupine tongue spilling out of his mouth. _"Got damn!"_he spat.

Rufus held on to the slimy ball for a second, and then tossed it away. It landed with a _splut!_on the hardwood. The rubber was full of deep gouges. He didn't think they would be returning it.

He looked back at Cal. The big wolf was licking his teeth, screwing his muzzle into all sorts of contortions, working his jaw, his massive tongue lolling out every few seconds. He swallowed, and then swallowed again.

Rufus frowned guiltily at him. "How, uh, how ya doin', cowboy?"

The wolf glared at him, murderously. "I have an idea: let's not talk about any of this," he snarled.

Rufus stared at him, and after a moment, let out a long sigh. "Well...alright. Sorry."

Cal nodded, swallowing again. He let out another little growl.

Rufus blinked at him, wide-eyed.

Annoyed, Cal lifted his thick arms, which terminated in Rufus' black leather puppy mitts.

"OH!" Rufus gasped. He felt himself blushing immediately. "H-hold on," he said, lifting himself onto his elbows again, making his entire body move.

Still impaled on the hyena, Cal stiffened and grit his teeth, his eyes rolling back into his head. He hissed loudly.

"Sorryyy!" Rufus whimpered. He strained to hold still while he reached for the wolf's hands. "Does it hurt?" He swallowed.

Cal let out a shaky breath. "Hurt? _No,_it don't hurt! It's like fuckin' cumming again! I'm gonna pass out!"

Rufus blinked at him. "Seriously?"

The wolf narrowed his eyes. "Don't you fucking d-"

Rufus clenched his asshole around the invading wolf, arching his back to do it.

Cal froze in place, squeezing his eyes shut. His entire body stiffened, and his toothy maw opened sharply. _"Ggg-hhgghkt!"_He clenched his arms around Rufus' shoulders, which felt damn good.

Rufus ever-so-gently shifted his hips from side to side, squirming in place under the captive wolf. It was painful on his abused asshole, but it felt good to move his thick muscles.

The wolf started to shake on top of him, his mouth contorting as if he was being electrocuted, and Rufus realized he was no longer breathing.

Eyes wide, he froze in place.

Cal jerked in shock and sucked in a breath. _"Aahh-aahhhnnnngh!"_he whimpered, his voice high and pained.

Rufus stared at him. "Holy shit! I thought you were kidding!"

Cal stared at him, horrified, panting desperately. "BOY!" he roared.

Rufus swallowed.

Frowning furiously, Cal presented his trapped fists again.

Blushing fiercely, Rufus quickly unbuckled the puppy mitts, releasing the wolf's big sweaty hands from their leather bindings.

Cal grunted unhappily, flexing his thick fingers. He put his arms at his side.

They were silent for a moment.

Rufus cleared his throat. "So, uh, how long until you start to go down?"

Cal grunted. "Dunno," he said.

Rufus blinked. "You don't know?"

Cal shot him a glare. "Ain't never tied nobody before."

Rufus' eyes widened.

The wolf's expression clouded over. "I thought we made it clear we weren't going to talk."

Rufus swallowed. "Sorry! I'll be quiet."

Cal let out a shaky sigh. "Good. Hold still and shut your yap."

Rufus snapped his mouth shut.

Cal took a deep breath, and let out again. "About time." He swallowed hard, rolling his own thick shoulders, and after a moment he draped his head over Rufus' shoulder. The wolf relaxed, laying his arms at Rufus' sides, pressing his muzzle up against the side of the hyena's neck and yawning.

Surprised, Rufus held perfectly still.

Finally relaxed, the wolf took a deep breath, and let out a hot, moist breath. He closed his eyes, rumbling contentedly, pressed up against the hyena underneath him, and sighed.

Rufus relaxed, too.

After a drowsy few minutes, Rufus blinked awake. The wolf was still a hot sweaty mass on top of him, but he no longer felt like he was going to be ripped in half by the monster's knot. Cal began to stir too, and after a moment, he shifted his weight and began to slide out.

"Ack!" Rufus grunted softly.

Cal grit his teeth and squirmed, and slowly backed his way out of the hyena.

"Sheeee-eeez!" Rufus whimpered, arching his back and straining to hold still.

There was a light pop as the wolf's receded knot slit out of him, and then an agonizing friction as he pulled out completely.

Rufus crawled out from under him, his arms already burning with soreness. He'd be feeling this one for days.

He scooted away, pulling his shorts up over his waist, and looked back at Cal. The wolf watched him warily, perched on all fours, his jeans around his quads, his ankles still trapped in the spreader bar, his cock still impressive even while half-flaccid.

They watched each other.

Finally, Cal spoke.

"You got a fire escape, right? I need a cigarette."

Cracking a smile, Rufus pointed to the bedroom window.

Rufus visited the kitchen before joining Cal on the fire escape. He grabbed a big bottle of water, washed his face and hands in the kitchen sink, and padded back to the window over the master bed. By the time he was back, Cal had removed the spreader bar and slipped out the open window.

It was the small hours of the morning, and the air was chilly, maybe near freezing. The cold dry air felt great on Rufus' bare fur and in his lungs.

There were two cheap folding chairs on the balcony, and Cal was perched in one of them, smoking quietly. The monster wolf was still shirtless, looking like a movie werewolf in the moonlight. He leaned over, his muscles pumped and used, surrounded by cigarette smoke and a faint cloud of steam which hovered around his sweaty fur.

Rufus lowered himself in the chair next to the wolf. Wordlessly, he handed the water bottle to Cal.

The wolf's eyes lit up when he saw it, and he lifted his head and guzzled it down, slurping noisily and finishing it in one go. He wiped his muzzle with the back of his hand, and nodded his thanks.

Rufus lit a cigarette too, and they sat in silence for a few moments, listening to the night. The cold air was mostly silent, though a little bit of noise occasionally filtered over from the bar streets.

After a moment, Rufus scooted his chair over next to the wolf. He leaned against him, snuggling up to the wolf's furry arm and shoulder.

Cal narrowed his eyes, opening his mouth. "What the hell do you think you're-"

"I thought we weren't talking," Rufus reminded him.

The wolf blinked at him, considered a moment, and then chuckled softly. "Alright," he rumbled, straightened in his seat, and went back to smoking.

Rufus took a deep breath and let it out as a relaxed sigh, leaning up against the wolf's warmth.

By the time steam stopped finally rising off of the wolf's fur and they went back inside, it was past 4:00 a.m. Rufus wanted to ask if the wolf was staying, but by the time he climbed back in the window and locked it, the wolf was laboriously stripping off his jeans and his jockstrap. He was a good-looking guy, and he looked even better naked.

Rufus watched him, eyes wide.

The wolf growled softly. "You sleep on the couch. I'm taking the bed." Without waiting for a response, he turned off the bedside lamp and crawled into Rufus' bed.

Rufus snorted. "Oh, like hell," he muttered, climbing into the other side of the bed.

There was a quiet growl in the darkness. Rufus felt under the covers until he found the big shaggy beast. Cal was curled into a partial ball, his back to Rufus, and he snarled dangerously as Rufus' hands contacted his muscular back.

"Shut your damn mouth," Rufus grunted, dragging his claws gently down the wolf's back , and Cal's snarling cut out like a record needle had been lifted.

Rufus yawned, chuckling, laying back as he idly stroked the wolf's shoulder and back. "That's what I thought. Go to sleep."

Cal grunted softly, shivered once, and then took a deep breath, which he let out as a big contended lupine sigh.

Rufus smiled into the darkness. "G'night, cowboy,"

Light. It was light out.

Rufus opened his eyes and blinked awake. He looked around his bedroom. It was too warm. He was alone.

Rolling over, he yawned elaborately, writhing around on his back. His arms and back were sore like he'd blasted them with the hardest workout he could find. Even his quads were sore. And his head hurt like he'd done a shot with every customer from open to close.

He blinked, looking at the bedside clock. 11 am. No work for a couple hours.

Cal, of course, was gone.

Rufus sighed. He hadn't expected the wolf to stick around. Rufus had really pushed him, dragging him kicking and screaming out of his comfort zone. He had said he was straight, and even if Rufus had rocked the wolf's world, he was probably seriously freaked out right now. Maybe too freaked to ever show his fuzzy face again.

Stretching again, Rufus climbed out of bed and staggered off to his bathroom.

He swayed as he peed, his entire body sore.

When he was done, he peered at his reflection. Opening his mouth, he looked at his missing tooth. Well - it was more like chipped. It didn't look as bad in the daylight. And it still didn't hurt.

He frowned. Alone again.

Sighing, Rufus trod out to the living room, looking for his keys and work bag. He'd offered Cal the money and left it out. $250-ish in tip money was well worth the paw play he experienced. He just hoped that Cal remembered the money was for the paw play, and not for anything that had happened...after that.

Rufus sighed as he dug through his bag, and wondered about the wolf. He might show back up at the bar a couple months from now. He might be in tomorrow. Or, more likely, Rufus would never see him again.

He found the bank bag he carried his mugger decoy tips in, and then the water bottle he carried his actual tips in.

Strangely, there was still a lot of money in there.

Rufus frowned. Had Cal missed the cash? The decoy was still there. He dumped the water bottle out on the coffee table and counted it.

There was still a little over $250. How much _exactly_had he started with? He checked his phone notes. The exact amount was still there. Two hundred fifty-nine. And there was two-hundred fifty-one left.

Rufus chuckled.

There was exactly eight dollars missing.

"Guess you got your beer money after all, cowboy," he said, grinning.

Predictably, the silent apartment offered no response.

EPILOGUE

March ended with a bang - Danny, one of the other full-time bartenders, left his job to be with his boyfriend in Des Moines. Des Moines, of all places. With a lot of competing bars in the area, it took a long time for management to find a replacement, and Rufus had to cover double shifts every week well into April. The money was crazy-good but sometimes Rufus spent more time at the bar than at home.

One Tuesday evening, a massive thunderstorm rolled in off the lake right during rush hour, and Rufus was expecting a quiet night for once. He turned down the recorded dance music and watched the skies darken, great sheets of rain cascading on the cars in the street outside the bar's front windows.

Sammi was at the bar that night, parked at his usual spot, reading a sex novel on a fluorescent pink Kindle. Rufus was looking forward to finally catching up on the local gossip with him after he finished restocking some essentials. However, just as he was finishing up restocking the Grenadine, the bunny was simply gone.

And then he _heard_him.

"WHAT PART OF 'VIP' DO YOU THINK APPLIES TO YOU?" the bunny was yowling.

Rufus whirled to the VIP seat. Sammi was waving his skinny arms at a wolf twice his size but who nevertheless had his ears flattened against his head, a wolf that seemed a little out-of-place because he was dressed like a construction worker.

"BITCH I _AM_A VIP!" the wolf roared, and Rufus recognized his voice and his accent immediately.

The hyena gasped.

Sammi's eyes narrowed as recognition finally dawned on him. Rufus had told him the whole story. "Wait a minute...you're that wolf that-" The bunny's eyes widened to comically-wide, Looney-Toons size.

Rufus walked over to the unlikely pair. "Sammi, could you give us a minute please_?_" Rufus asked, through his teeth, a grin stretched tightly across his face.

Sammi looked horrified, and to his credit, the bunny floated away from the wolf, snatched his Kindle off the bar, and loped all the way to the far corner of the bar, where he watched protectively from behind a massive round table big enough to seat six.

Rufus watched the wolf. "Hey," he said, unable to keep the grin off his face.

Cal smiled hesitantly back at him, his ears folded back against his head. "H-hey," he responded.

Rufus smiled lopsidedly. "You're a VIP, huh?" He cocked his head.

The wolf swallowed, his eyes growing wide. "I, uh, I had to say_something_!" he protested.

Rufus grinned at him and chuckled. "Well then! I didn't know we'd have a VIP dining with us this evening. Right this way, sir!" he said. He walked over the corner stool, lifting up the little plastic tent.

Hesitantly, Caleb followed, and slowly took a seat. "Dammit. That bunny ruined my entrance. I had a line ready and everything." He frowned.

Rufus beamed back at him. "I'm really happy to see you again. Like,_really_happy."

The wolf nodded, looking away, embarrassed. "I had to...I had to do some hard thinking. And then I had to work up the nerve." He swallowed, and for a moment his pink tongue poked out. He was breathing hard, and Rufus realized it was all the wolf could to not to start panting. His ears were still flattened back against his head. "A-and there was your tooth and...and I-" He trailed off.

"Easy, cowboy." Rufus reached for a glass and pulled a cold beer for the wolf. He set it in front of the wolf.

"Thank you," Cal muttered gratefully, snatching up the beer and draining half of it in one pull. Rufus grinned. "What was your line?"

Cal licked the foam off his upper lip. "What?"

The hyena cocked his head, grinning. "What was your line?"

"Oh." Cal smiled, embarrassed. "I was gonna ask if you still had the eight-dollar pitcher special going on." He looked down at his huge hands.

Rufus looked down too, and saw that the wolf was holding a five and three singles.

Something flopped over in his chest, and he couldn't keep the dumb grin off his face.

Cal grinned, his ears finally lifting. "Pretty good, huh?"

Rufus chuckled. "It _is_good. It's a good line." He grinned.

They watched each other for a moment.

"Actually, though...that drink special is over," Rufus said, gravely.

The wolf stared at him.

Rufus frowned. "Yeah, sorry. You missed your chance."

The wolf's eyes slowly widened, and all the color drained out of his face. After a moment he leaned back, his mouth slowly opening.

"R...really?" the wolf whispered, crushed.

Rufus nodded gravely.

The wolf leaned back on his stool, devastated. "I...I missed my chance?"

Rufus leaned forward, staring the wolf in the eye. "Hey, don't look so sad. I got a deal I think you'll like even more."

The wolf stared back at him, still in shock. "Wh-what's that?" he whispered.

Rufus grinned and leaned in, as if he was sharing a secret. "If you go on a date with the bartender, you get to drink for free."

The wolf processed that for a moment, and then swallowed, hard. "Can I...can I do, uh, get that one then?"

Rufus nodded emphatically.

The wolf's eyes lit up. "Really? Yeah?"

Rufus leaned forward, grinning, still nodding.

The wolf clenched his jaw. "Then that! I want that!" He swallowed again. "I will take that." He stared for a moment. "Please."

Rufus grinned. "I was really hoping you would say that_._"

He just beamed at the wolf, and the big wolf grinned stupidly back to him.

Rufus leaned forward. "You mind if I kiss you?"

Dumbly, the wolf nodded. "Okay," he whispered.

Rufus leaned across the bar, bridging the gap to Caleb's muzzle, and then their warm lips met and they kissed deeply.

Cal leaned into the kiss, too, cocking his head, and he closed his eyes. Rufus had his eyes closed too, but he could _feel_it.

They kissed warmly and gently for several long moments, resting their muzzles against one another, and Rufus finally gently broke the kiss.

Cal half-opened his eyes and blinked a few times, staring worshipfully at the hyena, his black lips still slightly parted.

Rufus suddenly frowned. "But, like, we're gonna talk, too. Like, about what brought you in here, and what you want, and how you think of yourself and what your limits are. Like, I'm not just going to tie you to the bed and ride you. I had fun hanging out with you. I find your personality weirdly charming."

Cal stared at him, eyes wide. "O-okay," he stammered.

Rufus leaned in further still. "But I definitely _am_going to tie you to the bed and ride you. Just so _that's_clear too."

Cal's golden eyes widened to perfect circles, and his ears folded back against his head. "Okay!" he squeaked.

Rufus grinned. "Good. Just so we're on the same page." Straightening up, he winked.

The wolf shivered, looking away and swallowing. "Got damn hyenas. All I wanted last time was a pitcher of beer."

Rufus grinned. "Oh, man. You're gonna _hate_what's about to happen, then."

Cal furrowed his eyebrows angrily, and just like that the angry Texan was back. "Why?" he demanded, flatly.

Rufus grinned. "You don't know what we do during thunderstorms, do you?"

Cal frowned at him. "No. What?"

The hyena took a few steps away and hefted himself up on top of the bar.

The wolf's eyebrows shot up.

"Ladies and gentlemen!" Rufus boomed. "We now officially have a thunderstorm warning! It's going to get wet and windy in here, and you know what that means! Hurricanes are now three dollars, and _this_is now a shirt-free zone!" He reached for the hem of his tank-top and pulled it up over his head, pulling it over his ears and bunching it up in his hands.

Cal's jaw dropped open.

There were whoops and hollers from all corners of the bar. A few of the patrons removed their shirts, too, and there was generalized howling and cat-calling.

Rufus strode back to the wolf, prancing as he showed off his thickly-muscled spotted physique. He flexed his massive bare biceps and grinned at the wolf. "Think I'll keep your attention for the evening?"

The wolf was blushing fiercely, his ears tilted forward, frowning. "The_evening?_You really think you ever _won't_have my attention?!"

Rufus stared at him, eyes wide, and he felt something flop over in his chest.

He took a step forward, leaning toward the handsome wolf. Cal looked up at him, nervously, but eagerly, too.

"Drink your beer, cowboy," Rufus said, with a grin. "You and I are _just_getting started."

Blushing, the wolf smiled back.