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Bennet turned the shower's dial down with a squeak and shook the water off him, puffing up his damp white fur. He patted himself off with a nearby towel to make sure he wouldn't drip everywhere. His small, fluffy white paws stepped out onto the little red mat in front of the tub, and then out the bathroom door. As soon as he left the room he could hear a low rumbling sound that was rising and falling with a definite rhythm. Looking down the hallway, he saw Burt's massive, rounded body splayed out on the sofa. Bennet's big, burly bear buddy was loudly snoring. He tiptoed towards him, mindful of his skittering claws and the often-squeaky floorboards underneath his pretty pink pawpads.

Burt was large enough to take up almost the entire length of the 4-section couch. His outwardly turned head was supported by his crooked arm on the arm of the couch. His other arm lazily fell to the side and grazed the hardwood flooring. His thick body and trunk-like legs stretched outward across the rest, where one of his proportionally large, wide feet stuck straight up. His right leg, like his arm, fell to the side. The head of his half-hard morning wood peeked out from underneath his fat, hairy belly.

Seeing such a perfect specimen ripe for the taking, Bennet snuck his way over to the couch and sidled himself up, head-to-foot. Ever so gently as to not wake him, he lifted the huge leg and positioned himself underneath, resting his head on the arm of the couch opposite to Burt. He placed the huge, padded foot on his chest. The weight of his leg alone made it a bit difficult for Bennet to breathe, but being able to get so up close and personal was worth it.

He lied still and quiet, peeking through the gap in between Burt's toes to ensure he hadn't been roused. Sure enough, he saw closed eyes and his barrel chest slowly expanding and contracting. He could hear the deep, bassy snore he'd come to appreciate in his partner. He started to wrap his petite paws around Burt's round, wide foot and gave it a massage. The significant difference in size between a Kodiak and a Bichon Frise made it difficult for him to get enough grip, or rub anywhere other than on the sides. At the same time, he stretched his right leg out towards Burt's cock, spreading his toes out as he tried to reach. After some effort he was able to grip the head, and began squeezing and relaxing his toes in rhythm with his foot-rubbing. Bennet took a big sigh and relaxed into it, quietly taking in the scene with all of his senses. Through the wall-sized window, the morning sun had only just begun to light up the sky from beyond the horizon.

Several minutes passed before he noticed anything other than the telltale deep, bassy snoring that he took an odd comfort in. It started with a gentle rocking sensation as Burt sleep-humped against the ball of his foot. The thick toes in front of Bennet's face curled towards him. Shortly after, the bear on top of him gave a loud snort and jolted awake. Before he could even figure out what was happening, he stretched his legs and arms out, squishing Bennet's face between his bear foot and the soft arm of the couch. Burt slowly blinked to consciousness and sat up with Bennet still underfoot. It took him a moment to notice and lift the paw from his face. He chuckled. "Good morning, Bennet. What're you up to?"

"Oh, just continuing from last night," Bennet answered, giving Burt's hefty foot a playful lick and his cock a long squeeze.

"Been there long?"

"Not long enough," he replied, as he wrapped his legs around the thick thigh that was pressing down on the majority of his body.

"Well..." Burt began, yawning. "I'm still pretty sleepy. Mind if I lie back down?"

"Not at all. Just means I get to enjoy you for longer," said Bennet, as he pressed his face to the sole of Burt's paw and shot him a loving grin.

Burt chuckled again and gently grinded his foot on the little dog's face in response. "Well don't get too excited. You know how much I love seeing you enjoy yourself." Bennet could only get out a muffled "Mmh" before Burt laid back down, pulled his arms back, and rested his head in his hands. "Have fun," he said through a yawn. He closed his eyes again, and the telltale snoring quickly resumed.

Bennet figured he would start Burt's day off right, hoping the massage and the squeezing footjob would worm their way through to his dreams. He resumed what he'd been doing before, his hands wrapped around the wide-soled, well-padded foot in front of his face and his small hindpaw gently squeezing the head of Burt's thick member.

The relaxed display continued until the sun fully emerged from over the horizon and lit up the apartment. But Bennet started to become bored, expecting his partner to have woken up by now. He removed his right foot from the head of Burt's cock and playfully slapped his belly with it.

"Gwa- huh?" The sensation startled the bear and he looked straight down at Bennet. "What'd you do that for, you little brat?" he said playfully.

The pup lifted Burt's leg off of him, sat up between his knees and shrugged. "...Bored."

"I told you I was sleepy, buddy."

"Yeah but how can you sleep through all this...?" he asked suggestively, cradling the wide bear cock in between his feet and gently massaging.

"You should know me by now. I can sleep through an earthquake. A coupl'a paws are nothin'.

"Are they now...?" Bennet raised an eyebrow and stood up in between Burt's legs. He placed one hindpaw on the pudgy gut in front of him and began walking forward on top of the bear.

"Oof!" Although his partner was pint-sized in comparison, he still had enough strength to knock the wind out of him. He blushed and avoided making eye contact with the pooch. "Y-yes..."

"Reeeaaally?" Bennet continued to walk forward until he stood on Burt's chest and looked directly down at him. "Not even if I do thiiiis?" He lifted one leg up and hovered a cute, fluffy hindpaw just above the bear's face. His playful tone abruptly became more dominant. "Ignore this, ya big lug. Lick."

Burt complied with the sudden command as though he was trained, slurping his long, flat tongue over Bennet's little pawpads.

"You love these, huh?"

"Y-yeah..."

"Can't sleep through this, can you?"

"N-no..."

"Now show me just how much you like 'em." Balancing on one foot, Bennet started to dip a couple of his toes into Burt's mouth. Burt reflexively started licking more intensely as he was getting teased more and more. "Aw, you can do better than that!" Bennet taunted, switching feet. He circled his toes around his lips. "C'mon. I'll make it worth your while."

Burt was being driven crazy and started stroking himself as he worshipped Bennet's furry feet. This process repeated itself a few times, Bennet switching his feet every once in a while to keep things fresh. "Alright, big guy, gimme one more biiiiig lick," he commanded. Burt instinctually submitted. The demanding, dominant attitude of the petite pup was almost too much for him to handle.

Sluurrrp...

Bennet lifted his damp paw off Burt's face and pirouetted to face away from him. He sat his little butt on Burt's beer belly with a whump, his tail swooshing excitedly. "You're pretty comfy, y'know." He continued to tease as he wrapped his hindpaws around the thick member and rubbing it in circular motions. "You're such a big softie. Bein' brought down by a couple 'a puppy paws." He got a bit quieter as he started to focus on the footjob, flipping the cock back and forth, pulling it up, pressing down on the underside and squeezing his toes. He treated Burt like his personal toy, playing with him with impressive dexterity.

Burt tried to get some words out between the moans and gasps of pleasure. "H-hey could you..."

Bennet responded without stopping the footjob. "Yeah, big guy?"

"D-do you t-think you could..."

"Yeeaaah?"

The bear gulped. "M-maybe stand over me again?" He made the suggestion in that way that showed he very clearly wanted it badly, but didn't want to impose too much.

Bennet flipped himself over so he was tummy-to-tummy facing away from Burt and put his feet right up to the bear's chin, barely out of reach. He teased some more. "Pfft. You big pushover. The big burly bear misses licking my cute widdle feet that much already?" He splayed his toes tantalizingly close. "Well...maybe if you give me a nice foot rub with those big paws of yours I'll consider it."

Without a word, Burt started to rub Bennet's feet, his strong hands putting on lots of pressure. He dug his thumbs in with force, rotating them around. It was easy for him to hit all the right spots. Bennet closed his eyes and bit his lip, taking in the pleasure of the incredibly strong massage. "Mmf... now I remember why I love to keep you around, Burt." To reward his burly footslut, Bennet stretched his mouth over Burt's intimidating cock. At his size, he could hardly get over the head, but he was able to continue suckling the tip. He could feel the low grumbling moans vibrate underneath him.

This seemed to be a worthwhile exchange of services for the moment. Deep sighs and high-pitched groans intertwined. They kept it up for a while, relaxing into each other and enjoying the mutual pleasures.

Not too long after, though, Bennet's jaw began to get sore from keeping his mouth open so wide. He pulled himself off, flipped back over on Burt's stomach and sat up to face him. He scoots forward a little so his hindpaws touch his face. "Thanks for the massage. This good enough?"

"Y-yeah...thank you..."

Bennet playfully pressed one of his little feet to Burt's cheek and teased. "Well? What're ya waiting for?"

Burt gulped and hesitated. "Do you think you could..."

"What?"

The bear beat around the bush. "Y'know..."

"No, I don't know, silly. What?"

"T-talk to me like you did before?" He blushed and looked away from Bennet.

Bennet smirked and booped Burt's nose with a tiny foot. "Oh... ya mean about how adorable it is to see a big, burly bear melt into a puddle at the sight of some cute feet?"

"Mmmm..." He started licking Bennet's paws.

"Yeah...It's just like honey to you, isn't it?"

"Mmmmm..." Burt continued licking.

"Ugh, you're so fuckin' cute...acting like a little bear cub the moment I put my feet in front of your face..."

Burt turned beet-red but didn't dare to stop or slow down. Bennet lay down on his back, stretching his legs and wiggling his toes. His head plopped down right next to Burt's dick as he reached over and started stroking it with both hands. "You wanna cum with my feet right in your face, huh?" Burt responded with a moan of desperation.

Bennet started stroking Burt faster and faster and gripped the sides of his cock harder. Burt responded by humping into the air against the small hands. His moaning got louder, his foot worship more desperate and frantic as he built himself up. Within moments, he gripped Bennet's ankles and let out a loud growl, reaching orgasm and shooting his cum straight up, pumping out time and time again. Each shot landed with a splat right over Bennet.

As the orgasm subsided, Burt was panting and out of breath. Bennet was too.

"Hah...hah...looks like you made me all messy, big guy. Guess I've gotta go take another shower now. Care to join me this time? You can always pay me back in there..."