Don and Jake - Chapter 11

Story by Raal Steelfang on SoFurry

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#11 of Don and Jake

I was inspired by and some of his artwork while writing the monster of a chapter.

Don awoke Sunday morning, bright new sunshine streaming through the window and illuminating his usually dark bedroom. He was alone in his bed and was about to see what happened to Jake when he heard the sink in his bathroom running. He closed his eyes once more, putting his hands behind his head and sighing contently as he stretched his large body. Had it really only been just a week since they both said the infamous "L" word? They'd both been so desperate for one another's touch it felt more like a month. Sure they had texted constantly during the long days and Skyped for hours during the lonely nights, but that's no real substitute. They'd been so revved up for each other in fact, the wolf was barely through the door yesterday afternoon before they practically ripped their clothes off and he literally carried him up to the bedroom. They stayed in that bed the entire time, leaving just once for a dinner break.

Don was so lost in thought, remembering the events of last night with a smile on his face, he didn't even realize his wolf had climbed back up onto the bed until he found his lips locked in a kiss.

"Easy pup," he said chuckling, "my morning breath is on point, I'm sure."

"Must always be morning for you," he replied, teasing the big bear.

"Is that so," he asked, his eyebrow raised.

"Yeah, sorry to be the one to have to break it to you."

"Well, aren't we one salty bastard this morning," he said with mock severity.

"Them sound like fightin' words, bear," the wolf replied. "Two hits, boy: I hit you, your dick hits the dirt!"

Jake was about to go on with his tough guy act until he saw THAT look in the bear's eyes. He tried to move as fast as he could out of his reach, but Don was faster. He grabbed the wolf's ankles and, flipping him face down first, pulled them to the edge of the bed and sat on them.

"Now, you were saying," Don said, his fingertips resting on the wolf's tender soles right under (or above, in this case) the balls of his feet, "and I'd recommend you take careful stock of your current position."

Jake swallowed. He knew what was coming regardless of how he responded, so he decided to have some fun with it. "I was saying I'll stick my boot so far up your ass you'll taste leatherAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!"

Don didn't even let him finish before digging all 10 blunt claws into the tender upturned soles between his thighs, eschewing his usual practice of starting small and gradually moving up in severity for an all out intense raking technique. From the heels to the base of his toes his claws scraped, up and down as he chided him playfully.

"You see, dear, violence just isn't the answer. It just gets you in trouble. Don't you agree?"

Jake could only respond with hysterical, screaming laughter, his fists pounding the mattress frantically.

"What's that, hon? Can't quite make out what you're saying," he said cheerfully, wiggling his fingers under Jake's long toes as they tried to squirm and scrunch to protect themselves.


"Say 'Uncle.'"


"Good,now just say 'I'm a cute widdle wuffy wuff,'" the big smiling brown bear said, knowing just how much the white wolf hated baby talk.


"Say it and I'll stop."


Don stopped immediately. He rubbed the tingly sensations from his sensitive paws for a few minutes before turning around and laying on top of his sweating, still panting wolf. He wrapped his gigantic arms under his chest and peppered Jake's upper back, from the nape of his neck down to the lowest point of his shoulder blades, with kisses before laying his large head on his back.

"I think my little pup needs some dungeon time today," he said, his thick bear cock rock hard from the assault and knowing the wolf's was as well.

"Oh I'm sure you do think that," he said, smiling, still sweating but now from anticipation instead of thrashing, "and that's why I love you. I'm ready if you are."

Don felt his cheeks blush hot and his heartbeat quicken, the same way it had been every time in the last week Jake said those wonderful words. " I am. I think I want to try something new if you don't mind." **************************************************************************** 'And new it certainly is,' Jake thought to himself, gagged, blindfolded, and bound in a way he could truly say he'd never been bound before. Upon hitting the bottom of the stairs that led to Don's basement dungeon, the gigantic bear led him over to something that looked like a heavily padded spanking bench with leg rests on the sides and a face rest resembling that of a massage table. Several ropes and straps secured his torso and arms to the bench and his shins pressed firmly into the leg rests, leg rests that were higher up than one would expect, forcing his ass up and open and his hard cock to hang down in full view. He had never felt more exposed, and it was incredibly thrilling.

He heard the massive brown bear sit a few things down with a metallic clang on the floor behind him, and then heard the familiar sound of the chair he kept down there creaking as he sat down (also behind him) and fiddled with something. He was surprisingly comfortable on the bench and could almost feel himself starting to slip into a light nap when lightning shot up his spine and he squirmed as much as his bonds would allow, which wasn't much, and screamed with lustful laughter into the bright red ballgag in his maw.

Don leaned back in his chair with a pleased grin plastered on his face as yet another of Raal's wonderful machines performed its evil task. It was a tall stalk with a motorized "arm" poised at a 90 degree angle that, when turned on, moved the soft horse-hair brush at the end up and down in varying levels of speed, and right now he had it teasing the poor wolf's twitching, ticklish, pink asshole. He loved few things more than watching his pup writhe in ticklish agony, and right now he was writhing like a serpent, his cock already leaking a steady stream of precum onto the concrete floor.

"Having a good time, pup," he asked, lightly stroking his own thick cock with just his fingertips. "Did you know the tailhole has more nerve ending than any other area of your body, even the cock? Heh, bet you didn't, but I'm sure you can feel it."

He closed his eyes for a few moments, enjoying himself as the music of helpless muffled laughter filled his ears. He smiled upon opening his eyes again, seeing the telltale twitching of his white wolfnuts that he was close to an orgasm already.

"What's this, going to blow your load already? My my, guess you were even more sensitive back there than I thought. No matter, I've got plans for you once you bust, so feel free."

Jake was in a desperate spot; the teasing brush tickled more than almost anything he'd ever felt before, but it also made him hornier than anything else, and while he didn't know what Don meant by "plans" he knew he might very well not be able to take it. All these sane thoughts were pushed from his head, however, as the evil brushed forced an extra-large orgasm from him, coating the floor under him in wolf jizz. Unfortunately his post-cumming glow was nonexistent as the teasing sensations focused on the ring of muscle seemed to grow in intensity.

"Haha, good show, pup! Why that load was positively enormous," the giant bear said, leaning forward, "time for your next surprise!"

As the white wolf continued laughing hysterically into his rubber ballgag, Don set up a second machine, almost identical to the one already in use but shorter and with two brush-tipped arms, and flipped it on. Jake screamed as the two new brushes stroked the entire length of his shaft and right under his cockhead.

"There we go," he said, dripping friction-reducing oil onto the wolf's backside so it dripped over his hole and down his genitals, "nice and slippery." He sat back down in his chair and pressed his massive paws against the wildly straining paws of the wolf, enjoying the feeling of his long toes wiggling against his velvety soft soles. "I hope you're comfy, pup, because you're not going anywhere until I see three more orgasms."

Jake's heart sank and his stomach did somersaults as the bear's words fluttered around in his ears. He already felt like he might be on the verge of passing out and he was only close to his second load, he couldn't imagine making it to three more. Of course, it looked like he wouldn't have much of a choice. **************************************************************************** It took almost a full hour, but Jake finally managed to achieve all four orgasms. By the time the last, somewhat painful, load was extracted, there was a puddle of sweat and jizz surrounding the bench to which the poor wolf was secured. Don stood up from the chair where he'd been watching and teasing himself, not allowing himself to cum, and cut off both machines. He gently squeezed and kneaded the wolf's right butt cheek and rubbed his back as he began jerking himself off in earnest. He wrapped his gigantic paw around the back of Jake's sweaty neck as he felt it getting closer and closer, finally letting out a mighty roar as he coated his back in a layer of hot bear cum.

He removed the exhausted wolf's bonds, easing his raised legs back down to the floor slowly, before gingerly toweling off his back, neck and face. "You ok, pup?"

It took him so long to stop panting enough to respond Don began to worry about him, thinking he might have taken things to far. Jake finally managed to croak out a fragile 'OK' and tried to lift himself up, but he was so drained from his experience he was at weak as a kitten.

"I need help," he said softly, and the big bear was quick to respond. He bodily lifted the smaller fur and helped --well, less 'helped' and more 'carried'-- him up the stairs and laid him on the couch. He knelt down in front of him and placed his massive hands on Jake's chest, softly massaging.

"Are you really ok, or did I go too far there?"

"May have been a little past what I would've liked," he said drowsily.

Don, looking genuinely upset, moved his hands up to lightly stroke the sides of the wolf's face and behind his ears. "I'm so sorry, Jake. I didn't mean push you where you weren't comfortable."

Jake, his eyes closed, thoroughly enjoying being doted on by the big bear, chuckled. "It's ok, Papa Bear," he said, lifting his hand with some effort and held his shoulder, "I'm ok, just feeling quite drained, so to speak."

That got Don smiling again. "Well, why don't you take a little nap on the couch here?"

"I think I just might, if that's ok."

"Of course," Don said, pulling a blanket from the back of the couch and draping it over the wolf's body, "I actually have a bit of work I need to do, so I can do that while you're sleeping." He lifted the blanket and uncovered Jake's paws, then gently massaged them in a tight circular pattern using just his wide thumb pads until he heard light snoring. He replaced the blanket over his feet and reached for his phone. He had plans, and now was a great time to start them off. ************************************************************************** Jake awoke to an empty room and a myriad of delicious smells wafting from the kitchen. He stood up with a grimace, stretching out his back and legs, before walking in and seeing Don dump the contents of a foil container --one of many sitting around on the counter, and the brown bags they came in-- into a serving dish.

"Hey pup," the big muscular bear said, a smile on his face, "feeling better?"

"Great, thanks. What's all this?"

"Ordered some dinner from Alisondro's."

"Oh, cool. I didn't know they delivered."

"They don't usually, just for me."

The wolf sauntered over to Don and, standing on his tip toes, wrapped his arms around his thick neck, "Well you are one special guy." Don blushed and he hugged Jake tightly to him. The big bear slid a chubby finger under the wolf's chin and tipped his head back until they were looking firmly in each other's eyes. "There's something I want you to have," Don said in a serious tone, "but I want you to know you don't have to accept it if you don't want to."

"O-kay," Jake said tentatively, lowering his arms. The brown bear dug around in his pocket and pulled out a small black box and extended it to his wolf. He lifted the lid and looked inside, smiling as he pulled out a shiny silver house key. "Is this what I think it is?"

"Yeah, a key to my place, and I want you to feel free to come over any time you want." He placed his thick chubby hands the white-furred shoulders, "So, will you take it?"

Jake flung his arms around the bear's neck again, "Of course I'll take it! I love you so much, Don!"

"I love you too, Jake," the bear replied, wrapping his arms around the wolf's waist and kissed the top of his head.

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