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"Dude, will you please stop fucking flexing?! You ain't impressing no one!"

Don chuckled from his position on his large couch at Jake's frustration as the wolf tried to glue electrodes to the neck of a resistant Andrew. "Whatever Bro, you know you want to see these neck cords protrude."

It was the night of Halloween and the three males, along with the young squirrell Katie, with whom the Andrew the horse had grown quite close to in the last month or so, were deep into the process of applying their costumes at the bear's home. Jake, who thought Halloween was less a holiday and more a way of life, had suggested they go as classic Universal monsters, an idea which was greeted with unanimous agreement.

Don, the giant brown bear, looked incredibly dapper as an ursine Dracula, his own incisors augmented with a longer plastic pair and a cape that went all the way down to mid-calf; Andrew and Katie were the Frankenstein Monster --hence the electrodes-- and his bride, respectively, the bride's signature lightning bolt hair style transfered to her bushy tail; Jake chose the Mummy, his costume cleverly constructed from dozens of rolls of ACE bandages he'd dyed --with teabags of all things-- different shades of brown to contribute a real aged look. Don couldn't help but eye his boyfriend hungrily from his position on the couch. The layers of bandages somehow accentuated his musculature beautifully and the knowledge that he was wearing absolutely nothing underneath, choosing instead to employ something similar to the wrapping technique used by sumo wrestlers to keep his genitals covered and simply wrapping several layers around his paws so shoes were unnecessary, made him want to toss the white wolf on the couch right then and ravage him in front of his friends.

"Does the Monster really need electrodes, Jakey-wakey?," Katie asked.

"Are...are you serious," he replied, an incredulous look plastered on his face. "They're the means by which he's brought to life, they're incredibly important! Aren't they, Don?!"

"He's right," the bear said in his deep voice, "for the Universal version you just can't do it without them. Now, if we were doing Hammer monsters it's a different story, but we're not."

"Ok ok," Andrew said, taking a deep pull of his beer before continuing, "I'll be still. Slather on all the glue you want, just make it quick, just got a text from Joe and they're all there already."

"Oh I'll make it REAL quick, Seabiscuit."

10 more minutes of applying and drying, and they were on their way in Don's BMW to McReady's Bar. ******************************************************************* It was around 2am when Don and Jake slunk back to the bear's place, more than a little drunk. It had been an incredible night and they hated to leave, but the scents and sights of the bar had finally proved too much and they couldn't be more horny for each other, so they made sure Joe could give Andrew and Katie a ride back and left, fondling each other in the car the whole drive back.

"You can say it now," Jake said as they walked up the stairs to the bedroom, the bear's powerful arms around him.

"What do you mean?"

"Come on now, we both know what I mean, so just say it."

Don smiled wide, spinning the white wolf around as the entered the bedroom, and held out his vampire cape like wings before intoning, "I vant to suck your cock," in his best Bela Lugosi.

"Heheh, you're silly," he said, laying his head on the bear's broad chest and allowed him to enfold him in the cape.

"So, did you have plans of keeping all these bandages?"

"No, why do you ask?"

"I wanna do something."

"Well," Jake said, "do whatever you like, Papa Bear."

"I will. Lay down on the bed for me." The wolf nodded and, stumbling slightly, walked over and crawled up onto the king-sized bed before laying on his back. Don grabbed a pair of scissors from his bedside table and sat beside him. He carefully cut the bandage on his left hand and used it to tie his wrist to the bed frame, then did the same to his other wrist and both ankles until he was tied spread-eagle by his own costume. The big bear then slide one piece wrapped around his forehead down to act as a blindfold before straddling the smaller fur. He sat there for a few moments, surveying his work and thinking, then cut one more strip and wrapped it around his muzzle, gagging him.

Don cracked his knuckles dramatically and began playfully wiggling his blunt claws against every area not covered by bandages, starting in the sensitive hollows of his armpits and flowing down his ribs before coming to rest on his tummy. Jake squirmed under the huge bear and laughed lustfully through his gag, the blindfold already soaked in tears and sweat despite the short amount of time.

Don leaned down and whispered, "mmm yeah, that's it. Laugh for your Daddy, pup," into his ear. He smiled and continued with, "children of ze night, vat music zey make," finding the opportunity to drop another Dracula quote to great despite its cheesiness as his thick fingers kneaded the poor wolf's flanks, capping it with a drunken hiccup. He was having the time of his life, slowly cutting away straps and kneading, squeezing, and prodding every newly-unveiled spot, forcing fresh gales of desperate laughter from the poor wolf every time.

The big bear focused his attention on Jake's prone upper body for close to an hour before hefting himself up from his position atop his unwrapped white wolf, finally giving him a short break, and moved down to the foot of the bed and began unraveling the multiple layers of bandages protecting his tender paws. He chuckled aloud as Jake attempted to protest through gag, "whimper all you want, pup, you know you love it." He laid the scissors down and held his wriggling newly-revealed right foot with one hand as his blunt claws lazily made trails up and down his warm, soft sole. Jake's toes curled and uncurled uselessly, Don way to experienced of a tickler to allow the movement to interrupt his pattern, as he howled laughter into his gag. His back arched off the soft bed as Don punished his wiggling by digging in right at the base of toes, leaning closer to nibble his arch with the fake plastic fangs still in his mouth. He stopped only long enough to cut through the remaining wrappings covering his other foot, then kept up his assault.

He tortured his poor wolf's paws about another half hour or so before stopping and standing up. His cock was hard as steel and dripping with pre, and he'd managed to work up quite a sweat, so he stripped down completely nude except for his cape, fangs, and Dracula medal. He untied Jake's legs and laid down between them, taking the scissors up again and, very carefully, cut off the bandages covering his crotch. The wolf's cock, and until this point held down by the wrappings, promptly sprung up to full attention, catapulting a gooey strand of precum up onto his heaving chest. His broad tongue left his mouth slipped slowly from Jake's balls all the way up to his cockhead, closing his eyes to fully savor the salty, sweaty flavors. He finally popped the plastic fangs from his mouth and wrapped his lips around his mate's member, sliding slowly all the way down to the base and back up. The white wolf wrapped his legs around the bear's thick neck and thrust his hips, moaning loudly through his gag as the muscles of bound arms bulged.

Don gave the wolf's erection one last firm slurp before letting it fall out of his maw and got up on his knees. He grabbed Jake's ankles and lifted until he was almost folded in half before leaning over and assaulted the pink puckered tailhole, exposed and ready, with his tongue. Once he was good and wet with saliva Don posistioned his own thick cockhead at the wolf's hole and slowly pushed in, setting Jake's ankles up on his broad shoulders so he could grasp his hips. His gentle long thrusts slowly increased in speed, and he occasionally turned his head to suck the wolf's toes as he fucked. He gripped Jake's cock with one hand as he felt his own orgasm closing in and stroked in time with his pumping. His cock engorged to an almost unbearable pitch, and he roared as he filled the wolf's ass with his hot load. He sensed more than felt the bright red member in his hand go off right after, leaving his fingers warm and sticky.

He pulled out of his pup's hole as his gigantic thighs gave out from under him. Don collapsed next to the white wolf, cutting the bonds holding his wrists before promptly passing out, cock still leaking and the vampire cape still around his neck. Jake untied it after freeing himself from his gag and blindfold to keep his Papa Bear from strangling in the night and looked down at all the sliced bandages. He thought about clearing them off the bed, but quickly dismissed it with a hearty "fuck that," and curled up next to Don.