Getting back
#2 of Obsession
The hulking mass of fur let out a wicked grin as he looked at the fur in front of him. The lights were dim in that quiet empty room and it was rather stifling hot to be in there. But the heat didn't matter, not when he was so focused at the fur.
What was laid before the nasty bear was a tied up wolf. Blindfolded with bound wrist, bound ankles, even his muzzle was roped up. The grizzly knew that the wolf, unlike him, probably couldn't rip those ropes apart by sheer strength... at most the wolf could only roll.
The grizzly growled as he reminded himself how the wolf got into this predicament. The wolf had been bullying him, striking him while the bear was unaware. One would think it was impossible considering how much the ursine was bulkier than the wolf, but this guy, this fur was no ordinary wolf. This was simply revenge to get back at the wolf. Of course, to get back at the wolf, the bear had to do something... memorable.
Just by thinking about what was going to happen next had made the bear more excited. He took off his shirt as he was starting to sweat and slowly undid his pants. Kicking off those pants, he was left in his boxers and a growing bulge that was waiting for attention.
As if on cue, the wolf rolled over and let out a groan of discomfort. The bear smirked as he stepped over the wolf and crouched down, resting himself lightly on top of the wolf. The ursine wouldn't want to crush the wolf before the fun started. He could see the wolf sniffing away with that curious black nose, drinking in all the sweat and musk the bear had been letting off. A soft whine escapes the wolf's throat just as the bear reached forward and took off the blindfold.
Upon seeing the grinning bear, canine's eyes went wide open. The wolf was about to struggle before the bear leaned forward to his muzzle, so close that the wolf could feel that ursine breath.
"I'm sure you had fun the other time didn't ya?" the bear said while looking into the wolf's eyes, "Well, this time it's for me to have fun. You can struggle all you want... but I think we both know how much stronger I am."
The bear laughed as the wolf below him started to squirm beneath the brown bear, "Are you even trying?" he taunted.
The wolf let out a whimper as the bear laughed, the canine muzzle was red with embarrassment which only satisfied the bear even more.
The bear let his paws roam freely at the wolf's body, feeling the warmth and the softness of the wolf. He gave a growl of disapproval before grabbing the wolf's shirt and literally ripped it apart with his strong brown paws. Now he could feel the wolf's soft fur underneath the shirt, and began to molest the canine shamelessly. The wolf could only close his eyes and whine as those unrelenting nimble paws felt every part of his front upper torso.
This was humiliating and the bear was enjoying himself way too much. Slowly but surely, one of the brown paws found the sensitive spot of the wolf's pectorals. The ursine smirked and used the tip of his claw to massage the nipple, which led to a gasp from the wolf.
Upon hearing the response, the bear's smirk grew wider. "Oh? Looks like someone is sensitive here, how about I do this?" he asked before moving to the other nub and began licking at it, suckling on it like a nursing cub. He could feel them getting stiff under the administrations of his paw and his tongue, which only fuelled him to double up his efforts, alternating both sides and even teasing it with his teeth while the other free paw caressed every other part of the wolf that it could find. The wolf groaned even more and started squirming again, but whether it was from pleasure or embarrassment the ursine couldn't be sure, though... how bad can it get?
"You like this don't you, you dirty wolf. You like this big bad bear touching you?" the ursine teased, straightening up to admire the wolf's wet chest after the bear's sloppy work. The wolf to growl in protest; "You can't hide it... I can smell your arousal," the bear said as he shifted his left paw down to the wolf's crotch, rubbing it and feeling the warmth packed under those shorts. He could see the defences of the wolf slowly crumbling down every time he massaged the growing tent in the wolf's shorts. The growls of protest slowly turn to soft needy whimpers as the bear continued to rub against the wolf's tent while still playing with his nipples.
The whimpers slowly became louder as the wolf started to shift his hips. The bear caught on and smiled, "Uncomfortable, are we? Let us give in to your lil' puppy rocket and let it out, no?"
The wolf gave a loud whine, as if pleading the bear to let it out. The ursine shifted himself below the wolf to spread the wolf's knees apart, maintaining eye contact while working on the wolf's shorts, undoing them slowly and teasingly with that grin on the muzzle. Underneath those shorts was an obscene throbbing bulge, a wet spot that was steadily growing on the boxers. The bear sniffed the air and took in all that musky arousal that was slowly rising from that tent, beaming in satisfaction and leaning down to give it a good lick at the wet spot, making the wolf groan in teasing pleasure. The bear slowly peeled off the boxers and pulled down all the way to those bound ankles with the wolf's shorts. Without those obstructing undergarment, the musk of the wolf became so strong the bear could taste it; the direct source of all that whiff of arousal was already leaking badly.
The wolf's sheath was swollen and only a small amount of angry red canine cock managed to peek out of it due to the confined spaces it was locked in earlier. Without those, the wolf's penis was growing out of the sheath, hard and fast. Inches and inches came out from the sheath without any touch, the ursine laughed as the wolf grew erect within seconds.
"Looks like someone is happy down here," the bear remarked, watching every second as the wolf's penis grew to its full length. The bear had to admit that for a wolf of this build, that red length was impressive. Of course the bear was bigger than that, but comparing body size to length ratio... the wolf was something.
The grizzly buried his nose into the soft fur sack, sniffing wildly and drinking the scent. His tongue shot out and gave those puppy-makers a good tongue bath, making the fur damp and wet. The wolf loved to tease him about the bear salivating too easily, but right now the very same wolf was covered with his slobber, especially with those orbs in his muzzle. He could feel them pulsating with need in rhythm with the wolf's heartbeat as though it was dying to release its contents.
The bear's round brown ears caught the wolf's soft moans of ecstasy. The wolf could no longer deny how aroused the bear treatment was, not with those moans and the throbbing red erection that has never died down any. He looked up at the wolf, only to see the lust in the wolf's eyes, begging for more attention. A brown paw slowly crept up the wolf's thighs, careful not to touch the glistening red rocket and reached for the sheath. Slowly he pulled down the sheath, releasing all the canine cock into the warm moist air. The wolf gave a sigh of relief as the knot at the base was already starting to fill up with more blood, and it would have been a hassle to remove it from its sheath if it grows too much. The bear was a sucker for canine knots, there was no way he would let the wolf go without playing with it.
And speaking of penises, the bear was still in his own boxers, with his own ursine dick sticking out of the fly. Like the wolf, he was wet and dripping pre all over. Hearing the sigh from the wolf, the bear felt that the wolf was enjoying himself way too much. This was supposed to be a lesson for wolf, not some pleasure massage!
With that he let go of the wolf's sack and stood up. The wolf suddenly froze in place as the bear towered over him with a raging bearhood. The malicious grin on the bear as he took off his boxers didn't help to soothe the wolf; the canine could only imagine what the bear was up to with that erection.
The grizzly knelt down on top of the wolf's chest, and looked at the wolf intently. "Enjoying yourself, isn't it? Let's see if your pretty muzzle can bring me the same enjoyment. Now, I'm going to free your muzzle to use it. Don't you dare attempt to bite me or shout, you have been warned. Heck, don't you even talk. Just bark like a good feral dog. Understand?"
The wolf nodded quickly, giving a soft whine of submission. The ropes on the muzzle slowly came undone. The wolf opened his muzzle to stretch it, but immediately the bear rammed his bearhood into that warm muzzle.
The wolf eyes went wide open in shock as the bear relentlessly assaulted his muzzle, trying to push his massive prick down the wolf's throat. The canine let out a loud whimper as the bear began to pull out, only to feel him thrust back in with more force. The wolf could only catch his breath; taking in all the bear musk and sweat in between the bear's rhythmic thrusting, with the bear's ball sack tapping against his chin. Slowly and surely, the wolf was able to feed himself with more inches of that bearhood. Soon enough, with the paw at the back of the wolf's head, the bear managed to fit all that length into the muzzle down the throat, giving a loud groan of pleasure as the slick warmth around his cock was driving him crazy.
The bear pulled himself out slowly, relieving the wolf, allowing the dog to catch his breath. The bear was close, but there was no way he would let it finish so quickly. The bear turned around and found the wolf's cock still hard and dripping. He looked at the wolf and smiled, "You dirty wolf, you're still hard after that rough treatment?"
The wolf responded with a lick on the bear's tip. The bear was surprised at the wolf as the canine reached out and kissed the tip of his cock. It was a tentative lick, before the canine took the bearhood back into his muzzle, sucking on it. This time it was different, with the canine in control, the oral that the bear felt was more intense with that nimble tongue. It was as though the canine was savouring the bearhood.
"You really have lost it, haven't you?" the bear asked while ruffling the wolf's head fur, "That's my good puppy."
The bear felt himself grow close to the edge again before he stopped the canine, pushing himself away from the muzzle. The wolf whined in protest like a puppy that had its favourite toy taken away.
"You like to use your muzzle? Here, how about this?" the bear asked before turning around, showing the wolf his musky tailhole between those muscled ass cheeks. "Give it a good licking, puppy. Do it good and I'll reward you," he said.
The wolf immediately got to work and pressed his muzzle against the muscular rump. He sniffed at the tailhole before running his tongue all the way from the bear's ball sack to the winking pucker. The bear moaned in pleasure as the wolf got to work, giving his rump well deserved attention. Occasionally he pushed back against the muzzle, earning a murr of approval. The bear was enjoying himself so much that he had nearly forgotten to repay the wolf as he promised. Looking at the wolf's crotch, the untouched glistening wolfhood flexed uselessly, craving for much needed attention. The bear stretched himself forward for a closer inspection. The wolf jerked in surprise as the he felt the grizzly's breath against his throbbing erection.
The bear used his tongue and guided the needy wolfhood into his muzzle, making the wolf moan loudly in between his ass cheeks. The bear rolled around the taste of wolf pre in his muzzle, savouring every bit of that throbbing wolf cock. He could feel the wolf quivering in pleasure and doubled his efforts, trying to repay how he felt earlier from the wolf.
The wolf gave the bear's bottom a very wet licking, just like how he always teased the bear and his drool. The wolf dug in as deep as he could with his tongue into the bear's pucker while he felt the pleasure the bear was giving him. It was driving him crazy with lust almost to the edge as he started to hump into the bear's muzzle.
The bear felt the wolf trying to hump into his muzzle and he pulled his muzzle out in response. The wolf whimpered in disappointment as the bear lifted his ass away to turn around and face the wolf.
"Aww, does poor puppy want his release?" the bear asked, getting a whine and a puppy dog look in return, "I am going to unbind you, and I want you to fuck me like the feral dog you are."
The bear grinned at the wolf before working on the ropes to untie the wolf. There was no way the wolf would fight against this now. The bear laughed and dropped on all fours beside the wolf, showing his prepared tailhole.
The wolf tossed off his clothing and pounced on the bear immediately after the binds were gone, guiding his wolfish tip to the waiting pucker, hugging himself tight against the bear as he slowly thrust in. The bear was tight and both of them could feel it. The wolf panted as he slowly fed the bear inches of his wolfhood until the inflated knot finally touched the quivering pucker.
The wolf paused for a few seconds before pulling it out and jamming it back in, accelerating in pace quickly. The bear gasped as the wolf soon gave no thought to his tailhole and began to ravage it. The bear could feel the knot ramming against his tight rear, urging for entrance as the wolf kept on humping with reckless abandon. The rough fucking made the hot wolf cock press against the bear's pleasure point so frequently that the grizzly found himself on the edge very fast.
The bear didn't want to blow his load without taking the knot so he tried to relax as much as he could. He was racing against his own orgasm before the wolf gave a particularly strong thrust and plunged that knot into the bear's depths. The abused pucker squeezed down tightly in protest of the knot and drove the bear over the edge. The bear roared out as he came onto the floor, spilling a huge sticky white mess all over. The wolf continued to thrust into the clenching tailhole until he finally found the release that he wanted so badly. He came into the bear, filling up his rear with all that wolf spunk locked inside with his knot.
The wolf cock was still flexing inside the bear to deliver his load when he kissed the bear on the cheek. The bear felt his hands give way before the lied down on his muzzle, feeling his own cum seep into his fur and hot wolf spunk in his abdomen. The bear caught his breath before turning his head.
"Kev, are you okay?" The ursine asked in concern. The wolf had been rather quiet in the afterglow.
"Yeah..." the wolf answered, "Though I think we should stop pseudo raping each other, Josh. I just lost a shirt because of that."
"You started it first..." Josh said, giving a little 'humph'.
"And I apologised for tying you onto that chair. You even liked it!" Kevin exclaimed, "Seriously, at least the other time you dozed off on that small chair. I was actually taking a nap on our bed before you kidnapped me!"
"Okay, okay. I'm sorry. I promise I will never do this again, honey... Let me make it up for you, please? Hmm... how about a pint of rum and raisin ice cream?" Josh asked.
"What? Come on, you can do better than that," Kevin teased, hiding a smile from the bear. He knew the bear was a softie, and his promises are always true; Josh was a great catch in all.
The bear gave a soft whimper, "Are you angry with me?"
The wolf giggled at the bear, "No, I'm not. I just wanted something else from you to make up."
"Which is...? I would do anything for you and you know it," Josh said.
Kevin squeezed his bear tighter, "I want a round two with you, but this time it is proper, passionate love making."