Trying The Back Door
Patron reward for BluKodi
Featuring Timber
18+

“So, you seeing anyone lately?” Kodi asked.
Timber snorted. “If I tell you, will you get jealous?”
“Me? Jealous? Nooo.”

There was always a point when Kodiak and Timber hung out where one of them broached the topic of sex : who they were seeing lately, and what they were getting up to. It was their elephant-in-the-room really. This mutual attraction had hung between the blue-grey wolf-dog and the reddish-furred hyena for almost as long as they’d known each other, and this was how they addressed it. It wasn’t a romantic thing; they saw each other as friends. 
Okay, friends that wanted to bone, but still friends.
They both knew it was there, but both of them were cautious. There was a sort of motionless, secret dance between them, a tentative anti-magnetism powered by a question :  who would make the first real move? Who would be the one to go first. Would it be the wolfdog, or the big muscular hyena who could probably break him in two? And what sort of position would they end up in? 

“Well yeah, actually.” Timber said, with a big grin on his face. “I’ve got a regular thing going on now. Met this really cute bearcub on an app a couple weeks ago, and now he stops over for a quick fuck every couple days.”
“Oh really?” Kodi adjusted himself on the couch to face Timber a little more, curious and perhaps a little jealous. Think it might be something serious?”
“Nah, we’re keeping it casual. But he does love calling me Master when we fuck around.” Timber leaned back, his magenta mane flopping to the side as he stretched up. The wolf-dog unconsciously licked his lips. Timber’s muscular toned body always made Kodi salivate a little. He really wanted to get a look at - and a feel of -  all of the yeen. 
Kodi shifted a bit to hide his boner. 
“That’s great, glad you’re having fun~” Kodi said, managing to hide his envy. Not that he wanted to bottom for him. Both of them were exclusively tops.
At least, that’s what Timber said. But Kodi could pick up on some hints. Timber was overcompensating slightly. Kodi was pretty good at reading someone having a bit of switchy energy, and Timber definitely had it. 

“So, what’s he like?” Kodi asked. “C’mon, spill the deets.”
“Well…~” Timber cracked his spine and nestled himself into the couch, spreading his legs wide. “He always comes prepared. He always comes over with a plug inside him, just so he’s ready for me to ram into him.”
“Damn! No foreplay, huh?”
“Oh, we don’t just jump right in! We hang out for a bit, just sort of… pretending I’m not about to ruin him. That’s our foreplay. That anticipation really gets us both going.”

“Fun, fun…” Kodi said. He could relate to that feeling of anticipation. “So have you spiced things up? Let him tie you up or anything?”
“No way!” Timber scoffed. “I’m not giving up control like that any time soon. I’m not even letting his hands go near my ass. He hasn’t earned that right just yet.”
“Why’re you worried about that? Tops can have their asses played with.”
“I know. But it’s not for me. I don’t see myself taking anything up my ass, ever.”
Kodi knew Timber well enough to know that was a bit of a white lie. From the way Timber was sort of grinding his hips into the couch(ostensibly to get more comfortable), he was, at least subconsciously, imagining what it would feel like to have someone buried inside him.
“Not even a tongue?” Kodi asked, with a knowing, flirtatious smile.

“Oh~. Shit, that’s not a bad idea.”  Kodi could see the thoughts crossing Timber’s mind. He could also tell it was turning him on. “Maybe I’ll ask him next time.”
“Yeah…. Yeah.”
A silence hung in the air, a mostly comfortable one, but with a very subtle change in the air. Timber was clearly still thinking about getting his ass eaten. Kodi had something on his mind too. How good he’d look with rings of colour in his eyes and a dazed, blank expression on his face… how good that hyena’s tongue might feel between his cheeks… how it would be so satisfying to put him under and teach him the joys of bottoming.

“So how about you then?” Timber said, more as a formality than anything. 
“Oh, yeah, just focusing on hypno-stuff lately. I think I might be ready to take a pet again.”
“Good for you, man!” Timber reached over and patted Kodi on the shoulder. “Glad to hear you’re bouncing back.”
“Yeah… it’s been fun playing around with people, keeping it casual. Sometimes it’s a little too easy… no one can really resist me long once they get a look into these eyes~”
Kodi’s eyes gleamed for a moment, shades of honey and orange floating through them as he looked into Timber’s.
“Few people can…” Kodi continued, just before a big meaty hyena paw pressed into his snout and pushed him back.

“Nope! Not workin’ on me,” Timber said with a laugh. “You know I don’t believe in any of that shit.”
“You sure?” Kodi rubbed his snout, his eyes back to their normal shade.. “Even after all the stories I told you?”
“Yeah, man, I can’t be hypnotised. It’s not possible for me to lose control like that. No way.”
“...Wanna bet?” Kodi had a look in his eye. Not a hypnotic look. But a seductive one, nonetheless. It’d probably work on any bottom. But not on Timber. The hyena returned the look.
“So what do I win when you lose?”
“Eh…” Kodi shrugged. “I’ll eat your ass?”
“Not good enough.” Timber said. He was going to bargain a bit. “I want you to… yeah, I want you to hypnotise my current fuck-buddy. Really make him get into me.”
“Really?” Kodi laughed. “I mean, I’d do that for you anyway, I don’t need an excuse!”
“I know,” Timber said, reclining back. “And what if you win? Even though you won’t.”
“I’ll make you my pet.” 
 
Timber laughed at the absurdity of it. He leaned forward.
“So, you wanna get this over with now, or…”
“Gimme a bit,” Kodi said, suddenly feeling a bit hoarse. “You put me on the spot…”
“You’re the one who suggested the bet, dude!”
“I know, I know…” Kodi knew this was going to be a do or die moment. If this worked, where could things lead? If it didn’t… well, he’d still get to do his thing, just not with Timber. He wanted to make it work. And he knew that Timber’s guard was up at the moment. He was going to actively try to resist. Which would make things more difficult. Better to let it fade away.
Once he’d psyched himself up enough, then he’d go for it. 
“Tell you what,” Kodi said, striking the tone of a businessperson making a sale. “Let’s just say I’m gonna try to surprise you with it at some point, and when that happens you’re not gonna push my head away or cover your eyes… you’re just gonna look into my eyes. And see how they affect you. See if you can experience what it’s like to be caught by surprise.”
“The way you normally do with a new sub, right?”
“Exactly.” Kodi’s grin grew wider, more knowing.
“Sure.” Timber shrugged. “I’m game. So, wanna watch something?”

—

Kodi didn’t try it that evening. Nor did he do so the next time they hung out. 
He could tell Timber was expecting it each time. It was in the way the hyena held his gaze a little more often than usual, searching for the tell-tale hints of a mesmerising glint in the wolf-dog’s eyes. Or in the way he asked more leading questions about Kodi’s exploits, like “what kind of triggers did you put in them,” or, one late evening when the pair of them were tipsy and returning from a club,“what kind of triggers are you gonna try to put in me?”
”Oh!” Kodi laughed. “I dunno, honestly, I just wanna see where things go.”

That was a lie. Kodi knew exactly what he was going to do. Not try. Do. Kodi had a sense that Timber was already hooked. He was primed and ready. He wouldn’t have asked that question if he wasn’t keen. Plus, the yeen probably assumed that, since it was putting him on the spot, and that they were out walking on a crowded street, that Kodi wouldn’t make a move at that point.
How wrong he was.
“Why don’t we see?” Kodi continued, winking as the open eye began to throb and swirl with colour. The warm tones, like a melting honey-drop candy, coaxed Timber’s gaze towards it. Timber had been looking ahead, and turned his head sluggishly and tipsily towards Kodi. 
“Yeah, maybe when we ge…. Geh…”
“I think now’s good. Don’t you?”
“...Okay…”

Kodi was expecting a little more resistance. Then again the alcohol was influencing things pretty strongly. It helped Kodi’s confidence, and it hindered Timber’s resistance. The hyena’s open eye crossed inwards towards his snout, his pupil dilating as the light overtook him. By the time the other eye had opened, filled with the same colour, Timber’s eyes were swirling in concert with them.
“Come on…” Kodi cooed, stepping in closer and craning his neck to keep Timber looking. The muscular hyena slumped a little, his eyes wide and his jaw slackening just a tad. The glow of his eyes illuminated some tired looking bags under them. 
“Having trouble sleeping lately?” Kodi asked. “Maybe you should yawn.”
“H…hey…” Timber’s face screwed into a confused one for a moment, even as his throat opened up and he yawned into the wolf-dog’s face. Only the slightest hint of alcohol breath. Good. Kodi didn’t want to feel like he was taking the easy way out. But the confused face didn’t go away. The brow knitted inwards towards the centre of his head, and his eyes squinted.
“Hey…” he growled. “I… see what yer tryin’ to do…”
“Oh yeah? Try n’ stop me, then…” 

Kodi placed a gentle paw on Timber’s chest to push him against the closed shopfront of a cafe. They were blocking traffic a bit after all. Less chance of distraction; they’d look to the world like a pair of partners pawing at each other while waiting for a taxi. No one would look at them long enough to notice the swirling glow in their eyes, or the drool starting to drip from the hyena’s maw. 
“Look away,” Kodi cajoled, standing on the tips of his paws to press his nose to Timber’s. “If you look away, I’m sure you’ll be able to resist the urge to look back again..”
“Hrrkh…” Timber tried to bare his teeth and pull his gaze away, but it was proving so difficult, and it was making less and less sense the more he tried. “I’m not gonna… obey…”
“You’re trying to. You’re trying to look away, and I told you to look away, so that must mean you’re obeying me already, right? You’re already losing.”
“Alread…y…?” Timber didn’t look too frustrated or disappointed. Maybe he was, but he couldn’t show it. His face was relaxing again, back to a dopey blank look, as he found it harder and harder to resist the flow and pulse of Kodi’s eyes, the warmth of his body, the cool night air…
“Look away,” Kodi intoned again. “You just have to look away.”
“Look… away…” Timber repeated, as though he was just understanding what those words meant for the first time. “Look… away…”
His eyes rolled upwards into his head. The only place he could think to look away. As soon as he saw the darkness, it consumed him. 
SNAP.
“Sleep. Sleep, lean against the wall and sleep. The deeper the go, the better it- hey, wait, don’t -  don’t fall forward, whoa-whoa! Okay. There we go. I’ve got you.”
Timber’s head tapped against something hard. Hard enough to make him stiffen a little.
“Oops, sorry, I got you, don’t worry…”
The memory of the warm hypno-eyes and the soothing tones of Kodi’s voice brought him back under. He would rather stay under anyway. 
“Just relax, stay on your feet… Good. Good… I’ve got you now. Good job. You looked away. You obeyed me. And now you’re hypnotised. Wild, right?”
“Hypnotised,” Timber repeated sleepily, feeling out the mouthfeel of the word in his muzzle. It sounded nice. It tasted nice. The pleasure from that taste filtered down and made him melt a little more. This state of mind, this feeling of floating, of relaxation, but tinged with some excitement… it was way nicer than he expected. Kind of wild. 

It actually worked.

—

“Didn’t work,” Timber said with a stretch and a sigh, the sleeve of his tank top sliding off his shoulder.
“Really?” the little white ursine twink said, their eyes drawn towards that now-bared fur and flesh. Timber could tell Camphor was trying to have a sniff of his body from the way they were trying to play it off. It was adorable. Not to mention sexy as hell. He palmed his crotch, staring intently into his plaything’s eyes. There was always a tipping point where his plaything became a quivering little pile of need, and that tipping point had arrived. 
“C’mon, take a whiff.” Timber snapped his fingers and pointed to the centre of his chest, between his pecs. Camphor smiled a nervous, lopsided smile and buried himself right into the fluff, his body quivering and tensing in an all-too-familiar way. Timber took the liberty of grabbing a pawful of the bear’s butt cheek and pulling it to the side. One finger traced along the folds of Camphor’s tailhole, just a tiny prod.
“Ah~!” the bear’s hip pushed into that paw, their shaft already pushing against Timber’s muscular abs. “P-please…”
“Please what, cockslut?” Timber said. “‘Please fuck me’? ‘Please pour some pups inside me?’ Something like that?”
“Yeah…” the bear looked up at him with dewy, needful eyes. “B-but first… I really want to, uhm.. Eat your ass…”
“Heh.” Timber grabbed the back of the bear’s head and shoved them against his nipple. “Lick.” 
“Nnnn…” the bear obeyed, their firm tongue tickling and flicking the nipple as they unconsciously bucked against the hyena’s thigh.
Timber didn’t let anyone touch his ass. He didn’t want to give an inch. He was a top, through and through. There wasn’t a chance of him ever - 
“Yeah, why not,” he said, giving Camphor’s ass a little spank before pushing them back.
“R-really?! Thank you-ah!” He pushed the bear in the chest, letting them fall down onto the gym mat he’d left splayed out on the floor for his workout. Timber threw off his shorts, leaving his tented, pre-stained jockstrap on, before standing with spread legs over his needy pet. 
“M-may I touch myself while I eat you out, sir?” Camphor whimpered.
“Maybe if you do a good enough job, slut.” With that, Timber got onto his knees, and sat down right on that snout.

For a moment, Timber checked himself, remembered his own personal rule; no touching his ass. Why was he suddenly so flexible with that rule? Before he could consider that thought further, the bear’s tongue made first contact with his taint.
The thought was replaced with another.
…What had he been missing?

Timber bit on his lip and gulped, finding himself pushing down onto that bear’s face with an un-self-conscious groan. Camphor was a good kisser to begin with, but that warm velvety tongue on his taint… it threw him for a loop. 
“Fuck…” Timber growled. “Yeah, just like that…”
He couldn’t help but fondle himself through his jockstrap. It had gotten to that painfully rock-hard point, that rare time where he was past the point of no return; there would be no chance of this erection going down until his orgasm. He pushed himself down into the squishy gym mat, suffocating his toy with his scent. The way that hot breath caressed his cleft, and that tongue pushed and prodded… he could tell his pet was in heaven too. He felt a little bad for keeping him waiting this long.
“Yeah, you’re staying down under there for a while,” Timber said, his hand going down his jock to stroke his slick, sweaty shaft. His cheeks squeezed hard, forcing out a muffled whine of intense joy. “Gooood slut. G-good slut..”
He had to let go of his shaft. The orgasm nearly snuck up on him, and he had to bite his tongue to keep himself from going over the edge hands-free. It was dangerously close.
He’d never thought he’d enjoy this so much…

If that felt this good… what else might feel good inside him?
No. No no no. Absolutely not - 

–

Feel my finger trace on your nose, like it’s on the rim of a glass. Keep your eyes on your snout. Keep your eyes on the finger. Around and around.
And can you feel my other finger moving down? Squat down a little, bend forward a little, and allow me…
The more I trace along it, the more sensitive it gets. You can feel those pleasure nerves activating now… way better than you thought it was gonna feel, huh? And if this finger feels good…

–

What else might feel good…?
Timber hissed with pleasure as the tongue pushed past his tailhole, slipping inside him just a little.
Oh fuck, I’m doing it, he thought to himself, surprised at his complicity and his willingness… 
Nothing wrong with trying new things. Not when they felt this incredible…
Timber rolled his jockstrap down around his thighs and let go of his shaft for a moment, just to try and give himself some space to breathe.
He pushed his rump tighter against the bear boi’s face. He was so distracted with the sensation of the firm smooth tongue that his hands-free climax snuck up on him. It could have been the element of surprise, but it was so powerful, so earth-shatteringly strong, that there was a half-second gap in memory where Timber simply passed out entirely. He pitched forward, the lurch towards the mat bringing him back to consciousness to right himself. Even so, he couldn’t stop gasping out guttural moans with each throb of his shaft, painting the mat with long, arching ropes of cum, followed by thick leaking globs directly underneath him and into Camphor’s hair. Camphor was moaning like he’d taken the first bite of a delicious meal, gasping out a scoff after feeling the telltale tensing and throbbing of his master’s ring. 
Timber was still dizzy, even if he was conscious. When the tongue slipped free of him, his legs quivered and he gave way, falling right on top of the mess he’d made. 
“Ahhh… hh-fuck….” he whined, rolling off it even as it stuck to him in thick strands. He craned his head up from his prone position to look at Camphor, who was licking his chops and looking at him with a look that almost seemed smug.
“Told you you were gonna love it, sir,” Camphor said, reaching out to rub Timber’s ankle and paw. “Looks like you gotta hit the showers, too… room for one more?”
“Hnnh.” Timber gasped. “Y-yeah… room for you to shove that tongue inside me again.”

It wasn’t long before Timber insisted on butt play every time they met up. 
He was addicted. It wasn’t even necessarily the tongue. It was the feeling of fullness that did it for him. In fact, he started insisting Camphor have his best toys ready every time he visited; not to use on his toy, but to use on himself. Fucking the bear’s tight hole while pushing a flared, vibrating toy inside his own shaft, and pulling it free just as he climaxed…. It surpassed that first orgasm he had by a mile. 

He wouldn’t tell anyone that. He swore Camphor to secrecy. No one could know he liked bottoming. He had a reputation to maintain, after all…

–

“So, how’s things with the boytoy?”
“Oh, awesome.” Timber reclined and stretched out with a wide yawn. The night was young but he was already weirdly sleepy. “Yeah, it’s really settled into a serious thing. I’m wondering if he’s gonna ask me out.”
“Oh?” Kodi looked genuinely happy for the hyena. “That’s great, man! And what do you think, would you say yes?”
“Hm. Maybe.” Timber shifted a little. Maybe it came off as a nervous, deflecting shuffle. But really it was more to re-angle himself so that the thick toy inside his tailhole wouldn’t stimulate him too much. 
His sweatpants were already bulging, though… he could play it off. He couldn’t tell if Kodi had noticed or if he was just being too polite. Time to change the subject.
That plug was making him randy. He wanted to fuck something. Maybe it was time to collect on that bet. Get it over with. Put Kodi in his place.
“When’re you gonna try hypnotising me?” Timber asked. “I’ve been waiting for ages.”
“Hey, don’t put me on the spot!” Kodi’s smile looked nervous. “Didn’t you say you wanted to be surprised?”
“I think I’ve got a pretty open mind,” Timber said, palming his crotch. Fuck it, may as well get it out of the way. He let his hand brush along the contour of the bulging sweatpants, drawing the wolfdog’s eyes towards it. “Besides, win or lose, you’re gonna get a nice long look at this bad boy.”
“O-oh!” Kodi’s laugh was loud and dorky. Yes, he was off guard. Perfect. “I mean… yeah, okay, sure, let’s do it! Okay, gimme a sec to just warm you up.”
“Warm me up-?” Timber asked. 

A strange feeling of warmth filled the hyena’s head, a sort of yellow-coloured warmth that settled on his brain like sugar sprinkled onto a freshly baked pastry. His head felt a little spongy and light all of a sudden.
Then it was gone.
“If you wanna give me a fair shot, you gotta let me warm you up.”
There it was again, stronger this time. The previous 3 seconds of memory melted in the warmth.
“What did you…say?” Timber asked, his head feeling a bit thicker and warmer.
“I just said I gotta warm up. Do some breathing exercises n’ such, you know? You’re welcome to join in if you want.”
“Huh. I guess.”
“Or, you know, you could look away.”
Timber looked into Kodi’s eyes. The ripples of yellow and orange covered his vision.

–

“Look away.” Kodi repeated, stroking Timber’s face as they swayed in the night air. Timber couldn’t. Try as he might, even if those paws weren’t caressing him, he couldn’t keep his eyes from staying down-cast, locked on to the wolf-dog’s hypnotic pools. From the moment his eyes had opened, he couldn’t think of looking at anything else.
“Look away.” Kodi intoned.
“C-can’t…” Timber croaked, drool slipping from his mouth and spattering on his chest. 
“No, no, you can.” Kodi’s voice had dropped a half an octave, changed to a legato purr that caressed Timber’s ears. “You can look away. From the rest of the world. Look away from everything else. Look away from everything that’s unimportant. Everything that isn’t me, and my eyes.”
“Oh…” that made so much sense. Timber was glad that he had a good friend like Kodi to help him make sense of things. 
“And as you look away from the world, and into me, my colourful eyes fill you up, and warm you up, and help you float down, down, down into trance.”
“Trah….ss..?” Timber couldn’t lift his heavy jaw or his heavy tongue to make all the needed sounds. Every part of him felt weak and heavy, drowsy and cosy…

–

“Look away.” Kodi said. His grin was splitting his muzzle in two. “Come on. You can look away right, you can resist my hypnosis, right?”
Timber couldn’t speak. He was too mystified by the rippling rings of gold and amber, confused by them. He had known to expect him to try those dumb… no, those delightful tricks, but not that they’d feel this good. Or this familiar…?
“Look away~” Kodi cajoled, the blue and grey wolf standing from his seat and taking a couple of steps towards the hyena. He loomed over Timber, predatorily. “Come on~ prove to me you’re a big boy. I’m sure you can resist a little runt like me.”

Timber reclined back as he looked into the eyes. He tried to look away. He wanted to, at least. But when he tensed himself and tried to resist, it just made him clench around that toy and prod against that magic button inside him. 
“Something wrong, big guy?” Kodi asked. “Did you do something earlier to Warm You Up? To make it easier to Look Away?”
Those phrases sounded familiar, yet alien in the way they made Timber surge with pleasure. As a claw tip slid up his throat, under his muzzle, to keep those eyes trained to the pools, Timber let out a grunt as a first spurt of pre-cum stained his sweatpants.
“You’ve got a toy in you right now, haven’t you?” As if he knew Timber would have trouble nodding, Kodi did it for him with a gentle push up, and down, and up again. “Good boy. I was hoping you would. That just proves everything I already knew. That you secretly liked being a bottom. And a submissive, too…”

Timber was so absorbed in trying to look away from everything else to be offended or mad. It sounded correct anyway. So he kept staring. 
“Hey, by the way…” Kodi continued. “Are you feeling hungry? I mean, you’re drooling, that must mean you’re hungry,”
“Yeah…” Timber nodded. 
“When I snap my fingers, you’ll be wide awake, you won’t remember, but you are gonna want to suck on the first thing you see. Sounds good?”
“Ohay…” the hyena said.
SNAP.
As Kodi’s eyes returned to their normal colour and his pupils reappeared, he guided the hyena’s gaze down towards his crotch. His cock was out in the open, pinched at the base between a finger and a thumb. It swung back and forth like a cat toy. Timber’s eyes were glued to the tip, and he immediately bit on his lip.
“Hey, dude?” Timber asked. 
“Yes?” Kodi said, in a butter-wouldn’t-melt tone.
“I wanna suck you off, that cool with you?”
“Of course!”
“But it’s not in a subby way, ok? I’m gonna be the one in control. Don’t get any ideas.”

“Sure thing,” Kodi said, settling himself back on the couch as he lazily rubbed his shaft. 
He continued to do so right until Timber closed the distance and breathed hot breath onto the tip. As soon as the wolf-dog’s paw was out of the way, Timber buried the bone in his mouth and began to suck, without even a little bit of hesitation. He was forceful and relentless - a little too rough and fast for Kodi’s liking, but good enough to keep him hard. Kodi moaned and wrapped his thighs around the hyena’s large face, The strong meaty paws grabbed into the soft flesh and squeezed. Now they were getting somewhere. Kodi bit on his lip and pushed his palm against his forehead, his back curving as he lolled backwards.

“Hey there… slow down…!” he tried to get a look into Timber’s eyes to drive the point home, but there was no stopping the hyena. His eyes were closed as he slurped up and down, practically jackhammering Kodi’s crotch with his nose. 
“Suh…stop…!” Kodi noticed how half hearted the protests were. Besides, Timber was ignoring him. “Okay then, I guess I’ll - hnnh!” 
It took less than a minute for Timber to make Kodi cum, gulping him down hungrily and grasping his thighs so hard that they nearly drew blood. That pain made Kodi cum even harder and longer, leaving him a quivering mess on the couch, practically zonked out in his own right.
“That’s the stuff,” Timber said as he wiped his mouth and licked his lips. “What’s the matter? Too much for you?”
“Hhh…” Kodi shrugged, weakly laughing. “G-guess so…”
“Heh.” Timber crossed his arms as he sat up, looming over his afterglow-drunk friend and sitting back on his heels.. “If you can’t handle a blowjob, how’re you gonna hypnotise me? You’re gonna have to bit the bulletit at some point…“
“Guess so.” Kodi said.
“What’s that smile for?” 
“Oh, nothing, nothing…”
“Hhh.” Timber groaned and tensed. Kodi could tell that toy was prodding at him again. He pretended to be concerned. 
“You ok?”
“Oh no, yeah, I’m fine, I’m f…fine.” 

–

“So when’re you gonna hypnotise me already? We’ve been talking about it for weeks!”
“We will eventually.” Kodi said as he pulled the box out from under his bed. “You know, I just gotta be in the right headspace for it.”
“And you haven’t been there lately, huh?” Timber was already dressed down, his cock hard and throbbing with anticipation. “Fair enough, I guess.”
“I think these should fit you,” Kodi continued as he pulled out a tangle of long black pleather straps. “Shit, hang on, gotta untangle these. Actually… maybe if I Warm You Up you could give me a hand.”

Timber slipped back into trance. It only took one hit of that trigger to put him under, to make his eyes twirl, to make him drool and smile.
“Yes, Master,” Timber droned, approaching with outstretched arms.
“Keep your eyes on me. Look Away from the straps, and keep your eyes focused on the important part. Me. My eyes.”
Kodi’s voice made Timber so weak. So submissive. And he loved it. Submission felt great. Submission felt right to him. His tailhole was clenching around his toy with anticipation. He couldn’t wait for Master’s cock to fill him.

“When’re you gonna fuck me already?” Timber asked, even as his eyes spun. “We’ve been talking about it for weeks!”
“Right now.” Kodi said. “Once I’ve got you tied and helpless, bound in body and in mind, you’re going to get what you’ve wanted. What you deserve. Your forfeit.”
“My what, Master?” Timber asked, un-knotting another tangle in a harness. 
“You lost the bet, remember? You bet I couldn’t hypnotise you, and I did… but you don’t remember losing, probably because I conditioned you to forget when I Warm You Up.”
“Nnnhyeah, Master, probably…”
“I think, eventually. I’ll let you remember, and realise just how badly you’ve lost. But not right now.”

Timber never took his eyes off of Master’s, even once the job was done. He stooped low, hunched forward to let the collar slip snug around his neck, to have the harness fitted to his muscular body.
When the leash was clipped on and pulled taut, Timber yelped like a puppy and his tail wagged with the same energy. The wolf-dog stroked his throat, his chin, the tip of his muzzle as he guided him onto the bed. The leash was knotted to the metal head-board, pulled in tight and taut until his nose was almost pressed against the wall. That was the only point where he lost sight of those eyes. He couldn’t even crane his neck to look at his Master. But he could feel him. The paws on his rump, spreading him wide. The grasping of the toy, yanking it out with a wet, slick pop, and making his lower body melt with pain and relief. Then the warm, lubricated tip pushed in. As heavenly and pleasurable as it had been the first time he submitted and let the dog fuck him. The night after the party, that lazy afternoon where he sucked Master off… it always ended like this, and he only remembered it the moment he was penetrated. His brain hadn’t remembered, but his body did. And as Master’s teeth bit into Timber’s neck, he cried out a submissive, ecstatic cry. 
He could never go back to being dominant. Not when submitting felt this good. 
He was thankful he lost the bet with Master. It had opened him up.

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