The Invitation: Chapter 2
 
By Silver Sheep
 
The coyote James was standing outside his friend's bedroom door. His friend was named Oscar he was a tan and grey wolf. He had invited him to stay the night at his place. Now he had invited him to join him in bed for a night of passion. It was made complicated by the fact that Oscar had psionic powers. These powers rendered the coyote absolutely helpless to his friends will. If James went inside he would be giving his consent to be placed under the wolf's control for the night. There was no telling what Oscar would do to him. Part of him was terrified but another part of him the one that controlled his slick cock as it poked into his pajama bottoms wanted in.
 
Still he hesitated it was happening so fast. First his friend revealed his hidden psionic powers to him as he was preparing dinner. Later that night he had revealed that he was gay and he wanted to dominate James in the bedroom with his psionic powers. James felt like he was about to go down the rabbit hole like in Alice in Wonderland. In the end the pure excitement of the wolf’s invitation made up his mind for him. He grabbed the door handle and turned it opening the door.
 
He stepped inside the bedroom and closed the door behind him. Oscar must have prepared his bedroom for this encounter because the room was lit by candlelight. Red and white candles had been set up all around the room. It was quite the seductive atmosphere. The bed had bright red sheets on it. The colour of passion.
 
The wolf Oscar was laying on the bed still in his sexy harness. How James loved that harness the scent of leather added to the musk of the wolf’s arousal. The tight harness helped show off his toned but muscular body. His cock glistening in the rooms soft lighting it was kept hard and needy by a shiny cock ring at the base of the wolf’s knot. The cock ring was attached to the crotch strap of his harness. He looked up at James with hungry eyes.
 
“Someone likes his milk but I only have cream left.” the wolf said.
 
The coyote opened his mouth to speak but Oscar hushed him. 
 
“You don't have to ask my pet. Your muzzle is so empty it needs to be filled.” Oscar said.
 
James gasped Oscar was right his muzzle needed to be filled with that wonderful cock. The wolf’s power surged into his mind. He had to obey. He walked over and climbed onto the foot of the wolf’s bed. James crawled over to where Oscar was lying. He was locked onto his target. Oscar's hard and drooling wolf cock.
 
Soon the wolf felt the hot breaths of his new lover flow over the sensitive flesh of his cock. James lapped the tip tasting the wolf's flavor. He licked up the salty pre with his pink tongue. He was greeted by its salty taste. He wanted more he needed his muzzle filled. Oscar’s male musk filled his nose it smelled of spice with a tang that drove the coyote wild. James opened his muzzle wide and swallowed most of his length.
 
Oscar slowly exhaled a breath as he enjoyed the hot warm slickness of his new lover's mouth as it pleased him. James worked his flexible tongue around the underside of Oscar’s cock as he suckled gently. His tongue searched out finding Oscar’s knot and lapped back and forth. Soon Oscar was thrusting his cock into the coyote’s wet maw wanting more of the sensations.
 
The psionic command drove the coyote to swallow even more of his length. Oscar’s cock slid easily down into his maw. James licked the base of the wolf’s knot finding the metallic taste of his cock ring. With a little more effort he would be able to take the knot into his eager muzzle. He slurped as he sucked making Oscar claw at his red sheets with his claw tipped fingers.
 
The Coyote relaxed the back of his throat in preparation for his next step. Despite giving guys oral pleasure he had only took a lover this deep down his throat once before. Now he needed to do it. He needed to stop that itching command from rattling around his skull. The wolf's cock tasted salty but still had a male tang to it. The wolf must have prepared himself for this encounter by being nice and clean for him.
 
Now! He just had to take all of that fat knot into his maw. James slid his muzzle down over his lovers cock he was soon rewarded with the tickle of his crotch fur on his nose. It was like a weight had been lifted from his mind. He had obeyed the command so the pressure was lifted. He had done it. He licked out with his long canine tongue he found the taut orbs of the wolf’s balls. Undoubtedly filled with his thick creamy seed.
 
Oscar moaned loudly he could hardly believe that James had taken all of his length plus his knot so soon. As he felt his lover's tongue search out for his balls he put a hand paw gently on the back of the coyote’s head to keep him in place. He was going to let his partner's muzzle adjust to his cock before doing anything more. That tongue was keeping him entertained right now. Lapping and probing at his balls.
 
After lapping his lover’s taut balls James was feeling more comfortable with his full maw. Now he started to suck the hard red length. Drool slurped into the coyote’s muzzle as he got to work on his new lover's length. For his part Oscar was in wolf heaven. His friend had quite a skilled mouth. He could feel the eagerness in his movements. He wanted this coyote and now he had him sucking his canine cock.
 
Soon Oscar thrust his hips into James’s slick mouth he was gentle because he didn’t want to hurt him. He was only getting started with this night's fun. He moaned and gasped in ecstasy as he had wanted James for some time and wanted to savor this moment. James was so eager to please he needed someone who appreciated him. Someone like him that could take control with just a powerful psionic command.
 
As Oscar thrust a little faster he was glad for his cock ring because he was sure he would have creamed by now if it wasn’t for it keeping him in check. James was slurping away for his efforts he was rewarded with a fresh sample of pre. A salty appetizer before the main course. The wolf was panting loudly now lost in the pleasures of the coyote’s wet mouth and flexible tongue.
 
Now the wolf was thrusting his hips into the coyote’s slick muzzle. He breathing became erratic signaling he was getting close to blast off. He was going to serve up a treat for his lover. Yes that was it. A thick rope of cum surged up his cock. James felt Oscar's cock twitch just before it's payload hit his muzzle. Now he could enjoy the lovely taste of Oscar's release. It was all his to drink down. A few surges of thick wolf cream was what he needed. He swallowed down the full creamy load.
 
Oscar was in total bliss now as he felt his release. He had to admit James was good he knew his way around a cock. Soon both were panting as they lay on the bed. Oscar looked down at James the coyote was hot and ready to blow. His canine cock had made a small wet stain in the crotch of his pajamas bottoms. He was so busy worshiping Oscar’s cock that he had ignored the heat between his own legs. The coyote gave his trapped erection a squeeze with his hand paw and felt the heat as it radiated through his clothes.
 
“James stand over there and strip.” Oscar ordered pointing to a spot on the floor. Now he was going to show James who was in control.
 
Oscar’s power flowed through his mind. The coyote got up and went over to where Oscar had pointed. Renewed heat flowed down to his groin as the helpless feeling welled up in his chest. He undid his pajama top and cast it aside then he slid down his pajama pants and kicked them away. His red rocket was slick with pre as it stood tall on the launch pad.
 
Oscar took his time and undid his cock ring on his now flaccid penis. It was still attached to his harness so he wouldn’t lose it. He looked up at the now naked and hard coyote. He wanted to have some fun with him. He knew a game he could play.
 
“James I want to ask you a couple of questions and you are going to truthfully answer them.” Oscar said.
 
The coyote nodded and licked his chops. Those words the wolf had spoken weren't simply words but powerful psionic commands.
 
“When you excused yourself at dinner what did you get up to?” asked the wolf.
 
That power. He couldn’t lie to him. He had to tell him. “I went to masturbate in the guest bathroom.” James said. He trembled as he spoke.
 
“I kind of suspected you did. So what got you all excited that you had to go masturbate?” asked Oscar.
 
Hot embarrassment ran up to the coyotes face. Talking about such private things but he just had to obey. “I got all excited by your psionic power. That exercise with the spoon. As I was eating dinner I fantasized that you could make me suck your cock under the kitchen table and I would be helpless to stop it.” James said.
 
“Well it looks like one of your fantasies has come true then.” said Oscar.
 
Oscar was right that hot sexy wolf was in control and he loved it. Despite the embarrassing conversation he was still hard as a rock.
 
"How often do you paw off?" asked the wolf.
 
"Once a day." answered James.
 
"That sounds about right." said Oscar. "Where's your favorite place to paw off?" the wolf asked.
 
"In my bed." answered the coyote. He gulped, he just couldn't stop himself from answering. 
 
“Speaking of masturbation you coyote cock does need attention. There’s no need to excuse yourself this time. You need a good pawing session so go right ahead and start stroking.” said Oscar.
 
One of the coyote’s hand paws wrapped itself around his throbbing cock and started pumping. He didn’t mind this command. His paw pads were soon slick from his pre cum as he stroked away.
 
“Now don’t cum yet. I’ll be right back.” said the wolf. Oscar left his bedroom and walked down the hallway.
 
The coyote kept pawing away at his cock. Even after a few strokes he was close. The excitement of the evening had filled him with need. He stroked himself a little faster. Yeah that felt good. He just needed a little more. What? It was the wolf’s command it was blocking him from his release.
 
Oscar entered the room he had a empty drinking glass with him in his hand paw. He walked over to the still pawing coyote. He put the glass near the tip of James’s cock ready to capture his release. The wolf leaned forward and softly whispered “Cum.”
 
James let out a cry as his orgasm overtook him. He shot a rope of his release into the wolf’s waiting glass. It was soon followed by five more ropes of creamy coyote seed. James was panting from his ordeal. Oscar bought his glass up to his face to study its contents. Of cause it wasn’t full but it had the coyote’s full load in there. Oscar’s lips turned into a smile.
 
“Just when I thought I was out of cream to offer you. Drink all of it down like a good pup.” Oscar commanded.
 
It took a moment for James to realise what Oscar had commanded him to do but by then the glass was already in his hand paw on the way up to his muzzle. He flung it and his head back as his lips wrapped around the glass. He had a moment to savour the total lack of control that he had as his seed sloshed more slowly than milk down to his waiting muzzle. The salty taste hit his tongue as he gulped it all down with one long gulp. His tongue flicked out into the glass and searched out for more it pressed into the bottom of the glass searching for every last drop of his coyote seed.
 
James trembled in excitement. Something about how the wolf had complete power over him drove him wild with lust. He just loved the feeling in his mind like a tug of a leash pulling him where Oscar wanted him to go. James did not know why it affected him this way. His logical side said he should be terrified by this psionic power but instead he was excited by it. He wanted to be controlled.
 
“What a good ‘yote you drank it all down. Just like your milk.” the wolf said.
 
James looked into his new wolf lover's eyes. How powerful he was and how those blue eyes shone, totally in charge.
 
“James I think that’s enough excitement for tonight. I have a new invitation. You can snuggle with me in my bed or if you're feeling a little scared now that you have properly felt my power you can sleep back in the guest room.” Oscar said.
 
James pulled in close and hugged Oscar tight he was still holding the glass in one paw. “I want to snuggle.” he breathed into one of Oscar’s sensitive ears. There was no power needed to make this choice.
 
“I hoped I hadn't scared you away.” Oscar said as he kissed James on the cheek.
 
The coyote just hugged him tighter. Eventually the pair parted.
 
“Let me take off this harness it might look sexy but it’s not comfortable to sleep in.” Oscar said. 
 
“OK I’ll be right back said James. James went to the kitchen and put away the glass in the washing up. Before coming back to Oscar’s bedroom he stopped and gave himself a hug. What a cunning wolf he had this all planned. He must have been waiting until he broke up with his last boyfriend to make his move. It felt special to be desired in such a way. No man had ever put so much effort into courting him before.
 
He returned to Oscar’s bedroom to find that the wolf had changed out of his sexy harness which was now hanging in his wardrobe door. Oscar was blowing out the candles after which he climbed into bed. Soon Oscar was lounging naked on the bed. The covers were open and he was inviting the coyote in. James was looking at Oscar’s black leather harness it was one of the tempting reasons why he had taken him up on his invitation.
 
“I knew you’d love my harness. I’ll have to put it on you sometime my dear.” the wolf said.
 
James looked away from the harness. The wolf had caught him looking at it. He joined Oscar in the bed. He pulled in close to his new lover. It was wonderful to have a snuggle. It had been so long from his last time snuggling another. He ran a hand paw over Oscar’s toned abs. The wolf responded in kind pulling the coyote in closer.
 
The soft warmth was so soothing the simple pleasure of being held by another. Soon James began to feel his eyelids grow heavy. The deep breaths of the wolf entwined next to him were lulling him to sleep. The excitement of the day was catching up to him. His consciousness fading as sleep overtook his mind and body.
 
Slowly James opened his eyes it was blurry at first but soon his vision came into focus. Oscar’s bedroom was bathed in the orange light of the morning sun. He felt warm and comfortable in the bed. Soon he realised he was alone because he couldn’t feel the soft warm form of the wolf anymore. He must have awoken before him. He roused himself out of bed.
 
As he walked into the hall his senses picked up where Oscar was. There was a scent in the air. It was coming from the kitchen. It smelled like bacon and eggs cooking. This was confirmed by the sound of sizzling emanating from the kitchen. Oscar must be making him breakfast. James licked his chops the salty taste was still on his lips from last night.
 
It brought a flash of memories of that powerful wolf taking control. He had to quickly make himself decent because breakfast would be ready soon. He returned to the guest room. He took a pair of underwear from his change of clothing but not before relieving himself in the guest bathroom. A proper shower had to wait until after he ate. He went back to the hall and then walked into the kitchen.
 
Oscar was dressed in boxer shorts and a singlet. He was at the stove working on breakfast. He looked up as the coyote entered. “Good morning.” he said in a chipper voice.
 
James greeted him and took a seat at the kitchen table. He was salivating from the scent of the hot breakfast being prepared. The sound of the toaster jumping up with freshly made toast made his ear flick. Oscar turned off the stove and walked over to grab the toast. He picked up the two slices of toast and sort of juggled them in his fingers. It must have been hot straight from the toaster.
 
The coyote raised an eyebrow. The wolf put the two slices of hot toast into a stainless steel dog bowl. It wasn’t a bowl for furs but for feral dogs of the four legged variety. That was strange as far as he knew Oscar didn’t own a pet dog and he hadn't seen one while he was here. His eyes scanned the shelf there were stacks of plates so he wasn’t out of clean plates. What was this about?
 
Oscar was oblivious to James’s questioning expression. He was serving up the eggs and bacon from the frying pan. One serve onto a plate with toast already waiting and the other serve into the dog bowl. He put his spatula down into the frying pan and took two knives and forks out from his cutlery draw. He then proceeded to use a knife and fork to cut up the breakfast in the dog bowl into smaller pieces. He continued until the bacon and eggs on toast was in smaller bite sized chunks.
 
James didn’t know what to make of the wolf’s actions. Was this a joke? What was he doing? It got even stranger when Oscar put the knife and fork he had used to slice up the breakfast into the washing up water in his sink. He put the other knife and fork on the side of the plate. He took the plate of bacon and eggs and put it on the kitchen table opposite to where James was sitting. He returned to the dog bowl. He picked it up and placed it on the ground. It was on the other side of the kitchen. As he stood up he turned towards James.
 
“I don’t know why you’re sitting there because your breakfast is right here.” Oscar said pointing to the doggy bowl.
 
“This isn’t funny. I’m not a feral. I can use a knife and fork.” said James his muzzle turning into a frown.
 
“Just like you used my teaspoon yesterday or didn’t if I remember correctly.” said the wolf.
 
“Look. I can pour coffee into a mug from the jar it’s not a superpower.” said James. The coyote reached across the table for Oscar’s plate.
 
“Stop! On all fours you naughty ‘yote.” Oscar ordered.
 
The flash of Oscar’s psionic power stopped James just before his hand paw had reached the plate. He fell down onto his knees. The pull of the wolf’s power was irresistible. A thrill of fear and arousal flowed down his spine. The wolf was in control. What would he make him do?
 
“Now crawl over here before your breakfast gets cold.” the wolf ordered.
 
The coyote crawled over across the kitchen floor. As much as it was humiliating it was getting him worked up. He was getting hot between his legs but he kept control of his arousal and stayed soft. He was in front of the dog bowl now. He could see the trimmed foot claws of the wolf as he stood over him.
 
“Mmm yummy breakfast. It’s time to eat.” said Oscar. His tone was as if he was talking to a pet canine.
 
The heat of embarrassment filled the coyote's face. He felt the tug of Oscar’s power he had to obey. He reached out with one of his hand paws towards the dog bowl.
 
“Ah ah ah. Such a naughty ‘yote. You use your muzzle to eat not your paws.” Oscar said.
 
“What! I can’t do that!” James protested.
 
“Can’t is the cancer of happen. You will eat your breakfast using only your muzzle.” ordered Oscar.
 
James felt that powerful command but this time he resisted. He felt a tug in his mind slowly it grew stronger. He could fight it now but the power was growing. He let out a cry. He gritted his teeth. While he was resisting the wolf had walked back over to the kitchen table seemly confident that James’s will would succumb. It didn’t take longer than two seconds after Oscar had sat down when the coyote cracked.
 
He pulled forward and took a mouthful of the diced up bacon and eggs. His eyes were watering from the struggle. He felt instant relief when he obeyed his mind was just too weak. It scared him but at the same time it pushed his buttons. The self control on his cock was also shattered. His cock swelled as he ate and he shivered not from fear but from hot arousal.
 
It wasn’t too bad it was anthro food, not dried dog biscuits or canned dog food. It was in a clean bowl and the floor looked clean. Oscar was quite the cook. The eggs were just right with runny yolk and the egg white was cooked to perfection. He could feel the sticky yolk stick to the side of his muzzle as he dug in. The bacon had a salty flavour and crunched in his mouth. Eating was quite messy. Bits of food fell out of his mouth back into the bowl as he chewed.
 
Soon his chops had a greasy sheen on them from the oil and fat of the bacon. Breadcrumbs from the toast embedded into his fur around his mouth. Halfway through his meal he noticed that he was hard. His erection pressed into his underwear. His tail pressed down tightly between his legs. He didn’t want Oscar to know that this treatment was affecting him in such a way. He closed his legs to hide his erection. He was a little wobbly on his hands and knees.
 
He ate his breakfast chomping and chewing loudly table manners forgotten in his current position. Suddenly he felt a touch it made him shudder. He positioned himself to gain balance spreading his legs open again. He was distracted by his unusual position and didn’t know that someone was this close to him. He turned his head upwards. It was Oscar looking down at him. He had a lustful expression on his muzzle. He was touching him with one of his foot paws.
 
The wolf ran his foot paw up the inside of James’s leg. He pressed his fur covered toe tops into the bulge in the coyote’s undies. James shuddered as the wolf lifted his leg and pressed the top of his foot paw into his erection. James turned his attention back to the last of his breakfast in an effort to play it cool. He couldn’t hide how excited he was. The wolf walked away and sat down to finish his breakfast as well.
 
After a few more mouthfuls the coyote had finished his breakfast. He turned awkwardly as he head the scrape of a chair on the tiles. He saw Oscar stand up and walk back over to him. He crouched down next the coyote.
 
“Even a good boy needs a little obedience training every now and then.” said Oscar. As he said this he put a hand paw on the back of the coyote’s head.
 
James wasn’t sure if he should say anything so he kept quiet. The gentle touch of the wolf was putting him at ease.
 
“I’m glad you dumped that piece of shit boyfriend. He was no good for you.” said the wolf.
 
“I had enough of being taken for granted. It was always my turn to pay.” James said.
 
“I noticed that with you. That you’re quite submissive. I think you were looking for someone to take control. Not take control of your wallet but someone to wrap a collar around your neck and attach a leash. Give it a firm tug.” said Oscar. He had started to gently stroke the fur on the top of the coyote’s head.
 
James wasn’t too sure. Oscar’s power did have an effect on his libido but did it mean that it was something he sent out that others could pick up on? Oscar’s gentle affection was making him more comfortable even if it was a little demeaning to be patted like a feral canine.
 
Oscar must have noticed his questioning expression because he said “It’s my power. Most furs when they realize what I am doing to their mind are terrified. They hate that feeling of helplessness, that total lack of control. You on the other paw have to go and have a quick wank after just a short sample.”
 
James had to admit that Oscar had a point even though he did feel fear it was overcome by hot dripping lust. It took him a moment to form words. “I don’t know what it is but it…” said James. He just couldn’t say it out loud.
 
“James you need a thick collar wrapped around your neck. Your cock knows just how badly you need that collar and I think your mind does too. I just need to invite you to spend some more time here with me so that I can show you.” said Oscar his voice sounded so confident and certain.
 
James looked up at his friend now lover it scared him how easy it was to become lost under his power. Here he was eating out of a dog dish plus it made him hot. Should he accept this part of himself that wanted a collar around his neck and the tug of a leash?