On one hot day on the beach, an anthro wolf named Brennan, and an anthro dog named Harry were kicking back and relaxing on a beach towel near the ocean.

Brennan had asked Harry to rub lotion over his body, which Harry happily accepted. Harry started out rubbing lotion over Brennan’s tight back as he was laying on his stomach, greatly enjoying Harry’s administrations. Harry was smoothing out the lotion over the ripples of Brennan’s back muscles.

Harry was paying close attention to Brennan’s bubbly butt that was stretching out the fabric of the swim trunks he was wearing. He asked him if he could lift up his trunks, which Brennan agreed too. Harry grabbed both edges of his trunks and lifted the fabric up to stare intently at Brennan’s bare butt, lowering his face to Brennan’s ass to plant several kisses on both of his butt cheeks.

“Heh, I didn’t take you for being such a massive ass-kisser.” Brennan teased Harry.

“Oh, shut up.” Harry teased Brennan back. “I’m no ass-kisser. You just have a nice ass I love kissing, is all.”

“Whatever you say, bro.” Brennan sarcastically said as he rolled his eyes.

Harry got a smirk on his face as he suddenly let go of Brennan’s trunks, and Brennan felt a mildly painful snap as his trunks spanked against his ass.

Brennan sat up and glared at Harry. “Dude, what the hell was that for?!”

“Well, I figure when you’re acting like a smart-ass, that’s my cue to spank your ass.” Harry retorted while playfully sticking his tongue out at him.

“You know, I really should punish you back for that.” Brennan considered while stroking his chin, thinking of a way to punish his dog friend for what he did.

“Punish me? Isn’t that a little extreme?”

Brennan shook his head. “No, no. I would never punish you like that. I mean more like consensual punishment.”

“Consensual punishment?” Harry asked, completely bewildered. “How the hell can punishment be ‘consensual?’”

Brennan thought to himself for a few more moments, then was suddenly struck with some inspiration as he stared at their bottle of lotion. “I’ve got it! Harry, could you rub some lotion over my paws, please?”

Harry was slightly confused at first, but then lit up when he started piecing together what Brennan was asking of him. “Oh! Oh, yeah! Of course, dude!”

Harry grabbed the bottle of lotion, squeezing some lotion into his hands. He started rubbing the lotion into Brennan’s soft, yet meaty wolf paws, using his fingers to rub in the lotion into his toes quicker every few seconds. When he was done, Brennan lifted up his newly-lotioned paws in front of Harry’s face and started wiggling his toes.

The intense light of the hot, burning sun reflected off Brennan’s wiggling toes, shining right into Harry’s eyes. Brennan’s shining, wiggling toes were bringing Harry into a deep, sleepy trance. Harry let out an entranced yawn as he slowly started getting down on his hands and knees. A few little toe wiggles later, Harry slithered down onto his stomach, with hypnotized glassy eyes, losing his train of thought to Brennan’s sexy paws.

Harry’s eyes had become so glassy, that Brennan could see his wiggling toes reflected in his eyes. “How ya doin’ Harry?” Brennan teasingly asked with a little laugh.

Harry’s thoughts had become so scrambled by staring at his paws, that he could only let out a few incoherent gurgles, as he started drooling out onto their beach towel.

Brennan used his toes to wipe away Harry’s drool before their towel could get too soaked. “Gonna kiss my paws, bro?”

“Yyyyyeeeeesssssss…” Harry strained out as he tried slowly getting back up on his hands and knees, which was harder than he thought because of how relaxed his muscles now felt.

Once back up, he puckered up his lips and was bringing his face closer to Brennan’s paws, but he quickly swiped away his paws before Harry could kiss them.

“What? Noooooo…” A confused Harry droned out. “Y…your paws…”

“You have to prove to me that you’re worthy enough before I can just let you worship my paws.” Brennan was explaining to Harry. Brennan opened up a box that he was keeping snacks and drinks in, and brought out a small plastic bag filled with bone-shaped doggy treats. He took out a treat and placed it between his toes, with one end of the bone pointed towards Harry’s face. Harry’s sleepy face immediately perked up from the sight.

“Are…are those peanut butter-flavored treats?” Harry asked hopefully.

“Oh, yeah.” Brennan pridefully boasted. “I know your favorites, bro.”

Brennan raised his treat-filled paw right above Harry’s head, waving his paw in little circles so that Harry could follow his paw with his eyes. Harry used his arms to raise his upper half so his face was closer to his paw, tongue out and panting in pleasure.

“Sit.” Brennan playfully commanded.

Harry immediately sat down on his haunches, still panting.

“Beg.”

“Please please please let me kiss your paws now, bro.” Harry was mumbling, his cock tenting his swim trunks.

“Not yet.” Brennan teased. “Speak.”

Harry started repeatedly barking, as he tried forcing his face closer to Brennan’s paws, to no avail.

Brennan made a rolling-over motion with his paw that was clutching the dog treat. “Roll-over, bro.”

Harry rolled over several times on the beach towel, until he rolled onto his back, with his massive hard-on stretching out the fabric of his trunks towards the blue sky above.

“Alright, man. I think you’ve proved to me you have what it takes to be my paw slave. Go on, take your treat. It’s yours.”

Harry quickly got back up on all fours, lifting his face to Brennan’s paw, kissing his paw all over, until he used his canine teeth to pull his treat away from Brennan’s paw. Harry used his mouth to drop his treat onto their towel, munching and nibbling on it.

Brennan saw that little crumbs of Harry’s peanut-butter bone were falling onto an increasing wet spot on his trunks. Brennan wiped up the mixture of treat crumbs and Harry’s pre-cum with his toes, and brought them to Harry’s mouth.

“One more doggie trick.” Brennan seductively whispered to Harry. “Lick.”

Harry quickly lapped up his own cummy crumbs, shuddering in pleasure with every lick. Once Brennan’s toes were clean, he commanded Harry to build a medium sized sandcastle out on the beach.

In his horny and hypnotized daze, Harry grabbed their sandcastle mold and started making several blocks of sand with it, forming the blocks together to make the castle he had been commanded to build.

Once he was finished, Brennan called out to him. “Hey dude, want to meet the king and kiss his paws?” Brennan asked while pointing towards his own paws. Harry answered back by panting harder and furiously nodding his head up and down.

Brennan brought their beach towel over to the sandcastle so he could sit behind it. He was carrying another towel he handed to Harry, who put it down in front of the castle so he could get down on his knees.

Brennan stuck his paws into the sandcastle so that his big toes were poking out of the castle door, careful not to let the castle completely collapse. “Before you meet the king, you must kiss his royal guards.” Brennan wiggled his big toes a few times.

Harry dive-bombed towards his paws in record time, planting several kisses on his big toes. He was kissing his toes so fervently, that the entire sandcastle crumbled to the ground around Brennan’s paws.

“You may now kiss the king’s paws.” Brennan commanded.

Harry was repeatedly smooching Brennan’s sandy soles until he started tasting a bunch of sand in his mouth. The unsettling sensation of sand coating his taste-buds broke Harry out of his trance, causing him to spit out a bunch of sand out into the beach around them.

“Oh! Gross, dude!” Harry shouted out as he continued spitting out sand. “What the fuck?!”

Brennan was laughing his ass off over Harry’s situation. “Hey, you’re the one who’s been wanting to make out with my paws!”

Harry was using his hand to wipe away sand from the corner of his mouth. “No, I mean that getting sand in my mouth is gross.” He tried to explain. “Not kissing your paws.”

“Oh, I can tell.” Brennan teased as he used a toe to rock Harry’s hard-on back and forth. “No one who would find kissing a guy’s paws gross would have their dick get this stone-hard.” Brennan started blushing, which prompted Brennan to further tease him.

“Want me to finish you off?” Brennan asked in a sultry tone, as he used his toes to squeeze Harry’s cock through his trunks.

Harry winced in a mix of light pain and intense pleasure. “Y-y-yessss…” he stammered out. “But you need to wipe the sand off of your paws. If you rub me with your sandy soles, my dick’s gonna catch on fire.”

“Awww, but I brought marshmallows with us. I could always roast some s’mores over your burning cock.” Brennan teased with a wink.

Brennan lightened up when he saw that Harry actually looked slightly worried. “Oh, I’m just kiddin’ bro. I’d never do that to you.” Brennan used his paw to push on Harry’s stomach. “Get on your back for me now.”

“Sure thing, dude.” Harry said as he let Brennan push him with his paw onto his back on the beach towel. Brennan wiped the sand off of his paws with another towel, tossed it away, and scooted himself closer to Harry’s body.

Brennan brought his massive wolf paws to the crotch of Harry’s trunks. He was using his claws to tear away his trunks piece-by-piece, finally revealing Harry’s massive, throbbing cock, free of his now shredded trunks. Brennan gripped his hard cock with both paws, furiously pumping up and down, as Harry saw his own cock rise towards the clear sky, dribbling with pre-cum.

The sun was shining right on Brennan’s lotioned paws again, which were also coated with Harry’s shiny pre-cum, and his shining paws were beaming more hypnotic rays directly into Harry’s eyes again, making him fall into another heavy trance.

“You will be my paw slave for the rest of your life.” Brennan was commanding him. “Repeat.”

“I will be your paw slave for the rest of my life.” Harry repeated in a dazed monotone.

“Your nightly dreams will consist of nothing but kissing and worshipping my paws. Repeat.”

“My nightly dreams will consist of nothing but kissing and worshipping your paws.”

“You will smooch my soles for breakfast, lick my heels for lunch, and kiss my toes for dinner. Repeat.”

“I will smooch your soles for breakfast, lick your heels for lunch, and kiss your toes for dinner.”

“At the count of five, your cock will erupt. All over your body. All over my paws. Harder than even a volcano.” Brennan was instructing as he was gripping and rubbing Harry’s cock up and down, harder and faster. “One.”

Harry kept on panting with his tongue sticking out.

“Two. Gettin’ there, my loyal ass-kisser.”

Harry was no longer insulted. He loved being a loyal ass-kisser. Especially getting to kiss an ass as hot as Brennan’s.

“Three. Good boy.”

Harry’s wagging tail felt just as excited as his throbbing cock.

Brennan noticed that Harry’s hypnotized eyes had become so glassy, that he could see Harry’s throbbing dick reflected in his own eyes. “Four. Almost there. You are so close.”

“I…I l-l-love your paws… so much…dude…” Harry strained through intensely gritted teeth.

“Five. Cum for me. Erupt for me.”

Harry’s cock finally exploded all over Brennan’s paws, and all over himself. Harry continued laying on his back, completely breathless, and motionless. After several moments, he finally exhaled.

“Holy shit, dude.”

Brennan laid down next to Harry on the beach towel, and kissed him on the cheek.

“Heh, I didn’t take you for being such a massive paw-loving faggot.” Brennan teased him as he was lightly stroking one of his arms, and kissed him on the cheek again.

“Sh-sh-shut up.” Harry playfully hissed in a very pleasure-tinted voice. “I just love kissing your sexy paws, is all.”

“Whatever you say, bro.” Brennan retorted as he was rubbing circles around the tip of Harry’s deflating penis with one of his big toes, and milking out the remaining cum that was oozing down his shaft. “Whatever you say.”