Chapter 85: Beasts At Heart The Open Woods, Fallon Creek, Michigan... Gasps and moans filled the woods as the chill of the early morning seemed to give way to a bit of heat from the sun as Casey Peterson continued to find himself naked and bouncing up and down on the massive cock that had been lodged deep within his sodden hidden sex as he slowly moved his questing fingers along the tanned muscle ripped chest of the handsome brooding older boy that had taken his life to unexplainable heights ever since their first meeting. His own pinked cock swelled and pulsed as he coated their respective bellies with his release, as he whimpered slack-jawed and unable to beat the heat that filled his body as his beast blood continued to boil within the confines of his veins. The shifting of his eyes matched that of his equally beast blood-infused lover whose cock stretched him in places he never thought possible. "Uhhhh!" moaned Casey unable to get enough of the massive thing being shoved insi
Chapter 86: In The WildThe Open Woods, Fallon Creek, Michigan... A rather close and rude grunt from Rick Channon saw to awakening Casey Peterson following their brief involuntary nap and he found himself with his head resting against Rick's bare chest. At the same time, the older boy's rough calloused hands moved along the smooth pale flesh of his exposed arse. Casey let out a soft moan realizing that Rick's massive cock had still been impaled inside his hidden sex, throbbing and plenty hard as he slowly ran his large rough hands along the younger lad's chilled smooth pale flesh.Casey imagined they had been quite the sight, lounging about in the cool of the morning after their previous wild romps within the confines of the looming woods, naked amid dirt and fallen leaves moist to the touch from the morning dew. It had not seemed to phase either of them as the sights and smells of the open wilderness seemed to make them both feel right at home, although it had been Rick more comfor
Chapter 87: A Stranger In The Midst The Kitchen, The Peterson Residence, Fallon Creek, Michigan... From the moment Casey Allen Peterson opened the front door to his home with his mother, to the moment he stepped into the kitchen after his rather long morning, he had been frozen in terror as he looked upon the rather burly man with hazel brown eyes and a low cut hairstyle just sitting beside his mother slowly sipping a hot cup of coffee. The man, whom Casey had known to have been rather large and bulky turned his attention to the newly arrived boy with ease as his mother endlessly chatted with him about things Casey's mind couldn't register beyond the absolute fear that coursed through him. The burly man had been familiar alright right down to his hazel eyes narrowed and focused on the rushed beating of Casey's young heart. To be in someone else's house, the man seemed quite at home as he sipped his coffee, rather confident that he'd been the Alpha in the room, a fitting thing g
Chapter 88: An Honest Day's Work Dee Clark's General Store, West Point Drive, Fallon Creek, Michigan... Sweltering heat seemed to be getting the better of a rather shirtless and sweat-drenched Alarick Michael Channon as he continued his mundane task of lugging wooden crate after wooden crate in a bid to finish up the stocking of his Aunt's general store. She had been upfront calculating the number of items and running the main part of the store while Rick did all the heavy lifting. He never said out loud how much he loathed her so-called husband who never seemed to want to be around when the stocking had to be done but always shot off at the mouth when he'd been home and it came to Rick's life in general. Rick rolled his eyes as a bead of sweat dripped from his brow and onto the top of the box as he moved them lifting them with ease due to his wolfish abilities but struggling to stay within the aspect of mortality so as not to alarm anyone who might have seen him at work and wer
Chapter 89: A Prime Directive The Kitchen, The Peterson Residence, Fallon Creek, Michigan... Both Casey Peterson and Rick Channon filed into the kitchen of The Peterson residence knowing full well that Helen had gone to work and there was no sign of the brute being anywhere around. Casey had told Rick all about the older wolf stalking his home and speaking with his mother before they left the store. Rick didn't seem all that bothered by it, although he had not liked the idea of the old brute being anywhere near Helen. After grabbing one for himself, Casey slowly ventured toward the fridge and passed Rick a bottle of water. Rick cracked it open and drank half as Casey sipped from his. It had been good to hydrate after their long day at the store and of course, there was the bonus of Helen possibly having something to eat in the fridge. Rick went rummaging for anything to fill his growling stomach making a mess as usual. "You gotta start taking your wolf more seriously," said Rick
Chapter 90: The Pulse In Impulse Casey's Bedroom, The Peterson Residence, Fallon Creek, Michigan... Once more the door to Casey Peterson's bedroom smacked against the back wall as Rick Channon carried the younger half-naked lad up the stairs and toward the bedroom amid a lot of kisses and moans in the wake of them having awoken on the sofa together after watching hours of television following their efforts of work in doing inventory at Rick's Aunt's store. The glow of their eyes and the intensity of their combined passion had been a clear indication that they had no intention of holding back as Rick dropped Casey into the center of his bed amid the messy dark blue sheets and comforter and discarded his shirt and shoes. Casey swiftly discarded his basketball shorts and socks, as they had been what he changed into once he got home, and settled on the sofa with Rick to watch t.v. He could feel the pulsing of his pinked cock and the sensation of warmth from Rick's rough hands moving a
Chapter 91: An Empathetic Transference Casey's Bedroom, The Peterson Residence, Fallon Creek, Michigan... Casey Peterson bit back a moan as his bare chest pressed against that of the brooding teen Rick Channon's. He could feel the older boy's thick cock inside him as he hissed in reaction to being stretched again so soon after a rapid succession of multiple releases. Rick groaned as he grip Casey's hips and their eyes met in a silent standoff as their bodies adjusted once more. The younger lad moaned as he felt his body slowly slide along Rick's cock loving the teasing sensation of it as he gazed deeply into the dark chaotic eyes of the brooding teen he'd been head over heels in love with and highly attracted to since their first encounter. The wolf inside him had been privy to the intense beating of Rick's heart as it matched Casey's in the wake of their becoming one, despite being moon fated, there was still a bit of issue concerning Rick's brand of attachment and rebellious na
Chapter 92: The Gift Of Lunar SightCasey's Bedroom, The Peterson Residence, Fallon Creek, Michigan... Casey Allen Peterson had once more been the first to awaken as he noted Rick's heavier body had still been pinning him to the mattress. He sighed as he used his free hand to run his fingers through the slumbering Rick's head. He smiled contented for the time being to simply lay there in his bed with Rick on top of him. He had no doubt that the abrasive werewolf would be aimed at having another go at him once he awakened and simply decide to allow him to sleep in peace. The strange visions of what happened to them in the past had seemingly unnerved him as he recalled how vivid they had been. Rick's memories in particular had been the most tragic in Casey's opinion with him feeling the brooding older boy's murder as if it were happening to him. He recognized the large brute of a wolf that had infected Rick that night, the same bastard that seemed to have taken an active interest in
Chapter 117: A Surprisingly Good MorningCasey's Bedroom, The Peterson Residence, Fallon Creek, Michigan... Casey Allen Peterson found himself treated to a series of soft kisses as Rick Channon made it his business to slowly rouse his mate in the wake of his morning erection getting the better of him. Casey moaned in his sleep and rolled onto his back as the older brooding werewolf began to nibble and lick at the younger lad's exposed nipples on his bare chest. Casey whimpered as he felt his own smaller cock begin to stir and Rick parted his legs. Their naked bodies were once more in close contact and the heat of their mutual lust began to take over as Rick slowly slid his thick cock toward Casey's slick folds. There had been no words between them as the whimpering lesser werewolf had known all too well what his Alpha wanted in terms of their physical connection, he got. A snarl erupted from Rick's throat as he grazed Casey's bare neck with his fangs making the lad whimper all
Chapter 116: An Imperfect FrequencyCasey's Bedroom, The Peterson Residence, Fallon Creek, Michigan... The steady beating rhythm of the headboard against the nearby wall and the extreme work being done on the bedsprings had been a constant when it came to the sexual prowess of the werewolf Alaric Michael Channon and his seemingly insatiable lust as far as Casey Allen Peterson had been concerned. He continued to pump his well-toned hips between the younger lad's exposed pale thighs making him moan out loud in the wake of their passionate exchange. Casey had been quite taken by the handsome older teen and his constant brooding immaturity as he returned his heated kisses with just as much fever and need as the brute had been dishing out amid his aggressive pummeling of the younger lad's hidden sex the wanting heat filling both their bodies as their primal urges began to get the better of them. Sweat glistened off their collective naked forms still lingering from their previous acts as
Chapter 115: A Moment Of PauseThe Kitchen, The Peterson Residence, Fallon Creek, Michigan... Both Rick Channon and Casey Peterson took a moment to gather themselves and catch their wayward breath in the wake of their latest act of coupling. Rick had become quite accustomed to staring up at the roof of the Peterson residence and the many times he and Casey ended up naked and covered in sweat after a romp since the first time he'd gotten his attention. Casey had been once more introduced to the fact that his stomach had been growling now that the euphoria of blissful primal sex had died down and slowly managed to get to his feet and his mind back on filling his empty stomach. He'd still been naked knowing all too well that Rick had much preferred him that way and slick from sweat as his pinked cock pulsed in the wake of their previous rounds of release. He took a moment to slick back his messy brown locks and opted for what he had been intending to make a meal out of before Rick uncer
Chapter 114: A Kitchen Related EncoreThe Kitchen, The Peterson Residence, Fallon Creek, Michigan... Whimpers and snarls filled the kitchen as Rick Channon's well-toned and tanned bare naked body continued to tower above the equally naked younger pale lad's slender body as they moved in tandem driven by sheer passion as their frantic coupling commenced on the kitchen floor of Casey Petersons' home. Casey had been lost in sensation as he gripped the handsome brute Rick's back digging his fingernails into his tanned flesh as the older lad continued to thrust into him and slowly jolt his body along the hardwood floor. A series of heated kisses passed between Rick and Casey as their coupling commenced the sounds of flesh slapping against flesh and low groans amid whimpers filled the Petersons' kitchen.Rick continued his deep thrusting flexing his well-toned body in a bid to sate his seemingly unyielding lust for his mate as Casey's body jolted along the floor below. It had been an
Chapter 113: Burning Passions Of Young Bestial HeartsThe Kitchen, The Peterson Residence, Fallon Creek, Michigan... Thanks to his new werewolf speed and transformations, Casey managed to make it home in record time. He had only managed to step halfway inside when he found himself tackled onto the living room floor at the onset of an all too familiar scent. Casey scrambled to figure out who the culprit had been only to get a whiff of Rick Channon's thick musky scent after inhaling it once he could breathe. A snarl erupted from Rick as he rolled Casey onto his back his thick cock expanding in his pants as much as it always had whenever he'd been in direct contact with his mate. "Is that a snake in your pants or are you just happy to see me?" asked Casey relaxing as his body began to submit to his wolfish lover's demands in the form of lust-filled kisses and eager nibbles along the flesh of his neck and shoulder. "Naw I just wanna fuck." growled Rick his voice husky with lust and
Chapter 112: Celebratory Voyeurism The Far End Showers, The Boys' Locker Room, Ridgecrest High School, Fallon Creek, Michigan... Collective moans and groans filled the empty spaces as well as the sounds of rushing water from the gushing sliver shower heads as Casey Peterson felt himself give in to the sensation of pleasure and then some that filled his water-slick young body as the handsome and overly eager Rick Channon's thick cock pumped in and out of his heated hidden sex. An occasional moan passed the pale lips of Casey as he gripped the nearby wet tile, as Rick gripped his waist and pummeled his dripping sex from behind loving every aspect of sensation as they saw their way to celebrating their newfound victory in their own right. Rick had been on his best behavior somewhat since the incident with the rather shy interloper who took care to avoid him least his face turn beet red and he broke out in hives as he knew all too well what Rick had been capable of when unleashed i
Chapter 111: Post Game Wrap The Gym, Ridgecrest High School, Fallon Creek, Michigan... Casey Peterson found himself unable to help it as he doubled over in pain and attempted to suck as much fresh air into his burning lungs as possible as he sought a means of catching his wayward breath. He had a hard time adjusting following the biggest win of their sports career making their undefeated streak reach a third game in a row after weeks of grueling practice sessions both in school and at home courtesy of Rick Channon. He finally managed to stand up straight after the game-winning pass and Rick slammed them home to victory in a rather spectacular and show-offy fashion when he completed the dunk before the clock ran out on the scoreboard. Rick had barely come back down after the jump when the team and the coach rushed him in celebration of the successful maneuver and the turnaround of the team with a well-noted losing streak. Casey had a good deal of points himself as well as as
Chapter 110: Something Of A Warning The Deep Woods, Fallon Creek, Michigan... Casey Allen Peterson felt like little more than a fool as he moved about the deep woods in search of the place he'd once found Rick caged by the bastard that had sired them both in the ways of the beast blood. He had not known why he'd been out in the dark looking for an old bastard he'd sooner do without seeing or speaking to but instinct had driven him to seek out the answers to his constant internal questions. He had been having strange visions ever since he'd been infected by the oversized brute and he had been unable to make sense of them ever since. Rick had not been much help despite his on-the-fly learning experiences since becoming infected himself, he next to nothing about the mysticism aspect of what it meant to be a werewolf. He had not liked the idea of having to venture into the deep woods, but he needed the answers to the questions that were plaguing him so much since he'd become moonbor
Chapter 109: Skyrocketing Stardom Amid Uncertain Chaos Ridgecrest High School, Fallon Creek, Michigan... Since the incident with the Daly brothers, Rick had calmed down a lot as the rut finally seemed to pass and he'd once more been focused on his studies and basketball of course. He'd been such a slave driver in terms of attempting to whip the team into shape, that Casey began to prefer when he'd been driven by his wolfish hormones instead of his need for victory. Coach Bert had been no better at adhering to Rick's rigorous training schedule and forcing it onto the rest of the team. Rachel had words for Rick more often than not about her sink and him skipping out on her following their party, Rick largely ignored her and turned his attention back to practice. Courtney had not been angry with Casey, finding any chance she could to jump his bones when Rick or the coach had been otherwise preoccupied despite his training regiment intensifying as well. Casey had doubled over near