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