Chapter 10: Fear And ConjectureOpen Field, Ridgemont High School, Felton Dr., Fallon Creek, Michigan.... Cold air surrounded a very nervous and out of his depth Casey Peterson, as he found himself standing in the middle of a grassy field in a bid to get credit for P.E. class. He was dressed in the same short sleeve white t-shirt and dark blue shorts as the other boys complete with the school logo on the side of the leg as he moved about the grassy field. There seemed to be a lot of firsts where Rick Channon had been concerned as he had also dressed for physical education and made it his personal mission to see Casey Peterson eat dirt every chance he got when it came to the physical matchup between the two of them once someone had thrown the ball they were forced to go after. Flag football wasn't exactly Casey's cup of tea so to speak, but he had little choice in the matter given that he was new and needed the credits. He had not been too thrilled to see that Rick Channon also h
Chapter 11: Boys Will Be BoysThe Locker Room, Ridgemont High School, Felton Dr., Fallon Creek, Michigan.... Casey was none too comfortable when he stepped into the showers following the rather intense round of flag football on the field and found that he'd been among a good deal of other naked young men going about their day as if it had been no big deal to have their collective junk swinging in the breeze for all to see. The stench of the place had caught Casey's attention almost immediately as he stepped inside still drenched in sweat from his earlier activity with his short brown locks clinging to his forehead and ears as he moved about the room trying his hardest not to vomit from the combined stink of sweat, musk, and possibly aired farts from the boys as they laughed and joked about their upcoming plans. He tried his best not to look at them for too long so as not to draw attention to himself in the worst possible fashion or admit to himself that he found some of the well t
Chapter 12: When Trouble Follows You Home Casey's Bedroom, The Peterson Residence, 1345 North Grand Street, Fallon Creek, Michigan.... By the time he had made it home that afternoon, Casey Peterson had been well and truly exhausted. From ducking and dodging a potential run in with Rick Channon to the journey itself to get back home from the location of his school, everything had wiped the teen out to the point that he had not even wished to do his homework. While it had been the first day for him, the teachers in this place were not above giving homework to new students as a means of them catching up with the class and he had plenty of it. Casey tossed his backpack into the corner of his room and watched as it hit the floor before he headed over toward his new bed and plopped down face first. His body bounced a bit before he ultimately landed safely and closed his rather heavy eyelids. As he lied there amid the soft pillows and the comforter that lined his bed, Casey's weary mind
Chapter 12: When Trouble Follows You Home Casey's Bedroom, The Peterson Residence, 1345 North Grand Street, Fallon Creek, Michigan.... By the time he had made it home that afternoon, Casey Peterson had been well and truly exhausted. From ducking and dodging a potential run in with Rick Channon to the journey itself to get back home from the location of his school, everything had wiped the teen out to the point that he had not even wished to do his homework. While it had been the first day for him, the teachers in this place were not above giving homework to new students as a means of them catching up with the class and he had plenty of it. Casey tossed his backpack into the corner of his room and watched as it hit the floor before he headed over toward his new bed and plopped down face first. His body bounced a bit before he ultimately landed safely and closed his rather heavy eyelids. As he lied there amid the soft pillows and the comforter that lined his bed, Casey's weary mind
Chapter 13: High, But Not DryCasey's Bedroom, The Peterson Residence, 1345 North Grand Street, Fallon Creek, Michigan.... Soft moans escaped the tightly pursed lips of one Casey Allen Peterson as he was forced to give in to the rapidly spreading sensation filling his young body as Rick Channon pinned him against his mattress and proceeded to dry hump his prominent erection against his own as their mutual moans and groans began to fill the bedroom despite Casey's mother being just down the stairs preparing dinner for the evening. Casey had not known how long it had been, between the labored breaths, the intense sensation and the seemingly unyielding need filling his young hormonal body, he had lost track of time since the moment he and Rick came to his bedroom and the larger brute of a boy slammed him onto his bed. Rick seemed to be unable to control himself as he did his best to thrust his covered cock along Casey's equally covered body pumping his impressive hips faster and fast
Chapter 14: An Asshole With LeverageCasey's Bedroom, The Peterson Residence, 1345 North Grand Street, Fallon Creek, Michigan.... Morning arrived and Casey dreaded what foul method of torment Rick Channon had bothered to cook up for him following the previous night the bastard had come to his house and done unspeakable things to him before leaving. He seemed to delight in the measure of control he had over the new arrival, not just via dangling his deepest secret over his head, but the fact that he knew how to make Casey come unhinged in ways no one else had ever known. Casey sighed as he climbed out of bed, still a bit sore and tired from his previous exploits courtesy of Rick Channon. He rolled his eyes as he noted his morning erection and the fact that his mind had gone right back to thinking about Rick Channon the moment he opened his eyes. He didn't get it, Rick was a resident asshole and a brute to boot, but he couldn't stop thinking about him. Casey made his way toward the
Chapter 15: Something Like A SecretThe Bathroom, The Peterson Residence, 1345 North Grand Street, Fallon Creek, Michigan.... Warm water continued to cascade down Casey Peterson's neck and back as he stood amid the rushing stream from the basic silver shower head of his bathroom in the new house. He had thought it an odd thing to be so basic, not much different than the one that came with the old place. While it was true that he'd been fixated on the most mundane of things, he'd done so only as a last ditch effort to ignore his creeping desires which only contributed to his heightened arousal amid the water as he once more found his mind traveling back to the brute known as Rick Channon and what he'd done to his body in the brief amount of time he'd been in his home. Casey bit his bottom lip as his hand slipped down to his throbbing cock as more heated water cascaded down his already slick form. While it sickened him that Rick seemed to know better than anyone how to please his b
Chapter 16: Good Till The Last DropThe Grounds, Ridgemont High School, Felton Dr., Fallon Creek, Michigan.... It had taken everything in Casey Peterson to get through the last of the classes before gym class and to endure the obvious rage behind Rick's dark eyes as he sat behind him while the teacher gave lecture after lecture. He had not been looking forward to having to deal with being anywhere near Rick Channon at all, but as it were they had some of the same classes. Despite spending the entire day dreading the outcome of what the brooding teen had in store for him, Casey gathered up his courage and attempted to confront Rick head on. He had made up his mind to take control of the situation in a bid not to have another place where he'd been the doormat of another brutish bully. Casey moved through the halls and stuffed his extra gear into the locker on the way out to the gym. He had not known that Rick had done the same as he followed him out into the open back behind the m
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