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 93: A Sorrowful Howler The Woods, Fallon Creek, Michigan... Midnight arrived and Casey Allen Peterson found himself climbing out of bed, his eyes were glowing white and he seemed poised in the wake of something that he couldn't put a finger on even with his conscious mind active in the heat of the moment. A low growl rumbled from the back of his throat as he found himself moving toward his bedroom window and jumping out of it and down to the yard in one fast swoop. He'd been half naked, running about amid the strange fog and the darkness on bare feet with his claws out and his fangs extended. He'd been having a good deal of vile dreams and visions ever since he'd been training to tap into his inner wolf. The call of the moon, sweet Luna, and her song a low hum in his ears as he moved about in her soft white glow. His beastly heart had been glad of her presence she'd been like a comforting old lover in a sense and he felt he'd die to protect her. A scent unknown had caug
Chapter 94: The Burden Of Knowledge The Peterson Residence, Fallon Creek, Michigan... Both Casey and Rick managed to reach his house without causing any incidents despite Rick still being covered in deer blood and dirt from his odd occurrence in the woods. He seemed to be quite tired all things considered and the emotional drain was a strange thing to note in him as he silently followed Casey past the hard oak wood front door and into the living room. The faded red station wagon had still been in the driveway indicating that Helen Peterson was home and still very likely asleep. Casey led a still silent and visibly grief-stricken Rick up the stairs and toward the bathroom where he proceeded to start the water for a shower and the older lad climbed in.The hot steamy water quickly filled the spacious and neat bathroom as Casey stood watching Rick stand beneath the rushing shower head his mind still reeling from the incident in the woods and from seeing what had truly happened to Th
Chapter 95: Steam Heat And Cold Tile The Bathroom, The Peterson Residence, Fallon Creek, Michigan... A series of soft moans filled the bathroom as well as a good deal of steam as Casey Allen Peterson found himself pressed between the slick cold tile that lined the shower wall and his handsome brooding lover as their naked bodies collided amid the rushing sounds of the shower while the warm water cascaded down their collective bodies. The sloshing of the water in junction with the slapping of slick flesh against slick flesh had also echoed in the bathroom as Rick held Casey's smaller but well-defined young pale body up by way of his immense strength with little to no effort as he repeatedly drilled his massive cock inside the younger lad's sodden hidden sex relishing the sweet friction that had been their union as he had ever since their first encounter in the middle of the woods. Deep and rapid breaths had been between them as neither had been willing to give an inch in the wak
Chapter 96: Twilight Bliss Casey's Bedroom, The Peterson Residence, Fallon Creek, Michigan... Still dripping wet from their shared shower, a naked Rick Channon carried an equally naked Casey Allen Peterson into his bedroom and kicked the door closed behind them. Their slick bodies seemed to glisten in the light of the moon as Rick carried Casey toward the messy bed, as the younger lad clung to him moaning in the wake of their heated shared kisses. The younger lad whimpered some as Rick's low growl rumbled just as they reached the soft mattress and pounced onto the bed knees first with Casey's smaller body wrapped around him. Rough strong hands gripped the firm pale cheeks of Casey's exposed arse as Rick maneuvered them onto the mattress and hovered only inches from impaling his massive cockhead into the tight warmth he'd been accustomed to ever since the first time in the woods. A low groan fell from Rick's lips as Casey gasped taking him in as he clung to his brooding older lo
Chapter 97: Afterthoughts Afterglow Casey's Bedroom, The Peterson Residence, Fallon Creek, Michigan... The blue eyes of Casey Peterson opened to find that dawn had been just on the horizon and that his lover Rick Channon had been sitting on the edge of his bed, dressed in a pair of blue basketball shorts and staring out into the vastness of the semi-darkened bedroom. Casey sighed as he crawled across the bed to get to Rick wondering what had been on the ever-brooding teen's mind as he stared out into the darkness as silent as the stars that could still be seen high above them in the sky when either of them looked out the window, but only for a short while. Rick didn't make a move as he continued to stare for several minutes despite Casey resting his head against his shoulder from behind. The older lad took a deep breath for a moment and then opened his mouth to speak. What he said had not been quite what Casey had been expecting given his aversion to affection outside of sexual
Chapter 98: As True As A Lover's Bite Casey's Bedroom, The Peterson Residence, Fallon Creek, Michigan... Blue eyes opened to the all too familiar surroundings of Casey Peterson's bedroom as he found his way to rousing in the wake of what he'd thought to have been a brief slumber. The groggy lad seemed to be quite comfortable amid the messy sheets and tossed about pillows for a time as one such sheet had been draped over his waist with his pale arse covered and his legs bare beneath it. He took a few moments to really assess his situation and then he yawned and looked around the room to find that he'd been alone, much to his initial disappointment until he noticed that the pair of basketball shorts that Rick wore the night before had still been on the floor. Casey tossed off the sheet that had been covering his lower body and climbed out of bed revealing his completely naked pale form but the lean muscle from his workouts and beast blood had been more than a little appealing. As p