Chapter 26: That Awkward FeelingThe Bathroom, Bungalow 13, Timber Creek School Of Fine Arts, Wakefield, U.S.A... Porter Fulton did not know what to do with himself as he stood amid the warm stream from the shower contemplating what had transpired between himself and his hulking brute of a roommate. He barely caught his breath before venturing into the shower hoping to linger long enough for Conway to lose interest in him before he headed out to get to class. He had not known what had come over them, the past few hours ever since their encounter beneath The infamous Knoting Tree, but he was sure it wasn't going to go away on its own. While he knew next to nothing about being a werewolf or their odd customs, he had been of the mind to speak to Mr. Fowler and ask him about it. He was more than sure the older wolf could enlighten him as to why he and Conway had suddenly been unable to keep their collective hands off each other. Porter sighed as he stood beneath the water trying his
Chapter 27: A Deeply Rooted Insecurity Bungalow 13, Timber Creek School Of Fine Arts, Wakefield, U.S.A... Owen Clark slowly made his way through the living room of Conway Rollins and Porter Fulton's living quarters. He had like all other beings been driven to adhere to the call of nature and as a result, left his lover lying in bed as naked as he'd been and waiting for his return as he slowly made his way through the front room chilled from the cold against his sweat blasted flesh and fearful of the oozing release that had moved down his thighs courtesy of Conway's massive cock which he'd been missing more and more with each step. He had taken a moment to glance in the direction of Porter's door, noting that it had been closed due to him having parted for class that morning. He sighed as he thought back to what Mr. Fowler had been joking about when the new arrival had been carried by Conway out of the deep woods. Where they had found each other and the implication behind it had
Chapter 28: An Unseemly Friendship The Main Building, Timber Creek School Of Fine Arts, Wakefield, U.S.A... Porter Fulton had nearly jumped out of his own skin at the sound of the strange blue-haired girl Embery's voice coming from behind him as he sat alone during lunch with his tray across his lap as he dangled from a short wall amid a few well-kept bushes and succulents. It was a reasonably comfortable place with a bit of cool shading due to the plants and a central view of the courtyard. Embrey had been a rather skilled young woman projecting her voice by way of what Porter recognized to have been magic as he turned his attention to the now giggling blue-haired girl who carried a strange-looking wand as she stood beside him as if she'd popped up out of thin air. "Ahhh!" said Porter in shock as she popped up before him, still a bit on edge from his encounter with Conway. Embrey couldn't seem to help herself as she laughed at his expense. Porter narrowed his eyes at the gir
Chapter 29: The Confoundation Of LongingThe Deep Woods, Outskirts Of Timber Creek School Of Fine Arts, Wakefield, U.S.A... The deep blue eyes of Conway Rollins had not left the sight of the rather curious tree in the center of the forest. The scent of many a wolf had been in the area and for some reason, Conway found himself drawn almost on impulse to this very strange and almost supernatural tree. He felt his blood boil in his veins and his loins ached something fierce as he stood beneath the branches feeling an inevitable pull that had no relent. The first time the tree seemed to call to him, he'd been asleep following his sex romp with the blond omega Owen Clark. He could hear the rustling of the leaves and the scent of something inviting had filled his flaring nostrils so attractive in its appeal that it compelled Conway even as he'd been standing with his cock over the toilet bowl and urinating to venture out of the bungalow and into the deep woods. The scent was compellin
Chapter 30: A Knotted Intrigue The Deep Woods, Outskirts Of Timber Creek School Of Fine Arts, Wakefield, U.S.A... A cool breeze greeted a rather lust-addled Conway Rollins as he kneeled before the knotting tree the scent of vanilla wafting all about as he tried his best to struggle against the extending ramifications of his rut-induced desires. His cock was now hard and pulsing as it stretched past the confines of his boxershorts aching to be inside the warm slickness that beckoned it. His nostrils flared and he caught the all too familiar scent of what he had known to have been Porter Fulton as he rounded the corner almost as entranced as he'd been by the pollen from the overbearing knotting tree. It had compelled them, just as many before them into the midst of it's vast branches and maze-like roots pulling them ever closer. Conway had been compelled to discard his boxer shorts and stood with his aching and erect cock jutting out from between his thighs as he glared in the dir
Chapter 31: Knotted In Bliss The Deep Woods, Outskirts Of Timber Creek School Of Fine Arts, Wakefield, U.S.A... Snarls and howls filled the crisp night air as the naked bodies of both Porter Fulton and Conway Rollins clashed amid the soft glowing white light of the moon despite it not being full just yet, The whimpering young Gamma had never before been in such a strange position let alone having the cock of another young man inside him. Conway growled gripping Porter's body beneath his own his fangs sinking into the soft flesh of the younger werewolf's throat. Sensation filled the whimpering Porter in the wake of the fangs pressing into the flesh of his neck as Conway's massive cock pummeled his sodden hidden sex. Their unseemly hormone-driven act had only been intensified by the tree's pheromones and the sores that filled their collective bloodstream as Porter found himself rolled onto his back with Conway between his thighs, their bare chests pressed against one another and the
Chapter 32: A True Hearts Desires The Deep Woods, Outskirts Of Timber Creek School Of Fine Arts, Wakefield, U.S.A... Conway Rollins had howled deep into the night as he felt the rush of his latest round of release pump from his wayward massive cock and into the semi-conscious Gamma werewolf beneath him. Porter moaned amid grogginess as he tried his best to make sense of the sensation of warmth in the wake of the heavy obstruction that filled his rather sore sex as well as the images of the seemingly insatiable brute that pummeled his body amid the looming trees in the deep woods. He felt Conway's larger cock pulse inside him and the warmth of his own release coating his breezed kissed belly and spread apart slender pale thighs as Conway's mouth covered his in a series of heat-driven kisses. Porter had been attempting to gasp for breath when he felt Conway's hard cock pumping in and out of him dr
Chapter 33: A Brute's Indulgence Conway's Bedroom, Bungalow 13, Timber Creek School Of Fine Arts, Wakefield, U.S.A... Naked and still slick from sweat, Conway Rollins had entered the bungalow with an unconscious Porter Fulton, who had been equally naked with his body glistening from their mutual act and the slow oozing of the thick white seed from the hulking brute's multiple releases oozing down his inner thighs. There had been a look of strange determination and possessiveness on the face of the Alpha werewolf as he carried Porter into their shared living space and into his bedroom, a moan escaped Porter's pale lips as Conway placed him in the center of his messy bed and quickly parted his thighs, noting the slickness between them as his cock once more stirred while his larger body hovered over the smaller werewolf. In a swift motion, Conway had been towering above a semi-conscious Porter, their bare chests pressing against one another as he slipped an arm beneath Porter's thigh
Chapter 46: The Branches Of FateThe Woods, Timber Creek School Of Fine Arts, Wakefield, U.S.A... Porter Fulton's whimpers continued to fill the deep woods as he found himself once more at the mercy of Conway Rollins and his massive Alpha wolf cock pummeling his hidden sex amid the looming trees that had been the only spectators when it came to their unceremonious union once the likes of Owen Clark had departed from them. Conway's deep and feral growls filled the open air as he continued to have his way with Porter not at all phased by the elements nor the younger confused lad's constant attempts to get as far away from him as possible. Conway's nostrils flared as he continued his frenzied pace, as Porter's moans became more frequent and difficult to decipher as the older brute continued to jolt his young body along the forest floor. Both werewolves found themselves covered in a thick sheen of sweat as their unseemly act commenced, Conway himself had been drenched in the wake of t
Chapter 45: Primal PursuitsThe Woods, Timber Creek School Of Fine Arts, Wakefield, U.S.A... Whimpers and snarls abound had been resounding through the deep woods as Conway Rollins continued to pummel the slick secondary sex of the lesser werewolf Porter Fulton. Snarls erupted from both the brute and the lesser beast as their act commenced, Conway's larger frame flexed as he pinned Porter to the forest floor desperate and raging as he pumped his thick cock in and out of his chosen mate who had remained in denial about their true association. Unable to help himself, Porter whimpered as Conway continued to pound his sodden sex in a desperate attempt to lay claim to his hidden womb wanting only to fill it with his pups as soon as possible in the wake of finding him amid the endless see of other howlers who had not at all been compatible. Porter continued his whimpering as he realized that Conway had once again been inside him and was desperate to see his belly swell with pups once he'
Chapter 44: A Lesson In The Ways Of NatureThe Woods, Timber Creek School Of Fine Arts, Wakefield, U.S.A... Porter Fulton had not been looking forward to the fact that he once more had class out in the woods with Mr. Fowler. The last time he'd been subjected to wolfish training, he had sprained an ankle amid a hike around The Knotting Tree and ended up with the strange ancient tree's spores getting to him that left him on the business end of Conway Rollins' thick cock for days on end. He had not been too keen on the fact that Owen Clark had been in class either knowing what he knew about them and how Conway held control over both their bodies when the rut had gotten the better of him. Upon his arrival, Porter took full notice of Conway, his muscle-ripped chest had been bare and his eyes were as wild as ever. It didn't take a master study in the ways of wolfish behaviors for the lad to know that his roommate had been given to the effects of the rut and would pounce at a moment's noti
Chapter 43: Companions At Best The Courtyard, Timber Creek School Of Fine Arts, Wakefield, U.S.A... Porter had managed to put what happened between himself and Conway Rollins out of his mind for the time being but he had done so with great difficulty, the massive brute had been so good at twisting and pummeling his weary body that he had been almost sorry that he'd left him when he did. The rather confused lad attempted to make sense of why things had gotten so hectic when it came to his wolfish nature and Conway's designs upon him as a result of its late discovery. It had been to no avail as Embrey made her way toward him a glint behind her eyes as she approached with a wide smile filed across her lovely face. He could smell her magic a mile away as she approached him curious as to what had been keeping him from class for the past few days. "Long time no see Wolfie," she said greeting him warmly. Up close Porter had been reminded of her blue hair and the stench of magic that m
Chapter 42: More Untimely AwkwardnessPorter's Bedroom, Bungalow 13, Timber Creek School Of Fine Arts, Wakefield, U.S.A... The rather weary blue eyes of Porter Fulton opened to find that he'd been in the familiar confines of his bedroom but he'd been still naked as he lay on his bed with one of his blue sheets draped over his bare waist covering his bare cock as he looked up at the ceiling. He felt a bit of residual soreness and then some as he slowly came to his senses attempting to assess what had taken place since the last time he'd been conscious. The intense burning sensation that filled his body and compelled him to seek out and submit to the Alpha brute Conway Rollins had been gone or subsided due to multiple encounters to sate it for the time being. Embarrassment had been the first thing that came to mind once Porter Fulton had gotten back to his senses as he recalled how easily he'd bent over for Conway's cock begging for it and whimpering as he took him in the kitchen
Chapter 41: The Worst Fears Of A Jealous HeartThe Kitchen, Bungalow 13, Timber Creek School Of Fine Arts, Wakefield, U.S.A... Unable to help himself, Porter Fulton found himself giving more and more to the will of his wolf as he submitted before the more powerful commands of the Alpha whose thick cock invaded the younger Gamma's hidden sex determined and desperate while pumping deeper and harder than ever before the primal desperation and mutual sensation the only thing on either of their collective beast blood filled minds as their bodies clashed amid the hardwood and kitchen furniture. Snarles and harsh breaths accompanied by whimpers filled the kitchen as Porter's front claws dug into the hardwood flooring below, as his pale arse raised high in the air eager for the rough hands to move along his bare flesh as the heat between them only seemed to intensify and Conway's larger muscle-bound body mounted him his abs flexed in the wake of his thrusts into Porter's hidden sloppy sex
Chapter 40: Reeling From Bliss The Kitchen, Bungalow 13, Timber Creek School Of Fine Arts, Wakefield, U.S.A... Porter hissed rather gingerly as he found himself still wrapped in Conway's rather strong embrace and with the massive cock still lodged inside him pulsing rather slowly as the fog of lust lifted and he was drenched in sweat and still very much naked with his own smaller cock resting against his inner thigh and chilled from the cool breeze that filled the kitchen. He moaned involuntarily getting Conway's attention as the brute began to nibble at the flesh of his neck once more inhaling his scent as his thick appendage continued to pulse inside the Gamma werewolf. Porter's messy brown hair had cascaded about his face, longer than he had liked it to be and slick from all the activity-driven sweat. He had felt little more than minor aches given the strenuous activity he'd been enduring and participating in with Conway Rollins under the directive of his rather brazen and u
Chapter 39: A Primal PulseThe Kitchen, Bungalow 13, Timber Creek School Of Fine Arts, Wakefield, U.S.A... Porter Fulton had taken the last bite of his eggs before his plate was completely clean and looked down at the table. He could feel the hulking brute Conway's rough hands move along his bare hips and grip him tight as he found himself being bounced up and down on the massive thick cock that had been inside his heated sex as he attempted to finish off his breakfast. The sensation of lust had filled his young naked body and even his own smaller pale cock throbbed with need and became aroused as Conway's lips and teeth grazed Porter's exposed soft flesh as he took in the scent of the younger lad's body. A low growl rumbled from deep within the larger Alpha werewolf's throat as Conway began to crave more friction from the smaller body that rode his cock. Porter whimpered at the sensation of being stretched so deeply as he gripped the table with his hands, not at all noticing how
Chapter 38: A Surprisingly Caring BruteConway's Bedroom, Bungalow 13, Timber Creek School Of Fine Arts, Wakefield, U.S.A... Once again Porter Fulton found himself awakening back inside his living quarters but he'd been shockingly lying in Conway Rollins' bed in place of his own, it had alarmed him at first to find that he'd been naked from head to toe, and decidedly sore from intense use between his slender pale thighs with something of a dull ache about his average sized cock, which had been flaccid and spent from what he understood to have been overuse. Lying on his back and taking in the rather luxurious but foreign sighting that had been his roommate's bedroom, Porter found himself questioning how his life had gotten so turned upside down.He had hoped to distinguish himself with academics only to find that he'd been born as a formerly dormant Gamma werewolf and even worse couldn't seem to control the beast's sexual urges when it came to the hulking Alpha brute he'd been for