The Passion From Genes Corp.
_A story after an idea by KittMagnus, the tite is by him as well. He liked it. Hope you do too.
All grammar and spelling mistakes are part of the creative process and don't require any further mentioning.
Enjoy_
"Yeah, thanks, Ryan, that'd be all." Corwin made some comments on the data, while Ryan slowed his walk down and took the cables off his furry chest. He waited until the treadmill had stopped and stepped off of it.
"How do you feel?"
"Just exhausted," Ryan replied. He stretched. "And the sweat is horrible in my fur, but I already mentioned that."
"Yes... yes, you did." Finally Corwin averted his eyes away from the wolf. Okay, Ryan wasn't a wolf. He was a licence product of Genes Corp. in test stage. Well, some humans may be able to look at him coldly, Corwin couldn't. "Okay, off to the shower." With a quick click Corwin saved the file with Ryan's heart rhythms, then followed the wolf to the showers.
He was kind of babysitting the wolf, now that the main product tests are finished. They had tested if the wolf was human proof, child proof, aggressive under certain circumstances, stuff like that. And the product had gotten through the tests successfully.
Although a lot of people saw Ryan as "unnatural" or "different", Corwin saw him as just a regular person. A person with fur and sharp teeth, but a person nonetheless, walking, with feelings, thoughts and all that stuff.
And a body Corwin just couldn't stop looking at. He didn't know if Ryan minded his peeks and glances, as the wolf had gotten no feeling of being ashamed in the variety of emotions he had. Ryan could even walk through the town stark naked without blushing a bit.
Of course, Ryan wasn't the only prototype they had made. There was Jayna, Kelly, Jack, and some others. Every one of them had a person to observe them closely. And that meant very closely. Ryan was living in the same apartment as Corwin, which was out of the institute since the wolf was approved to be human safe. Ryan was supposed to live and learn under realistic circumstances.
Corwin watched Ryan shower his body. It usually took long to clean all that fur. Sweating had been a mistake in the genes, the scientists had overlooked accidentally. Well, with about thirty thousand genes, accidents can happen really fast, and not all can be spotted out in foetal stages.
The human knew it wasn't right to look at Ryan that way. He was neither an experiment nor a prototype, just a person, genetically engineered maybe, but still a full person. There were people out in the world who were protesting against these monsters the Genes Corp. was producing, because they believe that they were a sin against God or just generally dangerous.
As the wolf now showered right in front of him, naked, innocent, he seemed to be unable to do any harm. Corwin shook his head. "I think we're getting us some fast food before getting home."
"Okay, Corwin."
Corwin locked the door twice and put the bags onto the kitchen table. The kitchen and the living room was just one room in his small flat, separated by a simple counter, and in this room was also Ryan's bed. Or rather, Ryan's mattress. The wolf didn't mind at all. Ryan never minded. Even with the extra salary for keeping Ryan, Corwin was not able to find a bigger apartment. Apartments were rare, especially in this town.
Corwin opened the fridge while the wolf sat down on the stained couch. "Want a beer?"
"I don't know if I should. Did they say it's safe?"
"Jeez, it's just about three percent in this, and it's one third of a litre, it won't kill you."
"If you say so... might as well try..."
"Catch," Corwin said and threw the tin at Ryan's vague direction. The wolf had excellent reflexes, and if something was thrown, he was always able to catch it. That was why he had gotten opposable thumbs.
Corwin picked the burgers out of the bags and joined the wolf on the couch. "There ya go..."
Ryan opened the tin and immediately the foam sprayed all over him. Corwin turned his head away, trying not to laugh. Actually, he couldn't laugh. Not at a scene of Ryan covered with white foam.
"What do I do now?"
"Wipe it off... well, better take off that shirt, throw it onto the pile."
While Ryan was doing so, Corwin turned the television on and switched through the programmes. Nothing good, as usual. He sighed once more, as he'd done so often today.
"What's wrong with you?" Ryan suddenly asked and sat down again.
"Huh?"
"You seem... what's that word... apathetic lately. Am I exhausting you?"
Corwin stared at the wolf, surprised. "No. No, you're not exhausting me."
"But it is something with me, I can hear it. What is it?"
"Naw..."
"Tell me so I can make it better. You're always doing a lot for me, so if there's something I can to for you, just tell me."
"It's... nah, I can't tell you."
"You often say we're friends. And as a friend I ask you: What is it?"
Corwin sighed again and gave up. "See, Ryan, I like you." He looked straight into the wolf's yellowy green eyes. "I like you very, very much. I like you very much, in a way I'm not supposed to like you."
"I... think I understand..."
"I think you don't."
"It's... this love-thingy they're talking about in TV, isn't it?"
Corwin frowned. "Uh..."
"You know, in the films, where they do stupid stuff to impress each other and in the end find themselves anyway, those you always complain about. Isn't it?"
Corwin had turned his head and was staring now at the screen, without seeing what was there. He knew his entire face was probably red. Gosh, he had never been clear with his own feelings, and now he just got them explained by a dog. Corwin almost jerked as he felt two paws embracing him, and a lupine head got laid on his chest.
"Don't worry, Corwin... I love you, too."
Corwin shook his head and stood up. For some seconds he stared down at the confused wolf. "No," he said. "You don't. You just say that to comfort me, 'cos it's part of your bloody programme in your mind."
"B-But... Corwin..."
"I'm going to bed now," Corwin said. "Enjoy the meal."
A bit sad Ryan watched the human disappear into the bedroom. What'd he say wrong? Wasn't that what the people always did in the films? Just the right thing...?
Love was obviously more than what he always thought of. Ryan was sure he liked Corwin very, very much, but if it was love, he couldn't tell. It had to be because he didn't have enough information about it. So he had to gather more information. But from where? From the movies of course.
Munching the burgers, Ryan looked for information the rest of the evening.
In the morning, Corwin turned around in his bed another time, his arm landed not on the sheet, but rather on something fuzzy and warm. His hand stroked some times, came to the conclusion that it couldn't deal with the situation all alone and decided to wake up the brain for support.
Corwin woke up and realised he was touching fur. After some more seconds he had opened his eyes and saw Ryan right next to him. The wolf was awake as well and looked at him out of his strange coloured eyes. "Good morning," he said.
"What..." Corwin began, but a lupine finger, laid onto his lips, made him stop.
The wolf rolled over, onto Corwin's chest, his weight pinning the human to the mattress. Corwin's eyes went wide as the wolf pressed his moist nose and muzzle onto the human lips. Ryan didn't have real lips, as a human does, so his try of a kiss was just pressing his snout to the right place. Ryan noticed it wasn't as good as he had expected, so he went over to the next part immediately.
The wolf stuck out his tongue and let the long muscle touch the human's neck, lick down the bare chest, slowly, down the body, to the stomach, and then to Corwin's shorts. Playfully Ryan dragged the shorts down with his teeth, revealing Corwin's slowly erecting penis. Ryan embraced the piece of human male meat with one paw and rubbed it tenderly to its full size.
The wolf's long and soft tongue licked the last bit of resistance out of the human's mind, Corwin rather moaned in anticipation now. Ryan made his tongue make a long trace up the human cock, then licking gently all over the glans, making Corwin moan again. While rubbing with his paw Ryan continued the caressing of the sensitive flesh with tongue and mouth, very carefully with his sharp predator teeth.
Those caresses made Corwin move and moan arbitrarily, his left hand ruffled the sheet, the other clung to a fold. More and more pleasure dammed up, making him groan again, the wolf stimulating his maleness made him approaching the climax pretty fast.
Ryan tried to intensify his pleasing movements by embracing the penis more tightly with paw and mouth, as good as it was possible for him, he worked on and on, until he felt the human body tremble after some minutes.
Corwin twitched shortly, grunted and came into the wolf's surprised face. Ryan rubbed a bit more, seeing his job done, and crawled up again, to lie on the panting body.
After calming down Corwin mumbled. "And that'd be the moment when I wake up..."
"Wake up?" Ryan asked.
Corwin noticed that in a dream he never gets the idea that he was just dreaming... "Ryan... why?"
"Um... I was looking and found a folder in the memory of the TV..."
Corwin frowned, then dug his face in his hands and chuckled shortly. "Oh, no... I thought I'd've secured that one..."
"The password was easy."
"Gosh..."
"Now your semen is in my fur... don't you think we should wash it off?"
Corwin folded his arms behind his head and thought a moment. He was heavily wondering why he tried to resist his own feelings. Ryan was obviously not willing to just let him go, the wolf was just interested in making him happy, and Corwin wouldn't mind to get waked every morning with a nice blow-job like this, from a wolf he really liked. So why try to fight it?
"D-Did I do something wrong? I just saw pictures and read some of the writings... I dunno if it was right..."
Corwin smiled and ruffled through the wolf's head fur. "It was alright, really..."
"Then let's shower," Ryan said impatiently and pushed himself up from the bed.
With a smile Corwin followed, the wolf, dragged by his paw, to the small bathroom. Ryan very fast got rid of his small underpants. After closing the glass door, the wolf turned, hugged Corwin with his arms tightly and tried another kiss. The water started to run automatically, wetting the two bodies in tender embrace, their tongues touching finally, trying to make out, which wasn't all that easy due to the biological differences.
After trying that for some minutes Corwin felt the furry paw around his cock once more. The wolf was also hard, the pink flesh had grown completely out of the protecting sheath. With the help of the rubs from the paw and the furry, warm body, Corwin's cock grew as well.
Ryan turned around, leaning again the wall, exposed his butt and lifted his tail. "Go ahead," he whispered.
Corwin was surprised, but only for a moment. Then he shrugged, as the wolf was obviously waiting for the action, and Corwin wasn't willing to keep Ryan from this experience. So he stepped closer, spread the cheeks, and brought his penis into the position.
The wolf groaned out loud as the human cock penetrated him, pushed the cock into the rear, slowly, but forcefully, until Corwin couldn't go any further. The human waited some seconds and then pulled out a bit.
The wolf moaned, but not in pain at all. The cock rubbed against his insides, stimulating his prostate, sending a never felt pleasure up to his mind. Nobody ever told him or Corwin, but he was partly designed for this activity. It was written somewhere in the project documentation, but since that was a book of about two thousand pages, Corwin never read it.
The human fastened up the movements, now groaning himself due to the tightness of the virginal tail hole. He felt the wolf's tail wagging and brushing his stomach, a stimulation only adding pleasure.
Both males moaned and groaned passionately in the tiny shower room, while water ran all over them. Ryan's noises grew to a deep howl, he breathed heavier under the thrusts into his rear, feeling sensations never felt before. They all dammed up and joined, to a bigger sensation he was really wanting to experience as well.
Corwin thrust harder, approaching the climax fast, he was just before cumming now, but he held back for the wolf's first orgasm. He didn't need to wait long. The wolf howled louder, and his load moved up the cock, to the end, where it finally splashed out, all over the wall.
One or two more thrusts, and also Corwin shot his load into the lupine rear. Panting he waited a moment and pulled himself out of Ryan.
The wolf turned and licked over Corwin's face. "Thanks," the wolf whispered.
"And no word to him about this morning," Corwin said to Ryan.
"And if he asks?"
"Invent something."
"I... am supposed... lie?" Ryan said as if the mere concept of telling not the truth was disgusting him deep inside. And that was completely true. Another thing in the programming of his genes.
The door opened, and Doctor Letterman signed Ryan to come in. Every week Ryan had to spend one hour with the psychologist, to ensure that his mental health was stable. Before, Genes Corp. had only made small pets, like the very popular Kitansu. Talking, and acting intelligent, was pretty new in that field, and prior experiments had shown that a mind is not that easily created by just tossing some human genes into the pot. Plus, the result had to be maintained regularly.
Corwin was a bit in doubt the wolf would be able to keep secrets. If the wolf was asked directly, he couldn't do anything but answer immediately and correctly. Of course, this was very useful for the owner to find out what happened with his property. But it was not very useful for Corwin right now. He'd had sex with a product and property of Genes Corp. They had given Ryan to him, and they trusted him.
If the company would find that out, they probably will fire him. So he just hoped Letterman won't just ask 'What'd you do this morning?' Corwin wasn't a scientists, just a lab assistant, an uneducated worker, just like so many. Just get the next one. Why hadn't he just said no this morning?
With all those thought revolving in his mind, Corwin waited. Waited for the wolf to come back. And everything that would follow.
After about fifty minutes, Melinda and Jack joined him on the bench. "Hey," Melinda said.
"Hi." And then nothing.
"How's Ryan?"
"Good! Good..."
"Uhh... good to hear..." Melinda frowned and decided against any further conversation, as Corwin was obviously not in a very talkative mood.
The door opened, releasing Corwin from his very awkward feelings. He stood up immediately and went to Ryan. Jack and Ryan exchanged a short look, a wave, and then they seemed to ignore the other one's existence again. It was unknown why the wolves didn't like to communicate much, it was like the exact opposite of the natural wolf's pack behaviour. On questions they just shrugged and answered they just don't know what to say.
"Treadmill," Corwin said, not quite sure why he said that. Together with Ryan he left the waiting room, through the corridor. "What'd he ask?" Corwin asked, a bit nervous.
"Just how I feel generally, and then he asked strange questions with colours again."
"Nothing about this morning?"
"No."
"Good," Corwin sighed out in relief.
"Why are you worried?"
"I don't know... I guess I'm just paranoid, heh..." They entered the room with the treadmills. "You know the procedure."
"Yes," Ryan said. He undressed, opened his locker, put on short and tight sport pants, went onto the treadmill and stuck the cables to his skin. The device came to its simple life, and he started walking, then running. For twenty minutes, silently.
Corwin watched the wolf's heart rhythms, they were steady, as always. Ryan was able to run one hour without a break, they had tested it. Afterwards he would be very tired and exhausted, but he was able to do it.
And again, just like yesterday, he finished the test, added comments, saved another file and sent Ryan showering. And once again, he stood next to the wolf and watched.
"Is the door lockable?" Ryan asked after getting rid of his pants.
Corwin turned around and looked. "Yes..." he mumbled. And, to his own surprise, he really locked the door. No camera here.
Ryan stepped closer and pulled Corwin's shirt over the human's head. After throwing it away, he went over to Corwin's pants and unbuttoned them, while Corwin slipped out of his shoes. His pants fell down and he stepped out of them, into a gentle hug with the wolf.
Again they tried to make out in the tiny room, and they had found some way that would satisfy them both. Their tongues played and revolved, Ryan pushed very gently, until the human was leaning against a wall. Automatically the water began to stream and to wet the two loving bodies.
Once again, Ryan's soft and long tongue drew a long trace from Corwin's neck, over the chest, the stomach, Corwin moaned as he felt his erect penis in the wolf's mouth. Ryan licked some times, then he made the cock getting into his muzzle. He took more and more of the human meat, rubbing with palate and tongue, deeper, until his nose was touching the human's public hair. Then he moved his head up and looked to Corwin's head, which was tilted. The human groaned in pleasure, so Ryan did it all again. And again.
With those stimulations, he made the human approaching the climax fast. Ryan fastened up his movements, adding more pleasure, making Corwin groan louder, making the human body tremble. Ryan felt the hot white cream spray into his muzzle. He swallowed it down and took some appreciating strokes through his head fur.
"Let's clean and get home..." Corwin mumbled.
Just before they left the building, a voice screamed behind them to wait. Doctor Kelson ran behind them to catch on with Corwin and the wolf. Both were a bit surprised, because Kelson was a pretty high ranked scientist, she had helped creating the wolves. Corwin had thought she was now on an other project, as the wolves are almost approved for mass production.
"Ryan is not allowed to leave the building," she just said.
"What?" Corwin spat out surprised.
"He's not allowed to leave."
"But... he was before...?"
"Things have changed. You come with me," she said and seized Ryan's arm.
"Can you tell me what?"
"Then you come with me too."
In the small room they all sat, Ryan, Jack, Kelly, together with their babysitters. Just not Jayna. That had a simple reason, about one week ago, Jayna and Max had, with a special permission, entered the first colonisation ship, and where probably on their way to a distant star.
"Okay, the entire programme is stopped," Doctor Talassa, the boss of the wolf-project, announced.
"What? You can't!"
"I must. There are unsolvable problem."
"Come again?"
"The deepest nature of the wolves is still aggressive. We had to find that out as Jayna lost complete control recently. We can't solve that problem, as wolves are predators. I'm very sorry..." The Doctor squatted down in front of the gathered wolves. "Very sorry."
"W-What will happen to us now...?" Kelly asked very insecure.
"I... am afraid, but the laws are clear on that topic. Really... I wish it was different..."
Melinda stood up. "You... can't do that!"
Kelson patted Melinda's shoulder. "We... found a solution..."
"Laws they we can't set them between humans. But we know a spot where we can set them free legally. After we sterilised them, sorry folks." He smiled weakly.
"So... we'll live?" Ryan asked.
"Yes..." Talassa stood up. "Tomorrow we'll get you to that national park. But until then, you stay here in the institute, in quarantine."
Almost unable to believe that this was true and real, Corwin shook his head. He had just gotten together with the wolf, and now... stupid laws. Stupid system. He was close to crying. Corwin went over to Ryan, they hugged, a long time, and then Corwin couldn't take any more. He just turned and ran out, away, to a place where he could collapse and try to believe it.
They hadn't dismissed him. Corwin sat in office again, leafing through some meaningless numbers, saving the important, removing the unimportant, as he had done before Ryan. Ryan was away. Ten days now, and it was still hard. The wolf had been in his live for about two and a half months, very shortly, but now it was hard to live without him. Every morning he stared at the abandoned mattress in the living room. Left was only his fur he had lost during the nights, and a very crappy photo, which was on his desk.
Corwin wanted to know if he was happy, wherever he was now. Together with his kind, somewhere in a national park. There was no contact allowed, because officially they didn't exist any more. They were 'removed'. Fortunately, in no law was written they were to supposed to be killed. They just ought to stay where they can't harm anyone.
A knock made him jump. Putting the thoughts away for later Corwin sighed, stood up, opened the door and was very surprised.
In the corridor was a bipedal male bunny, naked, with some documents in the paws. "Corwin Barker?"