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Lone Wolf No Longer Written by Leo_Todrius For my Patrons

Bright, golden light spilled through the blanket pinned up over the window to act as a curtain, flooding the room with intense amber light. It was a brilliant sunrise, and entirely too early for Gavin to be awake, but his eyes slowly opened - a rich amber in their own right as his lips parted to reveal his fangs. His cock was still hard, buried in the ass of his childhood friend - a friend that had he had bitten, sired and turned into a werewolf like him. Gavin ran a clawed hand across Levi's now hairy chest, tweaking his nipple, watching him stir in his sleep.

The twenty year old stirred and murmured, a smile crossing his sleeping face. What had been a mere tuft of hair hanging down from his chin had grown and grown overnight. The black beard stuck straight out a good two inches below his bottom lip before it even began curving and tapering down, coming to a point at his nipples. It contrasted his messy, floppy black mohawk that was at least six inches long now, well longer than it had been the night before.

Gavin admired the growth Levi had put on, filling out his coveralls fully. His biceps were thicker, his legs were thicker, his feet were bigger. He was a handsome man... and something more than any of the men he had converted back in college. Levi was a pack mate, someone with a real bond. Gavin laid in his friend's bed, thinking about how different it felt, and perhaps how much better it was... especially before he finished his plan with his brother.

Somewhere, back at home, pent up in bed, his brother Shawn was on the slower path to becoming a werewolf. Gavin had given him cum soaked protein shakes for their workouts, he'd trapped him in headlocks in his musky armpit, he'd spent hours with him, carefully guiding him toward the life of a werewolf. It wasn't easy, of course. While Gavin was fairly confident he had been at least open to being attracted to men when he had been human, his brother had started out straight. It was shifting, of course, but it required more careful guidance.

Gavin's eyes slowly slipped back to their normal honey brown as he caught sight of the clock. Seven a.m. He did not relish the idea of getting back home, dealing with his parents' stifling ways. One of the best parts about converting Levi was that he could live with him, no questions asked - but it wasn't that time, at least not yet. Gavin reached his clawed hand up to stroke Levi's big black beard, feeling its volume and heft in his hand, cumming a little at the thought of giving his friend such a gift.

"Hey, Levi... I've gotta head back home, but I'll be back later today." Gavin whispered, licking Levi's pierced ear. Levi murmured, his ass instinctively clenching to try and keep the huge cock lodged inside of it. Gavin murmured at that and pulled back, but then thrust back in. Levi grinned, eyes squeezed tight. Gavin grunted, realizing his boyfriend's ploy - but his instincts were too strong. Gavin started to thrust back and forth, in and out, picking up speed.

Levi squirmed to consciousness, using his legs to brace against the bed, pushing back against the cock until the two were slamming their hips together time after time, coming together in raucous abandon. The bed lurched and shook, the Christmas lights taped to the wall swung and shook, their tiny pointy ends making little tapping sounds as they slapped the paint. Gavin growled, his ears coming to points, more dark brown fur sprouting across his arms and chest.

The two built up heat and friction, Levi's tight ring gripping Gavin's massive cock until Levi gasped, shuddered, and moaned. His swelling cock unleashed thick ropes of sperm in a high arc, spraying it out across the backroom floor, letting his own unique brand of spicy musk waft up into the air, tainting the room with his manly aroma. Gavin smelled it, his head getting dizzy as pleasures of the present mingled with fantasies of the past. If he had any idea as a teenager that he would be fucking his man crush, let alone that they would be bearded bad asses... he never would have believed it.

Gavin tipped his head back and let out a howl as he came again, his cock pumping load after load of cum deep into Levi, filling the mechanic with enough werewolf spooge to give his belly a more-than-noticeable bulge. Levi's eyes were drunk with lust as he felt his body contort more to his master's whim, a clawed hand moving to protect the stomach with a loving rub back and forth. Gavin licked his lips and then Levi's neck, adoring his pack mate. He was a lone wolf no longer... and this was just the start.

****

Gavin would never have thought of using his bedroom window to enter and exit the house, but after Shawn had revealed it to him, it had made a perfect fit. It was really the only point that his parents couldn't see from their bedroom. Gavin slipped over the window ledge and dropped down into his room, tracking a bit of mud onto the carpet from his bare feet. He considered for a moment before he kicked a shirt over the spot and slid the door shut.

The werewolf paused for a moment to inhale the scent of his room with appreciation, admiring his own musk and manly aroma. It smelled like him, like heat, like sex. It was perfect. Gavin crossed the room and eased the door open, startling himself that his brother was standing there on the other side of the door.

Despite the early hour, Shawn was up... in more ways than one. He stood there in the hallway, wearing only his heavily tented boxers. Gavin looked his brother up and down, with particular emphasis on the down, before his eyes drifted back up and a smile crossed his lips. The peach fuzz on Shawn's upper lip had darkened, taking on the dark brownish black hue of the hair on his head. Gavin reached out and ran a thumb over the soft fuzz stache, shaking Shawn out of his near-sleep walking.

"What are you doing up so early?" Gavin asked. Shawn murmured, blinking.

"I don't know, I was starving but I'm not sure what I want." Shawn said. Gavin had a hard time not reaching down to grab onto his brother's erection and show him exactly what he might be craving.

"Well, I'm sure we'll figure something out." Gavin said with a grin, reaching up to ruffle up Shawn's curly hair. Shawn murmured, one foot gently tapping on the carpet. Gavin growled inaudibly, his own erection surging as he saw what a good boy his brother was becoming.

****

It had taken many years for Sylvie to build and complete her dishware set, and then another year to get the cupboard shelves with glass that she wanted installed so one could see everything in its place. As the morning hour grew later, though, very few things were still in their place. The boys had started with cereal - and promptly decided that wouldn't hit the spot, though the sugar milk was good. They had moved on to sandwiches and devoured them, but with still rumbling stomachs, they had gone on to something a bit richer in protein.

Torn and scattered tin foil revealed that the leftover pork chops had been decimated, and a dirty pan on the stove betrayed that the steak meant for dinner had been barely heated before it had been torn into, still red in the center. Shawn sat at the table, now wearing basketball shorts, picking at the bone from the steak, his teeth gnawing into it a bit as he tried to rend what meat was left.

Gavin sat on the far side of the table from his brother, one hand holding the remnants of a chicken drumstick while his other hand slid up and down his cock under the table, feeling its length, its girth, its heat. His brother had been an animal, chowing down whatever was put before him. All that protein, all that fuel, it was only going to help him grow and change and shift, just like he had. Gavin thrust his hand up and down faster, a string of precum catching on the bottom of the table, connecting to his cock in a long, sticky, bungee like string.

"What is THIS?!" Sylvie's voice cut through the reverie. Shawn looked up, steak sauce smeared around his lips. Gavin deftly slipped the waistband of his pants back over his erection, hiding it from view.

"Breakfast?" Shawn asked meekly.

"Breakfast, lunch and dinner from the looks of it!" Sylvie said, moving over, jaw dropping. Every single plate was in use, nearly every bowl. There was a stack in the sink of piled up dishware. Sylvie's hair swung as her head whipped around to take it all in before she turned to her sons. "You boys did all this yourselves?"

"We started with just a few things, but... I guess we were really hungry. I'm sorry mom, but your cooking is just the best!" Shawn said. Sylvie's temper sizzled slightly as the praise weakened the flames. Sensing the shifting mood, Gavin decided to double down.

"All that time in college, it just felt like I always had an empty stomach. I was wasting away, even as I grew bigger, wishing I had your cooking. Now that I'm back, I guess it was too much of a good thing. I'm so sorry, mom." Gavin said. The shock and rage dwindled away until Sylvie was left with an inconvenience. She grabbed a cloth and tossed it to Shawn. Shawn stared at it for a moment before he realized it was for his face and he started to wipe himself down. Sylvie moved to the fridge and opened the door, looking inside.

"Maybe it was good to clear out the leftovers, make sure nothing goes bad." Sylvie murmured, "Though we have nothing for dinner now. While I'm getting some more food, will you boys try to get through this mess?" she asked. Gavin nodded.

"I'll take the first two loads. I'm going to talk to a friend to see about getting a job later today." Gavin said. Sylvie grinned a bit.

"Barely back and already looking for a job?" She asked in surprise.

"Well, I want to pull my own weight, and I've got a friend that's in a pretty good position to help me. Owns his own business, and it's doing pretty good." Gavin said.

"Who am I to stand in the way of such an industrious beaver?" Sylvie said, "You two can work out the dishes between yourselves, just make sure they're done by the time your father gets home, alright?"

"Alright." Shawn agreed, nodding eagerly. Sylvie smiled a bit.

"And there's some brownies in the cupboard above the toaster, but you didn't hear it from me." She said with a wink, moving to grab the reusable bags she used for the groceries. Gavin watched his mother go before looking back at Shawn, still half naked and maturing by the second. He had been glad that the encounter had gone the way it had, but he was still eager to get out and find his own place. He wanted to be the king of his own domain again, to be an Alpha that didn't have to make deals or arrangements... but he was pretty sure that his proposition to Levi would go pretty well.

****

Sunlight streamed down through the skylight into the workshop bay, glinting off of the black and red metallic flake paint the speedy car was coated in. Levi grunted as he was thrown onto his back across the hood, gasping as rope after rope of thick werewolf cum came spraying down across his huge, full beard. The stringy semen landed in webs that zig zagged across the hair, soaking it and saturating it before Gavin grabbed Levi's cock and held it up as he brought his own closer until they were shaft to shaft.

"Imagine it Levi, you and me, together day and night... Me filling your bed, your ass, your throat, your soul..." Gavin growled. Levi panted hard, cumming himself, a steady fountain of cum shooting up from his cock and raining back down.

"I want it, oh god, do I want it." Levi panted. Gavin leaned down to kiss the beta, his tongue sliding into Levi's mouth. Levi grabbed up onto Gavin's own big bushy beard and held him in the kiss, not letting go as they humped and ground, going at it. Gavin grabbed onto Levi's legs and lifted his ass up. The hood of the car rumbled as the weight shifted, but Levi hooked one leg over Gavin's shoulder, then the other, showing off his bare naked ass - and a little furry nub of a tail growing out over it.

Levi's eyes shifted amber, his ears growing to points, his eyebrow getting thicker and deeper as his wolf came out. The tail slipped down the curve of the hood, wagging back and forth, the black fur bushy and luxurious. Gavin thrust his cock into the swollen pucker of his best friend and started to pump like mad, pistoning in and out, never letting go of his body.

"Will... Will it be big enough for you? For us?" Levi asked. Gavin growled in consideration.

"It will be for now... We can advance ourselves after we get our foundation beneath us. I have to learn how to help you with the cars, earn enough to get some place bigger. You were living here for a reason, right?" Gavin asked.

"It saved... on... security... to have me... here. And... and... oh god." Levi moaned, his thoughts derailing as the huge cock of his boyfriend started to strike his prostate again and again. Levi thrashed more, patches of fur growing out from his chest, across his legs and arms, and even his shoulders. He panted, a longer than human tongue sliding out the corner of his mouth as it pushed forward into a muzzle. His beard melded into growing fur until he had an anthropomorphic wolf head, the black fur coating all of his skin until it was no longer visible.

Gavin threw his head back and howled again, catching sight of his reflection in a strip of metal running along the ceiling. There he was, a monster of a man fucking a werewolf on the hood of a tricked out Honda Civic, the rims still spinning despite the fact that the car had been stopped for ages. Gavin slowly grinned wider, realizing another potential source of income. If he turned a few of the car owners that clearly had money at their disposal, not only would his pack grow, but their wolf's den could grow a bit, too... He could already see them in his mind, their backwards hats, their gold chains, their mouths sucking down on his wolf cock.

The thoughts came together in a searing moment of heat, the orgasm ripping through Gavin's body as he came into Levi's ass, pumping him with load after load. Levi's legs tightened, latching onto Gavin's shoulders, not wanting to let go of his friend. He felt a bit weird being so turned on by Gavin after a life of being his own man, but somehow there was a thrill in being loyal to someone so clearly in charge, and he knew that Gavin respected him. His pride was intact, even if his ass was full of an Alpha werewolf's shaft.

****

The dishwasher was humming away, the sound of water sloshing against dishes as steady as it had been all morning. Shawn yawned a bit, knowing it would be another hour and a half until the cycle was complete. His mom was shopping; his brother was looking for work. It seemed like a good time for a nap. Shawn walked down the hallway back toward his bedroom, though he slowed one room prematurely.

After a few days of spending so much time with his brother, he thought he would have been fine with more time apart... but he was missing Gavin, their shared activities. Shawn reached out and opened the door to his brother's room and looked inside. It was a mess, so unlike Gavin - at least Gavin he had been all of Shawn's life. But now? Now it was all different. He was... cool, confident, impressive. He was so liberated and free. Shawn stepped into the room and felt instantly relaxed.

Shawn's bare feet sank into the layer of damp clothing strewn across the bedroom floor, feeling the different materials beneath his toes before he reached Gavin's bed and sat down. Just seeing how wild his brother had made the place filled him with a strange thrill. Shawn's nipples got hard, and soon his cock did, too. Shawn wondered if his brother ever felt like he did in the moment as he turned and leaned back, reclining on his brother's bed.

The sheets beneath him felt a little strange, slicker than they should have been given the cheap cotton they were made from. They were comfortable though... very comfortable. Shawn felt right at home. His hand drifted down the new line of hair that ran from his pecs, across his stomach and down to his bush. He teased the soft, dark hair, and his fingers played with the waistband of his shorts. Before Shawn even thought of it, by instinct, he'd pulled them down, and his cock slapped across his stomach.

Heat filled Shawn's cheeks with embarrassment, but that feeling soon faded away again. So what if he indulged a little? His parents were gone, his brother was gone, and he was a man now, growing bigger and full of manly impulses. Shawn curled his fingers around his cock, giving it a reassuring squeeze before his hand started to slip up and down in rhythmic beats.

Blood flowed into his member, forcing it to swell longer and thicker, the flesh getting harder. Despite the forming rigidity, the outer layer of skin flowed up and down with his thrusts, a good amount of give in the flesh, working almost like a sleeve. Shawn closed his eyes, beating off his rod faster, his hips starting to jut up and down, bouncing in the bed.

Shawn's free hand moved to pinch his nipple, to tug it, but that wasn't enough. That wasn't the kind of stimulation he wanted. His hand roamed his chest, surprised by just how firm his pecs were, soft hair coating the slabs of dense muscle. His hand kept moving, catching the wisps of hair that grew out from his pit. Shawn murmured, loving that he'd finally gotten some pit hair. It was nothing like his brother's, though. He thought back to the headlock that had trapped him there, and the scent that had filled his senses... that amazing scent, the scent that was all around him now, coating him, soaking into him... and Shawn wanted to be back there, under his brother's powerful arm.

Shawn's lips parted, his tongue darted out, tasting the air, tasting his imagination until he groaned. His cock had been fully hard, but somehow it started to stretch again, pushing out longer by another half inch, then a full inch, then two. The heat in his head grew hotter, his imagination more vivid. Shawn wanted to rub his face in that pit, then kiss his way up across the wide, muscled chest until he was in that forest of a beard, to navigate those wild, untamed vines of hair until he found his brother's plump, full lips and-

"Fuck!" Shawn gasped in shock, eyes snapping open as they shifted yellow. His cock began to cum, spraying out his pearly seed before it got thicker and yellower, "Fuck, fuck, FUCK!" Shawn howled as thick cum splashed across his stomach, his chest and his chin. Shawn's orgasm and the spray of cum slowly petered away. His eyes reverted to normal, but Shawn was left there in his brother's bed, covered in cum, feeling almost as horny as ever.

The afterglow lingered, but the creeping realization that his brother would soon return grew in Shawn's mind. He sprung out of bed, his cum sprinkling down onto the clothes in the room. He moved for the door, although he had to waddle with his shorts around his ankles. His cock swung, hard as a board, bobbing up and down as he moved before he grunted, grabbing his shorts and pulling them up. He made it to the threshold of the door and stopped, looking back, wondering just what it had been about the thoughts of his brother that had made him cum that hard.

****

After winter and a particularly wet spring, the approaching summer had brought with it more light than Gavin remembered seeing. The sunlight was omnipresent, shining down across the city with such intensity that it was almost a relief to be inside the mall. The bright frosted domes scattered the light inside across the wide tiled walkways, but the air conditioning was in full force, keeping it cool and comfortable.

Sylvie had returned home with the groceries, only to see her sons descend on the newly gotten resources like rabid coyotes. She had banished them from the house so she could make dinner and properly secure the goods from meeting an untimely end. Gavin had thought about heading to the gym, but there was time for that later. His brother was growing, and as much as he didn't want Shawn to give up his lovely, scummy clothing, it was time for a new size.

They walked down the central path, side by side, arms swinging. Shawn had a spring in his step, eager to spend more time with his brother. Gavin had more pride and prowess in his gait, walking as if he owned the place. They were turning more than a few heads as they moved, people admiring their strong physiques, or being taken aback at how big and full Gavin's unrestrained beard was.

"Hey papi, nice boy!" One of the passing young men said, lowering his shades to get a look at the duo. A growl passed through Gavin's chest as he realized that people could already see his ownership over Shawn, how he was guiding and helping his brother. Shawn, however, looked at Gavin in confusion.

"Did they think you were my dad?" Shawn asked. Gavin chuckled and shook his head.

"Nah, probably just a misunderstanding." Gavin said, slinging an arm around Shawn's shoulder, pulling him close. Shawn melted into the grip, leaning into it, finding his head in that meaty, deep pit. His chest filled and fell, taking in that scent as the blood rushed to his groin. His brain was tingling, on fire with conflicting possibilities before Gavin's pace slowed and shook him out of it.

Shawn looked up, seeing the clothing store. The big window was covered with various clearance and sale signs rising eight feet in the air, plastered over in bold, bright colors. Gavin murmured a little. It seemed like the stores in the mall were perpetually going out of business, but he was glad they hadn't succumbed yet. He moved in, Shawn following in tow. They moved quickly through the housewares department, circled around shoes before the presence of activewear clad mannequins started to rise up from the seas of displays.

"What do you think I should get?" Shawn asked.

"Well, we're going to be working out a lot more this summer, and it's going to be hot... Probably tank tops, shorts, nothing too constricting. Don't want to feel trapped in your own clothes." Gavin said. Shawn nodded and moved around. He'd always leaned towards hip hop attire for the most part; reds, blacks, Nike, basketball shoes, but his brother seemed to make the simplest things work for him.

The grey tank top that Gavin wore was so well used that it was practically splotched in camouflage patterns with who knew what. Shawn's brow furrowed as he tried to think if Gavin had even bothered to wear another shirt since he came back. And his shorts? They were in a perpetual state of being half-wrinkled and half too lived in to get too bent out of shape... but they worked for Gavin, showing off his huge pectoral muscles, his tree trunk arms, the thick hair on his chest, the hairy legs he had, and his big, big bare feet.

Shawn shivered slightly, his nipples and cock inexplicably hard again. He wasn't sure why, but it had been happening a lot. Maybe it had to do with the enhanced workout, getting his heart pumping and his hormones racing. That had to be it. Shawn moved around the department, finding a red tank top, then a black one, holding them up. He considered before scooping a few more up, finally making his way towards the fitting rooms.

Gavin settled himself on a bench as Shawn disappeared inside, watching those around the store. It was... not his kind of place. There were parents and children, there were high school people dressing for interviews or summer jobs. All of them trying to fit into society instead of letting themselves be free. Gavin wished he had thought of some other place to try things out before he heard a click and the fitting room opened. Gavin looked up and grinned.

Standing in the door frame, Shawn was showing off his goods - in more ways than one. Having swapped out his basketball shorts for denim ones, there was no more denying his bubble ass or his big bulge, let alone the fact that his balls were hanging low enough that they threatened to come out of the pant legs. The tank top was a little too small, his nipples ready to pop out of the top, the gaps on the side dropping all the way down to his ribs.

"I don't think I got the right size." Shawn said, squirming in the clothes trying to make them feel more comfortable. Gavin shook his head and grinned wider.

"I think it's perfect. You look amazing, Bro!" Gavin said, trying not to lick his lips as he drank in the vision of his brother.

"You sure?" Shawn asked. Gavin nodded.

"We can always come back for more, but that'll work for now. I'll pay for it bro, no biggie." Gavin said. Shawn was so taken aback that he nodded.

"And how do we kill the time before dinner?" Shawn asked.

"Well, we could break in the new clothes at the gym." Gavin replied. Shawn grinned brightly, quite pleased by the idea.

****

Up, down, up, down, up, down. Shawn had been bench pressing longer than he could keep track of. Gavin was spotting him, making him feel safe, and so he'd kept going. His new red tank top was stained with sweat down the center, and his shorts were conspicuously bulged over an erection. The only time he'd taken a break, it was so Gavin could go mix him up a fresh protein drink. He wasn't sure if he liked it warm, it seemed extra salty, but sometimes beggars couldn't be choosers.

Gavin stood over Shawn, watching his brother work out, watching him grow. He knew that the werewolf enzymes and the over-productive hormones in his system were working with the exercise, blending and bonding, working to reinforce whatever natural gains he was making. In mere hours, Shawn's arms had nearly doubled in size, the expanded muscle filling out the sleeve gaps inside of his tank top. Shawn's curly hair had grown longer, the curls relaxing a little, smoothing out as they fell in more wavy wisps down his neck.

Little by little, the tight tank top was riding up, showing Shawn's hairy stomach and firm abs, and eventually, just as Gavin suspected, his brother's meaty pecs popped free of the garment, hanging out like slabs of steaks, his nipples dark and thick. Gavin was having a hard time holding onto his impulses, his eyes shifting to gold, his teeth sharpening, and werewolf pheromones pouring out of him.

A few of the other gym members had complained about the scent at first, but now everyone was working harder, pushing themselves and rising to the challenge. Shawn had been emboldened by compliments given to him by the other men, but something about seeing his brother looming over him, right there, encouraging him, made him push on even more. Shawn grunted, pushing the weights up, beads of sweat forming on his brow, running down into his thicker eyebrows, collecting on the wisps of hair that had pushed out from his chin. Even Shawn's ass cheeks squeezed and strained as he pushed, trying to reach the next goal post, trying so hard, up, down, up, down.

"You're almost there... One ninety eight." Gavin said.

"Hnghrh..." Shawn grunted.

"One ninety nine." Gavin growled, his fangs nearly showing.

"Hrrggh..." Shawn replied, his own eyes shifting color as he strained.

"Two hundred!" Gavin said, grabbing onto the bar, helping Shawn guide it back to its resting position. The bar came to a stop and clanked into position. Applause broke out in the gym, people amazed at the feat. Shawn panted for breath, resting there, lying back. He ran a hand up around the collar of his tank top, readjusting it to try and hold onto his pecs, though it was quite a tight fit. Gavin reached down, caressing Shawn's cheek and running a hand across the dark stubble.

"Did I do good?" Shawn asked.

"You did more than good, you were amazing bro." Gavin replied. Shawn smiled at that, taking Gavin's hand and easing into the sitting position. Gavin handed his brother the pale white water bottle. Shawn latched his lips around the straw and started to drink, taking in the milkshake thick cream inside, letting the salty goodness wash over his tongue and coat his throat as he gulped it down.

With each gulp, his adam's apple got a little more pronounced, the muscles in his neck and shoulders defining more, his back broadening. Despite being a year younger, he was nearly as wide as his brother already and almost as tall. Gavin dreamed of giving him the power directly, letting his brother nurse off of his mighty tool, but it was still too soon. There was something precious about guiding him like this, shaping him into the perfect companion.

"So, what next, do we hit the showers?" Shawn asked.

"Nah, that's a waste of a perfectly good musk." Gavin said, taking a deep breath of Shawn's musk and sweat. "We worked hard for our scent, we shouldn't waste it. It's a reminder of our efforts." Shawn nodded.

"I never thought of it that way. Is that why your room smells so good?" Shawn asked. Gavin grinned a little.

"One of the reasons, yeah. You like the way my room smells?" He asked. Shawn nodded, shrugging.

"Yeah, I mean, I guess. I feel relaxed whenever I'm in there." Shawn said.

"Well, keep this up and your room will smell just like you in no time. It's good to mark territory every once in a while." Gavin said. Shawn took another sip and stood up, moving back to where they'd left their things. Gavin followed after, although a man with a shaved head moved over. He had broad shoulders and a narrow waist, almost looking top heavy.

"Hey man, I've seen you two this week... I want what you're using." he said with a bit of gruffness in his voice. Gavin sniffed the air, smelling an imbalance of hormones, many of them not human, and a general lack of some very necessary human chemicals.

"Sorry... We don't have anything like that. Just good genetics." Gavin replied, his voice deep and imposing. The man's eyes narrowed.

"I'm not believing that." The man said. Gavin smiled.

"Believe what you want, I'm not helping you out." Gavin said, turning. The man balled his hand into a fist and took a swing. Gavin reached up and grabbed it, stopping the man cold before he started to tighten his hand. The man grunted, murmured, then winced. The pain increased before he nearly dropped to his knees.

"Lay off!" He begged. Gavin growled.

"You are unworthy of this place. This is a place where people better themselves. You are a withered husk in an exaggerated frame. Work on yourself and then perhaps a better life can find you." Gavin said before he let go, leaving the man behind him. It was several steps before Gavin started to feel calm again, realizing that perhaps there was something deeper to turning people than merely convenience.

Gavin fell into stride with Shawn as they headed for the door. He thought about the men he'd turned in college, and how he'd been turned, and even Shawn and Levi. They all had a quality about them, a certain natural magnetism and zeal, and they all had something to gain by the change. For Gavin it had been confidence, for Shawn it was belonging, for Levi it was a realization of his baser nature loving instincts made into physical form. For each of them, becoming a werewolf was a form of completion.

"Was he mad we didn't shower?" Shawn asked, not sure what had happened behind him. Gavin shook his head.

"No, he was just a little confused. Thought we were using some sort of steroids or something." Gavin said. Shawn chuckled.

"Nah, we're just lucky, right? This is all natural." Shawn said, slapping the thick muscles on his forearm. Gavin nodded.

"Nature has given us many gifts." Gavin agreed.

****

While conversation had never been the strongest aspect of dinner time at Gavin's house, the moratorium placed on discussions of college had brought even more silence to the table. That fact had been coupled with the unquenchable appetites that both Gavin and his brother had been exhibiting. Their forks were ceaseless as they devoured their mother's creation; the biggest, richest, heartiest meatloaf she had ever made.

Gil had, at first, assumed that it was far too big, that they would have leftovers for days, but as the loaf was chipped away, his awe in the voracious hunger only grew. Sylvie, however, seemed quite pleased with herself. She had considered many options on what dinner to create after they had decimated her kitchen, but meatloaf had been the perfect answer. She could stretch the meat out with the rice, oatmeal and eggs in the dish, and eventually she had her victory.

"I can't eat another bite." Shawn murmured, "But it's soooo good."

"Do you boys have any idea how much you just ate?" Gil asked.

"Relax, Gil, they're growing boys." Sylvie said.

"And we've been going out to the gym a lot." Gavin added. Gil considered for a moment.

"Is... is it some special workout? You came back, so... so big. And now Shawn's growing, too. Honestly, it's all taking me by surprise. You're taller and stronger than anyone in my family, and your mother's, too." Gil said. It was a different tone than Gavin had been hearing the last few days. It was a tone that hinted at curiosity and concern.

"We did a paper on it in school actually..." Shawn said, drinking some of his milk, "Third generation immigrant adaptations. They are able to show physical variations from the change in diet, climate and everything. I guess with the workout, and the good upbringing you both provided, we're able to show our best selves."

"Well, at least when it comes to-" Gil was silenced as Sylvie poked his hand with a fork. Remembering the terms of their deal, he shifted his posture and didn't pursue it.

"I got a job." Gavin announced. Gil's eyes widened, but Sylvie smiled, eating her green beans. Gavin puffed his chest out with an air of confidence, "I'll be apprenticing at the Auto-Rex repair shop downtown. It's a decent living, and I'm a quick learner."

"I think... that's a very good thing Gavin." Gil said. Gavin nodded.

"They have facilities at the shop, so I might crash there sometimes if the shift's really long or something... Practice for when I move out, I guess." Gavin amended. Sylvie seemed less comfortable with that idea, though it was an inevitability. Whether it was college or something else, the day would come when both of her boys moved out of the house.

"Well, I'm glad you were able to get employment so soon after coming home. It's a credit to your personality." Gil said with a smile, digging back into his food. He had taken off a slightly bigger hunk than he had expected, almost defensively ensuring he would have a decent share after the boys had carved up the rest of it. Gavin exhaled slowly as he reached for his water, feeling as if he'd taken another step. He'd been respectful, but he'd defined the boundaries of his new life. It was all out in the open, all he had to do was walk the path.

****

Headlights swept across the Auto Rex repair shop as more cars pulled in and out, coming and going. Levi had expanded hours, but worked in longer breaks throughout the day. The throughput was amazing, and Levi had even called in some extra help from some of his old highschool friends. One car dropped off a car owner, a latino hopping out. He had on a backwards black cap, a tight black t-shirt with a band logo on it, and camouflage pants. A thin goatee ringed his lips, lips that reshaped into a big grin as he moved towards the bay where the garage door rumbled open.

There was his car, growling and rumbling with life, its red and black chassis glistening with precision detail, the rims spinning endlessly, and a new glow of light spilling out of the front grill as if the fires of hell burned inside the engine. Rico's grin spread through his body, firing down the synapses, a bounce in his step.

"Damn man, that shit is fine!" He cursed, "Levi, where you at?" he called out. Levi emerged, wearing his stained dark blue coveralls. Rico froze, his jaw dropping, looking at the huge bushy beard hanging down from Levi's face, "Man, I only left my car a week ago and you didn't have that beast, did you? Is that thing real?" he asked.

"Oh, it's real alright." Levi said, reaching up to run his fingers through it, showing off how big and thick it was. The posture was one with pride, but it showed off his other assets as well, namely that he'd torn the sleeves off his coveralls to make room for his arms, and that there was a big bulge in the groin of his uniform.

"How'd you do it?" Rico asked.

"I thought you were here about your car." Levi said.

"I know you do fine work with my ride, but I want to know how you do this." Rico said.

"It's a secret only my boyfriend can share." Levi said. Rico glanced one way and then the other before nodding.

"Can he share it with me?" He asked softly. Levi grinned more.

"There's no going back, man... It's a different kind of life." Levi said. Rico grinned.

"Hey man, I'm all about risks, right? How else would I have gotten Lola here?" he asked, patting his car. Levi considered before he nodded, gesturing for Rico to follow. Levi led the way deeper into the shop, coming around a corner, opening the door to their living space. Rico stepped through the threshold before he saw a towering behemoth of a man sitting naked in a recliner in the back of the room. His cinnamon skin was nearly the same shade as Rico's, his chocolate brown hair swept back into a wild mane, his long, bushy beard all the way past his nipples. He had a body that could wrestle a lion and perhaps even win, and he was stroking off the biggest cock that Rico had ever seen. Large hands wrapped around a fourteen inch cock that leaked a river of pre down the shaft and into the thick bush surrounding his groin.

"Who's this?" Gavin growled, spreading his legs and stroking his cock more deliberately. "Did you bring someone to share our gift?"

"I did. He was curious and wanted to join in our camaraderie." Levi answered and turned to Rico, grinning. "You still game, man?" Levi asked. Rico nodded, moving toward Gavin as if he was hypnotized.

"Not the first hot rod I've dealt with." Rico said, dropping to his knees before Gavin. Gavin grinned, moving forward, his shaft already dripping with cum. Rico opened his mouth obediently, and Gavin saw no better place than to put it where it belonged. Rico's lips spread wide over the shaft as he started to taste the unusually strong cum, sucking and bobbing his head.

Gavin grabbed onto Rico's head, pulling him tighter, guiding the driver's movements, but his eyes flashed yellow and he looked at Levi. Levi grinned, letting his wolf side out. Fur swept over his ears, his fangs grew to points, his mouth bulged around the growing teeth and his claws burst from his fingers. Levi lunged onto Rico and bit into his neck, the fangs breaking through the tattooed skin.

Rico grunted and gasped out as Gavin came, filling his mouth before spraying his face with wolf cum. Levi clawed at Rico's pants, tearing through the fabric before he got to that pert ass, his cock whipped out easily as he moved in to start fucking his customer. With his face plastered in cum and the werewolf bite stinging his neck, Rico began to shudder, to shake, and to grow.

His black t-shirt grew tight, his arms straining the sleeves until they started to tear. His biceps expanded, then his triceps. New hair sprouted from his arms, his pants got tighter as his legs thickened, and his ears began to take on points. The meticulously groomed goatee began to grow, hairs pushing through the cum like it was fertilizer. A mustache grew out, curving down over his upper lip. The lines on either side of his mouth thickened, and the hair on his chin surged. Centimeter after centimeter pushed out, the hair curling back towards his throat, coming down in a longer and longer tuft.

Rico shuddered, an ass full of wolf cock as his own body kept changing. His brow ridge began to thicken, the bone behind it swelling and pushing outward as his eyes turned from caramel to gold. His fingernails darkened, thickened, sharpened and grew, pushing out into claws. The muscled ass Levi plowed got fuzzy, and a wriggling nub of a tail started to push out from above it, his tailbone wrenching free of his pelvis.

Gavin moved back in, letting the salivating, slathering wolf pup open his maw and accept his master's cock again, sucking and drinking as he came and came. The fur spread from Rico's goatee, covering his cheeks, then around his eyes and across his nose. His skull popped and clicked, expanding longer and longer, pushing out into a muzzle. His shirt split down the back as furry shoulders emerged. The knees of his pants burst out, furry flesh visible beneath. Even his fine, perfect Jordans began to snap, pop and peel as furry, clawed paws stretched out from the remains.

In moments Rico had been converted, a towering, glistening red pepper shaped canine cock emerging from the torn fly of his pants as his furry balls swelled to the size of oranges, then grapefruits. His body was refined, animal, instinctive, and all Gavin's. It was a beautiful moment of epiphany, a pleasure, a zeal, but almost... too quick. It made Gavin realize that his plan for Shawn was the only right one, that by guiding him day by day he would bring the most out of him... but the pack had grown. It was stronger, it was right, it was... his.

****

Working hard, eating plenty, and growing like a weed - all of it took a lot out of Shawn's system. He crashed hard, falling into a deep sleep, barely aware of the dreams playing around in his head. Some of it was just a recap of the day: going out with Gavin, scoping out the mall, working out at the gym... but some of it was something else. He dreamed of his brother's body, how huge and manly he was, and how he was helping Shawn achieve similar gains. He dreamed of those thick pits his brother had, of being trapped in them, of being trapped and not even trying to get out.

Shawn's fingers dug into his mattress as he dreamed about that hair on his face, that heat, the moist musk. Drool pooled in his mouth, building up before it spilled out of the corner of his lip, pouring across his pillow. Despite the sleep paralysis, Shawn started to press down, his hips easing into the bed. He ground against it, feeling the pressure back against his hardening cock, only spurring on his nocturnal activity.

A room away, the window slid open as Gavin returned, climbing back into his bedroom. Living life from both ends was tough. There was almost no time for Gavin to sleep, but he didn't want to. The time with his brother and his wolves rejuvenated and gave him the energy to keep going. He spent his day with his brother, his night with his pack, and in the blurry hours in-between he tried to find rest and solace - but not tonight. The smell in his room was even stronger than before, and it wasn't just his own scent. Gavin moved around the room, smelling his brother's aroma mingling with his own. He picked up a stained shirt off the floor and sniffed it, the combined scent of his and Shawn's cum mingling and joining in a tantalizing scent. Gavin smiled with pride, and sniffed, following the trail from his bed to the door.

Careful not to make noise, he followed the scent down the hall to his brother's door, cracked it open, and listened. He heard the up and down squeaking of a body on springs, the old mattress lurching beneath. Shawn was, as far as Gavin could tell, asleep. He had gone naked, peeling off his well used clothes and leaving them in a heap. The moonlight glistened across that shapely ass, that perfect back, those amazing shoulders.

Gavin squeezed into the room and shut the door behind him, watching his brother hump his bed in his sleep, fingers curled in the sheets. He had grown so much, and grown so well. Gavin unzipped his shorts and drew out his cock, stroking the hot meat in his hand as his claws emerged. Shawn was coming along so nicely, so perfectly. It was hard to let it linger, to stretch it out, but the reward would be worth it. Still, any growing plant needed a little fertilizer...

As his hand swept back and forth along his rod, Gavin considered his options. His little brother was a humping machine in his sleep, but once he woke up that would be a different matter, at least for now. Gavin stepped over his brother, gave his cock a deft squeeze, and began to drizzle out his wolf cum along the side of the bed, letting it run down the slope of the depressed cushion to pool along Shawn's hip and ultimately his cock.

The thick, yellowed werewolf seed was so much richer than what Shawn was producing, but each day Gavin's brother's seed thickened, growing stronger and more potent. Gavin gave his brother plenty to marinate in, but it didn't seem like enough. Gavin considered slowly how far he wanted to push it, but the opportunity... was too great. Gavin's eyes glinted in the low light of the evening as he moved toward the head of the bed, looking down at his brother.

Gavin's clawed hand lifted his thick, long cock up, bringing with it the true scent of an alpha male. It smelled of cum, spunk, spit and heat. Gavin edged forward, bringing the cock ever closer to Shawn's face, letting him breathe in the scent, to take it into his lungs, to make it one with himself. Shawn moaned in his sleep, humping harder, feeling the wetness all over his crotch. He moaned harder, his mouth opening wide.

"Ungh..." Gavin grunted, unable to stop himself from cumming. Thick ropes of wolf jizz splattered across Shawn's face, landing on his tongue and mouth but also his nose and forehead. He shuddered, cumming himself, adding his own seed to the pool his brother had provided. Shawn's body swam in the pleasure, his heartbeat quickening, his breathing increasing until his eyes snapped open.

Shawn pushed himself upright, panting, heart racing. He looked around at his empty room, seeing that he had forgotten to shut the door all the way. He blushed furiously and fumbled around, grabbing an old rolled up poster tube to ease the door shut from his bed. It clicked shut, allowing him to collapse back in a heap of sweat and semen, gazing up at the ceiling in wonder, unaware that his brother was just on the other side of the door, panting just as hard at what he had gotten away with.

****

After a glorious weekend of freedom, experimentation, and extreme pleasure, Shawn found himself moving in the herd of students towards his school at the start of another week. Of course, it was all winding down for him... Gavin's semester had ended in May, and Shawn's graduation was in June. Just a few more weeks, and yet it seemed painfully far away after what seemed like a sample of their summer to come.

Shawn pushed the door to the school open as he always had, but the usually resistant door swung open so hard it rebounded and he had to catch it. Several students turned to look at the disruption, and a few kept looking in wonder and amazement. In two short days, Shawn had grown several inches taller. His curly hair was straighter and longer, coming down in a messy shag across the top of his head, and he had a clear, defined mustache and sideburns. Added to that, his wardrobe was different.

Despite the chill spring dew outside, he'd opted to wear his new red tank top and black shorts, showing off his enhanced chest, arms and calves - not to mention the ever present bulge in his shorts. He strode in, taller than a fair majority of the students, finding it oddly easy to navigate. The other students stepped out of the way, creating eddies and ripples around Shawn as he walked. A few even froze behind him, looking at how his shapely ass filled out his shorts. He was no longer one of the herd, he was a wolf amongst the sheep.

Walking to class, it was hard not to notice everyone looking at him; men and women, students and even a few of the teachers. They had looks of awe, amazement, envy... and Shawn couldn't blame them. Gavin had helped him access his best self, bringing out such manly attributes. Shawn loved his body, he loved his brother, and he couldn't wait to be done for the day. It was starting to make sense why Gavin had felt so stifled by college classes. Spending time in school was hard when there were so many more pleasurable things to do...

Shawn reached down without thinking and gave himself a few good gropes, the bulge in his shorts swelling larger, rounding out as his cock bloated and fattened, resting over his over-sized balls. One of the other students nearly swooned, leaning back against his locker, watching Shawn's display and realizing he didn't even know how much sexual energy he was putting out. The student watched Shawn until he turned the corner and disappeared from view, leaving a wake behind him.

****

Sparks skittered out from Levi's buffer as he ran it over the metal, wearing goggles to protect his eyes, though his mohawk stuck up tall from between the two straps that ran across his otherwise shaved head. His arms had grown thicker again, coming out of the torn off sleeves of his overalls like a bodybuilder. His uniform was speckled with cum and saliva, and he wouldn't have it any other way. Thankfully several of his customers wouldn't either as business was booming.

Gavin sat in a large battered recliner, reading up on an auto-mechanic's guide book. Despite the testosterone marinating his brain, despite being so focused on pleasure, Gavin found that his mind still worked - when he wanted it to. He felt confident that he'd be able to learn enough to be useful as long as he didn't get distracted, though as the bathroom door opened and Rico emerged, he wasn't sure that would be possible.

Rico had, to Gavin's surprise, not gotten much taller when he had been turned into a werewolf. He had, however, nearly doubled in mass. His shoulders were huge - wide and thick, brimming with muscle. His legs were tree trunks, his chest was thick, his nipples were huge, and his ears had a faint point to them that wouldn't go away. What had been a perfectly sculpted pencil thin goatee had become a thick, robust goatee that hid his lips and dropped down into a foot long tuft that had been braided together.

Gavin's yellow eyes drank in his new wolf's physique, seeing that his tattoos almost seemed bolder in contrast on his cinnamon colored skin, and his black hair stuck out around the backwards hat he wore. Rico had emerged from the bathroom naked, showing off the forest of fur-like black hair around his cock - a cock that had not returned to human after his quick conversion. It seemed that Levi had made him more of a bulldog than intended.

"Come here, pup." Gavin said, hoisting up his huge cock. Rico ran over and came down, plunging his goatee rimmed mouth around his Alpha's cock. He started to bob his head up and down eagerly, his tongue slathering the meat, teasing the urethra until Gavin released the muscles and began cumming at will, feeding his beta his thick seed. Rico gulped it down eagerly, his thick ass wiggling from side to side.

"So you've been working on your brother for days?" Levi asked from where he was working, "When do we get to meet him?"

"He's not ready, not yet.... I have a few more things I want to do, a little more I can push it before we get there." Gavin replied.

"A shame, I kind of like the feeling of our family growing here." Levi said, moving on to the next panel, trying to get the bumps out.

"Well, there's no saying we can't... You should find one of your customers, someone with a real style... Offer them the deal of a lifetime." Gavin grinned. Levi smirked.

"I think I have a few good ideas." Levi said, his fangs glinting in the light as the sparks started flying out from his buffer again.

****

The day had gone by at a crawl for Shawn, but at last he made it down the cement steps to the locker room, ready to let out a little of his pent up energy. He crossed the locker room, heading along the dull grey lockers, getting some whistles from the other boys. The first few had been mocking, but a few of the later whistlers sounded more sincere. Shawn just grinned. Even in mocking, the boys were just jealous. He spun the tumbler of his own locker, entered the numbers and got access to the contents.

His backpack went in, his uniform came out, and his clothes came off. The whistles stopped, some of the other boys staring with slack jaws. Eleven inches of hard cock came wobbling out of Shawn's shorts, bobbing in front of him as his tangerine sized balls stretched out of their confines. His bush was luxuriously thick, black hair glinting in the light, inhumanly soft. It trailed up his stomach in a perfect V, tapering out before coming back in force with a growing pelt of hair between his huge, rounded pecs. Shawn started pulling on his uniform, only to realize the lycra wouldn't make it over his legs, let alone anything else.

"Here, maybe you should borrow my spare." The deep voice came from their team captain, Reese. Shawn had always looked up to Reese, literally. He was six foot two, his shaggy hair was as orange as citrine, and his eyes a brilliant shade of green. Shawn had matured into someone sharing Reese's stature in mere days, and that fact intrigued the team captain.

"Thanks, mine... must have shrunk?" Shawn said, grinning. Reese shook his head and rolled his eyes, slapping Shawn on the back as he headed up the stairs. Shawn reached over and grabbed the spare uniform, feeling it in his hands. He started to realize the reason it was spare was that it allowed Reese to wash one while the other was being worn. Apparently that particular routine would have to be skipped this time.

Shawn pulled the red and white Lycra on, feeling it hug his legs, his ass, his crotch - only to realize he didn't have a cup or a jock strap. He glanced over at Reese's locker to realize that there was no spare cover - but class was class, and he had to start. Shawn zipped up, the uniform leaving no centimeter of his arms, pecs or stomach to the imagination as he walked with some confidence up the steps at the far end, rising up into the gym.

"Callister, Jones, Green, and Canby, I want you four pairing off at-" The coach froze, spotting Shawn come out of the locker room. His head tilted as he reassessed. He cleared his throat, "Pair off at B and C for drills. You're going to have to add Johnson in, it looks like Shawn here has moved up to another weight class."

"Really, coach?" Shawn asked in surprise. Some of the other wrestlers chuckled at Shawn's naivete.

"Yes, really. We can't have you breaking any of our star players..." The coach replied.

"Then who am I going to wrestle?" Shawn asked.

"Me." Reese said with an excited gleam in his eyes.

****

The minutes had ticked by, and Shawn and Reese had given it their all. They had gripped, grabbed, flipped, rolled - and in the end, it was going down to the wire. The seconds for class and the school day at large were winding down. Reese had spent the entire year at the peak of the school's weight class, but Shawn was his first real challenger. It was a test of a body refined over time versus the new surge of growth and energy Shawn had managed in a few days. Several of the other boys had watched in anticipation at first, but as the bell rang, they sprinted for the locker room, only casting a few glances back.

"Alright boys, that's it... Hit the showers and have a good day." The coach said, thinking of what a relief it would be to get in his Prius and head home. The gym slowly emptied, but Reese and Shawn were still there. Reese grunted, giving it all his might before he rolled, pinning Shawn. Shawn struggled, grunting and then growling.

"Cum for me." Reese whispered. One of Shawn's thick eyebrows shot up.

"Excuse me?" Shawn asked. Reese pressed down and Shawn could feel cock against cock, only separated by a thin layer of lycra. The team captain started to rotate, grinding that flesh against flesh. Shawn gasped and moaned, his fingers tightening.

"Cum for me... Please... You feel amazing, you look amazing. You were hot before, but now you're on fire. I don't know what it is, I don't know what you're going through, but please, just... cum for me." Reese begged. Shawn felt conflicted, but turned on as well. He gave a huge growl, focused all his power, pushed and flipped until Reese was on his back, landing with a grunt. Shawn grinned in triumph, thrust his hips down to squeeze their cocks together, and came in victory.

Reese gasped and moaned, feeling the hot, wet, thick slick soak through his uniform, creeping up his stomach and running down his legs. The huge wet stains would be unmistakable, especially given their pearlescent sheen. Shawn had cum in not only one of Reese's uniforms, but both, soaking them in his scent. Reese leaned up and kissed Shawn. Shawn was taken aback, but his lips parted and he felt another man's tongue enter his mouth. He returned the favor, the two swapping saliva as they basted in Shawn's cum, all alone on the gym floor.

It was hot, sexy, amazing... but something was missing. Shawn wasn't sure what it was at first until he realized it might have been a familiarity, a connection, a... brotherhood. Shawn murmured into the kiss, realizing he was fantasizing about his brother again, but as weird as that was, he started picturing it more. He imagined Gavin's huge, macho beard against his face, his muscled hairy body beneath him, their cocks grinding and touching. It was too perverted, but it only made Shawn cum harder, shuddering in the weird pleasure of it all.

****

It had been a pleasant walk home from school for Shawn, accompanied by his brother. The sun was shining, the air was cool and sweet, and there were more surprised and admiring looks from those they passed in the street. Gavin's legs were so long that his strides were effortless, and Shawn was following close behind. Shawn looked up at his brother, still a bit conflicted about his fantasies. Being this close, smelling him, seeing him, seeing the mild sheen of sweat glisten on him... Shawn knew he shouldn't be feeling the way he was, but it was hard to deny.

They had left the woody area around the school behind, crossing through more urban sprawls until Shawn spotted the asymmetrical giant billboard sign for Auto-Rex ahead past some telephone poles plastered with so much paper they were practically trees again. He grinned wider.

"That's where your job is, right?" Shawn asked. Gavin nodded.

"Yeah, I'm still learning though. I've got a lot of catching up to do."

"I wish I could just come join you there." Shawn sighed. Gavin shifted a little.

"That might be possible, I mean, once you graduate."

"But school's awful, you were so right to quit college." Shawn moaned.

"Quitting college is one thing, but high school is another. I mean it's just a few more weeks and you'll be done." Gavin said. Shawn sighed.

"Well, I mean, I do like my friends there... I guess it'd suck to miss out on time with them." Shawn admitted. Gavin nodded.

"Exactly. Those are bonds you form for a long time, like Levi. He's owner of Auto-Rex now. Co-owner anyway." Gavin said. Shawn grinned.

"That metalhead guy you used to follow around?" Shawn asked. Gavin nodded again.

"Yeah, the very same. In fact, that's him now." Gavin pointed. Up ahead Levi was polishing up the paint on the rig he'd restored. The panels had been buffed out and thick layers of enamel paint had been added in meticulous care until the blue and black car shone brightly in the afternoon son. Levi turned, his huge beard blowing in the wind. Shawn felt a thump in his pants as his cock went stiff at once. He blushed a little and then caught movement at the shop as Rico emerged.

"What the fuck..." Shawn said, moving over toward the shop, "How do you all have such amazing beards?!" he asked. Levi looked up, his eyes shifting to more amber hues for a moment as he sniffed the air, smelling his alpha... and another alpha? No, no, just a very strong beta... but the scent was quite lovely.

"Shawn, it's been ages. You're really grown up like a weed." Levi said, scoping out his alpha's brother. Shawn looked at Levi in awe.

"So have you... But I'm serious. How come everyone's got such amazing beards?" he asked.

"I'm sure your brother can help you grow one, too." Rico said, though Gavin shot him a look. He grinned at the mischievousness, moving to go finish detailing the car for their customer.

"It's a new era of masculinity. You've just gotta have the patience and dedication." Gavin explained. Levi shrugged.

"And the confidence to stand up against anyone that wants to impose their values on you. Our lives are what we make of them, and if you want to join the bearded elite, you just have to say no one's going to tell you what to do." Levi said. Shawn puffed up his already immense chest and nodded.

"Then that's what I'm going to do. No more shaving!" Shawn said.

"Good boy." Levi said, "Your 'stache is already coming in nice. Just gotta keep it up. I'm sure Gavin's protein drinks help too."

"Oh yeah, they helped me for sure!" Rico said, panting a little from where he was working, inadvertently humping the leather seat in front of him.

"I've gotta get Shawn home in time for dinner, but maybe sometime soon I'll bring him by." Gavin said. Levi smiled.

"I look forward to it. See you around, Shawn." Levi said, offering his hand. Shawn took it by the wrist, giving a fraternal shake, though he was a little surprised at how long Levi's fingernails were. It made sense though, giving him better ability to deal with stickers and hard to reach places probably. Gavin gave the men a nod before he swung an arm around Shawn's shoulders, guiding him away from the repair shop and back toward home.

"They seem like great guys." Shawn said.

"They are." Gavin replied.

"Have you fucked them?" Shawn asked point blank, knowing his brother was gay. Gavin smiled a little at that.

"Oh yes. It's good to have such manly men in my company." Gavin bragged. Shawn murmured and nodded.

"I think I'm starting to get that myself. I mean, I wasn't very sure before, but now that I think more about it, it seems so natural. I mean, there's so many cute guys at my school... and I..." Shawn trailed off, "Gav, we used to spar when we were younger, right?" Shawn asked. Gavin thought about how rowdy their roughhousing had gotten and nodded.

"Yeah, more or less." Gavin replied.

"Then how about you and me try out some wrestling. I want to show you what I've learned." Shawn said. Gavin grinned brighter.

"I think that could be interesting. Count me in." Gavin said. It was getting easier and easier to guide his brother as their interests fell right in line.

****

While Gavin's house had a comfortable footprint, the one thing it had always lacked was a backyard. The shadow of the house fell across nearly the entire backyard, and other than the tall wooden fence that ran around the three sides, it was largely featureless. Thankfully, there was just enough grass to give a soft surface for the brothers as they prepared to face off. They stood a few feet apart, barefoot, switched into shorts and their tank tops.

Gavin looked at his brother's fine physique, Shawn looked at his brother's imposing frame, and then the two charged. Their bodies came together with power and strength as Shawn used everything he'd trained in to try and get the upper hand. Gavin wasn't skilled in that way, though he felt his own natural instincts helping him to try and wriggle free.

The two grasped, clashed, pushed and pulled. Their feet tore into the grass, something that would be hard to explain to their father, but their practice seemed to be good. Even without the sun shining directly on them, the two were working up a sweat as they struggled to gain purchase over one another. Shawn finally got the upper hand, or rather lower foot, and Gavin went back, landing on the grass with a grunt. Shawn came down on top of him, but before he could secure his victory, Gavin rolled.

Shawn yelped, getting pinned on his back, feeling his brother's huge, hairy, hot and hard body against him, including his ample bulge. He gazed up at Gavin, seeing those familiar eyes and unfamiliar beard, the mixture of the brother he knew and the man that was a stranger, and without thinking about it, he acted out what he had fantasized. Shawn leaned up, his lips pressed to his brother's, feeling the beard mesh across his skin.

The moment was soft, tender, intimate, and embarrassing. Shawn realized instantly what he had done and broke free from Gavin. Gavin grunted, pushing himself back up as Shawn strode into the house. Gavin followed after, stepping through the sliding glass door. He reached out, putting a hand on Shawn's shoulder.

"I can't believe I did that." Shawn murmured, "It's so weird."

"No, it's not. It's normal." Gavin said, "Brothers kiss all the time overseas. It's just here that they're more hung up over stupid shit. Don't worry about it bro, you're good." Gavin said before he let go and moved over into the living room, dropping down into his father's chair. Gavin filled it completely, hips braced against the arm rests, the glistening sheen of sweat from his body soaking into the fabric. He claimed whatever territory he touched for himself.

Shawn sunk down onto the couch next to the chair, not thinking about his own lack of hygiene, instead still fixated on the moment he'd shared with his brother. He felt shame, embarrassment, and yet at the same time... it had been as good or better than he'd imagined. His brother had such real mass to him, it felt good to be pinned... Gavin reached down, running a palm over the bulge in his shorts, rolling his hand side to side before stoking it up and down, coaxing his python to a larger size. Shawn looked up, his jaw hanging slightly agape.

"See, that's something I figured out in college. These rules people put in place, they just keep things boring and plain. They were for antiquated reasons, social norms that no longer have a function... I mean, just think, if I'd been able to tell you I was gay before college, if you'd realized you were open to more when you were younger, just think what we could have done? We could have jacked off together, bros just letting off steam." Gavin said. Shawn couldn't believe what he was hearing, but his eyes were glued to his huge, sexy brother groping himself in his dad's chair.

"Really? You and me? Just... jackin' it?" Shawn asked.

"Oh yeah." Gavin grinned, "Maybe we could have shared some of the same porn." he said, sliding a hand up under his shirt, running his fingers over his pleasure trail, "You think guys look good, don't you?"

"Some guys..." Shawn said, his breathing speeding up, his heart racing.

"Guys like me?" Gavin asked. Shawn shifted and nodded.

"Y... Yeah." Shawn replied.

"I loved the kiss." Gavin said, "I want more." The words were not just a statement, they felt more like a command. Shawn looked up, vulnerable and hopeful, inexperienced and daring, hesitant but longing. Gavin extended his hand out toward his brother, an invitation to cast aside everything that had barred them from one another, to throw away the social limitations. Shawn reached out slowly, taking his brother's powerful hand.

He was pulled from the couch with great strength, stumbled, and fell onto his brother. Gavin's right hand grabbed Shawn's ass, squeezing tight to anchor him and pull him in until their crotches ground together, his left hand reaching up to tangle in Shawn's shaggy hair. Gavin leaned in with a widening mouth to kiss his brother. Shawn murmured and moaned into the kiss, feeling his brother raise his hips, pushing their cocks together. Shawn parted his lips and got a mouth full of tongue, a tongue he started to suck on as he humped back wildly.

The chair started to grunt and groan under the force, but nothing was going to stop the men any longer. Gavin's thrusts were powerful, strong and with purpose. Shawn's humps were fast, quick, energetic and wild. Shawn shivered as he felt his mustache catch on Gavin's beard, the hairs ruffled up as their lips smacked and slurped. Gavin humped his brother hard, grinding and groping, the kiss intimate and hot.

This was everything Gavin had wanted, and it was falling into place. He could feel the wolf stirring in his brother, growing stronger. He was a powerful beta, a man ready to go into heat, a companion to help lead his pack. Gavin held onto Shawn's head tighter, forcing the kiss into overdrive. Shawn's hands slipped up under his brother's shirt, feeling his bulging abs, digging his hands into the massive, hairy pecs, tweaking Gavin's thick nipples; pinching, twisting, tugging. Gavin growled at that, his claws growing out of his hands, his hands growing across Shawn's ass and head.

Shawn murmured, working at it, his balls swelling in his shorts, his cock growing to full length before pushing longer than ever before. He huffed and panted, his ears stretching into points. His cheeks felt like they were on fire as thousands of soft, newborn hairs pushed through his skin. His cheeks darkened from brown to black as a soft downy beard filled out, slipping under his jawline before curving up over the point of his chin. His mustache dipped down on the sides until it connected, closing the beard.

Gavin inhaled their sweaty, masculine scent, his nose shifting more lycan as he realized his brother had not showered since he came home, and neither had he. They were caked in layers of sweat, of manliness, of pure unadulterated musk. They were men's men, animals, beasts. With a practiced hand, Gavin reached down and unzipped their flies. With some careful finagling, he fished Shawn's cock out and then his own, letting them hump flesh to flesh, using his hand to squeeze and fondle both of their tools.

Shawn moaned louder and louder until he came, gasping, panting, shuddering. It had been so much pleasure and taboo all at once, but Gavin had faith over time he'd gain his stamina. For now he held his brother, letting him cum, enjoying the glow of the new fraternal bond they shared.

****

If truck stop bathrooms were rough, the Auto-Rex bathroom was even worse. The only lighting came from a short, narrow rectangular window high on the far wall, shining a single beam of light down onto the moss green tiles and the sea foam green walls. There were two urinals and one stall with no door, and a single modest sink with a scratched up mirror. The door eased open, and a twenty two year old stepped in, hesitating a bit as he looked at his surroundings.

Levi had warned Paul it was an employees only bathroom, but with his truck nearing completion, he just couldn't wait. Paul was tall and thin, his dishwater blond hair shorn short across most of his head, leaving just a tuft of blond at the front hidden beneath the ivory colored cowboy hat he wore and a bit of stubble across his chin. His white t-shirt was tight, his blue jeans tighter, and the big belt buckle hanging over his crotch matched the same chrome grill his truck had.

Paul unzipped and fished out his cock, unleashing his stream as he closed his blue eyes. His eyes snapped back open as the door to the bathroom opened again, the frame filled with a massive hairy brute. Gavin stepped through the door, walking over barefoot. Paul was a bit shy about peeing next to anyone, but Gavin didn't share that fear. There was a quick zip, the pop of a button, and Gavin hefted out his tool.

The cowboy had tried not to look, but the shadow of Gavin's tool alone drew his attention. He looked over in shock to see something so big on anyone. It was like a club, a weapon, a... a... As Gavin pissed, his general aroma was starting to fill the room. Paul could smell his sweat and cum and who knew what else, all swimming in a soup of masculine aroma. Paul's eyes watered, his head was dizzy, and his nipples... perked?

What had seemed like an insatiable flood of pee came to an end as his cock got hard, harder than it ever had before. He blushed, rosy cheeked, breathing hard. Gavin turned his head, eyes gleaming gold as he grinned a fang filled grin. He reached out, claws emerging from his fingertips as he started to scratch the stubble on the bottom of Paul's chin.

"Levi told me you might be in here. I'm afraid this is an employee only bathroom, which means you'll need to become an employee." Gavin said. Paul gazed into Gavin's eyes, unable to look away despite the fangs as they grew longer, coupled with ears that came to points and grew dark brown fur. Even as Gavin's face contorted and twisted, pushing out into a muzzle, Paul looked into those eyes.

Gavin grabbed onto Paul's cock and held it as he brought his own up, sliding his foreskin over the tip of the cowboy's shaft. Gavin willed himself to cum and his tainted, yellowed werewolf cum splattered out of their joined cocks, landing on Paul's boots and Gavin's bare feet. Gavin pulled back, the cock popping free before he raised it, sending rope after rope of cum across Paul's chest. The smell wafted up and Paul began to drool before he dropped to his knees.

The werewolf growled, his shoulders widening as fur spread across his body, pushing his clothes to the limit. He grabbed onto his cock with one paw, then the other, letting it go full force. The cum blasted the cowboy's face, soaking his skin. He opened his mouth wide, gulping at it, swallowing, savoring. He shuddered as a fire started to burn in his body, a fire that started where a quick nip from the werewolf punctured his shoulder.

Paul's stubble began to grow, fertilized by the cum in his face. The blond hair curved out from his chin, dropping down longer and thicker, getting bushy and thick. More hair pushed out from his jaw, shorter but incredibly dense as a beard grew out, creeping up to his ears and climbing up his sideburns, his beard four times thicker than the hair on his head. The cowboy's blue eyes turned gold, his ears pushed to points, and his teeth sharpened, the fangs coated with cum.

Even Paul's rod was contorting, changing, given a dose of cum directly. The pale peach colored flesh turned red, then purple as it pushed out longer, curving a little, the mushroom shaped head pushing into a point. It bloated at the base, getting fatter and fatter and fatter until two bulges formed, his first knot. The cowboy whimpered and whined, a tail forming above his jeans, wagging behind him as dirty blond fur covered it.

"I hope you don't herd sheep, cowboy, because you're a wolf now." Gavin grinned, licking his muzzle. It felt so good to turn humans, but the longing to have his brother by his side was growing stronger each day. He wanted the pack to be together, he wanted the pack to be complete.

****

The sound of buttons being mashed, clicking and tapping, filled the room as Gavin's fingers flew across the game controller. He sat on the floor of Shawn's bedroom, legs spread wide, his brother sitting in his lap. Shawn shifted his weight from side to side, teasing his brother's cock with his pert, muscled ass cheeks. Despite his eyes being glued to the screen, his lips worked on Shawn's neck, sucking and sucking until the blood rushed to the surface, leaving a purple mark - one of many that Shawn now sported.

It had been a difficult week for Shawn at school, trying to stay on track for graduation with his new impulses in overdrive. He'd managed to get Reese to help him blow off some steam, exchanging a blow job in the locker room for giving one in the bathroom a different day. It was tough at school, but while Gavin had expected it to be equally difficult at home, their father had been strangely... proud of his boys?

Each day Gil came home from work and sat down in his recliner. Sure, it was a bit creakier and more worn out than it had been, but it was more comfortable than ever. He sat back and read his paper, looked at his big and strong boys, and even when he wanted to be mad, he felt oddly proud instead. Despite the big changes to his sons and their lives, Gil seemed more relaxed than ever. He'd even taken Sylvie out on a date each night that week, sometimes not returning until the early hours of the morning. It gave the brothers some much needed room to express themselves.

Gavin slowly humped against Shawn's ass, feeling it right there against his cock. Shawn wriggled on him as he played, but Gavin started to lose more in the video game as he got more and more distracted until finally he threw the controller down, reached down to unzip Shawn's pants, and pulled out his brother's cock.

"Gav!" Shawn gasped, feeling his brother's firm, strong fingers wrap around his hard cock. Gavin started to jerk Shawn off eagerly with one hand, but the other dipped down into the pants, fished around and pulled out his oversized sack. His balls had swollen a great deal in the last few weeks, pushing toward the size of oranges.

"Look at all that batter you've got, bro..." Gavin growled. Shawn moaned, tipping his head back. Gavin growled and leaned to nibble Shawn's neck. Shawn whimpered and grunted before he turned around, rolling over so they were face to face. Gavin leaned in and kissed Shawn, coming down on his body, pressing his raging erection against his brother's bulge.

Shawn ran his hands over his brother's body, admiring and worshipping what he found there. Gavin's body was such a perfect physical specimen; muscle, hair, all the right things in all the right places. It was almost mesmerizing just to touch him, to feel him, the heat and the flesh beneath the fingertips. Shawn's hands drifted lower, feeling the heft of his brother's groin.

"That's nothing compared to you. You've got gallons in there, I'm sure." Shawn said. Gavin growled deeper, reaching up, running his fingers through Shawn's soft, short beard.

"You wanna drink? See how much I've got?" Gavin asked. Shawn nodded eagerly, slipping down his brother's hairy body.

"I've been practicing, though Reese isn't nearly as big as you." he said before he unzipped Gavin's shorts. Gavin's fat, long, meaty cock sprung out, wobbling with the force of its escape. Shawn started drooling, unable to stop himself before his lips parted and a long, thick tongue slipped out, slathering along the underside of Gavin's tool. As he reached the top, the tongue dove down into the foreskin, slipping around the head of his brother's cock.

Gavin growled and snarled, grabbing onto Shawn's head, pulling him down around his shaft. Shawn grunted as his lips were pried wide and the slab of meat glided over his teeth and tongue, bumping the back of his throat. To Shawn's delight, his gag reflex felt like it had eroded away completely. Gavin thrust, hitting the throat time and time again until Shawn relaxed, tipped his head, and gave it a deeper conduit.

The sensation of his huge cock gliding down his brother's throat was like a slice of heaven. Gavin slid in easily, inch after inch, thrusting faster, harder, and deeper. All that meat disappeared effortlessly into Shawn's hungry mouth. Gavin kept going, imagining how he'd help his brother to grow taller, bigger, more manly. Little by little, bit by bit - but the time was coming. Already the moon was growing fuller in the night's sky. Two more nights, and there'd be no choice but to reveal himself.

Gavin grunted, panted, and gasped as he tipped his head back. His huge grapefruit sized balls began pumping out their bounty, the thick yellowed cream pouring into Shawn's stomach. He gulped at it and the cock delivering it, trying greedily to keep it all for himself. Shawn's eyes slipped shut, unaware that his pectorals were growing again, or that his abs were firming up, or that his silky soft short beard was getting longer and thicker.

Shawn felt like he could spend the rest of his life mounted on his brother's tool, feeding from him, being together with him. This was what life was for. He was a ready-made mate for his brother. They completed each other, they were part and parcel, and he'd do anything to bring his brother pleasure. Life... was very, very good. Gavin pet his brother's head, grinding his cock against the hungry maw on his crotch, feeling just as sublime.

****

The steady symphony of crickets rose high into the hillsides, the city falling away far below the hiking trails as Gavin and Shawn ventured into the wilderness. Summer was setting in, bringing with it heat, humidity, and a general sense of freedom. Gavin had embraced it by wearing his shorts with nothing underneath, and even his tank top had been left behind. Shawn wandered after him with an aching erection, practically drooling over the sight of his brother. Their bare feet moved through the long grass, the warm earth kissing their soles with heat as they moved together.

"Where are we going?" Shawn asked, already smelling his own sweat coming from his hairy pits. Gavin grinned as they ventured higher and higher.

"You'll see... It's going to be a beautiful view." Gavin said. Shawn followed after obediently, though he reached up to pinch his own nipples, trying to bide his time. The last few days had been a magical experience with his brother, transformative, pleasurable, memorable. Leaving behind the stuffy rules of society had given him a new purpose, a new meaning, something that truly enriched him.

"Brother, how much do you trust me?" Gavin asked.

"Trust you? I trust you completely... Why?" Shawn asked in surprise. Gavin looked up at the hilltop ahead of them, knowing the moment was almost there.

"There are things I haven't told you... About college, about me, about us." Gavin said softly.

"I don't need to know if you don't want to tell me. All I care about is us. I don't want to let you go, I don't want to be apart again." Shawn said.

"You won't have to be." Gavin said, looking over his shoulder at his brother before he resumed his walk. "It wasn't just the freedom of college that changed me. I met a man, and he shared something with me. It changed me, little by little, into a better version of myself. And I've been sharing that with you." Gavin said. Shawn hesitated a little, his pace slowing.

"So it was like what the man said at the gym? It was drugs?" he asked softly.

"Well, not quite, but I guess... the result might be the same. This gift, this change, it isn't anything man made. No laboratories, no chemicals, no science to it... Just an awakening to the animal inside of you." Gavin said, "The animal inside of me is going to be waking up soon. I don't want you to be scared. I love you completely, truly, and I only want what's best for you."

"I... I trust you brother, even if I don't understand." Shawn said softly. Gavin nodded, reaching out to scratch at his brother's short beard.

"You will, soon." Gavi said, resuming his hike. With a few more steps, the two reached the summit of the hill they were climbing, coming over to get a perfect view of the horizon.

Their city stretched out below them like a glimmering, shimmering lake of liquid light. The street lights carried, the steady streams of traffic making rivers of red and white. It was an achievement of mankind settled in a valley surrounded by nature, and watched over by the ever peaceful moon above. The orb hung in the sky, radiating light, a rich creamy yellowish white - just like the protein drinks that Gavin gave Shawn, and Shawn realized were exactly like his brother's cum.

Gavin breathed harder, faster, and his hands flexed and unflexed. The changes he kept at bay for so long were coming out, and nothing was going to stop them now. He grunted, creaking his neck one way and then the other. He murmured, moaned, then tipped his head back and howled. As the reverberating sound poured out of his mouth, his nose popped and shifted, the nostrils tipping up and the tip darkening. His ears crinkled, his jaw snapped, his fingernails darkened to matte black as they pushed out into wicked, sharp looking claws.

Shawn's jaw dropped, but his erection only raised. Despite how strange it was, it somehow felt natural, like it was the only thing in the world that made any sense. He watched his brother's mighty beard contort as Gavin's jaw pushed forward, growing longer and longer. His teeth pushed apart, giving each one room to nearly double in size, climbing up into sharp fangs. Gavin's shoulders popped as they thickened and widened. The ample hair on his chest and arms began to thicken even further, getting so dense that skin couldn't be seen beneath. The patches of dense, bushy fur spread out over his chest, his stomach, his ribs and back, then his shoulders. A furry chocolate brown coating covered his skin as more fur spread up across his nose, his forehead and around his eyes.

Gavin's long hair fell back in a mane, cascading across his back as he held his arms away from his sides. His back lengthened, his arms and legs grew longer, the muscles doubling, then tripling in mass. His shorts strained until the fabric frayed, stretched and popped. His furry ass was revealed to the world, and his huge, growing cock sprung loose. The flesh turned from brown to red, the foreskin pulling back as it turned into a sheathe, revealing the curved, tapered, pointed eighteen inch wolf cock beneath.

Shawn's cock started to drip pre as he looked at his brother's powerful tool. He moved forward and dropped to his knees, reaching out, stroking it. It felt slick, covered in pre, but he didn't care. If anything, that would only enhance the flavor. Shawn leaned in, licking his brother's rod. Gavin growled from his muzzle as his yellow eyes opened, his furry ears migrating to the top of his head, his fluffy tail pushing out above his tailhole.

The werewolf's clawed paw grabbed Shawn's head and guided it to his lycan cock, plunging deep into that waiting mouth. He thrust back and forth, cumming at once with such volume that the cum burst out of Shawn's mouth, leaking down over his thickening beard. While it had been downy soft before, the hair bristled and thickened, his mustache coming down along Gavin's cock, raking along it with more friction. The hair on his cheeks pushed out longer and thicker, the hair beneath his jaw extending and curving - but it was far from the only change.

Shawn's assumption that he had been human had been one of the few things keeping the wolf at bay, but now his ears were pointed, his teeth were sharpened, and his hands tore at his shorts as he grew his own claws. He freed his cock just in time as it pushed to ten inches, then twelve, then fourteen. The loose foreskin tightened and contracted, black fur growing out from it as it peeled and parted from the cock beneath to reveal the pulsating, hot, hard, red pepper shaped tool of a werewolf.

Gavin came harder and harder, forcing his brother to gulp down his seed, to take him as Alpha, to bond them together. His tail wagged side to side as his feet grew out into full paws, his legs shifting and contorting. The werewolf looked down, watching his brother, his pup, his son, his family, his beta... All of these things and more that Shawn had become. Shawn dutifully drank his brother's load as his own body contorted and twisted.

Patches of fur spread out from Shawn's pits and crotch, sweeping down his legs, across his back, over his chest and down his arms. The fur dominated his flesh, obscuring it, giving view to his true new form. Shawn felt his vertebrae separate, pushing apart before they grew. His ribs pried apart, his lungs swelled, his legs tightened. In mere moments he had added fifty pounds of muscle and hair, but it was still coming.

Shawn's ass cheeks parted, his tailbone twisting away from his spine. It stretched and wriggled and moved, new ligaments and tendons forming as more bones grew in between old ones. The tail flicked back and forth, pushing past six inches, ten, eighteen, then longer. Black fur pushed out of it, growing into a plume of a tail, sweeping at the ground as it swung. Shawn's plump balls swelled larger, his asshole squeezing and releasing, new glands forming, glands to produce his own werewolf scent.

Gavin grunted, smelling his brother come into his own musk fully. He pulled his cock back from Shawn's hungry maw and started to spray him down with cum, coating the new werewolf in the seed of an Alpha. Shawn panted, a tongue hanging out of his new muzzle as he basked in it all, his eyes shifting yellow. He looked up in delight and Gavin could take no more. He lunged, knocking Shawn back, spreading his brother's legs wide before he thrust.

Shawn howled out as he felt his brother's cock, his Alpha's cock, enter his ass. Gavin humped like a wild animal, sliding in and out, faster, harder, deeper. He ground tightly, loving how Shawn's body fit his perfectly. They were designed for each other, meant for each other. They fucked, humped, ground, and cuddled. Gavin bit and Shawn nuzzled, their clawed paws roamed each other's bodies. Shawn came over and over again, soaking his fur, making the place reek with werewolf scent, and in the end, hours had passed before the moon started to wane, to sink, to drift toward the horizon. Gavin held onto it; to the moment, to the changes, to his brother. He looked into Shawn's golden eyes as he leaned down to kiss him, tilting his head so their muzzles could interlock and their tongues could dance.

****

Sunlight showered across the parking lot outside Auto-Rex, glinting off of the chrome detailing on the fleet of cars that were being shown off. It had been an exciting summer of modifying, detailing and repairing. There were lowriders, road-race ready speedsters, and cars that simply showed off the care and finesse of the repair shop. People meandered from car to car, appreciating the details.

Paul and Reese were working at the barbecue, turning out food for the gathered guests. Reese was now six foot four, his meaty arms covered in tattoos depicting wolves and a full moon on his shoulder. His mouth was lost beneath the forest of red beard that covered his face, his long red hair braided back into a long flowing norse looking plait. He turned out burger after burger for the gathered masses. Paul turned out more exotic fare, allowing people to sample ostrich meat and lamb meat while regalling them with tales of his farm.

Levi roamed the lot, telling the visitors of the exciting histories of the cars, of their business, of all the services they offered while Rico moved more cars into position, showing them off. It was a beautiful sight, one that Shawn was looking at from inside the building. The windows had been painted with one way film, allowing them to see out but no one to see in. It was necessary given how often the "pit crew," as they called themselves, wolfed out or went at it. It also created a bit of a reflection, allowing Shawn to look at himself.

Over the course of the summer, Shawn had grown in every way. He was as tall as his brother, and while not quite as wide or thick with muscle, his beard had grown all the way down to his navel. His hair had lost all the curls, and he'd worked it up into a man bun on top and still long in the back and sides. New gold earrings dangled from his ears, and he'd started on his own tattoo sleeve, taking after his first convert, Reese.

Gavin walked over and reached down, running a clawed hand through Shawn's huge black beard. Shawn growled, showing off a bit of fang as he panted and his foot tapped the floor. Somehow having his beard pet made him feel as good as getting groped. Gavin leaned in to steal a close kiss, his lips working on his brother's for a moment before he finally broke it.

"You should be out enjoying the party." Gavin said.

"So should you." Shawn countered. Gavin grinned and nodded.

"You're right... The start of our new lives together. No college, just our pack, our love, our business, our future. I'm a lone wolf no longer. We should enjoy our victories together." Gavin said, stealing one last kiss from Shawn. They had come so far. They had moved out of their parents' house, they had helped the business to grow, and they had both turned more wolves. Their pack was growing, and they were basking in all the pleasures that being werewolves brought them. Life had so much promise, and it was all possible because they were together. Shawn grabbed onto Gavin's hand and moved with him. Gavin led the way to the door, swinging it open wide. Sunlight engulfed them as they stepped out into the larger world.