The Wolf in Him in Me
This one's loosely based on one of my favourite porno movies, with a furry element and a couple of my own personal kinks thrown in. Hope you enjoy - all comments welcome!
Taylor had moved into the foster home a few weeks previously and I couldn't believe my luck. The last guy I'd shared the home with had been to total asshole and I was relieved when he was sent back to juvie. As it happened, Taylor had just come out. He wouldn't say what he'd been in for, but it's not really something you talk about in this situation. You could tell by looking at him that he'd had a hard early few years, but maybe he'd turn things around now. As soon as he arrived, I'd been totally in love with him. His body was a vision of perfection and his bad-boy attitude made my pants tent every time he looked at me. I decided that today would be the day I'd try to really bond with him. He'd been cold towards me since arriving, but if we were going to live in the same house, he'd have to open up eventually. I didn't expect to get anything close to what I wanted from him, but just to be able to have a decent conversation from such a stud would do. My right hand could do the rest. I heard the telltale sound of his skateboard roll down past my window and to the back door. I decided to try to be a bit nonchelant and not rush out to meet him, so I gave it a couple of minutes before going to meet him. The tap ran and I heard him chugging a glass of water. Not surprising - it was baking hot today and he'd been at the skate park for at least a couple of hours. Figuring I'd left it long enough, I sauntered out of my room and round the end of the wall into the kitchen. The sight of him standing in front of the sink, glistening in sweat stopped me in my tracks and made my cock instantly stir. "Holy fuck," I breathed to myself, "I can't talk to him while he's looking that hot - I'll cum in my boxers instantly." Stepping back behind the wall, I leant my head back and sighed. I was such a wuss, if I couldn't even talk to a guy I wanted, how was I ever meant to get laid by anyone! Ever! The terror or perpetual virginity spurred me into action and I stood up straight, took a deep breath and stepped back around the corner. *Crash*I ploughed straight into the rock hard wall of Taylor's chest as he was rounding the wall in the opposite direction. His glass of water caught between us and emptied itself all over his vest. "What the fuck?!" he shouted, "you fucking little idiot!"I couldn't believe it. I wanted to just talk to the guy and I'd soaked and enraged him. "Fucking hell, I'm drenched," he complained, vest sticking to his chest and going almost completed see through."Shit," he sighed and pulled his vest up, peeling off his abs, up his chest and over his head. For the first time, I had the chance to fully drink in his beautiful form.
His dark hair was cropped short, framing his ice blue eyes. Thin lips sat inside a chiselled jaw, leading down to his thick neck. His shoulders were broad and ridged with muscle. Pecs like marble slabs and the tightest, most perfectly formed 8 pack I've ever seen, tantalising pointing down below his low slung baggy jeans. His arms were a picture of manliness, a sleeve of tatts down one, with half a doven wristbands, the other sporting a chunky, black G-Shock watch. I suddenly realised I'd spent far too long checking him as when I looked up and saw a look of thunder on his face. "What's wrong - see something you like?""Shit no, I mean, sorry. I wasn't looking where I was going," I stammered."You were looking somewhere," he smirked, smugly, his hand gently sliding over his abs, spreading the water which made all his muscles glisten."You want some of this?" He stepped forward towards me, menacingly. I stepped back, hitting the wall behind. Trying to duck to one side, I was stopped my his tatted arm blocking my path, right in front of my face. I was sure he was about to beat the shit out of me as he grabbed my chin and lifted my face to meet his gaze. I was straining on my tip toes. At 19, he was a year older than me, and at least a foot taller. Mockingly, he leaned in as if to kiss me, "You want me, kid?" he breathed into my mouth. There was nothing I could do to hide my fear. Yes, I wanted him more than I'd wanted anything before, but he'd never let me touch him. I could smell his sweat as he pushed his dripping torso against me, pinning me to the wall. My eyes widened as I felt a bulge in his crotch pressing into mine. "I- I- please, don't..." I rasped through the hand on my neck. He laughed gently, and grazed my lips with his before summarily releasing my face and moving his hand to my shoulder and spinning us both round so that his back on was on the wall and I was facing him, frozen to the spot. In a single powerful movement, far more than I couldn't hoped to resist, he pushed down on my shoulder, bringing me to my knees so that the bulging crotch of his jeans was right in front of my face. "Get to work," he ordered, a hand on the top of my head. Still convinced this was some sort of trick and I was about to get beaten to a pulp, I decided that it was too good a chacne to waste. Here was this Godlike, tatted, bad-attitude skater boy seemingly telling me to suck his cock. I gazed up and the rippes of muscles, then did as I was told. Like a staving man given a steak, I grabbed at his black studded belt, undoing it and ripping it off in world record time. Momentarily, I fumbled with his jeans, before relasing his bulge from it's baggy demin cucoon. As his jeans fell, I stopped dead, my mouth hanging open. He wasn't wearing any underwear and where I'd expected to see a decent sized pale cock, instead was
a massive, red, pointed and veiny canine penis. "What... the... fuck," I breathed, fixated. "Oh, yeah, I should probably mention," he rumbled above me, "I'm a werewolf."My gaze flashed upwards to see his eyes turning bright yellow and his teeth grown into pointed fangs."That's... not... possible," I stuttered. "Werewolves aren't real...""Take one look at that cock and tell me I'm not real," he growled through his fangs, "now get to work!"Real menage encased the last sentense. I stared again at the dog penis in front of me. It was clearly real, pulsing gently, dripping pre from the pointed tip, a knot starting to form at the base. Carefully, I reached up and took it in my hand. It was burning hot and twitched as I gently slid my hand up and down its 10 inches. "Fuck's sake," he huffed from above, grabbed the back of my head and slammed his cock into my mouth. My virgin throat instandly gagged on the enormous length invading so unceremoniously. "Yeeeeeah," he sighed, "that's the shit."I pulled my head back and snatched a breath before he took my mouth again, this time blugeoning straight past my gag reflex. Holding me there with both hands, there was nothing I could do besides try to get used to the new feeling before he started to fuck my face. Roughly, he pulled his hips back and pumped forwards releatedly as I tried to suck and slurp and work his cock as much as I could with my tonge, but such was the force he was using, mostly all I acheived was milking dozens of shots of from him. It ran down into my stomach, out of the corners of my mouth and down my chin, making lewd, wet sounds in the process, soaking my shirt. As quickly as he'd invaded my mouth, the enormous cock was gone again, and I was lifted to my feet by a strong, clawed hand. For the first time, I was face to face with the wolf. He was mostly human, beautiful torso unchanged, the only differences being cold yellow eyes, fangs, inch long claws and that magnificent dick. He clasped his lips onto mine and stuck his tonge deep into my mouth, exploring every inch and tasting his own pre as I hung in front of him, helpless. Panting, he broke off the violent kiss, toothy grin over his face and with a single swift movement, tore my shirt in half with his claws, exposing my average 16 year old body. "Take off your pants," he commanded. I nervously started to unbutton and drop my jeans and boxers."I - I'm a virgin," I said, embarassed, "I don't know if that will fit.""Ooh, don't worry, it'll fit," he smiled down at me, filty look on his face. The second I was naked, he lifted me, effortlessly off my feet, and stepped over to the dining table, dumping me on my back. Legs over the edge. My cock stood proud, untouched, aching with sexual tension.He grabbed my ankles and threw them up and over his shoulders, exposing my ass to the
oncoming meat. It was all happening so quickly, I didn't have time to protest - I didn't even have time to work out if I wanted to!He leant over me, one hand either side of my head. Bracing myself, I wrapped one hand around each of his wrists, feeling his wristbands and huge watch under my palms. Before I had a chance to get comfortable, the sharp tip of his cock was aginst my hole. In a sudden, mighty, unyielding motion, Taylor thrust 6 inches of meat into me. My back arched, his cock battered into my prostate, agony pierced through me, I screamed, my prostate sent a shot of pleaure through me and my own member exoloded in a gush of pleaure and fear and pain. I felt my ass spasaming around the wolf meat as 8 or 9 shots of cum fired across my chest, up onto my open mouth and pooled on my stomach. "Fuck, oh God, oh fuck," I yelled, unable to control myself. Taylor grinned through his fangs again and locked lips with me, tasting my cum as he buried the rest of his cock in me. His balls slapped agains mine as my grip around his wrists tightened. I screamed into the kiss as he slowly withdrew his cock. "You like..?" he sneered."Oh fuck yeah," I breathed, as the power of the pleasure outwieghed the pain, "Fuck me, Taylor.""My name is Lycas," he growled, slamming his dick back in to the hilt. I arched my back again, my prostate getting the beating of its life, my cock already hard again. I pushed back as best I could from my compromised position, desperate for more of the hot lupine meat. Lycas took the hint and started a hard, rhythmic pounding motion, kissing my mouth, licking my neck and nibbling my shoulder.I lost track of time as the fucking continued, moaning sluttily, touching him all over, enjoying he muscular tension in his tatted arms, running my fingers over his washboard abs and digging my nails into his rippling back."Take me," I breathed, "make me a wolf. I want you, I want to be like you..."He slowed the assualt on my rear slightly."Don't ask me for this. Not while you're not thinking straight. It's taking all my control not to turn you right now.""Please," I looked deep into his yellow eyes, "I want you to be my alpha, I need to be as you are..."He slid his cock into me slowly, groaning at the slow sensations my clenching ass elicited in him. His knot butted against me. I as far inside him as I could, out of my mind with lust and pushed myself down onto his knot. With a squelch and a pop and a grimace from me, the fist sized not disappeared into my ass for the first time. "Shiiiiiittt..." he breathed down at me, "OK, you've convinced me."Pinning me to the table, he pulled back, hard, popping his knot back out of me. "I'm gonna have to bite you, and it's gonna hurt," "Anything, I don't care, I want it. I want you," I heard myself say. He picked me up around
the waist again and threw me onto the carpet. I skidded to a halt on all fours and, instantly knowing what to do, I presented my ass to him. He pounced on me, landing atop me and hilting himself past the knot in one fluid motion.Viciously, he pounded my rear, knotfucking me with all his superhuman power. I bucked and writhed beneath him as I felt his mouth close around my shoulder.He pulled out to the very tip and, in perfect unison, slammed his knot into me and sank his teeth into my shoulder. The extremity of the pleasure pain took my breath away. I screamed at the top of my lungs as I felt the venom course through my veins. Instinctively, I pushed back and bucked my hips into his cock, fucking him right back. As his teeth left my flesh, he spun me over onto my back, wlaking on his knees up my body until his cock was over my face. Dropping all his weight onto me, he sank his dick, knot deep, into my mouth. I gagged again, feeling the strength of the wolf venom starting to empower me, I sucked and licked frantically, my hands scratching and clawing at his beautiful, glistening body. I felt all his muscles tense in unison and his cock pulse as the through his head back and let out and ear shattering roar. His knot almost broke my jaw, the first shot of wolf seed shooting into directly into my throat before he pulled it out and unleashed four more colossal gushes into my mouth. I swallowed and ate all I could, his might meat still pumping rope after rope across my face, drenching me completely. Swallowing the last of the seed that I could, he leant down as licked the remainder from my cheeks and chin, cleaning me. I panted, exhausted and raised my hands to my face, to see my new claws, only to be met with human hands. Seeing the look of disappointment, he rubbed my chest with his strong hand. "You won't change until your first full moon in four days. That's the only time we change fully, this," he motioned to his dripping, perfect body, "isn't all you get from a werewolf.""I'll take you to the forest to meet the rest of the pack. I think you'll like them, by newest little Beta."