Seducing a Werewolf?
#1 of Trigger Series
The name's Trigger. If you're reading this, I should probably tell you what I'm doing and why I'm here.
First things first. The Grim Reapers or Reapers as they are better known by me, are an evil race of undead creatures with skeletal-like bodies. They wear ragged robes with hoods, upside down crosses on their necks, and a 666 label on their sleeves. Instead of carrying scythes, they have thorn-like blade's inside their arms. They also use advanced weapons and possess a devastating stare that can render any mortal insane with fear.
Their voices are flat and expressionless. They are very organized and extremely fast draws with their weapons, making them the most deadliest force in the universe.
They are cold, emotionless creatures...no fear...no remorse...and can feel no pain. They can't be bargained or reasoned with and they do whatever it takes to get the job done.
However, they are not free agents. They are usually under the control of an immortal like myself or a mortal with immense powers. There's always a few generals with them. They are larger then normal Reapers, twice their size with six arms...yeah, it's pretty unreal, I know.
So, in this case, there's an immortal in this dimension who has a thing for creating total chaos. If I don't find him soon, the world he's chosen to play his games on, will be reduced to an apocalyptic state for all eternity.
*Sigh* When I get rid of this guy, I'm definitely going on a vacation.....maybe.
Like the Reapers, I have blades in my arms and the same kind of stare that I use on anyone giving me a hard time with any of the questions I ask them. I've been in existence since the dawn of time...just like them.
What annoys me most is the Reapers have found a way to temporarily put me out of action with certain serums someone's developed for them and manages to keep them constantly supplied.. One of my 'to do' things is to find whoever it is and make them regret doing business with the Reapers......permanently.
Anyway, I've some special tricks that keeps me from being taken out. One of them is a very special device that I call the 'up-link'. It is many things; an inter-dimensional radar, map guide, armory, and hacking device. It is somehow permanently attached to my right arm and morphs out when I need it. If this thing or my arm got cut off, it would just grow back like every other cell in my body. It' also acts like a video recorder except, instead of linking to just cameras, it permits me to view what happens in all dimensions. It uses dimensional compressing technology to allow it to store all the weapons that I need at any time. I won't bore you with how it does that. It's way too complicated.
Thanks to this little baby, I can scan areas of interest at great distances. It works as an inter-dimensional radar. I can display any kind of life form.....well except the Reapers, they pretty much pop out of nowhere and just attack me. It's fucking annoying.
As for my appearance.....well that changes as I need it to but lately, I've been keeping this specific form because the chicks seem to think it's cute, females like cute. So what do I look like? A slim cat-like tiger, with stripes on my arms, sides, and back, and a black mask. I also wear a large sandy colored trench coat without a shirt (Oh yes I can just imagine what you're thinking) with the same colored baggy jeans along with black leather gloves that don't cover my fingers.
I don't know where I was born or created for. I don't even know what I really am but I do know that I used to be one of the Reapers but somewhere along the way I became an individual with a mind and emotions of my own. Because of that, I now can have fun with saving the universe and getting rid of the things that piss me off. Sometimes I take one for my own. That's if I had the Reapers, it looks stupid doing it all yourself... or is it?
I can easily say that I'm going to have a hell of a time here. This guy sure knows how to create a secret empire. I would just love to turn it to dust!
So enough of the background stuff.....my first lil' story begins here.
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It was early in the evening, way early actually. About seven thirty-nine local time. I'm in a dimension populated with anthropomorphic creatures.
I'm just outside a fair size city in a nearly deserted spot. I've planted my butt on a small hill behind some rocks, far enough away that the two wolves I'm spying on, can't see me. They are standing near the mouth of a small cave. I've got my Phase Sniper Rifle from my up-link and I'm using it to zoom in on these guys. I'm not here for target practice for cry'n out loud, just spying on them for personal reasons.
I need some tail! You heard me. Don't roll your eyes at me, everyone needs some now and then .......if you get my drift. I'm not picky about my partners, either sex is just fine for me. I've been around so long that I could screw just about anything and its been awhile since I've had the time to indulge! So I'm real horny right now! Besides, I'm bored! No Reapers to destroy here.
I lay across the rocks and spy on a pair of prospects. I don't see why the hell snipers complain so much. When it comes down to this, I really don't mind waiting, but I guess since I can't really die, I've gotten used to it. So I listen closely as they talk about their day and plans for the evening.
One of them was a caramel color, about a foot taller than me. His fur was shaggy and light. The other was two feet taller and larger with silky brown fur. They both had manes that went from their heads to their tails, like all werewolves do. They had ripped shorts on. Must've had their clothes ripped when they mutated. The brown burly one left the cave, carrying a bag. I didn't know where or why, but I didn't give a crap.
I put the rifle away in my up-link and stood up after one left and the other went back into the cave. I had made my choice and now I needed to move my ass so that I can follow him. I slipped down the hillside cautiously until I was near the mouth of the cave and peered inside.
I watched in fascination as this dude shrank in size and began to alter his appearance from werewolf to ordinary anthro-wolf. What a neat trick. Awesome!
When he stopped morphing, he was a bit slimmer, the mane was gone, his ears were smaller and his face was too. I wondered which form he prefered. As I watched, he took some clothes out of the bag and began to dress. Very quickly, he was soon wearing a white shirt, jeans, and black leather coat. It was a nice outfit and looked good on him but I've seen this show before and wanted to see his body more up close and personal very soon.
He made a move to leave and I wisely slipped out of view and waited. He stepped out of the cave and briskly walked down a pathway toward the city. Using all the available cover around me, I followed him. The walk wasn't long and soon we reached the edge where streets started.
Now I had to keep a more distant space between us in case he realized he was being followed. Now, that may look decent and cool, but I've seen it too much to be impressed, and the only time I'll start ogling over his body is when I get close enough.
As he walked, I saw a club not far ahead of him. Within moments, I discovered this was his destination. When he reached the door, I saw two guys, apparently security, let him through after he said something. One was a doberman, the other a husky. Thankfully, I was dressed appropriately, but I might need cash. That's not a problem though, so the only other thing is I hope they take bribes.
I pause a moment and make like I'm looking at my watch but actually I'm calling my up-link. As it formed from my arm, I kept on eye out for anyone looking my way and when no one was, I pulled the currency used on this world from it. Hey, you thought it was only for weapons? I can get anything I want or need from it. Finished, the uplink vanished back into my arm and I pulled my sleeve down.
Ready as I'll ever be, I moseyed up to the same door my target went through. The security guys gave me the once over before one of them spoke. Probably checking me over for weapons and maybe distracted by my bare chest.
"Hey guys." I said, trying for casual and smooth.
"You invited here, little man?" The Doberman asked.
"No, just here for a visit, I've got cash if you want." I answered, shrugging.
They looked at each other for a moment then the husky said, "Okay, sure, but don't cause any trouble, or your ass is grass. Got it?"
"Yeah, yeah, I got it!" I said as they opened the door and I went in, a tad forcefully I might add
Once in this big club, I saw the usual, bodies grooving with the music, flashing lights, and a bar in the corner. I couldn't see where that wolf was yet, so I just went over to the bar and stayed put. And no, I don't like dancing!
I can see it's a mixed sex bar and though I really didn't care one way or another, it was nice to see some females as well even though I was hunting male at the moment, specifically the nice one I'd been following.
Far be it from me liking dudes as well as chicks, but I dont think its fair for the ones that always take it, I mean come on! Getting down on your knees once in a while is nice, but if you think your going to take it up the butt all the time, your going to get blue balls!
Ahem, anyway.....
And there he was, coming up to the counter, thankfully with no one else, and a nice smirk on his face. Hell he just plopped down right beside me, damn! I was afraid he would be firmly het.
"Hey." I say, deliberately showing off my bare chest.
"Hey." He said. "How's the party?"
"Kinda dull, seeing as I don't have anyone to enjoy it with, plus I don't like dancing." I answer.
"Dateless huh? Damn, it's the same here. I'm just happy cuz' it's the weekend, and I don't have to work. Don't get me wrong, it's a great job with fantastic pay but damn its hard. " He said idly.
"Same here." I lied through my teeth...sort of. What? Fun or no fun, this is still a pretty thankless life you know.
"Really, what kind of job you do?" He asked, curiously.
I froze a moment as I tried to hurriedly come up with one...... 'Prostitute? Fuck no! Assassin? Err... Oh, got one!'
"I'm in construction, its tough really." I said, lying again.
"Yeah, I know what you mean, that stuff's hard work." He chuckled.
I nodded and shrugged. The conversation lagged a bit while he ordered his drink, a gin with no ice, then sat staring ahead. I sigh inwardly, looks like I have to be the one to get the ball rolling and I really didn't want to waste anymore of the evening.
"Well, seeing as how we're both dateless, hows about we change that, I know I'm horny tonight." I said rather boldly stated.
He had just gotten his drink and had taken a healthy swallow when I made my statement. He nearly choked on it. He turned and stared at me in disbelief. I just stared back easily waiting to see if he was up for some 'male meat' tonight, either mutual frot or wanting a fuck, or he'd rather have a fem.
After recovering from his shock at my boldness, he licked his lips, which made me grin roguishly.....it meant he'd made the choice of putting me in a bed.
"Hmm, you know, you do look fuckable and I could use one myself." He said. Then came that oh-so-overused line. "My place, yours....or try one of the bedrooms in the club?" He asked.
Well, that was a bit different..
"The third one. I didn't know clubs had their own 'play' rooms." I answered with a wink.
The wolf stood. "Well, they do here. I guess you're not from around here?" He asked casually.
"Not even close. By the way, what's your name?" I asked, taking a sip out of the wolf's glass, tasting the saliva on the rim. Yeah, I know, I'm a real pervert.
"Spencer, but you can call me Spence. And yours?" He asked, eyeing me hungrily.
"Max." I told him, lying, of course.
He finished his drink and, with me following, headed to the back of the club. Just past the dance floor, he pushed opened a door that led to a hallway of doors. Little signs on the doors indicated whether the room was occupied or not. We walked down a piece before finally come upon a vacant one. Grinning back me, my 'date' opened the door and stepped in.
As I step in after him, I halted. Man was I surprised! You should've seen it, that damn place looked like it was tended by maids! The bed had decent looking pillows, blue sheets and blue blankets, the curtains were black, which is perfect for dudes who could just kill to sleep in, and I've done that, seriously.
I took a seat on the bed as I turned on the lamp, which was the kind that had a shade on it, and watched the big guy close the door and turn a knob which apparently put up the occupied sign then began to undress while staring at me, with a lustful look on his face.
I stared at a nice set of abs, beautiful pecs and well-toned arms as he began his strip tease. Suddenly, he paused and gave me a sultry look, asking, "Would you like to do the honors?" A dirty tone lacing his voice.
I smirked and took off my trench coat. Alright, I know this is a bad time, but I have to say, I'm not at all worried about catching 'the bug' or STDs for you normal folk. Like I said before, any cell of my body will heal right up, besides the pain, so you can guess what replaceable item I'll be cutting off if something's not right in the morning.
Anyway.....
My hands go out to pull down the dude's zipper, and, let me tell you, this is the finest part, taking someone else's clothes off. When the ripped underwear was pulled down, I dipped a finger into his sheath, a trick I learned years ago, and man, what a nice half erect penis was waving in my face, dark pink with a red head, and a few veins, where many more might show when he was fully erect. Thankfully, I was able to hold back from swallowing it right then and there.
However, I did move closer and brushed my cheek over the semi-smooth skin until it hardened like a rock. I like doing that, it makes me feel....cute, there's really not another word for it.
The wolf brought my head up for a not-so-passionate kiss. Once he broke off, he stepped back and, well, started increasing in size. A massive grin popped on my face. He grew tall enough that my nose would probably be at the level of his chest, and all that extra silky fur returned. Fortunately, his cock was still at my level.
"Werewolf huh? Didn't think you could change at will." I said idly as I licked my lips.
"I'm not the kind of werewolf from 'fairy tales'." He snickered.
Hmm, seems they don't mind telling people what they really are. From my position on the bed, I watched hungrily as his cock increased its size impressively. He was already seven inches long, now he was getting way longer, up to nine and a half, and three inches in diameter. Once it finely stopped, I readied myself.
"I'm guessing you're in the mood to give a blow job?" He asked, still smirking.
I just grinned back wickedly and watched that big cock come closer to my face. I traced my fingers across the heated skin, not touching the glands, but the base and sheath were safe. It was rather unusual that it didn't have a knot like canines usually do, nor was it fleshy looking either. I wouldn't want to suck a dick that looked like jello, and I have seen others before this guy, but don't ask me, that's for way later.
I marveled at how it folded over the head and rolled the well-hung sack in my other hand. They were at least the size of kiwis. I brought my lips up and ran them over the urethral cord to the tip. It was nice and dry now, giving it that silky feeling that always made me want to do it more. I gave it a slight bit of suction and brought it into my mouth a little ways. The entire time I heard him groan and moan. I enjoyed every second of it.
I nursed his cock for a minute or two, letting my lips spread out, I started going down on him. My jaw was stretching wide to accommodate the pulsing mass. Damn that felt good, barely having enough room to lick and nibble, but it wasn't like my jaw was about to break! I sucked softly, loving the feel. When I looked up, he was already panting.
I loved how it felt and the fact it was beating with his heart, made my own member twitch. I took his pole out of my mouth, moaning purposely as I licked the tip and wrapped it around his sack, taking in one testical at a time. By the time I pull off them, they were dripping wet and nice and loose. I bit down on the glands to add a little pain into the mix then I took him back in, his taste was quite decent.
I ran my hands over his tight, hot butt cheeks, the other thing I wanted, the first thing I wanted tonight actually, but you know.....I got carried away.
I suck nice and hard, surprisingly pulling the skin over the tip, and I took him down into my throat, all the while I slip my finger into his furless pucker. I could hear sounds that don't normally come from dudes. I could taste the pre-ejaculation fluid that leaked from his cock, and licked it clean without taking it from my mouth. It wasn't the best tasting cum in the world though.
Too soon, I hear that first grunt, that pure indication of how close he is. I thrust my finger in and out faster than my head moves. I can feel it, his balls tightening, his breath quivering, his cock throbbing, my cock throbbing. I brought him all the way into my throat, to avoid any more nasty seed taste, and swallowed, sucked, and thrust my fingers. He came, HARD. His grunts were high pitched and his claws dug into my shoulders, deep.
When the flow down my throat stopped, he almost collapsed on top of me as it was, he stood swaying on his feet. I drew him out and licked my lips again. Now it's time for the part we've been waiting for. He was pretty damn weak from that powerful orgasm, so the pinning might not be that hard.
I got up and leaned up for a kiss, loving that weak moan from him when I drew back, then I pushed him towards the bed. He fell like a tree, face first. For everyone out there, this is pretty much house rules to me when it comes down to going at it with another male. If you blow em' you get to ride him later and/or vice versa, this way, we both get our dicks wet, and it's not bad either way.....unless you've heard of frot.
I run my hands down his back over those gluts, hmmm he feels yummy. I can hardly wait. I strip my clothing off then climb on the bed. I straddle his thighs and give him a massage then push back over his legs to give his butt more attention to prep him for what was to come.
For those that are really in the mood for what I'm packing, I'm a good seven inches, not the thickest meat but I have a nice set of smooth barbs in between and around the glands, like a sex toy. And heavy nuts, skin and sheath like Spence but with a little extra skin on the underside attached into my sheath, it's a little weird I know, but it feels awesome.
I rub my erection on his cheeks as I pick into my pockets and pull out a rubber...what? It's another dude's ass, virginal no less but virgin or well used I won't go bare-back and, yeah, I could tell he was a virgin. It's for our protection but espesially mine! I slip the rubber on, and, by the time he's recovered from his endorphin high, he's realized I'm naked and ready when he feels my penis against his thigh. Hey! I rhymed.
He flipped around then took my arms and flipped us both. I grinned up at him, challenging him with my gaze then I wrapped my legs around his waist and flipped us back with me on top facing him.
"What's up? You didn't think a dude like me could top you? Well don't worry, its like when my finger was in there." I assured him.
He paused a long moment. I could sorta understand that, after all, it was a major decision to let a stranger take your virginity. Finally, he sighed and said, "Mmmm... Okay, go for it then." I moved off him and he rolled over to his paws and knees and raised his tail.
Glad he had capitulated without a fuss, so I prepped him again, playing with his cock and balls to get him in the mood again. When I felt he was ready, I slipped the tip of my penis past that tight ring then halted, allowing him to adjust to me. I was gentle and, for once, patient. Spitting on my cock for lubracation, it took about five minutes to finally be able to slide the rest of the way in. I hum in pleasure. It's warm inside and feels really comfy as his muscles squeeze me tight. Slowly I begin to thrust in and out, caressing his back while I do so.
"Nnnn....haven't really taken it up the butt, have you?" I ask.
He grunted and answered, "No, and especially not by a little guy like you."
I chuckled. "Well, first time for everything and this is a nice butt you got here."
I told him what 'my house rules' were, and he chuckled hard, even as I screwed him. I brought his hips up higher so I could thrust deeper and dug my fingers into his hips. I was deep enough now that our scrotums touched each time I came down.
I huffed warm air across his shoulders making him shiver. He moaned and thrust back against me, showing just how much he was really getting into it. Adding to his pleasure, I reached for his chest and began to tweak his nipples.
I look over his side, and I love what I'm seeing. His dick bobs and wiggles with our movement. It has a nice thick rope of seed hanging on it. I shiver and go from thrusting to ramming. Let me tell you right here that my orgasm is far different than any other male when I let it build. It's always intense when that happens and I can last up to over three hours if I hold back. But I'm tired and he looks close already.
"Mnnn. Reach around?" I ask.
He could only nod.
I grip his length and pump it firmly. That did it for him as he arched his back and roared, pouring his seed on my hand and the sheets.
As for me, I'm just panting. I could feel the power building in me. It's a good extra half hour before I finally let go and he's releases with me. I'm practically roaring through grit teeth.
We quiver together for a whole minute before our bodies collapse to the bed. I lay there waiting for my cock to shrink before I finally pull out of him, holding the condom carefully. I back up and turn away so that he doesn't see that my semen is black and not white. That has a tendency to freak people out.
I slip the condom off discretely. My semen is capable of taking over someone's body and causing them to be under my will but I'm not in the mood tonight. Luckily, I can't get anyone preggy. I toss the condom into the trash can. My sex partner has rolled over onto his back while I was cleaning up. I climbed back on and rest my head on his chest, quickly falling asleep.
This lil' story's not over by a long-shot, there's way more ahead.