Chapter 56: Caught In The ActCasey's Bedroom, The Peterson Residence, Fallon Creek, Michigan... Creaking from the bedsprings and the headboard hitting the wall in the wake of Rick's timely thrust had been the only other sound aside from labored breaths and Casey's moans that filled the room. They had not been bothered to listen for the arrival of Casey's mother as the intensity of their latest sexual escapade had taken both their minds and urgency at the moment. Rick had been lost to his primal desires thrusting his cock in and out of the tight warmth Casey's body provided as he bounced up and down while straddling him. Rick's rough hands gripped the younger boy's pale ass and hips as he sought more and more leverage to sate his needs. Casey moaned and ran his fingers along Rick's well-toned chest and abs lingering a bit at his abs as he rode him in earnest loving the feeling of being stuffed full and the battering that had been going in within him. His own cock bounced against
Chapter 57: The Strangest Of BedfellowsCasey's Bedroom, The Peterson Residence, Fallon Creek, Michigan... Golden rays from the bright morning sun greeted the slumbering Casey Peterson in the worst way as he found his sleep shattered due to the bright light and rolled onto his side to escape the far-reaching glow. It had been to no avail as the call of nature soon got the better of his need for sleep and he sat up in bed. His body felt a bit heavy and his sex ached from the brutal pounding Rick had given him at his behest in the wake of his mother finding them in bed together. She had been horrified to see them humping like rabbits and had taken off downstairs. A flood of embarrassment had returned along with the horrid memory as Casey moved about the cold floor and toward the bedroom door in a bid to reach the bathroom. He had been halfway toward the bathroom when he noticed that the morning chill had been more biting than usual and looked down to see his own pink cock recoil
Chapter 58: Blood Of BloodThe Deep Woods, Fallon Creek, Michigan... Alarick Michael Channon found himself being thrown into a heavy cage on the outskirts of some hick farm amid the trees of the forest that surrounded Fallon Creek. He felt hot all over as if his body had been engulfed in an invisible flame that just wouldn't end. He sweated profusely and the coppery taste of blood filled his mouth as he railed against the cage and the older brute who had brought him to this eerie place. The old man seemed unbothered as he sat in a lawn chair and popped the top on a freshly chilled beer can he'd dug out of a cooler beside him. He sat looking about the woods as if they had been his backyard and sipped his beer with ease. Rick had despised the older heavy-set man with broad shoulders and a very odd expression behind his deep hazel eyes. He seemed to be quite comfortable out in the woods and well-stocked as he sat with his feet kicked up sipping his beer and glaring at the caged na
Chapter 59: The Strengthening Of A BondThe Peterson Residence, Fallon Creek, Michigan... Casey Allen Peterson had been frantic in his one-man search for Rick Channon after the hazel-eyed brute of a man suddenly appeared and took him away. He had not gotten a wink of sleep following the day Rick disappeared and it was a good thing they had been on a three-day weekend from school otherwise it would have truly been a problem. Casey had rushed to get dressed and scrambled out the door in search of his missing lover only to find little to nothing about Rick's whereabouts. Casey did his best to keep himself composed as the urge to look for Rick continued to grow but he had not the faintest idea of how to go about it. The brute had taken him so fast that Casey hardly had any time to breathe as he collapsed onto the ground feeling the sudden onset of agony that seemed to come from out of nowhere. He didn't like being separated from Rick any more than Rick liked being separated from him
Chapter 60: A Wolfish Delirium Casey's Bedroom, The Peterson Residence, Fallon Creek, Michigan... Feverish and disoriented the blue eyes of the ailing lad Casey Allen Peterson met those of the concerned dark eyes of Alarick Michael Channon as the older lad attempted to keep the ailing Casey in bed despite the now naked and shivering lad trying his best to reach out to him. He barely heard the muffled sounds of his mother's concerned voice and Rick's hardly concealed annoyed aggression as they both seemed to pace the floor and bicker as to what had happened to Casey since the morning she'd gone to work since the night she discovered them having sex in his bedroom. Rick had explained that some strange man had attacked them and Casey found him to assist when the strange man took him into the woods. He left out the part about being a werewolf and that Casey due to having been directly exposed to his blood and that of the brute that sired him, could be in the beginning stages of beco
Chapter 61: Unfettered DesireCasey's Bedroom, The Peterson Residence, Fallon Creek, Michigan... Blue eyes opened to the familiar setting of the bedroom Casey had chosen upon his arrival at the new house in Fallon, Creek. The lad Casey Allen Peterson seemed to have been no worse for wear as he sat up in bed shirtless and with an aching hard-on as he noted the rather interesting changes around and in him in terms of his now skyrocketing libido and an acute sense of smell. His ears perked and he could hear things that he otherwise would never have paid any attention to like the buzzing of bees in the backyard or the squeaking sound a bed makes when two people are in the throes of a heated sex romp. His formerly average eyesight had been a thousand times better as he found himself reading the small print of a poster across his room with ease as if the letters were printed in large font. Casey's excitement had not come at a cost though as he worried that he'd been changed so complete
Chapter 62: The Chaotic Nature Of Mutual LustCasey's Bedroom, The Peterson Residence, Fallon Creek, Michigan... Moans once more filled Casey Peterson's bedroom but they had not been due to the fever-induced pain that once plagued him as he found himself given to the sensation of increasing pleasure while slowly riding his older lover's massive cock and running his fingers along his bare chest. While Rick had never been one for sentiment, he had wondered if Casey was truly alright after the events with the strange older werewolf and the mingling of their blood causing him to become infected with the same disease. Casey appeared to be no worse for wear inside and out as he seemed intent on sating his lust for the brooding older teen. The younger lad hissed as he slowly bounced up and down on the thick hard pole of flesh as his moans filled his bedroom growing more frequent as the pleasure seemed to increase. Rick thrust upward gritting his teeth and giving in to the primal need t
Chapter 63: Soap, Suds, And StudsCasey's Bedroom, The Peterson Residence, Fallon Creek, Michigan... Panting and covered with sweat from their act, both Casey Allen Peterson and Alarick Michael Channon lay on the floor looking up at the ceiling as naked as the day they were born still reeling from the afterglow of their latest coupling session in the wake of Casey opening his eyes and returning to the land of the living. Rick rolled onto his side and began kissing Casey's lips and chest as the younger lad lay on his back running his fingers through his older lover's messy wet hair and basking in the sensation of having had him again. The altercation with the older werewolf in the woods had left a lot to be desired and for the most part, Casey had come out of it relatively unscathed but he was still terrified of what the brute could do to them and to Rick of course. Rick kissed Casey's lips once more taking in his scent and noting that he'd once more been aroused by him. Casey si