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 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 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

Chapter 65: Something Like An UnderstandingThe Kitchen, The Peterson Residence, Fallon Creek, Michigan... Still riding high off their well-executed practice, Casey and Rick entered the kitchen of Casey's home taking note of the well-prepared diner courtesy of Helen Peterson who had been simply putting the finishing touches on the meal as Rick ventured toward the stove. He had loved Mrs. Peterson's cooking even more than his Aunt Dee's and it showed in how willing he was to risk being smacked across the back of the head for sticking his wolfish nose into her pots and pans. Casey had not spoken to his mother directly since the unfortunate incident when found herself walking in on him and Rick having sex in his bedroom. The younger lad's pale face had turned red when he recalled not at all being willing to stop once she had seen him.Rick smirked when Helen Peterson smacked him on the back of the head for sticking his nose into her pots, his eagerness for dinner had revealed she'd b

Chapter 67: All In Good Fun The Boy's Lockerroom, Ridgecrest High School, Fallon Creek, Michigan... Rick Channon had been all smiles and energy when he entered the locker room half-naked thanks to the towel he had wrapped around his waist and strutting about like he owned the place. Casey did his best to ignore him as he took off his sweat-soaked practice jersey and opted to grab his body wash for the shower ahead. Rick was having a good time terrorizing the locker room as he opted to smack anyone in his bath across the ass with a towel he turned into a makeshift whip. Carl had been his first victim as he stood dripping wet from his shower, his rather well-toned and firm arse cheeks glistening from the water after Rick skillfully removed his towel and smacked him on the ass with it. Carl attempted to catch him but settled for using his hands to badly conceal his rather impressive dark cock as he glared daggers at Rick who laughed at his expense. Casey had known all too well w