Chapter 41: Inquiring Minds

English Literature, Ridgecrest High School, Fallon Creek, Michigan...

The tapping of a pencil against the wooden surface of a desk had been the only sound aside from annoyed breaths and the constant ticking of the clock that had gotten Casey Peterson's attention as he sat at the desk in front of Rich Channon and attempted to concentrate on his schoolwork. It was the last class of the day and as usual the longest with everyone including the teacher Mr. Fowler watching the clock. Rick was as restless as always as he gripped his pencil to the point of snapping it just as the bell finally rang and everyone filed out of it. Casey had stopped by his locker where he'd been unceremoniously cornered by the blond girl Rachel and her group of friends that had taken an interest in him and Rick from the very beginning, they were plenty curious as to what the nature of their friendship had been.

Casey resisted the urge to roll his eyes as Rachel leaned against the other row of lockers with her arms folded across her chest.

"I hear Ricky's back on the basketball team and you've made the team too," she said wondering what it had been about the new arrival that seemed to make him capable of formerly impossible things as far as Alarick Channon had been concerned.

"That's news to me," said Casey stuffing his unwanted heavy books into his locker while he turned his attention to shoving his backpack closed.

"Hardly," replied Rachel still staring at him. "So what's your secret, you knew Rick from the city or what?"

Casey sighed not wishing to engage the nosey group of girls when he simply wanted to go home.

"I don't have time for this in case you haven't heard the bell already rang and school is over," he said moving passed them and making his way down the corridor toward the front entrance.

Rachel and her friends watched him in silence plotting to ambush him when school came back into session the next day.

Casey ignored them and made his way across the asphalt and parking lot toward the woods. He didn't see any sign of Rick, as the older boy had already cut across and ventured amid the trees as quickly as possible with the ringing of the bell. Casey knew his mother had not been of the mind to come and get him with Rick walking him to and from school in her place as it allowed for her to get to work much earlier.

Rick jumped out of the bushes as Casey came near him and pulled the startled and formerly annoyed younger boy into his arms as his lips crushed against his. Casey had been of the mind to protest but the kiss had taken his mind off being harrassed by Rachel and her gang. The boys collapsed onto the ground tossing their respective backpacks aside and wrestling with one another for a bit before Rick eventually pinned Casey to the ground and captured his lips in a heated kiss once more.

"Asshole," said Casey running his fingers through Rick's hair as he lied on his back and looked up at the older teen with a flicker of lust behind his blue eyes.

"Cock slut." countered Rick kissing him softly.

Casey let out a moan as he felt Rick's arousal taking form as he crushed his body beneath his.

"Mmmm." moaned Casey unable to hide his excitement from being around his lover.

Rick nuzzled the younger lad's neck taking in his familiar scent and lapping at the slick flesh.

"As nice as this is, I'm starving," said Casey meeting Rick's eyes.

Rick smirked and climbed off the younger teen and allowed him to get to his feet.

They collected their backpacks and continued their journey to Casey's house with plans to raid the kitchen the moment they got inside.

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The Kitchen, The Peterson Residence, Fallon Creek, Michigan...

The moment the two boys got inside, they tossed their bags onto the floor and began to strip out of their constricting attire. Casey had been fond of his basketball shorts and Rick was more partial to being naked but settled on wearing his boxer shorts for the time being as they moved about the kitchen collecting what looked good and stuffing their respective faces. They ventured into the living room and plopped down on the living room couch in front of the television like so many times before. Rick had taken the remote and was flipping through channels as Casey lay on the couch with his head resting against the older boy's thigh.

They had been a good deal comfortable alone in the house like before but Rick had been a welcome guest this time around.

"That girl Rachel came to see me with her friends again," said Casey looking at the television with disinterest.

"Of course she did," replied Rick leaning his head back against the couch.

"Is there some reason she's so interested in you?" asked Casey wanting to know why she'd taken to harassing him ever since they first met.

"What's there to know?" asked Rick with a sigh.

Casey turned to face Rick who looked down into his blue eyes.

"She and I use to fuck." said the older boy honestly. "I was her first too and a lot of the girls she hangs around had given me their v-cards by the time we made it to high school."

Casey had not been all that surprised but he didn't like her having shared Rick in the past.

"And you're telling me this now?" he asked sitting up and moving to the other end of the couch.

"It's not like I still fuck her," explained Rick annoyed, "We broke up years ago before you even got here."

"Does she know you're a werewolf?" asked Casey unsure if he wanted to know the answer to that.

"No" replied Rick still being honest about his past, "To tell you the truth my being a werewolf is the only reason I fucked her."

"And what about me?" asked Casey recalling how they had a similar situation. "Is being a werewolf the only reason you fuck me?"

Rick growled as he moved over toward Casey on the sofa fitting his body against the younger lads as he kissed his neck and bare chest.

"It's what opened my eyes to wanting you yes, but your tight pussy is why I love fucking you," he replied capturing his lips in a heated kiss before maneuvering to fit himself between the younger lad's thighs as he pulled down his basketball shorts and proceeded to lap at his slickness while his pink cock twitched in delight.

Casey moaned as he ran his fingers through Rick's hair and leaned back against the end of the sofa unable to ignore how much he loved Rick's tongue going inside him. He soon lost all thought of Rachel and her clique and lost himself in the sensation that was his boyfriend's talented mouth devouring him in one sitting as he moaned and thrust his body forward while Rick lapped at the slick wetness he caused and it oozed down his face causing it to glisten in the wake of his talented tongue getting the better of the mewling Casey.

Heavy breaths filled the living room as Casey whimpered with need as Rick continued to lap at his insides making his knees weak and his body shudder in the process. The explosive conclusion had only made Rick lick him all the more before he came up for air and captured Casey's lips in a heated kiss as he fished his hardened cock from his boxer shorts and lined it up via the younger lad's slick entrance.

"Let's get one thing straight, baby," said Rick his handsome face glistening due to Casey's wetness as he aimed his cock head at the slick folds before him. "I love pussy, especially hot wet pussy and you've got the hottest and the wettest in town."

He slowly thrust forward causing Casey to moan as he clung to him out of a need to feel his body close to him. Rick shifted his weight and pulled the younger teen onto his lap impaling him completely much to both of their delights. Casey kissed him again and again moaning with each thrust as Rick's powerful hands gripped his pale ass and he spread his legs wider as he kicked off his dangling basketball shorts.

Slowly, Casey began to ride him moaning all the while.

"Rachel's pussy isn't as tight as yours baby," groaned Rick as he continued to grip Casey's hips. "I fucked her hard in the boiler room at the school, she cried for weeks and then asked for more."

Casey moaned again seeing the image of Rick's enormous cock brutally pumping into the know-it-all, girl over and over again as it had him when the brutish werewolf first took him into the woods.

Rick captured Casey's lips again as they ended up rolling off the couch with Rick landing on the younger body who had not seemed to care what happened so long as the older teen's cock remained lodged inside his slick depths and pounded him as he wanted it to.

"Fuck..." hissed Casey thrusting his hips upward to meet Rick's pelvis.

"Fuck is right baby look what you do to Daddy making me hard with your sloppy wet pussy." growled Rick thrusting inside the younger lad.

Casey moaned as Rick's dirty talk filled his ears.

"I love you." he blurted unable to help himself as he whimpered for more.

"No you don't bitch" growled Rick still thrusting inside the younger teen. "You love Daddy's big dick."

Casey simply nodded as Rick continued to thrust him along the living room floor the television still playing in the background as the two teens continued to go at it like rabbits uncaged.

"Say it bitch." growled Rick as his lust began to take over. "Say you love Daddy's big dick."

Casey moaned then whimpered when Rick pulled out of him leaving him empty inside and longing to be filled.

"I want it..." moaned Casey as he reached for the older teen who had been so cruel when he wanted to be. "Please Rick, please give it to me."

"Say it bitch." demanded Rick his eyes shifting to the all too familiar golden yellow hue.

"I love Daddy's big werewolf dick." moaned Casey as Rick impaled him once more.

The older boy grunted as he pressed himself deeper inside Casey who was given to nothing less than pleasurable sensation as his pink cock bounced between their bellies and he felt the warm spurting of his cum coating them both in rapid succession.

Rick captured his lips in another heated kiss as he continued to pick up his pace as he continued to thrust into the moaning lad. His exposed pale ass rose and fell between Casey's wide-spread milky white tights. Casey continued to moan as Rick pumped into him his primal lust getting the better of him.

"Fuck...fuck...fuck...yes...that's right... fuck me with your big werewolf daddy dick." moaned Casey gripping Rick's back and digging his fingernails into his soft flesh.

Being called Daddy had been a turn-on for Rick in more ways than one as he picked up his pace and jolted the moaning lad along the living room floor before he felt the deep throbbing and Casey's insides clenched on his cock and Rick filled him with burst after burst of his hot release it came out gushing in the same familiar yellow hue as his eyes, but this time Casey didn't mind as he knew it was a part of Rick being a werewolf.

The older sweat-slick teen collapsed onto the floor beside him after withdrawing and rolled onto his back panting for breath as Casey slicked back his hair and did the same.