Chapter 83: Wolf Stuff

The Open Woods, Fallon Creek, Michigan...

The place Rick had elected to take Casey that morning had not been much to look at, aside from being an abandoned cabin with tossed-about furniture and sofa cushions and a few wrappers from various candy bars and empty bottles of both booze and soda that littered the ground amid the looming trees that still cast a shadow over them in the light of day. Casey had not thought much about being a werewolf, although he feared turning into one at school and in front of his mother. It had been difficult enough with her knowing that he had an active sex life that included riding the cock of another boy, let alone that he also had a thing for the school slut and had been infected with Lycanthropy due to said boyfriend.

Casey was only slightly amused at how his mother finding out he'd been infected would go over as she insisted he use condoms with Rick calling him both handsome and dirty in the same breath. She had been right to worry, of course, Rick wasn't exactly prone to using protection but given his size and the fact that he was immune to diseases, he more or less avoided rubbers.

For his part, Casey had been much too caught up in recalling all of the nasty things he and Rick had done to truly pay attention to the fact that the older brooding teen had stripped down to nothing and stood before him with his massive cock waving amid the cool air.

"Rick?" began Casey in disbelief.

Rick smirked at him.

"You wanna rip your clothes during the transformation?" he asked with an arched brow. "Because I sure as hell don't."

Casey rolled his eyes again as he began to get undressed.

The younger lad had not been too keen on leaving his clothes out in the open but he had little choice in the matter as Rick watched him, his chaotic dark eyes smoldering as he took in the sight of his cold pale body.

"I'm freezing my balls off out here," growled Casey shivering.

"Big deal my incredibly large dick's been out for longer and you don't see me crying like a little bitch." growled Rick as he approached Casey as if at a run before suddenly shifting into what looked like an enormous black dire wolf on sight.

The sight of Rick's sudden shift caught Casey by surprise and he fell backward onto his arse amid the cold hard ground as Rick swiftly shifted back in a bid to laugh at him in human form. He pounced onto the naked younger lad pinning him to the ground as he towered above him.

Casey let out a low moan as his rapidly aroused cock came into contact with Rick's enormous appendage. Rick growled and kissed his neck briefly taking in his scent and closing his eyes. As much as he wanted to shove his way home and pound the wanton lad into the dirt and grass, sex had not been his goal despite their being naked.

Rick could hear the rapid beating of Casey's heart and smirked knowing that his excitement had been the means of initiating his transformation of sorts due to him being a whelp in the blood.

"Think beyond your dick and mine and hear that rumble going right through the heart of you, that primal beating just waiting to get past the fleshy prison and run wild," said Rick with his chaotic dark eyes blazing with heat, Casey gasped still reeling from his arousal. "Listen to the wolf inside, he'll let you know what it wants and just how to reach it all you have to do is focus on the growls."

Casey's eyes shifted as his cock pulsed and his breath became labored an image of something within had caught his attention as the rapid beating of his heart increased.

He was a bit terrified of the creature as it howled and snarled inside his mind but Rick's body being so close to his enabled his desire for the older boy to override his fear of the wolf that dwelled inside him. He became all the more excited as his beast blood began to boil in his veins and his body began to shift, this time not from the beckoning from the moon, but by voluntary means.

"Think of the wolf in its most primal state," instructed Rick still pinning Casey against the ground with his leaking heavy cock resting on the younger lad's belly. "Take in the sights and sounds as if they were your own."

Casey's breathing seemed to relax but his arousal remained and he found himself shifting much like Rick had before pinning him to the ground.

Rick chuckled some as he rolled off the shifting pale naked lad and his own body began to contort into the primal version of a dire wolf. He let out a howl and Casey shifted as well becoming a smaller version before matching his lover's howl.

It was a freeing experience as Casey began to get used to being on all fours and the shifting of his body mass. He felt powerful and primitive all at once as he sniffed the air by way of his wet snout whimpering as his cock was still protruding from his body aroused as much as before. The color of his fur had been brown much like his hair and Rick's black fur was a clear indication of his own.

The larger dire wolf howled and took off running as the smaller dire wolf followed compelled by the will of the alpha to adhere to his instruction or find himself being forced to submit. The two of them took off deeper into the woods, where barely a human ventured that had not been armed by way of a loaded rifle and it seemed to calm them as if they had always been a part of the hidden world of the wild far from the prying eyes of the humans who had done little to endure them to them.

Casey's wolf seemed content and playful despite the numerous insecurities the host had passed onto him in terms of lacking social skills even in this form. Recalling that his mate had been strong and vigilant had eased some of the anxiousness as he followed Rick, basking in his scent and the world around them free for the first time in a long time as if this was always where he had been meant to be.