Chapter 19: Rutting Season

The Backwoods, Fallon Creek, Michigan...

Intense moans and howls filled the slowly darkening woods as Alarick Channon continued to pump his well-toned hips against the arse of the moaning Casey Peterson. The elder of the two teens had been driving his enormous cock in and out of the panting younger teen in the center of the woods as if he had not a care in the world. The icy chill of the coming night air had not done much to deter the two boys looked in the throes of unyielding lust as they continued their mutual act. Casey's moans continued to ring out as his body took the brunt of Rick's vicious thrusts. The older teen appeared to have been moving in a frenzy as his well-toned pale arse rose and fell against Casey's equally pale arse amid the trees and the animals who had stumbled upon the curious sight.

Casey closed his eyes as his body was jolted across the cold hard ground again and again via the efforts of his enemy-turned-lover. He hated Rick for bullying and teasing him but he seemed to love the arrogant bastard's enormous cock as it continued to plunge deep inside him battering the younger teen's insides and striking the bundle of nerves he had not known existed before the events between them escalated in such a manner.

Sweat drenched both howling teens as their activity increased in intensity. Casey continued to moan and whimper as Rick had his way with him. The more they gave in to their mutual lust the less they had been aware of the setting sun and the darkness that surrounded them as they battled through the intense waves of sensation that filled them in the wake of their act.

"So...good..." whimpered Casey his body becoming exhausted in the wake of his rapid releases.

Rick growled as he gripped Casey tighter, his cock throbbing and pulsing as he continued his frenzied pace. He grunted out loud echoing it amid the trees as rapid bursts of his thick hot seed filled the forbidden place inside Casey who had screamed in the wake of the coating of his insides and the spurt that came from his own crushed and already spent cock.

Gasping and panting in the wake of their mutual release, Rick collapsed beside Casey falling onto his back amid the dirt and leaves as Casey rolled onto his where he took note of the time of day and the trees that loomed above them.

"Fuck..." hissed Rick as his slick cock slapped against his jeans.

It still pulsed and was quite erect as he lay there beside Casey who had been his polar opposite having his top attire still on and his lower body naked in the wake of Rick ridding him of his clothing. The younger boy's body was slick via sweat as well and he'd been unable to make sense of what had just happened between them.

"Fucking...bastard." he managed to say as he lay beside Rick.

"You wanted it," replied Rick with a wicked grin. "You still do."

Casey rolled his eyes and attempted not to look at the enormous monster that had still been slick from being inside him. Rick flexed it in his line of sight and smirked when he caught him staring.

"That thing was inside me?" he said shocked that he'd taken it all.

"To the hilt," replied Rick teasing him.

"I hate you," said Casey narrowing his eyes at the older teen.

"The feeling is mutual," replied Rick as he sat up and got to his feet.

Casey got up as well and set to work getting re-dressed. Rick watched him with an hungered expression on his face as Casey set about trying to locate his backpack once he'd been done. He had been quite tired and was intent on going home.

Rick followed shoving his hands into his pockets and moving along the brown leaves with ease.

"Asshole," muttered Casey noting that Rick was following him again.

He tried not to think about what happened between them, nor how good his body felt when Rick's cock had been inside him.

"Come on Casey...get it together," he growled at himself.

He turned his attention toward retracing his steps and finding his backpack but had a good deal of difficulty due to not being able to see very well in the dark. Rick smirked as he rushed passed Casey and then rushed back at a speed unheard of.

"Looking for this?" he asked holding the strap out in a nonchalant manner.

Casey rolled his eyes once again and stepped toward Rick to get his backpack. As expected, Rick didn't plan on making it easy.

"Give me my bag," demanded Casey in annoyance. "You've already caused me enough grief today asshole now give it to me so I can go home."

"Make me," replied Rick apparently in something of a playful mood now that his lust had been sated, of course, it never tended to last for very long with adolescents such as himself.

"Give me my backpack asshole," demanded Casey once more fed up with having to play games just to get home.

Rick smirked and pulled Casey into a heated kiss as the younger teen glared at him prepared to fight as he snatched his backpack out of his hands.

Casey put his arm through the strap and turned toward what he believed to have been the way home, but he'd been unsure in the dark.

"Can't see can you?" asked Rick with an arrogant smirk.

"Fuck you," growled Casey doing his best to ignore his unwanted lover.

"Any time." countered Rick with a familiar flicker of heat behind his glowing yellow eyes.

Casey sighed as he found he'd been lost and it was clear that Rick intended to be a thorn in his side so he supposed he could make himself useful.

"Do you know the way home?" he asked fed up with his attempts at the direction in the dark.

"Are you asking me to take you home?" asked Rick fiddling with his hands in his pockets.

Casey resisted the urge to push him into the dirt.

"Yes," he said testily. "Rick, can you take me home?"

"As I told you before....beg," replied Rick with his eyes ablaze with lust.

Knowing all too well that Rick had been after something in return, Casey sighed and did as he wanted if only to get home and out of the woods.

"Please Rick can you take me home?" begged Casey as he once more resisted the urge to roll his eyes.

Rick smirked and gripped Casey by the hand.

"I thought you'd never ask," he said in a no doubt sinister tone.

Casey had not liked the look on his face when the incredibly fast brute swept him in his arms and sped him through the woods and the back alleys toward his home. The younger teen had been disappointed that there was no sign of his mother being home due to her working late and to make matters worse, he had already known that Rick wasn't planning on leaving any time soon.