Chapter 28: Making A Day Of It

Casey's Bedroom, The Peterson Residence, 1345 North Grand Street, Fallon Creek, Michigan...

Casey awoke to find it had been afternoon, but there was still a good deal of time before his mother arrived from work that night. He wasn't alone as Rick was lying on his back snoring like usual with his hand folded across his chest and his knee bent at one side still naked as his sizable cock pulsed and the slickness of sweat glistened in the little bit of sunlight that remained reflecting off him. Casey thought he looked to have been quite peaceful in sleep given his usual brand of mischief, especially where he'd been concerned. The younger teen could still feel his brutish lover's intensity trickling along his thighs as he lay beside Rick with his back pressed against the messy bedding and his body heavy and sticky in the wake of their previous exploits. He wasn't at all surprised to have felt some residual soreness, the intensely pleasurable experience was altogether well worth the lingering sensation of pain as far as he'd been concerned.

Rick shifted in his sleep as Casey continued to watch him fascinated by all accounts as to how and why he had been so willing to engage him sexually. The younger teen sighed as he slowly scooted toward the handsome brooding teen and ran his warm fingers along the well-toned abs that lined his lover's chest. He couldn't resist touching him, he'd been so peaceful in sleep despite being such a bastard when he'd been awake. Casey had been so caught up in running his hands along the older boy's abs that he didn't notice that Rick was wide awake and as per usual given to a rather impressive hard-on that tented the white sheet that lined his waist.

The moment Casey looked up and met his lover's dark and chaotic eyes, Rick pulled him on top of him and swiftly impaled him onto his ready cock causing the younger teen to moan in the process. He had winced due to the soreness but his slickness coated the eager older boy just the same and promptly caused his own cock to stir.

"B-Bastard...it's already sore." he hissed running his fingers along Rick's chest.

"Can't help it if my big dick prefers your tight little pussy." groaned Rick beginning to slowly thrust forward causing Casey to whimper a bit. "Fuck you feel so good, baby."

Casey closed his eyes trying his best to adjust to the pleasure in pain as Rick's large cock stretched him once again as he began to take the thrusts.

"Fuck you're huge." moaned Casey biting his bottom lip as he slowly rode out Rick's thrusts. "You're stretching me so good."

Rick groaned as he clasped Casey via his hips and watched in fascination as the younger teen began to ride him. He would have been lying if he had said that he didn't find the messy brown hair layered via sweat against the younger lad's round cheeks appealing. The paleness of his naked flesh and the obvious sign of onset gynecomastia being the reason for his pert pink nipples being more pronounced on his thin pale chest than any other young man his age. There was a sheer eagerness in Casey Peterson to want to please him that made his submissive nature no matter how he attempted to disguise it via his harsh words, all the more appealing.

"Told you you were a slut for big dick." teased Rick still slowly thrusting upward to meet Casey's involuntary riding downward.

"Mmmm." moaned Casey losing himself in the pulsing inside him. "Fuck you big dick."

He had been reduced to a wanton slut in a matter of a few days ever since the first moment Rick Channon had cornered him in the woods and he wasn't in the least ashamed of it. While he had not known what his mother would think of him riding another boy's cock like a male whore in heat he didn't want to stop. It was as if having finally been broken in unleashed something deep within him that had craved only Rick's enormous cock and the rest of the world be damned.

Casey moaned aloud forgetting his own name at the sensation of Rick plunging into him and loving each and every moment of it.

"Mmmm...fuck....fuck...fuck me..." he moaned his eyes still closed as he rode Rick harder and faster.

Rick grinned noticing the monster he had created and loving it all the more.

"Mmmm...fuck...don't look so smug...hate you...you bastard...." moaned Casey as he continued to ride Rick's cock. "Fucking bastard with a big donkey dick."

"And you love it," remarked Rick running his fingers through Casey's messy brown locks before gripping him via his hair and pulling him down into a harsh and passion-filled kiss. "You love Daddy's big dick so much you can't stop riding it."

Casey moaned and kissed Rick harder.

His scent was once more of the intoxicating variant and he couldn't seem to help himself as the heat continued to build inside him and get the better of him. While he was convinced that Rick Channon had been an evil sod and had possibly put some sort of spell on him, he couldn't bring himself to object to it loving the feel of being full as the smug older teen continued to thrust deeply battering the younger lad's insides like the many times before.

Casey didn't know if he was addicted to Rick's enormous cock per se, but he couldn't seem to get enough of it no matter how many times they'd done it.

Having had enough of the slow going, Rick maneuvered them both until Casey found himself with his back pressed against the mattress and his pale ass high in the air as Rick mounted him a second time spreading his legs as he impaled him from behind. Casey gripped the bedsheets and moaned at the intrusion as Rick's heavier body pinned him to the bed.

"This tight wet pussy belongs to me," he growled as his eyes shifted beyond Casey's line of sight. "ONLY TO ME!"

Casey moaned at the increase in intensity for a moment arching his back and ass into Rick's pelvis. The fangs protruded from Rick's upper lip as he nibbled at the flesh of Casey's neck making a few more dark marks along the skin and ensuring anyone who looked upon him knew he'd been taken by default.

The younger lad's eyes seemed to roll into the back of his head as his newest round of release coated it and his belly respectively. The pulsing sensation combined with Rick's well-timed drilling of his inner depths had caused him to lose himself as his body was jolted across the messy bed below him.

Rick smirked as he continued to have his way with Casey knowing all too well that if the younger lad's mother had returned early and entered the house she'd have heard her baby boy's moans and the beating of the headboard against the wall as he took the enormous cock that filled him like the whore he seemed to have been deep down. The intense wave of sensation that hit Rick as he continued to dominate his perceived mate had only intensified with each passing thrust.

The building pleasure soon erupted in a crescendo of grunts, growls, and howling as Rick's cock released rope after rope of his uninhibited yellow seed into the whimpering and moaning younger lad for the umpteenth time that day. The werewolf smirked as he kissed the younger lad's sweat-slick shoulder and captured his lips once more before climbing off him and freeing his slick cock from inside him. Casey whimpered at the loss and rolled onto his back as he watched Rick set to work collecting his scattered attire and getting dressed.

"You're leaving?" he asked in a saddened tone and still winded from the completion of their act.

"Yes," replied Rick with a smirk. "Got better things to do than fuck your tight pussy all day."

"Could have fooled me with how much you couldn't help doing it." countered Casey.

"And I'd do it again," replied Rick with a flicker of heat behind his chaotic dark eyes. "But I gotta be getting back before Aunt Dee blows a head gasket."

Casey sighed feeling just a little bit petulant at the thought of being left alone and untouched for any length of time now that he'd become accustomed to awakening with Rick's enormous cock inside him.

"When are you coming back?" he asked as Rick headed toward the window.

"When I feel like it," replied Rick evenly. "Go to sleep, I'll see you at school or something."

Casey was about to say something when Rick raised the window and attempted to slip out of it.

"Wait," he said rushing over toward his older lover and quickly pressing his lips into a lingering passionate kiss.

Rick returned it of course never missing the opportunity to stick his tongue down his throat and pinch the younger lad's pale ass before he took his leave of him.

Once he'd been out of the line of sight, Casey sighed and ventured back to his messy bed where he passed out for the remainder of the day forgetting about his skipping school and the fact that his mother wasn't working the late shift. He'd been so exhausted from playing hooky and making a day of marathon sex with Rick Channon of all people, that he didn't even have the will to take a shower.