Chapter 106: Like Putty In His Hands

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

The walk back from the woods had been a silent one, as Casey and Rick filed back into the house by way of the kitchen. The younger lad had still been fuming that his lover had taken the young interloper and placed himself in very real danger in the process. Rick had been rather casual about the event, not even mentioning how he'd let his massive cock get the better of his senses, and simply moved toward the fridge where he'd taken out the container of juice and began drinking right from the source. He, like Casey, had still been naked from their earlier exploits and didn't seem at all bothered by it. Casey glared at him for drinking out of the entire juice container despite still being upset about his lack of self-control when it came to his beastly urges.

"You could have gotten us both killed!" he said angrily breaking the silence that had fallen between them since leaving the woods.

"Oh please, I never asked you to follow me," growled Rick sitting the juice down on the countertop as he glared at the seemingly embittered Casey.

"You still went off dick first and they ambushed you because of it!" growled Casey annoyed.

Rick rolled his eyes.

"Like it's my fault the hot little bitch came invading my woods moaning for me to fuck his pussy." replied Rick. "In case you ain't realized it, that was completely against my will, the rut as the old man called it ain't exactly something I like having a part in."

Casey sighed as he looked over his still-naked lover very much embittered about the whole ordeal.

Rick sighed as well and slowly made his way over toward Casey.

"Look what happened back there, I...I can't explain it to you...I barely know what to do about it myself, all I know is that I felt the overwhelming desire to fuck that blond boy and make him scream, must be wolf instinct possibly something that only affects me considering I didn't see you trying to stick your dick in him." he replied.

"To be fair you try and stick your dick in almost everything." replied the younger lad folding his arms across his bare pale chest.

"Not true at all, I stick my dick in you mostly," said Rick in his defense. "I managed to piss off Rachel on occasion but it's you that I seem to want most, what happened with Daly was a one-off due to him being a whelp in heat, I can't fuckin' stand trespassers."

Casey dropped his hands as Rick reached him and pulled him around the waist and closer to his naked body. The rather charming brute began to slowly kiss along the younger lad's neck and nibbled at the familiar spot that he'd marked with his fangs so many times before whenever he'd been close enough to want him.

Try as he might to find the will to resist, Casey had been once more under the sway and the intoxicating scent of Rick Channon as the brooding older boy moved his hands along his pale body cupping his exposed bare arse and pressing his massive appendage against the formerly slacked and pinked cock of his younger lover.

A low hiss escaped the older lad's lips as he felt himself once more become fully aroused and Casey right along with him. It never took much to make Rick Channon excited and even less when it had come to his fondness for Casey's rather peculiar young body.

Casey whimpered as he felt his cock stir against Rick's heavy with need and pulsing. As with anything given to strength on his part, Rick easily pulled Casey to him and lifted the younger panting lad with ease just as Casey wrapped his thin pale legs around the older brute's waist.

A series of heated and desperate kisses passed between them as Casey wrapped his arms around Rick's neck while being carried toward a nearby wall. He had often marveled at how strong his lover had been even before becoming a werewolf himself. A moan escaped Casey's lips as his body began to become ignited by the heat of his mutual lust for the older lad pressed against him. Rick smirked knowing all too well that he'd been contributing to the growing wetness between Casey's slender thighs as he heard him let out a low whimper in his ear.

The sweet scent of Casey's sweat-slick flesh further spurred Rick as he pressed Casey's back into a nearby door and began to slowly ease the thick head of his now dripping cock past the hidden slick folds of the younger lad who had continued to cling to him as if his very life had depended upon it. Just the minimal contact between them had driven Rick further into his lustful fog as Casey moaned feeling himself being stretched by his lover like so many times before.

The blond interloper had been all but forgotten as Casey moaned at the exquisite sensation of being filled as Rick began to thrust into him while holding him along the kitchen wall. The younger lad's body bounced on top of his lover's massive cock as he kissed and licked at the flesh of his neck, desperate and hungry for more of his intense thrusts if only to quell the fast rampaging heat that filled him from within.

Rick snarled as he held Casey's body against his bouncing the younger lad rather unceremoniously along his cock as the echo of flesh slapping against flesh filled the kitchen like it had so many times before when they'd been given to being unable to keep their collective hands off each other. Rick wasn't to be denied, and Casey had not even wished to attempt such a thing, his jealousy of what happened with the interloper notwithstanding.

Howls filled the kitchen as Rick began to give himself over the sensation of his cock plunging in and out of his mate's slick sex, desperately attempting to achieve release and fill him as much as possible. Casey for the most part had been putty in Rick's hands, even with his indignation as he moaned and bit at the top of Rick's bare shoulder driving his fangs in deep enough to draw blood as he sought a deeper connection with his wolfish mate after he'd been inside the interloper.

He had not minded the coppery taste of Rick's blood, being that he was more focused on having his insides drilled at an alarming pace by way of the massive cock sawing in and out of his heated depths. He had never known anything more passionate and demanding than his love-making sessions with his brutish werewolf lover, and for the most part, he'd been content with the wild animalistic sex that occurred whenever they found themselves alone.

But in the past few weeks of truly learning what it meant to be a werewolf and the strengthening of his apparently unshakeable bond with Rick since relieving his memories due to the moon's influence, Casey had never felt as close to anyone as he had Rick Channon.