Chapter 107: The Reinforcement Of A Claim

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

Sounds of scuffling filled the kitchen as Casey Peterson once more found himself whimpering and snarling in the wake of his brazen lover Rick Channon, having his fill of the younger lad's heat-stricken body. Casey whimpered some as Rick's sharp teeth grazed the flesh of his neck marking him yet again in the same location as so many times before. The rich intoxicating aroma that filled the younger lad's flaring nostrils seemed to take him out of it, further increasing his desire for his mate as they remained intertwined. A hiss escaped the pursed lips of Rick Channon as he thrust his hips slowly in between the slender pale thighs of his younger mate while Casey gripped him tighter.

The younger lad closed his eyes reveling in the sensation of having his hidden sex pummeled but the angle and the rapid pace of his lover's thrusts had ensured the two of them ended up tumbling onto the hardwood kitchen floor. Rick had maneuvered to weather the fall as he skillfully rolled Casey onto his back and continued their act while towering above him, his own bare pale arse flexing between the younger lad's thighs as the sound of their mutual snarls and growling filled Mrs. Peterson's kitchen.

Sweat-slick bare flesh slapping rather unceremoniously against sweat-slick bare flesh filled the room as Rick's body flexed in the wake of his casual pumping. Casey had clung to him even then, his messy brown locks soaked from sweat and his pale body humming with need as the heat of their mutual lust continued to fill him. He could feel Rick's cock sawing in and out of his heated sex, enveloping the steel flesh pole as it pulsed and throbbed inside him further driving him wild with need and sensation.

He'd never felt Rick become so hard inside him as he had at that moment with the older brooding teen's larger and well-toned body heavy against his own, a welcome sensation as their equally bare chests pressed against one another. A series of sloppy wet kisses passed between them as Casey's warm breath panted against Rick's bare sweat-blasted neck as he clung to him taking in his intoxicating masculine scent and nibbled at the flesh before licking him.

Rick didn't seem to mind that Casey had taken it upon himself to mark him and simply continued pummeling the younger lad's sex as he hissed and groaned beneath him, his smaller pale form jolting along the hardwood flooring that supported their act.

When the interloper had come into their lives, Casey had thought that had been the end of his spontaneous romps with Rick Channon, his first and quite frankly only love aside from his dalliances with Courtney Stevenson. She'd been fun all things considered but Casey's young heart had belonged to Rick Channon from the moment he found himself unable to tear himself away from his charming dark gaze.

"Fuck....fuck...fuck..." hissed Casey as his blue eyes rolled into the back of his head. "Yes...fuck me....oh...."

Rick grinned as he did just that his pace increasing and his intention to fill the warm wet womb of his wanton mate with as much of his churning seed as possible. The scent of Casey's arousal had been strong, stronger than when he'd first taken him out in the woods.

"You love Daddy's big dick don't you bitch?" growled Rick unable to resist his vulgar wording.

"Yes," admitted Casey weak for him as always as he moaned while clinging to him still. "Big dick bastard..."

Rick angled his massive cock inside Casey's hidden sex which seemed to strike the all too familiar bundle of nerves that made the younger lad's jaw go slack and his eyes roll backward once more as his body was jolted at a faster pace along the cold kitchen floor.

The younger lad's average-sized pink cock flopped uncontrollably as it throbbed and pulsed while spilling his first wave of release between them Rick grunted as he felt his bare chest become soaked and turned his attention toward drilling Casey's sodden sex even harder making his teeth chatter and his whimpering all the more audible.

"Fuck....fuck...fuck...FUCK!" moaned Casey feeling Rick deep inside him.

The clenching of his inner walls hugged the throbbing steel flesh rod of the brazen older werewolf higher as Casey's second release had ripped through his body and he nearly screamed from the sensation overload as Rick pummeled his heated sex in a rather sloppy fashion.

He felt so good, so very good to the moaning younger lad who had a hard time keeping his grip as he sunk his teeth into his lover's bare shoulder unable to do much aside from ride out the overstimulating sensation running rampant through his young body.

His passion and sensation-overloaded mind gave way to visions of a far-off forest amid looming trees and rushing cool waters filled Casey's mind as he took notice of a bloodied teenage boy huddled in a ball clutching his wounded arm and howling alone amid the pale moonlight.

He'd been alone and frightened until her warm glow struck him, her sweet song filled his keen ears and his heart became filled to bursting with a love for her as if she'd been his own mother. She beamed down upon him with pride as she welcomed him into the fold as one of her most cherished sons.

He had given in to the beast that had inhabited him, as the formerly terrified boy had died alone and forgotten in the woods right along with his family as the first howl took place. He had mourned them even though he could not remember them, their bloodied bodies etched into his young weary mind far better than the positive memories that had seemingly been erased by the pain of their significant loss.

He howled and howled amid the moonlight alone and forgotten as the world went on without him. His young heart shattered and his dreams evaporated as if they'd been taken by a puff of smoke, thick black smoke from the burning end of a horrible man's cigar. The Channon family had been wiped out as far as he'd been concerned and the deaths of the hitmen, a rather fortunate turn of events to tie up any and all loose ends.

Tears streamed down Casey's pale cheeks as he once more opened his eyes meeting the confused gaze of his lover as he continued to thrust willfully inside of him jolting their bodies along the kitchen floor. The younger lad reached up and stroked the brooding teen's face noting his five o'clock shadow and the prickliness of it against the smooth portion of his palm.

There were no words as Rick's cock suddenly pulsed and his release hit sweeping Casey's along with him as their act finally came to an end on his mother's kitchen floor.