Chapter 117: A Surprisingly Good Morning

Casey's Bedroom, The Peterson Residence, Fallon Creek, Michigan...

 Casey Allen Peterson found himself treated to a series of soft kisses as Rick Channon made it his business to slowly rouse his mate in the wake of his morning erection getting the better of him. Casey moaned in his sleep and rolled onto his back as the older brooding werewolf began to nibble and lick at the younger lad's exposed nipples on his bare chest. Casey whimpered as he felt his own smaller cock begin to stir and Rick parted his legs. Their naked bodies were once more in close contact and the heat of their mutual lust began to take over as Rick slowly slid his thick cock toward Casey's slick folds. There had been no words between them as the whimpering lesser werewolf had known all too well what his Alpha wanted in terms of their physical connection, he got. 

A snarl erupted from Rick's throat as he grazed Casey's bare neck with his fangs making the lad whimper all the more at the sensation of them against his heated flesh. The need had been a prickling thing igniting the formerly slumbering lad's whole body as he gasped for breath feeling his heart race and his wanton beast blood boil in his veins. 

Rick had always known how to set him off, putting fire in the younger lad's veins well before beast blood had filled him. The very scent of the older boy's thick musk had made Casey's body tingle with need and the lust had been so overpowering he'd been willing to do anything and everything to spread his legs for him even upon their first meeting. 

A low hiss escaped Casey's lips as Rick's thrusts began to get the better of him. His pale body slowly began jolting along the bed beneath them. He had been quite alright with how things turned out when moving to Fallon Creek, Michigan. A boon if ever there had been one. His mother had been always right when it came to her sense of things and as such he had to commend her. 

Fallon Creek had become more of a home for them than their old place had ever been back in the city. Casey's attempts to reinvent himself had proved to be quite positive and with Rick's help and protection, he began to thrive even getting good enough to be taken seriously on the basketball team. 

Rick let out something of a growl as he continued to slowly pump his well-toned hips between Casey Peterson's slender pasty thighs. The younger lad whimpered some knowing all too well that his wolfish lover wouldn't be satisfied until he'd filled him to bursting with his thick seed before making an effort to start his day. 

The lesser werewolf had gotten quite used to his lover's seemingly insatiable appetite when it came to sex, they had been teenage boys after all, and given to superior stamina and the ramifications of the rut. Rick groaned as he captured Casey's mouth in a heated kiss stifling his ever-growing series of moans in the wake of the early morning bliss. 

Neither had known whether or not Helen Peterson made it home or if she yet still lingered after the party the previous night but neither of them wished for her to attempt to put a stop to what was happening between them once they'd truly got going. 

The golden-yellow glow behind Rick Channon's naturally dark eyes had told Casey everything he needed to know when it came to just how far gone he'd been in terms of his wolfish lust as their act continued. The younger lad felt the slow and tantalizing sensation of his inner depths wrapping around his well-endowed lover's thick appendage making him moan all the more as their act began to intensify. 

The younger lad wrapped his legs around his handsome bedmate finding it all the more difficult to see a downside to giving in to the morning session of sorts despite the possibility of them getting caught by his mother once again. Of course with Rick's thick cock already so deep inside his secondary sex, Casey had only wanted him to remain so even if she had walked in on them. 

"Mmmmm fuck me." moaned the lesser werewolf as his body began to give in to the sensations his lover had been dishing out as the last remnants of nightfall passed. 

Rick had been more than happy to oblige as his pace only mildly increased as well as the frequency of his thrusts. Casey had been surprised that Rick had managed to control himself for so long, not easily succumbing to the beckoning aspects of his beastial side during their act as he kept his pace and enjoyed the long slow aspects of their coupling. 

The lesser werewolf began to savor the experience loving the feel of being so close to his true mate, his smell as intoxicating as ever as it filled the lad's flaring nostrils and made his heart pound all the more within the confines of his bare chest. 

For a brief moment, Casey found himself recalling when Rick's cock had been given to another werewolf and it made him all the more possessive of him in the wake of the encounter, he had hated the little interloper with every fiber of his being, and wanted nothing more than to rip him to shreds for the audacity he'd had in spreading his heat-stricken warmth for Rick's thick cock when it had only belonged to Casey. 

While the teen had not minded his lover bedding human girls, as he'd been inclined to do the same, he had been greatly upset about him having taken the strange werewolf and the subsequent heat that caused it. Mating was another aspect of werewolf life that Casey had known little to nothing about but he was more than prepared to rip the interloper apart if he had even considered the possibility of becoming Rick's mate. 

Their act continued on as both Rick and Casey began to show signs that their mutual means of release had been close at hand and before the lesser werewolf knew it, Rick had pumped rope after rope of his thick seed inside him, leaving the lad gasping as he towered above him a thick sheen of sweat covering them both and the mess they made of the lesser werewolf's covers as evidence of their primal act. 

Rick sighed as he collapsed onto Casey's body sweat-slick and still panting before rolling onto his preferred side of the bed and finally climbing out of it. 

"Where are you going?" asked an equally winded Casey looking up at the still naked older teen.

"Gotta check in with Aunt Dee remember?" replied Rick with a smirk. "Don't worry, I'll find some time to fuck that tight pussy later, right now I gotta hit the road before she comes looking for me, you know what I mean."

Casey nodded more than a little disappointed that Rick had been loving him and leaving him yet again. Since things with basketball picked up, they had to fight to find time to see each other as it was and he'd still been uneasy about the strange dreams or visions he'd been having as of late but kept that aspect to himself at least for the moment. 

Rick kissed him on the lips after getting dressed and climbed out the bedroom window hoping to avoid the younger lad's mother on his way out. Casey sighed as he watched his mate leave and continued to lie in bed amid his many rows of pillows.