Chapter 37: Satisfying A Curiosity

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

Rick had been silent ever since he and Casey entered the house, he wasn't too thrilled about being a werewolf and even less thrilled that someone else had been privy to it. He had not known how or why he'd been turned into a bloodthirsty man-beast, but he wasn't in the least alright with it being known. Casey sighed as he looked over at the clock making note of the time his mother was supposed to be home. Rick made his way to the fridge and turned up a can of soda he'd swiped from one of the boxes on the bottom shelf. He popped the top and drank some down as he stood naked in the center of The Petersons' kitchen his dark eyes on the half-naked Casey as he approached him in silence. Rick opted to pull away only for Casey to corner him and force himself into the older boy's arms and kiss him on the lips. Rick reluctantly returned his kiss as the action had gotten his undivided attention, as his cock began to rise in the wake of it causing the younger boy to smile in triumph.

"You being a werewolf isn't the end of the world," said Casey finding the idea of it sort of cool in his own nerdy kind of way. He'd been a fan of horror stories and monsters in particular in the first place, his reason being that he believed them to have been misunderstood a lot like he had been growing up due to his special circumstances.

Rick had begged to differ but held the half-naked younger teen in his arms just the same.

Casey smiled and kissed his lips again and again running his soft warm hands along the older boy's exposed torso. He was impressed with the handsome boy's physical appeal and now that he knew there was some power behind it, he'd been more or less turned on by the aspect of it.

The younger lad's cock began to stir and he felt the all-too-familiar slickness between his thighs as he began stroking the angry monster that pointed out before him coming from between his werewolf lover's lower body. Rick groaned as he stood allowing the curious younger body to stroke his massive cock as they locked eyes. It was clear that his being a werewolf had not been a turn-off condition for the younger teen as they kissed rather passionately in the Peterson family kitchen.

Unable to stave off his ever-building lust for the boy before him, Rick quickly turned Casey toward the counter and bent him over before shoving his hardness into the moist depths that had been his to claim ever since he first took an interest in the strange new arrival. Casey moaned and Rick grunted at the sensation of their mutual bodies being joined once again. Rick trailed brisk heated kisses along the younger teen's back as he gripped him while he'd been pressed against the counter. A series of long slow thrusts had set the pace as Rick continued to relish the sensation of being inside the younger teen.

"Fuck..." whimpered Casey arching his back and pushing back against Rick's long slow thrusts needing more of him with each passing second. "Your big werewolf dick is so hard for me."

Rick grunted as his eye color began to shift between the natural state of dark brown to the makings of the all too familiar golden hue. He took in the maddening scent of the younger teen as his hands gripped his thin pale waist and he watched the effects with the rapt attention of his thrusts causing the younger lad's shapely pale ass to bounce before him as he shoved his massive organ inside the slick tightness that he craved from the moment he became aware of the possibility of it.

Casey moaned at the sensation unsure why he'd been unable to control himself when it came to a boy like Rick Channon but he guessed it had to do with the fact that no one else had ever touched him or drilled his young body quite like or before Rick had. He nearly melted in the older boy's embrace as his knees grew weak and the pounding of his insides began to get the better of him. Just the right amount of delicious friction from his handsome werewolf brute had caused his own pink cock to pulse and squirt along the counter top coating it in his milky white release as Rick continued to pump his hips and drive his enormous cock deeper and deeper inside him.

The heat that came from deep within his loins and the intoxicating scent of the older boy's heated and equally sweaty body had only added to the experience and Casey couldn't seem to help but become a wanton slut like the women he'd seen in his dirty videos begging and whimpering for the sensation of a huge and invasive cock inside his clenching tightness.

Rick's deep animalistic grunts filled the younger lad's ears as he plunged his cock in and out of the whimpering younger teen feeling him clench his bare flesh as the heat inside them continued to ignite their unwavering passion all the more. Casey couldn't seem to help himself, he'd been falling or Rick Channon in more ways than one as the older brooding teen held him close via his big strong arms and muscle-toned chest.

The act didn't last long, as Rick's cock began to pulse and he grunted in the younger boy's ear just as rope after rope of his own hot release splattered the insides of the moaning Casey and his pink cock coated the side of the counter, again and again, matching his lover burst for burst. The now whimpering Casey felt his knees buckle and his legs got to jelly as he leaned back against the strong chest of Rick Channon who had held up the sweaty young lad kissing his neck and shoulder as he nibbled along the slick flesh still waiting out the pulsing of his own cock that remained inside the weakened younger lad.

"Fuck..." hissed Casey loving the feeling of sensation that ran rampant through his body.

Rick smirked against the flesh of his neck and held him close as if to lay claim to him once more. He grunted softly at the continued pulsing of his cock as more of his hot release filled the younger lad's depths fighting for space as some of the hot yellow slickness escaped to run down the already winded lad's thin pale legs.

"Mmmmm." moaned Casey still reeling from the encounter. "Fucking a Werewolf feels so good."

Rick chucked some, his deep voice and laugh vibrating against the slick flesh of the winded younger boy as his arms held him up and they stood in the center of the kitchen not at all willing to part as the slow afterglow of their act lingered between them.

"As much as I love being in your arms lover, we need to clean this place up and take this back to somewhere more comfortable," said Casey at last breaking the brief pleasant silence that had fallen between them.

Rick reluctantly withdrew his cock, inadvertently splashing some of his release in the process as he backed away from Casey, who let out a whimper in reaction before turning his attention to cleaning up their mutual mess.

While he'd been saddened by the loss of physical contact with his werewolf lover, he knew it was his idea and what they had to do before his mother came home.

Proving that he'd been well over his initial disgust about his transformations being known, Rick Channon did what he did best and smacked Casey across his exposed pale ass before chuckling and assisting him with the cleanup.