Chapter 47:  Something Like An Understanding

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

Following the conclusion of his shower, Casey Peterson found himself searching through the house for Rick who appeared to have taken off. Sensing a notion of panic about the handsome older boy possibly leaving him after all that transpired between them, Casey rushed outside into the backyard where he found Rick putting up a few shots while playing basketball by himself. He made shot after shot and seemed to be in something of a trance as he moved about the old court. The sound of the ball hitting the backboard and going into the hoop had been loud with each shot. Casey watched him in awe as he continued to practice playing against the secret opponent in his head as he dribbled the ball along the court before shooting.

Rick didn't appear to notice him as he had not even looked in the younger lad's direction.

Casey smiled as he watched him in fascination, the pure athleticism coupled with his wolfish speed as he moved along the court, all seemed to intrigue him when it came to the handsome brooding teen.

Of course, he'd been biased due to having been his lover but there was something about watching Rick Channon play basketball that he found as being right with the world. Casey sighed as he sat amid the bright sunlight and the cool afternoon breeze. He wore another pair of basketball shorts but they'd been blue in color and a short sleeve white T-shirt. His hair was still wet from the shower, but he dealt with the breeze well enough as he watched his unofficial boyfriend play basketball by way of memories.

Rick turned his attention to Casey after sensing him following his last shot going into the hoop and approached him with a sly smile filed across his handsome face.

"Place is getting a little dull, what do you say we go for a walk," he said tossing the ball up once more before sitting beside Casey on the back porch.

Rick took off his shirt and didn't seem to mind the cold as he tossed it onto the porch and looked over the newly cleaned Casey. He delighted in the idea of getting the boy all dirty again at a later time and smirked at the memory of how his body looked drenched in sweat and bare before his flickering wolfish eyes.

"Alright, but we better be back before dark, you know how she worries if we're gone too long." agreed Casey getting to his feet right along with Rick.

The two teens headed toward the end of the woods chatting and sightseeing as they strolled with Rick still shirtless and Casey a bit more comfortable about his surroundings due to having a werewolf beside him.

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Deep Woods, Fallon Creek, Michigan...

Casey had been uneasy surrounded by so much nature at one time, but it appeared that Rick had been right at home. His dark eyes seemed to light up as he explained a few things about the area to his younger lover and how he spent his time observing the woods when in his beast form. He had even told Casey about a few hunting events he'd participated in and thought it amusing when the younger lad seemed squeamish about the story's gory details on what he'd done to several animal carcasses.

They walked for a while away from the prying eyes of anyone who had not been born on four legs with fur or scales and held hands rather casually as Casey found himself still swooning over having Rick Channon as a lover. He didn't know how to feel about the older boy otherwise despite the brooding teen's insistence that it was only sex between them.

The two boys rested on a pair of fallen logs for a moment as Rick took in the sights and got a load of the fresh air that surrounded them.

"How long have you been in Fallon Creek?" asked Casey making conversation.

"For about as long as I can remember," replied Rick evenly. "Oddly enough I can't recall much past being shot nearly to death in the woods."

Casey recalled how Rick admitted to not knowing his parents or siblings in the aftermath of the shooting that killed his family and nearly him along with it.

"I'm sorry," said Casey wishing he hadn't brought it up.

"It's fine," replied Rick with a sigh. "You were just making conversation."

They sat in silence for a few moments before Rick got back to his feet and made his way toward a nearby tree. He pulled his massive cock from his trousers and aimed it at the large trunk while Casey watched shaking his head as the brooding teen began to relieve himself against the tree trunk.

Rick smirked at him knowing all too well that he'd been watching as he made a show of flashing the younger lad his cock as he soaked the tree with urine. Casey made a show of covering his eyes as if he hadn't seen Rick's cock before and smirked behind his hands not wishing to give the arrogant jerk the satisfaction of knowing how much he liked what he saw.

The younger lad found himself smiling a lot since he'd met the brooding teen that was Rick Channon and for a multitude of different reasons. When he lived in the city, he'd been quite lonely aside from an occasional student asking for directions or how to complete an assignment he'd spent the better part of his school years huddled in a forgotten corner of the school and reading or listening to music. The only real interaction with anyone his age had been the bullies, namely Tanner who had taken an interest in him.

Casey sighed as he marveled at how far he'd come from being that scared little boy with no friends and the target of bullies to having someone like Rick at his side and in his bed. He had no doubt in his mind that Rick would snap Tanner like a twig if he saw him and heard what he'd done to him in the past.

Rick walked back over toward Casey and wrapped his arms around his waist. Casey moaned as he melted into the older boy's chest simply enjoying the feeling of being in his arms despite the fact that he knew the impish older boy had not washed his hands.

"You smell good," said Rick sniffing along the back of Casey's neck and nibbling along his shoulder.

Casey noted how aroused he'd been and did his best to pull away not wishing to go another round with the overexcited older teen in the woods, especially so close to nightfall.

"We should be getting back," said Casey in a serious tone.

"Scared of the dark?" asked Rick still clinging to the younger boy with his half-naked body pressed against him.

"No, just cold and hungry," replied Casey.

"You sure it had nothing to do with your thoughts about some idiot named Tanner?" asked Rick catching Casey off guard.

"How did?" he asked pulling away and facing him directly.

"Let's just say, there are perks as well as drawbacks to being a wolf in human form," replied Rick with a smirk despite his eyes flickering with something Casey couldn't describe.

"What are you thinking?" asked Casey unsure he wished to know.

"Nothing for you to worry your pretty little head about," said Rick with an eerie smirk. "As you said it's getting late and you're cold I felt you trembling."

Casey had a bad feeling about what might happen with Rick knowing about what Tanner had done to him but said nothing as they ventured back toward the house before nightfall.