Chapter 67: All In Good Fun

The Boy's Lockerroom, Ridgecrest High School, Fallon Creek, Michigan...

Rick Channon had been all smiles and energy when he entered the locker room half-naked thanks to the towel he had wrapped around his waist and strutting about like he owned the place. Casey did his best to ignore him as he took off his sweat-soaked practice jersey and opted to grab his body wash for the shower ahead. Rick was having a good time terrorizing the locker room as he opted to smack anyone in his bath across the ass with a towel he turned into a makeshift whip.

Carl had been his first victim as he stood dripping wet from his shower, his rather well-toned and firm arse cheeks glistening from the water after Rick skillfully removed his towel and smacked him on the ass with it. Carl attempted to catch him but settled for using his hands to badly conceal his rather impressive dark cock as he glared daggers at Rick who laughed at his expense. Casey had known all too well why Rick targeted Carl, the basketball vet considered himself the locker room leader, and only because Rick had stopped playing basketball following the shooting that nearly ended his life and made him an orphan of sorts.

He had not liked the way Carl tried to rally the guys against Casey and had not even known a thing about the newbie before passing judgment on him. Rick was well aware that he could beat Carl into a pulp with just one hand but he opted for humiliation as a brand of retribution because he had not physically put his hands on Casey but tried to make him look bad in front of the guys.

"That was a fine practice ladies," said Rick in mock admiration. "And what a fine ass you got there Carl."

"Fuck off Rick," growled Carl as every one of the other guys laughed at this expense.

"What did you say, fuck you? It might be kind of hard with everyone watching." Rick taunted the so-called locker room leader. "My dick's too big to fit in that tight thing without lube."

"Get away from me asshole," growled Carl heading for the showers with his cheeks blazing red and the whelps from the towel across his ass.

Casey resisted the urge to laugh along with the guys, he knew all too well what humiliation had been like and wanted no part in it even if Carl was a jerk for assuming he was on the juice due to his developed talents and trying to get the rest of the team to want him kicked off.

The messy brown-haired lad shook his head and headed toward the farther showers, not at all wishing to bring attention to the fact that he'd still been vastly different when it came to his physical anatomy than the other boys laughing it up and snapping each other with towels because of Rick getting them all riled up.

Rick had been having the time of his life it seemed as the guys and he wrestled and smacked each other with towels while laughing their collective heads off. Casey headed into the farther showers dropping his towel when he'd finally been out of view of the other boys and Rick respectively.

Casey sighed as he stepped into the shower enjoying the heated water beat against his aching muscles and the scent of his body wash quickly replacing the stench of sweat as he lathered up a good deal beneath the water. All seemed to be going well until he found himself doubling over and the sensation of his heart racing had gotten the better of him.

Confused and a bit scared, Casey fumbled about in the shower unsure if he should ask for help as the beating of his heart continued to ring out in his ears. He felt the sudden sensation of his teeth elongating into fangs and his cock throbbed as he gripped the slick tile in a bid to keep himself upright. He was having a full-on panic attack by that point and nearly passed out when he felt Rick suddenly inside the shower scooping him up into his arms and holding him against the tile.

"Breathe Casey," he instructed Casey in a stern tone despite being naked himself as he held the younger lad against the tile. "Just breathe and focus on me and my voice."

Casey's eyes began to water as his panic slowly began to subside now that Rick had been there his bare muscled toned body holding him against the water-slick tile and his chaotic dark eyes filled with a good deal of concern.

Casey did as he suggested and focused on him and the way the water slid down his bare chest and soaked his scars and tattoos respectively. His heart rate began to ease and he felt the fangs retract in his mouth as he continued to do as Rick instructed.

"R-Rick?" he asked rather nervously as he attempted to make sense of what happened to him.

"It'll be alright." said the brooding older boy with a smirk."Your wolf side just got overexcited a little, no big deal just keep it calm."

Casey sighed.

He couldn't imagine what it must have been like for Rick, he had apparently been dealing with his condition on his own with no one to instruct him on how to go about it.

"T-Thanks," he said in a rather sheepish tone. "For being here."

Rick smirked.

"Don't mention it," he replied.

It took a moment for them to realize that their naked bodies were pressed against none another amid the running shower and Rick felt his cock stand at attention as he maneuvered to pull away from his younger lover. Casey gripped him and let out a low whimper as he felt the loss of skin-to-skin contact with his lover.

"Hey," said Rick. "We can't be too careful with you being overexcited as it is, last thing we need is you transforming at school because you got all hot and bothered."

"Says the wolf that can't stop fucking me beforehand." countered Casey narrowing his eyes at Rick.

"And I still can't stop fucking you," replied Rick annoyed. "But you ain't strong enough to resist the change so close to a full moon, let alone at school even if I wanted to take you here and now, you'd shift mid-act and that wouldn't be a good look for either of us."

Casey pouted as Rick smirked and stepped away from him.

"Just finish your shower and try and keep calm," Rick instructed him. "When you get the hang of this whole thing I promise to pound your tight dripping pussy for the whole day straight."

Casey sighed knowing all too well that Rick had been right to have them hold off, his body was still adjusting to having his hormones accelerated and he'd nearly transformed off the mere implication of excitement.

He turned around and finished showering as Rick left him to finish and ventured into the other shower to avoid the temptation altogether. While he had been concerned for Casey, he was in fact still a horndog in his own right when it came to him.

Still, Casey had wished he'd stayed if only to keep an eye on him due to his growing level of anxiousness.