Chapter 73: In Bonded Bliss

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

Another round of heated kissing saw both Casey Peterson and Rick Channon finally taking a moment for themselves as they lay back in Casey's bed still naked and drenched in sweat from their most recent exploits. Casey's head rested against Rick's chest as the older brooding boy gently took his free hand in his and slowly rubbed his fingers as their hands clasped together in the darkness that surrounded them and filled Casey's bedroom. It was still a few hours before Helen Peterson would get home for the night and they had been quite nicely enjoying the simple pleasure of being in each other's company.

It all seemed so easy for the two of them. Just sitting together or lounging on the sofa as they found a way to be in each other's arms with minimal effort on their respective parts. Once more Rick kissed the top of Casey's head with an odd measure of affection that he rarely demonstrated when Casey hadn't been hurt or ill.

"If I didn't know any better I'd say you are addicted to fucking me," said Casey breaking the silence that had fallen between them for quite some time.

"Probably not as much as you are addicted to Daddy's big dick," replied Rick in his usual vulgar charm.

Their bodies remained slick from sweat and naked but both had been much too spent from their previous act to indulge one another for another go around. They continued to share a few kisses and light petting between them as Casey's blue eyes met Rick's dark gaze.

"Gonna have to go soon," said Rick still kissing Casey's lips rather slowly.

"Stay," whined Casey not wishing to let his lover go. "You know Mom will let you."

"Gotta help Aunt Dee with the inventory tomorrow," said Rick with a smirk as he kissed Casey's pouting lips and pulled him on top of him.

Casey moaned as he felt his cock pulse against the flesh of Rick's between his well-muscled thighs.

The younger lad closed his eyes feeling his older lover's rough hands move along the small of his exposed back and grip his exposed pale arse squeezing the cheeks as only Rick could making Casey squeal involuntarily in the process.

"Asshole," said Casey quickly smacking Rick across the chest before kissing his lips once more.

Their chests had been pressed together with Casey being on top with his body flat against Rick's amid the bed as the older boy continued to squeeze his pale arse and kiss his neck as they lay there in bed.

"It always feels so good having your big strong arms around me." moaned Casey as Rick continued to kiss his neck and nibble at the flesh of it.

Rick smirked against Casey's skin as he held him close.

"You're still gonna fuck Rachel aren't you?" asked Casey suddenly.

"Yes," said Rick honestly. "Just like I know you're still gonna fuck Courtney."

Casey hissed as Rick continued to suckle his skin as if he had not a care in the world.

"Was she good?" asked Rick licking at the flesh of Casey's neck. "Did you make her tight pussy sing when you fucked her in the bathroom?"

"Y-Yeah." moaned Casey feeling lost in Rick's touch and the sensation of warmth against his neck. "I made her cum so many times."

"She's always been easy," said Rick taunting Casey while still kissing him. "Watched more than a few guys do her before, Rachel was big on public displays but she never allowed me to fuck her friends, said it would make them feel like they are on her level or whatever that shit means."

"Mmmm." moaned Casey feeling himself becoming slowly aroused by the imagery of the handsome brute Rick Channon taking him again and the memory of being inside Courtney. "Fuck..."

Rick smirked once more and sighed before rolling Casey's body off him and scooting toward the edge of the bed. He fished his boxer shorts from the floor and put them on swiftly before collecting his other clothes as he began to get dressed.

"I told you I have to go," said Rick noting Casey's pitiful expression as he lay naked on his bed his pale ass before his lovely dark gaze.

His steady gaze lingered for a moment or two before he forced himself to get dressed despite wishing to lay back beside Casey and never leave his bed. He supposed the old wolf had been right about them, the rut was no doubt getting to them but that didn't mean they weren't close any other time. While Rick had told Casey that he didn't like him having actual feelings for him in place of their usual and frequent sex romps, he couldn't deny that he was beginning to favor the needy younger lad more and more as the days passed.

Finally having put on his clothes and stood near the bed, Rick smacked a nude Casely across his nether cheeks once with his rough right hand before kissing him a final time and heading out the door once he'd been dressed.

Casey rolled onto his back and began to look up at the ceiling. He had not known what to make of the events that lead to his being the sexual partner of two people now that Courtney had taken it upon herself to make him her boyfriend. He had barely even registered that he'd had a boyfriend himself with Rick always finding a means of shoving his massive cock inside him, the young lad had begun to understand the benefits after Courtney had rode him in the school bathroom.

He wondered if her being attracted to him was a side effect of his wolfish pheromones. There was also his intense attraction to Rick and the seemingly unyielding need for him whenever he'd been in close proximity.

Casey had not known why he'd been so needy when it came to Rick, possibly due to him being his first lover and boyfriend to the fact that his blood had been tainted with the mutation of being a werewolf in his own right. He sighed as he slowly began to drift back off having been more or less bored with Rick gone back to his Aunt's place and his mother not yet at home.

He was pleased to note that he hadn't lost Rick after his encounter with Courtney but he wasn't in the least thrilled with the idea of the brooding older boy hooking up with his ex especially when that ex had been Rachel and she was all kinds of annoying.

Casey sighed and allowed sleep to overtake him, knowing all too well that he would most likely have a grueling practice schedule in the coming few days. The coach had really been adamant about them finally getting a perfect season and with Rick and Casey on the team, it was difficult to see any other reason why they couldn't make Coach Bert's dream a reality.