Chapter 91: An Empathetic Transference

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

Casey Peterson bit back a moan as his bare chest pressed against that of the brooding teen Rick Channon's. He could feel the older boy's thick cock inside him as he hissed in reaction to being stretched again so soon after a rapid succession of multiple releases. Rick groaned as he grip Casey's hips and their eyes met in a silent standoff as their bodies adjusted once more. The younger lad moaned as he felt his body slowly slide along Rick's cock loving the teasing sensation of it as he gazed deeply into the dark chaotic eyes of the brooding teen he'd been head over heels in love with and highly attracted to since their first encounter.

The wolf inside him had been privy to the intense beating of Rick's heart as it matched Casey's in the wake of their becoming one, despite being moon fated, there was still a bit of issue concerning Rick's brand of attachment and rebellious nature even when directed by the moon. He refused to fully give in to his impulses and the bond that had driven him to seek out Casey in the first place. The wolf in Casey had recognized it as being fear. He feared getting too close to Casey or anyone in the wake of the tragic circumstances that had resulted in the brutal murders of his family and subsequent rebirth by way of beast blood.

The strange senses that had been of Casey's werewolf side had enabled him to know a great many things formerly hidden to him since before becoming born of the beast blood that had now been coursing through his veins.

"You're hurting," said Casey in a strange emotionless tone that caught Rick off guard.

The brooding older teen narrowed his eyes at his lover and attempted to lift him off of him but Casey forced him back down against the bed, slightly bouncing on the older boy's cock and causing him to groan and reconsider parting in haste.

"Rick...you hurt so much," said Casey in the same emotionless tone as tears began to stream down his pale cheek.

Rick's eyes flickered with a bit of recognition as he realized what had been happening.

"Stop," he demanded annoyed that Casey had delved so deeply into his hidden feelings. "Y-You're an empath?"

The shock spread across Rick's face as his cock pulsed inside the younger lad making Casey moan and bounce on his lover once more.

Casey ran his finger along Rick's bullet scars barely concealed by his numerous tattoos. Visions flooded his mind of a dark and cold forest, a terrified young boy of thirteen heartbroken and alone amid the looming trees with burning lungs and cramping legs moved as carefully as he could manage because his life depended upon it.

"It burned, so much heat...so much blood," said Casey in the same strange tone as his eyes began to glow an eerie white as his hands moved along Rick's torso and former wounds. "Scared, so scared...and alone...so very alone."

Rick gritted his teeth as the memories came to the surface in rapid succession burning and stinging despite his years of literal and involuntary suppression.

More tears streamed down Casey's pale cheeks as he gasped feeling every agonizing moment of the bullets tearing through the poor lad's flesh and into his chest one after the other in rapid-fire motion.

"C-Case....S-T-OP!" shouted Rick to no avail as he felt the pain fill him all over again as Casey's tears continued.

Casey gasped as he felt the agony of Rick's struggling breaths as the bullets punctured his vital organs and he'd been drowning in his blood. If not for the infection on the part of the brute in wolf form, he'd have been dead like the rest of his family.

The memories pierced Rick like sharp glass shards cutting away at him and making the visions of blood return. Casey shifted on his cock and Rick bucked upward driving himself inside the lad in a bid to distract him.

The motion jolted Casey from his visions and he blinked back tears as he looked down at Rick Channon having felt firsthand how he'd died in the woods only for his infected blood to restore him by way of fever.

Casey kissed him deeply as he began to bounce on the older boy's cock in earnest seeking the distraction Rick had offered beforehand. The tears kept coming as the bond between them seemed to only strengthen in the wake of what Casey experienced in the strange vision that made him cling to Rick all the more.

Whimpers escaped the younger lad as Rick began to maneuver to press his back against the mattress while pumping his hips into the lad and jolting him along the bedding like before. Casey moaned as the vivid memory of his lover's torment got the better of him.

The sudden shift in positions caught Casey off guard as his eyes continued to glow white matching Rick's gaze, as he stared down at him as intensely as before as the images shifted from the agony in the darkened woods to the cold cramped bathroom that haunted Casey's memory ever since those horrible moments had taken place.

"Case..." said Rick getting a good look at the most painful memory in his younger lover's mind as he was shoved into the lower boy's bathroom and subsequently the toilet while a group of horrid-looking teens taunted and cheered as their so-called leader shoved Casey's head in the cold water flushing as he gasped for breath and struggled to adhere to his burning lungs.

"Cold water, can't breathe, they keep laughing," growled Rick as his white glowing eyes continued to examine the memory that filled his now angry mind. "Dying."

Casey's memories had been so vivid that Rick had known the name of the school, Feldon Junior High School, and the city where it occurred, Karterton, New Jersey, and even the year 2000.

A snarl erupted from him as the images of Royce Tanner filled his mind and he had already committed them to memory. Casey gasped in shame not wanting Rick to see him at his lowest point prior to reinventing himself when he moved to Fallon Creek. More tears streamed down his cheeks as he fought to suppress the horrible memory but it had been to no avail.

A grunt from Rick startled Casey as he continued his frantic pace pumping his massive cock inside the hidden sex of the younger lad while kissing away the trail of tears along the younger lad's pale face. He was determined to make him forget that memory, the worst memory for his beloved mate as he proceeded to work his cock at an angle that made Casey's toes curl and his body go limp with need.

Casey began to lose himself in the steady rhythm of Rick's cock pounding his insides and jolting him along the mattress as he moaned aloud in the semi-darkness of his new bedroom far removed from that horrible experience and life in the city.

"Uhhhh." moaned Casey feeling Rick's thick cock's thrusts take prominence over the memories.

The sound of skin slapping against skin filled the bedroom as Rick worked up to his release dragging Casey along for the ride as the younger lad moaned and whimpered in the wake of their act. The strange phenomenon of having viewed each other's worst memories had seemingly intensified their mutual bond and had given Rick something of a vendetta to work with.

Rick had no idea if it was due to them being bonded as Mates by the will of the moon or if Casey being an empath already had the strange ability lying dormant, to begin with.

A grunt from Rick and a hot rush of release filled the panting younger lad as his hidden sex was filled to the brim and leaking as the brooding older teen pinned his arms above his head and kissed him rather forcefully while still pumping his hips into him for good measure.

"FUCK!" growled Rick as Casey moaned and whined due to not being able to wrap his arms around his neck while he rode out the seemingly endless waves of release from them both.

Having had his fill for the time being, Rick collapsed onto Casey's body weak and drenched in sweat as he slowly trailed kisses along the younger lad's belly. The images of their mutual memories still burned in their collective minds as silence and sleep began to overtake them.