“Tommy, Tommy. What makes you think I was going to do that?” Merton hid the long, thin metal probe behind his back and gave his friend a wide smile. “I’m just trying to study you for science.”
“For research you can never show anyone?” Tommy reminded him, fidgeting back and forth. Wolfing out because he couldn’t control his emotions was something Tommy had learned to control but wolfing out because of an erection was a new and troubling development. Standing in Merton’s bedroom naked, with his paws hiding his erection, was even worse and he wasn’t about to let Merton near him with anything intended to go inside him.
It would end up like that late night movie Merton had made him watch. The one about alien abductions that he wasn’t sure wasn’t porn but Merton said the sexual overtones were a metaphor for the way in which society probed the individual. Tommy just thought there were a lot of dick-shaped objects getting stuck up some poor frat boy’s ass.
“Yes, but…” Merton finally set down the thin metal probe and Tommy breathed a sigh of relief although his cock jolted painfully. “I…uh, I think you might be going into a mating cycle and I wanted to see if you responded to any external stimulation.”
“Pervert.” Tommy muttered, glancing down at his cock which was painfully hard now. The idea of external stimulation didn’t appeal to him and he clenched his cheeks, certain he really didn’t want Merton sticking anything into him. Merton tapped his fingers against the desk.
“This is your alpha wolf thing again, isn’t it?” He muttered, more to himself than to Tommy and settled at his computer, tapping away. “Can I measure it? I want to see if you’re bigger in wolf form.”
“Eww, Merton!”
“For science!”
“No!” Tommy snapped, willing his erection to wilt away but it wouldn’t. He sniffed the air, the only scent he could detect Merton and that made him feel slightly calmer. He’d been out for a run, running past Merton’s house and suddenly he’d been wolfing out and hard. Thank goodness Merton had been at home because Tommy didn’t know what he would have done if Merton hadn’t been there. Running with an erection was not fun. He just felt good near Merton, safe near him. His dick throbbed painfully and Tommy groaned.
“So, this mating cycle?” He murmured and Merton looked up at him happily. “Do I have to have sex to stop it?”
“Yes.” Merton’s voice wavered a little and there was a blush in his pale cheeks. “I…um…might be a little harder to find a girl who doesn’t mind you all wolfy though?”
Tommy groaned again. He hadn’t considered that.
“Of course,” Merton said, licking his lips. “There’s always another option. I mean, I could help you, Tommy.”
Tommy wanted to tell Merton not to be so stupid, that they were friends and he wasn’t gay but his dick gave a twitch of interest and he felt his fangs lengthening.
“Okay.” He said, nodding and Merton’s face lit up with the brightest smile Tommy had ever seen. Tommy couldn’t help the growl that came out of his mouth and he’s fast when he wants to be. He was behind Merton in a flash, pulling him out of the computer chair and shoving him over the desk. Merton landed with his face smashed up against the keyboard, a number of odd letter combinations appearing on the computer screen.
“My research!” He yelped
“Hands on research is more important!” Tommy gasped, bending over him and rutting against Merton’s back side. Merton quieted down with that, little half-gasps escaping him and Tommy leant forward, nuzzling the back of his neck – smelling the hair gel and gothic aftershave that made up Merton’s scent. It was intoxicating and it made him harder still.
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"Mating Cycle" 1/2 (Tommy/Merton, biting and sexual movements, NC-17)
Date: 2012-04-15 09:30 am (UTC)“Tommy, Tommy. What makes you think I was going to do that?” Merton hid the long, thin metal probe behind his back and gave his friend a wide smile. “I’m just trying to study you for science.”
“For research you can never show anyone?” Tommy reminded him, fidgeting back and forth. Wolfing out because he couldn’t control his emotions was something Tommy had learned to control but wolfing out because of an erection was a new and troubling development. Standing in Merton’s bedroom naked, with his paws hiding his erection, was even worse and he wasn’t about to let Merton near him with anything intended to go inside him.
It would end up like that late night movie Merton had made him watch. The one about alien abductions that he wasn’t sure wasn’t porn but Merton said the sexual overtones were a metaphor for the way in which society probed the individual. Tommy just thought there were a lot of dick-shaped objects getting stuck up some poor frat boy’s ass.
“Yes, but…” Merton finally set down the thin metal probe and Tommy breathed a sigh of relief although his cock jolted painfully. “I…uh, I think you might be going into a mating cycle and I wanted to see if you responded to any external stimulation.”
“Pervert.” Tommy muttered, glancing down at his cock which was painfully hard now. The idea of external stimulation didn’t appeal to him and he clenched his cheeks, certain he really didn’t want Merton sticking anything into him. Merton tapped his fingers against the desk.
“This is your alpha wolf thing again, isn’t it?” He muttered, more to himself than to Tommy and settled at his computer, tapping away. “Can I measure it? I want to see if you’re bigger in wolf form.”
“Eww, Merton!”
“For science!”
“No!” Tommy snapped, willing his erection to wilt away but it wouldn’t. He sniffed the air, the only scent he could detect Merton and that made him feel slightly calmer. He’d been out for a run, running past Merton’s house and suddenly he’d been wolfing out and hard. Thank goodness Merton had been at home because Tommy didn’t know what he would have done if Merton hadn’t been there. Running with an erection was not fun. He just felt good near Merton, safe near him. His dick throbbed painfully and Tommy groaned.
“So, this mating cycle?” He murmured and Merton looked up at him happily. “Do I have to have sex to stop it?”
“Yes.” Merton’s voice wavered a little and there was a blush in his pale cheeks. “I…um…might be a little harder to find a girl who doesn’t mind you all wolfy though?”
Tommy groaned again. He hadn’t considered that.
“Of course,” Merton said, licking his lips. “There’s always another option. I mean, I could help you, Tommy.”
Tommy wanted to tell Merton not to be so stupid, that they were friends and he wasn’t gay but his dick gave a twitch of interest and he felt his fangs lengthening.
“Okay.” He said, nodding and Merton’s face lit up with the brightest smile Tommy had ever seen. Tommy couldn’t help the growl that came out of his mouth and he’s fast when he wants to be. He was behind Merton in a flash, pulling him out of the computer chair and shoving him over the desk. Merton landed with his face smashed up against the keyboard, a number of odd letter combinations appearing on the computer screen.
“My research!” He yelped
“Hands on research is more important!” Tommy gasped, bending over him and rutting against Merton’s back side. Merton quieted down with that, little half-gasps escaping him and Tommy leant forward, nuzzling the back of his neck – smelling the hair gel and gothic aftershave that made up Merton’s scent. It was intoxicating and it made him harder still.