“Merton, I need to…” He couldn’t say the words. He was Tommy Dawkins. He was on the Football team. He was a werewolf. He did not fuck his best guy friend. But Merton was squirming underneath him, making the sort of noises that drove Tommy crazy. He yanked down Merton’s pants, rubbing at the creamy white globes of his ass and then pulled them apart, letting his cock slide between them, heading rubbing against Merton’s hole.
“Wait! Tommy, wait!” Merton’s voice penetrated the lust fuelled fog that surrounded him and Tommy held back, a low growl issuing from his throat because he wanted to be inside the other boy and he didn’t want to have to wait. Merton pulled the desk draw open, fingers scrambling about till he found a little tube and he pulled it out, turning over slightly so hand it to Tommy. “You have to get me wet. I’m not a girl. Not that you shouldn’t try foreplay with girls either, Tommy. No wonder you never have a date!”
Tommy uncapped the little tube, not bothering to listen to Merton any longer because he didn’t need his technique criticised. He got himself slick, coating his dick and then rubbed his fingers round the rim of Merton’s hole, watching in fascination as it gave and the other boy opened up to him. Merton tensed for a moment and Tommy leant over him, pressing kisses to the back of his neck until Merton relaxed, welcoming the intrusion of Tommy’s fingers. He fucked him briefly with them, just enough to get Merton open and wet and then pulled back.
Merton gasped, hips trying to follow, canting back to get those fingers in him and Tommy felt something in the wolf side of him snap. Merton wanted to be mated. Merton was begging for it and Tommy couldn’t hold back any longer. He pressed the head of his cock into Merton with one hard shove that had Merton biting his lip to keep from calling out. Merton’s sister was home. Tommy really didn’t want her coming downstairs and getting an eyeful of this. He’d never live it down at school, Becky would tell everyone and this was supposed to be private. Tommy didn’t want anyone else intruding on this moment.
Merton rocked his hips back, whimpering softly and Tommy fed him a little more of his cock, slipping in inch by inch till he was comfortably settled inside the other boy. Merton was hot around him, squeezing his cock like a vice and Tommy knew this had been what he need, what the wolf was searching for.
The pace he set was brutal, shoving Merton higher onto the desk, the computer in danger of toppling off and Merton scrabbled under him - alternately trying to pull away or trying to push back. Tommy covered him with his bigger form, keeping him pinned and bit down on the back of his neck. He wasn’t going to let him move. He was going to hold Merton there and fuck him till this mating cycle was over. Merton collapsed under him, whimpering softly and he clenched even tighter. Tommy was aware of a new scent in the air, the smell of Merton’s come and he drove back into him, little bucks that just carried him further into that warmth till he was coming too, howl muffled by Merton’s skin.
He lay on top of his friend for a little while, licking the red mark he’d left on the back of Merton’s neck and then finally pulled away. He ached all over but he was back to his normal self now, no wolf left. He just had no idea how he could ever face Merton. He risked a glance at the other boy to see Merton straightening himself up, Tommy’s come dripping down the backs of his thighs. He felt the wolf stating to stir again and looked away quickly.
“Alpah wolf.” Merton said in a slightly dreamy tone. “But I still think you should let me probe you. You might find you like it!”
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Re: "Mating Cycle" 2/2 (Tommy/Merton, biting and sexual movements, NC-17)
Date: 2012-04-15 09:31 am (UTC)“Wait! Tommy, wait!” Merton’s voice penetrated the lust fuelled fog that surrounded him and Tommy held back, a low growl issuing from his throat because he wanted to be inside the other boy and he didn’t want to have to wait. Merton pulled the desk draw open, fingers scrambling about till he found a little tube and he pulled it out, turning over slightly so hand it to Tommy. “You have to get me wet. I’m not a girl. Not that you shouldn’t try foreplay with girls either, Tommy. No wonder you never have a date!”
Tommy uncapped the little tube, not bothering to listen to Merton any longer because he didn’t need his technique criticised. He got himself slick, coating his dick and then rubbed his fingers round the rim of Merton’s hole, watching in fascination as it gave and the other boy opened up to him. Merton tensed for a moment and Tommy leant over him, pressing kisses to the back of his neck until Merton relaxed, welcoming the intrusion of Tommy’s fingers. He fucked him briefly with them, just enough to get Merton open and wet and then pulled back.
Merton gasped, hips trying to follow, canting back to get those fingers in him and Tommy felt something in the wolf side of him snap. Merton wanted to be mated. Merton was begging for it and Tommy couldn’t hold back any longer. He pressed the head of his cock into Merton with one hard shove that had Merton biting his lip to keep from calling out. Merton’s sister was home. Tommy really didn’t want her coming downstairs and getting an eyeful of this. He’d never live it down at school, Becky would tell everyone and this was supposed to be private. Tommy didn’t want anyone else intruding on this moment.
Merton rocked his hips back, whimpering softly and Tommy fed him a little more of his cock, slipping in inch by inch till he was comfortably settled inside the other boy. Merton was hot around him, squeezing his cock like a vice and Tommy knew this had been what he need, what the wolf was searching for.
The pace he set was brutal, shoving Merton higher onto the desk, the computer in danger of toppling off and Merton scrabbled under him - alternately trying to pull away or trying to push back. Tommy covered him with his bigger form, keeping him pinned and bit down on the back of his neck. He wasn’t going to let him move. He was going to hold Merton there and fuck him till this mating cycle was over. Merton collapsed under him, whimpering softly and he clenched even tighter. Tommy was aware of a new scent in the air, the smell of Merton’s come and he drove back into him, little bucks that just carried him further into that warmth till he was coming too, howl muffled by Merton’s skin.
He lay on top of his friend for a little while, licking the red mark he’d left on the back of Merton’s neck and then finally pulled away. He ached all over but he was back to his normal self now, no wolf left. He just had no idea how he could ever face Merton. He risked a glance at the other boy to see Merton straightening himself up, Tommy’s come dripping down the backs of his thighs. He felt the wolf stating to stir again and looked away quickly.
“Alpah wolf.” Merton said in a slightly dreamy tone. “But I still think you should let me probe you. You might find you like it!”