Okay, a few things first. Make sure its legal to read stuff like this. Also it's a bit story heavy on this intended first instalment, but other ones won't be as much so. Have a read through though as it does set the scene and if ur main focus is the sex part be patient ;). Finally any comments, praise, questions, dislikers or death threats are all welcome, like hearing back from readers (you'll be the only reviewers of it too XD) and i normally send a response. If there's even 2 praises though ill make another instalment and put it up. Now thats out of the way, kick back and enjoy some fantasy fiction.
P.S. My e-mail address is p3skyadam@aol.com
The Were in Me
I was home for the holidays.... already crawling the walls. I still had another week of this place! Jesus... Maybe i should explain why i found being at home usually somewhat an horrific experience. I'm 19 now and my name is Adam Harker. I'm currently studying at university in England. Law and history fresher; and if i get this degree maybe i can make it in the career world. Not really sure what as like, but apparently a degree is meant to help in some way. I technically live in the north east, and i speak as a Geordie and write like one. Mind you, we supposedly have the most friendly accent of all the English accents, and Cheryl Cole has boosted our reputation a bit..... supposedly. In truth its quite rough for the majority of us, and most are in debt, and the most of them can't really cope with repaying it. So for the most of my life i was in constant poverty, relatively. The only saving grace was that my mother was quite good with money. My father wasn't. After a crisis my parents split up, and i somehow ended up living with him. I usually had a good relationship with my family, but it was simply the matter of me and my older brother both being hurt, and one of us being a bishop and the other a queen in terms of chess the i ended up being sacrificed so the queen could survive. I was decimated. My father was too concerned about trying to get my mother back, and so i locked myself in my room. Alone. I'd usually been alone out in the world, with having the bizarre ability to seemingly not exist with the same people on the street. Honestly, even with people i was hanging out with they'd lose track of me and not be able to see me.... when i was standing right next to them and had been walking alongside for the better part of an hour actually talking to them. I was amazed at that. I'd often dreamed that this was a bizarre power only i wielded and as i grew up itd grow stronger, until i could walk in and out of places and take stuff and no one would notice. Like a ghost. Which is what i felt like; for five long and lonely years. At university though, i had everything, and that is where i truly lived; the place i called home. For four months id made true friends, felt alive and been happy. A week at home for the holidays had brought me crashing back from the fluffy cloud id gotten used to. I was miserable and worst of all, alone again.
It was during this time that things became... strange. I'd been alone, fending the feeling of it off for the day with a couple of spliffs, and it was getting towards midnight, and with sleep being so far away, having slept as much as possible during the day to not be awake, that i decided to roll another. I couldn't smoke it in the house, or else dad would've got pissy, and when he got pissy he tended pissing away the money he didn't already have. I just wish i knew what the hell on; i mean the man makes good money for a HGV driver. So i decided to walk down to the park down the road, it was tucked away behind a row of houses and was hardly ever used, despite it being in fairly good condition. It was on a hill slope and was shaped in a 8 form, the bottom being the kids area, the top the basketball area with a seat ring with a canopy in the corner, hidden away up on high, and surrounded by hedges or trees. I got there fine despite the thick snow, ice and a thick mist. But it was as i was smoking that it really began...
I was feeling the spliff i was finishing when i heard a growl from in front of me. I couldn't even see it in the mist. All i could see was snow. I assumed it was a dog whose owner had left off of the leash. I waited for a moment, expecting the owner to hear the dog and call him back. There was nothing. I felt a prickle of adrenaline rush into me, and the fight and flight response began to kick in; i readied myself to kick the dogs head in. I began to rise from the seat when i saw it. It took me a moment to register that it was definitely not a dog. Then another moment to realise it was a wolf. Another moment... Oh shit it was coming at me! A dog was bad, a wolf though. These things went for the kill! I reversed my direction to away back over the seat; shifting from fright to get the fuck away as quickly as possible. It took maybe a total of 4 seconds from me seeing it to it lunging at me. It knocked me clean off of the seat ring, landing in a slush of snow. It stood bearing over me, the two front paws at either side of my neck and the main body resting over my chest. I believed i was about to die, so randomly, so unluckily, so me. I opened my mouth to scream a final howl to the world. But instead i felt my mouth full. After a moment of frozen shock it dawned on me i was getting tongued by a wolf, its mussle matching the gap my mouth made and its tongue massaging my own. I was dumbstruck. For a moment i debated with serious fear that i was wildly hallucinating from the green, but no, this was real! I wracked my brain for options, but nothing came to mind other then either letting this continue, or try pushing it off and facing its teeth rather then its tongue. What worried me for some reason was that i was actually enjoying this. I was a virgin in every sense of the word, and my first true make out was with this wolf. It was during this thought that i felt it begin to dry hump my chest. This couldn't be normal behaviour for a wolf could it? After a moment though before i could fathom anything out the wolf moved, stepping forward until direct over my mouth i was panting over its cock, which was centimetres in front of my face. It tried to hump, but instinctively i pushed it away. Only its growls and the baring of teeth stopped me before i could push it cleanly away. I stopped moving, and breathing. For a tense minute it was motionless silence, until i breathed in, in the instant my mouth began to close the wolf thrust forward. 5 inches of wolf cock slid into my mouth, my lips sealing around the shaft. And more was to come, at least another several inches, and then that ball at the base. But the wolf seemed content for now, and thrust slightly to indicate it was waiting for me to do something. What was i to do!? I couldn't believe that this was giving me a hard on. I began to give my first ever blowjob, and to a wolf, a hung wolf. I didn't even know we got wolves in our area. I sucked by instinct, and finding i actually was enjoying the taste of this wolf, which seemed to be enjoying this. But soon it began to hump, forcing more and more down, and i choked as it began to slide into my throat, cutting off the air supply. My eyes watered, and i began to wonder if i would pass out, when suddenly i found i could breathe, just barely mind but breathe nonetheless. I sucked in precious air, before the remaining amount of cock entered my mouth. It face fucked me, there was no two ways about it. I was high, i was scared, i was suffocating and stunned by it all, but man i was loving it. The wolf began to hump faster, beginning to shake and lose the pace into a wild frienzied attempt to go deeper into me, and get the ball in. The edges of my vision darkened as i could not breathe, until with a howl, the wolf came, and wads of thick cum lined my throat, it was like that for a moment, before the wolf pulled away slowly, dripping more cum into my mouth and onto my tongue, which licked around for more for the taste. Then finally i gasped for air, and rolled over as the wolf stepped away. I rolled over, scrambling to my hands and knees and looked at the wolf, which looked back, a few steps away from me. As my brain tried to absorb the facts of what had just happened over the primal enjoyment of it i realised that the wolf was, in only one word, beautiful, It's golden eyes shone in the dim street light which barely penetrated the mist, its sleek coat changed from light gray to dark as it reached higher. I couldn't believe that any of this had or was happening. The wolf though merely turned away and began to walk into the trees. Then, and even now i couldn't understand my actions. I scrambled after it.
It began to run, and i ran after it, at full pelt, but even so i was falling behind as it effortlessly navigated through the trees while i jumped on roots, praying the ice wouldn't make me slip. In a short time though i had lost sight of it. As i tried to stop i slid forward, i tried to grab a branch but missed, and i fell to the ground; and started to slide. We'd gone around the hill a bit and the slope made it into a slide. I felt a stab of panic as i began to pick up speed. I threw my arms around my head fearful that i would soon hit a tree. Instead, after a minute of sliding over a thick sheet of ice i came to a rest in a mound of snow in a clearing in the trees. Standing up carefully i breathed a sigh of relief that i wasn't hurt. Then i realised i could see the wolf across the clearing. It hadn't spotted me, and as far as i could tell, it didn't know i was there. I watched it cross to a pile of colours and then to my horror, i watched the shape extend, the fur recede, until youthful man stood, pulling up what i realised were jeans. The was a t shirt on the ground too. I took a step back, and grimaced at the crunching ice. The guy didn't even look up. "i'm surprised to find you here." He had an irish accent, and looked like Collin farrel. These facts entered my brain as i stared at him. He pushed his hair back as he turned to look at me, and i forced my eyes to his face rather then his well defined top half. "I fell" i said, stupidly. The momentary fear ebbed. It registered in me that this was a man, who had forced himself on me, knowing full well what he was doing. Even worse, i'd enjoyed it. "How dare you!?" i snarled. I took a step towards him, fists clenched.
"How Fucking Dare You!". He laughed. "you didn't seem to object earlier...". I took another step, a burning need to punch his smile away scorched across my chest. " I thought you were a wolf! I thought you'd tear out my throat if i didn't!" He smiled wickedly. " I AM a wolf. I could still tear your throat out". I stopped in my tracks. The burning was there, but buckets of fear threatened to extinguish it. "But you're a human, not an animal." I spat. He chuckled. "I'm a wolf, a cold blooded killer". My face went from fury to appalled. "if your a cold blooded killer then why didn't you kill me back there then?" I was calling his bluff, or least, what i hoped was his bluff. " He shrugged. "you gave decent head, and i thought i'd return the favour you did for me." In the outer area of my eye i could see his jeans begin to stretch and i shook my head. "You're just an animal" I said in cold fury. He laughed. "Do you not think i can't smell the lust you have for me even now?" He winked. I was so mind fucked, but i knew he was speaking the truth. I wanted this beautiful man, only in jeans, defined muscles, veins on his arms, his slight facial hair, and his handsome face. My eyes betrayed me, and darted to his jeans which swelled, barely able to contain the huge member it contained. I was attracted to him, and my body yearned to reach from him, but my mind screamed at these impulses. It changed nothing, this man, beast had violated me. I took several steps forward and swung a punch, directly into that smarmy bastards face. I barely had time to note i missed him, as i felt a force buckle my knees. Suddenly the tenting jeans filled my vision. A hand pressed on my head and rubbed my face into it. Even through the jeans thick wafts of his cock filled my nose. My own raging hard on swelled at the smell. My mind was losing a battle against my primal instincts. Still though, it sent an final order out, i punched upwards trying to hit him in the balls. A small push though on my chest and i was flat on my back. Tears filled my eyes. It was too much, too much lust, too much anger, too much confusion.
Suddenly his face filled my vision, his beautiful blurry face. Tears began to stream down my face I tried to raise my arms, to push him away. I wanted to go back home. At university. But a strong, firm, but gentle pair of hands forced mine to rest on the ground. "Please... let me go..." I begged. I closed my eyes. I'd never felt so powerless. All my life i'd had obstacle after obstacle, and i had to fight to overcome them, or slide by in the shadows. Never had i had no choice. In me i called for the invisibleness that i usually was to claim me, so i could disappear like smoke. I just lay there, waiting for something to happen. My heart was pounding. My mind was asunder with lightning clouds. It hurt as my mind battled against my body, my emotions. I was losing my grip on reality. I tried to find a hand hold. The ground i lay on. Focus on the ground. But the ground seemed a long way away somehow. There was just the insanity of the moment. I just needed something to focus on, "just something to keep me from spinning into chaos" I hadn't even meant to speak. I was on the verge of breaking down and sobbing. Soft lips brushed lightly onto mine. Then stayed. It was that moment that all else faded away. All that there was were his lips, and mine. I began to kiss back. After a moment he pulled away.
I blinked out the tears and stared into his face which looked saddened. He sat up. I staggered to my feet and ran. "W-wait!" he called after me. But i was already into the trees. After a minute i collapsed by a bark and rested my head onto the cool snow. I panted heavily. But only after a few moments i had the crunching of ice the way i had just come. I held my breath and laid flat out against the bark. I listened as the crunching grew louder and louder; and then it began to grow fainter. My mind reeled but something dawned on me. He let me go. I got up to my feet, this bizarre revelation sending doubts into my mind. My curiousity burned. Werewolf? A real werewolf? It was unimaginable. This guiding thought guided my feet. Soon i was back at the seat ring, with the man walking away. "..wait..." it was a weak call, little more so then a whisper. Yet he jumped and span in a flurry around to face me. Shock etched into his face. "where were you!?" He took several steps towards where i stood; rooted in place. I frowned. "you walked straight by me" He shook his head. "thats no possible." I shook my own head. "its the truth". He was just outside of arms reach and he was staring at me, as though he was studying me. "I would've smelled you, heard you, seen you" He leaned in and sniffed. "you're normal, but you're telling the truth..." he mumbled. I had the feeling he was speaking to and only for, himself. He took a step towards me, directly in front of me. I threw my arms around him and clung to him. He was taken aback, not moving out of my way. "You're not an animal..." I said into his chest. That sad look on his face had been sympathy or empathy, something human. "Why though? Why!?" it was the utmost question i wanted, needed answering.
"I, i don't know..." He rested his chin on my shoulder. I could feel his warm breath on my neck. I shivered but didn't move. "I was an animal. I'm sorry for what i did to you." "why?" He wrapped his arms around me and began hugging me to him. "I don't know, i was a wolf, and it just took over me.." I squeezed him slightly. "it.. it's okay.." I don't know why it was like, it just was for some reason now. I didn't understand why and what was happening. But i felt at peace. He began to nuzzle into my neck and i nuzzled into his shoulder. He began to shake however, his grip tightened. I pulled away and pushed. I saw his face, and terror swept over me. His eyes were wild, and gold. He held me tigher and nuzzled harder, his lips trailing over the skin. "stop it!" i shouted but he couldn't hear me. I felt pain in the collar bone. He bit me! I felt blood seeping out for a moment, before it was being sucked out. I tried to scream, but i couldn't. I could just stand there, and not for much longer. As my strength left me and i buckled his arms kept me propped upright. He had an erection and was humping me furiously as he fed. We fell to the ground, him on top, as he humped against me, harder and faster. I didn't know which was going to happen first, his climax, or my dying. But finally he raised his head and with a wolfs howl he again came. The cum soaking through onto my own crotch. I lay there, as things began to white out slowly. I felt no pain, just a strange fading sensation. He looked down at me, and i saw the horror and pain of what he'd just done riddling his face. "what's your name?" he asked. I struggled to speak; i meant to say i'm Adam but it was too much effort. " A-Adam" I choked out through the blood in my mouth. "I'm Sebastian. I'm going to save you." I felt warmth somewhere, but my brain was shutting down. My eyes shut and consciousness began to collapse around me. "come back here wehn ...flul....oon..ises.........."
I jumped as i heard the front door close. "what a weird dream" I stroked my neck. It was solid, and being alive suggested a dream too. It had seemed so real though. I sat up, and gasped. I wasn't wearing my shirt...