Date: Sun, 27 Oct 2013 23:00:58 -0500
From: Kurt S <fionixfeyer@hotmail.com>
Subject: Teen Wolf: The Boys of Beacon Hills - Chapter 2

Teen Wolf - The Boys Of Beacon Hills

* Please Note: This story is an original work of slash fiction and does not
imply any real or true events, nor the true sexuality of these Characters
or the Actors that portray them. 'MTV's: Teen Wolf' is sole property of MTV
and MTV networks. *

Author's Note: Thanks for the overwhelming response to this story. So why
has it taken so long for me to get out the second chapter you ask? I've
been in the process of moving but have finally settled into my new house.
So no more waiting guys, here's the second installment in my story. Please
let me know what you think, I love to hear from all of you. You can message
me at:

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ENJOY!

Chapter Two: When the Past Comes Knocking


The school's parking lot was already a sea of commotion as Scott swung his
silver sports car into its assigned space. The cars, a veritable cross
section of social classes, were in tight rows. Their owners and friends
gathered around the fenders in semi-circles as they discussed the weekend's
wild parties and disastrous dates. `No matter what else changes, School
always manages to stay the same¡­', Scott thought as he glanced down
at his fingers that were interlocked with Stiles'.


The chatter of conversations was cut off as Scott rolled up the windows of
his car. He looked over at Stiles, who was staring vacantly out the window
at the brick buildings across the perfectly manicured school lawn.
Thoughtfully, Scott rubbed his thumb over the spidery streams of veins and
deep sitting tendons of the boy's pale hand. He was just beginning to
realize that even with his perfect sight, there was something so beautiful
about Stiles that he had never really noticed before. Like layers of dirt
and dust had been wiped of the windows of his eyes revealing something that
had been there all along.


"Are you ready?" Scott said, looking up at Stiles with a smile.

"Huh? Oh, yea, sure.." Stiles uttered reluctantly.

Stiles was glad that he and Scott had been able to talk about last night on
the ride over. The kiss they had shared had cemented things in a way, but
as they had pulled into the busy parking lot a new anxiety had begun to
gnaw away at his stomach. Only an hour before he had been unsure of where
he and Scott stood, and now they were dating. `I guess you skip all of the
red tape in relationships when you've known the person half your life'
Stiles thought bemusedly. But it wasn't the overnight blossoming of his
relationship with Scott that had cornered his mind. It was the sinking fear
of what would become of them outside of the messy four walls of Scott's
room. It wasn't exactly like either of them were known as "the gay guy" on
campus and he wondered how Scott and his classmates would react. `That is
if they ever find out..' A dark voice whispered in the back of his head.
He didn't know which would be worse. Scott and him could handle what people
might say, but he couldn't help but worry what it might do to their budding
connection. It might just be enough to put Scott off altogether. But then,
he wasn't sure he could live with constantly hiding their relationship
either.

"Are you okay?" Scott asked tentatively. Stiles could see a line of worry
wrinkling Scott's forehead.

"Yea, I'm fine. Great!" Stiles lied, feeling stupid for letting his mind
run away with him when he finally had what had been wanting for years in
his hands. "Ready!"

Scott brought the back of Stiles' hand up his lips and tenderly kissed the
soft skin. Stiles looked surprised as he held his hand there for a moment.

"You worry too much, Stiles." Scott said answering the questioning look on
his boyfriend's face. "We'll deal with whatever we have to.."

"How did y-" Stiles began, both unsettled and relieved by Scott's knowing
gaze "Oh right¡­You're using your werewolf mojo aren't you?"


"I don't need to smell your fear to know that you're worried about
something." Scott said, a reassuring smile pulling the corners of his
mouth. "You get the same look on your face when you get bad news, or when
your Dad is late coming home from work.."

"So what do we do? I mean-Are we gay all of a sudden?" Stiles spat out in a
hurry, his voice becoming frantic. "Hey everyone, Scott McCall, one of
Beacon Hills' most eligible bachelors is off the market. He's currently
shacking up with Stiles on the weekends having sweaty gay sex. Why don't we
just tell everyone that you're a werewolf while we're at it? I'm sure that
would go over just as well."

Stiles' mouth went slack as Scott burst into laughter. He stared at the
teen wolf incredulously as Scott fought the storm of giggles that racked
his stomach.


"Oh that's funny is it? I'm glad that the potential destruction of our
social lives is a laughing matter to you¡­" Stiles said lightly, a
faint smile breaking the seriousness of his face.

"I think you're overreacting a little bit Stiles!" Scott said as he wiped
the tears away from his eyes.


Scott sat up in the driver's seat, pulling Stiles across the interior of
the car by his hand. He could see that Stiles' mood was changing, but the
worries that were obviously bothering him got him thinking. He didn't care
what people thought, not if it meant losing what he had just gotten with
Stiles. Maybe it was just the intensity of the wolf that shared his body,
or just the perfect closeness of Stiles' face at that moment, but he
couldn't stand the thought of Stiles with someone else.


"It's going to be fine.." Scott said softly as he ran his hand along the
angular curve of Stiles' jaw. "If it isn't, we'll make it fine."

Stiles relaxed under Scott's hand and comforting words. He wasn't convinced
at all that everything would okay. But the certainty in Scott's voice was
enough to momentarily slam the door on the anxiety in his stomach.

"Okay.." Stiles whispered finally. "I trust you¡­"

"Good!" Scott said cheerfully before planting a small kiss on Stiles'
lips. "Let's get going, we've only got six minutes to get to first period
and my Mom is going to kill me if I get another detention!"


Scott snatched up his black backpack from the backseat and quickly hopped
out of the car slamming the driver's side door. Stiles, following suit,
grabbed for the small mesh bag and began to reach for the door. His hand
fell through the air as he realized that Scott had already opened it and
stood grinning outside the car. He looked like a chivalrous gentleman from
the old movies that played on T.V. late at night.

"Thanks." Stiles said awkwardly. He could feel the heat rising in his
cheeks as he stepped out of the car. Looking around he seen that the
parking lot was nearly devoid of people except a few random stragglers who
briskly walked towards the main entrance. `He really had meant it with the
dating comment..' Stiles thought to himself somewhat surprised.


The air still felt cool outside, Stiles noticed as he and Scott walked up
the sidewalk at the back of the school. He could see the prisms of light
refracting off the drops of dew that covered the short blades of grass by
the sidewalk. They were beautiful tiny orbs of light that shimmered in a
multicolored show of dazzling color.


"Stiles?" Scott said walking closer to the fair skinned boy beside him.


"Yea, Scott?"

"What exactly did you mean when you said that I was only ONE of Beacon
Hills' most eligible bachelors?" Scott's voice sounded amused.

"Well I couldn't say you were the only eligible bachelor, that would sound
like favoritism." Stiles joked, bumping his shoulder up against Scott's
solid frame.


"So there's no one else that you'd rather be with? I mean, I could maybe
put in a good word with some of the guys if you wanted.  I'm sure that once
they heard about how you are in the sack they might be willing to give it a
go." Scott chuckled softly.

Stiles looked sideways at the bronze muscled werewolf and
smiled. "Nope¡­I don't want anyone else."

Scott smiled at that, as he took a hold of Stiles' hand. "Good." He said
finally as he opened the squeaky metal door that led into the main hall. "I
don't think I can share."


The two boys walked into the fluorescent lit building, hands entwined as
they headed off towards the first class of the day.

***

Ethan cut off the purring engine of his bike and carelessly pushed down the
kickstand with the heel of his boot. His skin was warm despite the icy wind
that had been pelting his bare skin only moments before as he jetted down
the side streets of Beacon Hills. `One of the many perks of being a
werewolf' he thought to himself as he climbed off the bike.


The campus parking lot looked empty except for the hundreds of cars that
sat parked in neat rows. He frowned as he noticed an empty spot at the end
of senior's parking spaces. Where are you? Ethan wondered, pulling his cell
phone from the back pocket of his jeans.

The screen read `No New Messages' in a small script that made Ethan's mouth
pucker in concern. He leaned against his bike, putting the phone back into
his pocket as another bike pulled into the space.

"What's up, bro?" His twin said, twisting his keys out of the ignition.


"Nothing. Danny's just late.." Ethan said as he looked at Aiden.

His twin brother unseated himself and stretched, the muscles in his arms
flexing and tightening in a show of physical grace. Ethan had always
enjoyed the shared good looks that he and his brother possessed. They had
lean, sturdy frames that sported endless lines of coiling muscle. Their
faces were more classical in the sense of male beauty. All strong jaws and
hollowed cheeks. They would have appeared cute. Except for the cool eyes,
that looked more like black than brown, gleaming like obsidian under their
sturdy brows.


"I'm sure he just overslept." Aiden said dismissively. "Or maybe you're
starting to rub off on him."

"Your point being?" Ethan asked, slightly annoyed at the careless tone in
his brother's voice.

"Well, if you haven't noticed. We're not exactly on time ourselves. How
many days have we missed altogether?" Aiden said stuffing his keys into his
jacket. "I don't know why we're still bothering. The only reason I'm here
is because of you, and the only reason you're still keeping up appearances
is to play this game with him."


"It's not a game¡­Besides, we didn't finish High School when
Deucallion found us, did we?" Ethan stated morosely.

"Whatever you say.." Aiden said lightly, dropping the conversation that had
turned into an argument several times over the past few months.


They had spent the summer setting up house in the outlying foothills of
town. With all the money they had been able to pocket in their time with
Deucallion, Ethan had turned the stolen money into a small fortune with his
affinity for numbers and stocks. They were now the owners of a sizeable
property and three story house that was nestled in a secluded strip of
forest.


Aiden chuckled to himself, while he had been busy making their home the
hottest party scene in Beacon Hills, Ethan had spent countless hours trying
to make it look like the houses you see on the covers of magazines. But he
couldn't blame him. They hadn't had a place to call their own in long
time. Even before Deucallion had found them and claimed them, they had been
at the bottom of their pack, mistreated and abused by the other wolves.


He was happy for Ethan, he could see how much all of this meant to him. The
house, the school, waking up under the same roof with food in the fridge,
even his human boyfriend Danny. Although Aiden was still not too happy to
share his brother so readily with another person. They had both had various
flings and meaningless sex from time to time, but this was different. He
could see the way his brother looked at the human, like he was the only
thing in the world. Maybe he was jealous that Ethan had been able to make
that kind of connection, then again he thought, maybe he was just angry
that he didn't care to.


Ethan shuffled his boots restlessly as he shifted sideways on the seat of
his bike. He felt the small St. Sebastian medal that Danny had given him on
his birthday shift across his collarbone. Thumbing the flat shiny medal,
Ethan couldn't help but smile. He was glad that he and his brother had
finally gotten out from under Deucallion's controlling reins. They had
helped Scott and the others outmaneuver Deucallion and the druidess, and
since then Scott had been more than willing to bury the hatchet. Derek Hale
however, was a different story altogether.

Ethan looked over, blinking away the memories that marched through his head
as a blue car pulled in. "Danny." he whispered, breathing a sigh of relief.

"That's my cue." Aiden said as he shot a half- forced smile at his
brother. Before adding thoughtfully "I'm going in, I wouldn't want to miss
whatever boring lesson Mrs.Wilson has planned.."

Ethan watched as his brother trudged up the steps to the front door before
turning to jog down the aisle of parked cars. As he rounded the golden
Camry that was parked next to Danny's car, he saw his boyfriend getting out
in a flurry of movement. He noticed that his light blue sweater was
slightly wrinkled and his usual perfectly styled hair wasn't quite as
pristine as it usually was. But it didn't matter, the huge white smile that
was plastered on his boyfriend's face as he spotted him, was the only thing
he could see.


"You're late Mr. Mahealani¡­" Ethan said in a mock serious
voice. "We'll have to talk about this is my Office."

"Hey Babe. I know, I'm late! My alarm didn't go off this morning and I'm
positive I set it last night after I got home from work." Danny said as he
strode over to Ethan, clasping his hands around his strong
neck. "But¡­We can do whatever you want as long as I get my kiss."


"Really now? You might regret that¡­" Ethan smiled before setting his
lips firmly against Danny's. "Mmmmm¡­maybe I'll ignore your tardiness
just this once."

Ethan wrapped his arms around Danny's long athletic torso, resting his
hands in the small of the boy's back. He could smell the familiar clean
scent of Armani aftershave on Danny's neck. Ethan loved the way he smelled,
his natural scent always reminded him of rain and white flowers.


"I don't like it when you work all weekend, I miss you.." Ethan said
sweetly as he pressed his forehead against his boyfriend's. His warm breath
tickled Danny's eyelashes.


"I know, I missed you too. But I've been trying to make sure that I get the
IT internship next year. You don't want an unemployed boyfriend do you?"
Danny asked, running his hands along Ethan's hard muscle bound shoulders.

"I've told you, I can buy you anything you want¡­just say the words."


"You make it hard to be a honest contributing member of America's work
force, you know that?" Danny teased, looking into the dark flinty eyes he'd
memorized a thousand times. .

"You could do it from home, that way we'd never have to leave." Ethan said
as he played with the hem at the back of Danny's sweater. He lifted the
dense pale blue material and ran his fingers along the two muscular divots
above his butt.

Danny's heart skipped a beat at the touch of Ethan's warm hands. Everything
about his boyfriend was dark and seductive, like a predator luring it's
prey into its final moment. He had been instantly attracted to the languid
and graceful demeanor that Ethan always seemed to possess. Even when Ethan
was doing the most mundane of tasks, every movement was perfectly
controlled and purposeful. It was like watching a dancer move silent and
perfect across a stage.


The school bell rang, a shrill and piercing sound that brought the two
entangled boys out of there gratifying embrace.


"Shit!" Danny swore as he looked back the school. "We're gonna' be late to
first period."

"Well, technically we're already late." Ethan said smiling coolly. "Come
on, let's bail. I have a better idea."

Danny hesitated at first, but he couldn't help it. He wanted to go with
him. He could always forge a Dr's note. He'd done it last year when he
skipped school to go to a concert in L.A. Besides, he thought, there
weren't any tests today, so he could grab the homework from someone later
tonight.


"Okay." He said finally, pressing the small button on his key fob to lock
his car.  Smiling he added "Let's go make up for this weekend."


Ethan grabbed Danny's hand and drew him down the line of cars to his sleek
black Ducati. His eyes darted around the school making sure there weren't
any staff members lurking outside. He didn't mind if they saw him, but he
didn't want to get Danny into trouble, especially not so early in the
school year.


"Here.." Ethan said pulling off his leather jacket, a wistful smile pulling
up one side of his pale pink lips . "you'll freeze without this."


Danny started to object, but Ethan always seemed to be warm enough. He was
like a furnace, Danny thought, most of the time he ended up kicking off the
sheets because it was so scorching hot with Ethan's body against his. He
had wondered before why that was, but then again there was always something
so mysterious about Ethan. Danny had never gotten a full grasp on his past,
but he would always see the look on Ethan's face when he asked and figured
it was just too painful to talk about.

"Thanks." Danny said as slipped the smooth leather over his arms, zipping
it up to the hollow of his neck.

Ethan straddled the bike and pulled it upright, sending the kickstand up
with a firm nudge of his boot. The motor came to life under his practiced
hand as he started it. He was greeted instantly by the perfectly timed purr
of the well-tuned engine. It was a sound he had always enjoyed. Looking
over his shoulder he motioned for Danny to climb on.

Danny slid onto the seat of the bike, locking his arms around Ethan's
sculpted waist. It had taken him several trips on the back of Ethan's bike
for him to start to relax and enjoy the thrill. Ethan walked the bike
backward out of the space he shared with his brother before sharply
twisting the throttle. They peeled out of the school parking lot, the
engine roaring loudly as it geared up. A moment later they were speeding
down the main road weaving through morning traffic.



***

Stiles sat in the uncomfortable desk, fighting a losing battle with his
sleepy eyes. He propped his chin up on top of his hand and absentmindedly
doodled on the paper in front of him. He had managed to pay attention
during his first period History class enough to know that he would be
forced to write a paper on the industrialization of Europe later that
week. Why anyone thought History first thing in the morning was a good idea
was beyond him, he thought sourly.

He eyed the large stubborn wall clock that hung above the whiteboard at the
front of the room. Each stroke of the minute hand felt like hours were
passing instead of seconds. Come on! Stiles thought, trying to will the
next fifteen minutes of Senior's English to pass. He had said goodbye to
Scott after History, during which he had spent nearly the entire period
glancing over at the wolf next to him ever few seconds. There was an uneasy
tangle in his stomach. It felt strange to be away from Scott after last
night and his mind was jumbled up with a near constant thought of him. It
was like having the melody of a song playing in the back of his mind only
to find he couldn't remember the lyrics. It was driving him crazy. Luckily
next period was his and Scott's lunch and every class after that they had
together. He just had to get through the next few minutes.


Stiles nearly knocked his desk over when the bell rang resulting in several
strange glances from the other students in his class. He rocketed to his
feet and out the door, nearly sprinting through the growing mass of people
to get to his locker. As he came around the corner he felt two hands grab
onto to the back of his T-Shirt, dragging him backward into the darkened
recesses of a janitor's closet.

"Wha-" Stiles' shout was muffled as a strong hand clamped around his mouth.

"Shhhh! Be quiet!" Scott whispered in his ear, reaching around his to pull
the wooden door shut.


Stiles relaxed and let go of the hand that Scott has used to quiet him. He
could barely see except by the faint glow of the lights outside the door
that shed a ghostly aura across the small room. Scott's hands on his
shoulders squeezed lightly as they turned him to face the back of the room.


Scott was standing in the shadows, a pleased look on his dark face. Stiles
could see the flash of his eyes that were well suited to the black inky
shadows. That's an unfair advantage Stiles thought to himself grumpily. He
was about to say so when Scott closed the space between them, hungrily
locking his lips against his own.

"I¡­..mm¡­Couldn't wait¡­mmm¡­I had to see
you¡­" Scott murmured breathlessly between kisses.

Stiles raked his hands through Scott's thick silky hair, grabbing two
handfuls as he kissed Scott back. His eyes closed as he explored the
velvety wet mouth connected to his. There was an urgency in his body, the
need to feel Scott's skin and breath on his flesh was unhinging every
reservation he had. He felt like he was starving, and Scott was the only
way to end the hunger inside him.


Sensing Stiles' frantic state, Scott slide his palm down the boy's
stomach. His fingertips digging their way past the waistband of the jeans
and boxers he had given him that morning. Searching for the cock that lay
just beyond, it didn't take long for his fingers to reach the base of the
semi-hard dick that was still filling out from the excitement.

"Oh¡­Scott¡­Mmmm.." Stiles moaned, breaking away from the kiss
as Scott's hand massaged his growing shaft.

Stiles slid his hands down Scott's built chest and abs, coming to rest at
the small silver button of his jeans. Stiles smiled slyly as he unbuttoned
them, pulling the zipper down slowly. Scott let out a heavy breath of
approval, the muscles in his shoulders bowing forward slightly.


The cotton of Scott's red trunk briefs felt like a second skin as Stiles
ran his fingers along the flat muscled surface of Scott's pelvis. It was
warm and the muscles tensed under his hand. Stiles licked his lips leaving
a shimmering gloss on their exterior. He peeled the tight fitting underwear
down, exposing the perfect light brown skin that sat above the dark tufts
of black hair.


Hefting the hardening cock out of the shadowy confines of Scott's jeans,
Stiles inspected its flexible body from a new perspective. It was wide and
sturdy at the base, with large ropey veins spreading out around its
length. He could barely close his fingers around the girth but it wasn't
even completely hard yet he thought. Scott moaned audibly as he began to
stroke the smooth swelling head. His fingers caught its thick flaring neck,
causing the cock to twitch and drool in his hand. Scott's cock was
beginning to feel like iron in his hand, impossibly hard and smooth. He
realized his own cock was aching as Scott toyed with it in his jeans.

"God Stiles¡­" Scott breathed as he jerked the underwear and jeans
down from around Stiles' hips.


Stiles could feel the cool air around his bare legs and ass. A sensation
that sent shivers up his spine. Scott moved his hand away from his hard
cock as he bent down, pulling off Stiles' shoes. Stiles didn't stop him as
he slid the jeans and underwear off his ankles, leaving him completely
naked, except for his socks. Scott backed away from him until he was
standing against the back wall of the closet. What was he doing? Stiles
wondered.

Reading the puzzled expression on Stiles' face Scott held his hand out and
motioned for him to come to him. Stiles followed, moving carefully through
the dark.

"Put your arms around my neck.." Scott said as he tugged his own jeans down
to the floor.


Stiles reached out and clasped his hands together behind Scott's neck. He
felt the muscles tighten as Scott stooped and firmly gripped his legs. In
one deft motion, Scott lifted Stiles up and onto his hips.


Stiles clumsily wrapped his legs around Scott's waist, his cock now wedged
between their stomachs. His face was so close to Scott's that he could feel
his hot breath on his collarbone in steady bursts. The electricity that he
had felt last night was back again, arcing its way up between their bodies.

Scott leaned the center of his back against the wall and brought the tip of
his throbbing hard on up to Stiles' ass. The muscles in his arms bulged and
rolled as he held onto Stiles, firmly gripping the boy's butt in his
hands. Spreading the cheeks apart, his cock slipped into place against the
soft pink flesh. Stiles gasped at the sudden heat against the
depression. The glistening head of Scott's dick pressed firmly against the
entrance making the tight muscle contract. Stiles whimpered as the muscled
released, allowing only portion of the large head to slip through.


"Mmmph¡­" Scott crooned as the first waves of pleasure rolled down
along his swollen shaft.

He nuzzled Stiles as he lowered him onto his dick, letting the weight of
the boy's body carry him down its length. Stiles moaned softly, his
interior stretching to accommodate the large dick that sought out it's
home. The pain was much less than the pleasure he felt this time around,
although its sting was growing more and more addictive to Stiles'
body. Stiles began to breath is short pants as he came closer to the
growing base of Scott's cock.

"That's it¡­" Scott murmured "Take it all in.."

Scott bit his lip, aroused by the mix of pleasure and pain on Stiles'
face. He liked to see his reaction, something that he didn't get to enjoy
last night. Stiles' ass was only a few inches away from his pelvis and
Scott could feel all of the boy's muscles quivering at the growing
pressure. Scott let his arms go slack, letting Stiles' slide down onto the
full length in one quick motion.

"Ah!" Stiles cried sharply as the last few inches forced themselves past
his tender hole.

Scott began to grind his pelvis against Stiles' ass, making his dick burrow
around the tight warm space.  Stiles slipped into a mass of moans and
wiggles as Scott's dick lit up the sweet spots in his ass.


"Oh fuck! Holy Shit!" Stiles cried with each prod of Scott's pleasure
inducing motion. "Fuck Me Scott!"


Scott began to swing his hips, bringing them up sharply to force his cock
deep into Stiles. He growled as the soft cushion around his cock slicked
up, wet and slippery from Stile's arousal and his own precum. His back
protested from the rocking motion that sent it slamming into the hard
concrete wall with every powerful thrust. Stiles started to pant as he
bounced against Scott's hard body, the force jarring the nerves his already
straining legs.


Stiles' hearing was blurred with the wet smacking sound of his own ass
against Scott's balls and the faint chatter of people outside the door. He
had nearly forgotten where he was but the thrill that they could be caught
any minute rushed down his dick. The space opened up between their body as
he shifted in Scott's hands. Holding on to Scott's thick muscled neck he
drove his other hand down to find the soaking wet head of his own cock.


"Mmmm¡­.Oh!" Stiles moaned as he began to jerk off. His body lurched
as rivulets of precum dripped from the round end of his appreciative cock.


Scott shuddered as Stiles' muscles contracted from the influx of
pleasure. His balls tightened up, their essence begging to be spilled
out. He gritted his teeth, willing himself not to cum. He puffed in deep
short breaths as sweat began to bead across his arms and forehead from the
intense workout.

"I want you to cum for me." Scott said, his voice low and rough.


Stiles' cock jerked in reaction to the smoldering voice. He began to pump
his dick faster, his lips pulled tight in concentration. The head of his
cock was getting more sensitive with each stroke of his hand. He could
smell the thick salty aroma of his and Scott's precum and sweat hanging in
the air like a dense fog. It turned him on as much as the wet sliding sound
of his own hand on his cock.

"Uhhhhn! Scott!" Stiles cried out at he bucked his hips eagerly against his
fist letting Scott's dick slide out of his ass in a tingling zap of
gratification.

Stiles' balls contracted as he clung onto to Scott's chest with his other
hand. A blinding explosion of blue and black streamed across the back of
his eyelids as his cock sprayed Scott's chest and stomach in a shower of
cum. He felt each of the shots leave his cock in a mind-bending barrage of
bliss.


Scott watched as the euphoric waves spread through Stiles' body and
realized that his arms were the only thing keeping him upright. He gently
lowered him to the floor, letting him crumple onto his knees. Stiles looked
up at him with those bright eyes that were now full of contentment as Scott
ran his hand along the side of Stiles' head, His short hair tickling his
palm.

He began to jerk off, the warm sticky lube of their own invention felt
amazing. Every fiber in Scott's body wanted to cum for Stiles. Wanted to
share every bit and inch of itself with him. Scott brought his dick closer
to Stiles, the head nearly pressing against his cheek. He moaned as the
underbelly of his cock caught fire.


Scott pushed his cock through his fingers one last time as long white
rivers of jizz shot along the side of Stiles' face. His knees felt as if
they were going buckle underneath him as his balls released the pressure
that had been mounting since that morning.

Finally, after the last of the tremors had passed through his cum spattered
body, Scott knelt down in front of Stiles. He looked as if nothing could
touch him, as if he was floating along some sun soaked river at the edge of
the world. Scott leaned in close and kissed his lips. He could taste his
own cum on part of Stiles' mouth, which they shared as they worked against
one another's lips.


Scott raised up as he pulled of his damp shirt, revealing a black tank top
underneath that clung to his sweaty skin. He smiled, somewhat amused by the
mess he had made on Stiles.


"Here¡­we'd better get you cleaned up.." Scott said as he toweled off
the side of Stiles' face with the soft cotton.


"Maybe we should start wearing raincoats.." Stiles finally said jokingly.


"Into rubber much?" Scott said fixing him with a surprised stare. "I never
knew.."


"Ha and Ha, Scott¡­" Stiles said standing up and snatching the shirt
from Scott to wipe the slick coat of cum off his softening cock.


When they was satisfied that they weren't dripping with the results of
their closeted encounter they began to get dressed. Both of them stealing a
few last glimpses of the other's body.


"I love you Stiles.." Scott said softly kissing his forehead.


"I love you too Scott."

Scott lingered for a moment, savoring the tender moment passing between
them. It felt like the world had slowed its turning just for them, as if
time itself had stopped its endless procession just to witness their stolen
moments. Was it always going to feel this way? Was Stiles always going to
affect him so powerfully? Scott wondered as he went to open the door of the
closet.


"We should still be able to grab a quick bite before our next class.."
Scott said looking back at Stiles who smiled.


"Sounds good¡­but you'll probably want to stop by the locker room to
get another shirt¡­I mean, we can't have you parading around like
that all day. No one will get anything done. " Stiles said in a playful
voice, giving the sexy werewolf a once over with his eyes.


"You're probably right¡­Not many people can handle this" Scott said
lifting the tank top to show off the perfectly toned abs and deep cutting
"v" above his hips.

"Alright, Alright." Stiles said pulling his tank top down. "You don't need
to make us mere mortals in the room even more self-conscious."


Scott laughed as he turned the doorknob and walked out into the emptying
hallway. He waved behind him to tell Stiles that they were in the clear
when we felt the hairs on the back of his neck stand on end.

"Well Well¡­What do we have here?"


***

The forest slipped by in a blur of green ,yellow, and fiery reds as Ethan
and Danny careened down the stretch of highway outside of Beacon
Hills. Danny's stomach was buzzing with adrenaline as Ethan masterfully
navigated the hairpin turns that wound its way further into the
foothills. He felt like the furiously humming bike beneath them had
transported them into a different world as he took in the scenery. The
changing trees stood among large shifting banks of low lying fog that clung
to the hillsides. Even under the heat of the Sun that rode across the sky
sending shafts of light here and there, the fog persisted. He swore that if
he closed his eyes he might open them in some different place, a different
world full of dreams and magic.

Danny smiled every time Ethan shifted on the bike, his muscles swaying and
tensing as he maneuvered the machine along the road. Ethan always seemed so
at home when he drove, like the bike was an extension of his own body. He
felt the bike lean as they turned onto a gently curving road off the
highway.

The grade in this road was much steeper, and he could smell the dense
clusters of pine trees that grew up along either side. He wondered how old
they were, a few were obviously younger but there were some that looked
like ancient sentinels standing watch over the valley with thick bristly
nettles the length of his forearm.


Danny felt the bike gear down as he and Ethan crossed a small metal bridge
that arced over a large stream. The stream's surface was like a thousand
blue green mirrors that gurgled as it rushed over the masses of large
stones and boulders. The stones looked ancient as well, he thought, with
fingers of lichen and moss spreading over their surfaces.


Ethan had slowed the bike to a more careful pace as he drove them across
the wet metal bridge. He relished the feeling of Danny's interlocked
fingers against the firm pit of his rib cage. Most of the time he made any
excuse he could to take his bike, which Danny really didn't seem to mind
anymore. He loved the freedom he felt when he sped along the open roads,
not to mention the enjoyable friction of Danny's body against his.


As they reached the other side of the bridge, Ethan opened up the throttle
sending a barrage of loose gravel and stones flying as they took off up the
hill. The woods were closer on either side of the road now, thick with
small bushes and crawling vines. A movement to the right caught Danny's
attention. He turned his head, looking back as he saw a dark shape dart in
between two tall oak trees. His eyebrows drew together in concentration, he
wasn't sure what he just seen or if he seen anything at all. He wondered if
the woods were just playing tricks on his eyes.


"Everything okay back there?' Ethan yelled over his shoulder as he felt the
balance of the bike shift behind him.

"Yeah! All Good!" Danny shouted over the roar of the motor. He tapped
Ethan's chest twice as if to reiterate his words.


They came to a fork in the road. Ethan didn't slow the bike as he took the
one on the right. Ethan and Danny sped up the short rounding drive that
emptied into the circular turn about in front of a house. It was a large
three story home that sat at the top of a rise that over looked a great
deal of the woods below. The home looked like it had been an architects'
modern spin on an old lodge, all glass and heavy wood. Danny could see the
other side of the house through the large clear walls of glass that
stretched around the massive exterior.


Danny had been impressed by Ethan and his brother when he had first seen
the house. Not many adults, let alone a pair of high school seniors, could
have afforded a home like this. It had a ground level that was visible only
in the back that let out into a large patio complete with its own heated
pool. The two upper floors that he could see as Ethan pulled the bike up to
front, had open floor plans, which made the space look even larger.


"Home sweet home.." Ethan said softly as he felt Danny slide off the back
of his bike.

Ethan killed the engine as he parked the bike near the front steps. Getting
off, he watched Danny who was turning in place looking at the surrounding
stands of trees and the countless shrubs and ferns he had planted around
the house. He smiled as Danny spotted a large bush with pale green buds
that poked out here and there around the sturdy looking plant.


"This one is new.." Danny said as he walked up to the recent addition,
Ethan had a small forest of his own growing up around the house. Something
Danny hadn't expected the first time he'd visited the flinty eyed boy's
house.


"Yeah." Ethan said as he walked over. "I just put him in last week, It's a
Moon Hybrid Rose¡­It reminded me of you." Ethan said, his voice was
soft as a wistful smile pulled one corner of his finely curving lips. "It
started budding a few days after I got it in the ground, I think its going
to try and bloom one last time this year."


Danny's eyes sparkled and narrowed, Ethan had a deep streak of
thoughtfulness and caring that most of the world never seen. It was his own
private version of the sharp and rough edged bad boy everyone else saw when
they looked at Ethan.


"Its beautiful. I can't wait to see it." Danny said, looking up to see
Ethan staring at him with those captivating charcoal colored eyes.

"My thoughts exactly." Ethan said as he stepped towards Danny, his hands
taking hold of the other boy's hips. He tenderly kissed the soft skin of
his mouth. They embraced for a moment, Danny's dark eyelashes fluttering
against Ethan's cheeks.


"Come on, let's go for a swim." Ethan said pulling his lips away
reluctantly.


"Sounds good." Danny said, grinning from the contact that dazed his senses.


Ethan led the way up the stone stairs that ran up to the impressive front
door, quickly turning the key and letting Danny inside. The entry way
rested a few feet above the floor of the main level. It was a large open
space with only the heavy wooden beams and furniture to define the
areas. The entire house seemed like it was in a constant state of
contradiction, the open space and floor to ceiling glass walls made the
rooms look bright and almost ethereal. While the floors and accents were
made of some dark stained hardwood that made the rooms feel somehow heavy
and solid.


They walked through the spacious living room, which was packed with
mahogany colored leather couches and low sitting glass tables. Danny liked
the minimalist style that Ethan had worked hard to create in the house. He
knew that many of the framed photos of black and white landscapes that hung
along the interior walls were original prints, but there were no pictures
of Ethan and Aiden, or anything that would resemble a family to be found
anywhere.


Danny wandered casually through the white walled hallway behind Ethan,
whose characteristically graceful gait made no sound on the hardwood
floors. Unlike his own, he noticed, that issued various squeaks and scuffs
from the rubber soles of his sneakers.


Ethan ducked into a bathroom, grabbing two fluffy black towels before they
came to another wide room at the end of the hall. A room that Danny guessed
had been meant to serve as a den with its large fireplace. But Ethan had
let Aiden turn it into a game room of sorts. It had a huge Flat screen T.V.
against the interior wall complete with shelves of video games and their
matching consoles. At the front wall of glass were several long tables
lined up for pool, air hockey, and ping pong.

They crossed the room to the glass door that led onto the deck. The deck
ran the length of the house above the ground floor and over looked the
patio, pool, and spacious backyard. Danny could see a bird circling low as
it prepared to land in a pine tree at the edge of the yard. He loved to
stay here when he could. It felt so far removed from the busy streets of
Beacon Hills and its constant clamoring of people.


They took the deep concrete stairs that led down to the patio, the Olympic
sized in-ground swimming pool was crystal clear and he could see the blue
and white tiles dancing along its sides in a geometric pattern. The air was
still somewhat cool he noticed as he watched the faint tendrils of steam
coming off the pool's warm water.


Ethan had already laid the towels across one of the lounge chairs when he
turned back to look at Danny. His eyes were slits as he grinned a white
gleaming smile. He slipped off his thick soled boots without untying them
and pulled off the socks underneath. Danny watched as the muscles in his
arms flexed and popped with the motions. How did he get so lucky? Danny
wondered as the dark eyed boy began to pull his skin tight shirt over his
head. The sides of his ribs and lateral muscles expanded as he lifted his
arms, making his chest look even larger in contrast to his narrower
hips. Danny could see the white band of his underwear riding along the
front of his lower stomach, clinging to the plunging lines of his muscles.


Ethan unbuckled the thick leather belt that had been pulled snug around his
waist. The buckle jingled as he unbuttoned his dark washed jeans and pushed
them to the ground. The air was cool, but he barely seemed to notice as he
stepped out of the crumpled pants that wrapped his ankles. He liked it when
Danny watched him, it sent a jagged point of excitement straight into his
chest. It was more than a chemical and physical attraction, he thought,
there were always the deeper constraints of love and devotion that he
willingly bound himself with.


The air rushed out of the world as Danny looked at the muscular boy in
front of him. The sounds of birds in the treetops and the quiet murmur of
the water cycling in the pool all fading away into whispers. Ethan was
moving towards him, the precise movement of his muscles was like watching a
panther stalking through some dark jungle. His arms were taut balls of
muscle that lengthened into long plump ridges down his forearms and his
chest spread from a deep groove into two firm hills topped with dark pink
nipples the size of quarters. There was an easiness to the way his muscles
wrapped around his frame, fluidly moving from the thick tissue of his chest
into the tight lines that segmented his stomach. His legs were elegant and
shapely limbs with dense curves that ended in long nimble feet.


"Here, let me help." Ethan said, chuckling to himself as he unzipped the
borrowed motorcycle jacket and gently pulled the sleeves off of Danny's
sweater clad arms.


Lifting the edges of Danny's shirts, Ethan breathed a low audible sigh of
approval. Danny's jeans sat loosely around his small sculpted waist, the
lower reaches of his abdomen diving into the designer jeans. He tossed the
sweater onto a nearby chair and wrapped his hands around Danny's smooth
trim shoulders. The skin under his fingers was soft and warm, his flesh was
color of golden honey.


Ethan stooped as he kissed the sharp indentations of Danny's collarbones
eliciting a breathy gasp from his lips. He slid his mouth along the bone,
burying his nose in the other's neck as he kissed the deep hollow at the
center. Danny's cologne was strongest there, and Ethan loved to feel the
delicate tissue under his lips. His ears pricked up as he heard the solid
thrumming of Danny's heart increase. He latched his mouth onto the boy's
neck, the tendons and sleek muscles stretching under his lips and teeth.


"Ethan¡­oh." Danny murmured as heat spread from his neck into the
rest of his body.


Ethan growled lightly in response, running his palms over the tensed
muscles of Danny's biceps. Danny pressed his bare stomach against Ethan's,
feeling the hot muscles burn away the cold air that had been chilling his
stomach. He felt his jeans slide away from his hips as the other boy
hastily undid the button, letting them slide to the smooth concrete.


Tearing his hungry mouth away from Danny's reddening neck, he pulled the
athletic sneakers and sock off of his bony feet. As Danny lifted his leg to
free himself from the jeans, Ethan grabbed a hold of his calf bringing his
lips down to the warm jutting curve of his ankle. Lifting the other, he
kissed the pale surface of Danny's foot while running his hand along the
back of his muscular legs.


"So I take it we're skipping the swimming part?" Danny said with an amused
smile.

Ethan looked into his dark brown eyes, a roguish expression pulling its way
along his brow and lips. "I didn't know you were so eager to get
wet¡­"


Ethan put his arm behind Danny's knees and back, swiftly cradling him in
his arms as he stood up.

"Whoa!" Danny shouted surprised at the speed of Ethan's movement. "Wait,
no! No, No, NO!" He yelled as Ethan carried him to the shallow end of the
pool, the other boy's chest contracting as he laughed.


"Now would be a good time to hold your breath." Ethan said between laughs,
his legs tensing as he jumped into the pool taking Danny with him.


The water exploded into clouds of bubbles as they sank in its crystalline
depths. Danny had managed to suck in a lungful of air before Ethan had sent
them crashing into the warm water but the sudden drop had him questioning
whether or not he had left his stomach somewhere on the patio. He opened
his eyes, the water sliding over their surface as Ethan's powerful arms
found his back and lifted him to the surface.


He sputtered as the water from his hair dripped down across mouth. Ethan
was standing shoulder deep in the water in front of him. As they looked at
each other they erupted into laughter, sending spasms across their
stomachs. Danny swatted the surface of the water, send a wave of water into
Ethan's face. He soon regretted it as Ethan launched himself through the
water. His hands moved deftly as he targeted the sensitive areas of Danny's
body making the boy squeal and giggle from the relentless tickling.

"Ah! Please! St-Stop it! Please, Mercy! Mercy!" Danny screamed between
breaths as he thrashed in the water.


Ethan's laughter was ringing in Danny's ears as he said "Do you take it
back? Huh?! Do ya'?' His fingers jabbed deeper as if to punctuate his
questions.

"Yes! Yes! I take it back! I swear!" Danny shrieked trying to get away from
the onslaught of Ethan's fingers.


Ethan pulled Danny close to him, the other boy's body was still
quivering. "Good." He said before reaching around Danny's back and seizing
his firm ass through the soaked underwear. He pressed their bodies together
tightly, his hands massaging the round muscles. Their cocks were squeezed
between their hips, with only a thin layer of cotton dividing them.


Danny brought his hand up, running his finger along the side of Ethan's
wide and strong jaw. There was a sadness to his face, but Danny wasn't sure
if it was just the pouty curve of his lips or the pronounced brow that was
always drawn down firmly. He knew there was more than Ethan ever said, but
he was willing to wait. He pressed his lips against Ethan's wet mouth
clumsily.


"Mmmm¡­" Ethan moaned between their lips making Danny's mouth tingle.


Ethan slipped his hands under the waistband of Danny's underwear, the firm
smooth skin dimpling as the muscles tensed. He pressed down, pulling the
waterlogged boxer briefs down to Danny's slim thighs. His cock pulsed once
as he ran a hand down the deep crease of the other boys ass.


Danny pulled away from the kiss, a hiss of enjoyment cutting across his
tongue. He slid his hand to the back of Ethan's head, drawing the boy's
lips into his neck once more. He felt the sharp tips of Ethan's teeth graze
the sensitive skin there as he worked the crease of his ass. There was a
slight pressure as Ethan hungrily pressed his finger into his tight hole.


"Unnh¡­Ethan.." Danny whispered breathlessly against Ethan's
shoulder. He could feel the finger slipping in and out, teasing the
interior of his ass.


Ethan moaned as Danny's cock filled out, the head grazing the length of his
own semi-hard shaft through the thin material of his underwear. He couldn't
wait to get at that hardening muscle, to run his tongue along its
length. Ethan brought his lips away from Danny's neck and slowly slid his
finger out of the boy's warm flesh. Danny moaned once as the finger left
the entrance of his ass, sending a twitch through his pelvis.


"Why'd you stop?" Danny asked looking surprised and somewhat disappointed.


"I'm not.." Ethan said with a smile as he wrapped an arm around Danny's
back and under his bare bottom. "I just need to get you out of this pool so
the fun can really begin."


Danny smiled and wrapped his arms and legs around his strong
boyfriend. "Then by all means, let's get out!"


The water sloshed around them in broken waves as Ethan carried them up the
tiled steps that led out of the pull at one corner. It was much colder
outside of the heated water, making Danny shivered as a small breeze ran
along his back. The sun was now high in the sky above them, it would be
about noon now Danny guessed.


Ethan carried Danny in his arms leaving a trail of dark spots on the
concrete where the water dripped off their bodies. Bending over, he
deposited Danny in a long white plastic lounge chair. Ethan smiled as Danny
looked up at him, the other boy's eyes were warm and innocent. But the
thoughts of Danny's innocence vanished as the boy placed one arm behind his
head and ran the other hand across his chest and down the center line of
his stomach. Twisting hips slowly, Danny pushed down the underwear that
were still dripping around his thighs, using his foot to drop them at
Ethan's feet. He was putting on a show for him, Ethan realized. Danny
brought his hand back up, running a finger along the underbelly of his hard
cock that laid lazily across his stomach.


Ethan loved the shape of his dick, it was sleek and nearly eight inches
long with a almost perfectly round pink head. He could see the bright
glossy sheen of water riding along its contours in glistening lines under
the sun light. He licked his lips as Danny brought one leg up, rolling his
shapely balls in his fingers.

"Damn¡­" Ethan said as he crouched at end of the chair "You know I'm
the luckiest guy in the world, right?."

Danny smiled, he felt the chair shift underneath him as Ethan started to
pull himself up between his legs. A chill ran up his back as Ethan's tongue
slid across the smooth muscles of his inner thigh. He inhaled sharply as
teeth closed around the tender flesh there before turning into softer
kisses.


Ethan made his way expertly along the ribbons of muscle. He knew all the
sensitive spots on Danny's body by heart at this point and never missed an
opportunity to use them. Pulling his mouth away with a small pop, his eyes
found their way to the sexy pair of balls that hung between the boy's
thighs. Danny's cock bounced on his stomach as Ethan's tongue darted under
his balls, pulling one of the round fleshy orbs into his warm mouth.


"Oh yeah, Babe¡­" Danny crooned as the hungry wet mouth worked it
ways around his balls.


With his nose buried deep in Danny's skin, his nostrils flared as they
pulled in the boy's unique scent of rain and flowers that mixed with sweat
and a faint trace of chlorine from the pool. A tongue of fire licked down
his own cock, making it bulge uncomfortably against his soaking wet
underwear. A frenzy was climbing its way through his body as he slipped his
hands under the backs of Danny's legs. He pressed them upward into the
other boy's stomach revealing the smooth tight curve of his ass. Ethan
spread the crease of the flesh there, excited by the sight of the delicate
pink ring. He could feel his own cock twitch in approval as he lowered his
mouth to the tensing muscle. Danny squirmed, short moans leaving his throat
between breaths, as Ethan's tongue worked against his hole.


"Oh fuck, Ethan! Mmmmm¡­" Danny exclaimed as Ethan sank his face
feverishly into the sensitive area, his wet mouth was sliding around the
flexible muscle franticly.

Ethan reluctantly drew his mouth up from Danny's ass, he didn't want to
stop but he wanted to taste Danny's cock more. Indecision furrowed his brow
for a moment before Danny brought his legs down stretching them alongside
Ethan's arms. He caught sight of the long erect dick that jabbed towards
Danny's bellybutton and pounced.

His tongue lapped its way up the underside of the pulsing shaft, enraptured
in the smooth texture of the bulging ridge of muscle that passed under his
mouth. He looked up into Danny's face who was eagerly watching him before
wrapping his lips around the polished head. He used his lips to maneuver
the shaft into his mouth. The first few inches slid over his tongue, a
salty and tingling taste erupting over its surface.


Danny shifted in the chair, his ass muscles clenching as he lifted his hips
upward. He moaned as Ethan's hot slippery mouth enveloped the end of his
dick. Ethan dove down on the hard cock forcing its length into his
welcoming throat. The sprays of the neat and trimmed black hair at the base
of Danny's cock tickled his nose as he twisted his mouth around the shaft.
He began to suck the other's boys dick in slow passes, rolling his tongue
over the spongy head. Danny continued to buck his hips, trying to push his
cock in as deep as he could, into the arousing warmth of Ethan's throat.

"Oh god¡­that feels¡­so good" Danny managed to squeeze out
between moans.


Danny floated in the ecstatic waves of Ethan's touch. It felt an eternity
passed while his boyfriend teased and attended to the raging state of his
dick. He felt like he could cum soon, but he didn't want to, not yet, not
without Ethan inside of him. Danny gingerly wrapped his fingers in Ethan's
short brown hair bringing boy's gaze up to meet his own. His balls clenched
tightly as Ethan let his cock slide out of his mouth with a satisfying
pop. Ethan's pink lips were glossy and wet with precum and spit as his
mouth split in a devilish grin.


"What?" Ethan asked, raising one eyebrow.

"Come here." Danny said softly, moving his hands to rest on Ethan's
shoulders.


Ethan climbed up the chair. His legs and arms bulged as he supported his
weight, levering himself over Danny's body. Danny gasped as Ethan's cold
wet underwear touched his thighs.


"Sorry!" Ethan said as he realized the cause of Danny's reaction. "Guess
these have got to go, huh?"

Ethan leaned to one side as he jerked on the elastic of his underwear,
eventually pulling them down far enough that he could kick them off in a
wet sloshing sound on the concrete.


"There." Ethan said smiling as he situated himself back over Danny.


Danny bit his lip as he felt Ethan's long thick cock graze his pelvis. It
felt hot, like a glowing red brand straight out of a fire, against his
skin. He raised his head bringing his lips to Ethan's, there was a moment
where their lips touched. A moment that sent a shower of tender sparks
across his face. Danny could taste his own salty mixture in Ethan's mouth,
something that he couldn't help but be turned on by. Wrapping one leg
around Ethan's hip he threw his weight so that he could trade places with
Ethan. He was sure as soon as he did it, that if Ethan hadn't controlled
the sudden motion he would have sent both of them tumbling onto the
ground. But in the end, he found himself on top, straddling the hips of a
naked Ethan who was now staring up into his eyes.


Ethan smiled as Danny took control, he enjoyed that his boyfriend, although
much less dominant than he, liked to be on top of the action from time to
time. He looked up at Danny, rays of sunlight were exploding into a bright
halo behind his head. He looked like his own dark version of an
angel. Enjoying the change of a pace, Ethan put both of his hands behind
his head ready to receive whatever Danny had in store for him.


Danny half-smiled, a coy expression darkening some of the light that always
seemed to shine from somewhere behind his eyes. He was aroused by
Ethan. Somewhere deep in the back of his mind he knew that even more than
all the attraction he felt for the muscular boy, there was the ever present
thought that he could really be the one. His soul mate. The thought made
him chuckle, his eyes connecting with Ethan's in the magnetic way they
always had.


"Close your eyes¡­" Danny said softly as he trailed his fingers
across the taut surface of skin around Ethan's belly button.


"Heh¡­Okay¡­" Ethan crooned, clearing his throat once before
the long thick lashes around his eyes closed.


Danny was still, mesmerized by the beautiful way Ethan's chest expanded in
slow even breaths as he waited. Danny couldn't help but stare, everything
about his boyfriend was perfect.

Ethan was about to peek when he felt a warm breath graze the sensitive skin
of chest. He nearly jerked when a velvety wet tongue drug its teasing
length along the outside edge of his ribcage. He hadn't been expecting
that. The drying line of spit left a chilling sensation down his side as
the cold air brushed his skin. He shivered as Danny's tongue returned,
flicking across the round curve of his pec before a sharp set of teeth
seized his already hard nipple.


"Sssss¡­Ah!" Ethan hissed as Danny worked his nipple between his
teeth and tongue. It stung, but he could already feel the head of his cock
becoming slippery from the excitement.


With his eyes closed, Ethan's other senses became heightened. He could hear
the slightly elevated beats of Danny's heart who he could tell was
thoroughly aroused. But more, his skin was alive from all the rubbing of
Danny's bare flesh against his. It was like a web of pulsing energy was
spinning across the contours of his body.

 He felt Danny shift on top of him as he changed positions to play with the
other nipple. As he moved, Ethan felt his boyfriend's ass rub against the
shaft of his engorged cock. His semi-dry skin stuck to the delicate tissue,
making the head of his shaft skid teasingly along one ass cheek. He
growled, the glistening pink skin of his lips partially parting to reveal
the tips of his white teeth. At that moment, all he wanted to do was force
his dick past that wonderfully supple hole. As if the fates had conspired
to torture him and planted a thought in his boyfriend's mind, he felt the
firm ass swing lower to sweep along the top of his cock.


"Unnnhh¡­" Ethan moaned as the valley of Danny's ass perched at the
tip of his throbbing shaft.


Danny smiled, placing his hands on the firm angles of Ethan's shoulders as
he toyed with the thick member that curved along the back of his ass. He
could feel the small curls of hair above Ethan's dick tickling the
underside of his balls, making the swollen orbs contract in their sac.


"Danny." Ethan breathed. "Oh God. Danny¡­"

Danny watched the thick muscles that wrapped around Ethan's stomach flinch
each time he ran his ass along his cock. His realized his own cock was
screaming with desire as he drug its head across the flat hard surface of
Ethan's belly with the motion. Standing up on his knees, Danny was about to
take hold of Ethan's hard cock when it slipped past his ass and slapped
against the boy's stomach with a wet thud.


Ethan's eyes fluttered opened, as his cock lolled to the side, and he
grinned at the surprised expression on Danny's face.


"Oops¡­" Danny said quietly, curbing the urge the laugh. "He's a
little slippery.."

Ethan chuckled "He's just really excited¡­" His eyes scanned Danny's
torso, stopping at the beautiful dick that jutted out from the boy's
pelvis. "And I can't blame him."

Danny smiled wistfully at the compliment as he reached behind him, his hand
eventually finding the hefty base of Ethan's cock. It felt heavy in his
hand and hard like iron as he pried it away from Ethan's stomach. He was
always surprised at how hard Ethan's cock got when they were together. It
was unlike any other guy's he'd ever felt.

Ethan shifted his hips under Danny, the muscles in his dick stretching
almost painfully as the boy brought its length up to his ass. He brought
his hands out from behind his head and rested them gingerly on the neat
trails of black hair that ran along Danny's muscular legs. Looking up,
Danny's eyes were shifted to the sides as he concentrated on getting his
cock into position.


"Mmmm¡­" Danny hummed softly as the large head slid into place
against his tensed muscle.

Ethan watched the boy's face, a mix of pleasure and pain knotting his brows
as he slowly eased down the first few inches. He breathed heavily, the warm
muscle enveloping his throbbing cock in an ecstatic embrace. There was a
small release as the head slid deeper into the warm recesses of Danny's ass
eliciting a stifled moan from Ethan's throat. Danny began to work the end
of his cock with practiced motions. It felt like countless tongues of flame
were licking the underbelly of his dick, making it impossibly hard.


The world swung away from Danny as the thick shaft of Ethan's cock
penetrated his tender hole. It was a feeling of fullness and pleasure that
he had come to crave when he was away from his dark eyed boy. He exhaled
sharply as the sturdy muscle swelled in girth inside of him. The sensitive
ring of flesh was buzzing as the round lip of Ethan's head teased its
interior over and over. He felt Ethan stir beneath him, his strong legs
raising up to brace his back before Ethan pushed deeper into his ass.

"OH!" Danny exclaimed, swearing as the swollen cock barreled halfway into
his body. He could feel the powerful pulse of Ethan's blood as it pounded
its way through the hard flesh.


Danny tossed his head back as the member continued to plumb his depths. His
sight was blossoming into a field of red from the glaring light of the sun
that filtered through the back of his eyelids. This was it, this was the
only thing he needed to keep living every day, he thought to himself. Just
Ethan and me. He would follow Ethan into his mysterious world, somewhere
where magic seemed somehow possible, and he'd never look back. Danny let
out a loud moan as Ethan's hips swung upward, pushing the last of his thick
inches home.


Dropping to all fours, he hungrily locked his lips with Ethan's. There was
an urgency that always overtook his senses when they were together, a deep
need to be as close as possible for fear of letting the other slip through
their fingers like smoke. Danny dug his fingers into the thick masses of
Ethan's shoulders. The entirety of his body was quivering from the constant
onslaught of Ethan's massive cock. It was as if an electrical storm had
been unleashed in his entire body, singing its way from the depths of his
being and out along his limbs.


Ethan's ears were filled with the rapturous cacophony of passion around
him. The wet smacking of his hips against Danny's soft skin and the moans
that welled up inside his lover's throat only to be lost in between their
interlocking mouths. All against the never ceasing thrumming of blood
coursing through Danny's body, engineered by the heart that furiously
worked in Danny's chest. It was all enough to send him plummeting ever
deeper into the would-be enchantment that spun its web around their
bodies. He never heard the sound of footfall quietly breaking through the
underbrush of the forest. Nor did he pick up the familiar scent that
meandered its way on gentle breezes.

"You know, if you were throwing a party the least you could have done was
invite your older brother.." A voice said, cutting through all the spell
binding distractions of Ethan and Danny's private world.

Like the swiftness of a jungle cat, Ethan sat up in a flurry of near
invisible movements. His knees drew close pulling Danny's bare body against
his own to shield his lover's naked flesh from the on looking eyes of his
twin brother.


Danny was about to ask what was wrong when Ethan's gaze drew his eyes off
to the left. He suddenly felt somewhat self-conscious as he saw the object
of Ethan's apparent fury. It was Aiden, shirtless and standing with his
sinewy arms crossed over his chest, a sly smirk gracing one corner of his
mouth. Ethan never looked like that, Danny thought. The shadows that always
seemed to dance around him were like the cool shade underneath a tree
during the hottest part of the day. He was like a shining piece of antique
metal that had tarnished from years in the elements. He was charming. But
Aiden was cut from the blackest part of a starless night sky. His steely
eyes and demeanor screamed of danger and wild abandon.

"What the hell are you doing Aiden?!" Ethan spat furiously at his twin.


"I'm hurt.." Aiden said with mock-injury, closing some of distance between
them as he languidly walked around the pool. "And here I though we shared
everything¡­I mean, we always have, haven't we?" Aiden paused, a
self-amused tone creeping into his voice. When Ethan didn't reply he
continued, stepping close enough to their entangled bodies that Danny could
smell his cologne and rugged scent. "There was the boy in Tucson¡­the
actor in Los Angeles, his name was Daniel too if I remember
correctly¡­and who can forget the guy in Ontario, now that was night
to re-"


"Shut up Aiden." Ethan cut him off, obviously annoyed at all of the
unnecessary reminders. "He's not like that.." Ethan stated, his eyes
cutting toward Danny for a split second before fixing his stern gaze back
on his brother.

"Don't you think he should decide that?" Aiden said, a seductive expression
smoothing his face. "Not everyone gets to date one part of a matching
set. And I'm sure the thought is bound to have crossed his mind at some
point¡­" Aiden crooned as he ran his finger along Danny's bare
muscular shoulder, sending a wave of sparks down into his spine.

It was true, Danny thought as he looked at Ethan's angular face. There had
been nights when he had fantasized about Ethan and his brother. How could
he not? It was enough to send his mind reeling with the implications of
what Aiden had said. It was like a thousand clips to nameless movies
stretched out in front of him. He could see Ethan and Aiden sharing their
bed with dark, mysteriously beautiful men around the world. Jasmine scented
Nights under pale moons, spent worshipping the glistening bodies of men and
each other in tangles of vibrant crimson colored sheets. He could imagine
the seductive and magical dance of twin bodies, like a mirror meeting its
own shining surface.


Ethan glanced at Danny, whose eyes were distant. It was as if his spirit
had fled those dark eyes to some welcoming respite elsewhere. He looked up
at his brother, a knot of embarrassment and fear creeping into his stomach.

¡®Aiden, I don't think he's comfortable with that.." Ethan began, he
started to move as if to pull Danny as far away from Aiden as he could when
the boy spoke.

"Yes¡­" Danny said softly, as if in a trance. So softly that Ethan
wasn't sure he had spoken at all. "I mean¡­if Ethan wants
to¡­then I'm okay with it."

Danny looked at Ethan, whose expression was surprised at first and then
blank. He couldn't believe he had said anything, let alone that he was fine
with all of this. But there was something in his body urging him
forward. Something that pressed him to experience all the wondrous things
that seemed to be a part of Ethan's world. He wanted so desperately to be a
part of Ethan's past, and to share his future.

Aiden smiled, locking eyes with Ethan who gave him a slight nod. His eyes
almost pleaded with Aiden as if to say `Play Nice' before his arms relaxed
around Danny's lean frame.


The metal closure of his belt jangled noisily as it fell away from his
waist, followed by a sharp zipping sound as he undid his pants. Aiden was
pleased when Danny's eyes turned to him, apparently eager to see what he
was doing. Ethan, whose face was still somewhat blank, also watched with
interest as he let his jeans fall to the ground in a cocky display. He
never wore underwear, it almost always seemed to bunch uncomfortably and
inevitably would end up in places he never wanted it to go. He could feel
the slight chill of the fall air graze against the bare skin of his legs
and butt. It was enough to make the fine hairs stand on end but he never
got cold anymore.


Danny unconsciously bit the corner of his lip as Aiden stepped out of his
tattered dark jeans and shoes. The semi-soft cock that graced his body
swung lazily from the movement making Danny's softening member lurch with
renewed excitement. Aiden's body was identical to Ethan's, muscular and
taut, everything down to the fine hair patterns that dipped low above an
impressively thick cock. He had almost forgotten how close Ethan was to
him, when he felt the other boy's familiar shaft beginning to fill out and
pulse underneath him. They must have done this a lot, Danny thought to
himself, a bolt of momentary panic gripping his stomach. What have I gotten
myself into?

"I have to say brother, you did pick a pretty one¡­" Aiden said, as
if he were commenting on a car rather than a person, which elicited a
venomous glare from Ethan.

Ethan's entire being was at war with itself. A part of him wanted Danny all
to himself. He wasn't like the others, he wasn't just a one night stand
they had picked up in a sleazy bar or on some darkened street. Danny meant
more to him than all of that, he was more. But there was something in
Danny's eyes that told him Danny had thought about this. Some latent
curiosity that seemed to spur him onward. If he wanted this, then he
wouldn't stand in his way. He sighed audibly as he willed the rebellion in
his mind to cease, forcing the voices that warned him of potential ruin
into some forgotten crevice. He and Danny were strong enough to do this,
right? He asked himself. We have to be, another part of his mind answered
him.


Aiden stepped closer, standing himself proudly in front of the pair with
his hands resting on his hips. He looked at Ethan passively before settling
his seductive gaze on the dark pools of Danny's eyes.

The corners of Ethan's mouth pulled up slightly as he watched Danny. For
all the times in the world for him to become shy. He could feel Danny's
hard cock wedged in the hollow of his stomach, he knew he was turned on, so
why did he look so terrified? Is he waiting for me? Ethan asked
himself. Gently, Ethan slid his fingers along Danny's arm taking the boy's
hand in his. The sudden contact brought Danny's attention back to
him. Ethan's obvious amusement at the circumstances seemed to lighten the
stressed expression that rode his exotic features. Ethan raised Danny's
hand and placed it carefully against the sharp, muscular abs of his
brother.


The tension seemed to drain out of Danny's body as Ethan led their hands
down the deeply ridged surface of Aiden's stomach. He paused for moment as
he pressed Danny's hand down the smooth plain of Aiden's pelvis. The heat
of Aiden's body was rolling off in waves. Withdrawing his hand, Ethan
watched as Danny hefted the hardening cock into his hand.


Danny's heart skipped a beat as the spongy member throbbed powerfully in
his grip. He lifted the heavy mass, letting his palm slide down it length
slowly. It was a beautiful thing to behold as it twitched in his hand. The
big head was growing increasingly larger as blood poured its way into the
shaft and the pendulous balls rolled in their sac as Aiden shifted his
weight.


"Yeah¡­Stroke it." Aiden murmured as he peered at Danny through heavy
lidded eyes. "Get it nice and hard.."

Danny began to massage the growing length in his hand, rubbing one thumb
across the tip of the head in circles. He was rewarded with a shiny dribble
of precum that slicked the surface of his thumb. Aiden was getting rock
hard and so was Ethan, he noticed, as he felt his boyfriend's iron hard
shaft pressing roughly against the inside of his ass cheek.


He was surprised when he felt the strong hold of Ethan's hand cradle the
back of his neck. Ethan was pressing his head close to Aiden's dick. He
glanced sideways at Ethan who had leaned forward. He too, was only an inch
or so away from it's glistening hard tip. Ethan brought their mouths
together across his brother's rigid cock in a wet kiss that slicked the end
of its length.


Aiden moaned as he watched his brother and Danny worship his cock
together. He could feel the velvety texture of their tongues working the
sensitive head that seemed to ache from the arousal. It wasn't long before
Ethan broke away from the joint effort. He began to suck on the round orbs
beneath as Danny took the first few inches of Aiden's cock in his warm wet
mouth.


"Fuck yea." Aiden uttered gruffly as he grabbed ahold of Danny's hair
forcing down further on his cock.

Danny's cock jerked as Aiden took control of his mouth, working its
interior with his wide dick. He heard a loud wet popping sound as Ethan
came away from his twin's balls and readjusted underneath him. He wondered
where he was going when he felt Ethan's solid hands wrap themselves behind
his legs and bring his ass up against the head of his own massive cock.


Ethan watched Danny service his brother hungrily as he smeared his own
sticky precum along the clenched muscle of Danny's ass. It was warm and
wet, begging to welcome his cock back into its pleasurable interior once
more. Ethan smiled wryly at the heady sensation before using his muscular
legs to force his length into the tight space.


"Ah!" Danny moaned loudly around Aiden's cock at the sudden
entry. "Mmmm¡­"


Ethan began to fuck Danny, using his leverage to slide his dick further
into the hot cushion of flesh. He would bring it out to the tip before
diving deeply again, which set the pronounced ridge that ran along the
underbelly of his cock abuzz from the repeated motion. He was starving for
release. After being interrupted ealier, his cock wanting to empty its
milky substance more than anything else.


Aiden's moans were low short pants that erupted steadily as they tore their
way from his throat. He bit down hard on his lip, feeling the warmth of
blood welling up from his lips as he thrust his cock deep into Danny's
throat. Burying the boy's nose in the fine sprays of hair that surrounded
the base of his cock. Aiden's balls leapt ecitedly as Danny gagged on its
length, the muscles of his throat spasming around his fleshy head.


Danny's body was wracked in waves of pleasure as the twin's took him from
both ends. The unceasing torrents of electricity that rode along his nerves
drove his own cock into a frenzy of activity. It was like a dam inside of
his body was filling up with nowhere to spill over. He sucked in a lungful
of breath as Aiden pulled his cock roughly from the depths of his mouth.


"Unh.." Danny breathed, panting as Ethan continued to hammer away
maddeningly inside his quivering muscles.


Aiden moved deftly behind him, pushing Danny onto all fours. He kneeled
onto the sturdy lounge chair sliding his hand down the length of his
slippery cock a few times before laying its head firmly against the
occupied hole.


"Ready?" Aiden asked breathlessly.


Danny was about to ask what he was supposed to be ready for but Aiden
didn't wait to hear answer before Danny's vision blurred in a dance of red
and black. He could see Ethan's eyes open from their private revelry as
Aiden's fat head wedged itself painfully into the already stretched hole.


"Ah, God!" Danny shouted as Aiden pushed deeper. "Fuck!"


Ethan moaned as he felt his brother's dick slide alongside his own. He was
mesmerized as he watched the mix of pleasure and pain play across Danny's
face. His boyfriend's eyes were squeezed shut and he could see the bright
white tips of his teeth as he bit down on his lip. Ethan slowed his own
thrusting as he reached up and touched Danny's face tenderly. He was
greeted with the shining surface of two dark brown eyes that instantly
locked onto his own.


He drew Danny back into their world, their private oasis they always
shared. Without breaking their entwined gaze, he slid his other hand
between them and gingerly took hold of Danny's hard cock.


"Mmmmmmmm" Danny moaned, the sudden pleasure of Ethan's touch taking the
edge away from the pain that was blossoming further below.


Aiden began to fuck Danny hard, taking hold of the boy's hips for
additional leverage. He growled as Danny's muscles twitched and moved from
his probing, sending his cock into violent shudders of ecstasy.


"Unh¡­Unh¡­" Ethan started to moan louder as his brother's cock
pushed his own to the edge of orgasm. The head of Aiden's cock was rubbing
the bottom of his, sending waves of fire licking down its length.


Danny felt Ethan's hand close painfully tight around his cock, the muscles
in his boyfriend's stomach contacting sharply.


"Ah!" Ethan yelled as his cock went over the edge and exploded into a
mind-numbing wave of pleasure through his body.


Danny felt the hot jizz spill out into his body, adding another layer of
sensitivity to the tender flesh of his ass. Ethan lay still beneath him,
his body jerking occasionally as Aiden continued to thrust his cock
hungrily into the space. There was a strange sense of fullness that
expanded inside of him, made even more stark when he felt Aiden pull out of
him. He began to stroke his own cock, desperate to unload the mounting
pressure in his balls.


Ethan smiled lazily as he watched Danny jerk off on top of him, he was so
eager to watch his boyfriend cum that he barely noticed Aiden walking
around to his side of the lounge chair.


Aiden rested one knee on the chair and brought his cum soaked dick up to
his brother's mouth. He saw Ethan's surprise and smiled greedily when he
took his cock into his mouth without hesitation.

Ethan moaned as he tasted the salty mixture of his own cum and Danny's ass
on Aiden's rigid dick. He began to work the head between his lips,
eventually wrapping his fist around its girth.


"Oh Fuck." Aiden moaned as Ethan jerked and sucked him off. "God, Ethan, I
forgot how good you are at this.."


As Aiden's cock began to throb from its impending release, he pulled it
from Ethan's mouth and jerked its length ferociously. He took his balls in
his other hand as he began to cum.

Danny increased the speed of his strokes as he watched Aiden shoot several
long strands of thick white cum across Ethan's mouth and cheek. The
pearlescent liquid had begun to pool in the curve of his face in large
puddles. Danny began to moan loudly, pushed further to the brink as Aiden
smeared the rivulets of cum across Ethan's mouth, who began to lick it off
the swollen head. It was more than Danny could stand. The walls inside his
being collapsed in a deafening eruption as his balls squeezed tightly in
their fleshy sac.


"Ahhhh!" Danny cried out as he came, several arcs of jizz spouting hastily
across Ethan's neck, chest and stomach.

Danny lurched forward, dropping his face onto Ethan's chest trying to catch
the breath that had left his body.


"Damn¡­you could have put someone's eye out.." Aiden remarked as he
look at the cum that Danny has shot across Ethan's upper body. He shook off
the last few drops of cum that clung to the end of his dick and began to
chuckle to himself.


The three boys erupted into bouts of laughter. Danny was the first to stop,
sitting up, slowly so that Ethan's softening cock slipped easily from his
ass. He watched as Aiden sauntered away from them and bent over to pick up
his jeans. He had the same grace as Ethan did, Danny noticed. Aiden's firm
ass flexed as he slid his jeans on, taking a moment to tuck away his cock
inside before zipping them up.


"I guess we should get dressed too.." Danny said sadly as he looked up at
the sun. "I have to be at work this afternoon. What time is it anyways?"
Danny asked looking at Aiden.


Aiden dug in his tight pocket and pulled out a sleek black
phone. "Errrr¡­It's almost 2:00.." He said casually as he stuffed it
back in his pocket.


"Shit! How is it that late already? We just got here!" Danny shouted as he
hopped up from the chair and sprinted over to his clothes.


Ethan watched Danny's body move in a flurry of muscle and tensing tendons
distractedly. "Oh." He said as he realized he was watching Danny dress
idly. "What's wrong?"


"I have to be at work this afternoon. So I need to go home and pick up my
clothes and shower."


"No worries, babe." Ethan said sitting up and going to find his own
clothes. "I can drive you back. You still have time."

Ethan stopped as he buttoned his jeans. The wind picked up, rustling the
vibrant red leaves that clung to the limbs of nearby trees. He smelled
something, something very wrong. Turning in place, he faced the woods that
lined the back of his property, a chill winding its way down his spine. The
scent was getting stronger. Its fingers tugged at the strings of some
memory, but the first thing he realized was that a wolf was heading their
way. His heart dropped as he heard Danny's voice asking him if he was ready
to leave. Danny. It was all he thought as he sprinted forward, launching
himself across the yard towards the tree line. He had nearly reached the
thickets and growth of underbrush at the edge when he heard trees bending
and splitting as something large crashed toward him.


A large black shape bounded through the overgrown stand of pine trees and
launched itself at Ethan taking him to the ground hard. Ethan's lungs
caught fire as the air left his body. Pushing past the pain, he felt the
wolf inside him snarl and rip its way to the surface bringing new strength
and power with it. His muscles tensed and expanded as he kicked off the
ground, pushing his attacker off to the side. He crouched, his fangs and
clawed tearing through the soft flesh of his mouth and fingers. Rising to
its feet across from him was a massive black wolf. An alpha.


The alpha circled, trying to line up another assault as he pawed the ground
viciously. Ethan's mind was slipping through memories as he tried to place
the scent, but it stayed just beyond his reach.


Danny gasped as the large animal cleared the tree line tackling Ethan to
the ground. His heart slammed away in his chest, sending adrenaline
careening through his veins.


"Ethan!" Danny screamed as he started to step forward.


Aiden had begun to run towards the impending brawl when Ethan's eyes
snapped back in his direction.


"GET HIM OUT OF HERE!" Ethan snarled loudly before spinning out of the way
as the Alpha lunged at him. "NOW!"


Indecision cleaved through Aiden's mind. Stepping backward once, he
assessed the fight frantically before turning his back on his brother and
taking off around the pool. Ethan could hold his own, he told himself over
and over before he reached Danny.


"Come on!" Aiden spat as he seized one of Danny's wrist and started to drag
him toward the side of the house.


Danny would have fought him, but he couldn't move. He felt like he was
trapped somewhere inside his own body watching an awful horror movie come
to life. He couldn't believe what he had just seen. He could feel Aiden's
strong grip pinching the tendons in his wrist, but he couldn't cry out from
the pain. He just felt his feet clumsily trying to keep up with Aiden's
swift gait.


He looked back as he and Aiden rounded the corner of the garage. He could
see the massive creature and Ethan dancing around one another, one always
missing the other. What the hell is Ethan doing? His mind screamed. Why
isn't he running too?

"Get in!" Aiden yelled at Danny, who realized the dark twin had managed to
back the sleek red sports car out of the garage without him noticing.

"I..I have to help him. I need to go ba-" Danny said numbly.


"GET IN THE FUCKING CAR!" Aiden shouted, waiting only a moment before
reaching across the width of the cab and jerking the boy haphazardly into
the passenger seat. The door closed with a bang as he threw the car into
gear.


The tires screeched as Aiden tore his way down the driveway. He kept
glancing at the rear view mirror, but he wasn't sure what he was expecting
or wanted to see there. As they turned onto the road, he punched the gas
and shifted up gears. The car roared as it surged forward pressing its
passengers forcefully into their seats.


All the sound seemed to rush back in as Danny's mind caught up with his
body. He twisted in his seat and looked back at the house before turning to
Aiden.


"Stop the car, We have to go back!" Danny yelled as he gripped Aiden's
shoulder.


"We can't" Aiden said flatly.


"WHAT DO YOU MEAN WE CAN'T? TURN THE CAR AROUND! THAT THING'S GOING TO KILL
HIM!" Danny's voice raised as octave as tears stung the back of his eyes.


"He's fine." Aiden said, looking at Danny sharply. "He can handle
himself. Besides you heard him, he told me to get you out of there."


"Are you crazy? He's not fine! We need to go back. We've got to help him."
Danny said his voice breaking. "Give me your phone, we can call the
police!" Danny uttered frantically, grabbing at Aiden's pocket.


"No." Aiden said sternly, smacking away Danny's hand.


"No? Why in the hell not?"


"It's complicated¡­but suffice it to say, we're not going to help
anyone by getting the police involved."


Danny was quiet for a moment. "WHAT?!" He yelled. "I don't think that
you're thinking clearly Aiden. What the hell is going on? Answer me!"


Aiden's hand crossed the cab in a flash as he shoved Danny back into his
seat, his forearm pressed forcefully across the boy's throat.

"Be quiet or I'm going to end up wrecking this crap car of Ethan's." Aiden
growled between his teeth. "Like I said, it's complicated. Ethan is okay,
and that's all you need to know. You are a distraction, and your being
there could get him or you killed. Either way I lose him, at least this way
he has a chance. So be quiet and let me get you somewhere safe.." Aiden
removed his arm and silently watched the road ahead.


Danny's mind spun off into countless directions as he processed what Aiden
had just said. He didn't understand what was happening and the way that
Aiden was speaking scared him even more. Danny brushed a single tear away
that rolled down his cheek. What was that thing? And Ethan, he had seen his
eyes change in a flash of red. Beyond anything else, he was afraid of
losing Ethan. He could see the beautiful steely eyed boy lying mangled on
the ground where they had just shared a passionate afternoon entangled in
each other's embraces. His stomach rolled torturously at the thought.


"I don't know what I'd do¡­" Danny said weakly. "I can't lose
him¡­"


Aiden sighed heavily as he peered sideways at the boy beside him. He looked
so frail, and utterly helpless. Some part of him felt bad for Danny.


"Look." Aiden began sharply before softening his voice. "Ethan cares a lot
about you. I've never seen him taken to someone so much before¡­He's
going to be alright."


"How could you know that?" Danny asked, finally managing to whisper. "He
could be dead already¡­"


"No. He isn't.." Aiden snapped. "I would know¡­" He paused looking
over at Danny. "And you would too.."


***

Ethan cried out as claws slashed along his left shoulder. Blood blooming up
around the wounds and sliding down his arm. He cursed from the pain and
brought his elbow down, catching the large wolf in the ribs with a
sickening crunch. The wolf side stepped, a whine escaping its mouth as it
struggled to regain its composure.


"Come on!" Ethan yelled at the beast as he crouched low.


The Wolf turned, snapping at Ethan as it charged. Ethan wrapped his arms
around its neck trying to throw his weight so he could bring the Alpha to
the ground. But as he bent to throw the wolf off balance, he felt the
canine buck underneath him sending him sprawling onto the grass. Ethan
winced as his head hit the ground first, sending a bone jarring wave
crashing through his limbs. He blinked away the black dots that swam in his
vision as a figure overhead swung into view.


Ethan tried to sit up, to move, but the person standing over him pinned him
to the ground with his foot. The man knelt, his weight bearing down on
Ethan's chest. Ethan struggled to pull away, to get free, as the pressure
forced itself out through his sternum. His vision was blurred but as the
man got closer his memories came flooding back in a tumbling wave of anger
and fear.


"Gregor." Ethan managed to spit out as he grabbed ahold of the man's bare
ankle to relieve the pain spreading in his chest.


"I'm glad you remember me Ethan.." Gregor laughed darkly. "Because I
haven't forgotten you."