Date: Tue, 3 Jul 2007 03:56:34 -0700 (PDT)
From: Codename Wolf <cdnm_wolf@yahoo.com>
Subject: Codename: WOLF - 0

Codename: WOLF
Chapter 0 - The Prelude

While this chapter is non-sexual, the following chapters may be. Please be
advised that if you are under the legal age in your area for viewing this
site, you had better be very good at covering your tracks. Also be advised
that while these stories are very lusty in nature, they are almost all
fiction and not to be understood as real sex actions. Always practice
safe-sex precautions in real life. Even if you do, as long as you are
sexually active, you should get tested every six months. AIDS is a very
real and very dangerous reality.


Please allow me to introduce the players of this fiction. I am Shane Olson
and I am bisexual. I am now 22 years old, but this story dates back to just
before my 21st birthday to when this tangled web you will read first
enthralled me and the others. This is fiction, but it based on real events
and real people. Names have been changed to protect the innocent, the naive
and the straight.  Poor straight guys . . . they never fully understand, do
they? Anyways, I am 6 feet tall, weigh about 275lbs. Please understand, I
am not fat. I am what is termed "beefy". I am muscular, with a large
build. If I did not have the muscles, I would probably look like an over
sized skeleton.

The second major player in this story is Kain Smithenson. He is 24 years
old now and straight. He has had the same girlfriend since I have known
him, even though she has dumped him more than once. He is an ex-Marine. He
has a trimmed beard, which I have never found attractive, but otherwise is
very photogenic. I'll explain how we discovered this later. He never kept
his hair short like in the military, but even at its shaggiest, he looked
good. He has a standard build, about my height, and has a laugh that makes
you want to pee your pants or get a boner ^Ö depending on why he is
laughing. Something he doesn't know I found out is that he has a definite
bondage streak. This also both enthralls and scares me.

The third major player is Deke Smythsin. (I kid you not, these two guys had
two of the most common names and I had to spice it up for the story. And to
protect their identities.) Deke is now 20 years old, but had just turned 19
when I met him. He was my boyfriend. He dumped me a few days before our one
year anniversary. (My dick isn't big enough for the size queen. Whatever!)
Obviously, Deke is gay. In fact, he's about as gay as they come, and when
God fashioned Deke, not only was the mold not straight (making him gay),
God forgot to proportion Deke's body as well. This is both his blessing and
his curse. When I met him, he had a nice body. It wasn't fat, it wasn't
slim, it was just the right size to squeeze him tight for a good intimate
hug. (geez, I miss that part) However, he lost a lot of weight during our
relationship, and ended up becoming a twink . . . y'know, the super skinny,
barely legal, pasty-white dudes? Okay, I have a secret fantasy for twinks.
My then boyfriend becoming one didn't help. Neither did his huge dick. I
fell in love with him for who he was and then was rewarded with a
fantasy-bodied boyfriend. I'll write about our adventures later.

There are other players, but they are not as important to this story. The
last piece of information you need to know before I get to the good stuff
is that Kain and I were in the student government together on campus. In
fact, we ran against each other for Vice Chairman of the Legislative
Council. This is how I met him. During the campaigns, we agreed that since
we both had such similar plans for the next year, the winner would hire the
loser as his assistant. As luck would have it, he won. But only by 5 votes,
even though it was the required percentage difference. Yeah. It was not a
happy night for me. I never let him see that though. In front of Kain and
the rest, I was strong and stable. Only Deke ever knew how much it hurt me.
(We had started being boyfriends days before I had declared my candidacy.)



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