Date: Thu, 7 Jun 2012 07:18:36 -0700 (PDT)
From: Topher Penrod <irishlad1987@yahoo.com>
Subject: A Werewolf On Campus Chapter 5

A Werewolf On Campus, Chapter 5
By Topher Penrod

Warning: This story contains explicit consensual gay sex between college
aged men. The scenes contain graphic descriptions of gay sex. If you are in
an area where it is illegal to read this type of content, please do not do
so.

If descriptions of graphic gay sex offend you in any way, do not read this
story.

There are several instances of bareback sex between consenting college aged
men in this story, if such material offends you, do not read this story.
Bareback sex in a fantasy story carries no risk and is intended for erotic
purposes only. Please practice safe sex in the real world, regular testing
helps too.

This story is entirely erotic fantasy. None of the characters nor places
are intended to represent any real people or places. Any similarities to
real persons or places is entirely coincidental.

My email is irishlad1987@yahoo.com Feel free to email me with any
comments/concerns/etc.


Chapter 5


Tyler woke up screaming. He had a nightmare, a bad one. In the dream, he
had been sitting in Casey's dorm room. Casey was giving him head, and good
head at that. But right as Tyler was about to cum in Casey's mouth, Tyler's
body had been racked with pain, and he had started to transform into a
horrible monstrous looking wolf man and he had bitten Casey in the throat,
killing him.

Tyler reached up to his mouth and felt around, there was no blood, whew! He
downed a glass of water he had sitting next to his bed and flopped back
down on the pillow. He felt stronger, faster, than he had before, again his
hearing seemed to be a hundred times better than what it had been. His
eyesight seemed even sharper somehow. And as always, he was horny, it
seemed to be a constant need to cum.

He decided to shower again, making sure to cover his entire body, asshole
included in soap. He rinsed everything off really well and went back to his
room. Casey was outside the door waiting for him.

"Oh hey, there you are! Another shower?" Casey asked.

"Yeah, I just wanted to make sure that smell was gone, although I don't
know what you are talking about. I don't smell anything out of the
ordinary," Tyler said, even though that wasn't completely true. He could
still smell Patrick's cum, it was everywhere, his nose could almost always
detect a hint of it around.

"Dude, you still stink, but its not as bad," Casey said, waving his hand in
front of his face.

"What in the fuck! What is it? I've taken two showers and soaped my entire
body and still you can smell it!" Tyler was getting frustrated.

"I'm sorry man, I'm not trying to be rude, its just that smell is awful, it
makes me want to get away from you, I can't explain it," Casey said, a hurt
look on his face.

"I didn't mean to snap at you, I'm just furious about this smell, I can't
get rid of it," Tyler sat down at his computer desk and check his messages.

"Maybe you are just going through some weird hormone stuff or something,"
Casey offered.

"That could be, I don't know. All I know is, I'm fucking hungry. Let's go
to the cafeteria and get something to eat!" Tyler said.

"Yeah, that sounds like a good idea, although you may want to put on some
deodorant or something," Casey suggested.

"I think I will do that," Tyler walked over and put on a generous amount of
deodorant and sprayed himself lightly with his cologne.

"I can still smell it, but it isn't nearly as bad now," Casey said.

"Cool, this will just have to do, I'm too hungry to fuck with it anymore,"
Tyler said.

Both of them walked over to the cafeteria, scanned their school ID's and
grabbed some food. Casey grabbed a three-cheese omelet with a small pancake
and a glass of orange juice.

Tyler on the other hand couldn't make up his mind. His nose was being
assaulted by a plethora of overwhelming smells. He smelled bacon primarily,
but underneath the bacon was sausage, ham, pork, beef, and milk. He could
smell them all, but his nose kept coming back to bacon. He knew immediately
that he must find some bacon. As he searched, he continued to smell the
air. Pancakes, eggs, and fresh fruit also wafted through the air.

He piled his plate with bacon, sausage, and ham. He also found a section of
the breakfast buffet with steak and eggs. He chose the bloodiest steak he
could possibly find and tossed it on top of all the bacon and sausage. Now
his plate was appropriate, piled high with all sorts of bacon, sausage and
steak. He walked over and sat down at the same table as Casey.

"Sheesh! Hungry much?" Casey asked.

"Starving," Tyler said. "Shoot I forgot to grab milk!"  Tyler darted back
over to the drink dispenser and pushed the button for milk. His cup was
immediately filled full and he drank it in two gulps. He filled the cup
once more and returned to his seat.

"Man, is everything okay? You are acting strange," Casey pointed out.

"I don't know, I feel like I can't eat enough, and I can smell everything!
Even the sweat on your balls. I'd guess you haven't showered in...2 days?"
Tyler said, sniffing the air.

"What the hell? How did you know?" Casey asked.

"Because I can smell you, its not a bad smell, its turning me on. It's just
that I can smell everything! Even that guy over there at that table, see
the one in the green shirt? His breath, I can smell it," Tyler said, still
sniffing the air.

"Dude, that's weird," Casey said.

"I know, I can even smell his girlfriends pussy on his dick, he fucked her
recently, probably this morning," Tyler said.

"Maybe you should, I don't know, see a doctor?" Casey suggested.

"No! I don't think a doctor can help me with superhuman senses of smell and
hearing. They would just want to dissect me or something," Tyler said.

"That's silly, that shit only happens in the movies man," Casey said.

"How do you know that? What if I am turning into some sort of super hero?"
Tyler asked, the fantasy playing out in his mind.

"Oh come on! You smell bad! So what? You are going to be a super hero with
all these neat superhuman senses but you will smell bad? Lame."  Casey
said.

"Fuck you," Tyler said. He got up from the table, grabbed his tray and left
for his room.

"Hey man, sorry!" Casey called after him, but it was too late.

Tyler walked back to his room without incident, his tray was still piled
pretty high with steak and bacon, so he had plenty to eat. He set down the
tray of food on his computer desk and opened his laptop again. He had a
couple emails that he needed to respond to. While he typed them up, he
grabbed a handful of food and started chowing down on it.

He finished typing up the last email, grabbing another couple strips of
bacon. He washed the food down with the milk he'd gotten. He heard Casey
walk up to the door and stop, then came the knocking.

"What do you want Casey?" Tyler asked through the door.

"Can we talk?" Casey sounded upset.

"I guess," Tyler opened the door and let Casey in.

Casey walked past Tyler and sat down on Tyler's bed.

"I'm sorry about that man, I didn't mean to offend you," Casey explained.

"Don't worry about it. I was hungry, and not in the mood for talking, so I
left to eat in peace," Tyler admitted.

"Oh, I can go if you want me too," Casey said.

"No, I'm mostly finished anyway," Tyler said, eying the plate of food.

"Ah. So have you figured out what that smell was yet?" Casey asked.

"No, it's pissing me off though," Tyler lifted his arm to smell his armpit.

"Well, I'm sure it will go away soon," Casey stretched, reaching his arms
into the air.

"Yeah, hopefully," Tyler said quietly.

Tyler was beginning to feel hot, his armpits and ball sack were getting
really sweaty and he felt like he was having a hard time breathing. His
cheeks were flushed, Casey suddenly looked alarmed.

"Tyler, are you ok?" He asked, reaching a hand out to feel his forehead.

"I...I don't know," Tyler responded between gasping breaths. He was
starting to feel dizzy, his chest and back were hurting badly. He stumbled
and fell down halfway onto the bed, he sort of bounced off of the bed and
landed on the ground, completely unconscious.

"Tyler!" Casey immediately had his phone out, calling 911.

"911, what's the emergency? The dispatcher asked.

"My friend, he's collapsed, I think he's unconscious," Casey said, worried
about Tyler.

"Is he breathing?"

"Yeah, but its more gasps than regular breathing," Casey informed her.

"Can I have your address please?"

"We are on campus, the liberal arts dorm," He gave her the physical
address.

"Alright, emergency personnel are on the way. Can you tell me what
happened?" the Dispatcher asked.

"Right before he fell, he turned really white. He had sweat all over his
forehead and his face looked like he was in pain. He stumbled and then fell
over, now I can't wake him up," Casey said.

"Did he hit his head when he fell?"

"No, he landed partially on his bed, then rolled off onto the floor," Casey
explained.

"Alright, just try and make sure he keeps breathing, help will be there
soon," the dispatcher promised.

"Alright, I will," Casey hung up the phone.

It took about five more minutes before help actually arrived. A pair of
firetrucks came screaming into the parking lot of the dorm. Casey had given
them the room number and the firemen immediately rushed in and took control
of the situation. They checked his heart-rate and made sure nothing was
blocking his mouth and throat so that he could breath properly.

"How long has he been unconscious," One of the fire fighters asked.

"About ten minutes I think," Casey said.

"Do you know what that smell is?" Another fireman asked him.

	"No, we were trying to figure that out earlier, he said he took two
showers trying to get rid of it," Casey said.

An ambulance arrived and the paramedics put him on oxygen and loaded him
into the back of the ambulance. They allowed Casey to ride in the back of
the ambulance with them.

When they reached the hospital, Casey was asked to sit in the waiting room
while they ran some tests. Casey spent his time in constant worry, flipping
through pages of a magazine but not actually looking at any of the
pictures. After about twenty minutes, the doctor came out.

"Tyler is awake, he's asking for you," the doctor said.

Casey ran to Tyler's room and launched into it. Tyler was sitting up in
bed, but there were dark circles around his eyes and his skin was pale.

"Hi buddy, how are you feeling?" Casey asked, putting his hand on Tyler's
leg.

"I feel like shit," Tyler responded. His voice sounded deeper than it had
before.

"Do they know what happened yet?"

"No, so far all their immediate tests have come back good, I was sorta
hoping you could tell me what happened," Tyler said, looking expectantly at
Casey.

"I came by your room to talk, we chatted for a bit, but you started
hyperventilating and your skin was hot, sweaty. Then you passed out, I
tried to wake you up, but you wouldn't so I called 911." Casey explained.

"Ah, so that's how I ended up here," Tyler realized.

"Alright, I've got a couple of the tests back, I can give you the results
if you'd like?" The doctor said as he walked in.

"Sure, let me have it," Tyler said.

"Everything looks good, there is a blood test pending still and once we
have that back, we might know a little more. For now, I see no reason to
keep you here in the hospital, there isn't anything immediately wrong with
you. Please come back and see us if you experience anything out of the
ordinary. Expect a call from us as soon as we get your blood test back,"
The doctor filled Tyler in on the procedure.

The doctor walked out of the room and left Casey and Tyler to talk alone.

"So you feel like shit, but they are going to let you out anyway?"  Casey
asked, confused.

"Yeah, apparently you have to have some sort of life-threatening illness or
injury to warrant a hospital bed. Although I must admit Casey, something is
different inside my body. I can't explain the feeling, its
just...different," Tyler said, getting a far off look in his eyes.

"Well, hopefully that blood test will give some answers. So how are we
going to get home? I didn't drive, rode in the ambulance with you," Casey
admitted.

"Just call a cab, I've got a hundred dollar bill in my wallet," Tyler
said. He stood up off the hospital bed and took off the hospital gown. He
was naked in front of Casey again, but quickly got dressed into his street
clothes.

Casey called a cab and thirty minutes later they were discharged from the
hospital and on their way back to the dorm. They didn't talk much during
the ride, Casey sent a couple of texts to his baby sister, but other than
that, everything was quiet.

Once they arrived at the dorm, the cab driver told them it was
$22.50. Tyler paid the man but before he left, he gave them a word of
advice.

"Tonight's the full moon..." the driver said.

"Yeah, what of it?" Tyler asks.

"Many strange and fearsome things happen during the full moon, best not to
be outside on a night like this," the cab driver said as he accepted the
money from Tyler. He rolled up the window to his cab and drove away.

"Weirdo," Tyler said.

Casey just laughs. Both boys make their way to Tyler's room, there aren't
many people in the hallway.

As Tyler opens the door to his room, he immediately notices two things:
One, his computer is on and playing music and two, someone was sitting at
his desk.

"Who the hell are you?" Tyler asks, coming into the room, Casey right
behind him.

"Ah, Tyler. I've been waiting here for you," the person sitting at Tyler's
desk turned around so they could see him. It was Patrick and Tyler
immediately felt disarmed, he introduced Casey and Patrick.

"Tyler, I need to speak with you privately, if that's alright with your
friend there," Patrick said.

"Sure, I've got a paper due after spring break, I will just go get started
on it," Casey said, walking out the door.

Patrick shut the door behind Casey and turned to face Tyler.

"How did you get into my room?" Tyler asked.

"That's not important," Patrick said, "I know some strange things have been
happened to you, I'm sure you've noticed them," Patrick walked closer to
Tyler.

Tyler was beginning to get that drunk feeling again, being around Patrick
seemed to intoxicate him.

"Don't worry Tyler, soon, you will be a part of my Pack, everything will be
clear to you. Go to sleep now, yes, that's it," Patrick said softly.

Tyler felt his mind drifting off, soon his eyelids became heavy. It was so
very difficult to stay awake. He wanted to sleep, if only for a few
minutes, a little sleep.

Patrick whispered into Tyler's ear a minute longer, lulling him into a deep
sleep. Once Tyler was out cold, Patrick stood up and looked around the
room.

"Time to make Casey a part of our pack as well Tyler, I can see the
feelings you have for him," Patrick picked Tyler up, laid him down on his
bed and tucked him in. Once Tyler was secure, Patrick turned out the light
and left the room.

He sniffed the air. He could smell a great many things: sweat, cum,
testosterone, even blood. This dorm was full of the smell of men but there
was only one smell he was specifically looking for. Casey.

Patrick continued sniffing the air, following Casey's scent. Eventually,
Patrick tracked Casey back to his room and found the door slightly open. He
pushed the door open all the way and walked in. Casey immediately jumped
up, he had been sitting at his computer, there was a porno going and he was
trying unsuccessfully to hide his boner from Patrick.

"Casey, you naughty boy, what ever will I do with you?" Patrick walked over
and kissed Casey full on the lips.

Casey tried to push away but he really didn't have the willpower to
resist. It baffled him. Patrick was hot, but not this hot. Why did he feel
drunk? Casey was starting to worry, but his worry was destroyed as Patrick
reached down and grabbed Casey's hard, throbbing cock.

Patrick slowly guided Casey back to the bed, letting him fall onto it,
laying on his back. Patrick removed all of his clothing, he was standing
over Casey, completely naked and hard.

Casey was practically starving for Patrick's cock, he literally wanted it
so bad it hurt. Patrick's voice was like a fire in his mind, his words like
an all consuming need. Casey didn't even put up a fight as Patrick lubed up
his cock and slide it deep into his ass.

Casey was enraptured by Patrick, it was such a powerful desire for him that
Casey didn't even care that Patrick was fucking him bareback. Each powerful
thrust brought Casey an immense amount of pain mixed with pleasure. It
seemed like Patrick was fucking him for hours, Casey wasn't sure, it didn't
matter to him anymore. He squeezed his ass around Patrick's cock, smiling
as Patrick moaned.

"Oh fuck Casey, I'm gonna fill your ass with cum," Patrick said, vigorously
humping Casey's ass.

Casey suddenly gasped, cum spurted out of his cock, Patrick had fucked him
so hard, it had forced him into an orgasm. Just as Casey finished shooting
cum out of his cock, Patrick was just beginning his own orgasm. He shoved
his dick violently into Casey, ramming it in deep as he spurted thick hot
cum into Casey's ass.

Patrick finished his orgasm, making sure every last drop of cum was
deposited into Casey's ass. Then he lulled Casey to sleep and fucked him
again. He needed to make sure both boys were ready for the full moon, Casey
still needed a little work, but it would be done before the moon was at its
peak in the sky.



Thanks for continuing to read my werewolf story. I have gotten a ton of
positive feedback. I apologize for the length of time between chapter 4 and
chapter 5.  Life gets rough sometimes, lol. Ran into a speed bump with my
living situation but I should be able to post chapters regularly now.



Topher