Date: Fri, 11 Jan 2013 18:28:35 -0500
From: Kevin D <rekniv86@gmail.com>
Subject: Jakes Inner Wolf - Ch 15

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This story is about a young man who discovers himself and love as well as a
few supernatural surprises along the way. There is death, love, hate,
friendship, and bigotry.

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Chapter 15:

Once inside the bedroom door I began kissing him and then pulled away
smirking at the sound of Williams footsteps going up the stairs, I
whispered as low as I could so that he could barely hear me and William
definitely wouldn't, "ya know, William definitely won't be putting in any
ear plugs, how much ya wanna bet he'll be listening in and getting himself
off at least once to listening to us?"

John laughed lightly, "lemme guess, you wanna give him a show?"

"Not necessarily, but just not turn down the volume, think of it as
community service and practicing acting like we're in a porno where they
exaggerate everything, though, honestly, with you, I never need to
exaggerate, all the moans and groans are fully caused." I dove back in for
a sloppy wet kiss and began removing his clothes as he removed mine.

He pulled away and pushed me onto my back on the bed with a big grin on his
face. "So, is that a clever way of asking for a foreplay night?"

My throat caught as I looked into his eyes which were filled with lust and
mischievousness. "Oh god yes John. Please?"

"I'll do my best babe, but I'm so fucking horny, it may not be as much as
I'd like before I can't resist taking you."

"You could take me now without any foreplay and I'd be hotter than a
skillet for you."

He dove on top of me and began his ministrations. Covering my entire face
and neck in light butterfly kisses before engulfing my mouth and sucking my
tongue out of my mouth and then plunging his into my mouth. I loved when he
took control like this, my body responded like a finely tuned piano to a
world class pianist. His fingers worked wonders pinching, rubbing and
massaging other parts of my body while his mouth and tongue worked their
magic on my cock. I couldn't keep my hands still. They alternated between
clutching the bed sheets and touching as much of his beautiful body as
possible. When his mouth had made its way and began nibbling on one of my
nipples while the other hand was rubbing and lightly pinching the other, I
couldn't prevent my moan from escaping completely unchecked.

That was definitely heard by William if he was listening. By now the house
was silent and despite John's actions I was able to discern the sound of
someone coming down the stairs and feet walking very lightly towards our
bedroom door and stopping. I figured William must have gotten tired of
listening from afar and decided to get a little closer. I didn't mind and
John's face lifting and looking at me and then the door and back at me with
a wide grin indicated that he had heard it too and came to the same
conclusion, all of this happened in the span of a few seconds, and John was
about to go back to what he was doing when I pulled his head up and
whispered breathily into his ear, "should we invite him in to watch, no
participating, might as well if he's that close anyway, no?"

He looked into my eyes then bent over and returned the breathless whisper,
"you sure?"

"I don't mind at all, looking but not touching, well, no touching us, he
can touch himself all he wants."

He nodded and then grinned and went back to my nipples, eliciting a
surprised moan from me at the end of which I said out loud, "Instead of
sitting outside the door masturbating William, why don't you come in and
watch?" We heard a surprised gasp and a light thud where he probably hit
his head snapping it up in surprise. John and I laughed, John followed up,
"William, get your naked ass in here, we said you can watch, no touching
though." A few seconds later the door tentatively pulled open and he stuck
his head in.

"R-Really?" He whispered meekly, quite a scene to see and hear from someone
as big and muscled as William.

We smiled big, "yup, there's over half a bed free that we won't be using,
lay back and enjoy the show, just no touching." I patted the bed to the
side of us and he was scrambling over before John could lean back in to
nibble on my nipple again. I looked over and smiled at him as he looked us
over toes to heads and gave an embarrassed smile as he noticed me looking,
John chose this moment to do a bit more than nibble causing my eyes to roll
up and my head to throw back some, eliciting a groan not only from me but
William too. John's muffled chuckle added vibrations to his playing with my
nipple which felt even more amazing, my cock was standing rock hard and
leaking heavily.

While John made his way further down my chest and stomach, I chanced a
glance over to look at Williams' body. It was perfectly proportioned, just
like John's. His chest and stomach were straight out of a model magazine
and that cock, wow that cock. It was easily as big as John's but even
thicker from the looks of it and it leaked as much as mine, clean shaven
and being stroked by only the lightest touch from William, he was trying to
make himself last as long as possible. John's mouth found my cock and began
lathering the entire thing up and alternating taking me to the hilt with a
couple strokes and sucking my balls. While his other hand by this point was
fingering me.

I had decided to give William the best show we could, so I pulled up my leg
closest to him as far to the side as possible to give him the best view and
John as much access as he needed. I couldn't do a true split, but I got
damn close. William scooted himself down on the bed a little more so that
he had direct line of sight to my ass and balls, where the main event was
about to be in a minute because I could feel my orgasm building up. I could
never last more than 5 minutes with John doing this to me. Sure enough, I
was loudly groaning out my first orgasm not long after that thought
occurred to me. John eagerly swallowed every drop before making his return
kiss-trip up my stomach and torso to my mouth where I was ready with the
lube and reached down to lube up my hole and his cock which was hot with
his readiness.

I pulled it closer to my hole and heard a small intake of breath from
William, I could feel John's lips turn up into an almost grin while we were
kissing, he pushed himself in almost excruciatingly slowly to give William
the best show possible. I could feel his hips angled in the opposite
direction of mine so as to again give William the best show possible, which
resulted in his cock being in at a slight angle and thus pushing and
stretching me in new ways which felt great. Our mouths never separated and
his hand that was not supporting himself and holding my leg up next to my
ear was resting on my chest, providing a little extra support while also
lightly playing with my nipple. The way he was moving, I didn't even have
to touch myself, I knew I was going to be shooting my second orgasm by time
he was done without having to even touch myself. I wasn't sure how he was
doing it but William had made it this far stroking himself without cumming,
John and I were getting close.

As John increased his speed, I increased my muscle work to milk John, and
Williams' hand began working faster. John threw his head back and got a
wild look in his eyes as he abandoned his control and began plowing into
me, resulting in a slapping sound from our hips joining and his balls
hitting my ass, combined with the occasional slide against my prostate. It
took only a minute or two of this for me to feel my second orgasm begin to
build up in my toes and work its way up my legs. Reaching my spine and then
racing up to my brain, I shot my second load into John's chest and was
quickly followed by John's cum filling up my chute and the sounds of
William panting. A quick glance showed globs of his cum on his chest and
stomach and him panting as if he'd just been the one drilling into me.

John collapsed on top of me with his cock still embedded in me as usual, it
was just then that I noticed that John had bit into my shoulder which had
triggered my orgasm, and re-establishing his claim over me. He was now
licking the punctures helping them close even quicker. Several minutes
passed before John got up and made his way to the bathroom, returning with
a cloth to wipe me and himself off then reaching over and wiping off
Williams' chest and stomach earning a yelp from him since he didn't expect
it. We all laughed at his yelp.

"So William, enjoy the show?" I inquired.

"Oh my god yes. You guys are so hot. Thank you for letting me watch. I
really need to find me a man. Maybe we can do this again though once in a
while, until I do?" He looked at us with apprehension.

John chuckled, "we'll see buddy, maybe once in a while. Now though, it's
time for you to get back to your own bed." William appeared to be happy
enough with this response, and got up without saying anything and left
quietly as John and I settled into our spooning position that we slept in
every night. After we heard William's bedroom door close, John whispered
into my ear, "thank you for doing that for him. It was very nice of you. I
know you've said it, but I'm glad that it isn't just something you say but
mean, that you are fine with my and Williams' past together, I couldn't
have asked for a better man to be my mate."

His words made my heart thump loudly and my body melt into his even more,
"John, I love you, I'm glad we could do that for him. He always looks so
lonely, I hope he can find someone soon. He's such a good man, he deserves
to be happy. Plus, knowing he was watching and was so turned on by it just
made it all the more exciting, albeit in a slightly different way from when
it's just us and all our focus is on each other. I don't mind what we did,
but it isn't something I'd want to do all the time. I want you to myself
most of the time."

"Definitely, I agree. It was fun and exciting, but I like our alone times
more." With that settled, we both drifted off into a deep sleep.

Five AM Monday morning arrived way too quickly and with a nagging sense of
foreboding. It was my first day of working on the farm, I was due in at
noon so I woke with John and William to make them some breakfast while they
showered to get ready and go to work. Since my job was a desk job, I
resolved that I would devote a little time each day to working out to help
keep me in shape, even though simply being a werewolf did much of this for
me due to the super high metabolism, that only kept my weight down, to keep
my body toned, I'd have to do some exercise.

At 11, I decided that I'd walk to work, since John and William already had
a truck there and I would be finishing at the same time as them, I'd just
catch a ride back with them. The walk wasn't far, the farm was only 3 miles
walking distance if I followed the roads. It was a beautiful day and I was
enjoying the sounds and smells of nature and the distant sounds of the
cattle and machinery of the farm in the fields. Mr. Davies' farm being a
combination cattle, hay and potato farm. I was almost to the farm driveway,
only a hundred feet or so to go, when I heard a truck coming up the road
from behind me, it was a small town and we walked the roads all the time,
so I wasn't paying much attention to the truck, I was wearing a red shirt
so I was very visible against the green of my surroundings, I stepped a
little further off to the side just to be cautious but didn't look back at
the truck. Soon I became conscious that it was speeding up as it got
closer, I turned to look at it just in time to see it barreling at me and
giving me only a couple seconds to attempt to leap out of the way. The
truck was faster than my jump and it managed to catch one of my legs which
I could feel break upon impact, and resulting in me spinning out of control
in the air. I heard the brakes screeching as my head hit the ground and
knocked me almost unconscious. I was extremely disoriented but could hear
several voices getting close to me, I could hear one distinctly saying,
"gag him and tie him up, throw him in the bed of the truck and lets get out
of here, we didn't get to him in time, someone was bound to hear the brakes
and they'll come looking." The next thing I knew the orders were being
carried out and I was being thrown unceremoniously into the bed of a truck
where I hit my head once again and this time was knocked out.

When I finally came to consciousness again it was nighttime and I was tied
to the ground with what must have been silver shackles since I could muster
no strength to break them. I took in a deep sniff and relaxed my mind to
process all the sounds and smells around me to try and figure out where I
was and if anyone was nearby. My nose and ears told me there were people
just barely within range of my senses, they wouldn't be able to hear me
yell out even if I could, which I couldn't due to duct tape covering my
mouth. I was outside exposed to the weather, but within a natural bowl in
the ground, the edges of which were about 15 feet up and was about the size
at the bottom of a normal sized bedroom. It was lightly raining, thankfully
it was only September so it wasn't cold yet. It wasn't quite a pleasant
summer rain, but it wasn't freezing, especially since I was naked and had
nothing to provide any warmth at all. I panicked and frantically tried
mustering up strength and ideas for escape for several hours before I
decided to give up and find a semi-comfortable position to sleep in so that
my body could repair itself and I could try again in the morning. I fell
asleep in the rain adding my tears to the wetness, hoping beyond hope that
John and others had heard it happen and were out looking for me.

I didn't wake up with the morning, instead I woke up to several steady
streams of water hitting my back since I was sleeping with my face toward
the ground to prevent the rain from drowning me while I slept, the
stringent stench of piss assaulted my nose, I was being pissed on. Once it
stopped I chanced looking up to find John's father and another man I didn't
recognize standing over me, dicks in hand, shaking them as they finished
pissing on me. John's father spoke up, "bet you liked that didnya faggot.
All yous queers like disgus'ing stuff like that dontcha? Prob'ly like bein'
shit on too huh?" Then gave me a swift kick in the stomach, promptly
followed by the other man mirroring the move.

I didn't gain any comfort from knowing who it was, in fact, if anything I
was more scared knowing who it was. I only knew John's father from
reputation and that was not a good reputation, on top of that he was
obviously drunk. In his youth he had beaten several men almost to death who
were gay, he always had a partner, back then it was my father, and was
always drunk. Now it was 20 years later and he had the added (in his
opinion) fuel of John choosing me over him and taking Celena with him onto
whatever hatred had been in him naturally.

"Yer faggot ass stole my son and daughter from me. I dunno wha's so speshul
`bout yer ass, it don't look no better than any womans ass I seen, mus' be
some kind of drug yer usin'." His slurred speech was hardly discernible.
"You ain' leavin' here till I say so and I won' be sayin' so till yer dead
ya worthless piece of shit cocksucker. I'll be back this af'ernoon to
continue givin ya yer lessons, can let ya die from hunger while I teach ya
lessons that way it be nice `n slow `n painful." Another sharp kick in the
stomach, followed by his friends' boot in my back before they left and I
was left to cry to myself praying to be found.