Date: Thu, 24 Mar 2005 12:31:49 -0800 (PST)
From: Chaos Wolf <chaoswolf04@yahoo.com>
Subject: Lupine High, Part 2

Disclaimer: The following is an erotic story of a homosexual nature. Please
do not read if you are a minor or if it is illegal where you live to do
so. Remember to think smart and use protection. The following is the second
chapter in the "Lupine High" series. If this sounds like something you want
to read, be my guest and read. If it is not, go back and look for another
story to read.

	Lupine High, Part 2

      Day in and day out. I know I needed to discuss my condition with Leo
and Terry, but somehow I'm unable to. The days grew cold and I had to put
on my special sweater. It's special because it's just my natural wolf fur
underneath a thin sweater. Fate led me to who to talk to first when Terry
invited me to go fishing with him and his dad after Thanksgiving.

      I've never been fishing before, never hunted before. Matt tells me
that it's a great feeling. I agreed to go fishing and we went to Lake
Conroe to go fishing. Mr. Lawrence Chen owned a summer house there which
the family stayed for the weekends. I packed my things and my parents would
drive me to the Chen house. I would stay the night and then me, Terry, and
his dad would head to the lake house early in the morning. The day would be
spent refreshing supplies and then Sunday would be fishing day. We would
get up early and fish until about noon. We would eat what was caught, if
anything, and then head home.

      I was driven late in the afternoon, in time for supper with Terry's
family. I had eaten here a few years back and it was an okay meal. Tonight
we had stir-fried veggies with chicken and noodles. From what Terry had
told me, whenever the Chens cook Oriental meals, they use chopsticks. That
doesn't mean that they cook only that. Mrs. Chen once made lasagna that was
sinfully delicious. Her culinary philosophy is to eat the meal as it is
meant to be eaten. It's a good thing I practice for things like this, I
would have looked foolish. Mrs. Chen said, "You've improved on using
chopsticks Luke." I nodded and said, "Thank you." The meal was great and
filled me up. I helped Terry with the dishes even though his mom said that
I was a guest and didn't need to.


      After everything was dried and put away, we went back up to his
room. I had only been in his room once before years ago when my cousin and
his boyfriend went to Ireland. The room changed little and I sighed. Where
do the years go. It seemed just like yesterday we and Leo were had the
sleepover. We stayed up late playing games and watching TV even though I
knew we should be in bed. I didn't have a sleeping bag anymore, but Terry
let me sleep in his bed with him. He said, "You don't have a problem do
you?" I said, "No. No problems." He smiled and said, "Good night Lukeo."
Lukeo, pronounced like bucko. He and Leo have been calling me this for
years. I like this nickname, it's funny. I turned away so that he wouldn't
see my boner through my underwear. Luckily, he turned off the light. I
climbed in so that my horniness wouldn't be felt by Terry. I fell asleep
without further trouble from my manhood and dreamed of hunting.

      In the morning, while Mrs. Chen was still asleep, us guys prepared to
leave. I already had my things packed up and I saw Terry packing his
stuff. He turned away briefly as if to hide something and place whatever it
was in his duffle bag. Was that a diaper? I rubbed my eyes. I must be
seeing things. I've known Terry for years and I didn't think there was a
need for him to wear one. Also, whenever we change clothes for gym, he wore
normal underwear. Honestly though, it did look like a diaper despite its
size. I'll have to ask him. If I am to come forward with my secret,
hopefully Terry would come forward with this secret. I won't judge him for
wearing them for whatever reason.

      We left and headed to Conroe in the dark. Dawn arrived while we were
on the road and we had breakfast in a small cafe that was situated at a
truck stop. Terry needed to go to the bathroom which was outside the
cafe. That's how small it was. I was going to let him go on his own, but a
second later I decided to follow him. I don't really need to go, but my
buddy's gotta have someone watch his back.


      The facilities were cleaner than what I thought they would be. I saw
a stall door swing open and I caught a glimpse of bathroom graffiti and a
fist-sized hole in the wall that divided that stall from the one next to
it. Urinals lined the other side and there was no division between
them. Sinks separated us from the urinals and stalls. I said, "Better make
it quick Terry." My friend said, "You worry too much Lukeo." I stood guard
where the paper towels were located and kept watch as I saw his yellow
river cascade into the porcelain bowl. I know it's a bad pun, but I
couldn't resist. A couple of truckers walked in and only gave me and Terry
a few seconds of notice. I whispered, "Come on Terry." They gave Terry more
notice, but it could just be my paranoia. I told Matt I was going to Lake
Conroe and it was he who warned me about rest stops. If Terry was going to
be coaxed to do anything he didn't want to, I was going to put a stop to it
through any means. However, that probably wouldn't happen. I just couldn't
help being concerned in a place like this. Terry placed his dick back in
pants and washed up. I felt that we were being watched by those truckers,
but when I looked, they were still concentrating on their task. We left and
went back to the restaurant. Terry's dad said, "Over here guys." We turned
around and walked to the SUV. We got in and kept on going until we reached
Conroe. Mr. Chen said, "Even though we are not fishing today, we still have
lots to do."

      The first then we did when we reached there, we went to the house the
Chens owned. Terry raced up to his room, too fast if you ask me. I was
stuck helping his dad carry stuff inside. I raised my nose and sniffed out
his scent. Once I was sure his father didn't need anymore help, I followed
the scent to a room. Terry looked back at me and said, "There you
are. Where were you?" I scowled, "Helping your dad. What were you doing?" I
guessed I upset him because he looked away and flatly said, "Just putting
stuff away." Stuff. Must be that dumb diaper he put in his duffle bag. I
sighed, "Whatever. What now?" A voice bellowed from below, "Boys! Time to
go." Terry got up and went downstairs. I could stay behind and snoop
around, but what kind of friend would I be if I did that? I followed him
and we all entered the SUV again. Terry's mood shifted again and it was
like it was before we entered the house.

      Next, we went in search for bait. During the summer, Terry and his
dad would spend days looking for worms and then supplement them with bought
worms. At a time like this, all the worms would be bought. We entered the
shop and a portly woman said, "Larry, odd time to see you in." Terry's dad
said, "Sure is Miss Mona." Miss Mona gave us a glance and then looked at
me. She asked, "Now who's this cutie?" I blushed, shook her hand, and said,
"I'm Luke O'Neill and Terry's one of my best buds." Terry smiled and it was
nice that he did. Once we got over this diaper nonsense, we can move
on. She said, "Nice to meet you. First time fishing?" I said, "Yes." Miss
Mona smiled and said, "Well young man, you're in for a treat. Done
selecting Larry?" Mr. Chen said, "Yea." She rang up the charges on the cash
register and we left the store carrying tubs full of worms. Now what?

      We headed back to the house and dropped off the worm tubs. Mr. Chen
said, "We have to inspect the poles and the other stuff. Don't want to head
out onto the lake only to discover the poles don't work. Since you are new
to fishing Luke, you can wait inside if you want." Terry started to look
uncomfortable. I said, "Can I be here and watch you two?" His dad said,
"Okay, but try not to be in the way." Terry breathed a sigh of relief. His
dad must be totally oblivious ignoring all this emotion.


      Time seemed to stretch to forever, but eventually Mr. Chen said,
"Dinner time." He and Terry put the equipment away and we got back into the
SUV and went to eat at the local barbeque joint. This place had a homey
aura to it. Although the Chens didn't live here, their appearance was
frequent enough to where they were well known. Country music played on the
speakers placed strategically over the place and to the left was a large
dance floor. Terry leaned over and said, "Don't ask me to dance like
that. Mom and Dad may be capable of dancing in a setting like this, but not
me." We three had barbeque plates. They were loaded with brisket, sausage,
beans, potato salad, onions, pickles, and bread. We had to put the plates
down before we got our drinks. After eating we stayed to watch the people
dance. I could see Matt and Will dancing to this type of music, but it'd
probably be a taboo to these people. The image then morphed into me and
Terry dancing. He said, "What you thinking about?" I came back to my senses
and said, "Dancing." Terry said, "Yea, me to. I wish I was able to dance
like that." Mr. Chen looked at his watch and said, "Time to go boys. Plenty
to do tomorrow."

      We left and went back to the house. Terry's dad went to bed promptly,
but Terry and I took our time. I put on my pajamas and went to wash up to
get ready for bed. I returned and found Terry in his pajamas. He got off
the bed and went to wash up too. My heart was pounding. Any minute now. He
returned and got in the bed. The desk lamp was dim. Terry looked at me and
said, "I can't sleep." I replied, "Can't either. Hey, can I ask you
something?" He said, "I guess so." I could tell he was as nervous as I was,
but I was determined to know. I breathed and said, "Are you wearing a
diaper. It's okay if you are. Just between us." He said, "Just between us?"
I nodded. He breathed and said, "Yes." He pulled down the bottoms and there
it was. He said, "Go on touch it if you don't believe." Was that a dare? I
slowly reached out and he grabbed my hand and pressed it against the
material. He made a face and said, "It's not going to hurt you." I caressed
the material. He pulled them up and I asked, "Why?"


      Terry smiled. He was calm again and willing to talk about this. He
said, "You don't know this, but I'm into playing with piss." I clarified,
"Watersports?" He said, "Of course. It began when I started to take my own
baths. Sometimes I wouldn't use the toilet in the morning. I would just
stand there in the shower and pee. It felt good you know." I nodded as I
got harder. He said, "When I was older my parents would leave me at home
while they worked, and I'd wet my pants for fun. I like to stand in front
of the mirror and watch my pants, or whatever I was wearing, start to get
wet a little. The wet spot would grow and flow downward. I would then toss
the clothes into the wash and put them back on." I said, "Okay, but that
doesn't explain how you got that diaper." He said, "My Uncle Andy has
them. You've never met him, but he's cool. My parents went to my dad's
Halloween Ball at his company. They didn't want me home alone so they left
me at his house. There's such a gap between my dad and him so he's only 9
years older than me. Do you know what an AB is?" I thought about it and
replied, "No." He said, "It's a person who wears diapers, uses pacifiers
and bottles, and wears footed sleepers and such." I responded, "Weird. Does
your dad know?" Terry smothered a laugh. He stated, "No. My uncle doesn't
have a crib or nothing like that. He just has a couple of bottles,
pacifiers, sleepers, and packets of diapers. He doesn't wear them all the
time. If he did, his fixtures would stop working if you catch my drift."
Well that made sense. He probably hid everything too. Was his uncle gay
though? I asked, "Is your uncle gay?" He said, "As sure as my name is
Terry. I guess since I'm saying all this, I might as well come forward
too. I'm gay as well. I understand if I'm freaking you out and you don't
want to be my friend anymore." I replied, "Why would I be freaked out. I
have my own secrets." His eyes lit up and said, "You're gay too, aren't
you?" Admit it, stop being on the fence. I said, "Yes I am and I'm
attracted to you." He said, "Thought so, but you said secrets. Do you have
something else you want to share with me? Are you into diapers too?"
Diapers? Certainly not like his uncle, but I was somewhat curious about
them. Probably something I'd try a few times. Here goes nothing. I said, "I
have a secret, but I'm not into diapers. I'm a werewolf. He said,
"Really. I thought that was all make believe?" I said, "We're really good
about hiding ourselves." He said, "Then why tell me if you want to keep it
a secret?" I said, "Like I said, I'm attracted to you and if we ever get
together, I thought you'd like to know." He said, "Bummer the full moon
isn't out." I smiled and said, "Who need the full moon?" The color faded
and I knew I was giving him quite a show with my now yellow eyes.


       I got off the bed because I didn't want to shred his
sheets. Speaking of shredding, I dropped my briefs. Terry had seen me naked
before in the showers at the school locker room, but not like this. He
leaned on his side to face me. What was going through his mind? I continued
to concentrate and shifted to my alternate form. He looked me over and
stuttered, "You sure have a big...uh..." I nodded and climbed back into
bed. I would have placed my briefs back on, but it would have had to
compete with my tail. He said, "What's wrong, can't speak?" I shook my head
and whimpered. He said, "I guess I can ask you tomorrow." I placed my hands
to the side of my head and leaned to indicate sleep. He asked, "Sleep? I
guess you're right. Wait! Can't you change back? I don't want Dad to come
here and see a giant wolf sleeping in my bed." Yea, I guess he's
right. It's a good thing his dad wasn't a hunter, he'd probably not
hesitate in shooting at me. I mentally flipped a switch and regressed back
to being human. I bowed and he clapped. I stooped down to pick up my briefs
when Terry said, "Got something for you." I said, "Oh?" He got up and
opened the drawer again. In his hand was a diaper. Oh, dude. That thing was
for me. I pointed to myself and said, "For me?" He smiled as he nodded,
"For you. Lay down." Were it anyone else, I would have refused, but this
was Terry and as I mentioned before, I was curious enough. I got on the bed
and waited. Calm now wolfy. He approached me and pulled my underwear
off. Terry lifted my legs with one hand and placed the diaper between my
legs. He then lowered my legs and pulled up the diaper. He finished
fastening it to me and asked, "Why don't you take a look?" I got up and
went to the mirror. He turned the light on all the way and took off his
pajamas. We stood before there naked except for the diapers. Terry put his
arm around my waist and I returned the gesture, He patted my butt and I did
the same to him. He kissed me on the lips and said, "Two peas in the
pod. Come on, time to sleep." He turned off the light and we went to sleep.

       Morning came and I woke to the smell of urine. It wasn't strong and
if I was still human, I probably wouldn't have noticed. Terry looked at
me. That faker. He was awake when he wet himself. I grimaced and said, "You
did it, didn't you?" He said, "Sure did. Why don't you do the same?" Well I
was wearing a diaper, it would hold everything and it'd save me a trip. I
concentrated on my bladder and emptied it. He got up and removed his pajama
bottoms and undid the diaper. He said, "Give the diaper to me." I got out
of it and he then wrapped both up and secured them inside a plastic
baggy. Okay, so I leapt into trying a diaper quickly. Would he jump into
lycanthropy just as quickly? It was permanent, so probably not, but you
never know. We washed up and put on old clothes.

      Mr. Chen pulled on the boat's cord and we withdrew to the middle of
the lake. We took our poles and cast the lines into the lake. We stayed
like that for a few hours. The sun climbed and then fell. We caught a few
bass, but Mr. Chen insisted we let them go. In his opinion, the thrill of
fishing did not extend to taking them away and bequeathing them a slow
death. He liked to eat fish, no doubt, but wild fish meant to live
free. Farm raised consumables were meant to be consumed. As for me,
catching wild fish was cool, yet one of these days, I'm going to strip my
clothes and go hunt the way werewolves do.

      We headed back to the house and gathered our things. Terry and I
entered the SUV. We watched his dad lock up the house. He looked at me,
lovingly with a hint of lust. He rubbed my crotch and it responded to his
attention. We saw him walk down the steps. Time was running out. I took my
hand and kneaded his inner thigh, hand brushing against his bulge.

      We arrived early afternoon. My parents weren't home and of course my
sister was off at college. A thought entered my mind. I tilted my head
toward my house looking at Terry. He took the hint and turned to his dad,
"Can I hang out with Luke?" His father said, "All right, but be back for
supper."


      As soon as the front door closed, we raced up to my room. Terry
jumped on my bed and said, "I forgot to ask how you became a werewolf. Do
you have a problem with me asking?" I laid down next to him and said, "No
problem here. My cousin Matt made me one." Terry looked grim and asked,
"Did he mean to?" I answered, "Yes, but only because I pleaded with him. I
thought that the idea of being a werewolf was cool. You get fur and
enhanced senses. I only discovered another benefit a few years ago." Terry
said, "Benefit? What type of benefit?" His facial expressions showed that
he had a clue, but wished for me to tell him. I said, "When I'm a wolf, I
have a canine appearance which also included my privates." Terry never
owned a dog so he didn't get it, then again I didn't own a dog either. I
said, "You'll find out. It just depends on what you want to do." Terry
said, "I want to see that big canine cock again." I replied, "Okay, just as
long as I get to see yours." We unzipped each other's pants and found what
we were looking for. Terry looked at my dick in his hands and said, "It
isn't as big as I remember." I laughed, "That's because it's human
sized. It's no bigger than yours." He blushed and said, "I like how you are
uncircumcised. A side effect of being a werewolf?" I said, "No. I've been
like that all my life. Now that you mention it, my cousin was circumcised,
but becoming a werewolf changed that. He regained what no medical
techniques can regain. Only lycanthropy can undo something like
circumcision, but don't be expecting to regrow fingers. The tail is exempt
because if you remember our biology class, people have tails too, just not
like other animals. Foreskin on the other hand, is just tissue. The
condition not only changes human into wolf, but changes the human. In
addition to gaining back foreskin, for those that got it cut off, our
metabolism changes. Why do you think I don't work out as much?"


      My words sank into Terry's brain. He was a good sport, quickly coming
to terms of the existence of werewolves. Terry said, "So, what should we
do?" I said, "No need to rush things. Let's jack off together." I went to
get a box of tissue paper and returned. There was Terry stroking away. No
patience. I got next to him and he went for my dick. I grabbed his in
retaliation and we started to beat meat. I then traded in my human dick for
a canine one. It was still semihard, but it gained girth and length. Terry
leaned forward. For a second I thought he was going to try taking it into
his mouth, but he didn't. He wanted a close look at it. He whispered, "Gee
Lucko, this is sure huge. Where do I get one?" I combed his hair with my
hand and said, "Only one way. You gotta jump on the werewolf bandwagon."
Positioned as he was, I couldn't exactly get to his dick. I said, "Go back
to where you were. I want to jack you off." He complied. He stroked my
canine manhood and I stroked his human manhood. He asked me, "How much do
you cum?" I said, "More than normal when it's like this." Terry said, "Warn
me, okay buddy?" I smiled, "Sure." Terry was soon moaning, "You're good at
this." I said, "Hey, when you can have something like this, you want to
experience all the pleasure it can bring." When I realized that, I knew how
good male dogs feel when hump something. Terry said, "Geez, I'm going to
pop the cork." I held the tissue over the cockslit and felt Terry shooting
the sperm his Asian nuts made. I was nearing climax. I clutched the sheets
and said, "Oh, Terry. Here it comes." He held the tissue over me as I
humped into his hand, shooting semen. It was a good thing he had lots of
tissue in his hand.

      Our orgasms subsided and he said, "I am interesting in being a
werewolf. Will you make me one?" So, I earned his interest. I said, "Sure,
but not right now." He frowned, "Why not?" I said, "You don't want me to
give it to you and have you changing while your parents are home. You would
have to explain it, and then I would have to explain how I got it from
Matt. I don't think they'll take kindly to the fact that he made me one
when I was 10." He looked crestfallen, "No werewolf for me then." I said,
"Did I say that I wouldn't give it to you? It just needs to be done
delicately. As long as I give it to you the night of the full moon when
anyone who should not know is asleep, you'll be fine." Terry said, "Okay
then, let's get planning then."

      We drew a rough sketch of what we would do and looked at the calendar
to see when we could schedule it. I was looking forward to making Terry
like me, a werewolf.

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