Random Apartment Complex, Southport, New Jersey.....
Late into the night, Ron Hemming awoke feeling the inevitable urge to go out on the town as his blood began to boil in his veins and his loins stirred in anticipation as he climbed out of bed. The yellow glow of his eyes in the wake of the moon's glow was more than enough of an indicator as to what had been on his mind the moment he stood up letting the towel he had fallen asleep wearing slip from around his lean waist and fall to the floor as a low hiss escaped his lips in reaction to the notion of arousal being unimpeded as he moved about the bedroom. He was more or less a slave to his need as he found himself climbing from his bedroom window out into the open night air the scent of slow-cooked food, herbs, and sweat filling his nostrils as he made his move toward the row of luxury apartments across from his floor.
A swift leap saw the naked Billionaire landing on the roof of the established second building as the compulsion to follow the scent continued to dictate his actions beneath the light of the full moon, there was a side effect of being moon-born with the blood of a known Les Ferale coursing through his veins and it was more or less the reason for his rather unseemly reputation of sorts. Ron could do little aside from adhere to his building lust as it consumed him driving him to immeasurable insanity as he sought the source of a scent that caught his attention.
The bedroom window to an apartment on the third story of the building was opened and his keen ears could hear the faint sound of a high-pitched voice husky with desire and moaning in the throes of passion. Ron's body seemed to move of its own accord leaping with relative ease despite him being completely naked since discarding the towel from his previous shower. His arousal had only increased as he scaled the building his appendage dripping from the excitement of his climb and the intense scent that captivated him so as he finally reached the open window where the moaning became more frequent.
Whomever the apartment belonged to, they had not seen nor heard him as he fitted his body through the window, his eyes glowing yellow as he followed the sounds and the scent that continued to feed his arousal into what appeared to have been a bedroom. The darkness of the bedroom did little to deter Ron as his eyes continued to glow an eerie yellow and adjusted to the lack of light, his feet moved across the cold hardwood flooring of the random apartment taking him to the half-closed door of some unsuspecting tenant's private bedroom.
Ron pushed it open slowly so as not to disturb whomever had been inside. The moment the door opened the stench of sweat and what he recognized to have been sex filled the room but there was only a lone person lying in the center of the bed. Ron took not of a thin man, good looking by all accounts with messy brown hair in a similar high style with low sides as Ron's was on occasion but wild due to what was happening in the bedroom. The thin man was quite pale but not so pale as to appear like the bloodsuckers Ron had so despised.
The thin man was in the middle of pleasuring himself. His eyes were closed tight and he was howling in reaction to the motion of his hand. Ron could see that he'd been naked as well barely concealed beneath the light blue sheet that lined his bed and the mattress that was showing beneath him.
Without a word, Ron's body became heightened when it came to his senses and he pounced onto the bed, with incredible speed and accuracy despite the darkness, and onto the unsuspecting man who had barely any time to question what was going on before being wrestled via a random naked stranger. Ron rolled him onto his stomach being of superior strength and pinned him to the mattress. He could see up close that the thin man was lightly bearded with thin sideburns and his backside was sticking straight into the air as Ron mounted him.
The thin man barely had time to register anything before he felt the sudden intrusion bursting through his anus and causing him to cry out in both shock and pleasure as Ron began thrusting inside him not at all caring for the thin man's well-being or predicament. The moans became more frequent as Ron gave in to the rabid instincts that propelled him to take the thin man via force unable to hide them in the wake of his growing need.
Glowing yellow eyes darkened and shifted into a frightening orange hue as The thin man moaned and clawed at his mattress his chin pressing into the surface Ron rode him in silence his breath harsh and his intent on obtaining the release he had come for. The thin man's cock was pressed rather hard between his own body and the mattress below him as his stomach was scraped along the bed sheets and Ron continued to pound into him at a maddening pace.
A low growl erupted from the now crazed werewolf as he took the mortal man for all he was worth clawing and ripping at the mattress as he held the thin man prisoner via their enmeshed bodies. The thin man arched his back feeling the deep delving of his intruder's cock as it bottomed out inside him causing him to gasp and whimper at the domineering treatment he was receiving in the wake of the stranger's attack.
The thin man wasn't the first male who had come under attack in this manner via Ron when he'd been under the influence of his Les Fearale blood. The rabid nature of it was still as potent as ever when given to the instincts beneath the light of a full moon.
The Rabid Bitch who had been his unwanted forbearer was the same as she sought out her prey so many years ago. She happened upon the young lad cleaning the pens for his farm animals and took her pleasures from him in the dead of night, her eyes glowing orange and her desire to quell her building lust her only means of living as she pushed the lad onto the ground and mounted him.
Ron's young cock could hardly stand the strain as she engulfed him causing him to whimper as she rode him clawing his chest and shredding his attire. He was frightened of her and it only seemed to make it all the more desirable.
In the present, Ron was enslaved to his cock needing desperately to invade and dominate whichever orifices he could shove it into, and this night it happened to be a man who was already pleasuring himself via a toy as the scent caught the deranged werewolf's attention.
Over and over again Ron pounded the thin man into the mattress, his moans became more frequent and he splattered his bed and his body with the thickness of his release time and time again. Ron groaned biting at the flesh of the thin man's neck pumping his hips in the wake of his madness. He had no control over this state of mind nor did he particularly care that he was bedding another smaller yet model-quality man.
The thin man howled into the night as Ron's cock plowed his insides beating against his rectum and prostate respectively. There was a knock at the door, and the man's neighbors were becoming annoyed with his noises as they were disturbing their respective slumber. Ron cared nothing for their interruptions and proceeded to pound the thin man into the mattress harder than ever before.
The thin man gasped unable to make a sound which seemed to get the neighbors off his back as they went back to their homes while Ron jolted the poor man across the bed like a rabid dog snarling and drooling as he continued to plunge his enormous appendage into the tight arse of the thin man who had been unable to speak in the wake of the forceful thrusts driving into his prostate and causing him to become speechless.
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Random Bedroom, Unknown Location, Unknown Apartment...
Bright beaming rays from the sun awoke Ron as he found himself opening his eyes and stretching in a room that had not been his own amid sticky covers of light blue coloration that were most definitely not his own. He could hear the sound of someone humming rather jovially in the distance and the sound of something frying in what he understood to have been a kitchen. He took note of the scent of eggs but it was the stirring scent of bacon that had gotten his attention. He had slaughtered more than his fair share of pigs and the smell was unmistakable. Rolling out of the bed that didn't belong to him, Ron threw back the sheet and stood on his feet for the first time in quite a few hours.
He realized he'd been naked and his body felt quite heavy as he made his way toward the scent and the apparent kitchen. His cock was aroused once more due to the hour and he yawned rubbing his eyes as he reached the source of the delightful scent as well as the owner of the strange bed and apartment together.
A thin and handsome-looking man given to youth and ambition moved about the kitchen sporting a dark brown bathrobe, although he'd been naked beneath it, He looked in Ron's direction with something of a knowing smile filed across his handsome lightly bearded face and proceeded to make him a plate of whatever breakfast he cooked that morning. It appeared that there were no hard feelings about Ron invading his home in the middle of the night, in fact...it seemed quite pleased that he decided to stick around.
"I'm glad you've chosen to stay for breakfast at least." said the thin man with something of a smarmy tone and a wicked smile as he moved about the kitchen making their respective plates. "You were sleeping so peacefully I didn't have the heart to disturb you."
Ron moved toward the table taking the plate meant for him and looked up at the thin man with confusion in his eyes.
"My name is Oliver handsome, Oliver Lorenz and since you've essentially rocked my world last night I thought it a good thing to make you breakfast." said the handsome thin man.
He was in a cheery mood for a man invaded by a stranger but it seemed he got off on that kind of thing.
Oliver sat down at the table eating his breakfast and sipping his orange juice as his dark brown eyes flickered with desire while he sized up the man who had taken him like a whore til the break of dawn.
Ron said nothing as he quickly devoured his food and drank down the orange juice meant for him. It only recently occurred to him that he neglected to eat much of anything the previous few days. Oliver watched him with rapt attention while he ate in true elegant fashion taking a few moments to steal glances at the naked man before him between bites.
"I've got somewhere to b,." said Ron in a gruff tone as he attempted to make his way to the door only for Oliver to get up from the table and block it with his half-naked body.
"What's your hurry?" he asked running his finger along Ron's slick muscled chest. "We had so much fun last night, don't you remember?"
Ron growled pinning the half-naked man against the door as his arousal seemed to be getting the better of him. Oliver moaned as Ron lifted the back of the robe and parted the mortal's legs long enough to get behind him and impale him once again without any consideration for adjustment or pain. Oliver howled like he had the night before his face pressed heavily against the door as Ron began to thrust his hips into his backside slapping the flesh in the wake of their movements.
"Oh...I think I'm in love..." moaned Oliver as Ron continued to pound him against the door.
Once more the orange glow of his eyes was missed by the moaning thin man as Ron jolted his body hard and deep along the door.
The instincts of his Les Ferale blood were heightened as he sought to dominate the submissive mortal pounding him harder and harder in a bid to assert himself in the heart and mind of the moaning man that took him.
The heat was almost unbearable as he growled into the ear of the still-moaning Oliver and bit at the flesh of his neck while pumping his hips into the well-formed backside of the man whose house he had invaded while driven via his instinct to dominate.
Oliver clawed at the door feeling his insides stretch and the pounding of his prostate via the enormous cock that impaled him. He could do little as his average-sized cock spurted in the wake of the excitement that coursed through him causing him to rise on the tips of his toes as Ron mercilessly pounded him against the door growling and snarling as he had his fill of him.
While Oliver had not known where this man came from nor who he was on a given day, he loved the feeling of being invaded by him and the subsequent pounding he received in the wake of it. It was as if the man of his dreams had finally come to rescue him from the endless nights of pounding his hand and watching boring movies.
Ron didn't seem to care one way or another if Oliver had been having a good time or not as he was only interested in getting what he wanted from their heated little exchange and nothing more. He despised mortals and their weakness and it only seemed to intensify his need to sate his lust in this one who had been doing his best to clench his cock as the powerful thrusts kept coming beating his chest against the door.
Oliver was more than happy to accommodate Ron and his large appendage whenever he saw the need to venture through his window he moaned as he felt the onset of an all too familiar release filling his insides with a heat he couldn't rightly describe. The two of them collapsed onto the floor where the rutting between them came to an end and Oliver found himself sweaty and panting as he turned to face his new lover the results of their act dripping between his legs and down his thighs.
Ron glared down at Oliver who was mewling like a contented kitten as his eyes cleared and the compulsion of his urges cleared away. He was just as sweaty and winded as the now half-conscious thin man on the floor beside him.
"Fuck..that was incredible." hissed Oliver with a lazy smile filed across his handsome face. "You can do me anytime...you and Mr. Colossus here, don't be a stranger."
Ron watched as Oliver stroked his slick cock and grunted in reaction before he once again recalled the fourteen-year-old girl staying at his apartment due to being under his protection.
"Shit..." replied Ron getting to his feet and heading out the door despite being as naked.
Oliver closed his eyes still reeling from the aftereffects of their second frantic coupling as the door closed behind Ron. He didn't have the strength to get up and lock it nor didn't want to if he did. It had occurred to him in those precious moments that he had not even bothered to get the handsome man's name that had essentially changed his life due to their two encounters.