Apartment 44, The Parguise Apartment Complex, Southport, New Jersey.....
Intense howling echoed from the surrounding walls of Oliver Lorenz's apartment complex as it had every night that Ron Hemming had decided to pay the handsome thin man a visit in some form or another. The constant creaking of his bed springs also filled the air as Ron's powerful naked body flexed and his hips pumped in a feverish manner crushing his pelvis into the soft backside of the panting and mewling Oliver who had been clinging to his bedsheets as his body jolted along his mattress. The ruffled crisp white sheets were stained via sweat and the rapid measure of release from his average-sized cock as he found the friction too much to ignore in the wake of his handsome and admittedly aggressive lover drilling his very insides as if he had not a care in the world.
The orange glow of Ron's eyes had been missed via Oliver's line of sight as he continued to pin the thin man against the mattress chest first bouncing his body with each thrust and clawing at the mattress and ripping into the sheets via his fingernails. Oliver whimpered and begged as Ron's enormous cock filled him reaching places that he dared not explore not even with his various means of toys as the night continued to pass unimpeded. Sweat from the strenuous act seemed to drench them both along with the bedding as they continued howling into the night and possibly disturbing the nearby neighbors.
Ron bit at the flesh of the panting Oliver's neck his fangs protruding as the glow of his eyes intensified and his body rippled with tension in the wake of his unyielding desires getting the better of both him and the handsome thin man who had become his plaything since the very first night his sense of smell lead him to the man's open window. The low growl that erupted from deep within his throat had not even caused a hint of alarm in Oliver who had gone on moaning like a bitch in heat and arching his decidedly well-formed arse into the pelvis of his lover as if he'd been unable to control himself.
The blood of his Les Ferale heritage boiled in his very veins as he continued to lose all measure of control and thrust deeper into the moaning man below him. His mind had been flooded with the memories of his initial awakening in the beast's blood and how the rabid bitch that became his forbearer cared little for anything aside from her desires as she even went so far as to attempt to take his life in the wake of her rampage.
Ron growled as his thrusts became more intense and his muscle-rippled body flexed in the wake of his pursuit of pleasure at all costs. Oliver continued to moan feeling the enormous appendage delve inside him pressing that elusive button deep within and causing his average cock to spurt uncontrollably soaking the sheets further beneath him as the scent of sex and sweat filled the bedroom and the headboard beat against the nearby wall.
Oliver whimpered as he found himself much too sensitive to endure another round of release but it happened just the same, causing him to become quite exhausted as his grip on the mattress softened and his body began to jolt in the wake of the powerful movements of his seemingly insatiable lover having his way with him.
The intensity of Ron's growling increased as he thrust forward one final time before the burst of his release began to flood Oliver with a warmth that seemed to have no end as the rapid pulsing of the larger more muscular man's cock began to get the better of them both. Ron grunted as he ensured Oliver was pinned head first to the mattress his release washed through him unimpeded as he licked and nibbled at the slick flesh of the semi-conscious thinner man's shoulder and rested his sweat-slick head against it.
The werebeast seemed to enjoy his conquest's scent as he had been none too shy in indulging in it as he panted along with him struggling to catch his breath in the wake of their mutual act. It had occurred to him that he'd always used Talia for moments like this in the past but with her being long gone it seemed he turned his attention to the handsome male model Oliver more often than not when the need arose.
Ron felt himself returning to his senses as his cock continued to pulse inside of Oliver and he managed to withdraw and roll onto his back on the bed beside the sleeping thin man. He stared up at the ceiling for a few moments before exhaustion became something of an inescapable ordeal for him as well and closed his eyes.
He recalled as he slept, the unseemly compulsion to reach Oliver's apartment following a particularly gruesome battle with an imposing bloodsucker. There wasn't much going on after that and sunup meant no more challenges and even less danger for Savannah back at his place so he wandered a bit before getting the notion to venture to Oliver's apartment where he once more climbed the building and slipped in via the open bedroom window. He had suspected that Oliver had intentionally left it open hoping to spur a visit.
Once he arrived, Oliver had been barely finishing up with his dinner when Ron, driven via his Les Ferale blood pinned the already naked handsome man to the nearby fridge and began to have his way with him. The thin man protested only so much about being used as a piece of meat in terms of walking means of Ron getting his rocks off but was ignored and impaled in the wake of his rant as Ron no longer had the means of controlling himself when he arrived.
While Oliver had been sad that their association simply consisted of Ron taking him whenever he felt like it as opposed to actually sustaining a working relationship, he couldn't deny that he craved the rabid man almost as much as he seemed to desire him in the late hours of the night and did little in the way of avoiding the situation.
He wondered if Ron had been this rude and demanding with all of his lovers, as he knew with a man with appetites as unruly as Ron Hemming's, he couldn't possibly be the only person he'd been seeing in this manner.
After dosing off for several hours, Oliver awoke to find himself in bed beside a slumbering Ron who had gripped his slender waist and pulled him back toward his rapidly growing erection the sensation of the pulsing warmth made the thin man gasp and before he knew it, Ron's hazel eyes opened and he thrust forward spooning the thin man's body against his own and once more found the slick warmth he'd craved upon awakening.
Oliver couldn't help the moan that escaped his lips as he found himself once more on the receiving end of his brutish lover's lustful advances.
"Dirty...vulgar...brute..." whispered Oliver enjoying the sensation of being impaled once more as he arched his back into the rapid slow thrusts of his werewolf lover.
Ron grunted as his pace began to pick up he pulled Oliver closer via his waist and began to drill him from the side. He recalled having a particularly stressful week previously and decided to indulge in a means of elevating said stresses as he knew all too well that the upcoming week would be no better with his constantly increasing workload.
Oliver made no objections as he found himself once more being dominated by his brutish lover's uncontrollable desire upon awakening.