The Front Room, Bungalow 13, Timber Creek School Of Fine Arts, Wakefield, U.S.A...
Once more Porter Fulon found himself awakening in the middle of the night, he yawned and stretched before climbing out of bed, not at all taking note of how quickly his sprained ankle had healed after a good bit of rest. It had appeared that Mr. Fowler had known what he'd been talking about, even if his advice seemed outlandish and outdated. He'd been well keen on the physiology of a werewolf and as a result knew what was best for them due to his study of the old ways, ways long forgotten by those who had grown accustomed to a lifestyle of wealth and privilege among other things. Porter yawned once more as he shuffled into the front room and made his way instinctively toward the bathroom, he'd been so preoccupied with his aching bladder that he forgot that he didn't bother to notice that someone had already been occupying the bathroom.
He found himself more than shocked to find a drunken Conway Rollins naked and soaked from head to toe as he stood before him aiming to make his way out of the bathroom and head toward his bedroom. His blue eyes met those of Porter's deep brown hues and his nostrils flared a few times as he stood naked and dripping along the floor with only a white bath towel wrapped around his waist, Porter noted how the beads of water dripped down the front of his roommate's massive chest and what little his being half naked left to the imagination amid a series of bulging and flexing muscles. His shoulder-length brown locks were dripping heavily and curtained around his handsome face.
Porter did not know what to say as he stared at Conway, still unable to take his eyes off him and a bit weak in the knees as Conway reached forward and gripped him by the wrists. His nostrils flared and he smirked after catching the somewhat uneasy Porter before he possibly hit the ground. Unable to help himself, Porter tried his best to ignore the heat that filled him at the instant of the hulking brute's touch against his own soft skin which caused his rather unwanted and embarrassing means of arousal.
Porter tried his best to keep his cool despite his heart pounding within the confines of his chest he wasn't in the least thrilled to be suffering the effects of a sudden erection and in front of Conway no less. Despite his best efforts to ignore the throbbing of his cock bulging in front of his boxer shorts, his cheeks had turned red and the heat continued to spread all over his body.
"Good to see you up and about Pisspot," said Conway with a smirk. "Looks like that leg of yours is gettin' better."
Porter's cheeks turned red once he realized that Conway had brought up both his embarrassing experiences at the same time. It stung a bit to recall what happened during those moments, but he played along nonetheless, fearful of what setting an Alpha, like Conway, off would do in the future and even more embarrassed with his sense of arousal being in the mix.
Conway seemed to have been taking a few moments to gather himself, as he looked over Porter, his blue eyes seeming to peer into the younger lad's very soul and wash over his body for quite some time as they stood in silence for a few moments before the hulking brute let go of the younger lad's wrists, which he had captured in a bid to keep him from falling.
Try as he might to ignore it, Porter found himself staring at Conway's mouth, recalling the few times he'd kissed him when they'd been delirious in the wake of having come from the strange tree in the woods. He recalled the feel of his roommate's bare chest against his own naked body and how easily his rough touch had set him off, making his cock harder than he had ever recalled it being in those odd quiet moments when only Conway's deep feral growl and the weight of his massive body pressed the younger lad into his own mattress.
The scent of him had lingered for quite some time tickling the lining of Porter's nostrils as his cock throbbed with need and his body screamed for Conway and his rough touch along his bare skin. For a moment it was as if Porter couldn't do anything aside from stare into Conway's glowing blue eyes as the sound of their mutual labored breaths heightened by the sensation of arousal filled both their collective ears.
He could see the tension in the hulking brute's muscles as he seemed eager to pounce at a moment's notice his nostrils still flaring as the scent of arousal continued to build between them. Porter barely had a chance to gasp before Conway swiftly scooped him into his arms, pressing his massive chest against his thin pale frame and gripping his boxer-clad pale arse with his large rough hands causing him to involuntarily moan out loud. The towel had fallen to the floor and even without looking Porter could feel the hardness of Conway's massive appendage pressing into his own bulging erection before he was pressed against the now-closed bathroom door, which had shut behind them in the wake of the swift rush forward.
A low whimper escaped Porter's lips as the heat from his body and that of the still dripping brute Conway mixed and he felt the intense kisses along his exposed neck and gripped the broad shoulders that caused him to be pinned along the bathroom door.
"Uhhhh." whimpered Porter as he felt the hard pressing of the bathroom door against his bare back as Conway's naked wet body pressed against his chest and belly.
"W-Wait..." said Porter breathlessly as Conway continued to maneuver to get him out of his boxer shorts, the smaller werewolf's bare cock jutting out in the process as the cool morning breeze hit his bare flesh.
He whimpered as he felt the sticky hotness of his arousal oozing down his pasty thighs while Conway set to work parting his legs his nostrils still flaring as he took in the scent of his arousal. Porter had been unlike anyone Conway had ever been with, as his eagerly question hands moved toward his own hard cock and he aimed it, he had not been sure where he aimed it with the slick wetness barely grazing the tip which flared as steadily as his nostrils as it came into contact with the slick folds that caught Conway by surprise.
As much as Porter had enjoyed the sensation of Conway's rough touch against his bare flesh as more slickness oozed down his pale legs and his own cock throbbed in anticipation and need, all he could see was Owen and how Conway had belonged to him despite their apparent mutual attraction. The guilt had been much too much to bear even as his body burned with need from Conway's touch.
Porter bit his bottom lip and closed his eyes tight taking in the intoxicating scent of the wet ruggedly handsome young man who had been doing things to his body that made him weak in the knees despite being held up by powerful arms. Despite what his body had wanted, there was still the matter of Conway's relationship with Owen and the fact that he had never been with anyone before let alone someone as experienced as Conway Rollins, and to make matters worse, they had hardly known one another.
"Fuck you smell so good," growled Conway his eyes glowing an eerie golden yellow as he pressed his body against Porter's while holding him against the bathroom door, his pulsing cock slowly moving along the folds of the surprisingly slick entrance to Porter's hidden sex. "And you're so wet for me..."
Porter tried his best to fight tough the sea of swirling emotions as his lust-ravaged body cried out for relief and for Conway's cock to finally fill him after several moments of pure agony due to his moderate hesitation. While the brute would have given anything to have been inside Porter's slickness at that moment, being so close to driving the tip of his cock in with minimal effort, he had not been a monster at heart and knew to seek permission before plunging inside him unsure of whether or not Porter had been a virgin in this regard.
"Con..." began Porter as tears began to stream down his cheeks. "Please....don't..."
Sensing Porter's measure of distress, Conway snarled and pulled back some dropping his cock until it hung on its own before pressing his pelvis against Porter's one last time giving it a few pumps before kissing and licking his neck while struggling with the beast inside him that had been poised to lay claim to the younger werewolf.
Porter moaned as he felt the heat of Conway's hot breath against his ear.
"There will come a time when you beg me to fuck you Pisspot," he growled trying his hardest to contain his lustful aggression as he pressed his massive thick cock against Porter's own bare cock as they throbbed with need for release. "And on that day I'll make you scream for it."
"Con..." whimpered Porter unsure if he made the right decision due to how much his body longed for that very thing to happen even as they stood pressed against one another amid rapid heavy breaths.
A deep feral growl rumbled from Conway's throat as he pressed his forehead against Porter's and their lust-filled eyes locked for several minutes before Conway thrust his cock against Porter's body once more and pulled back still as hard as Porter had ever seen him as he slowly put the younger werewolf back down onto his feet.
Lightheaded and barely managing to keep his composure due to his still heavily swelled cock jutting out before him as he took one last look at the naked and equally aroused Conway Rollins, Porter tried to turn his attention back to why he ventured to the bathroom in the first place. Conway didn't bother to pick up the towel as he stormed out of the room valiantly resisting the urge to pounce on Porter and take him anyway.
The moment the door slammed shut, Porter sighed and tried his best to compose himself after what nearly happened with Conway, It was clear they were attracted to each other, and now it seemed the hulking brute had been privy to Porter's long-kept secret.