Jordan discovers two things about himself at college: the first is that he is gay, and the second is that he has the hots for his father's oldest friend, Henry. Being taken by Henry is a fantasy that gets him hard every time. On their way back from a camping trip, Henry leaves the car and runs into the woods. When he comes back, he wants Jordan's tender flesh. Jordan wants to give it to him.
Warning: this 3194 word story contains rough supernatural werewolf sex between a college stud and his father's monstrous friend, scratching, slapping, oral, choking, anal, and ass to mouth. For mature readers only.
Note: this is an alternate version of the story "Rough Sex with His Werewolf Daddy" with the family element removed. All characters are 18 or older, and of no relation.
Jordan stopped short. Standing in front of him, shoulders heaving, white fangs showing in a snarl, was the monster. It stood on its hind legs, and was thick with muscle. There were the shredded and torn remains of clothes on its body. Jordan recoiled in horror.
He recognized that shirt.
“Henry?” Jordan said as the werewolf advanced on him.
With that, the werewolf stopped. His eyes narrowed as he considered Jordan, looking him up and down in the light of the full moon. His eyes stopped their examination when they saw Jordan’s semi-hard cock hanging out of his pants. In Jordan’s fright, he’d forgotten to tuck it back in.
Unable to help it, Jordan felt himself start to get hard again. The monster he knew was Henry was looking with interest at his youthful cock. His mind knew that Henry was a monster, but all his body knew is that it was getting the sort of attention that it wanted.
“Don’t hurt me,” Jordan said, taking a cautious step forward, “Please. I know you’re in there. Don’t you love me, still? I love you.”
Jordan had to stop as he shuddered. Saying those words made his hard cock quiver, and a dollop of clear precum glinted on the tip of his rod.
The werewolf’s eyes widened as he took this erotic sight in. As Jordan watched, the front of Henry’s tattered pants bulged out. With a tearing noise, his monster cock pushed through the fabric. His long and thick cock trembled in the cool air of the night. It was covered in bulging veins, and the head was so large that Jordan wasn’t certain he could take it in his mouth.
But he still wanted to try.
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Published February 16, 2013