Date: Sat, 27 Jun 2009 12:03:25 -0700 (PDT)
From: toddstop@yahoo.com
Subject: Free Wolf

For Adults Only:

I was headed into the Free Wolf, a seedy looking bar.  The Free Wolf is
owned by a werewolf and most of the clientele is of the supernatural
variety.  Of course all the regular people out there had no idea.  Most
stayed clear of the bar because of the feel it gave off.  The front was
covered in graffiti.  It was situated in a strip mall between a tattoo
parlor and an Ethiopian restaurant.  The bouncer who stood at the door was
large and very unfriendly.  If you were watching the bar it would seem that
no one ever went in.  All the supernaturals went in the back door.

When I entered I was assaulted by the scents of all the different beings in
the bar.  As a weretiger my sense of smell is stronger than any regular
human's, though not as strong as some of the other beings in the bar.  The
owner, Rolf, waved to me from behind the bar.  He put out a frosty looking
beer bottle on the bar and nodded his head at me.  I threaded my way to him
and retrieved the beer.  Since I'd moved to the city I spent most of my
free time in the Free Wolf.  I found it comforting after leaving home where
I was surrounded by my family, all the regular people in my daytime-life
made my skin itch.

Weretigers are solitary creatures.  We live with our mates and children
until they're grown.  No packs for us, not like the wolves.  I left my home
as soon as I'd finished college, strafing at being in my parents' house.
Yet, I longed for the interaction of other supernatural beings.  So I often
found myself at the Free Wolf.  When it was slow I would chat with Rolf,
the owner.  We got along well, chatting about sports or politics.  We were
like-minded on most topics and I liked the man, even if he was a dog.  I'd
confided in Rolf that I was gay and hoping to meet someone at his bar.  He
thought it unlikely but my experiences with normal guys in my bed weren't
that great.  I spent so much time worrying about not hurting them that I
was distracted the whole time from my own pleasure.  It could be
suffocating, the sex without true release.  I was getting tired of my own
hand.

Rolf came back to me a moment later; I thanked him for the beer.  "Fuck,
it's busy tonight.  Can't imagine what all these freaks are doing here..."
Rolf said as he turned away to grab a bottle off the shelf behind him.  As
he mixed the drink he spoke again, "There are some new wolves in here
tonight.  A pack from out of state, they travel doing construction on new
stores for some corporation.  Keep an eye out.  They got permission to
enter our territory but I don't know much about them."

"Thanks, Rolf.  I can take care of myself, but thanks for the heads-up."

"Okay, Tony.  Enjoy the beer, it's on the house.  Let me know if you need
another."  He said as he was walking down to the other end of the bar with
two drinks in his hands.  I spun around on the bar stool, nursing my drink,
and studied the people around me.  I recognized a few.  There were a bunch
of vampires in one corner hanging all over each other.  Two werewolves were
dancing on the tiny dance floor by the jukebox, I'd played pool with the
guy a couple times.  I didn't recognize many others and scented the air to
determine what kind of beings were around me.  I caught the scent of
something indistinct, faded but almost fresh.  It smelled good and I tried
to trace it from my barstool.  I turned towards the bathrooms by the
backdoor, where I'd entered.

I was staring at the door when the man walked out into the bar.  He was
tall, thickly muscled and dark.  Our eyes locked and I knew the scent was
coming from this man.  He smelled like what the desert would smell like
after the sun set, spicy and clean with the promise of heat that would come
when the sun rose.  It was the best thing I'd ever smelled.  His semi-long,
black hair was pushed behind his ears.  His black eyes bored into me from
the olive skin of his powerful face.  He had on a white t-shirt, the fabric
hugging his muscles and stretching over his big biceps.  His forearms were
covered in black hair and corded with tendons and veins.  The shirt just
reached the waist of his jeans which were snug on his crotch and thick
thighs.  I looked up from the worn construction boots on his feet to meet
his eyes again.  Fuck me, I was lost.

I'd never seen a guy so hot.  I knew instantly that he was a werewolf, some
inner instinct telling me.  He must be one of the visiting pack members.  I
couldn't look away from him, my mind went to mush.  He held up one finger
at me and moved to some tables at my right where a bunch of men and some
women were sitting.  He broke eye contact and spoke to a couple of them.
It was maybe two seconds and he was staring straight at me, headed in my
direction.  He'd grabbed a bottle off the table and took a swig without
losing my eyes.  He licked his lips and I focused on his tongue and
generous lips, the shadow of his beard around his mouth and along his
strong jaw.

Before I knew it, he was in front of me.  His thighs brushed the front of
my bent knees.  He put out his hand and I took it automatically.  It was
damp and cool from holding the bottle he'd put in his other hand.  His grip
was firm, I could feel the calluses on his palm.  He leaned in close, still
holding my hand, and brought up his other arm to place the beer bottle on
the bar behind me.  I felt enclosed by his arms and his scent grew
incredibly stronger.  My cock hardened instantly; almost painful it was so
hard.  His face was close to mine, his eyes filled my vision.

"My name's Kyle.  What's yours, sexy?"  His breath was cool, smelling of
beer and something sweet.  "Tony", my mouth felt so dry.

"You smell good, Tony."  He practically growled it out and moved his nose
in close to my neck, inhaling loudly.  I felt the heat of his body so close
to mine.  The fine hair on the back of my neck stood up.  He moved his
mouth up, close to my ear.  "We should get out of here, Tone.  Go somewhere
private."  He pulled back so I could see his face and the desire written
plainly there.

He took my arm and propelled me off the barstool.  Close by my side, his
thigh brushing mine, he led me by the arm towards the back door.  We
stepped out into the humid air and he took my hand in his, leading me to a
white pick-up and opening the passenger door.  As he helped me up onto the
bench seat it occurred to me that I was leaving a bar with a stranger.  I
didn't know anything about him but his name and that he was a wolf, not
usually friends to tigers.  I was just thinking about getting out of his
truck when the other door opened and he hopped in behind the wheel.  He
started the truck and put it in reverse.  I was mesmerized again while
watching the play of muscles in his arms and under his shirt as he
maneuvered the truck out of the parking lot.  "My car..."  I couldn't
finish the sentence because I wasn't sure what to say.

"We'll come get it tomorrow.  Don't worry, it'll be safe there.  We're
going to your place, where do you live Tony?"  I was trying to process what
was happening but I couldn't keep up in my head and just gave him
directions.  It only took ten minutes and we were parked in my driveway.
He jumped out and was helping me out of my side before I'd finished opening
the door.  It was like I was in slow motion.  His hand threaded with mine
as I led us to the front door of my little rental house.  I unlocked the
first lock as he moved up behind me to rub his erection against my ass.  I
dropped my keys, not because I was startled but because I was so hungry for
him that my hands were shaking.  I stooped to grab the keys, my face so
close to his crotch I could smell the scent of him strongly.  My mind was
dazed but as I straightened up my brain cleared a bit.

"I don't even know you, Kyle.  What am I doing?  I've never done something
like this before."  My gaze lowered from his while I stammered this out.
He grabbed my hand holding the keys and helped me unlock the door.  Before
the door was all the way open he had me in his arms, pressing me against
the foyer wall while he kicked the door shut.  His lips met mine, hard, and
I started purring deep in my throat.  I opened my mouth to him and his
tongue thrust in deep and tangled with mine.  He tasted like the best thing
ever.

It was only a moment and he pulled away to study me, his gaze surveying my
face.  His lips were wet and glistened in the soft light coming from the
living room.  His eyes returned to mine and he spoke softly, almost into my
lips.  "Tony, you smell like my mate.  I'm going to take you in the bedroom
and claim you, mark you as mine.  I don't know if cats have mates (his look
turned uncertain for a minute), but I think you're mine.  I can't help it,
it's instinct.  A wolf doesn't argue with instinct so I'm going to fuck you
now."  His lips met mine again as I tried to make sense of what he'd said.
My involuntary purring started up again.

This kiss started sweet and turned ferocious as the passion built.  I
pulled one of my legs up the outside of his to hook behind his thigh and
knee.  His hands moved from my face to my ass.  He lifted me against him
and I wrapped my other leg around him.  He walked us down the hall without
breaking our kiss, our tongues thrusting against each other.  He pulled
back for a breath and to give me a questioning look.  I nodded toward the
bedroom on his right and he nipped my bottom lip.  Somehow he flicked on
the lights without putting me down then walked me to the bed and laid me
down on it.  He stretched out over me, pulling us into the center of the
bed.  He was between my legs, humping against me and rubbing our hard-ons
together.

I wrapped my arms and legs around his torso.  Our lips met and the kiss was
savage, bruising my lips against my teeth.  Then his tongue invaded my
mouth, possessing me completely.  Even the urge to breath was lost to his
dominance.  I suckled on his tongue and he growled from deep in his chest.
I could feel the vibration in my whole body and it triggered something in
me.  I started to come.  I pulled my arms back from around him and pushed
at his chest but he wouldn't be moved.  He deepened the kiss and ran one
hand into my hair to pull.

I rutted against him and lost my load in my pants, purring and moaning
against his mouth.  I had to pull back and catch my breath.  He looked down
at me, smiling.  Embarrassment welled up in me, I'd come like a teenager.
I shifted my eyes to avoid his gaze but he pulled on my hair, forcing me to
look at him again.  He kissed me tenderly, just brushing our lips together.

I still felt uncertain and started to apologize.  Before I could get a word
out he held one finger to my lips.  "Baby, there's nothing to be sorry for.
I love that you got so excited.  It makes me think how you're just as into
me as I'm into you.  You don't have to worry, I'm going to make you come
all night.  That was just the first."

He ducked and pressed his lips to mine even as he began to back away from
the embrace my legs still held him in.  He jumped up out of the bed and
reached for my pants.  He had them unbuckled and pulled down to my feet,
along with my boxers, in a second.  Then he removed my shoes, socks, pants
an underwear leaving me in just my t-shirt.  He gave me an admiring look
and said, "Take it off, Tony."  I started to pull my t-shirt off but got
distracted watching him undress.  First he pulled off his own t-shirt.  I
admired his furry abs and chest.  God, he was built.  Just looking at the
muscles flex and move while he raised the hem of the shirt over his head
had my dick back to aching hardness.  He toed off his boots while he
unbuttoned his pants and he was naked in moments.  I rushed to finish
taking off my shirt.  He stood there and studied me, his eyes gleaming with
lust.  I studied him right back.  He had thick dark hair curling on his
chest, thinning on his tight stomach only to thicken again below his belly
button.  The hair was thicker and darker at the junction of his pelvis, the
lines there etched in sharp relief.  His cock jutted out and made my breath
stutter.  It was huge, bigger than any I'd ever seen.  It was curved
slightly upward.  The angle of my view made it hard to really get a good
look.  I was especially intrigued by his big balls, hanging so ripe between
his thick hairy thighs.

I looked up again to meet his eyes, my words tumbling out before I even
thought about what I was saying.  "Jesus, your cock is huge."  I was still
purring.  "Don't worry, baby.  I couldn't ever hurt you.  Fuck, you're
beautiful.  You're hair is gold all over and your skin, shit."  He ran a
hand over his face as he said this.  Rubbing his eyes, as though to make
sure he wasn't seeing things, he stared at me again.  He moved to crawl
over me again and stopped to rub a hand through me damp pubes.  He brought
his fingers to my mouth as he moved up my body.  I accepted them and licked
at my own salty essence, he growled again.

"Fuck, baby, I don't know what to do first.  You like sucking cock?
Getting fucked?"  He asked all this while running his hand over my abs,
supporting his body over me with the other arm.  I could feel a blush
rising as he reached to my dick and jacked me in one big hand.  His eyes
returned to me expectantly.  "I do like to suck cock, but I've never been
fucked.  I haven't been with many guys before, Kyle."  I'd dreamt of it and
fingered myself plenty.  "We'll take things slow and easy.  You're mine,
now, and I could never hurt you."  He gave me another soft kiss after he
said this.  He moved down my body, cupping my balls, and brought his lips
to the head of my dick.  He kissed it, then slid his tongue out to lap at
it.  The intimate contact bordered on pain, it was so intense.  I shuddered
under him as he slowly engulfed the shaft, not stopping until he had the
whole thing.  I felt his throat swallowing around the head of my cock,
making me claw at the sheets.  He pulled off and crawled back up to lay
atop me, rubbing our dicks together again.  He was maybe an inch or two
taller than me, probably six-two or three.  Our bodies seemed to fit
together perfectly and our lips met in another scorching kiss.  Having just
had an orgasm my mind was clearer and I knew exactly what I wanted.  I
pushed against one of his hard shoulders and rolled my body against his.
He ended on his back with me straddling him.

I held his eyes as I wrapped my hand around both of our cocks and stroked
them together.  After a dozen strokes and some serious eye-fucking he
closed his eyes and fell back onto the pillows.  "Fuck, Tone, I'm so close.
I need you to make me come, baby."  I longed to do just that.  All I could
think of was his comment about marking and claiming me.  I slid toward the
bottom of the bed, kissing his chest and nipples then running my tongue
along the grooves of his stomach muscles.  I found the head of his dick and
pulled it up with my lips to capture the head in my mouth.

I licked all around the bottom of his big cock as I slowly sank down on it.
I forced the big head into my throat and swallowed against it, getting used
to the feel of his thick meat stretching me open and trying not to gag or
choke.  His hands came to play in the hair at the back of my head.  He
didn't force me down but it wouldn't have mattered as I was forcing myself
to accept his dick.  I held my breath and took his entire dick.  Kyle was
moaning and grunting.  Just as I was planting me nose in the thicket of
hair at his base I felt his dick tense.  He started whimpering and I felt
the come climb his shaft and pump into my throat.  I swallowed against him
and he shouted out.  I pulled back to take some of his come in my mouth,
sucking on the head to draw all the come out.  It tasted good.

He pulled me up to him and kissed me soundly, then rolled me under him.  He
pinned my arms above my head and captured my eyes.  "That was the best I've
ever had.  Not many guys can take me so deep so quick.  Or make me come
like that."  Kyle told me this with an inquisitive look in his eyes.

"I wanted it so bad, I didn't think about if I could do it.  I just did it
because I wanted all of your dick inside me somehow."  He kissed me again,
letting the kiss deepen slowly.  I was trapped under him, pinned to the
bed.  I spread my legs wide and wrapped them around him.  We began rubbing
against each other.  I wondered at how turned on I was, acting the slut and
letting this man dominate me.  His dick had only briefly lost its hard
rigidity and was already full and hot against mine.  He let go of my hands
and pushed up to look down at me.

"We're gonna fuck now, Tony.  I need lube."

"It's there, on the nightstand."  I turned my head to look at it and his
gaze followed mine.  He reached over and grabbed the bottle then rose to
his knees.  My thighs were open and draped over his.  He uncapped the
bottle and poured some out over his fingers and into his palm.  He capped
the bottle and placed it back on the nightstand as he shoved his other hand
between out crotches and brought it to my ass.  Quickly he inserted one
thick finger and I pulsed against him.  I squirmed and closed my eyes
against his possessive, hungry staring.  His other hand grabbed my jaw
roughly and I opened my eyes to him.

"Tony, I'm going to fuck you."  He added another lube wet finger.  "I'm
going to claim you as mine.  And I will be yours.  Forever."  I could feel
that he had tipped his hand up and was pressing his third finger into my
painfully stretched hole.  The lube puddled in the palm of his hand was
sliding down into my ass.  Making me wet.  I growled and purred as I moved
on his fingers, my whole body writhing to make it feel good and make the
pain go away.  He growled and I looked up at him, stilling for a moment.
"Fuck, you want it.  Don't you, Tony?  Tell me you want my dick.  You're
fucking begging for it without saying a word."  He was thrusting his
fingers into me and spreading them to stretch me.

"I want it, Kyle.  Fuck, I want it bad."  I started to thrust my ass
against his hand again.  Fucking myself on his fingers.  "Give it to me,
Kyle.  Make me yours."  My eyes had not left his and I saw his beast come
out in them.  They turned hard and dark with lust.  He pulled his fingers
from my hole and palmed his dick a few times to get it somewhat lubed.  He
grabbed my thighs behind my knees and pushed them up towards my chest,
pulling my ass up and off the bed.  He pulled his eyes from mine to look
down at the entrance to my body and exhaled all the air from his lungs.  He
pushed his dick down and placed the head against my throbbing ass lips.
Pulling my legs up onto his shoulders he leaned over me in a push-up
position and caught my eyes again.

Slowly he began to exert pressure with his hips.  I pushed my inner muscles
out to accept him, taking confidence from the look in his eyes.  The head
slipped into me and I fought not to tense, the pain was almost
overwhelming.  I cried out and he thrust more of his big cock into me,
giving me no respite.  He buried himself to the hilt, until I felt his big
balls resting against my upturned ass.  I was panting and groaning.  He
bent me more in half and leaned on one forearm as he brought the other hand
to my face and caressed me jaw.

My whole body convulsed against him, my ass and guts constricting
rhythmically around his huge cock.  It was more than my mind could
encompass.  The feeling was so large and vast.  Being impaled on the thick
shaft of his manhood was almost more than I could bear.  I felt the need to
move, to alleviate the building pressure in me.  "Fuck me, oh God, fuck me.
Move please.  Please."  I begged like the wanton thing I had become.  I
felt like I didn't know myself and he was the only thing reining me in,
keeping me from losing all control.

His lips met mine and his tongue thrust into my mouth as his cock withdrew
from my still clenching hole.  I moaned deep into his mouth and he thrust
hard back into me.  He set a driving rhythm using long full strokes.  I
felt my ass opening to him completely, submitting before the onslaught of
his giant cock.  I spread my legs more, to the very edges of his wide
shoulders and thrust my body up to meet and take each of his steady
strokes.  I gripped his biceps and he pulled up to watch my face.  I saw
the concentration and hard lust in his.

He started thrusting faster, using shorter strokes.  He was setting me on
fire.  A feral yell began building up in my throat.  I didn't realize I was
coming until I was yelling and spunk was jetting out of me landing all over
both of us.  Kyle pounded into me harder, making me come more.  The world
fell away into brightness and all I saw was Kyle as the pleasure built and
peaked inside me.

I was gasping and panting, trying to suck air into my lungs.  Kyle let my
legs shrug off his shoulders and I wrapped them around his hips.  Being
unbent let me get more air and I stared up at him with a stupid smile on my
face.  He was still hard inside me but he'd stopped thrusting and was
moving his hips in a circle, causing new and intense sensations inside me
as his cock seemed to touch everywhere.  I'd never had an orgasm like it, I
hadn't even touched my dick and I could feel the aftershocks in my ass
still clenching at Kyle's dick.

"That was fucking amazing."  It was the best I could do since my brain
hadn't truly begun to function.

"That was just the first course, baby."  He slowly pulled his dick from
inside me.  It hurt and I felt empty.  He smoothed the frown from my face
with one hand and smiled down at me.  Then he reared up and flipped me
easily onto my stomach.  He moved atop me and pulled me up so I was on my
knees, my head on the bed.  He used his own knees to pry mine apart and
spread them wide.

I knew what was coming and welcomed it.  He mounted me and his dick felt
even bigger.  "Oh fuck."  I grunted and started purring.  My dick, still
full of blood, hardened painfully.  It ached and I squeezed his deeply
imbedded shaft.  He pulled all the way out and thrust all the way in.  I
moaned and purred louder.  He pulled out and this time only gave me the
head and a few inches before pulling out quickly to repeat the maneuver.  I
groaned at this new line of attack, feeling my ass stretched open over and
over.  I started pleading incoherently with moans and soft mewls.  I rose
on my hands for better leverage and thrust back to meet his teasing dick
play.

I took all of him and he grabbed my hips tighter, using a bruising grip to
control me.  A growl built in my throat and he returned it before giving me
what I wanted and pounding his cock into my ass.  He held my hips in place
and used full strokes like a pile-driver.  Fuck, the feeling of being
overwhelmed returned to me.  I had to move or I couldn't bear it.

He let go of my hips and leaned over me.  He pressed his chest and belly to
my back and brought his arms under mine to grip my shoulders.  I was
holding both of us up and I still couldn't move, the throbbing of that long
cock inside of me wasn't alleviating my feeling of losing control.

"You're mine, Tony.  Fight if you want but that won't change anything.
I'll fuck you how I want, when I want."  There was a growl in his voice and
I responded with one of my own.  Before I could move to break his hold on
me he started thrusting again.  Using the grip on my shoulders he was
hammering that big cock into me.  He whispered into my ear, "Submit," then
bit into my shoulder muscles.

I cried out in pain and something else.  All my feelings resolved.  I
submitted to him, to his cock, to the brutal fucking, to his dominance.  I
began purring again and arched my back against his front.  He swore and his
thrusts got wilder and faster.  He bottomed out at different points inside
me and it was setting me to panting.  "Take my cock, fuck yeah.  You love
it don't you?  You're cunt is so fucking hot.  Take it."

He rose up and pounded me forward, letting me collapse to my stomach but
keeping my ass tilted up.  He pummeled my ass, using all the many inches of
his cock.  I could feel his sweat dripping down onto my back as I purred
and moaned.  A fantastic howl escaped him and at the same time I felt his
come jetting into me.  The feeling set me off and I was coming too, my ass
spasming around his thrusting cock.  I felt the liquid heat of his come
building inside me and seeping around his dick, filling me so full.  I let
go and collapsed completely spent onto the bed.

When Kyle had finished coming he pulled me against his front and rolled us
onto our sides without taking his dick from inside me.  It began to shrink
somewhat and I could feel some of his come leaking out to slide down the
crack of my ass, behind my empty and aching balls.  My head was pillowed on
his bicep and I knew I would pass out at any second.  He wrapped one arm
around to my chest and one leg went over my hip to entwine with mine.  The
last thing I heard before I succumbed to oblivion was a whispered "Mine."