Date: Sat, 29 May 2010 06:22:20 -0700 (PDT) From: Damien Beowulf Subject: Primal Love (short story) This is a fictional gay erotica fiction short story if homosexuality offends you please do not read this this story contains sex with a minor I do not condone such acts this is fantasy and fiction only please any questions or comments pleas direct to damienbeowulf@yahoo.com The rain poured down though the sky looked clear. The moon was full and white, huge in the sky. A mother guiding her child through his primordial nature. A nature he was just beginning to understand. He had just approached his sixteenth year and though he experienced differences on the full moon before this one was like ecstasy for him. He was utterly beautiful slim build short height onyx black hair with bangs hanging in his blue eyes milky white skin. Although this moon held him as none before it had, he could not change as I watched him from the cover of the trees near the grove he played in I could feel his emptiness his longing. This male was a beta not an alpha he needed guidance and love to make the transformation. And as I watched him I wanted him...needed him to be my mate a longing I hid away long ago was suddenly very much alive and I wanted to love him...and dominate him. I slowly stepped from the trees footsteps silent as I let my nature out heightening my senses. I took in his scent it smelled delicious. I slowly approached him my body tingling with lust and compassion for the young lycan boy he never noticed me so caught up in his senses and play. I could tell what form of lycan he would take he was a fox which meant this would probably turn into a chase...a difficult one. However I had the advantage he couldn't change as I could not yet but I would help him with that...tonight. I was getting close to him now I decided to let him know I was there. I spoke. "hello young one." He turned quickly to face me fear in his eyes. "W-who are you?" His voice stuttered out to me in nervousness. He slowly began to back away from me his skittish nature proving my assessment right he most certainly was a fox. I slowly walked around him circling. . "My name is Damien. I am a lycan just like you though our species differ we are both the same." You would have thought that I had said something truly shocking the way the boys face grew paler. His reply was simple " Stay away from me psycho!" and that was it he took off running through the woods. I took off after him changing into my were form as I ran. Soon I was upon him even though he had a significant head start. In his fear he did not pay attention to where he ran his direction took him deeper into the woods. He was fast even in his human form he had manage to change directions on me a few times and narrowly escape the grasp of my paws. I wouldn't let him escape though. I began to take control of the chase. I herded him towards a cave that I knew of and he took the bait. I could sense his mind battling him part of him wanting to surrender the other part genuine human fear. And as he came to the cave he thought he had lost me he ran into it thinking I was too far away now to see where he had gone. He was wrong. I shifted my form human once more using the smaller lighter form to my advantage I slowly stepped into the cave. It was beautiful in there if you had the eyes to see in the darkness. After a couple moments I saw him standing against a cave wall his eyes closed obviously hoping maybe even praying he had lost me. But now he was mine. I grabbed him pressing him roughly against the wall a primal guttural growl escaping my human lips. He didn't scream though he did try and struggle at first. "Get off me you psycho!" he said through gritted teeth as he came to realize I was to strong for him. I cocked my head to the side much like a dog intrigued by an unfamiliar sight. "you think me crazy yet part of you knows that I'm not" "So because I like the full moon and the forest that means I have to be some sort of monster?" The boy spat the phrase like an insult. All I could do was smile. "A monster you say? No not a monster. Though how do you explain you being able to see me in this cave. How do you explain escaping a mature werewolf. You can deny what you know to be real all you like but in your mind and your heart you know I am right. Tonight I have found my mate." The boy almost seemed happy a moment until he let denial spread across his face like a great shadow. "So your going to rape me?" he asked I thought for a moment realizing that no matter how much I knew what he was and what he needed this first time would indeed be rape no matter how gentle I was "If you would like to call it that" "I will call the police when I get out of this and you'll go to prison asshole" the boy replied is resistance to me starting to falter. His arousal...i could smell it in the air. There would be no more words. I ripped his shirt off savagely tearing the black t-shirt he wore as if it were soft as cobwebs. His body shuddered under me I pressed myself into him my muscular hairy torso against him as I undid his pants and slid them off to the floor his naked body before my own nakedness we were both hard and he suddenly began to speak not words but sounds like a fox. Churrs and yips and whimpers as my presence already started the process. I lifted him up against me and his legs wrapped around my waste and he let out a slight yip followed by a whimper before biting into my neck not drawing blood but definitely holding on to me as my cock covered in pre slid up to his entrance. I willed my own body to match the change with him and let out a howl that sent creatures outside the cave skittering and flying away audibly as my length entered him. It began. Our bodies slowly changed as he yelped as I entered him. It hurt him I could tell. Soon however the yelps turned into whimpers and whines of pleasure each thrust bringing on more of a change onto both of us. His cock jerked and throbbed each time I thrust into him precum shooting out of his tip. As the pleasure heightened he became less human and so did I his skin slowly becoming covered in black fur. A long foxen tail had already formed at his tail bone. My own form was more bestial to match his. I was close to marking him as mine our forms slipped into fully lycan forms and as my thrusting became wild and uncontrolled his cock jerked spraying fox semen across my belly and chest his muzzle biting down on me harder and suddenly it was done. I came in him for what felt like forever I eased us both on the ground and we slept. I dreamed I had the last nightmare I would ever have. I dreamed that he left me. That I would never see him again. But when I awoke the next morning he was at my side the most loving look I had ever seen in his eyes and he said "i love you my mate" he curled up tighter against me as if he wanted to fuse our bodies and he churred. He was mine. And the human world didn't matter anymore we were now lycan not human. The End