Werewolf 10

Usual disclaimers apply.  The following contains male-to-male sex.
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Unfortunately their reacton didn’t last long. Isaac made another speech on Denis being an unholy monster and then ushered the crowd outside. Only the blonde remained, not having moved from her seat. He lowered his head and tried to get some sleep, this was the first time he hadn’t been beaten until he passed out.

Denis opened his eyes when he heard the door open. He didn’t move his head, just lifted his eyes and watched Clyde walk across the room.

“I can’t,” she answered, “the Reverend said it’s to be watched at all time.”

“That’s why I’m here,” he replied with a charming smile, “he wants me to replace you so you can go enjoy yourself.”

“Yeah, but he’s drugged and chained, how much trouble is he going to be? Go enjoy yourself Isabelle.”

She thought about it for a moment and then wrote something down on the clipboard on the table. Clyde accompanied her to the door, closing it behind her. He waited a minute and then locked it.

Denis lifted his head and studied him for a moment, “the reverend didn’t send you, did he?”

Clyde walked to him, “what do you care?” he said and ran his hands through Denis’ chest fur, “man your fur’s soft.”

Denis moaned; he couldn’t help reacting it had been a long time since he’d felt any kind of sensual touch. His cock didn’t react, but it felt so nice. “Does he know you’re gay?”

“The old man can go fuck himself,” was Clyde’s bitter reply, “He’s an idiot. He can’t see the power you embody.” He traced Denis’ arm muscles. “I’ve heard stories of how strong a werewolf can be. With that kind of strength I could do what ever I wanted. I want you do give me that strength.”

Denis was panting from the feeling of Clyde’s hands roaming on his arms and chest. “I can’t do that,” he said after enjoying the man’s touch a little more.

“Why not?” Clyde asked, biting on Denis’ nipple through the brown fur, making the werewolf shiver and moan in pleasure. “I’d be one of you, I’d have to help you escape or I’d end up chained up too.”

“It doesn’t work that way,” Denis said once he’d caught his breath, “I can’t make other werewolves.”

Clyde took a step back and looked at Denis, “I guess I can’t be surprised you’d lie about this after the way we treated you, but I’ve read all of the old man’s research. I know everything about how you can make a werewolf; saliva works.” He moved in and kissing him hard. Denis didn’t even fight it; he kissed back using plenty of tongue. Clyde’s mouth tasted wonderful.

“You really don’t have to lie, I know that being bitten is enough to be changed.” He snapped his finger, “but that goes directly into the blood stream. I guess I’m going to have to ingest more of your bodily fluids.” He said eyeing Denis’s flaccid cock.

“Yeah, I’m going to get a lot more from you sucking your cock than kissing you.”

Denis’ whole body was vibrating in anticipation at the thought of a warm mouth on his cock; except for that cock, it didn’t react at all. Her smell was still strong in the room. “Fine, it won’t do you any good, but if you want to do it I’m really game. But you’re not going to get anything until I can get the woman’s smell out of my nose.”

“Well, it sucks; the smell’s barely gone down. Are you wearing underwear?”

Denis growled in annoyance, “do you really want to wait until her scent’s out? what if she runs into the old man and is sent back here? You really want to sacrifice your chance?” He didn’t care what he had to say at this point, Clyde had excited him and he was going to get off.

Clyde took a look at the door and then pulled down his pants, and then took off his underwear. Denis smiled and his cock twitched a little at the sight of the man’s hard penis. Clyde placed the underwear on Denis’ nose as instructed and he breathed deeply the smell of precum and male musk. His cock responded immediately. It grew hard and leaked.

“Wrap it over my upper muzzle so I can hold it in place with my mouth, I don’t want this falling of in the middle of things.” Clyde did as told and then went down on his knees.

Denis gasped and almost lost hold of the underwear when Clyde licked the precum off his cock because the pleasure was so strong. God he’d missed this. He looked down as the man placed the tip of his shaft in his mouth and sucked on it. He thrust in, forcing him to take more. He didn’t want to take his time, he needed release, and he needed it now! Clyde got the message and didn’t argue. He took more of the cock in and bobbed up and down.

Denis didn’t last long, after weeks of not even being able to get excited he let go under five minute with a loud growl. Clyde held on to the werewolf’s hips and swallowed as much as he could, but some still dribbled out the side of his mouth.

With the orgasm over Clyde let go of Denis’ cock, who slumped down in exhaustion, letting the chains support his weight. He opened his muzzle to pant and the underwear fell to the ground on the small puddle of precum. Isabelle’s smell, now faint, enveloped him again and his cock slowly went down.

Clyde put his pants on, leaving his underwear on the ground, while Denis caught his breath. They looked up at the same time and studied each other coldly.

“No,” Clyde replied as he picked up the underwear, “not until I see some sort of change. Until then you stay right where you are.”