Part 1

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Denis moaned before even opening an eye. His body was sore everywhere. He tried to remember what he’d done the day before to be this sore. Surely cleaning the house couldn’t cause that.

He opened an eye and the brightness hurt. “Fuck,” he mumbled, “sun’s already up.” He heard the water running in the bathroom. He turned on his back and saw that the door was open. “Sarah, call my boss. I don’t think I’ll be able to make it into work today.” Even his throat felt sore.

A man walked out of the bathroom wearing jeans and drying his face. “You say something?”

Denis stared at him “Who, who the fuck are you?”

The man moved to the foot of the bed and leaned on the Footboard, worry on his face. “Don’t block it Denis. You’ll just make it tougher for yourself.”

“What are you talking about?”

“It’s not that big of a deal that you blocked out Friday night, but you need to deal with last night.”

“Wha . . .what happened last night?” Denis stammered. The man just kept looking at him so he tried to remember. He’d cleaned the house, and then went out . . . no, he was planning on going out, but there was someone at the door, a man. . . . him. “You’re Kyle.” And the memory of the evening hit him hard enough that he had to hold his head. “My God, I . . . . you. . . we . . ..”

Kyle looked at him with relief on his face.

“What did you do to me?” Denis screamed at him.

“I didn’t do anything to you.”

“You’re lying. We had sex. I’d never have sex with you. I’m not gay.” Kyle looked at him with disbelief on his face; and then started chuckling. “What the fuck’s wrong with you?”

Kyle calmed his chuckling “You’re a werewolf, and you’re hung up on the fact that we had sex.”

“What are you talking about?”

Kyle lost his smile and slammed his hand on the footboard, making Denis press back against the head board. “Don’t block ANYTHING out; you’re only going to make things tougher for you.”

“You’re insane,” Denis finally said once the surprise passed. He turned to get out of bed, making his body complain. “There’s no such thing as werewolf.”

“You sure about that?”

Denis turned to tell Kyle to get out, but where Kyle had stood was Black furred man with the head of a wolf. Denis took a step back as the rest of the evening hit him, hard, and knocked the side table, sending the lamp to the floor, where it shattered.

He looked at the pieces, somehow feeling they represented reality. When he was finally able to look up again Kyle was leaning against the wall next to the bathroom door, arms crossed over his chest, his face neutral. Denis sat on the bed and looked at his hands. They looked normal, but he could see them like they had been, covered in fur and clawed. He realized the fur had been the colour of his hair; Just like Kyle’s had been the colour of his.

Kyle was still looking at him patiently. “Did you,” he swallowed, “did you do this to me?”

“No, I didn’t.”

“Are you saying that our meeting on Friday was a coincidence?”

“Only partially. I was out trolling and I caught your scent. I immediately knew what you were going through so I tracked you down and figured I’d keep you company and keep things from getting out of control. We drank, we talked, you hit on me, and once you were drunk enough I took you to a motel close by. I wasn’t worried that you’d changed since it wasn’t the full moon yet.”

“What would have happened if you hadn’t should up last night? Would I have gone out and ate someone?”

Kyle chuckled. “No, you’d just have hunted down a guy, probably one of your neighbors and fucked him till you were satisfied.”

“How did this happen to me?”

“I don’t know. Did anything out of the ordinary happen in the last 30 days or so?”

“What,” said Denis with bitterness, “like being bitten by a gay wolf?”

“Would that qualify as being out of the ordinary?” replied Kyle with a smile.

Denis glared at him for a minute and then sighed. “No, don’t remember anything strange happening. What am I suppose to do?”

“Now you learn to deal with being gay and a werewolf.”

Denis sighed and looked at the ceiling. “I can probably deal with being like that once a month. Am I going to be able to go to your place for the full moons? I’d rather Sarah not have to deal with this.”

“You’re not gay when you’re transformed. You’re gay all the time.”

“What? Are you saying I’m going to have to deal with being attracted to guys too?”

“No. you’re not bi. You’re gay. Women aren’t going to do anything for you anymore.”

Denis stared at Kyle, in shock. Then, within a few steps he was nose to nose with him. “What about my wife?” Kyle maintained the gaze until Denis turned away. “Fuck! How the hell is that possible?”

“I don’t know. You’re the eleventh werewolf I know. Those who were straight or even bi before lost all attraction to women.”

“And no one ever found a cure?”

“Only one was able to make it so he’d never transform again.”


“A silver bullet to the head.”

Denis walked across the room and leaned on the dresser, looking at the wall. “Fine, I’m going to manage to deal with this. It’s just a question of not acting on what I feel for guys then. That’s no different than what I had to deal with women before.”

“You think it’s going to be that easy?”

Denis heard Kyle’s fly being pulled down and turned around. His eyes immediately went to the cock Kyle pulled out. It was about the length of his hand, and it was still soft. Denis started drooling.

He was on his knees in front of it before he realized he’d moved. He scrambled back to sit against the dresser before he could reach up to grasp it.

“And the sex drive hasn’t fully kicked in yet,” said Kyle when Denis looked at him, fear on his face. “You can fight as hard as you want, but you’re just going to make things harder on you. You’ve been changed, and there’s nothing you can do about it.”

“Do you expect me to just give in?” Kyle simply shrugged and went to tuck his cock away. “Leave it out.” Kyle raised an eyebrow. “Look, you say that I have to get use to being like this. That’s what scares me. I don’t feel any guilt about wanting your cock, but I’m married. I made a promise to my wife on our wedding night. Is that supposed to change because I’m . . . because I’m not human anymore?”

“I can’t help you there. It’s not something I ever had to deal with. Will your wife be able to deal with you not able to have sex with her again?”

“Not without a full explanation. Even then I think she’ll have an easier time accepting that I’m a werewolf instead. How about if you have sex with us? From what I’m feeling I’ll get hard just at the thought of sex with a guy. If you’re fucking me I should be able to have sex with her.”

Kyle shook his head. “It won’t work. There’s something about the scent of a woman that kills any sexual desire we might have towards her. You haven’t just lost your attraction to women, it’s like there’s this command in our brain that makes it impossible to have sex with them.”

“You’ve tried it?”

“The one who killed himself did. He tried everything to keep the life he had. When he realized he wouldn’t be able to. He ended it.”

Denis nodded, taking it all in, “so, what ever did this to me turned me gay without my consent, and made it impossible to reverse it, as far as you know.” Kyle nodded. “Are you religious Kyle?”

“Not anymore. I’m sure there’s a God out there, somewhere, but I don’t like what religions have to say about anything that’s different from them.”

“So, do you think cheating on your wife is a sin?”

“You won’t have a choice Denis. If you think that looking at my cock right now is making your horny, wait in a few months, once your body and brain will have gotten used to the change. You’re going to want to have sex every few hours. I don’t care how much self control you have. After a day without cumming you’re going to be trolling the bars and fucking the first guy who says yes.”

“I can’t divorce her, I still love her.”

“Then that’s exactly why you should leave her.”

Denis held the bridge of his nose and closed his eyes.” Can we drop this subject? I’ll deal with this . . . . at an another time.”

“s’your decision. What do you want to talk about instead?”

Denis opened his eyes. “I don’t want to talk.” He took a deep breath. “Since I have to get use to this, why don’t you come here and show me what I have to look forward to?”

Kyle grinned and seductively crossed the room.

Denis watched his cock sway as it moved closer. He swallowed hard. Kyle didn’t stop until it was pressing against Denis’ nose, and he could smell his musk.

Denis’ heart pounded in his chest. A part of him turned on the guilt, reminding him he had a wife to whom he had promised to be faithful, that homosexuality was wrong and that for all he knew Kyle was lying to him. He pushed that part away with surprising ease. He got to his knees and buried his nose against his balls, pulling Kyle’s pants down.

Kyle smelled of sweat and sex. He licked his balls and then took one of them in his mouth, enjoying the salty taste it had. The sound of Kyle moaning sent a shiver of delight down his spine. He sucked on them until he had washed off the taste, watching as Kyle’s cock grew hard. The sight gave him a raging hardon.

Looking higher he saw Kyle looking down at him with hunger in his eyes. The sight frightened him a little, but also added to his excitement. He looked back down and saw a liquid dripping along the shaft. His heart beating hard he took a tentative lick, and then another, gasping at the intensity of the taste. He had tasted his own precum once, out of curiosity, and he couldn’t remember it being so delicious. He licked the shaft clean and then took the head in his mouth, looking forward to tasting Kyle’s cum.

He pushed the cock down his throat, stopping when he felt some resistance, about three quarters of the way in. He fought with himself to go slow so he could enjoy the six inched of Kyle’s cock he was able to take in, but his hunger for the taste of cum kept making him go faster.

After a few minutes the fight was taken out of his hands when Kyle took hold of his head and pushed his cock until it was completely in. Denis panicked a little as he felt it stretch his throat as it was down it, but Kyle wouldn’t let him push away. He calmed down when the expected gag reflex didn’t kick in. Kyle pulled out and he caught his breath. He looked up at him; the hunger had spread from his eyes to his entire face.

Denis closed his eyes in fear and tried to push that image out of his mind as he felt the shaft moved back in. He focused on the sensation, and found himself moaning in pleasure as the cock stretched his throat again. Kyle seemed to take that as a signal and started to fuck his face.

Denis could only enjoy what was happening to him, and enjoy he did, His nose was filled with the scent of Kyle’s hunger, and unlike how he saw it on his face, the scent ignited his own hunger and he found himself grabbing Kyle’s ass with his hands, digging his nails in and trying to get him to fuck him harder. Kyle let out a low growl and Denis’ body shivered in response.

Denis lost track of time, swimming among the smells tastes and sounds, finding that he instinctively knew how close Kyle was getting to his orgasm, so he was ready for him when he groaned harshly and then violently exploded.

Denis pulled of just enough so the cum wouldn’t go directly down his throat, after all this he wanted to taste it. And he wasn’t disappointed, as good as the precum had tasted, the cum tasted better. It was like champagne next to cheap wine.

The realization made his body shudder and he pulled off with a moan of his own as his cock throbbed, jerked and then shot strings of cum in the air. When the orgasm passed he was panting and his head was spinning. He looked up at Kyle to see him leaning against the dresser and smiling at him. It was a few minutes before his mind was able to string words together.

“That . . . that was. . . .”

“Something else?” Kyle finished for him.

Denis just nodded, still unsure he could speak.

Kyle sat next to him.

“Does that mean I’m going to be your cock sucker now?”

Kyle chuckled, “only if you want to. Last night I was the one being face fucked, among other things.”

Denis looked at him sideways. “I don’t remember doing that. The last thing I remember was fucking you.”

“I know. I could tell when your rational mind shut down and your instinct took control. It’s what will happen if you try to repress your sex drive.”

Denis sighed. “It’s safe to say I won’t want to repress it. I’ve never had an orgasm without touching myself. I’ve never felt so INTO having sex.”

“Even human our senses are stronger than normal humans; that makes sex something much more interesting. When you’re a werewolf, it can’t even be described.”

“I know what you mean. I don’t know if I can wrap my head around the thought I’ll be feeling like that again.”

Kyle chuckles and patted his leg. “You can trust me on that, you’re going to wrap your head around it. And everything else you’ll be able to do,” he said as he stood.

“You mean there’s more?”

Kyle gave him a mysterious smile before turning to head out the bedroom.

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