🪦 God, Ian wasn't some pubescent kid drowning in his own testosterone freshly unleashed by newly enlarged testicles.

He wasn't some helpless, coy little virgin schoolboy, neither naive nor innocent... guileless and pure as driven snow.

Fuck, he was a 27 year old young man... smart, educated and confident... pursuing his doctorate. Had dated and bedded many a teen, and men, ever since his highschool days!

And yet, this stranger, this mere boy, was making him feel exactly like that -- a hormone surcharged fourteen year old out on his first date!

It had been just a little over 24 hours, yet the strange youth had driven him out of his frigging mind... had inflamed his very being... had set his body ablaze with lust... cast a spell on him!

Now, neither his mind, nor his body belonged to him no more... commandeered by the boy, taken complete control of... Ian merely play-dough in the confident hands of the Transylvanian teen!

God, he wanted to simply drop down on his knees -- right then, right there -- rip open the boy's fly, tear away the crotch front, and feast his eyes on the heated lump so temptingly pressed against his abdomen...

Grab it with both hands and...

Ah, Ian couldn't even hold onto that delightful vision, entranced in a numbing daze by the sheer pleasure of the most amazing kiss of his entire life... practically on the verge of passing out.

And when he was sure he couldn't take it much longer, releasing his lips the stranger osculated his way up the jawline... up to his ear, the tongue swirling over the helix before flicking its way down Ian's neck... the moist tongue-tip drawing ergodic doodles as it traversed lower... each flick, each swirl of the tongue punctuated by small pecks and tiny nips.

Head thrown back, his thoughts rambling aimlessly, Ian could only groan and gurgle, his fingers fierce in the glossy mane of his Transylvanian tormentor... his pelvis crazed as he rotated his hips, shamelessly rubbing his hardon against the boy's hip... all the while speculating what that heated lump pressed against his belly would feel like in his hands... wanting to touch it, hold it... caress it, and...

But he couldn't hold onto those thoughts for long... the youth had reached the base of his neck, and was arousing a whole lot of new sensations as he wiggled his tongue in the crook where neck met shoulder... lapping at the juncture with broad, wet swipes... before swirling his way to the front... and up once more... flicking over Ian's bobbing adam's apple... back to his hungry lips!

And as Ian parted his lips in invitation, opening his mouth to receive the boy's tongue... the youth pulled back his face.

"Go on, feel it..." the boy whispered, speaking for the first time, the voice nerve-tinglingly sultry, the words heavily accented... fingertips once more caressing Ian's flushed cheek, feeling the prickly beginning of the human's end-of-day stubble.

Ian blinked open his eyes, catching the glint in those weirdly greenish-yellow eyes staring into his... the iris seeming to glow in the fast fading light of the setting sun.

"I know you want to hold it..." the boy laughed softly, "that's all you've been thinking of since yesterday afternoon, no?"

Shamed that the youth could have so easily read his thoughts, guessed his desires, Ian stared back with glazed eyes, wondering what else the youth knew.

"There's no shame in desiring sex..." the boy chuckled taking Ian's right wrist and moving it lower, down the front of his torso, "it's natural!"... right between his thighs, placing it on the pronounced bulge of his denim encased crotch!

Ian gasped, immediately sensing the incredible heat under the fabric, and the obvious rigidity of the teen's tumid member, throbbing and pulsing in sync with the boy's rapid heartbeat... the length and girth fascinatingly breathtaking, pointing straight up!

"Like it, yes?" the boy asked, rubbing his thumb over Ian's lips.

Ian let out another moan, probably in reply, or maybe in wonder... his hand gripping the bulge in desperation, almost frantic... pawing the youth's denim covered privates, utterly mesmerized as he tried to make sense of what his fingers were feeling under the fabric... gauge the extraordinary dimensions...

Clearly, it was no ordinary penis... the boy was so much larger than any penis Ian had ever encountered before... firmer and warmer too... pointing straight up, kinda fixed... rigid and unmoving, like, glued to his lower abdomen!

"Want to take it out and hold it, yes?" the boy chuckled, eyes twinkling, the grin triumphal.

Fascinated, Ian stared back, unblinking, as if in a trance... becoming vaguely aware of his surroundings... about the fact that dusk was almost upon them... that it would soon get totally dark under the lush canopy where they stood...

Fleetingly recollecting Andrei and Elena's repeated warnings about never staying out beyond dusk. Briefly recalling Ananias Kobzari's words of caution... about young strangers.

"We aren't being shy now, are we?" the soft chuckle interrupted Ian's thoughts, "Or, cautious perhaps?"

Once more wondering if there was no secret to be kept from this strange youth... if the lad could indeed read his mind!

But Ian couldn't dwell on such profound scholarly deliberations, indulge in such meaningless musings... for the boy was back to kissing his mouth... nipping his lips, and not too gently this time, the teeth joltingly sharp... awakening all those intense urges anew... wishing they were naked already, flesh against warm flesh... hands roving the bare skin... touching and caressing uncovered organs instead of groping clothed body parts!

But even before he could finish his thought the boy was actually undoing his shirt buttons... divesting him of his jacket and shirt... caressing his smooth torso... tweaking his nipples...

A shudder coursed down Ian's frame as the frigid air licked at his denuded flesh, the smooth skin breaking out in goose-pimples... but he was too far gone by now to care about cold air or public nudity... simply desperate for sex... waiting to being taken, and possessed...

Oh, Ian enjoyed sex... enjoyed it in all its forms, all its combinations and permutations... vanilla to kinky. Had even been in a couple groups, and a few threesomes...

The only thing he didn't much care for was being penetrated... unless, of course, he was absolutely in the mood, and totally into the guy, generally preferring to top instead.

But it was different with this kid... something making him want to submit, offer himself up. Intensely desiring to be mounted, and entered... be fucked by the boy like he was meant to be the kid's own personal little bitch!

Desperate to be penetrated and bred... kissing back hungrily as he gurgled his incoherent desire into the boy's mouth!

"Yes..." he heard the gentle murmur between kisses and pecks, "exactly the way you want it..."

Confused, Ian wondered... his thoughts interrupted as the boy's continued.

"Yes, I'll gently open you up and enter you..." the teen was saying, his lips brushing across Ian's cheek, close to his ear, magically mouthing Ian's exact train of thoughts, articulating his precise desires with an uncanny accuracy, "go deep and fill you like you've never been filled before. Plumb your warm depth like no one has ever delved before..."

Once more making him speculate if the kid was just scarily perceptive... or, eerily telepathic?   Psychic perhaps?

And as Ian whined in mindless arousal, furiosuly groping at the gibbosity between the teen's thighs, literally clawing at the magnificent fabric encased manhood... the boy released his lips and moved lower, kissing his way down to the engorged nipples - right and left - gently nipping the pair as he noisily sucked on them like a hungry pup suckles his mother's teat...

His fingers reaching lower... rapidly undoing Ian's belt and fly... sliding past the waistband to reach inside, touching flesh... the palms adoring as the wrists worked Ian's jeans and boxers past the swell of his firm buttocks... pushing them down along the thighs before letting them drop as Ian wiggled his hips.

Stripped naked, Ian remained slumped against the wall of the crypt in the throes of maddening lust -- head still thrown back, mouth still open, gasping noisily... his engorged dick, now unencumbered, sticking out, standing tall as it throbbed and flexed with unrestrained passion... the tip adorned with a drop of the shiny crystal of leaked passion as it oozed out!

And as the boy's warm fingers wrapped around his flexing shaft, squeezing his phallus... Ian let out a moan... a moan that was an unstated plea, more expressive than a thousand words... his hand now frantic as he pawed at the boy's crotch...

His fevered mind, his lust intoxicated senses, only capable of thoughts about dropping down on his knees and tearing away all that clothing... baring the monstrosity his palm and fingers could so clearly feel pulsing under the denim...unveil the boy's phallus, feast his eyes on it!

Hold it with both hands... squeeze it, stroke it... caress along its entire throbbing length...

Kiss it, and lick it... lift it high and wiggle his tongue down the underside... suck on those large teen balls, drive the boy out of his youthful mind...

Then, finally take him in, give him a blowjob that he'd never forget... fellate him till he was a quivering mass of agonized flesh driven out of his mind... begging for release!

But no, Ian wouldn't let him cum, would deny him the release he sought... pulling him down instead, over himself while lifting his legs high, and spreading them wide... wrapping them around the slim waist and lock his ankles, offering up his ass to the boy -- to be entered and filled, to be delved and spelunked by the youthful bulk.

God, he was like CRAZY HORNY!

"Want to see my cock, yes?" he heard the chuckle in the darkness, as if reading his mind, his every thought, "Want to play with my dick, no?"

Eyes still shut Ian nodded in the darkness... wanting to cry out his need.

"Maybe I'll just put it in, and you can then feel each tiny inch with your insides!" the boy whispered, already turning him around, "Swallow it whole and squeeze it with your muscles all you want!"

Hands and face pressed against the wall, back arched, and ass sticking out, Ian could simply whimper as the youth kept whispering such salacious suggestions between tender nips along the nape of his neck, fingers of both hands running up and down his back, reaching down to fondle the firm buttocks... before grabbing his hips and pulling his ass higher, pressing down with his crotch, the heated bulge settling between his butt cheeks...

It seemed the kid too was as horny as Ian, both desperate for some quick, raw, animal sex!

Well, who was Ian to complain... besides, later, after the sex, as they lay engulfed in that vigour sapping lethargy, wallowed in that nerve tingling lassitude, they could always cuddle and caress, snuggle and kiss... indulge in all the erotic little games in preparation for the next round...

He could then go to work on the boy -- kiss and lick all over, nip and nibble as much as he wanted... play with his cock and toy with his testicles... edge him till the kid was groaning, suck him till he was pleading for release...

Oh yes, they'd have a lot of fun!

Both swaying their pelvis, the boy rubbing his length along Ian's ass cleft, Ian shoving back while letting out small, throaty moans of dire need...

Still humping and grinding, the boy released Ian's waist and clutched his buns... pawing and kneading the firm flesh mounds... nails digging in, sharp as claws, almost raking the taut, smooth skin... one finger slipping in between the cheeks, seeking out the tiny opening, nudging at it, before abruptly withdrawing...

Eyes still closed, enwrapped in a dreamy haze, Ian heard the rustle of fabric... the metallic grate of a zip being undone... listening to the sounds of clothes being discarded... his heart pounding even faster as he realized that the guy was actually stripping... suddenly wanting to look, and see... catch a glimpse of the naked youth, and his tantalizing tool...

Blinking open his eyes Ian looked over his shoulder, downwards, trying to catch a glimpse of what his hand had felt earlier... but it had already gone dark, totally dark under the trees... and though he could perceive the distinct glow of the rising full moon beyond the foliage, it was pitch black where they stood.

Gradually becoming aware of the total hush around them -- the birds had fallen silent with the approach of darkness, but the critters in the undergrowth hadn't taken over yet, weren't raising their usual deafening dissonance... even the breeze was still, wasn't rustling through the leaves! -- like everything, everyone, the whole damned universe, was holding their collective breath for the impending union of the man and boy...

As if waiting for them to carnally engage before they'd breathe again... celebrate the sexual congress with their combined orchestral symphony!

His thumping heart and his heavy breathing, along with the boy's harsh animal pant, was the only sound breaking the monotony of that deafening stillness...

"Aauuuuuwwww!" a long, plaintive wail rend the still dusk air at that exact moment.

The lone wolf almost immediately joined in by other canids -- some far away, a few frightfully closer -- each howl elegiacally doleful, resonating through the woods!

It sent a shudder down Ian's spine, and he sensed the air suddenly turn cold, very cold... unearthly cold. The chill making his skin crawl as every fine little strand on his smooth body bristled.

He also perceived an instantaneous change in the boy...

Leaving his ass the teen grabbed Ian's shoulders with both hands, roughly pushing him to the ground... getting him down on his hands and knees, and quickly mounting him... the warm torso flush over his back, the rampant teen phallus already jabbing between his buttocks in search of his anus... impatient to get in!

No more nuzzling, no whispered sweet nothings, no further banter. No preliminaries, and no foreplay either... not even a wet finger at his eagerly waiting, crazily fluttering hole... simply intent on penetrating.

Notwithstanding his feverish arousal... the lust infused miasma fogging his brain... the frustration of the boy's sudden change in demeanor -- his rapid shift from being playful to just wanting to mate -- Ian still became aware of a few odd things...

The body slumped atop him, the torso pressing down over his back didn't feel like bare skin... seeming instead to be covered in a soft coat of something, comfortingly warm and furry...

And the boy wasn't holding himself, guiding his cock to Ian's anal opening... still gripping Ian's shoulders with both hands instead... the nails painfully sharp as they dug in. The pelvis furiously thrusting away - short, jerky hunches - the drooling cock head jabbing blindly as it sought Ian's anus... poking and prodding randomly between the parted cheeks...

The tip bone-stiff -- unyieldingly rigid, weirdly sharp-edged and prickly -- each blind jab hurtfully sharp, making Ian groan and grunt at the stabbing pain.

Ian couldn't but wonder, thoughts of what he'd once read coming to mind, thoughts of the baculum -- the bone in carnivorous mammalian dick to help maintain stiffness during penetration and coition, thus aiding the male to mate longer, and bettering his chances of fertilizing her eggs!

Well, most primates still retained it, though humans had long lost it in their evolutionary journey... but then, who even cared about such stupid thoughts!

Eager to have the boy deep inside him, Ian reached between his thighs and took hold of the boy's drooling penis... gasping as his fingers encountered the fierce hardness, the unbelievable girth... the heat nearly singeing his palm...

The boy was indeed hung... but what caught Ian's fancy was that unlike any normal penis it seemed to be attached to his lower abdomen... encased in what felt like soft pelage instead of smooth skin... and more like a foreskin rather than the tautly stretched skin of a penis... the engorged shaft, moist and slippery, sliding out of that sheath and jabbing blindly!

Grabbing it Ian guided the boy to his fluttering opening, holding it steady at the entrance as the boy gave a powerful thrust, breaching the portal, entering him!

Ian gasped as he felt the broad tip, bony sharp, stretch his snug sphincter and bore in... the fat shaft rapidly slithering deep... straightening out all the bends and turns as it forced its way further and higher in his churning gut, filling his bowel to full capacity!

Despite the dull throb of the stretched sphincter, notwithstanding the uneasy fullness of the girth stuffed in his belly, it still felt absolutely, marvelously awesome... and Ian held onto the boy's genitals, feeling the hardness slide within that furry sheath, glide through his clutching fingers as the boy kept thrusting, sending more of his length deeper in Ian's ass... holding on till the boy ground his crotch against Ian's parted buttocks!

Ian groaned... feeling the boy's warm pubic arch slam against the back of his hand as the youth finally hilted himself... instantly noting that the boy had no pubes -- no lush, luxuriant growth, not even a manscaped or neatly trimmed bush -- just what seemed like more of that same, soft fluffy down, similar to what covered his package...

Curious, Ian felt around, exploring the crotch and groin area as he tried to make sense... nah, he was right, there was no hair -- neither shaved clean, nor smooth like a prepubescent crotch -- no pubic hair at all!

The scrotum totally bare - a compact, leathery pouch of thinly stretched skin encasing the large testicles!

But then, he couldn't dwell on such trivialities, muse and mull on such insignificant details... for the xenolithic slab of engorged meat -- so impossibly hard, so scaldingly hot -- lodged in his innards, embedded so deep inside his colon, filling his gut so completely, was asphyxiating large. Flexing with such ferocity in the stifling grip of his frantic rectum that for a moment Ian was sure it'd rip the delicate linings to shreds and pop right out of his throat!

God, NOTHING... no cock had ever stretched him this wide, had reached this deep... filled him so completely... the boy-cock making Ian gasp for air noisily, his stomach in turmoil, scrunching and convulsing as he desperately tried to accomodate it... his rectal muscles frantic, squeezing the invader in a bid to eject it instead!

But neither his body, nor his mind had enough time to deliberate or decide, for once fully planted, the teen began the fuck -- short, sharp powerful thrusts... the youthful pelvis pile driving that humongous phallus in and out of Ian's quivering ass hole with such deliberate force, such incredible pace, that it was not just thrillingly unbearable, but also utterly exhilarating...

The gargantuan flesh column rubbing his fluttering inner linings raw, nudging and pressing down on his swollen prostate beyond comfort... ending all scope of any further debate for good as Ian opened up his ass in unreserved welcome!

Ian could feel the power in each thrust... feel the bulk, the steely stiffness, the searing heat of the teen phallus as the boy pillaged his ass...

Each slam sending the engorged teen organ ripping into him... delving deeper than anyone had ever probed before, grazing corners that had never been touched before... and then tugging at his innards each time he pulled back, as if intent on disemboweling him with each withdrawal!

His whole body rocked by the sheer force of the power fuck, lurching and swaying to and fro... repeatedly losing his balance and almost falling flat on his face, before being compelled to finally relinquish his hold on the boy's package and support himself instead...

God, this must indeed be the true meaning of being boned, and Ian joyously offered up his ass, pressing down on the ground with both hands and lifting his knees, slamming back at the boy!

Oh, it was ORAGIOUS, the union tumultuous... obscenely sloppy. Both man and boy, in the fierce grip of maddening lust, laboring away at the altar of Eros with scant regard for all propriety.

Both hips unfaltering as they slammed back and forth, carrying each other higher and higher on the rapturous wings of ecstasy. Both vociferously loud, grossly strident in their orgiastic exaltation!

Ian delirious, groaning with unrestrained passion... his each grunt urging the teen to greater effort, his each moan a fervent plea to be fucked even harder...

The boy making weird, guttural sounds in his throat... the low, throaty rumble punctuated by short, snappy growls as he repeatedly tore into Ian's roiling ass!

Ian suddenly getting an unshakable eerie sense of being watched... opening his eyes and glancing around, instantly noticing the numerous pairs of shining points in the surrounding darkness... each pairs of glowing eyes in the undergrowth observing them, watching them mate!

Becoming aware of the mellow glow illuminating them like a strobe...

The moon had long cleared the mountain and tree tops, had lifted high, the pale orb casting its magical glow over the land below... and shafts of moonbeam were penetrating the thick canopy, shining through the fluttering foliage... bathing the mating pair in its soothing radiance...

But even before Ian could spare a thought... admire the beauty of the scene, a sudden, almost brutal thrust brought his mind back to the fuck...

The boy seemed desirous of shoving the last remaining milimetre of his man-sausage inside Ian's already overstuffed ass... feeling the immense pressure just inside his ass mouth as something large and hot seem to swell, stretching his sphincter even further...

Ian didn't know what it was, but it hurt mighty... the strained muscle ring throbbing in rebellious discontent, his already agitated insides frightfully aggrieved...

He had barely begun to wonder as to what it could be, when with a heavy grunt the boy gave another massive thrust, sending that large, fist-sized bulb tearing past the protesting ass-ring, right inside his rectum!

And as the sphincter snapped shut behind the bulb-like object, trapping the boy's penis inside of him, leaving them locked in infrangible carnal conjugation, the boy's crotch glued tight to Ian's parted ass-crack... a full-throated yowl of shock and pain burst forth as Ian threw back his head and screamed...

The woods around them instantly coming alive as his call of agony was responded to with celebratory howls... those glowing eyes now shining brighter as the woods reverberated with their joyous jubilation!

Ian had been hovering on the edge for quiet a while now, his prostate pulsing with excruciating urgency... but once that large lump of whatever it was that the boy stuffed in his ass pressed down on his swollen gland, literally squashing it flat against the root of his crazily flexing penis, Ian could hold back no longer...

Rearing up Ian unleashed his two months worth of pent up load, ejaculating with a force that left him weeping... shuddering from head to toe as every single muscle in his entire body flexed and twitched, aiding the balls to expel his joy...

The forceful torrent of viscous semen jetting out of the twitching cock tip and splashing the ground under him with thick cords of rich, creamy cum...

Spurt after powerful spurt till he was left drained and exhausted, his testicles practically wrung dry!

And as Ian's ass went into overdrive, squeezing down on the boy's rampant tool within, he felt the boy grind in and hold still... the cock in his ass seeming to swell even further... his bowel suddenly flooded with molten heat...

Pulse after powerful pulse of searing hot fluid gushing out and inundating his innards... the potent fluid flowing through him, spreading out and filling every crevice, every pore... his body seeming to soak up the virile teen seed like a sponge!

Still shuddering from the massive orgasm, engulfed in that exhilarating post-coital lethargy, Ian slumped forward on his elbows, purring happily, feeling the powerful twitch and flex of the boy's egesting cock inside his rectum still shooting boiling hot teen cum...

And as he gurgled his joy he felt those sharp claws clamp down on his shoulders, tightening the grip... the body on top suddenly heavier... more warm and furry... a sudden, loud howl of jubilation, fearfully close to his ears, fill the woods...

But even before Ian could comprehend, or look up, he felt the sharp teeth (or, were those fangs?) bite down...

A burning, searing pain instantly radiating out from the base of his neck, shooting through his entire body...

His happy world abruptly going black as he tumbled forward in a death swoon... passing out!

... to be continued     ♻