Date: Thu, 23 Jul 2020 01:23:37 +0000 From: Kid Werewolf Subject: Playing Werewolves - Part 2 This story features two boys engaging in mutual and consensual sexual activities. If this sort of content is not legal to read in your country, or if you are under the age of 18, please stop reading and leave this site immediately. Although inspired by real events, this is a purely fictional account; in fact some of the details of the story are intentionally anachronistic to protect the identity of the author. None of the characters are real and the events described in the story did not happen in real life. Really wish they had, though. Thanks to those of you who have sent feedback on the story just far, as well as the person who's helped me edit the story and put some of these scenes in better perspective. Please contribute to Nifty's server costs if you can. - A quick recap: from a young age, I became fascinated with watching the transformations of the Hulk, He-Man, and various other characters on TV. As I got older, these transformation scenes started having a sexually arousing effect on me as well, and soon I was jacking off or humping my bed while fantasizing about transforming into a werewolf or the Hulk. I even called my orgasms "transformations" because that's how they felt to me! During a sleepover with my friend Jesse, we rented a movie featuring a very detailed (and very hot!) werewolf transformation, and I got so turned on by it that I ended up cumming in my shorts during the movie, in full view of Jesse. I was scared that this was going to cause me to lose a friend, but then Jesse surprised me by admitting that he got aroused by the movie too! (Or at least from seeing the effect it had on me, but we'll delve deeper into that later.) We ended up watching the transformation scene again, this time using it to fuel another stroking session for both of us! And now, our story continues... PLAYING WEREWOLVES ================== Part 2 The one thing I have to admit about this period of my life is that I was still pretty naïve about sex in general. I wasn't the type of kid who was stealing glances in the locker room to check out the other boys in class. I didn't have a friend showing me his dad's secret stash of dirty magazines. Even though I was playing with myself on a daily basis at this point, I hadn't really considered doing anything with a partner. To me, getting off to clips of transformations was an end to itself. So even though I had just shared this incredibly hot moment with my best friend during our sleepover, it never crossed my mind to take things to the next level that night. Thank God for Jesse, then. In hindsight, I think he was ready to make on move on me whether my incident during the werewolf movie had happened or not. That just basically gave him the green light. Naturally, after masturbating together for the first time, things got a lot more exciting between us. Both of our parents worked full time, so there were plenty of days where we had hours of unsupervised time together - and boy, did we make use of it. The first thing I noticed right away is that Jesse started wearing less clothing around me. When we were hanging out with other kids, he was dressed just like the rest of us, but when the two of us were alone, his shoes and shirt would be suspiciously missing. There was more physical contact between us, too - our feet would touch each other while watching TV on the sofa, or he'd snuggle up next to me while I was playing video games. And of course, at least once a day, the two of us would retreat to the bedroom and give our boners a quick workout. Naturally, my transformation fantasies were beginning to evolve based on the time I was spending with Jesse. It used to be that I would spend my nights simply imagining Bruce Banner or Anthony Romulus or some other character I'd watched on TV going through the routine. I'd even started recording some of these cartoons on tape when they came on so I could rewatch them again and again when nobody was around. But before long, my fantasies were starting to include Jesse. Either he would be watching me transform, or I'd be watching him. And of course, both of us were naked in these little scenes playing in my head. It probably wasn't a coincidence that my private sessions were getting more and more intense, too. I really was starting to enjoy that rise to climax, and tried to tease it out as long as I could, slowing down my thrusts or my strokes until I couldn't stand it, imagining that I was also holding back my inevitable change into a werewolf. I'd shoot so hard from sessions like that it would cover my chest. One day, the two of us were at my house, watching cartoons on TV, and a new show comes on. "Gohan's Metamorphosis", the episode title suggests, and my curiosity is immediately piqued. I'd learned that references to changing, wolves, and the moon in the title of the show were a good indicator that the episode might have a transformation scene in it, and my antenna goes up. "Jesse, do you have a blank tape anywhere?" I ask. "I think so... why?" "Let's tape this episode. I think it might be 'fun.'" I look over at Jesse and grin. Jesse quickly gets the idea, and puts a tape in the VCR to record. Towards the end of the episode, a young boy with a monkey's tail is alone on top of a tall plateau. He wakes up in the middle of the night, notices that he's casting a shadow, and turns around to notice the full moon shining above him. I can feel myself immediately surge to full erection. Moments later, the boy's eyes turn red, his teeth grow into fangs, and he begins to transform into a giant ape. This sends my arousal into overdrive, and my hand dives inside the waistband of my shorts and underwear as the transformation on the screen continues to play. I even let out a muffled, "oh god", as the boy's face changes into a weird combination of ape and wolf with a long, wolf-like muzzle. Not only is this an incredible transformation in its own right, it's the first time I ever saw something like this involving a character that looks like he's close to my age. The next few minutes are a blur as I work furiously towards climax, and when it hits I just about black out. When I came down from the orgasm, I looked over at Jesse, who clearly had a similar reaction, and I could see the evidence of his own powerful climax on his chest. I had talked to Jesse a few days before about what exactly it was about werewolves and transformations that set me off so much. It was hard to explain, so I won't bore you with the details, but something about our conversation must have planted a seed in him, because there's no way he would be that breathless or come so hard if that scene wasn't turning his crank a little bit too. I smiled. "Looks like you're starting to enjoy this stuff too," I joked. Jesse giggled. "Yeah, that was hot." After recovering enough to get off the sofa, he stopped the VCR and popped the tape out, handing it to me. I left for home shortly thereafter, videotape in tow. I didn't have my own TV or VCR like Jesse did, so I'd have to wait until my parents were in bed to rewatch the tape in the living room. I'd wait for them to drift off to sleep, then sneak out to the living room, turning the TV volume all the way down and keeping the lights off. I'd pause the tape at certain moments, like when Gohan's muscles suddenly grew and caused the tank-top he was wearing to bust open, or when the camera turned around to reveal his bare chest, and of course the part where his face took on a savage form as the bridge of his nose began to flatten and his eyes went fully red. It added a sense of danger to my sessions knowing that my mom or dad would come in at any second and discover me whacking my boner to a cartoon, but thankfully it never happened. As I came, I imagined myself as that boy on the screen, reveling in the sensations of this newfound power. A few days later, Jesse came over to my house for once. As soon as he arrived, we didn't waste much time: it was straight into the living room to watch Gohan's transformation again, along with a few of the other clips I'd managed to collect. My favorites were a clip from Animaniacs about a nerdy wolf who turned into a very hunky werewolf when the moon came out, an episode of the Batman cartoon featuring a werewolf transformation (the muzzle growth on that one was just exquisite), an Aladdin episode where Aladdin turns into a shark, and a handful of hulk-outs from the recent Incredible Hulk cartoon. I started the tape, sat next to Jesse on the couch, and we got to work. Jesse again found no reason to keep his shirt on, so that would come off at the start of the proceedings, and once he really started getting into it he'd slide his shorts all the way down to the floor, leaving himself practically naked in my living room. I kept my shirt on, but my own shorts would be pulled down to around my knees, leaving my groin fully exposed. As we stroked ourselves to completion, I felt Jesse scoot in closer to me until I could feel Jesse's hips touching mine. I looked over and found himself totally lost in those unmistakable final moments. It was so spellbinding to see him come that I actually stopped stroking myself and just watched. Jesse's eyes closed in effort, his mouth agape in a silent wail as he reached his breaking point. My gaze turned to the head of his penis just in time to see a small string of jizz shoot out of the tip and land right below his belly button. Jesse recovered a little while later and smiled at me. "Aw man, that felt really good." "Yeah, you were super into it just now," I remarked. Jesse looked over at me and could tell by the fact that I was still fully hard that I hadn't finished yet. "Are you gonna keep going?" Jesse asked. "Yeah, I haven't shot yet," I replied, wrapping my hand around my length again and resuming my activities. It took me a few seconds to find my rhythm again. Jesse looked on with the same type of wonder I watching with him as I worked myself back into the groove again. "Can I... can I help?" Jesse asked softly. I stopped and looked at him, with a sweet, endearing look on his face. This was the point where my naïveté really showed. Up to this point, it never crossed my mind that someone else could "help" me get off. Seemed like something I could take care of on my own pretty well. "Help?" I asked. "How?" "Well first, take off your shirt." I complied, even though I still wasn't sure where this was going. Once it was off and I was practically naked in front of Jesse save for the shorts around my knees, he climbed off the sofa and knelt down next to me. He took the remote and rewound the tape again. We were watching clips of the Incredible Hulk cartoon - another favorite of mine. It's hard to describe how hot it was to watch those muscles grow, the skin turn green, and any clothes the good doctor was wearing to dramatically tear away to reveal the Hulk's body. "You ready?" Jesse asked with excitement as he resumed the tape and I watched Banner's transformation unfold again. Still not even sure what I was agreeing to, I nodded. My focus turned to Bruce Banner on the screen, struggling to keep the beast within him at bay as he squirmed in the clutches of a large mech, his shirt straining as it tried to contain his swelling muscles. Meanwhile, I felt Jesse's hand close around my swollen shaft. My breath hitched for a moment as Jesse began to tug lightly on my penis. Once again, I envisioned myself in the same position as the character I saw on the TV. Feeling the pressure build. Fighting to stay in control. I'd begun leaking precum, which helped Jesse's hand slide more smoothly up and down my length. I whimpered. Then I felt another hand on my body - lower, cupping my testicles and lightly fondling them. I took in a sharp breath through grit teeth. "Oh God... Jesse..." My hips began to thrust on their own, a reaction that made Jesse slow his stroking and use deeper, stronger squeezes. "Jesse... don't stop..." As the back of Banner's shirt began to split open and reveal green muscle, grunting and moaning with a deepening voice, I felt a load of cum work its way to the root of my cock. Jesse kept stroking, my balls drew tight and I could feel the urge to shoot growing and my willpower slipping away. "Ungh... Jesse... I'm gonna shoot...!" I couldn't hold it back any more. With loud vocalization that sounded like a cross between a gasp and a snarl, my tortured member let loose with a huge volley of semen, splattering all over my chest and stomach. A second shot spilled out a moment later, making my whole body quake with pleasure. The thunderclap of orgasm gave way to an orgasmic haze, and I tried to find my breath again. As the Hulk laid waste to his enemies in the background, I looked down and saw Jesse smiling, my dripping cock still in his hand. "Did you like that?" Still gasping for air, I nodded. "Yeah! That was incredible." Jesse looked into my eyes, holding the gaze for a long moment. "Good. I really like doing this stuff with you." I cracked a weak smile. "Me too." It was clear to both of us that we were more than just friends at this point. I could sense an attraction between both of us that wasn't there a few weeks ago. And the next time I slept over at Jesse's house, things would never be the same.