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This story is about a young man who discovers himself and love as well as a few supernatural surprises along the way. There is death, love, hate, friendship, and bigotry.
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Chapter 15:
Once inside the bedroom door I began kissing him and then pulled away smirking at the sound of Williams footsteps going up the stairs, I whispered as low as I could so that he could barely hear me and William definitely wouldn't, "ya know, William definitely won't be putting in any ear plugs, how much ya wanna bet he'll be listening in and getting himself off at least once to listening to us?"
John laughed lightly, "lemme guess, you wanna give him a show?"
"Not necessarily, but just not turn down the volume, think of it as community service and practicing acting like we're in a porno where they exaggerate everything, though, honestly, with you, I never need to exaggerate, all the moans and groans are fully caused." I dove back in for a sloppy wet kiss and began removing his clothes as he removed mine.
He pulled away and pushed me onto my back on the bed with a big grin on his face. "So, is that a clever way of asking for a foreplay night?"
My throat caught as I looked into his eyes which were filled with lust and mischievousness. "Oh god yes John. Please?"
"I'll do my best babe, but I'm so fucking horny, it may not be as much as I'd like before I can't resist taking you."
"You could take me now without any foreplay and I'd be hotter than a skillet for you."
He dove on top of me and began his ministrations. Covering my entire face and neck in light butterfly kisses before engulfing my mouth and sucking my tongue out of my mouth and then plunging his into my mouth. I loved when he took control like this, my body responded like a finely tuned piano to a world class pianist. His fingers worked wonders pinching, rubbing and massaging other parts of my body while his mouth and tongue worked their magic on my cock. I couldn't keep my hands still. They alternated between clutching the bed sheets and touching as much of his beautiful body as possible. When his mouth had made its way and began nibbling on one of my nipples while the other hand was rubbing and lightly pinching the other, I couldn't prevent my moan from escaping completely unchecked.
That was definitely heard by William if he was listening. By now the house was silent and despite John's actions I was able to discern the sound of someone coming down the stairs and feet walking very lightly towards our bedroom door and stopping. I figured William must have gotten tired of listening from afar and decided to get a little closer. I didn't mind and John's face lifting and looking at me and then the door and back at me with a wide grin indicated that he had heard it too and came to the same conclusion, all of this happened in the span of a few seconds, and John was about to go back to what he was doing when I pulled his head up and whispered breathily into his ear, "should we invite him in to watch, no participating, might as well if he's that close anyway, no?"
He looked into my eyes then bent over and returned the breathless whisper, "you sure?"
"I don't mind at all, looking but not touching, well, no touching us, he can touch himself all he wants."
He nodded and then grinned and went back to my nipples, eliciting a surprised moan from me at the end of which I said out loud, "Instead of sitting outside the door masturbating William, why don't you come in and watch?" We heard a surprised gasp and a light thud where he probably hit his head snapping it up in surprise. John and I laughed, John followed up, "William, get your naked ass in here, we said you can watch, no touching though." A few seconds later the door tentatively pulled open and he stuck his head in.
"R-Really?" He whispered meekly, quite a scene to see and hear from someone as big and muscled as William.
We smiled big, "yup, there's over half a bed free that we won't be using, lay back and enjoy the show, just no touching." I patted the bed to the side of us and he was scrambling over before John could lean back in to nibble on my nipple again. I looked over and smiled at him as he looked us over toes to heads and gave an embarrassed smile as he noticed me looking, John chose this moment to do a bit more than nibble causing my eyes to roll up and my head to throw back some, eliciting a groan not only from me but William too. John's muffled chuckle added vibrations to his playing with my nipple which felt even more amazing, my cock was standing rock hard and leaking heavily.
While John made his way further down my chest and stomach, I chanced a glance over to look at Williams' body. It was perfectly proportioned, just like John's. His chest and stomach were straight out of a model magazine and that cock, wow that cock. It was easily as big as John's but even thicker from the looks of it and it leaked as much as mine, clean shaven and being stroked by only the lightest touch from William, he was trying to make himself last as long as possible. John's mouth found my cock and began lathering the entire thing up and alternating taking me to the hilt with a couple strokes and sucking my balls. While his other hand by this point was fingering me.
I had decided to give William the best show we could, so I pulled up my leg closest to him as far to the side as possible to give him the best view and John as much access as he needed. I couldn't do a true split, but I got damn close. William scooted himself down on the bed a little more so that he had direct line of sight to my ass and balls, where the main event was about to be in a minute because I could feel my orgasm building up. I could never last more than 5 minutes with John doing this to me. Sure enough, I was loudly groaning out my first orgasm not long after that thought occurred to me. John eagerly swallowed every drop before making his return kiss-trip up my stomach and torso to my mouth where I was ready with the lube and reached down to lube up my hole and his cock which was hot with his readiness.
I pulled it closer to my hole and heard a small intake of breath from William, I could feel John's lips turn up into an almost grin while we were kissing, he pushed himself in almost excruciatingly slowly to give William the best show possible. I could feel his hips angled in the opposite direction of mine so as to again give William the best show possible, which resulted in his cock being in at a slight angle and thus pushing and stretching me in new ways which felt great. Our mouths never separated and his hand that was not supporting himself and holding my leg up next to my ear was resting on my chest, providing a little extra support while also lightly playing with my nipple. The way he was moving, I didn't even have to touch myself, I knew I was going to be shooting my second orgasm by time he was done without having to even touch myself. I wasn't sure how he was doing it but William had made it this far stroking himself without cumming, John and I were getting close.
As John increased his speed, I increased my muscle work to milk John, and Williams' hand began working faster. John threw his head back and got a wild look in his eyes as he abandoned his control and began plowing into me, resulting in a slapping sound from our hips joining and his balls hitting my ass, combined with the occasional slide against my prostate. It took only a minute or two of this for me to feel my second orgasm begin to build up in my toes and work its way up my legs. Reaching my spine and then racing up to my brain, I shot my second load into John's chest and was quickly followed by John's cum filling up my chute and the sounds of William panting. A quick glance showed globs of his cum on his chest and stomach and him panting as if he'd just been the one drilling into me.
John collapsed on top of me with his cock still embedded in me as usual, it was just then that I noticed that John had bit into my shoulder which had triggered my orgasm, and re-establishing his claim over me. He was now licking the punctures helping them close even quicker. Several minutes passed before John got up and made his way to the bathroom, returning with a cloth to wipe me and himself off then reaching over and wiping off Williams' chest and stomach earning a yelp from him since he didn't expect it. We all laughed at his yelp.
"So William, enjoy the show?" I inquired.
"Oh my god yes. You guys are so hot. Thank you for letting me watch. I really need to find me a man. Maybe we can do this again though once in a while, until I do?" He looked at us with apprehension.
John chuckled, "we'll see buddy, maybe once in a while. Now though, it's time for you to get back to your own bed." William appeared to be happy enough with this response, and got up without saying anything and left quietly as John and I settled into our spooning position that we slept in every night. After we heard William's bedroom door close, John whispered into my ear, "thank you for doing that for him. It was very nice of you. I know you've said it, but I'm glad that it isn't just something you say but mean, that you are fine with my and Williams' past together, I couldn't have asked for a better man to be my mate."
His words made my heart thump loudly and my body melt into his even more, "John, I love you, I'm glad we could do that for him. He always looks so lonely, I hope he can find someone soon. He's such a good man, he deserves to be happy. Plus, knowing he was watching and was so turned on by it just made it all the more exciting, albeit in a slightly different way from when it's just us and all our focus is on each other. I don't mind what we did, but it isn't something I'd want to do all the time. I want you to myself most of the time."
"Definitely, I agree. It was fun and exciting, but I like our alone times more." With that settled, we both drifted off into a deep sleep.
Five AM Monday morning arrived way too quickly and with a nagging sense of foreboding. It was my first day of working on the farm, I was due in at noon so I woke with John and William to make them some breakfast while they showered to get ready and go to work. Since my job was a desk job, I resolved that I would devote a little time each day to working out to help keep me in shape, even though simply being a werewolf did much of this for me due to the super high metabolism, that only kept my weight down, to keep my body toned, I'd have to do some exercise.
At 11, I decided that I'd walk to work, since John and William already had a truck there and I would be finishing at the same time as them, I'd just catch a ride back with them. The walk wasn't far, the farm was only 3 miles walking distance if I followed the roads. It was a beautiful day and I was enjoying the sounds and smells of nature and the distant sounds of the cattle and machinery of the farm in the fields. Mr. Davies' farm being a combination cattle, hay and potato farm. I was almost to the farm driveway, only a hundred feet or so to go, when I heard a truck coming up the road from behind me, it was a small town and we walked the roads all the time, so I wasn't paying much attention to the truck, I was wearing a red shirt so I was very visible against the green of my surroundings, I stepped a little further off to the side just to be cautious but didn't look back at the truck. Soon I became conscious that it was speeding up as it got closer, I turned to look at it just in time to see it barreling at me and giving me only a couple seconds to attempt to leap out of the way. The truck was faster than my jump and it managed to catch one of my legs which I could feel break upon impact, and resulting in me spinning out of control in the air. I heard the brakes screeching as my head hit the ground and knocked me almost unconscious. I was extremely disoriented but could hear several voices getting close to me, I could hear one distinctly saying, "gag him and tie him up, throw him in the bed of the truck and lets get out of here, we didn't get to him in time, someone was bound to hear the brakes and they'll come looking." The next thing I knew the orders were being carried out and I was being thrown unceremoniously into the bed of a truck where I hit my head once again and this time was knocked out.
When I finally came to consciousness again it was nighttime and I was tied to the ground with what must have been silver shackles since I could muster no strength to break them. I took in a deep sniff and relaxed my mind to process all the sounds and smells around me to try and figure out where I was and if anyone was nearby. My nose and ears told me there were people just barely within range of my senses, they wouldn't be able to hear me yell out even if I could, which I couldn't due to duct tape covering my mouth. I was outside exposed to the weather, but within a natural bowl in the ground, the edges of which were about 15 feet up and was about the size at the bottom of a normal sized bedroom. It was lightly raining, thankfully it was only September so it wasn't cold yet. It wasn't quite a pleasant summer rain, but it wasn't freezing, especially since I was naked and had nothing to provide any warmth at all. I panicked and frantically tried mustering up strength and ideas for escape for several hours before I decided to give up and find a semi-comfortable position to sleep in so that my body could repair itself and I could try again in the morning. I fell asleep in the rain adding my tears to the wetness, hoping beyond hope that John and others had heard it happen and were out looking for me.
I didn't wake up with the morning, instead I woke up to several steady streams of water hitting my back since I was sleeping with my face toward the ground to prevent the rain from drowning me while I slept, the stringent stench of piss assaulted my nose, I was being pissed on. Once it stopped I chanced looking up to find John's father and another man I didn't recognize standing over me, dicks in hand, shaking them as they finished pissing on me. John's father spoke up, "bet you liked that didnya faggot. All yous queers like disgus'ing stuff like that dontcha? Prob'ly like bein' shit on too huh?" Then gave me a swift kick in the stomach, promptly followed by the other man mirroring the move.
I didn't gain any comfort from knowing who it was, in fact, if anything I was more scared knowing who it was. I only knew John's father from reputation and that was not a good reputation, on top of that he was obviously drunk. In his youth he had beaten several men almost to death who were gay, he always had a partner, back then it was my father, and was always drunk. Now it was 20 years later and he had the added (in his opinion) fuel of John choosing me over him and taking Celena with him onto whatever hatred had been in him naturally.
"Yer faggot ass stole my son and daughter from me. I dunno wha's so speshul bout yer ass, it don't look no better than any womans ass I seen, mus' be some kind of drug yer usin'." His slurred speech was hardly discernible. "You ain' leavin' here till I say so and I won' be sayin' so till yer dead ya worthless piece of shit cocksucker. I'll be back this af'ernoon to continue givin ya yer lessons, can let ya die from hunger while I teach ya lessons that way it be nice n slow `n painful." Another sharp kick in the stomach, followed by his friends' boot in my back before they left and I was left to cry to myself praying to be found.