“Forever shall the wolf in me desire the sheep in you” ~ from the song “Beauty and the Beast” by Nightwish
“Are you sure you want to spend your last summer before college out in the middle of nowhere?”
Jamie sighed into the phone.
“Yes, mom. I’m sure. I need to relax.”
“You call that relaxing? I’d be bored out of my skull.”
“Yeah, well… It works for me.”
She was silent for a few seconds.
“You know Craig…” Jamie groaned. “…is really worried about you. He misses you.”
“Yeah? Well, I don’t miss him one bit.”
“Sweetie, this whole thing between the two of you is just a misunderstanding. I know you can work it out, if you’d just give him a chance… Let him come visit you.”
Jamie got a sinking feeling in his stomach.
“You didn’t tell him where I was, did you?”
“Mom…! You promised you wouldn’t tell him…”
“Well, you should have seen him! He was a mess, poor thing! I think you’re being really cruel, Jamie! He’s such a sweet boy.”
“You date him, then!” Jamie shouted and ended the call.
Tiredly rubbing his forehead, Jamie collapsed onto the couch. A few minutes on the phone with his mother and his head felt like it was going to split open.
Alicia poked her head out of the kitchen doorway.
“I’m making coffee. Want some?”
“Yeah, thanks,” Jamie sighed.
Alicia was the best friend of Jamie’s father, Alan. They had been close since they were children, but when Alan married Jamie’s mom, Sharon, they drifted apart. Sharon was jealous of Alicia and suspected Alan of having a thing with her, no matter how much he insisted that they were nothing more than friends. When Alan died in a car crash, Alicia decided to come to Jamie and offer her support. Sharon was less than pleased, but her kindness was just what Jamie needed then. He and his mother had never been on the same page. She found comfort in her friends, Jamie in Alicia. And, as time passed, Jamie and Alicia became very close. He began to think of her as a favorite aunt, someone he could tell anything. That’s why, after having escaped a bad relationship (which also happened to be his first), he packed a bag and came to her house in the sticks to spend the summer there with her and her younger brother, David.
David… Jamie had never met him before coming here, but Alicia had spoken of him often. And when Jamie finally got to see him, he had been utterly speechless. Simply put, David was nothing less than magnificent. Seven years older than Jamie, he was tall and strong, with long black hair tied up in the back of the neck, a few strands shorter in the front framing his face perfectly. And his eyes… they were an unbelievably piercing silvery blue, and when directed at you, they took your breath away. Jamie was his exact opposite: small and slender, very light blonde hair and large, dark green eyes that made him a look a little younger than he actually was. Jamie had often received compliments for his boyish looks, but to him there was no question that David’s powerful, dark appearance was so much more impressive.
Jamie went into the kitchen following the delicious smell of fresh coffee, and happily accepted a mug from Alicia. David was sitting at the kitchen table, and Jamie glanced at him, discreetly admiring the view. The morning sun was falling on his face, making his black hair shine, and delectably hugging his body was a black T-shirt with the famous Mr. Blonde quote from “Reservoir Dogs” printed on it. He looked up when Jamie entered the kitchen, but had quickly turned his attention back to the newspaper spread out before him on the table. Jamie sat down next to him in silence. He had tried to get to know David, but hadn’t made much progress. David was never unfriendly, but he was very serious and closed off.
Alicia joined them.
“So how was Sharon?” she asked, sipping her coffee. Jamie grunted in response, and she smiled understandingly. Alicia glanced at the clock. Any minute now… Just then her cell phone rang, as she had expected. She left the kitchen to answer it. She spoke to her friend for a few minutes in a hushed voice, then hung up. Setting her facial expression as one of held-back sadness and disappointment, she returned to the kitchen.
“Everything OK?” Jamie asked. Alicia cleared her throat.
“Yes… Uhm… A friend of mine dumped her boyfriend, but they had cruise tickets for tomorrow… she’s going anyway, and she asked me to come with her.”
“Wow. Sounds like fun.”
“Yeah, but… I’m not going,” Alicia said playing with a loose thread in the sleeve of her shirt, making sure to pout ever so slightly. “I’d rather stay here.”
There was a few moments of silence, and then David said quietly, not looking up from the newspaper:
“You should go.”
Alicia looked at him intently, concealing her triumph, then turned to Jamie, smiling.
“I’m sorry, Jamie, but could you excuse us for a minute?”
Jamie left the kitchen. After having been to the bathroom and taken care of a few things in his room, he returned. Alicia beamed at him.
“I think I’ll go on the cruise anyway, Jamie. If that’s okay with you? David will still be here to keep you company.”
“Yeah, don’t worry about me. I’ll be fine. You just have a great time.”
“Thank you, kiddo. Well, I guess I’ll call Jenny, then I’d better start packing.”
Alone in her room, Alicia raised her arms in a victory-gesture. David had taken the bait hook, line and sinker. She felt a tad sorry for laying a guilt-trip on him, but she believed it was for his own good. She also wasn’t used to playing the match maker, but she just couldn’t sit idly by while her brother went through his life alone. Especially not when such a golden opportunity was right under his nose.
David had been seemingly indifferent to Jamie when she introduced them to each other, but Alicia wasn’t fooled. She had long ago learnt to see past his stony face, and she knew Jamie had made a deep impression. And it was clear that Jamie really liked her brother, and if there was one person on this world who could be understanding about David’s… situation, she was sure it was Jamie. She hadn’t brought Jamie here to set him up with David, but now she simply couldn’t help herself. She only hoped that giving them two weeks alone together while she stayed at her friend’s house would be enough.
“Let’s hope this works,” she said to herself and crossed her fingers.
The following morning, Alicia said goodbye to Jamie and David and left with her friend. The two young men spent most of the day in silence. It was starting to make Jamie uneasy, especially when he noticed that David sometimes watched him with that icy stare of his. Jamie could never guess what David was thinking about him, if he was thinking about him at all, and it made Jamie nervous. Still, Jamie made up his mind: if he and David were to spend two weeks in each other’s company, David needed to be defrosted a bit. So in the evening, he cautiously tapped on David’s door and entered when he heard a: “Yeah?”. David was stretched out on his bed, a book in his hand.
“Hey,” Jamie said, fighting down the urge to throw himself at him. “Uhm, I was thinking about watching a couple of movies. Wanna join me?”
For a second David just looked at Jamie blankly, then he smiled. It was the first time Jamie had seen a genuine smile on his face, and suddenly he felt warm and tingly all over.
“Yeah, sure,” David said, putting his book away.
Alicia was a real movie-lover, and had a good collection: somewhere between two- and three hundred DVDs. Jamie spotted “Dances with Wolves”, a favorite of his, and pulled it from the shelf.
“How about this?” Jamie said, holding it up. As soon as David glanced at the cover, he stiffened and looked hard at Jamie.
“Or… we take something else… if you don’t like this one,” Jamie said, suddenly feeling very uneasy.
“No, it’s a great movie…” David said, his expression softening. “I was just in the mood for something with a faster pace.”
After a few more minutes of choosing, they went the “Lethal Weapon” way, but Jamie paid more attention to David than the screen. It was so wonderful to see him relaxed and smiling; he seemed like a completely different person. As darkly sexy and exciting as he was when he had his stony expression, he was even more beautiful when he laughed; his whole face seemed to be glowing, and it made Jamie’s heart flutter.
When they’d finished the movie they made popcorn and watched all three sequels, and when they were done with them they got started on “Army of Darkness”. It had been a long time since Jamie had so much fun, since he’d been so at ease, since he’d been so… happy. With a smile of satisfaction, he dozed off.
Jamie awoke. David was leaning over him, stroking his cheek. His silver blue eyes were looking at him with such intensity that he gasped. “Oh… Please… kiss me,” he thought. But David didn’t. He just gave a vague smile and said:
“It’s late, Jamie. Go to bed.”
Jamie stared disappointedly as he walked away, up the stairs.
Alone in his room, David leaned heavily on the door.
“Oh, God,” he muttered and put his hand on his groin. Hard as a rock. Jamie had been so incredibly beautiful just now, asleep on the couch. He had wanted to take things further so bad… but he couldn’t.
“Have you forgotten?” his inner voice said. “You can’t let your guard down. These are dangerous feelings. You can’t give in to them. It wouldn’t do either of you any good. If he found out… he would be disgusted. He would fear you, hate you. And then you would be even more miserable then you were before.”
David sighed deeply. Opening his jeans he reached inside his underwear and put his hand around his throbbing cock.
“I’ll allow myself just one fantasy… Then I won’t let my guard down again.”
As he started moving his hand, he imagined himself stripping down Jamie’s petite body, worshiping it with lips and tongue, hands and fingers. Jerking himself faster, he imagined Jamie in his lap riding his cock, gasping and moaning in his ear as David whispered all the things he wanted to say, but never could. Moving his hand so fast it was almost a blur he came, groaning Jamie’s name. He slumped down onto the floor and looked at his sticky hand. With another deep sigh, he whispered Jamie’s name once more in the darkness.
Suddenly, he felt the pull. Pain spread through his body like wildfire as he began to change. With great effort, he fought it down and collapsed in a heap on the floor. The pull had never been this strong before. It was always stronger in the summer, but he would always be in control until “the night”. This was something different. It had to be because of the feelings for Jamie. They were weakening him, taking away his control. Oh well, he would just have to make sure to endure tomorrow night as well. The night after that was “the night”, and he would leave the house and go into the woods. After that the pull would be weak until next time. Then, if he just distanced himself from Jamie until Jamie left, everything would be okay.
“I can do that…” David thought. “…I think.
The next morning, much to Jamie’s disappointment, David was acting quiet and withdrawn as always, as if last night never happened. As they ate their breakfast in silence; Jamie tried to start a conversation but David just gave a short reply and stared out the window. The second he was finished with his breakfast he went up to his room. Jamie found himself getting a little pissed off. What was David’s problem, anyway?
Sighing, Jamie got up to pour himself another cup of coffee, just as the doorbell rang. David’s voice drifted down to me from upstairs:
“Jamie? Could you get that?”
Jamie hurried to the door. When he opened it and saw who it was, he immediately tried to slam the door shut, but a foot blocked it, then a hand grabbed the door and yanked it open.
“Hey, babe,” Craig said, with a crooked grin. “I’ve missed you.”
“Get the hell out of here.”
“You shouldn’t talk to me like that. After all, I am your boyfriend.”
“I broke up with you. You’re not my boyfriend.” Jamie began to back away. “It’s over. I wish I never met you.”
Craig’s face darkened and he grabbed Jamie’s arm with a bruising grip.
“It’s not over ’til I say so.”
Forcing himself to look Craig in the eye, Jamie hissed through clenched teeth:
Tightening his grip on my arm so that Jamie couldn’t help but whimper in pain, Craig pushed Jaime up against the wall.
“I’ve got a better idea,” he whispered in his ear, pressing his body against Jamie’s so he could feel the hard bulge at his groin. Struggling, Jamie turned his head away in disgust. Suddenly, the painful grip on his arm was gone. He looked up; David had grabbed Craig and was dragging him towards the door. Craig twisted free, and glared from David to Jamie.
“You don’t waste any time, do you? Whore.”
David’s fist shot out and collided with Craig’s face. With a big shove, Craig was fell out the door and landed on his ass. His voice icy, David said:
“Stay the fuck away from Jamie.”
He slammed the door shut and turned to Jamie.
“Are you okay?”
Jamie nodded. David looked at him searchingly.
“No, you’re not.”
Before Jamie knew what was happening, David had taken him in his arms, holding him close and stroking his hair. Jamie leaned his head against his chest, feeling himself relax in the comforting warmth of his body. Craig had freaked him out more than he cared to admit. Still holding an arm around Jamie’s shoulders, David walked him to the living room and they sat down on the couch.
“I take it that was your ex.”
“Yeah.” Jamie nodded. “Craig.”
“Craig’s an asshole.”
“Definitely,” Jamie laughed. David smiled.
“How did you end up with a guy like that?”
Jamie looked away.
“It’s stupid, really. You know my mother and I don’t get along, right?”
“Yeah, Alicia told me.”
“Right. She’s practically always ignored me… unless she there was something in it for her. When I came out she didn’t waste a second in making herself look like mother of the year by bragging to her friends of how very supportive she was of her gay son. And then, when she found out that a business associate of hers had a gay son my age she persuaded me to go on a blind date with him. That’s how we met. I thought he was okay, at first. Thoughtless, but okay. Plus, I thought he was cute, so I thought if I gave him a chance I might grow to like him. But… he started getting really controlling. He always wanted to know where I was, who I was with and what I was doing. At times he would snap and call me all kinds of names. He would apologize later; he said it was difficult for him to trust people because he’d been hurt before… I felt sorry for him, so I was stupid enough to forgive him, over and over, until… I got fed up and ended it.”
Jamie looked up at David, and saw that he was softly smiling. He took Jamie’s hand. Slowly, he leaned over and pressed his lips against his cheek.
“You should stay away from guys like that. You deserve better.”
He stood and left the room. Jamie stayed there, unable to move, his skin burning in the places David had touched.
In the afternoon Jamie felt like getting out of the house to clear his head, so he borrowed Alicia’s bike and went to the supermarket in town. He decided to cook a nice dinner for David as a small ‘thank you’ for helping out with Craig. He bought stuff for a pasta dish he was good at. While strolling along the shelves, he thought about David. There was no denying it: he was definitely falling for him. He was sure of it. But what about David? Did he feel anything for Jamie? Sometimes it seemed like it to Jamie… but then he would get back to being aloof and stone-faced. Always Mr. Mysterious. Jamie decided that if he wanted to know what David felt for him, he would have to find out for himself. He made up his mind on trying to make a move that night.
So far so good. Dinner had worked out great: David enjoyed Jamie’s cooking and had seconds. Jamie had wanted to eat outside as the moon would be almost full, but it was starting to rain so they stayed indoors, but it was still fun. David was rather quiet, but not closed off. It seemed more to Jamie like David was quiet because he was peaceful.
After dinner they grabbed a few beers and settled down in the living room, listening to music and talking. Jamie was getting a little nervous: if he was going to give it a shot he would have to do it soon. He went to the bathroom to calm down and splash his face. When he returned to the living room it was dark and quiet, except for the rain pattering against the windows. Disappointedly, he at first thought that David had left, but as he went further into the room he saw the light of a single candle. David was just sitting down on the rug on the floor, and he had been to his room and gotten his guitar. When he noticed Jamie, he smiled.
Jamie sat down next to him on the rug, suddenly a lot more relaxed.
“Can you do Ramones?”
David’s smile widened; his fingers started moving over the strings, and “I Want You Around” filled the air. He even sang, and his voice, clean and soft felt like it was caressing Jamie inside and out. When he was done with the song, he got started on “Withered” by Atomship, after that “Try Me” by James Brown. As the last note silenced, Jamie couldn’t contain himself any longer. He scooted closer to David and placed a hand on his cheek. Gently turning his face so that his eyes met Jamie’s, Jamie leaned forward and kissed him. Jamie closed his eyes, feeling his body turn warm and weightless. David began kissing Jaime back, wrapping his arms around him.
David started taking control of the kiss, and Jamie willingly gave in to him. As his tongue entered Jamie’s mouth the movements of their lips were growing faster, more urgent. Their tongues danced together, and Jamie straddled his lap, pressing his body into David’s, unable to keep himself from moaning low in his throat as he felt him harden. With a swift move David rolled them down onto the floor. His lips moved over Jamie’s neck, kissing his way up to the ear. Jamie’s hands traveled up under David’s t-shirt, running them over his back. The skin was soft and smooth, except for four long, parallel scars. Jamie traced them with his fingertips, then moved his hands downward, slipping them inside David’s jeans. Grabbing his ass, Jamie pulled David hard against him, making his erection rub into his own. David crushed his mouth into Jamie’s, his kiss deep and fierce, making Jamie whimper as he snaked their tongues together. Removing Jamie’s hands from his butt, David took hold of Jamie’s wrists; raising his arms over his head, he pinned them down on the floor.
That’s when it happened. A hated memory instantly rushed to the surface; Jaime’s lust turned to fear and he began to shake, panic taking hold.
“Stop it! Let me go! Stop!”
David let go and sat up, his startled eyes looking down at the shaking Jamie. Slowly, Jamie sat up. He could feel tears fill his eyes and he looked away in shame. He felt awful and pathetic, letting David see him like this.
“Jamie… I’m sorry. I didn’t mean…”
“Don’t apologize,” Jamie said, still unable to look David in the face. “You did nothing wrong.”
After a moment’s silence, Jamie felt David take his hand.
“I didn’t, but someone else did, right?”
Tears spilled over Jamie’s cheeks, and he wiped them away with his hand.
Jamie nodded. David put his hand on his cheek and made Jamie look him in the eye.
“What did he do to you?”
Jamie took a deep breath. He didn’t want to talk about it, but David deserved to know. And maybe, no matter how much it hurt, deep down he really needed to talk about it.
“In the beginning, when I started dating Craig and I still liked him, we did… some stuff, but we never went all the way. He wanted to, but… I was a virgin and I wasn’t ready. And then, when I started seeing him for what he really was, I wasn’t even comfortable kissing him. So I kept saying no when he tried to talk me into sleeping with him. Then, one night we’d been to a party at one of his friend’s house. Craig was a little pissed, because I’d been talking to a guy at the party, and he was convinced I’d been flirting. We came back to my place, and he started kissing me. I was tired, so I told him to go home, but he didn’t listen. He just kept pulling at my clothes and saying how much he wanted me. I said no, but… he just wouldn’t take no for an answer.”
David’s eyes were dark and his hands were clenched into fists.
“I tried to fight back, but I couldn’t stop him.”
“Didn’t you tell anyone? Didn’t you go to the cops?”
“I told my mom.” Jamie looked down at the floor. “She didn’t believe me.”
“She said that a sweet boy like Craig would never do such a thing. Even when I showed her the bruises she refused to believe me, saying it was probably an accident. After that, how could I go to the police, when even my own mother wouldn’t believe me?”
David pulled Jamie to him, holding him tight against his chest, stroking his hair soothingly. Just last night, David had decided to be closed off towards Jamie. But when Craig had showed up, his resolve had gone right out the window. Jamie had needed a friend, and then he had been so cute, making dinner and everything, that David gave up even trying to ignore his feelings. He had fallen for Jamie. Now there was no going back.
“It was because of Craig and my mother that I came here,” Jamie said. “I wanted to be free of my mom for the summer, and I wanted to be somewhere Craig wouldn’t find me. I should have known she’d tell him, even though she promised.” Jamie rubbed his eyes. “I guess I had myself to blame, for staying with him for so long when I knew that he was bad news.”
Grabbing Jamie’s shoulders, David looked at him hard.
“Don’t go there. It’s his fault, not yours, and don’t ever think that it is. Understand?”
Jamie nodded, smiling weakly.
“I didn’t mean to be so pathetic. I’m sorry.”
“You’re not pathetic. If you’re going to apologize for something, apologize for what you’ve done to me.”
David took Jamie’s hand and placed it on his chest; Jamie could feel his heart, beating so hard and so fast. David closed his eyes and sighed.
“You’ve turned everything upside down. I should have gone away the day you arrived. But I didn’t, and now it’s too late.”
David looked at Jamie with eyes that were almost pleading.
“Falling in love was the one thing I feared. Now you’re here and there’s just no way for me to resist you, is there? I keep trying, but it’s useless. I give up. I’m yours now.”
Jamie threw his arms around him, holding on tight, never wanting to let go. It felt like he’d found a missing part of himself. David…
Before Jamie could finish his sentence, David rose, picking him up in his arms, and carried him up the stairs to his bedroom. Jamie was debating on whether or not to should protest against being carried like a maiden when he felt David’s breath against his ear, as he whispered:
“Just remember that I warned you. You really should learn to stay away from bad guys, Jamie.”
“You’re not bad.”
He gave a light chuckle.
“If you say so.”
They reached David’s room. He let Jamie down and pulled him into a hard kiss. For just a split second, Jamie was surprised by the suddenness of the kiss, but then he couldn’t think anymore, just feel: David’s lips, his tongue, his hands. Pulling off Jamie’s t-shirt David moved his fingers over his chest; he teased the nipples, then slowly moved down to Jamie’s erection and rubbed it through his jeans. Jamie closed his eyes and sighed with a shiver. David’s hands were pure magic.
David relieved Jamie of the rest of his clothes, then after laying him down on the bed began to remove his own. Mesmerized, Jamie stared as more and more of the amazing body was revealed. When David finally was naked, Jamie was absolutely stunned; he’d never seen a more glorious sight in his life. David was naturally fit and muscled, but not overly so, and the raven hair made a beautiful contrast against his pale skin. His member was fully hard, and Jamie blushed when he noted its impressive size. The rain on the window created an effect of thin, slithering shadows on his body. Jamie started feeling self-conscious while comparing himself to David’s perfection, and could barely look him in the eye as he laid down next to him on the bed. David reached out and touched Jamie’s chest with a feather-light caress.
“You’re so beautiful, Jamie,” he said with a husky whisper. “You take my breath away… every day.”
Jamie looked into his eyes and knew without a doubt that David was telling the truth. He could feel a lump forming in his throat.
“I wish… you had been my first,” he said, a tear threatening to trickle from the corner of his eye. David kissed it away, and whispered in his ear:
“I will be your first.”
“That prick didn’t make love to you, he forced you.” David kissed Jamie’s earlobe. “I will be your first lover.
Jamie grabbed David’s head and kissed him, hard. As he desperately pressed his mouth against David’s, he silently swore to himself that he would do anything to make David his only lover… ever.
David began kissing down Jamie’s throat; as he licked the skin between the neck and the collarbone, Jamie gasped and squirmed. David relished Jamie’s responses. Moving further down, he reached a small, pink nipple; licking his lips, he extended his tongue and flicked it.
David looked down at Jamie; his eyes were half-closed, his cheeks were red and his lovely blonde hair was disarrayed.
“So beautiful,” David thought.
“Please… do that again,” Jamie panted.
He flicked the nipple again.
“You like this?”
David grinned, enjoying his lover’s sensitivity.
“Then let’s see how you like… this.”
He wrapped his lips around the hardening nipple, caressing it with his tongue as he pinched the other with his fingers.
Jamie put his arms around David, as if trying to keep him from ever stopping what he was doing. David, teased, licked, sucked and nibbled on the nipples until they were red and tingling.
David moved down Jamie’s body, kissing a trail, tasting the skin with his tongue. Jamie whimpered as David came closer and closer to his throbbing cock; as David wrapped his lips around the dripping head he cried out.
David moved down the shaft teasingly slowly. Jamie writhed and whimpered again. David removed his lips from Jamie’s cock, slick with saliva, and wrapped his hand around it. Stroking, he moved up and gave Jamie a light kiss on the lips.
“Your cries turn me on so bad,” he whispered, licking Jamie’s earlobe. He sped up his strokes as he kept nibbling and licking the ear. Jamie gripped his shoulders with surprising strength.
“David! I… ah! I’m…”
Kissing the nape of his neck, David whispered:
“Let go. It’s okay.”
Jamie erupted. With his body shaking, his seed burst forward, staining his stomach and David’s hand.
Dazed and glowing, Jamie looked up at a tenderly smiling David. Reaching out, he pulled David down and kissed him, their tongues slowly rolling and twisting together. His body jerked a little in surprise as David reached down between his cheeks and caressed his opening with come-covered finger. David looked into Jamie’s eyes, silently asking permission. Smiling, Jamie nodded and pulled up his legs towards his chest, giving David better access.
David stroked the closed portal with the tip of his finger. Bending down, he took Jamie’s cock into his mouth again; it was already beginning to re-harden. He began working his finger inside Jamie. Carefully, he moved and twisted. As Jamie began to loosen up, he added another, stretching and scissoring as he sucked on his member. When the tip of his finger rubbed against Jamie’s hidden button, Jamie let out a whimper that made David’s cock twitch. After having worked Jamie with three fingers, David grabbed a bottle of lotion from the drawer in his nightstand.
“This will have to do.”
Rubbing some lotion onto his cock and some on Jamie’s hole, David positioned himself at Jamie’s entrance. Kissing him, David whispered against Jamie’s lips:
“If it hurts too much… or if you want me to stop… tell me, all right?”
David began pressing in. When Jamie winced, he stopped.
“I’m okay… go on, slowly…” Jamie panted.
David pushed in further, very slowly, biting his lip; Jamie’s body was so hot, and so tight. Biting his lip he kept going until he was all the way in. He held still to let Jamie adjust. Looking down, he smiled softly at the sight of the young man he was now connected to. His cheeks were rosy, his lips were red and swollen from kisses, and his eyes were sparkling and looking up at him with utter adoration.
Jamie wrapped his arms around David’s shoulders, and David took it as a sign that Jamie was ready. He began to move; slowly at first, then his pace quickened as he kissed and sucked on Jamie’s neck. Jamie began to cry out; he wrapped his legs around David’s waist and pushed his hips up to meet David’s thrusts into his body. David’s control was beginning to shatter; he moved faster and faster, pushing his flesh into that hot tightness as Jamie kept crying: “Haah! Da…vid… Aah!”, rushing fast towards the edge.
With one last hard lunge from David, Jamie screamed out his release, his whole body shaking. The spasms and contractions around his cock made David trip; holding on to Jamie like a drowning man holds on to a lifeguard, he came with a deep moan, spurting his semen inside Jamie’s channel.
Using the last of his strength, David rolled them both over, taking Jamie in his arms. There they lay, sweaty and trembling. It wouldn’t be long until they both fell asleep.
“Hmm?” Jamie traced an invisible pattern on David’s skin.
“I hope I gave you everything you wanted.”
Jamie looked up at David and smiled.
“Everything… and more.”
David held him a little tighter. Feeling Jamie’s warm breath against his chest, David closed his eyes with a contented sigh and allowed himself to drift off.
It was a couple of hours later when David awoke and knew he was in trouble. It had been raining before, but now the sky was clear and the moon shone in through the window. Desperately trying not to wake Jamie, David scrambled out of bed and walked towards the door, but the pain of the pull made him double up and fell onto the floor.
David knew he wouldn’t be able to fight it this time; the moon wasn’t full, but it was always more difficult to resist in the summer, and after what had just happened between him and Jamie he didn’t have the strength to fight back. The change was taking over him. If he could just get out of the house…
“David?” a groggy voice murmured.
“No! Please! Not now!” David thought. He opened his mouth to tell Jamie to go back to sleep, but a deep growl was what came out. His bones began to crack as if they were breaking, fur started covering his skin, and nails and teeth extended and sharpened.
David heard a gasp behind him. Turning his head, he could see Jamie, sitting up in bed, eyes wide like saucers and mouth open in shock. David threw himself out the door, stumbled thought the hallway and almost fell down the stairs. Running on all fours, he burst through the front door and ran into the woods, not stopping until he was a good distance away from the house. When he finally did stop, and the change was complete, he threw back his head and howled his heartbreak into the summer night sky.
Jamie stayed frozen like a statue, as unable to think as he was unable to move. It wasn’t until he began to shiver violently that he snapped out of it and stumbled out of bed on weak legs. After having thrown on some clothes, he slowly walked down the stairs. He held a frail hope that it had all been a bad dream, but when he saw the front door, wide open, he knew it was real. It had really happened. Closing the door, Jamie leaned on it. He slid down to the floor, tears silently pouring down his cheeks.
“David,” he whispered. “David.”
Jamie spent the entire day in strange haze. He couldn’t think straight; nothing made sense anymore. All he could do was stare at nothing. He didn’t even realize how much time had passed as it began to darken around him. Rising from his refuge on the couch he staggered out the front door.
Just in front of Alicia’s house, across the road, was the woods, stretching out before him. Somewhere in there was David. Jamie looked up at the sky; the full moon was up. The full moon… David. He had to find David. His heart was crying out for David, and he knew he had to find him, tonight, no matter what happened.
He started walking. He didn’t know where to go, but he didn’t care.
“I’ll find him,” he said to himself. “I have to.”
He lost track of time as he walked and walked. How long had it been? It seemed like forever. He didn’t know where he was anymore. He kept looking from some sign of where David might be, but saw nothing. But he still kept walking.
Stumbling over a tree-root, Jamie slipped and fell, bumping his head. As he lay on the ground, trying to fight away the dizziness, he heard a voice. A voice that shouldn’t be there.
“I followed you.”
Craig. Jamie tried to get up, but fell down again. He heard Craig laugh.
“You really make it too easy, babe. I followed you the whole time, and you didn’t even notice. What the hell are you doing out here anyway?”
Jamie cried out as Craig suddenly, kneeling down beside him, grabbed his arm and twisted it behind his back. Craig then turned him on his side, and leaned down to kiss his cheek.
“You’re warm, babe. You have a fever. Where’s your loverboy? Did he fuck you and leave you? Or was it the other way around? Yeah, I bet it was,” Craig hissed. He let go of Jamie’s arm and rolled him onto his back. Straddling him, he took Jamie’s wrists in one hand and pinned them over his head. Just like that night.
“That’s what you do, isn’t it, you little cocktease?!” Craig shouted. “You seduce guys, then you dump them. Well, I’ve got news for you: you’re not dumping me!”
Jamie felt Craig’s hardon pressing against him.
“No… please… not again,” he thought. He started struggling, but he was weak and dizzy.
“I almost gave up and drove home yesterday,” Craig continued. “But I turned around. You’re not… dumping… me! I love you.”
Jamie looked into Craig’s face; the face he had grown to hate.
“You don’t know what love is,” he said.
For a second, Craig just stared at him. Then he was slapped, hard. As the dizziness threatened to overpower him, he became aware of Craig fumbling with his clothes. Jamie threw out his knee and heard Craig groan in pain. He tried to stand, but was grabbed from behind and thrown to the ground, and his arm was twisted back again.
“NO! LET GO OF ME!” he screamed.
“Not a chance, babe!” Craig shouted, yanking at Jamie’s pants. Then, suddenly, he stopped. Looking towards some bushes, he called uneasily: “Someone there?”
Jamie could hear it too: a rustling, as of something moving over there… and whatever it was, it was big. Then came a deep, ominous growl. And then Craig let go of Jamie and fell back with a frightened whimper as the source of the sounds came into view, stepping out into the moonlight. It had the shape of a wolf, but it was twice as big. And the eyes… They were human eyes. Silver blue human eyes.
“David,” Jamie thought.
The wolf had fixed its stare on Craig, growling. It took a few steps towards him as it bared its fangs. With a loud, furious bark the wolf took another step in Craig’s direction.
Screaming, Craig threw a stick at the wolf then ran away as fast as he could. The wolf didn’t follow. It turned to Jamie, its face no longer fierce. It took a few cautious step towards him.
“David,” Jamie whispered, smiling. He wasn’t afraid. This was David, and David would never hurt him. He held out his hand.
The wolf came closer, then lay down before him, resting its head on its front paws, looking at Jamie with sad eyes. Jamie reached out and touched the wolf, gently stroking its thick. It was dark, thick and soft. Jamie let his hand drift up over the wolf’s head, and scratched behind its ear. The wolf closed its eyes and let out a contented puff of air through its nose. Jamie put his arms around the wolf and hugged it, his tears falling into its fur and gliding over it like small diamonds.
“Let’s go home,” Jamie said and stood up, but his head swam, his vision darkened and he passed out.
Jamie tossed and turned; his body was so cold, and yet his head seemed to be on fire.
“David! Don’t leave me!” he called out.
“Shh… I’m here. I won’t leave you,” a soft voice whispered. David’s voice. Large hands raised him and gave him pills and water, which Jamie swallowed greedily, then drifted back to sleep as David whispered soothingly to him.
With a deep groan, Jamie opened his eyes. The first thing he saw was David, sitting next to him in the bed, looking at him with a sad smile.
“Welcome back,” he said, putting his hand on Jamie’s forehead. “Good. Your fever’s gone down.”
Jamie reached for David. David took Jamie in his arms, and Jamie burrowed into his body with a sigh.
“Please forgive me,” David said, stroking Jamie’s hair. “I didn’t mean for this to happen. I didn’t mean for you to get hurt. I’m so sorry. I should have gone away the day I met you. If you had known what a freak I was…”
“You’re not a freak!” Jamie said decisively, taking David’s face in his hands.
“I am,” David said. “I’m a monster.”
“No, you’re not!” Jamie shouted. “Man or wolf you’re wonderful! Man or wolf, you’re David! And I love David!” Jamie kissed him, hard. “I love you,” he whispered against David’s lips.
David’s eyes filled with tears which spilled over his cheeks. He hugged Jamie and kissed his forehead.
“I love you too, Jamie. So much.”
A few days later, when Jamie was back on his feet, and they were drinking coffee together he asked David to tell him the whole story.
“I was seventeen,” David began, “when in the summer our whole family went to visit my grandfather, who lived in Norway, way up in the north in a wooded area. It was fun, and I really liked it there. Then this one night, I went for a walk in the woods alone.” David sighed and took a sip of his coffee. “I don’t remember what happened. When they found me I was unconscious and I was injured.”
“The scars on your back.” Jamie said.
“Yes. They decided it was an animal attack. They searched the woods for a while but couldn’t find anything. I was patched up at the hospital; they checked me out, said I was fine and then we went home. But then, next month when it was almost full moon…”
David’s voice trailed off. He drummed at the table with his fingers and stared down into his coffee cup. Sighing, he continued:
“I can’t really describe what we all went through. We kept it quiet. My parents were scared to death of me, even when I was myself. They built a cage in the basement and locked me up in there when it was time.”
“What?” Jamie gasped.
“I don’t blame them,” David said. “I willingly let myself get locked up. I was afraid too, afraid that I might hurt them.” He smiled. “Alicia wasn’t afraid of me, though. She insisted I wasn’t dangerous and would stay with me in the basement when I was changed, no matter how much our parents yelled at her. She even tried to convince them to let me run free in the woods when I was wolf, but they refused. In the end, they couldn’t stand to be around me anymore and moved away. We never see them anymore. Alicia bought the house from them, and she’s been looking out for me ever since. I have a place of my own now, but I come here for the summer. You see, at first I would always change the two days before and the day of the full moon. But I have since learned to control it. I feel “the pull”, as I call it, when the full moon comes, but I don’t change. I only change on the full moon during the summer. I don’t know why. Maybe because I was… infected… during the summer. I don’t know.”
“Does it… does it hurt?”
“Yes. It hurts.”
Jamie took David’s hand. David smiled and gave Jamie’s hand a gently squeeze.
“I’ve been alone since I was infected. I’ve had a few one-nighters…” David looked guiltily at Jamie, who smiled, “…but falling in love was my greatest fear. Whenever I met someone I really liked, I pulled away.” David kissed Jamie’s hand. “When I met you, I liked you right away. It was a real problem for me to have you living under the same roof, but I thought if I just acted cold towards you I would be safe. How very wrong I was,” David laughed. “You had me twisted around your little finger in no time.”
Jamie smiled; walking around the table he sat in David’s lap. Wrapping his arms around David’s neck, he kissed him, sliding his tongue into David’s mouth. When the kiss ended, Jamie leaned his forehead against David’s. He giggled a little.
“What?” David said, raising an eyebrow.
“I was just thinking of your face when I suggested we watch ‘Dances with Wolves’.”
“Yeah. I guess it’s pretty funny when you think about it.”
Jamie kissed him again.
“I’ve heard that wolves mate for life. Is that true?”
Gently, David stroked Jamie’s cheek.
“In some cases.”
“Is it true in this case?”
“Of course it is.” David smiled. “This wolf mates for life.”
“Are you ready?” David panted.
“Mmmhmm…” Jamie whimpered.
“Slowly lower yourself.”
David was stretched out on the bed. Jamie was straddling him, the tip of David’s cock at his entrance. Biting his lip, Jamie lowered himself, letting David’s hard rod pierce his body.
“Unhh!” Jamie moaned as wriggled his hips. David put his hands on Jamie’s ass, squeezing the cheeks.
“Ride me, Jamie,” he whispered. Jamie began raising and lowering himself. As fast and hard as he could he rode David’s shaft. With one hand, David helped push his lover up and steadied him as he went down; the other hand wrapped around Jamie’s cock and stroked it. He jerked his hips upward, slamming them into Jamie every time he lowered himself. David could feel himself hurtling towards the edge; Jamie was crying out with every thrust from his hips:
“Aah! David! Aaaah!”
David pulled his lover down hard on his cock. With a scream, Jamie came all over David’s hand. Pulling Jamie down for a kiss, David released his seed inside him, moaning into his mouth as their tongues played furiously.
Going limp, Jamie collapsed in David’s arms. Planting little kisses all over David’s chest, Jamie panted:
“Let’s… do it… again.”
“Okay…” David said, panting equally heavy. “Just… gimme me a minute…”
At that exact moment, the front door banged, and Alicia’s voice drifted up to them from downstairs:
“Yoohoo! Back from the cruise! Anything happen while I was away?”