Of Wolves and Men

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Authors: G. A. Hauser
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length, he sank his dick into his mouth, nearly to the base.
    Charlie arched his back and closed his eyes at the rush. Questions were spinning in his head.
    Who are you? What are you? Where did you come from? Why me?
    But all those thoughts were gone as his body began to rise. “Roman…Jesus! I thought Joe knew how to suck cock!” Charlie grabbed the dirt under him, digging his nails into it as the intensity began to turn his body into pure pleasure.
    Roman was drawing hard suction while holding tightly with his hand. He engulfed his cock deep, then nearly allowed it to slip out of his lips. Charlie fucked him orally, going wild as Roman used his tongue to swirl around his cock while it was still inside his hot, wet mouth.
    The intensity was too much for Charlie. Going from nothing but masturbating, and that rarely, to incredible head, made Charlie want to come, not edge the climax.
    He threw back his head and clenched his teeth as he came. The orgasm was so strong, he could barely exhale or open his eyes. His body rocked and his cock pulsated as Roman moaned, or purred? The sound was cat-like…or wolf-like? Charlie was too high from the pleasure swoon to think.
    When Roman had milked Charlie for all he could give, licking the drops from his slit, Roman knelt up and reached his hands over his head in a strange gesture. Victory? Joy?
    Charlie blinked and tried to recuperate. He gazed from Roman’s dark five o’clock shadow down his chest to his engorged cock. It was thick, red, and veins showed through the skin, it was so hard.
    Lunging at him, Charlie used both hands to push Roman backwards to the ground. At first Roman let out a snarl in anger, but when Charlie gripped the base of that formidable cock and enveloped it into his mouth, that growl of defense quickly changed to a purr.
    Inhaling his musky scent, Charlie sucked Roman with the same intensity Roman had sucked him. I want to swallow. Come in my mouth, you fucking wild beast!
    A low rumbling sound came from Roman’s chest as if he were amused, or laughing. Charlie didn’t care if he could read his mind.
    Suddenly Roman gripped Charlie’s head and began orally fucking him. Charlie wasn’t prepared for that. It was only the second time he’d had a cock in his mouth, and the first one was barely a taste.
    He tried to back off, pushing Roman’s hips before he embarrassed himself and gagged. But prior to that happening, Roman came.
    Charlie didn’t know what to do because Roman’s grip on him made moving away impossible.
    He swallowed the load before he had a chance to think about it. Well, I did tell myself I would.
    Roman pumped into his mouth again. More cum hit the back of Charlie’s tongue. Down it went as well. When Roman’s cock stopped throbbing, he released his hold on Charlie’s head.
    Charlie leaned on his elbow, wiping his mouth. “What are you? Some kind of animal? Christ, I told you I’m new at this. Ya could have let me set the pace.”
    Then Roman jolted in fear so powerfully under him that Charlie gasped and leapt back. Roman spun around, staring behind him as if something terrorized him.
    “What?” Charlie said, trying to close his pants and shirt. “Roman? What? Do you see a wolf?”
    Roman jumped to his feet and vanished into the woods.
    “Wait! Let me help you!” Charlie rose to his feet clumsily, tucking in his shirt and rushing to see where Roman had gone. Spirit was snorting and stomping in mortal fear.
    “Roman! Don’t fight it alone!” Charlie grabbed his jacket from the ground, putting it on, then he picked up his shotgun. He raced in the direction he thought Roman had gone but he was nowhere to be seen. “Roman!” Charlie called, feeling empty and alone. “Roman! Let me help you!” When he felt his eyes sting with tears, Charlie grew angry at himself. He swore under his breath at getting involved with a wild-man, then picked up the first aid kit, returning it and his shotgun to the saddle.
    “You’re not

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