Howl at the moon

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Prologue: New Moon

“Here he is, my son” a woman in the distance said as she was draped with a black cloak surrounded by the woods and other cloaked figures in the distance.

Stepping closer to the woman stood a tall young man, visibly shaken. He looked at his hands, shaking from the cold and the nerves coursing through his body. His brown eyes stared up at the full moon gazing down upon him.

“Don’t fuck this up.” He thought to himself. The young man continued to walk to the woman.

In the middle of the woods, in the dark of the forest, a group of people were gathered in circle. Everyone, but the young man, cloaked, hidden by the darkness. Not even the direct moonlight was enough to illuminate their shadowed faces.

“Come to me my son. Come.” She said in a calm voice, echoing her child closer to her.

Shaking from his nerves he drew closer to her. He looked around and saw woods and shadows. The air was quiet and still. Animals of all types were nowhere to be seen. This moment would be something he would remember forever.

“There he is. My son. My sweet Skylar. It is time child. The moon calls to you. I can hear here now. La Luna is speaking to you. She’s speaking to us all. It’s time to accept your place amongst the pack. Will you accept us? Will you accept this curse? This burden you will have to carry on forever?” she asked embracing her child in her arms.

“Mom, what if I can’t do this?” Skylar asked, scared of her response.

“Sweet boy. The curse is a gift. If you are not ready to accept it, then don’t. But just know that you will never get a chance to embrace this gift again. You will wither and die like mortals of this world. You will get sick, you will age like them, you will never get to be part of something special. This choice is yours alone.” She let go of him and held her hands up towards the very dim light peeking through the trees.

Skylar closed his eyes again. He contemplated his choices. He liked being 18, he liked being a normal boy, he liked his mortal life. He also felt like he was destined for more. Accepting this curse would mean no going back. Refusing would mean no going back. He took a deep breath and answered his mother.

“I’m ready to accept this gift mama.”

AWOOO

AWOOO

AWOOO

AWOOO

Howls echoed through the forest. The sounds of acceptance and happiness. Skylar was approved of his choice. The pack was ready to accept him.

“The first change is always the hardest. Remove your clothes, close your eyes, and then you will receive the curse.” His mother instructed.

Skylar removed his clothes, hesitant at first, but the adrenaline kicked in. He exposed his smooth slender stomach to the cool air, his hairless legs and his small butt exposed to the cool air. His hairless uncut cock and balls dangled in front of him. He almost covered up from embarrassment but knew the transformation was more important. Closing his eyes, he took another breath.

GRAWWW

A quick bite to his hand, Skylar let out a small wince. He opened his eyes to see a large sized bite on his right hand. He started to feel woozy.

“What’s happening?” he said slowly losing his breath.

“Your transformation is starting. Howl at the moon my son.”

“Oh god.” He let out some grunts from the pain.

He could feel his insides slowly beginning to tear apart. His legs were becoming extended, his arms were getting bigger, his fingers began to sharpen. This pain was becoming unbearable. He looked down at the ground beneath him, he could feel his face beginning to elongate, his eyes were changing the woods from dark to light, he could almost see everything and everyone. His back started to arch.

“Awoo!” He cried in pain as his teeth fell out and sharper ones took their place.

The dizziness was subsiding, his vision was clear, his body was warm, his transformation was almost complete. With a quick leap, Skylar rushed through the woods as fast as he could seeing everything within 10 miles. This power was unbelievable. Climbing on the top of a tree, Skylar looked directly into the full moon’s light, his human body no longer there. He was a complete werewolf, like the pack before him. Skylar inhaled with all his might.

AWOOOOOO!!!!!!

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Chapter 1: Waxing Crescent

“Wake up idiota!” Miguel, Skylar’s older brother, yelled from across the hall.

“Whaa?” Skylar said as he wiped some drool from his face.

“I’m going to be late for work and mom wants me to drop you off at school today. So, hurry up.” Miguel said as he put on his mechanic jumpsuit reading “Lorenzo’s Tires and Body” on the back.

“Fine. I’m getting up. Whoa!” Skylar stopped and looked in the mirror.

Skylar looked different. He was no longer some skinny Latino from Maine. He was now this muscular toned Latino from Maine. He had some toned pecs, a 6 pack of abdominal muscles, a V-shape cut at the right place. His arms were bulging but not too big like a body builder. It’s almost like he went from someone who never worked out to someone who was a track star. He was built.

“Damn. I look sexy. Miguel! Look at me! I’m fucking sexy man. My ass even got bigger.” He said grabbing his voluminous ass cheeks.

“It’s part of the curse bro. You have to be sexy to lure your prey. Trust me brother, you wont like all the perks, just wait and see.”, he said with a smirk.

“What are you talking about? I have hair on my arms and legs now. I even have pubic hair!”, Skylar shouted as he jumped up and down from excitement.

“Idiota! Hurry up! You can stare at your pubes later, we got to go now!”, Skylar got dressed and headed out to the garage into Miguel’s blue pickup truck. Today was the start of a brand-new day for him.

Driving down some dirt roads and pass some streams, the two brothers had entered the city limits of Wysteria Lake. The town was cold from being near the ocean as the sea breeze kept it cool. Located near the very tip of Maine, Wysteria Lake was a small town, home to many families that have had legacy family members reside in the town. The town was founded by the Aztec people who escaped their fate by hiding as settlers and pilgrims when the Americas was discovered. The town, in its foundation, was notorious for being a town with monsters, but it all turned to folklore over time.

The truth was the town was full of monsters, Humans. They had cut most of the forests down and made the place inhospitable for natural wildlife, that was until the crash of 1984 when the fishing docks went out of business. Bad spot for fishing. Bast spot for commerce. Town turned into a residential town, proud of its natural forests.

Unbeknownst to them, the people of Wysteria Lake were surrounded by different tribes of Lycans, werewolves. These families had a truce on territory and on who and what could be harmed. 2 major tribes were most predominate in Wysteria Lake, the Lorenzo clan and Salvador clan, each one holding true to the pact.

The pact between these clans was unbreakable. Both tribes agreed, no killing of any humans unless they were deemed unredeemable by laws made by man, including murders, rapists, druggies, etc. They also agreed not to step onto each other’s territory unless they had permission by someone from the opposing tribe. The Lorenzo’s were in charge of the north part, the Salvador’s the south. To break this truce, this pact, would incite a civil war among their kind, something that the Alpha’s of their pack could never let happen.

“I’ll never be an Alpha.” Skylar said as they drove north towards the school.

“What do you mean?” asked Miguel rubbing his dark black goatee while looking in the rearview mirror.

“Last night, I almost choked and refused the curse. People saw that. They would never accept me as an Alpha.”

“Not true brother. They probably could but you’d have to beat my ass first.” They both laughed.

“No way am I fighting you. I saw what you did to Santos last week.”

“What? All I did was break his arm, he wanted to spar, so we sparred.” They laughed again. Poor Santos, he thought he could fight an Alpha. Wound up in the hospital for 2 weeks.

Wysteria High sat at the edge of the south end of town. The mighty badger being the team’s mascot. Their flag colors, blue and sea foam green, hung from the front of the building. The red brick that made up the building seemed moist and gloomy. Every morning the pom squad practiced their routine on the lawn, most notably 16 year old Beth Wallace, on of the prettiest girls in Wysteria Lake, as the rest of the mortals of the town gathered inside. The days were normally grey from the fog and the sky had a tint of grey to it.

Skylar did not see any of that. He saw bright vivid colors. The blues were more vibrant, the flowers on the lawn were more poignant, the flag looked immaculate. Everything was different with his new vision.

“Anything I have to worry about?” Skylar asked grabbing his orange backpack from the back of the truck.

“Yeah, don’t eat people.” Miguel rolled his eyes and drove off to work.

Skylar, rolling his brown eyes, walked into school. This time all eyes were on him.

“Nice sweater Skylar. You look really good.” Said Tammy Hawkins, as she bit her red moist lip.

“New haircut Skylar? Looks good.” Said Lorraine Whitaker as she rubbed her legs together.

“I didn’t know you lifted bro. Maybe we can lift weights in P.E. later?” asked Lewis Berger, quarterback for the Badgers, as he adjusted his package.

“What the fuck is going on?” Skylar asked himself as he noticed people were noticing him a little bit differently for the first time.

Skylar had changed. His physique was impressive, his hair was short and wavy, and he had some stubble. His voice was a tad deeper, and he did notice he smelled a bit better, not to say he had an odor issue. Was this because of the transformation?

Skylar ran into the bathroom as quickly as possible. All of this was too much at once. On top of that, he was starting to feel a bit unwell.

“What is wrong with me!?” Skylar yelled in the bathroom throwing his bag onto the ground.

“Who’s asking?” said a timid voice from one of the stalls.

“Who’s there?” asked Skylar his voice deepening, almost menacing.

“Relax. It’s Steve Washburn, from Biology. What’s the matter with you?” Steve asked holding his hands up like he was being arrested.

“I’m just stressed and I’m not feeling myself right now.” Skylar began to clench his stomach. Steve took notice.

“You might need to see the nurse.” Steve said as he applied some lip gloss to his lips.

“You always wear makeup?” Skylar asked clenching his stomach, as sweat began to drip from his head.

“Just when the occasion calls for it. Does it bother you? Are you a faggot beater like the rest of them?” He asked spiking his short blonde hair up with some gel, clearly unbothered by Skylar’s question.

“No. I’m part of that club myself.” Skylar admitted.

It wasn’t a secret. He just never talked about it. Skylar had always known he was gay, even from a young age. His sexuality was his business and never liked to share his business with anyone or at least anyone worth knowing.

“Oh. I thought you were one of those gay bashers like all the tall guys are in this school. Well then, I guess I should ask from one faggot to another, do you think my top is too gay?” Steve asked revealing his sheer top.

Skylar saw Steve’s toned pale body under the sheer shirt. His perky little pink nipples, and his beautiful outie bellybutton.

“Umm.” Skylar said as he held back an urge.

“Umm? What?”

In a split-second Skylar had Steve pinned to the floor.

“Holy shit! You’re fucking hard dude!” Steve yelled as he could feel Skylar’s boner poking his pelvis.

“I’m so fucking sorry. I don’t know what’s come over me!” Skylar quickly got up and tried to adjust himself.

“Wait! Let me take care of that!” Steve said as he bent down in front of Skylar massive bulge.

“This is so goddamn embarrassing.”, Skylar announced as he could feel Steve unzipping his pants.

“Relax there vato. You have nothing to be embarrassed about.” Steve said with a smile.

Unzipping his blue jeans and pulling them down to Skylar’s muscular shins, Steve saw Skylar’s massive cock bulging from his grey boxer briefs.

“Holy shit! You’re leaking bad man.” Steve put his face on the spot that was wet from the juices.

“MMMM! Tastes fucking sweet!” Steve used his warm mouth to press against the already wet area. Skylar stood still as he could feel his blood flowing through his body.

“What is this?” Skylar whispered

“Its called a blow job babe. And I’m going to suck you dry.”

Steve quickly pulled down Skylar’s moist boxer briefs and his hard cock came throbbing at Steve’s face. The 8-inch uncut cock dangled right in front of Steve. It was a beauty to behold.

Steve put his lips around the foreskin, making sure to be ever so gentle. He poked his tongue all inside the foreskin, making sure to get the head nice and wet. He took his right hand and began to stroke the shaft nice and easy, feeling the veins as he did. Steve took his left hand and began to touch Skylar’s balls that were dangling below.

“Fuck!” Skylar moaned as he could feel the warm wet mouth begin to cover his cockhead.

“MMM. Love uncut cock. I’ve always wanted to suck one. This will be my first.” Steve said as he took a big dive on Skylar’s’ pulsating cock.

“Fuck!” he yelled.

Steve motioned his head back and forth, making sure to slobber all over Skylar’s engorged cock. The saliva was beginning to trickle down onto his balls and onto the floor below. The pulsating motions of Steve’s mouth and hand was making the juices inside of Skylar began to trickle out.

“I love Pre-C…UGH!”

“ENOUGH TALKING!” Skylar yelled as he forced his right hand onto the back of Steve’s head and forced his mouth deep onto his cock.

“Agh! Agh!” Steve muttered as he could feel Skylar’s cock hitting the back of his throat.

Skylar didn’t stop there. He thrusted his pelvis back and forth, holding Steve’s head still using him as just a hole. Skylar could feel his animal instincts taking over. He thrusted and thrusted gagging Steve even more.

“cough..Oh….Gawd….cough” Steve moaned as he began to drool even more on the already drenched cock. Steve’s poor face covered in saliva and spit, Skylar didn’t care he loved the warm wet feeling deep inside Steve’s throat.

“Here I cum! I’m cumming!”

“Wa…..ugh” was all Steve could get out before Skylar’s cock began to spew warm liquids deep down his throat.

The sweet warm juices filled Steve’s throat, oozing from the sides of his mouth as it was too much cum to swallow. Steve could feel the warm jets of liquid spew directly down his throat. That taste was fucking incredible. What seemed like forever finally came to halt. The warm liquid began to slow down and Skylar could feel himself finally coming too.

Skylar shook his head back and forth and removed his throbbing uncut cock from deep inside Steve’s throat. Looking down he saw Steve, covered in his own spit and cum, finally gasping for air.

“Holy shit!..............that ….was…. amazing.” Steve managed to say as Skylar pulled up his underwear and jeans and gathered his stuff.

“I’m so sorry Steve. I have no idea what came over me.” Skylar ran off in embarrassment.

Steve sat in the bathroom, mouth full of cum, still slurping down Skylar’s sweet savory batter. Steve wanted more.

Running off of school grounds, Skylar didn’t stop. He was fast too. He could feel the changes in his body. He knew things were different but he didn’t expect that.

The woods cleared his lungs and he could feel the fresh air on his face. Skylar stopped running and sat down on some rocks. He pulled out his gaming console from his backpack and began to play some games. He needed to take his mind off of what transpired. His 1st blowjob. And he didn’t even know why it happened. Time passed and Skylar lost track of the hours lost.

“Skylar?” asked a deep voice coming up from behind him.

“Huh?” Skylar turned around.

From the woods pulled up the park ranger truck. Out from the truck came Park Ranger Dave.

“Oh, it just you Dave. Thought it was the police coming to arrest me.”

“Well, you did skip school and I bet you lost track of time. It’s almost 5pm. People were worried about you. But I knew you’d be here. This is your favorite spot after all.” He smiled and walked closer to Skylar.

Dave was a friend of the family. He was more like a friend of their fathers. Dave and Skylar’s dad go way back. They were best friends. They went camping, fishing, and even shooting guns together. Dave was always kind to the family and especially tried to step up after their dad passed. But he was a mess of a person himself.

Dave was the notorious bi-sexual of the town. He liked to sleep with men and women often dating both and breaking both hearts. Divorced 4 times to 3 men and 1 woman, all in the span of 5 years. Thankfully no kids. He was called a man whore for lack of a better term. Not to mention he started to drink a bit more these days.

Dave took care of himself though. He was a bit huskier build than most men in town, but he hit the gym daily. He was proud of his physique and wasn’t afraid to show it off. Skylar remembered seeing Dave always shirtless and showing off his pecs when they use to go to the beach. Skylar also remembers Dave ripping logs apart with his bare hands. He was a roughneck of the woods for sure.

Dave was very easy on the eyes. Being 44, he didn’t look old. He had emerald green eyes, a scruffy brown beard, dark hair that he always had to have in a faded cut, he always had the top button of his brown uniform undone to show his chest hair, and his perky bottom was nice and round. Also helped he was Latino as well. Skylar noticed those things and more today than usual.

“Mom’s worried about ya kid. She called my office 10 times and she wants results or else she won’t stop harassing me. So, tell me what happened?” He sat down right next to Skylar.

“I don’t want to talk about it!” Skylar said as he folded his arms.

“Come on. I was 18 once. I know what it’s like being a senior in high school. All that pressure. All those changes. And when did you start working out huh?” He said trying to joke, notcing that Skylar’s arms were bigger in size.

“Dave, I appreciate what you’re doing but I’m a monster.” Skylar admitted.

“Monster? You? No fuckin way. You might be a lot of things but you are not a monster. You were always that kid who waited for his dad to come home from trips. You always used your manners at family dinners. Hell, you even helped me catch a bear once remember that? So, you a monster? No way. Use a different word kid.”

“Just something happened today and it shook me up a little bit.”, Skylar was too embarrassed to tell Dave about it.

“I get that kid. But that aint no reason to scare your family half to death. Now call your ma and have her get off my case. I want to go home soon.” Dave gave Skylar a hug and walked back to his truck., “Need a ride home?”

“No I’ll walk home.” Skylar said as he smiled at Dave. Dave nodded in return slowly turning back in his truck and driving through the mist of the woods.

Skylar pulled out his cellphone and dialed his mom. When she answered, she was not happy.

“Hey mom. I’m okay. I’ll talk to you when I get home. I’m sorry. I’m sorry. Stuff happened and I wasn’t prepared that’s all. No, I promise nobody was hurt, at least I don’t think.”, Skylar could feel a warm tingle in his body, “Hey mom I’ll be home soon, gotta go.” He hung up the phone instantly.

Skylar could still feel the tingle radiating all over his body. It didn’t feel bad but more like a wave of euphoria coming over him. He could feel his body telling him to go a certain direction. With a quick jolt, Skylar was sprinting through the woods, the moon slowly peeking from the sky. Soon Skylar was climbing up a tree and peering into a cabin. It was Park Ranger Dave’s cabin. He could hear and see everything inside.

“I’ll be on the trail again tomorrow, Nora. I promise we are going to find Beth but you know how the trail gets at this time, the fog will cover it up and I don’t need any more missing rangers. Bye Nora, Yes, I promise 1st thing tomorrow I’ll be up and looking.” Dave said as he hung up the phone. Skylar continued to watch from the distance like a hunter watching its prey.

Night had finally fallen. The town always got dark early, didn’t help it was fall already. Dave began to remove his shirt, showing off his hairy torso, wearing his white tank top underneath. He removed his black boots and his gun holster from his belt. He then unzipped his brown pants and was revealed to be wearing some white briefs. Skylar began to get erect.

“Let’s see, what kind of mood am I in tonight?” Dave asked jokingly as he put on some glasses and began to browse some Porn sites from his mobile device. Laying in his bed, he fluffed up his pillows and tuned off the lights, the only light coming from his phone, but Skylar could see it all.

Dave was now reaching in his underwear stroking himself slowly.

“Uh.” He moaned in a deep voice. Skylar gulped; he could feel his body telling him to go in there. He could feel his body telling him to touch Dave, to hold him down and stick his cock inside that man’s hairy hole.

Dave continued to stroke himself slowly teasing himself. Skylar watched as Dave pulled his cock out the flap of his briefs. His 7inch hairy cut cock dangling out in the open air. Skylar wanted nothing more than to touch him. To use him like he used Steve. Holding onto the bark Skylar began to make loud crunch noises, it stopped Dave from stroking.

Dave grabbed a shotgun from his door and placed his boots on his feet. Skylar was impressed by just how masculine Dave was, walking out into the dark of night in a tank top and briefs with a shotgun loaded to kill.

“Anyone out there?” Dave asked looking around for any peeping toms.

Skylar stood still in the trees above him.

“Look now, if you want to watch me stroke my meat, you got to buy me a drink first. So come on out and I wont shoot! Last chance. Anyone out there?”

“AHHHHHHHH!!!!!!”

A scream heard throughout the woods. Skylar and Dave both turned their heads in that direction.

“The fuck!” Dave ran towards the noise. Skylar, his body still telling him to go towards Dave direction, followed.

Skylar jumped from branch to branch trying his best not to make noise and keep up with Dave, who was running at full speed. He ran fast for a 44-year-old park ranger. He quickly made it closer to the sound when he saw something move in the distance.

“STOP OR ILL FUCKING SHOOT!!!!”

The figure didn’t stop

POP

POP

POP

3 shots out. Dave hoped he hit something. Something to make it bleed. Skylar from the top could see something running fast, even faster than him. And then he looked down and saw Dave. Dave was kneeling beside something.

“Oh god….no.” Dave leaned over and closed the eyes of Beth Wallace, 16 years old, daughter of Nora and Miles Wallace. A student of Wysteria high, A Pom performer, and now lifeless corpse with a big chunk torn right out of her neck.