The White Wolf

by RChris18

3 Jan 2017 1923 readers Score 9.1 (243 votes) PDF Mobi ePub Txt


All I have been able to think about this past week is the fact that I am going over to Will’s house on Friday. Today. Will has eaten lunch with us every day this week, and I have been able to learn a lot about him. He is an only child. He moved here from Oklahoma. I knew his favorite color, black, and I knew his favorite food, pizza. I made sure to pick up every little detail.

When I found out that my dad purposefully put Will and me together on this project, I was pissed that he was getting involved. But, that quickly passed and I was relieved to have an opportunity to spend time with him.

Now, sitting in my dad’s class and waiting for school to get out, I could not help but feel a little nervous. In all honesty, I was not sure if I would be able to keep control of myself while alone with Will. I was afraid that I would lose control; I could not live with myself if I hurt him.

The sound of the bell brought me out of my brooding thoughts. I told Will that I needed to talk to my dad and that I would meet him at his locker. He nodded, giving me a small smile, and left the room. I watched him leave, and my eyes could not stop from drifting down to his ass, and the way they fit snug in his jeans.

I lost sight of him and turned to my dad. He was looking at me with a goofy grin on his face that made me instantly drop my smile. I walked over to him, glaring at him in an attempt to make him lose that grin. No luck.

“Really?” I asked.

He dropped the smile and replaced it with a look of hurt. “I don’t know what you’re talking about,” he said innocently.

“Dad,” I said more seriously. “I’m worried. What if I can’t control it?”

His face became more serious. “Liam,” he started. “Don’t worry. You’re strong enough to keep control. If you feel your wolf slipping, you just have to stop and calm down.”

“That’s it! That’s all you’ve got?”

He shrugged. “You’ll be fine, Liam. This is why we spend every summer training. You can control it.”

I sighed, still not totally confident. “I’ll see you tonight,” I told my dad and left the classroom.

I walked out of the classroom and over to Will’s locker. I put my hand on his shoulder to get his attention, and he jumped slightly. I couldn’t help but let out a small laugh. He glared at me for a second and then smiled.

“Are you ready?” I asked.

“Yeah,” he replied. “My house is only a few minutes’ walk from here.”

“Cool,” I replied, and we made our way out of the school.

The walk to his house was mostly silent. I tried to start up a conversation a few times, but it did not last long, and quickly died out. Instead, we walked side by side in silence A few times I could have sworn he purposely brushed his hand against mine, but he never actually grabbed it.

We turned off the sidewalk and walked up to a quaint, two-story house. It was slightly larger than mine, and from just being outside, it felt home. Will lead me inside, and we started to head towards the stairs, but we stopped at the sound of approaching footsteps. A few moments later, a woman, who looked like a smaller version of Will, walked in.

She had the same dark, warm eyes, the same long, black hair and deeply tanned skin. She had a towel in her hands and her face was slightly shining with sweat, a few strands of hair fallen astray from her ponytail. Despite this, she still looked amazing.

“Uh, hi mom,” Will greeted her. “This is Liam. He and I are going to work on an English project.”

“Well,” she said, a smile spreading across her face. “It’s nice to meet you Liam.”

“It’s nice to meet you too, Mrs. Summers,” I replied, giving her a smile of my own.

“Please, call me Anna. Dinner will be ready in an hour or so. Are you staying, Will?”

“Mom, Liam has other…” Will started, but I interrupted.

“I would love to stay for dinner,” I assured her.

Will looked at me with a surprised expression on his face and I just smiled at him. It was a great opportunity to get to know his parents and spend some more time with him.

“Wonderful!” She said, her smile growing even wider. “Well, I’ll let you two get started on your project,” she said, and turned to return to the kitchen.

As soon as she was in the kitchen and out of sight, Will grabbed my wrist and dragged me up the stairs. I was surprised at the sudden contact, and a tingling sensation ran up my arm and spread through my body.

He pulled me into the first room on the left and then let go of my arm, closing the door behind us. He threw his bag at the foot of the bed and then sat down, kicking off his shoes.

I stayed where I was and took in the room. The walls were painted a dark blue, and were posters with quotes on them all over. His bed was neatly made, but there was a messy pile of laundry on the other side. On the other side of the room was a large desk with a laptop sitting on top of it. There was also a large bookcase filled with books of all sizes.

“Sorry about my mom,” Will sighed, bringing my attention back to him.

I let out a small laugh. “It’s alright,” I assured him. “She seems like a great lady.”

He rolled his eyes. “Is your mom like that?”

The smile dropped from my face. Will looked into my eyes and I could see his fill with sadness, and a tinge of curiosity.

“I…I’m sorry,” he whispered quietly, looking down at his feet.

I shook my head slightly and sat down next to him, dropping my bag at my feet.

“It’s alright,” I said quietly. “She died when I was only a few months old. It was after her death that my dad moved us out here. I still don’t know why. He doesn’t really talk about it.”

I stayed silent for a while. I never had the chance to know my mom. My dad does not like to talk about what happened, and whenever I would bring it up as a child, he would just tell me that she loved me and leave it at that. When I realized that I would not get any answers, I stopped asking questions.

The silence went on for a few moments and then I felt him place a hand on my leg. I could feel the tingling again, and I wanted to pull him into me. I wanted to feel him wrapped in my arms. But I just sat there, not sure of what to do.

“I’m sorry,” he said again, and I turned to look into his eyes.

I gave him a smile. “Thanks,” I told him sincerely.

“So,” he started, taking his hand off my leg. “What play are we going to do?”

I shrugged. “I don’t know. Romeo and Juliet?”

He frowned. “Everybody is going to do Romeo and Juliet. What about A Midsummer Night’s Dream?” He asked, making his way to his bookshelf. “It’s one of my favorites. I have a collection of Shakespeare stories around here somewhere.”

I smirked. “You read Shakespeare for fun?”

He narrowed his eyes at me. Damn, he was cute. “Don’t judge,” he told me as he kept searching.

He scanned the upper shelves first, standing on his toes to get a good look. He made his way down the bookcase, eventually squatting to scope out the bottom shelves. I could not help but stare at his ass as he was squatting down, and I could feel myself getting hard.

As soon as I finished situating myself in order to hide my growing erection, Will stood up and turned toward me, the book in his hand.

“Found it!” He said excitedly.

“Oh boy,” I deadpanned.

He gave me a smirk and walked back over to the bed. He sat down next to me, our arms and legs touching. My body stiffened at the sudden contact. I could feel myself getting harder and my wolf trying to claw its way out all at the same time. I quickly closed my eyes and tried to control my breathing.

 I took in a deep breath and held it for a few seconds. I let out the breath, but kept my eyes closed a little longer. I tried to think about anything other than Will, but I could not. Images of him and I whirled throughout my head, most of them involved both of us naked.

I squeezed my eyes tighter, and curled my hands into fists, letting my claws come out and dig into my palms. The pain clouded the visions, and I could feel myself calming down. I opened my eyes, my body relaxing, and I turned my head slightly to look at Will, noticing a worried expression on his face.

“Are you alright?” He asked me.

I gave him a reassuring smile. “Yeah, I’m fine,” I told him. “Can I use your bathroom?”

“Yeah, sure,” he said, and pointed me toward the door on the right.

I gave him a smile and then made my way to the bathroom, making sure to hide my hands from him. Once inside, I shut the door behind me and stared into the mirror. My eyes flashed yellow for a second, but quickly returned to normal. I let out a breath and then looked down at my hands.

My claws had retracted and the holes in my palms had already healed, but blood still streaked across them. I grimaced and turned on the sink. I scrubbed at my hands under the warm water and watched as it swirled into the drain, now tinted red.

It took me a few minutes to scrub all of the blood off. I dried my hands and looked back into the mirror. My blue eyes were sharp, no sign of yellow. ‘You’ll be fine,’ I told myself. ‘You can control it.’

I shook my head and turned back to the door, opening it and making my way back to the bed. Will raised his eyebrows at me, but I just gave him a lazy smile. He relaxed a bit, but I could tell he was still a little concerned. But, instead of pushing it any further, he looked down at the book. He opened the book and flipped through the pages until he found the section for A Midsummer Night’s Dream.

I leaned back on the bed slightly and rested one hand behind him, allowing me to scoot closer to him and the book. Will turned his head slightly to look at me and our noses were almost touching.

I could feel his warm breath on my neck, his scent invading my nose. A low growl escaped my throat, and I locked eyes with him. I felt like I could get lost in his eyes. They were like dark pools that never ended.

Before I knew it, my hand was on his face and my lips were crashing into his. His lips were soft and full, and they seemed to melt into mine. I heard the book fall out of his hands and hit the floor, and I felt him place one hand on my face and the other on my leg.

Another growl escaped my throat, causing my lips to open slightly. Will took the opportunity to slip his tongue into my mouth. My growl turned into a moan as out tongues intertwined.

Will moved his hand from my face to my chest and gently pushed me back onto the bed. I was a little surprised at his forwardness, but I was not going to say anything. His mouth never left mine and he fell on top of me. He slid his other hand up my leg rested it on my bulge, giving it a squeeze.

I let out another moan and then wrapped one arm around him and let my other hand slide down his body, grabbing his ass. He let out a little moan of his own and then slid his hand up from my bulge and under my shirt, slowly grinding his hips into mine as he did.

I moved my hand away from his ass and grabbed the hem of his shirt, lifting it up over his head pulling him up off of me. I threw the shirt on the ground and stared up at his body as he sat back on my lap. His deep, tan skin was starting to glisten with sweat. I used my fingers to trace the down his body.

As I reached his jeans, I flipped our positions, him lying on his back and me hovering over him. I quickly pulled my shirt off and then bent my head down and kissed him again, this time nibbling on his lip. I slowly kissed my way across his jaw and then down his neck.

I made my way down his chest. I stopped at each nipple, sucking and teasing him with my tongue, causing him to moan again. I bit one nipple and he let out a gasp, arching his back.

I let out a little laugh and then let my tongue trail down his stomach, stopping when I reached the top of his jeans. I looked up at him and he stared back at me. I could see the lust in his eyes, which no doubt mirrored my own.

I gave him a seductive smile and then stood up. I reached down and undid his jeans. I grabbed the waistline of his jeans, making sure to grab his boxers too, and I tugged at them until they were fully off, throwing them into the corner. I stared down at his erect cock. He was cut, and he looked to be about 7”, just a bit smaller than my 8”. I looked over to him and now he had a seductive smile of his own.

A growl escaped my throat and I reached down and unbuttoned my jeans slowly dropping them to the floor. He looked at me hungrily and I smirked at him. I then grabbed the hem of my boxer-briefs and pulled them down, exposing more of my v-line. But I pulled them back up before he could see my cock.

Will gave me a dirty look and I let out a small laugh. I grabbed them again, this time pulling them all the way off, my cock bouncing out and slapping against my chest.

I walked back over to Will and leaned over him. Our cocks touched as I kissed him. I quickly broke the kiss and then kissed my way down his body again. This time, when I reached his dick, I got to my knees and then grabbed it in one hand and slowly started to jerk him off.

I looked up at him to see that his eyes were closed, his head tilted back slightly. I looked back to his cock and noticed that pre-cum was already starting to leak from the tip. I moved closer to his cock and then started to lick up and down the shaft. After teasing him for a few moments, I took him into my mouth and he let out a gasp.

I could taste the saltiness of his pre-cum in my mouth. I moaned while sucking on his cock and I could feel him shiver. Will placed a hand on the back of my head, encouraging me to suck harder. After a few tries, I managed to deep throat his cock, and as I reached the base of his cock, he started to call out my name and I knew he was getting close.

“Li-Liam,” he moaned. “Oh, fuck Liam. I-I’m gonna cum.”

The sound of his deep, sexy voice only made me want him more. I started to suck even faster and a few seconds later, Will exploded in my mouth. Stream after stream of hot cum hit the back of my throat.

He tasted amazing and I was enveloped in his scent. It seemed to be everywhere. His scent was earthy, but it seemed to have a scent of the forest, and of a fresh breeze. It was the most complicated and intense scent I had ever smelled.

I moaned and slowly took his cock out of my mouth, making sure to lick all of the cum off of his dick. I kept a little in my mouth and went back up to his face, kissing him on the mouth and letting him taste himself.

He moved his hand to the back of my head, deepening the kiss. My hard cock was pressed between us and I could feel his cock already starting to harden again. Will slid his hand between us and grabbed my cock. Just as he started jerking me off, my phone started screaming from my pants pocket.

I groaned, but I ignored it and let it ring. I went back to kissing Will, and he went back to jerking my cock. Will pushed me onto my back and rolled on top of me. While we made out, he ground his hips into mine, our cocks rubbing against each other.

Will started to kiss down my neck, but before he could get too far, my phone went off again. I groaned again, and this time, Will rolled off of me and told me to answer the phone. I got up off of the bed and went over to my pants. I pulled out my phone saw ‘Dad’ flashing on the screen. I answered the phone and was greeted by my dad’s frantic voice.

“Liam? Are you there?” He asked.

“Dad?” I replied, confused. “Dad, what do you want?”

“Liam, I need you to get home now.”

“Dad, what’s wrong?” I could hear shuffling on the other end of the line.

“Liam, it’s important. I need you to get home as soon as possible, okay?”

“O-okay dad. I’m on my way.”

I heard him end the call and I look down at my phone, my brow furrowed. What the hell could be so important? I looked up at Will to see him full of confusion.

“Uh, my dad needs me back at home,” I told him. “I need to go. Can you give me a ride?”

He looked disappointed, but nodded. “Yeah. Of course,” he replied.

We quickly gathered our clothes and got dressed. My cock was still hard, so I had to shift around in my jeans to make it less noticeable. Once we were dressed, I grabbed my bag and Will led me downstairs. We walked into the kitchen and Will talked to his mom.

“Hey, mom,” he started. “Liam’s dad needs him to come home, so I’m going to borrow the car, okay?”

“Oh,” Anna replied, a little upset. “Well, alright. I hope you can come over for dinner another time.”

“I definitely will,” I told her, giving her a smile.

Will and I walked out of the kitchen and back to the door. He grabbed the keys off of the little table next to the door and then we left the house. We walked over to the garage and Will opened the door. He turned on the light and then walked to the red 2015 Toyota Camry. This car was a lot nicer to what I was used to.

Once we were in, he started the car and opened the garage door. We pulled out and he started down the street. During the drive my mind went back and forth between thinking about what Will and I had started, and thinking about why the hell my dad needed me home. I was upset and worried and horny all at the same time!