It looked like it took Rhett forever to remove his cock – knot – from Eli’s ass. The situation was starting to become ridiculous, Eli thought, as the shock was wearing off, leaving room for questions and more questions.
Rhett was tall and strong, but it was beyond funny how he moved around the stacks, with Eli still impaled on his cock, while he was checking the spines of various books. From time to time, Eli felt Rhett’s cock twitching inside him, which made it uncomfortable… to the point that he ended up ejaculating randomly. He’d tried to hide it by covering his crotch, but it looked like it was all in vain.
“Squirt all you want, bitch. It’s not a problem,” Rhett said. His voice was steady and measured, as if he wasn’t simply insulting the guy he was practically holding in his dick.
“I have a name,” Eli whispered, pressing hard on his cock. “It’s Eli.”
“I know who you are,” Rhett replied. He seemed to have found something of interest, because he pulled a book out and stared at its cover.
“Then stop calling me ‘bitch’.”
“It’s what you are now. And I’m doing you a favor, really. The sooner you understand your position, the better.”
“Is my position now this? To move around, speared by your cock?”
Rhett chuckled and hiked Eli higher with one arm, only to let him drop back the length of his cock. “It looks like it.”
It only hit Eli then; he could no longer feel the giant knot. That meant that he could get down and walk on his own feet.
“Put me down,” he ordered.
Rhett laughed and lowered his body until Eli’s feet touched the floor, but instead of releasing him, he bent him over one of the nearby tables and began pounding into him from behind.
“What the fuck?” Eli heaved. “You fucking asshole.”
“You’re the asshole,” Rhett corrected him. He pulled out almost completely and then slammed back into him, making his entire body shake.
It felt so good he could cry. His entire ass had turned into a cocksleeve for this pretentious fucker. And he couldn’t stop moaning while the older student was using him.
“Is it some sort of virus?” he asked, gripping the edge of the table with both hands to keep himself from sliding over it with Rhett on top of him. “Is that why we feel like this?”
“If you think that talking is going to make my cock go down, you’re wrong. And the answer is still the same: I have no idea. So be a good little bitch, take it up the ass until you drain my balls, and then maybe I’ll be able to start researching whatever the hell is going on. Understood?”
Eli didn’t manage to reply. Another cry climbed out his throat. How much jizz did he still have in his balls? He could hear the drops of cum hitting the polished floor. Was it the same everywhere? The so well-kept hardwood floors were getting the same treatment everywhere inside this college?
It seemed funny. Not that Eli could laugh. He was exhausted, what remained of his clothes sticking to his skin because of his sweat, and he could no longer think clearly.
“Fuck, I can’t get enough of your ass,” Rhett grumbled while pounding Eli hard from behind.
Eli could feel Rhett’s heavy ball sac hitting his over and over. It was as if the bigger student was trying to send his manhood into oblivion. Strangely enough, Eli was fine with it. He even embraced it.
But he was growing tired. His eyelids were closing. Rhett could go on like this forever, and he wouldn’t mind. Maybe it wasn’t that bad a thing to close his eyes and let it all go. For a bit. Only for a bit.
A loud howl shook the windows, making Eli freeze. Even Rhett stopped.
“What the hell was that?” Eli whispered, fearing the answer for some unfathomable reason.
“Someone is turning more feral, I suppose,” Rhett replied. “Let’s wrap up this session, darling. I’d love to drill you for about two hours more, but it looks like we have more pressing matters to attend.”
Eli grunted and grabbed the table again, as Rhett picked up his speed.
“Here we go,” Rhett said with satisfaction and let out a long howl as he held Eli in place and unloaded all his jizz inside his bitch.
When he pulled out, Eli winced at the popping noise. His ass felt empty and he put one hand back to feel it. Great, he’d have to walk around with a leaking ass now.
And without clothes. Slowly, he began removing what was left of his shirt and school jacket.
“Good,” Rhett praised him and took him by the shoulders. “You look good naked.”
“I’m going to be cold,” Eli complained. “And I might hurt my feet.”
In the whole mess, he had lost his shoes, too.
“Fair point about your feet,” Rhett agreed. “Hop in,” he offered as he lowered himself and bent his arm to serve as a seating for Eli.
“I’ll walk,” Eli said through his teeth.
“Really? Wow, you’re one fussy bitch.”
“I need shoes and something to wear. I need to go to my dorm room.”
“Fine. Let’s go.”
Eli swatted Rhett’s hand away. “I don’t think so.”
“Do you want to go there alone? All by yourself?” It looked like Rhett was beyond amused with the idea. “I wonder how many dicks you’ll be able to take before you give up. And turn,” he added, leaning over Eli’s head to whisper, “into a mindless whore, incapable of doing anything more than ask for more and more cum.”
“You marked me, right? I’m safe,” Eli said, taking a few hurried steps forward.
“Did you believe that?” Rhett taunted him, without showing any signs that he intended to follow Eli. “I’d have said anything to make you my bitch.”
Eli turned on his heel to give the asshole a long glare. Rhett measured him with his cold eyes, up and down, up and down. “As if I could fight you off or say anything to stop you.”
“That’s correct. All the jizz you got up your ass hasn’t yet reached your brain.”
“Are you always this charming?” Eli was starting to feel comfortable being naked around Rhett. Clearly, he was seriously ill if he thought that way.
Rhett’s lips quirked in a smile. “Glad to see you’re more than just a pretty face. Come on, I’ll take you to your dorm room. Don’t you want to shower first, though?”
Eli shifted his weight from one foot to the other. Yeah, he wouldn’t mind that, but between having to remain naked and hearing that blood-curling howl, he wanted to reach safety. Although his dorm room might not be that.
“You belong to me now,” Rhett said in a placating voice. “That means I must take care of you. Let’s wash that dried cum off you.”
“What?” Eli asked, shaking his head. His tiredness was overwhelming him again.
Rhett had moved silently and was now in front of him. His fingers moved slowly over Eli’s lower belly. “I’ll put gallons of fresh cum in you, don’t worry.”
“Yeah, gallons,” Eli snorted, but as he moved, he understood with growing horror that Rhett might not be speaking out of his ass, after all. The cum from his ass was pouring out, making a mess on the back of his thighs and on their inside.
Rhett hiked him up in his arms without asking and gave him the book he’d picked up earlier. “Hold on to this.”
“What is it?”
Eli’s eyes fell on the cover. The Howling Gene: A Natural History of Lycanthropy.
“Are you freaking kidding me?” he moaned. “Since when do we have this sort of fiction in our library?”
The hardcover volume had suffered through decades of neglect, but it still looked in pretty good shape for something as old as that. The navy cloth was torn around the corners, and the silver foil in which the title was written had faded in places, leaving only the embossing visible.
“It doesn’t look like fiction to me,” Rhett replied.
Another howl broke through the bowels of the library. It seemed farther away now than earlier.
Eli opened the book slowly and stared in stunned disbelief at the illustration on the first inside page. It seemed to depict a human skeleton, something Eli was familiar with as an aspiring doctor, but there was something wrong with it.
It took him a few moments to understand what made it seem unnatural. The skull. It wasn’t like any human skull Eli had studied until now. It had an elongated shape in the lower jaw.
He read the script at the bottom, in faint italic letters.
Fig. I — Homo Lupinus: Transitional State, Phase I (Lunar Influence Pending)
“What the fuck?” he whispered again.
Rhett closed the book in his face. “We don’t exactly have time to start our research. Does your dorm room have a good lock?”
“I suppose.” Eli couldn’t imagine a time at the Blackthorn College when he’d felt the need to lock his door other than by habit. Theirs was an institution where excellent behavior was drilled into them from the first day. Boys did fool around on occasion, but nothing serious. Nothing the professors and the personnel in charge would consider qualified for punishment.
“What about furniture? We’ll have to block the door.”
“What about yours?”
As someone with status and money, Rhett was privileged regarding his accommodations. Everyone knew he had the room on the east tower. Some joked, saying that he was exiled there, or kept under direct supervision, since he might transform into a devil—
“Mine is off-limits. He would look for me there.”
“He?” Eli asked. “Who’s he?”
Rhett began walking, taking large steps. “Let’s talk later.”
***
Eli washed quickly. He didn’t look at Rhett, but he could hear the other student doing the same. There hadn’t been another howl for about half an hour, but instead of feeling relieved, Eli couldn’t help experiencing a sensation of growing dread.
Communal showers were available on each floor, since the college administration believed in cleanliness being close to holiness and all that jazz. Eli stepped out and grabbed a towel, wiping quickly.
Rhett was right behind him. He put his hands on Eli’s shoulders. They seemed somewhat bigger. If he looked at the back of Rhett’s hands… had they always been so hairy? It didn’t seem right.
“Rhett?” he whispered, his breath caught in his throat. “What’s going on?”
“It’s okay. But you must do something before we leave.”
“What?”
“Get on your knees. You’ll have to swallow my load.”
“Do we really have time for that?”
Rhett squeezed his shoulders hard. “Unless you want to experiment with dealing with a feral beast, you’ll suck me dry.”
Eli didn’t question Rhett’s demand anymore. The book, that ominous title, the howls, everything that had happened today, were enough to convince him. “Okay. But I’ve never sucked off anyone.”
“Good,” Rhett whispered. “And if you worry about your lack of experience, don’t. I’ll fuck your throat anyway.”
There were many things Eli wanted to protest about now, but time was up. Rhett turned him and pushed him down. Eli barely had the time to open his mouth because it got filled in a moment.
Rhett’s cock was so large. Eli forced his mouth open, but there was only this much he could do. It was too much, too soon. He placed his hands on Rhett’s thighs, but it felt as if he was trying to move a mountain.
He was choking on Rhett’s cock, and there was nothing he could do. Furiously, he pounded the other student’s thighs with his fists, while his throat opened to the invasion.
“I’ll be fast,” Rhett promised. “But for now, you have to take it, bitch.”
Eli felt his tears pouring down his face, with no means to stop them. The worst part wasn’t that he was losing air; it was that his dick twitched miserably, spending itself again, although Eli’s throat got molested in the roughest way possible.
Rhett pulled out abruptly. Eli fell forward on his hands and watched lower, at his own body. His dick was spurting yet another pathetic load, while he could barely breathe. He heaved but nothing came out.
“Your belly is full of my seed,” Rhett said in a low, husky voice. He grabbed Eli’s chin, forcing his mouth open. “Don’t you dare puking it out.”
Eli only managed a meek nod.
“Good. Let’s go. I need to bury my knot in you so I don’t lose my mind. Do you get it already, Eli?”
What was to get? Was Rhett transforming into a lycan? Was having his knot the only way Eli could stop him from transforming into a full-blown beast?
Then, he could only accept it. Although spending the night in close quarters with a beast didn’t dwell well with him, it beat the hell out of facing whatever was howling like that.
The sound reverberated through the entire construction, shaking every brick. It died away.
“Let’s go,” Eli said, grabbing Rhett’s hand to help himself up. “Knot me if you must, but you need to tell me everything.”
tbc
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