Jesse's Redemption (manxman /werewolf || #lgbt)

Chapter One

Eric

I always knew I was different.

Weird.

But when I shifted to a werewolf for the first time on my sixteenth birthday, I was special. I was a money making machine.

Being Eric Moore is hard.

But being Eric Moore Hardcore Pornstar. That was easy. I knew what was expected of me. I knew what I had to do. I knew what they wanted. I knew what they liked and if they didn't, well they liked it anyway. The allure of being with a beautiful person that's what they said every time somebody bought me.

And the best I do gets me on their good side. No beatings or whippings, except for when they need a new video.

It was simple. Be a good boy and I'll be treated good. Be bad and I'll be punished.

I was used to it. Used to them. I didn't enjoy it, doing the special things. Maybe being special means I have to do special things.

Then everything changed. Things I thought I knew and understood looked different to me now.

It all started when I met Keagan Francois.

He was nice. He had money and he bought me for a week. That was the first week I didn't have to do anything special to him or anyone else. He made sure I ate healthy foods and got enough sleep. I felt safe with him. He was special too. He could shift into a lion. Explained all his beautiful hair. Sorry, mane.

He asked me if I wanted to meet a friend of his. I was eager to, he described the boy and I immediately liked him, he went on to tell me that this boy was special like me. That he too could shift into a wolf. And my world was turned upside down when I met Marcellus Whitaker.

He bought me from the studio. He paid plenty money. The cheque had a lot of Os on it.

I went with him everywhere. I couldn't bear to be apart from him. My savior. I cried when he told me that I wouldn't have to do anything special with anyone unless I want to. I liked that I could say no.

Marcellus was so smart. But when it came to talking about the special stuff, he would blush red like a tomato. I liked the way his face would flush and he'd smile shyly and hide his face. He is so adorable.

Marcellus was also famous. T.V people wanted to talk to him all the time. And people from the newspaper and the pretty books with all the pictures. I was happy with Marcellus. The past four months have been the best of my life.

Marcellus even took me home with him.

His hometown was nice. I liked that it wasn't noisy like in the city. And his mommy is the best. I love her already.

All these changes in such a short time had me struggling to keep up. I know I'm not very bright and I don't know things a man my age should. Like how to read big words and talk like a big person. I never learned to do that.

I was in for it the first time I met Zachariah, Marcellus' mate.

I feel to hide every time I think about the way his teeth gleamed and his voice was filled with anger. He's just so big and scary looking.

That was a few days ago and I still try not to think about it. I get bad dreams of him ripping my head off and me running around searching for it but I can't find it because my eyes and mouth are on my head.

He told me he was sorry for making a joke like that, but I feel as if he was lying.

Tonight Marcellus had a date with Zachariah and he was so uneasy. It's as if he has never done special things with a man before. I stepped in and helped. I put together a nice set of clothes for him and I even gelled up his hair. He looked good.

He was dropping me at the Pack house to stay with Mommy. She told me I can call her that because she thinks of me as her son too, I liked calling her that. Marcellus told me about being a werewolf. I didn't understand, I never talked to anyone in my head before. He told me about the pack link and stuff. It sounds so cool.

When we went inside the most amazing smell in the world hit me. I think I've smelt it before. A long time ago, cotton candy.

"mmh. It smells nice in here, like cotton candy" I mumbled. Marcellus looks at me funny and wrinkled his nose.

"it smells like cleaning products and flowers" he says and I just shrugged. It was like the smell wanted me to follow it and I did. I always loved a good adventure!

I followed it past the living room and into the kitchen. The smell was so strong in here. I felt like I could just roll all over with how good it was, it became stronger and stronger. I followed my nose and I bumped into somebody. Aha! The cotton candy man!

"you smell like cotton candy" I said blinking up at him. He didn't look so good. He looked angry. Like when Zachariah wanted to rip my head off.

"Mate!" he shouts. I smiled a little. He thinks I'm his friend... aww..

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Aww! My sweet innocent Eric. He's just so adorable in my head! It's not just me right? Right?

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