Chris
"Ange this isn't funny." I was home alone and Angelo was coming over later. I guess he got here early and decided to fuck with me. Something crashed down stairs.
"Seriously Ange knock it off." I stop dead in my tracks when Angelo wasn't in my living room. Instead there was a burly man with dark brown eyes and hair. He look hostile. I began to back up, he growled turning into, may I add, a huge ass wolf. I don't even make it to the stairs before he had me pinned to the floor.
Ange you better hurry the fuck up. My eyes squeeze shut as I wait to be ripped into. Its breath smelled of rotten meat, teeth yellow, gums covered on black specks. I never imagined dying this way, but this is kinda bad ass, right? Being shredded by a werewolf, it whipping my flesh around then using my bones as chew toys. Yeah it won't be to bad.
Suddenly blood that isn't mine poured over my entire torso. I watched as the life left the wolf's eyes and fell on top of me with its crushing weight.
There was growling and hissing, it felt like I was suffocating.
"Chris stay awake." Is that Ricky? My eyes focus until I see that it was indeed Ricky.
"I must be a werewolf magnet." I make a lame attempt to crack a joke. He gives me a half smile, behind him I saw Angelo who thankfully wasn't injured. Him and Ryan were dragging out the body while Josh was doing something to make all the blood disappear.
"Lets get the blood off you."
He helped me peel off my clothing, I turned away to take my boxers off. The hot water felt nice on my skin, Ricky came in behind me making me jump when his hands rubbed the blood off my back. He looked beautiful with wet strands of hair stuck to his head, black make up smudged slightly. I knew he was only trying to help me with nothing sexual intended, which was actually a turn on. Not a sexual turn on though, more like a heart turn on.
"Watcha starring at?"
"My gorgeous little blood sucker. What are you staring at?"
"My handsome baby boy."
I laugh, "I look older than you."
"You're a baby compared to me, plus I think you like when I call you baby boy."
I blush. "But that's not stopping me from doing this." I grab his thighs, wrapping them around my waist. He crashed his lips to mine, that's when I realize he's not wearing anything either.
"Never seen a dick other than your own?" He teased.
"Um.. no." My face turned beet red. "Not in person anyways."
"Well do you like it." I look down then back up at him.
"Can I touch?"
"Do whatever you want baby boy." I was nervous because I didn't want to disappoint him. I keep one hand under his cute little ass to hold him up and bring my hand slowly to his cock.
"Don't be scared." He says softly.
My fingers wrap around his cock, so big for such a little body. I pump him getting low moans, wanting to hear more I went faster until he was bucking his hips gasping and moaning. He definitely wasn't as loud as he could be. Probably a good thing since my dad decided to walk in.
"You got Ricky in there?" Thank God the guys finished cleaning up downstairs. He set his head in the crook of my neck holding back whines since I stopped touching him. "Yeah we were just finishing up."
"No no I was just grabbing something, take as much time as you need."
He wiggles out of my arms, "I'll fix that for you." He grabs my hardend member.
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I gasp throwing my head back to the pillow. His warm mouth consumed me whole. An overwhelming feeling courses throughout my body as my seed shoots down his throat. Cum dribbled down his chin, he wipes it and licks it off.
"Fuck Ricky." I groan, "can you get any sexier."
"You'll have to find out another time." He leans down to kiss me, his boner hitting my stomach. I grab his hips flipping us over.
"Can I?"
"Of course."
Not knowing what to do I tried doing what he did. I licked his tip until hearing a quiet moan and slowly brought my mouth down on him. Turns out I have a gag reflex.
"Slower baby, don't hurt yourself." I go up a bit, I must've done something right judging by the moans coming from above me. He hard cock felt so nice in my mouth, it was addicting. I was surprised when a hot sticky substance was shot down my throa. I crawled back up kissing his lips, "more?"
He chuckled, "not now baby boy, did you like that?"
"Again."
He sighed, "alright."
