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My name is Jake, and I've been a werewolf since I was 13. That's when the transitional period occurs. And that's when I first experienced the transformation. I guess I've been one since birth, cause I never knew my father. I'd always been fascinated with werewolves even as a kid, and I used to watch all types of movies about them. I always laugh at them now because they can't even begin to portray what it's like. I think the closest movie that could describe it is The Howling, the very first one with the mother of ET in it. That's the form of the werewolf that I change into. That movie can't even start to show the combination of pain and pleasure involved in the transformation, at least as long as you don't resist the change. Then the pain can be unbearable. I change during the three high points of the moon, full moon, new moon, and full moon. And I always go out to the woods a short distance behind our neighbor hood. In the woods there's a clearing where I strip down (I can't afford to replace my clothes constantly) and wait for the change to happen. The wolf then hunts the larger animals in the forest and before dawn returns to the same spot. Where I wake up from the change and get dressed with a pair of clothes I keep hidden near there, and go home or to school. My mom works graveyard shifts at several late night restaurants in the area so she's never been a problem to me. Well I'm a senior in high school presently and am involved in a few school sports. I love wrestling and track, both of which I am best in comparison to the other teammates in. Through high school I tried dating a few girls, but never was turned on by them or really interested in them. At 16, I found out I was beginning to get interested in guys, the smell of them after a hard workout that drifted through the locker room, or the sight of their chiseled torsos, or their soft bulges in their briefs as they roamed through the room. It made you just want to reach out and touch them. The thought then making me stiff would encourage me to get dressed faster. In wrestling it was very hard not to stiffen up, as your skin would touch another guy's in the ring, and the sensual struggle to pin him down and make him submissive to your will, as other people watched cheering it on. If you were to get hard during a practice or match it would all be over, they'd know and it would be so obvious. Well tonight would be the second and last full moon of the three phases for the month, and I began to get my things together to go. After I was packed I jumped out of my window which was on the ground floor and proceeded to the clearing. The time was currently about thirty minutes before sunset. I came to the clearing as the sun was starting to go to sleep in the night sky, and began to strip down. The day had been hot and muggy, and now the oppressive heat was beginning to recede and leave behind the humid warmth. A soft wind stirred against my limp cock, arousing my dick to attention. As I waited there I could already notice my sense of smell beginning to increase, and I began to take in the smells of the wood. The smell of pine and oak and other things of the forest were all the things I'd come to love. But wait, here was some scent that was out of place in my home. It was a man, the smell of the sweat told me that and by the quantity of it I could tell he was young, maybe about 18-20. So that's what the wolf had smelled both of the two nights ago. The past two transformations had been normal but the wolf had picked up a recent lingering scent of man in the forest both of those nights. "Is someone there?" I called out. "I know your there so come out right now!" I said. I heard the leaves from a near by bush rustle, and a guy about 18, or 19 years old stepped out. He was beauty at its perfection. His torso was perfectly sculpted, it wasn't overly buff, or under trained, and smoothly supple. All he was wearing was his running shoes and his cotton jogging shorts. Which, by the way stood out the most 'cause his nice hardon had turned it into a tent. I tried to keep my eyes focused off it and yelled at him, "What on fucking earth are you doing here? Get the fuck out of here you pervert before I call the police and charge you with whatever I can accuse you with!" I had to get him away from here before I changed, there's no telling what the wolf would do with him. He strayed his eyes off my erect dick as he said, "I could ask you the same question. My God, you are so beautiful." He looked me over and met up with my eyes. "You've been here before haven't you? Last night and the night before that." I said. He nodded his head as he looked at me. "I normally jog in these woods around sunset, when I heard what were like moaning sounds, or growling. I came over and found what looked like a guy but looked like it was becoming or was part animal. So I booked it out of here, not sure of what I had seen. I came back at sunset the next day to inspect the area, but I found you standing here naked. You were so beautiful as the sweat gleamed off your body. Then you crumpled over and began moaning, which slowly changed into growling. Then I realized you were a werewolf and I stayed as long as I could watching you change, before I ran away. God, the way you change and stuff just turns me on. I want you so bad! I don't care what you are." as he said this he had begun to slowly walk closer to me and after the last sentence he kissed me. I welcomed his kiss and began to kiss back harder, meanwhile my hands went down to his crotch and played with the shaft of his cock through his shorts. Our kisses were becoming more and more passionate when I broke away from his embrace and quickly descended on his left nipple. Giving a strong kiss to it and as I was pulling away nipping the tip of it with my teeth. It sent a surge of quivers through his body as he let out a low sexy moan. I moved back and forth between the left and right twice and moved downward, caressing his smooth chest and abs with my damp tongue. His clean-cut cock had peeked up over the waistband of his shorts to see what was going on. His shorts could no longer contain its size and it was begging to be freed. I looked up at him and said, "I am going to fuck you so bad tonight you won't know what hit you," as I ripped of his shorts with ease. It was about mid sunset. "And I'll come back again for more. Please, just shut up and suck me," he said. His cock had to be at least 10.5" and the best piece of meat I had ever seen. It was pumping with each heartbeat and its cut head was just a little red in its color. I laid him down on the grass in the clearing leaning his back up against the tree. I placed my mouth over his dick and began slowly sucking the head of it adding little nips as I went. Each nip producing small moans from him as his body quivered. Fuck, this guys moans turned me on so bad. I began to deep throat him, pushing my face up to the hilt of his cock and burying it in his dusky blond pubic hair. He laughed a little with ecstasy as I began to lick his balls with his dick in my throat. I drank in the sweet fragrance from his crotch, which had gathered there during the progress of the day, the smell reminding me of the days in the locker room. It was the awesome musk of man, and he had the smell of 10 jocks rolled into one. I again continued to blow him, slowly at first, then proceeding faster. As my head was bobbing on his perfect slab of meat I looked up and noticed his hands were clenching the grass beside him, and were white with the force he was using to grip. With his head thrown back, his face was locked in an expression of strained ecstasy as he gave out low moans. I was surprised and both pleased at the fact that he didn't try and take control and grab my head, but now he was doing everything he could to stop himself from fucking my face. The sight of him like that caused my cock to release a stream of pre-cum. I decided he would need to relax to enjoy it so I placed his hands on my head. "You are so fucking awesome!" he said as he guided my head up and down on his shaft, he also started thrusting upward with his hips. Meanwhile I began to insert my index finger up his manhole, first one, two, and finally three, all the time he was getting more turned on. His breathing was climaxing along with his heightened groans, and I knew that any second he'd be shooting up his load. My hands were on his balls waiting for them to tighten. "Oh man, I'm cumming!" he yelled. "Oohh, OOHHH, YES, yeessss," he moaned as his body bucked and convulsed as he shot his load of milky white seed into my awaiting mouth. Of which I partook thirstily, sucking him dry. His body was sprawled out on the ground and mine being on top of his, we rested a few minutes. "Where the fuck did you learn to suck like that? You're the only guy I've ever wanted and that had to be the best blow job I'll ever have in my life," he said and then kissed me. "Natural talent I guess," was all I could say. I was a little wiped just from myself getting off on the fact I was pleasing him so much. I'd wanted to do this for a long time, and my first time seemed to be my best. Who knows with practice maybe I could even do better! "Well you blow like a pro!" he said with a smile. "Oh, and my name is Jase. I'm 18, I've seen you around school before but you never noticed me." I couldn't figure out how I'd never noticed him before. The sun had descended and night was beginning. We were caressing and kissing when Jase said the words that charged me up and made rock hard. "Fuck me like the animal that you are. I don't care if you're a werewolf, I want you now!" I knew tonight was going to be a night to remember! To Be Continued.... Virus_sw@hotmail.com (c)1998