Part 1

David Aguilar opened the cabin door and yelped, taking a surprised step backward. A huge man was standing on the stairs, backlit by the full moon, his shaggy head raised. He blinked, heart pounding. WTF? No one ever visits me way out here! Realizing that he was holding his breath, he exhaled. 

Wait, what is he doing? Is he…?

There was a peculiar wuffling sound and realized in confusion that the guy was sniffing the air.

“What the…?” 

His voice trailed off as the man fell to his knees, holding his head in his hands and howling loudly. It was a chilling sound and David’s chest clenched in fear. Far in the distance, he heard a howl in response, quickly followed by another.

The hair on the back of his neck stood on end and he hesitated, hand on the door. Part of him wanted to slam it shut and call 9-1-1 even though he was in Canada and didn’t know what the Canadian equivalent to 9-1-1 was. Also, he was far from the nearest town. How long would it take for the police to respond? Did he even have cell coverage to make the call? (It was hit or miss out there.)

Another part of him was strangely temperate and it was this part that won out. He didn’t know why but somehow he knew the man wasn’t a threat, that his howling was a threnody of loss not a paean of battle.

Hands shaking, he crouched down and placed his palm on the man’s shoulder. The man tensed and whimpered. David noticed then that he was shirtless, even though it was winter and a cold wind was blowing off the coast.

“Are you Ok, man?” he asked thickly. “Are you lost? I don’t get many visitors out here.”

This was answered by another low whimper as the man contracted into a tight ball, cradling his head in his hands.

What is going on here?

David sat down on the porch next to the man, wishing he’d thought to put on his jacket and wondering if the guy had escaped from prison or was having a psychotic break. After a moment he put a hesitant arm over the man’s shoulders but this only seemed to make things worse and he pulled away, uncertain what to do.

While he waited for the man to calm down, David studied him. He was a big guy! When he’d been standing, he’d dwarfed David, towering over two meters tall. His torso was bare but covered in a dense coat of hair. There was shaggy mane of unruly hair on his head and his cheeks (at least what David could see of them) sported a thick beard. In the moonlight it was difficult to tell but he appeared to be blond. He smelled like he hadn’t bathed in a very long time. Rather than being put off by his body odor, though, David found he liked it. His scent was rich, masculine, savage. David shivered again, both from cold and from the stirring of desire.

God, how long had it been since he’d fucked?

At age twenty-two, David Aguilar was practically a virgin. Like his big brother, he had skipped multiple grades in high school, entering college before he was sixteen years old. This had been great for his academic career but terrible for his sex life. Guys had only just begun to show interest in him when he started his doctoral research in fishery ecology and now he was stuck out in the boondocks, the only men for miles were married and heterosexual. He realized too late that he should have chosen a more social field of research.

Well, he sighed, shaking his head, maybe that would change next month when he joined the research expedition to Cuba? He would be on a ship filled with people, living in close quarters. Maybe he would finally get lucky?

“You smell like him.”

David jumped, startled. The man’s voice was deeply resonant, almost guttural.

“I beg your pardon?”

The man lifted his great head and fixed him with a baleful stare. “You smell just like Gage.”

David jerked as if stung and abruptly stood up. “Who are you? What the fuck do you want?”

He was backing toward the door when the man stopped him, leaping to his feet and grabbing him by the wrists before David could react.

“Don’t go!” the man pleaded, breath hot on David’s cheek and fingers digging into his flesh. “I’m sorry!”

David wrestled, trying to break free but the man was too strong. Voice breaking, he demanded, “How did you know Gage and why are you here?”

The man’s shoulders sagged and he dropped his head as he released his grip on David’s arms. “Gage was my beta–,” he started to say before correcting himself, “I mean, my boyfriend. Gage and I were lovers.”

David shook his head in disbelief. “You must be talking about someone else. Gage was definitely not gay.”

The man raised his head, fixing David with that unsettling stare. “He was…at the end. It was part of his…change.”

David massaged his forehead, feeling his shoulders hunch. “His change? Huh?” He waved his hand, stopping himself. “Wait. Let’s go inside where it’s warm. Promise me that you’re not an axe murderer, Ok?”

He turned and walked inside the cabin, flipping on the lightswitch as he walked into the small kitchen. The man followed behind them and soon they were standing there, staring uneasily at each other. The man, David realized, was a lot younger than he’d thought. Twenty, maybe twenty-one at the oldest. The contrast between his enormous body, bulging with muscles, and his young, vulnerable face was startling. Somehow, his thick beard only seemed to underscore his youth. He was a study in intriguing contradictions: Big, bold, and dominant while simultaneously innocent, young, and uncertain.

“Who are you?” David asked again, uncomfortable with the way the man was looking at him. He seemed to be devouring him with his gaze.

“My name is Devin Mallory.” He shifted, lowering his gaze and David was momentarily disarmed. “I…I’m sorry. This is really hard for me.”

“It’s Ok.” David didn’t know why he was consoling Devin. “Just tell me what’s going–” He stopped, realizing that Devin was staring at him again. Waving his hand, he prompted, “Uh, hello?” 

Devin shook himself and his piercing blue eyes momentarily locked with David’s. God, he is a beautiful man! David thought. If what he’s saying about Gage is true, I can see why Gage was attracted to him.

“Sorry,” Devin said, pronouncing the word in the funny Canadian way. “You just, I mean, Gage and you…” he paused as his voice broke off and a tear slid down his hairy cheek. “You look so much alike. I wasn’t expecting that. I miss him so much.”

Unbidden, a tear slipped out of David’s eye before he caught himself and wiped it away. Gage’s death was pretty raw for him, too. It hadn’t even been a year ago when the RCMP had notified his family that Gage had been killed in a fire at a research facility near Banff. They had never recovered his body.

“I…I miss him, too. A lot. He was always there for me, even when our parents split up. He went to live with my dad and I stayed with my mom but Gage…” he stopped, realizing he was babbling and his cheeks colored. Something about Devin made him self-conscious and it wasn’t just the way the man stared at him. He looked up, noticed that Devin was listening intently, and smiled. “He was a bit of a show-off, though. And he always had to be the center of attention.”

Devin laughed. It was such a pleasing sound that David felt himself relax. As weird as this whole situation was, it felt good to remember Gage, to talk about him with someone who knew him.

“Yeah, Gage was a peacock. I remember that’s what Dr. Sorenson called him.”

“Dr. Sorenson?”

Devin’s demeanor abruptly changed with this question and he pulled himself up to his full height, all but shouting, “David! You’re in danger! Don’t go on that research trip to Cuba!”

David shrank back, alarmed. WTF? This guy is unhinged! Maybe he really has just escaped from a psychiatric hospital? Do they even have those in Canada? And how does he know about my trip? He tried to retreat but, realizing he was already pressed against the counter, crossed his arms. 

It took supreme effort but he managed to keep his voice calm as he asked, “And why is that? This is a golden opportunity for me. It will be the capstone on my doctoral research!”

Devin shook his shaggy head impatiently. “Deoxy Corp is sponsoring the expedition. Did you know that?”

“Of course,” David said, nodding. “They do important work on climate change. They are one of the most highly regarded corporations out there.”

“Bullshit!” Devin spat vehemently. “They’re monsters! All of them! They killed Gage!”

David shrank away as Devin reared up again. Despite his rising panic, he noticed for the first time that the man’s fingers sported long claws and the tips of his teeth were pointed when he opened his mouth. On top of that, he was wearing really strange leggings. They were voluminous and tattered but, beneath the fabric, he noticed that Devin’s legs appeared to be…well, something about them was not quite right. Who was the monster, he wondered as he cowered in his kitchen, Deoxy Corp or Devin Mallory?

Devin seemed to realize how menacing he was acting then and forced himself to settle down, backing away. “Sorry,” he pronounced again and David’s mouth lifted at the word. He loved how Canadians apologized for everything.

“No sweat, man,” he said, clearing his throat and listening to his pulse pound in his ears. He took a deep breath to steady himself before continuing, “You just have to understand how this all looks from my standpoint. I open my door in the middle of the night in the middle of nowhere and there’s this big man outside who claims to be my deceased brother’s lover. And then he commands me not to go on the research expedition of my dreams because the company backing the trip is allegedly behind my brother’s death. It’s just…a lot to take in.”

Devin hung his head. “I…know. I’m sorry.”

“Stop apologizing! I’m not angry. Just confused.”

“I was, too. Until I saw what Deoxy Corp is capable of doing.”

David held us his hand, stopping him. “Listen, dude. I wanna hear this, I really do, but let’s take a step back from the ledge, Ok? Can I get you some tea?”

Devin’s eyes lit up. “Coffee? Do you have coffee? I haven’t had coffee in over a year!”

Laughing, David turned on the stove. He filled the kettle at the sink as he mused, “Over a year? Where the hell have you been so long without coffee?”

“I…I’ll tell you later,” Devin answered mysteriously, leaning against the stove next to him. David noticed that the dude radiated heat like a furnace. He wondered idly what it would be like to sleep next to him and then shook himself. He’d been away from men for too long!

Realizing that Devin was waiting for him to say something, he looked over at the clock. It was three in the morning. “Dude, how did you find me out here? My own mother doesn’t even know where I am right now.”

Devin looked away. “I…well, it’s better if I don’t tell you.”

Another mysterious answer. Hmmm…what was going on with Devin? Something wasn’t right here. He was intrigued and disturbed at the same time. He glanced over and saw the man was staring at him, that familiar hungry look on his handsome face. Flushing, he looked away.

He didn’t know what came over him then. All he knew is that one moment he was debating his next question and the next he was leaning against Devin, savoring his heat and scent. A low growl built in the back of Devin’s throat and time stopped for a moment as David stared helplessly up at him.

“David, do you know what you’re doing?” Devin was panting, his limpid gaze burning with hunger.

He swallowed. “No,” he answered simply. “No, I don’t.”

Devin enfolded him in his great arms, hugging him tightly. “Well, I do and I can’t do it…”

“What?!”

Devin laughed. “Shhh, don’t interrupt. I have to tell you something first.” He stopped and sighed, adding, “Actually, it’s better if I show you.”

He stepped back and David sagged against the stove, feeling the twin heat of the burner behind him and the furnace of a man in front of him. A funny expression passed across Devin’s face as he looked down at him, his hands poised on the waistband of his funny leggings. The next moment, he pushed them down in one fluid motion and stepped out, kicking them aside.

David gaped.

“No fucking way…” he stammered. “No no no no no…”

Devin had…dog legs.

Dog legs!

But, how–?

Then he saw the long, bushy tail curling up between the big man’s legs and he fainted.

***

“You Ok?”

David’s eye fluttered open. Devin’s face was inches away and he felt puffs of air on his cheeks as the man exhaled. He moaned and rubbed his forehead.

“Yeah, sure. I guess. I mean, as Ok as I can hope to be.” He sighed, feeling the beginning of a headache. The kettle shrilled piercingly on the stove, adding to his discomfort. “What the fuck are you anyway?”

There was a pause. “A wolf hybrid. I am the product of Deoxy Corp’s…research.”

“Of course you are,” David pronounced drolly, rolling his eyes.

“And Gage was, too. Only he was more wolf than I am.”

David propped himself up on his elbows. The kettle’s whining was rattling his nerves and he forced himself into a sitting position before reaching to turn off the burner. The kettle’s whine slowly tapered off.

God, his head was pounding!

“I know this is a lot to take in, David. I’m sorry…”

“Would you fucking stop apologizing?”

“Ok, sor–”

“God, just shut the fuck up and let me think!”

Devin squatted back on his haunches and David’s gaze was inadvertently drawn to the…monster hanging between the monster’s legs. Holy fucking shit! Devin followed his gaze and shifted away, clearly self-conscious. David’s cheeks flamed and he coughed uncomfortably. He had never seen a guy with equipment like that before! It was like a bizarre combination of a human and dog penis. And those huge, pendulous balls…

Shit.

Despite everything, he felt his cock harden in his pajamas. Devin Mallory was one fucking hot, sexy beast!

With difficulty, he stood up and reached for the kettle. His hand never made it.

***

Part 2

“You’re even more handsome than Gage, David.”

“It’s Da-veed,” he corrected, looking down at his naked body with chagrin. “It’s the Spanish pronunciation. My mother was born in Cuba.”

Devin gave him a crooked grin. “Ah, I see. You must get your dark skin from her. Gage was pretty pale. I never would have guessed he was Latino from looking at him. But you…well, you’re a Latin stud.”

David cringed. He had never thought of himself as particularly good looking. He was stocky and thicker around the waist than he’d like. And then there was his big ass…

“And your cock is bigger,” Devin continued, taking obvious relish in making David uncomfortable. “A lot bigger. Better yet, you’re uncut.”

“Er, well, thanks. I guess. I mean, it’s a little weird hearing my penis compared to my brother’s…”

Devin smiled and David shook his head, still feeling like he was hallucinating, that he would wake up in the morning and realize this had all been a strange dream.

Devin was sitting on the edge of his bed, legs spread wide and magnificent cock on full display. It jutted moist and pink out of its furry sheath, pulsing and leaking globs of precum. His huge balls swung lazily, hanging halfway down to the floor. He’d led Devin into the cabin’s spare bedroom from the kitchen, undressing him along the way.

Devin grinned wolfishly up at him, extending his hand. David reached out and allowed the big, mutant stud to draw him closer. As completely bizarre as this whole situation was, he was more turned on than he’d ever been. He shivered as Devin’s calloused hands grazed his tender ass.

“Grrrr, and that ass! God, it’s huge!”

“Oh, thanks. Thanks a lot, Devin. You really know how to make a guy…”

“Shhh, babe. Just let me hold you and marvel at your gorgeous body.”

Devin remained seated on the edge of the bed, pulling David to him and closing his bizarre, hairy legs around him. He sighed and David felt his enormous, slimy cock slide up his belly. It had been had been huge a moment ago but now it swelled to truly prodigious proportions.

“God, you’re so fucking hung! Were you that big before, uh, well, you know…?”

Devin chuckled a little nervously. “I was big before I became a hybrid but my cock got even bigger. And it keeps getting bigger every time I breed…”

David had been nestling his cheek against Devin’s neck but he pulled back at this admission. “You breed? You mean, you’re not gay?”

Another nervous chuckle. Devin turned his head and his luscious, full lips found David’s. They kissed chastely for a moment before David opened his mouth and let Devin’s tongue inside. It was long and thick and…

Devin leaned back on the bed, taking David with him, and soon David was on top of him, allowing Devin’s broad hands to explore his body. They rolled around on top of each other for a long time, mouths merged in a passionate kiss, until David lifted his head. Devin playfully snapped at him and he laughed.

“You never answered my question. What do you mean that your cock grows when you breed?”

Devin’s eye darted to the side. “I…,” he broke off. “Are you sure you want to hear this? It might destroy the mood we’ve got going on here.”

“I’m notoriously curious,” David admitted. “It’s often gotten me in trouble.”

“Kind of like your brother. It was his curiosity that led to his transformation.”

David grimaced at this and Devin lifted his eyebrows. He was about to apologize when David stopped him by putting his lips on his nose and nibbling. Devin’s eyes lit up and he laughed like a little boy. It was such an unguarded and carefree sound that soon David was laughing with him even though he really didn’t know what they were laughing about.

“Oh, how I’ve missed making love to a human!” Devin breathed finally, blue eyes soft. He reached up and smoothed David’s bangs away from his face. “Hybrids and werewolves, well, we tend to be a bit rough…”

“Rough is good,” David started to say but David silenced him with a kiss.

“Yeah, rough is good,” he agreed after they made out for a long time. “But I miss your softness, your gentleness, your…smooth skin. We’re all so hairy!”

“That’s the Latin thing,” David said, looking down at his hairless torso. “Gage took more after my dad’s Scottish side. I inherited my mom’s Afro-Cuban smooth, hairless skin.”

Devin growled contentedly in the back of his throat. “Well, I love it. You’re so beautiful!”

Flushing, David looked away. “Stop…”

“No, I won’t stop.”

With that, he flipped David onto his belly and pressed his huge, slippery cock into the cleft of his ass. Lowering his head, he took a mouthful of David’s hair in his jaws and jerked backward while at the same time ramming his cock into his ass. David gasped as the big thing slid inside of him, almost without resistance…at first. Devin thrust further inside, his giant balls slamming against his taint, and David screamed. The freaky stud’s cock started out narrow but quickly fattened up! He felt like it was going to rip him apart!

“Don’t worry,” Devin gasped, releasing David’s hair.  “The pain will go away quickly. It’s something about my precum. My betas can always accommodate me. And my omegas…well, that’s something else.”

As he said these words, David realized it was true. He could feel his butthole and chute…reorganize…or something. It was the weirdest sensation. Kind of like his bones and sinews and sphincter and, well, everything else were coming apart and then knitting back together almost in the space of a few breaths. By the time Devin thrust inside him again, pushing even deeper, David felt only pleasure and a delicious stretching sensation. 

“Ah, oh, god!” Devin screamed. “Here’s the first orgasm! Get ready for the high!”

With that, he grabbed David’s hair in his jaws again and ground into him. His massive cock swelled even more as he shot a volcanic load of cum inside David’s ass, sending him to the stratosphere of bliss. His head swam with ecstasy and he had to close his eyes because the room had begun to glow in psychedelic colors and his mind was spinning. 

This initial intoxication wore off after a moment and David became aware that all of his senses were heightened. He could hear the sound of a rabbit chewing on the shrubbery on the other side of the cabin. The waves crashing on the distant coast seemed to be breaking next to them. Opening his eyes, he saw that the moonlight filtering through the bedroom window was nearly as bright as the sun and he could count the individual threads in the sheets. He cried out as Devin grunted, grabbing him around the chest and gradually easing up on his thrusting until he was quivering, his cock throbbing fatter and fatter inside of David.

“We’re locked together,” Devin gasped. “We’ll be like this for at least a few hours.”

David’s head lolled and he giggled. “Yeah? Well, I kinda like it.” His body was thrumming with desire and his cock felt like it was going to explode. At the same time, he felt relaxed and at ease and…so in love with Devin he couldn’t stand it.

It didn’t make sense.

How could he be in love with a…guy he’d only just met?

But he was.

And it was delicious.

He never wanted Devin to release him. He wanted to permanently merge with the beast man and become part of him. Inseparable forever.

And he said so.

Devin laughed. “Yeah, I have that effect on my betas. It’s part of the bonding. I don’t think it will last with you because you’re still human. But, well, the others will do anything for me. I almost feel bad sometimes because it’s not like I asked to be alpha.”

“Tell me everything,” David breathed, drunk with pleasure. “I wanna know everything about you.”

After a pause, Devin said, “Ok, but let’s turn you around. I want to look at your handsome face and those eyes…”

It was awkward and it took a long time and a lot of panting but Devin finally managed to turn David’s body around and reorient his limbs so that they were again facing each other. Devin settled his satisfying bulk on top of David and sighed. His massive member continued to pulse pleasingly inside of him, filling him so completely that he’d worried that it was going to twist off while Devin was turning him.

“Don’t ever stop that,” Devin commanded as David lifted his hands and began to knead his hairy ass. On a whim, David took hold of his long, fluffy tail and swished it back and forth, fanning them.

“Look!” he exclaimed. “You come with air conditioning!”

Devin grimaced. “Ha ha. That damned thing is more trouble than it’s worth.”

“Oh, I don’t know. I think it’s kinda sexy. Makes you look really badass.”

“Puh-lease! Badass? I’m a fucking poodle!”

David grinned. “I could trim it for you and make it look like a real poodle tail.”

“You do that and I will sire you into a werewolf.” Sobering, David dropped the tail, causing Devin to laugh. “I’m teasing! I would never do that you!”

David lowered his eyes as he wrapped his arms around the big man’s shoulders, hugging him tightly. “I would become one if you wanted me to.”

“Oh, David! You’re drunk on my hormones or you would never say that. You do not want to become a werewolf. I only do that to people I hate…and need to work for me.”

“Huh?”

Devin sighed, thrusting deeper inside David and making him squeal with delight. “Well, we are gonna be like this until dawn so I might as well tell you. You see, there are hybrids and then there are werewolves. Hybrids like me are half wolf and half human. We don’t change with the full moon, meaning we’re always as magnificent as you see me now.” He smiled, pausing to lean down and kiss David before continuing, “Hybrids can sire werewolves by biting a human. These werewolves are human all month long except for a few days on either side of the full moon. And, as werewolves, they are in the thrall of their hybrid master.”

David was feeling too blissed out to think critically but even so he still had questions. “You…make werewolves to do your bidding?”

Devin nodded, his eyes growing sad. “Yeah, I’m not proud of it but, like I said, I didn’t ask to be a hybrid. That was Deoxy Corp’s doing..and Gage’s but,” he hastened to add, “he didn’t know what he was doing.”

“Gage…made you a hybrid?”

“Yes, but he didn’t mean to. He had been ‘hybridized’ by Dr. Sorenson against his will and then developed amnesia. He infected me when we, er, well, when we were intimate and I began to change along with him.” Devin hung his head for a moment before lifting it again. His eyes were burning when he stared back at David. “I would have become one hundred percent wolf if they hadn’t killed Gage. Every time we, um, you know, did it, I changed a bit more. When they killed him, I stopped changing. Gage was nearly completed transformed by then.”

David shivered despite Devin’s burning warmth. “That’s terrible! I had no idea about any of this!”

“And you wouldn’t have if Deoxy Corp had succeeded in killing off all of us hybrids. Fortunately, three of us survived and we’ve been busy making sure that Deoxy Corp’s crimes are exposed!” 

As Devin became more worked up, his eyes began to glow with red fire and David shrank back from him in fear. He was stuck to the big mutant, though, and there was only so far he could move.

“You can’t go on that expedition, David!” he commanded, all but yelling now. “My werewolf thralls working for Deoxy Corp tell me that they planning something horrendous. No one on that crew is safe!”

“Hey, stop!” David pleaded. “You’re hurting me!” Devin, lost in the heat of passion, had begun to pull back and his bulbous, swollen cock tore at David’s insides. 

Devin’s gaze refocused and the fire in his eyes dimmed as he looked down at David, chagrined. He immediately relaxed and pushed deeper inside of him again. “Oh, sorry–”

“There you go again!” David sighed, rolling his eyes. “Just don’t get excited like that again. I’m rather attached to having a functioning butthole. We can talk about Deoxy Corp more later. Right now, I want to hear more about you.”

Devin lowered himself down again and guided David’s hands back to his ass. David dug his fingers into the dense fur back there until they tickled the big stud’s clenched butthole.

“Hey! What are you doing?” Devin demanded in mock seriousness. “That’s off limits!”

“Nothing about you if off limits,” David corrected. “As soon as we pull apart, I am going to fuck you so you might as well get used to it.” He gently inserted his forefinger inside the muscle beast’s hole and probed around. Devin growled in pleasure, working his butt up and down and relaxing his hole to take more of David’s finger.

A strange, musky aroma filled the room then and David inhaled deeply. It was almost as intoxicating as having Devin’s cum shoot inside of him.

“What is that?” he wondered aloud, mouth watering. “Is that coming from you?”

Devin’s expression was priceless. His mouth contorted into a hangdog grin as he raised his eyes to the ceiling in embarrassment. “Oh, well, that’s…”

“What?” David pressed. “That’s what?” He felt like he was going pass out, the smell was so rich, dense, animal…

Devin’s cheeks flamed red and when he spoke his voice was so low that David had to strain to hear his words. “That’s my anal glands, dude,” he stammered. “You’re stimulating them with you finger and they’re releasing my scent.”

“Oh.” David abruptly removed his finger from Devin’s ass. A moment later, he burst out laughing.

“I am half wolf, dude! What did you expect?” Devin sounded injured and David was surprised to see that his lower lip was quivering. “I got everything they got down there and more.” 

David couldn’t resist raising his finger to his nose and inhaling deeply, making a big show of relishing the scent clinging to his skin. He exhaled loudly, saying, “It’s a fine perfume. You should bottle it. Like civet from werewolves!”

Devin’s face went scarlet and he bared his teeth. “Fuck you! I am not a werewolf and I am not going to let anyone bottle my anal secretions for perfume!”

When David laughed again, Devin pouted for a few seconds before a slow grin spread across his beautiful face. “Oh,” he said sheepishly. “You were just teasing. I see. I’ve been…away from humans for too long. I forget how it used to be.”

He sagged down as David raised his hand to his bearded cheek before lifting his mouth to kiss him gently on the lips. Devin responded by pulsing his giant cock, sending waves of pleasure throughout his body.

David moaned, feeling lights explode inside his head. His eyes rolled back in his head and he panted to catch his breath. Holy shit, he had no idea that butt sex could be this blissful! He had to struggle for a few moments before he could find his voice again.

“I’m sorry, Devin,” he said finally. “I wish I could help.”

A single tear rolled down the big man’s cheek before he wiped it away with the back of his hand. Deviin was silent for a long time as he fought to master his emotions. Finally, he murmured, “I miss being human. And I miss Gage. And I wish…” His voice broke off into a sob.

“It’s Ok. I miss Gage, too. And I wish that you could…”

“Stop! Don’t say it!” Devin’s deep voice cracked and he turned his head away but not before David saw that his handsome features were contorted with agony. “This was a bad idea. I shouldn’t have come here.”

“Well, too late now, big guy,” David remarked drily. “We’re sort of stuck together.” He laughed and Devin turned back, eyes moist. The corner of David’s mouth lifted as he offered, “We have the weekend at least. I don’t leave for Miami until Monday.”

Devin’s eyes narrowed. “So, you’re still gonna go, huh? You’re making a mistake.”

“Yes, I am going to go but I am glad you warned me. I will be very careful and…”

“And what?”

“I have family on the island and a certain hybrid looking after me…”

Devin’s face softened as several different emotions crossed his face at once. Tenderness won out in the end and he sighed, lowering himself onto David and parting his lips. They locked mouths as Devin’s knot throbbed inside David’s ass and soon they were writhing together in the embrace of passion.

***

Part 3

Devin came inside him more than five times before his knot finally relaxed and they were able to pull apart. By then, it was nearly dawn and David was exhausted but happy. He fell asleep cradled in the huge beast’s arms, delighted to be the ‘little spoon’ to such a gorgeous monster. The last thing he remembered before drifting off was Devin licking the sweat off the back of his neck with his long, wet tongue.

He sneezed himself awake and sat up in bed, rubbing his nose and blinking. The sheets were covered in…dog hair? He sneezed again, remembering that he was allergic to pet dander and smiled despite his itchy nose. Sleeping with Devin was like having a dog in his bed. David laughed to himself, determined to tease the big beast about this later.

And speaking of the hairy brute, where was he?

The bed was empty and David felt a pang of apprehension as he reached out and touched the blankets, still warm from Devin’s body. Had he left? He pushed himself up and leaned against the cold metal headboard. The cabin was pretty basic and lacked more than the essential amenities but it was cozy and…warm.

He smiled, feeling his worry evaporate; Devin had stoked the fire in the woodstove. And there was the aroma of coffee wafting through the air. His smile broadened. Devin hadn’t left after all…

Placing his feet on the floor, he pushed himself up and then staggered, windmilling his arms to catch his balance. That was weird, he thought, as he stood there feeling like something wasn’t quite right. He stretched and yawned, sensing into his body. Even though he’d only slept a few hours, he was refreshed and full of energy and he wasn’t sore…down there… like he’d expected, especially after being stretched beyond capacity by Devin’s extreme appendage.

Smiling to himself, he shook his head. He was just feeling extra good. That was all. Nothing wrong with that!

His stomach growled. He was so hungry! Last night’s acrobatics had really helped him work up an appetite! He started to stride confidently toward the kitchen but managed to only take a couple of steps before he stopped short.

What the fuck?

Swallowing, he looked down his naked torso. Wait, was I that hairy before? David only had a little patch of pubic hair but this morning it seemed denser and…like it had spread outward and upward, creeping almost up to his belly button. He reached down and scratched himself thoughtfully.

It was probably just his imagination.

His cock started to stand up from all of the attention and he took it in his hand, jacking himself. A shiver ran down his back and he threw his head back, savoring the delicious sensations coursing through his body. Sex with Devin had awakened something in him, something sensual, carnal, and hungry.

He liked it.

He was just about ready to shoot when he noticed something else and abruptly stopped.

Were his hips different?

And what was up with his stomach?

All thoughts of getting off evaporated as he paced over to the mirror next to his bed. Moving his body, walking, the way his legs worked, his innate feeling of his center gravity, all of it was off and it took more concentration than it should have to take the three steps necessary to stand in front of the mirror.

Holy fucking shit!

No way!

His face broke into a big, silly grin when he saw that he sported a six pack for the first time in his life. His older brother, Gage, had always been the jock, the studly one, the guy who got all of the attention.

But now….

Now David had abs!

He tightened his stomach and smiled at the way the muscles popped under his lustrous, dark skin. It was incredible! How had it happened? How could his body have changed overnight?

Devin?

The hybrid had said that he had changed physically as a result of ‘mating’ with Gage and being infected with whatever the scientists at Deoxy Corp had injected into him. Maybe being locked together and pumped full of his seed (for hours on end) had done something, changed him in some way? It was possible even if it did sound like science fiction.

David struck a beefcake pose and laughed, amazed how narrow his waist was now that all of the fat was gone. He was a fucking stud!

He was turning to resume his jackoff session when he noticed something else and froze.

Wait.

What?

No fucking way!

His good mood evaporated as he turned around and looked over his shoulder at his backside.

His ass, already big and beefy, was now a protruding man ass without equal. He gaped at it, feeling his cheeks color. Christ, it was huge! And to make matters worse, his newly narrowed waist only served to accentuate how big his ass was. His (very hairy) butt cheeks jiggled behind him salaciously, both muscular and chunky at the same time. He didn’t quite have the classic ‘high and mighty’ ass of a black dude but it was close. His ass was an unholy combination of a black guy’s and really big, Latino culazo.

Fucking hell!

This fucking sucked.

Hands shaking and ears going red, he reached back and cupped his mutant ass in his hands and grimaced. Fuck, it felt even bigger than it looked! He dropped his cheeks and gritted his teeth as he felt them sway back and forth. Back and forth. Back and forth. Christ, how could this get any worse?

Suddenly, he was gripped by an awful thought: How would he squeeze his ass into his jeans? Fuck, it was so big now! He was leaving to fly back to the States on Monday morning and only had three pair of pants. What if they no longer fit?

Panicked, he lunged over to his dresser and pulled out the first pair of jeans he could find, mindful of the horrible way his newly enhanced buttocks moved and wiggled and swayed on their own volition. His ass was like a fucking balloon or, worse, a tumor back there.

Shit, he’d been self-conscious enough about his big ass before. Now, he wouldn’t be able to go anywhere without being the center of attention.

Fuck, fuck, fuck!

Trying desperately to maintain his balance, he unfurled the jeans and jammed his foot through the pant leg. After sticking his other foot through, he jumped up and down as he tried to pull them up over his butt. His huge ass flopped around like a sack of flour behind him the whole time but, try as he might, he couldn’t get his pants over it.

Finally, he gave up and sagged down on his bed, uncomfortably aware of the new cushioning underneath him.

Fucking Devin! I’m gonna fucking kill him for this! The fucking werewolf had turned him into a mutant butt freak. He held his head in his hands and groaned. What the fuck was he going to do?

***

After sulking for a good half hour, David’s hunger got the better of him and he forced himself off the bed and onto his feet. He gritted his teeth as he placed one foot in front of the other, feeling his ass waggling behind him. He was glad that the cabin was so warm from Devin stoking the woodstove because pants were out of the question for him now. He didn’t even have a pair of sweatpants or shorts with him that he could try to squeeze into.

Fucking great! Now I’m a total ass freak! How the fuck will I ever be able to get up in front of a group of researchers and be taken seriously? Shit, all they’re gonna see is my huge ass! I’ll be laughed off the stage! And what if I ever have to teach a class? Oh, fuck fuck fuck! I’m gonna fucking kill you, Devin!

He cringed, realizing that this must be how large-breasted women felt all the time. God, he thought, what did I do to deserve this? He hung his head as he plodded naked into the kitchen, feeling like his life was complete shit.

The blood on the kitchen floor made him stop short and he jumped (his ass jumped, too, just not as high.)

Two dead rabbits were lying in front of him.

Next to them were a brace of what he guessed must be ptarmigan, their necks broken and delicate plumage in tatters.

It took him a moment to catch his breath but when he did, he laughed despite his, ahem, foul mood. This was clearly meant to be breakfast. Devin had been busy hunting! He shook his head, chiding himself for being so jumpy and feeling his heart warm toward the huge beast of a man, his fury slowly abating as the stirrings of love took their place.

Devin couldn’t have known that his semen would do this to him. He’d admitted that he hadn’t been with a human since before his transformation. So, it really wasn’t his fault. Yeah, it was really sucked but he couldn’t hold it against the wolf man. Well, he could but what good would it do? Maybe Devin would know of some way to reverse it? That would be nice. And selfishly he hoped that he’d be able to keep his new rock hard abs and narrow waist…

His stomach growled loudly and he sighed, rummaging through the kitchen drawers. Where was that bowie knife? It had surprised him when he’d discovered the big blade after moving in but now he realized that such a knife was essential kitchenware here in the frozen north.

He lit the stove before he gutted, cleaned, and prepared the animals for roasting, studiously avoiding all thoughts of his prominent backside. He was bending over the open oven, poking the rabbit with a fork, mouth watering at the delicious juices and savoring the rich aroma, when he felt something cold press into the cleft of his bare butt. He jumped, startled, and would have pitched headlong into the stove if Devin hadn’t caught him.

“Oops! I didn’t mean to scare you,” the beast man said, straightening up quickly. “Your ass smelled so good that I couldn’t help myself!”

David flushed and then sneezed, holding his face in his hands. “You really are just like a dog, aren’t you?”

Devin stuck his tongue out and panted, eyes wide and eager. David laughed, unable to resist reaching up and mussing his lover’s unruly hair. He had to stifle another sneeze and made a mental note to take his allergy medication ASAP.

“It’s that ass of yours,” Devin explained, reaching back to cup his cheeks in his big hands as he drew David against him. “You and Gage were blessed! He was a little less eager than you are, though. I had to…coax him quite a bit before he’d let me fuck him. When I finally gained entry…Damn! He was a live one!”

“Ok, can we not talk about my brother’s ass or you fucking it?” David said, grimacing. “Definitely not hot.” Devin gave him a look of such pure innocence that David melted. Remembering his bigger ass, though, his good will dissipated and he held his hand up between them, demanding, “And you know what else isn’t hot? My huge ass! What the fuck did your cum do to me? I’m a fucking freak!”

Devin’s face went blank. “My cum…?”

David turned around, presenting his backside to Devin for inspection. He glowered at his lover over his shoulder as he pronounced, “I can’t fit into any of my jeans, dude! What the fuck am I going to do?”

There was a stunned silence, then, “Whoa, you’re just like the omegas…” Devin started to say before he stopped himself.

“What was that?” David demanded, unable to keep his anger from flaring up again.

Devin’s face went white and then rosy as his cheeks colored. Tentatively, he reached his great hands out and cupped David’s butt cheeks. David shivered in spite of himself. “You’re right,” Devin said haltingly. “Your ass is bigger. Shit, it’s even bigger than Gage’s now. And so fucking hot I could fuck it right now!”

He started to press himself against him but David pulled away, shouting, “No fucking way! If I let you at me again, I’ll only be able to wear tailored pants. Shit, I’m not even sure I can find normal pants that will fit me as it is!”

“Oh, come on, babe,” Devin coaxed. “It’s not that big. And there are worse things than having a killer booty. Besides, you offered to top me last night. Maybe the effects will reverse when you fuck me?” He batted his baby blue eyes seductively, adding, “You know that I haven’t been fucked since Gage…”

David made a face. “There you go talking about fucking Gage again! What is wrong with you?”

“David, stop pretending to be so pure!” Devin pressed. “You’re telling me that you and Gage never, well, you know, messed around? Even a little bit?” 

David’s cheeks flamed and he sneezed, on purpose this time in the hope it would distract Devin. It was too late, though. The wolf man chortled loudly, exclaiming, “You did! You did mess around with him, didn’t you?”

“Fuck you, Devin! I’m not telling you anything. Gage was never that interested in guys…”

“But he was really into himself and loved to be admired,” Devin finished for him. “He couldn’t resist having an adorable younger brother to worship his body…” He reached out and hauled David in for a hug, nuzzling his ear.

Mortified, David tried to pull away but Devin held him tightly. Finally, realizing that he was caught, he muttered, “Well, that’s close enough. And nice way to change the subject. We were talking about what you did my ass.”

“Mmmm, yeah,” Devin murmured, face buried against his neck and hands kneading his big, soft ass cheeks. “About that amazing ass, let’s stop talking and do something about it…”

Panting with desire and from being held so closely (the wolf man’s body was a veritable furnace – no wonder he didn’t need to wear clothes in the winter!), David managed to pull away slightly. “Um, yeah, I want that, too. Believe me, I want that! But first let’s eat and talk about something else. Like you. Where were you this morning?” He gazed up into Devin’s soulful eyes and felt his heart flutter.  “And can I look at you? I mean, really look at you. I was…too preoccupied last night and we were a little, well, you know.”

It was Devin’s turn to color and he looked away, protesting, “But I’m so ugly! I’m a monster!”

David rubbed his itchy nose before saying sincerely, “You are the most beautiful man I’ve ever seen, Devin. I mean that. Even if you did just curse me with the world’s biggest butt.”

Devin shot him a sour look but his face softened after a moment. Very slowly, he let his hands slide down David’s body before they fell to his sides. When he stepped back, David noticed that his bizarre, red cock had slid out of its sheath and was pointing jauntily at the ceiling. He swallowed and realized his own cock was flying at more than half mast. Devin was so fucking hot!

“Your legs are…” his voice trailed off as he reached out and caressed Devin’s flank. His mutant wolf legs were wide and sturdy and covered in thick, yellowish hair tipped with black. (The very same hair that now carpeted his bed covers.) The bizarre legs curved elegantly backward before reversing direction to end in broad paws that were as big around as dinner plates and sported huge, sharp claws. Taking it all in, David realized that the hybrid’s legs were responsible for most of Devin’s stupendous height. His waist was level with David’s sternum! 

And then there were his balls.

“Christ!” David exclaimed. “Don’t those things get in the way when you run? They’re hanging almost down to your knees, or whatever you call knees on a wolf.”

Devin rolled his eyes upward, abashed. “You really are intent on humiliating me, aren’t you? I had no idea you were so cruel.”

David laughed, motioning down at his own erection as he teased, “Oh, shut up! Look at me. You’ve got me totally boned up here!” His glans head was poking out of his dark foreskin, something that only happened when he was really turned on. It was probably just the effect of all the dense black hair he’d sprouted down there, but his cock looked even bigger than usual.

Devin’s tail swished back and forth, telegraphing his annoyance eloquently as he replied, “Yeah, you’re a kinky bastard alright. I’m so glad I found a guy with a wolf fetish.”

Reaching out, David took his ball sac in his hands and rolled the creature’s mutant testicles around, amazed by their heft. The dude’s nuts were the size of large apples and weighed more than a couple of small medicine balls! Even weirder, the skin of Devin’s nutsac was dark, almost black, and completely smooth.

Despite pretending to be annoyed, Devin moaned. When David looked up, the big brute’s head was thrown back and his mouth was open, exposing his brilliantly white, sharp teeth.

“Don’t they hurt when you run?” David repeated. “Do you have a special ‘wolf jock’ or something?”

“Ungh, ahhhhh, ummmm, mmmmm.”

“Is that a yes?”

With great effort, Devin mastered himself and reached down to stay David’s hands. He clasped his fingers in his huge paws, squeezing gently before saying, “No, I don’t need clothes. My nuts pull up in my sac when I’m running around. I do worry that someday they’ll get too big, though. Like my cock, they grow after I breed with one of my omegas.”

David’s eyebrows lifted. “Yeah, you mentioned breeding last night. Are omegas female hybrids?”

“No, well, not exactly,” Devin replied, shifting uncomfortably.

David didn’t know whether to be relieved or confused by this answer. He decided he was both. “Are you going to tell me what they are and how you breed?”

“Can we eat breakfast first?” Devin demanded, exasperated. “Or fuck or something? You’ve got me going here and talking about omegas and breeding is not, well, it’s not very appetizing or erotic.”

“How about if we eat breakfast and you explain omegas?” David offered. “Then we’ll fuck like, ahem, puppies.”

Devin raised an eyebrow at this but relutantly agreed. He sat down at the little kitchen table, his bushy tail sticking through the back of the chair behind him. His legs were so long that they pressed up against the table, lifting it several inches off the floor. David laughed and swatted at him until he lowered them. The table settled safely down before the plates slipped off.

Devin was an appreciative guest, gulping down both of the ptarmigan and most of a rabbit before David had a chance to take a bite. The big man lapped at his empty plate, licking it clean, as David shook his head.

“I’ll catch a deer for dinner,” he joked when he saw David’s amused expression.

“Hmmm, that would be nice. I love venison.” David cleared his throat as he took a forkful of rabbit and nibbled on it delicately. “Now about those omegas…”

“Yeah, right. Can I get some more coffee first? I’ll need a good hit of something strong before I can talk about this.”

David nodded toward the pot on the stove. “Help yourself. And I’m all ears.”

Devin made a big production out of slopping the coffee into a quart mason jar he pulled out of the back of a cupboard. He sat back down at the table and guzzled it down, carefully avoiding eye contact with David.

“Omegas were werewolves once,” he said simply.

“Once? What do you mean?”

“You remember that I told you that hybrids can sire a werewolf by biting a human?”

David nodded, intrigued. This was all so strange and, well, science-fictiony to him.

“I’ve only turned humans into werewolves when it was absolutely necessary,” Devin explained in a low voice. “My betas, Diego and Jax, they have been somewhat less, uh, judicious. They’re pretty bitter about what Deoxy Corp did to them. The corporation turned a bunch of their friends into wolves, you see, and most of them were killed by mercenaries hired by the company to do away with them.”

“I still can’t believe we’re talking about the same company,” David said, shaking his head. “Deoxy Corp’s new CEO contacted me directly to ask me to go on this expedition to Cuba. She said all the right things. Seems like a woman who really knows her science and wants to do whatever she can to help mitigate the effects of global warming.”

Devin’s eyes narrowed at this but he didn’t comment. “Between me and my two betas, we’ve sired maybe a hundred werewolves over the past year. Most of them work for the company and we’re using them to help us gather information on the real research that is going on there. The stuff you don’t read about online or in the press releases.”

“I don’t see how this…”

“Hold on!” Devin said heatedly. “Let me explain!” He waited a moment, making sure that David wasn’t going to interrupt him again before continuing. “Being a werewolf is not fun. And it gets worse over time. After a few months, they can’t control their urges and either go insane or go rogue. The only way to control them is to turn them into an omega…or kill them with silver.” He shuddered, unconsciously holding himself around the shoulders.

David’s mind was spinning as he tried to comprehend what Devin was telling him and he reached across the table to clasp the big man’s bicep. Devin gave him a wan smile but his gaze was unfocused. David had to lean forward to hear him when he spoke. 

“All werewolves are male. We’ve tried to sire women but they just, well, die.”

“What? You’ve killed women!”

“David,” Devin said matter of factly, “I’ve killed more than fifty people and, yes, some of them have been women. You have to understand that I never kill anyone without good reason. I may look like a monster but I do not act like one.”

David was beginning to understand why Devin had been so reluctant to talk about this. His gaze dropped down to his plate and the cold rabbit leg lying on it and he blanched. Somehow, he didn’t feel quite as hungry as he had a moment ago.

“Anyway, you wanted to know what an omega was and I’m telling you. Do you still think you want to hear the rest?”

David nodded, his heart pounding. Did he want to know?

Devin’s gave him a haunted look as he placed his elbows on the table and folded his head between his arms. “As the alpha, only I can make a werewolf into an omega,” he said in a muffled voice. “I do…things…to them and they become like a hybrid, no longer chained to the cycles of the moon, transforming into a mindless beast. They regain some of their humanity in the process.”

“That’s…good. Isn’t it?”

“Good?” Devin grunted, lifting his head for a moment. “Well, they lose their genitals as a result. And develop new ones. They are still male. Definitely male. Just…capable of carrying my litters.”

David’s mouth was hanging open. He closed it with a snap, inadvertently biting his tongue. He tasted blood and was about to wipe his mouth with a napkin when he noticed Devin was staring at him adroitly, head raised and eyes on fire. He sniffed the air and leaned across the table, grabbing it with his big hands.

“Your blood,” the beast was saying as David pushed himself away from the table, alarmed. “Your blood smells really, really good.”

“Devin…” 

The huge man shook his head then, clearing it. When he met David’s gaze again, he looked embarrassed. “Sorry, I almost made you into a werewolf right there. I go a little crazy when I smell blood.”

David sank down in his chair, feeling overwhelmed and more than a little scared. The erotically charged atmosphere of moments ago had completely disintegrated, replaced by one of fear and dread. What the fuck have I gotten myself into? He wondered, feeling a trickle of sweat slide down his back.

Hands shaking, he decided to get the conversation back on track. “How many litters have you sired?” he asked. “And what do your babies look like?”

Devin’s shoulders relaxed at the question and a flicker of pride crossed his face. “I’ve got twenty one pups now. My most trusted omegas take care of them. I stop by and see them pretty often. They’re all male and are hybrids like me.”

David’s eyes went round. “You’ve sired twenty one pups in one year? Holy shit! You are just like a wolf! Shit, at that rate, the whole planet is going to be crawling with hybrids in a few years!”

“If we survive long enough,” Devin said darkly. “Deoxy Corp knows about us now and is pouring a lot of money into hunting us down. They know what will happen if word gets out that they are responsible for creating an ‘infestation’ of human/wolf hybrids. It will get ugly fast.” 

He stopped then and shook himself, gaze refocusing on David. A radiant smile creased his face as he extended his hand, beckoning him with his fingers. David stared at it, noting the long claws, the thick callouses, the many little scars. After only a slight hesitation, he folded his much smaller, much more slender fingers in the great beast’s palm. Devin’s hand was hot, rough, and manly.

“How about if you come over here and sit on my lap?” The hybrid’s voice was deep, rich, and thick with desire.

Drawing on sources of restraint that he didn’t know he possessed, David managed to resist Devin’s invitation. There was still one thing he wanted to know.

“A few minutes ago when you saw my ass for the first time, you said that I was just like one of the omegas. Does that mean…?”

“Did I say that?” Devin asked, looking away evasively.

Davin fixed him with a cold stare. “You did.”

“Oh, well, I guess maybe I did.”

“Come on, Devin,” David demanded, heart thumping. “Tell it to me straight: Is your cum turning me into an omega?”

Reacting as if stung, Devin straightened up in his chair and exclaimed, “No! Hell, no! You’re not going to turn into an omega and your cock isn’t going to fall off.”

“Fall off?” David crossed his legs unconsciously, a wave of terror passing through him at the thought of losing his precious manhood.

“Well, they don’t really fall off, just sort of get, you know, absorbed into the body…” his voice trailed off as David’s face went white.

“That’s…that’s…fuck! That’s awful!”

Devin gave him a sheepish look, an incongruous expression on his lupine features. “Well, it’s better than dying. And, besides, they seem to be happy with the change. I’m their alpha after all and they will do anything to serve me.”

“How nice for you,” David said, voice thick with sarcasm.

Devin flashed him a quick grin. “That’s why I know you’re not turning into an omega: You still have free will and a gorgeous cock.”

He got up then and with difficulty extricated himself and his long tail from the chair. David watched him mesmerized, still unable to believe he was seeing a real human-wolf hybrid. Devin came to stand before him and extended his hand, entreating David with his clawed fingers.

“Come with me, David,” he said as he fixed him with his seductive gaze. “I’ve an idea on how to get a handle on your butt growth…and get my hole pounded at the same time.”

David’s cock pulsed at this suggestion and he almost forgot about taking his allergy pill. At the last moment, though, he held up his hand, saying, “Ok, but I have to make a stop first. Your doggy hair is triggering my allergies!”

***

“Oh no, you don’t!” David warned as Devin grabbed his throbbing cock and started jacking him. He pulled away from the beast man and dodged away as Devin made a lunge for his cock.

“Come on, babe!” Devin pleaded. “I can’t keep my hands off of you!”

“We’re gonna take this slow and do it my way,” David pronounced, placing his hands on his hips and ignoring the hungry look Devin cast at his bobbing erection. “Got it?”

Devin looked like he was about to pounce on him but at the last moment, he shook himself and gave David an apologetic grin. “Yeah, Ok. Whatever you want, babe, as long as I get that fat, juicy tool up my hole.”

Ignoring the heat creeping up his neck, David continued, “Good. Now let’s make love like grownups this time, Ok?” Devin nodded, his long tongue hanging out of his mouth and an expression of delirious pleasure on his handsome face.

David favored him with a small smile before leading him by the hand past the still hot woodstove and into the bedroom. “Grownups take their time,” he said. “Now get on the bed, you sexy beast!”

Devin obliged, dropping down on all fours and arching his back. David had to steady himself on the dresser because the view that the wolf man presented him was stunning: His enormous, pendulous balls dangled heavy and ripe between his furry haunches and his spectacularly fuzzy tail was raised like a flag, curling almost back to his back.

“Oh, man,” he breathed, feeling weak. “What could be hotter?”

In answer, Devin arched his back further and David felt his mouth go dry as he glimpsed the beast’s pucker. It was nearly eclipsed by all that sexy fur but…shit, that was a hole! Devin watched him, smirking proudly, as he waggled his hind end, causing his balls to jiggle alluringly.

“Like my hairy hole, dude?” he teased. “Well, just wait til you fuck it!”

David laughed. “Fuck it? Just hold on! I plan to give it a good tonguing first!”

With that, he jumped on the bed and pulled back Devin’s tail with one hand while smoothing the hair away from his hole with the other. Devin’s pucker was dark brown and moist and, Christ!, it was clenching and unclenching in front of him, all but begging him to lick it.

He didn’t wait for an engraved invitation.

He immediately got to work, giving the sexy beast’s hole a licking he would never forget. Devin was an appreciative and vocal recipient, throwing his head back and howling as David probed every tender fold of his butthole with his tongue.

It took him a while to notice but gradually he realized the more he licked, the more swollen the beast man’s pucker became. Soon, it was unmistakably puffy. David pulled back before pushing on it tentatively with his tongue.

“Dude, your hole…” he began but Devin cut him off.

“Yes, I know! I know! I told you about my anal glands last night.” His voice was muffled against the pillows but he perturbed. “They fill up when I get aroused.”

“Oh, yeah,” David murmured, reaching up to pull a few long hairs off his tongue. “Your anal glands, right.” He’d forgotten about those!

Devin reacted to his hesitant reply by sitting up and covering his hole with his big hands. “Maybe it’s better if we don’t do this,” he growled, swishing his fluffy tail in annoyance.

“Dude! What the fuck?” David protested. “I love your anal glands! Shit, your smell is fucking amazing!”

Devin searched his face with his clear blue eyes, trying to figure out if David was being sincere. David nodded, expression guileless. Finally, the wolfman sighed, relenting. His hands fell away from his furry butt as he muttered, “God, you are a weirdo. What is wrong with you?”

“I can’t help it if I find everything about you sexy.” He reached down and grabbed Devin’s enormous balls in his hands and squeezed. “Now, can I get back to business? I was really getting into licking your hole!”

Devin let out a extended grunt that came out almost like a purr as he complied, settling back down on his hands and obediently sticking his butt up in the air.

***

Devin’s ass glands had an unexpected perk. 

David worked his beastman lover into a feverish frenzy, tormenting him with his tongue until he whimpered like a little puppy, pleading for more. At that precise moment, David pulled back and inserted his index finger into the hybrid’s swollen pucker. He probed around in that hot hole for a few seconds before he felt something slippery coating his skin.

It was oil from Devin’s glands.

He extracted his finger and held it up to his nose, inhaling deeply. Shit, that musky odor was so fucking sexy! It quickly drove David crazy with lust and, working on sudden inspiration, he slicked his shaft with the tantalizing oil.

The result blew his mind.

The secretion instantly was absorbed through his tender skin, pouring into his bloodstream and exploding through his body like a mainlined drug as he was rocked by a thermonuclear blast of pure pleasure. A red tidal waved rolled up from his crotch toward his head and he blacked out, waking up a few minutes later on the verge of ecstatic tears to find that Devin had somehow spun around and they were face to face as David plowed his hole.

“HOLY FUCK!” he shouted, eyes rolling back in his head and sweat pouring down his torso. “What the fuck are you doing down there? It’s…It’s…It’s…ahhhhhh….FUCK!”

In response, Devin wrapped his mutant legs around David’s hips and pulled him deeper inside him, digging his claws into his back and devouring his mouth in a passionate kiss.

David wailed away at him like that for a long time, his arousal building to an almost intolerable level but he was still nowhere close to cumming. In a far off corner of his mind, he realized his beast lover’s anal secretions must simultaneously increase arousal while delaying orgasm. In truth, though, he was too far gone to even care. All he knew was that his cock loved fucking Devin’s hot hole and he wasn’t about to stop.

Finally, as his thrusts built to a violent climax, David exploded inside Devin. He lifted his head and joined his lover in baying exuberantly at the top of his lungs. His whole body was vibrating as he collapsed on top of Devin.

He lay there for a while, trembling and moaning in the afterglow of orgasm, before he realized that he was still hard and Devin was holding his member in a viselike grip down there. Tentatively, he attempted to pull out but he couldn’t budge.

He was stuck.

His throbbing organ felt like it was glued there, inseparable from his beastman’s fiery hole.

Devin lapped a trail of sweat of his face with his long tongue, clearly amused by David’s confusion. “We’re stuck together again, dude. I forgot to tell you that we hybrids knot together regardless of whether we’re on top or bottom.”

“God, really?” David breathed, feeling both turned on and exhausted in equal measure. “You’re fucking amazing! How long will we be like this?”

“A few hours at least,” Devin answered apologetically. “Or until I cum another six times, whichever comes first.”

“Six times!” David exclaimed, feeling his pulse quicken at the thought. “Well, let’s get going!”

***

“I thought you said my butt would shrink after I fucked you.”

They had just taken a leisurely shower after being knotted together for several hours. David was trimming Devin’s beard and shaggy hair, trying to make the beastman a little more presentable. It was clear he hadn’t shaved or had a haircut since his transformation over a year ago.

Devin tensed. “I said it might shrink. I didn’t promise anything. Besides, it looks a little less…plump to me.”

David lifted the curls hanging over his lover’s right ear and almost dropped the scissors when he saw Devin’s ears. “Holy shit!” he yelped, momentarily forgetting about his huge ass. “You have pointy ears!”

“Yes, I am half wolf, you may recall,” Devin replied drolly. “The human and lupine traits are not evenly divided. I also have pointed teeth and a certain hunger for raw flesh.” He laughed and reached around to draw David to him, taking the scissors out of his hand and placing them on the sink. They shared a tender embrace for a long time before Devin pulled back. His eyes were bright and a contented smile spread across his face as he sighed, “You are too good to be true, David! Even if you still insist on going on that expedition to Cuba, I’m glad I found you.”

David pressed his face into Devin’s shoulder and inhaled his rich, animal scent. “I am…glad, too. Very glad. I still feel like this is all some strange dream but I’m so happy. Very happy.”

“I haven’t been this happy since before…” Devin started to say but David stopped him by pushing up on his tiptoes and sealing his mouth with a kiss.

***

Devin disappeared after David groomed him and reappeared at the front door an hour later holding a large pair of canvas pants. David’s brow furrowed as he offered them to him wordlessly.

“Where did…?” he started to ask but Devin held up his hand, silencing him.

“Just take ‘em and put ‘em on. I think they’ll fit.”

They did. Just barely. 

The wolfman howled lasciviously when David stepped out of the bedroom wearing them, the coarse fabric pulled tightly across his swollen buttocks.

“Fuck!” Devin crowed. “You look hotter than ever! I think I need to fuck that ass again!”

David planted his butt against the wall defensively, all but shouting, “No! You’re not getting anywhere near my ass again! I don’t know how I’ll ever be taken seriously again with a butt this big as it is!”

Devin’s face fell but a moment later he laughed. David scowled at first but soon found himself joining in. Devin was just so fucking sexy, he couldn’t resist his charms. Still laughing, he turned around and let his lover caress his voluptuous ass.

Devin massaged it reverently for a long time before he stopped himself, saying, “As much as I want to tear these off of you, I got them for a reason: I want you to meet my betas, Diego and Jax. They’re outside keeping watch.”

David’s mouth fell open. “What? They’ve been outside all this time and you didn’t invite them in? They must be freezing!”

“They’re hybrids. They don’t get cold,” Devin answered with a shrug. “Besides, if they were in here while we were mating–”

“Making love,” David interrupted, correcting him.

“Sorry! I mean making love,” Devin added hastily, looking down before continuing. “If they had been here, they would have participated. It’s pack rules.” David felt his butt clench involuntarily at this and Devin laughed at his pained expression. “Yeah, I see you get what I’m saying. It was better like this, believe me. Now, come on. I can’t wait for you to meet them!”

***

The sun was setting as they emerged from the cabin, tinging the trees and snow crimson. A chill wind blew off the coast, piercing through the spruce trees that surrounded the little dwelling. Devin cavorted naked in the snow, jumping and leaping, his face transfigured with a joy so wild and free that it almost brought tears to David’s eyes. When the wolfman picked up a stick in his jaws and pranced over to drop it at his feet, he laughed loudly.

Devin gave him a lopsided grin. “Come on, man! Throw it! Throw it! I never get tired of a good game of fetch!”

David threw it, shaking his head and smiling as his lover turned tail and dashed after it, returning moments later with the stick held proudly in his mouth. He looked both ridiculous and sexy, his naked body taut with muscles, huge equipment dangling between his furry thighs. Devin had said his balls shrunk up when he was outside but they didn’t look like they had drawn up into his sac much. If anything, his nuts looked even fuller and riper than they had inside. He shivered, feeling his cock harden in his overly tight pants. He was glad that Devin didn’t notice; his eyes were glued to the stick David held in his hand.

They made their way across the frozen waste with David throwing the stick and Devin leaping and twisting in his attempts to catch it before it landed in the snow. They were so lost in their game that they didn’t notice the two, hulking forms emerge from the shadow of a copse of evergreens until they were nearly on top of them.

David drew back, startled, when one of the big hybrids leapt up to catch the stick deftly in his jaws, nearly colliding with Devin in midair. The two wolf brothers fell to the ground in a furry heap and commenced to roll around on top of each other. The other joined in and soon all three were growling and snarling as they wrestled for possession of the stick.

Devin won the prize, wresting the stick from the darker-complected hybrid and holding it over his head triumphantly. The other two sat back on their haunches, tongues lolling as they shook their shaggy heads. Devin drew himself up as he paced forward to drop it at David’s feet. The corner of David’s mouth drew up as he looked down and noted the bite marks and slobber covering the stick.

“Fucker always wins,” the dark-skinned hybrid muttered under his breath. 

His companion smiled ruefully, saying, “He is the alpha, dude.”

Devin straightened up proudly at this, squaring his broad shoulders. Clearly, he liked being the ‘top dog’ of his little pack.

“David,” he said as he swept a hand back toward his betas, “May I present Diego and Jax? They’ve been keeping us safe for the past couple of days.”

“Thank you,” David said as the two wolfmen rose gracefully to their feet.

“I’m Diego,” the darker one said, stalking forward to grip his hand. He winked slyly as he lifted his head and sniffed the air between them. “You’re part Cuban like me, I see–or, rather, smell.”

“Con mucho gusto,” David answered politely. Diego had black fur covering his legs and reaching nearly up to his belly button. David’s cheeks colored as he realized that Diego and Jax were just as naked as Devin. And almost as well hung. Christ, these hybrid men were fucking hot!

The other beta, a studly ginger-colored brute, elbowed Diego out of the way and to take David’s hand. David was shaking his big paw when Jax startled him by drawing him in for a hug, pressing his fragrant body–and big bulge–against him. “I’m Jax,” he breathed in his ear. “Devin didn’t feed you that sappy line about not mating with a human since Gage, did he? He tells that to all the boys he fucks…”

David didn’t have time to react to this because the next moment he found himself on his butt in the snow as Devin pounced on Jax. The two hurtled to the ground and a ferocious battle ensued with a lot of fur flying and blood staining the snow crimson before it was over. After a violent few minutes, Jax let out a pathetic whimper and thumped his tail submissively in the snow. Devin was straddling him, his teeth at his throat.

“I’m sorry! I’m sorry!” Jax yelped. “I was just teasing. Devin really hasn’t f–, I mean, been with a human since Gage.”

An ominous growl built in Devin’s throat and Jax cowered beneath him. David was about to intervene when the alpha pushed himself to his feet. He glared down at his beta for a moment before turning to David and offering him his hand. David took it and soon he found himself cradled protectively in the big beast’s arms as Devin turned to confront Jax and Diego.

“David is my bitch, guys,” he spat. “Keep your hands off of him!”

Both Jax and Diego lowered their heads, abashed, and David pondered how he felt about this pronouncement. He half-expected Devin to drop to his knees and make the betas sniff his butt in supplication but, after an awkward silence, Jax cleared his throat.

“Devin, I’m sorry. I was out of line.” He lifted his head and smiled impishly, adding, “But I gotta admit I’m jealous. Your bitch is a fucking hottie! And what an ass!” Diego nodded his head in agreement and Devin flushed with pride.

“Uh, guys?” David asked, feeling his cheeks color. “Can you maybe refer to me by my name and not as ‘Devin’s bitch’?”

***

Parting was more painful than David had imagined. He and Devin had only be together for a few days and yet he could feel his heart breaking as he stared up at the beautiful beast. They were standing on the front steps of the cabin, clinging to each other and intent on savoring their last few moments of closeness before Jax and Diego arrived. Oh, how he longed to go back to bed and cuddle with his big monster! Devin and he were such great lovers! He sighed as he remembered how they’d spent the whole night fused together. Devin had licked the tears off his cheeks as he’d assured David that they would meet again one day.

“I never want to leave you, Devin!” he sighed, wiping at his face.

Devin smiled fondly down at him, a single tear rolling down his bearded cheek. “You don’t have to, you know? I mean, that’s why I came here in the first place. I don’t want you to go to Cuba! If you come with me, my omegas will protect you. And I’ll never be away for long.”

David struggled with this as he had many times over the last few days. Ultimately, though, he knew that he had to leave Devin behind and pursue his career. The expedition to Cuba could be his ticket to a tenured position at a top university and he didn’t want to miss it even if Devin’s warning was true. He was glad that the hybrid had told him about Deoxy Corp and its dangers but, now that he knew, he was confident he could take care of himself. He would be on the lookout for anything that seemed sketchy. God, it hurt like hell but leaving was really his best choice.

Devin lowered his head as he read Devin’s face. “You are more like Gage than you know,” he said sadly. “He wouldn’t listen, either, when I begged him to leave. But I expected this when I came here and I’ve made…a contingency plan just in case. I can’t tell you what it is but just know that you will not be unprotected while you’re on that boat.”

David shivered at this news and was about to query Devin further when Jax and Diego emerged from the predawn darkness before them.

“Time to go, Boss,” Jax said gruffly. “I can hear a truck coming down the road.”

David looked behind him at his pile of baggage, saying, “That’s gotta be my ride to the airport. The department of fishery science said they’d send someone to pick me up.”

Devin’s firm hands were on him then. His body was shaking and hot, so hot. David would always remember the big beast’s heat. And scent. It seemed to linger on his clothes for days afterward, catching him by surprise and flooding him with memories of that magical weekend in the frozen north.

He would remember that weekend in the coming months and wish he had listened and fled with Devin into the Canadian wilds. But by then it was too late. Far too late…

***