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Disclaimer - If this work were to hypothetically contain gay werewolf smut, and you were say, hypothetically, repulsed by such a topic, then I would have to say that, in such a completely fabricated situation, that you shouldn't read past this point. (This is a work of pornographic fiction. Please do not read if it would be illegal for you to do so.)

Movie Night

"Look, I'm just asking if you're_really_ sure you want to do this?" Jared said, eyes staring forward as his hands tightened around the steering wheel at precisely ten and two.

"We had the talk already remember? So yeah, I am." Alec flicked the lock on the door up and down as he looked out the window at the edges of the town speeding by. "We've been together for almost two years now, and I think we're going to be better off if I do this with you."

"Well, yeah . . ." Looking over his shoulder to check his blind spot, Jared looked like some kind of tight laced driving instructor, all close cropped dark hair and meticulousness. "But you can't really go back you know? I mean, at least we don't know of any way . . ."

"Why would I want to go back to living without a gorgeous guy like you?" Alec grinned as he rested one of his spindly fingered hands on the shoulder of Jared's coarse knit brown sweater.

"Hey, I'm driving here. Be careful!" Jared protested as they turned off onto Vista Hills Road, the winding little drive that wove though the foothills.

"And you're doing a wonderful job considering that I never see anyone else on this road anyways." Alec replied sardonically, looking out at the tall mossy pines whizzing by in the headlights.

They both sat in silence for awhile as the old damp greenness of the forest surrounded them, the only noise the occasional whir of the fan belt that their mechanic steadfastly refused to acknowledge was a problem.

"I really am ready though." Alec shrugged. "I mean, I'm still all for having an open relationship if you are. Don't get me wrong, I'm not jealous. I just want to_really_ be a part of your life, you know, on every day of the month. I want to just be part of the pack." He gestured with his hands in front of him, starting to ramble a bit.

"Well, first of all, don't call it the pack. We've decided that only people who wear trench-coats and fedoras would call it something like that."

"Well, Logan _does_wear a trench-coat . . ."

"That's beside the point. But I mean, you've met the guys, we're not exactly 'The Pack' material." Jared let out a small almost silent laugh as they kept driving. The tunnel of trees opened up on one side, revealing the shadowy plots of farmland spread out below them.

And it was true. Jared had invited the guys to dinner a few times to show Alec who he shared his time with on those particular nights of the month. Oddly enough, it wasn't very impressive. George and Jack ran a wine shop, Thomas was an accountant, and Logan made money online somehow. Between the four of them, the most interesting hobby was that Thomas sometimes went rafting . . . Well, aside from the whole werewolf thing of course.

"Well, what am I joining then?" Alec asked coyly.

"Umm . . . just us I guess. I don't know what to call it. It's not like we have a team name or anything." Cricking his neck, Jared kept his eyes firmly planted on the road ahead.

"Well that's no fun. Anyways, is there anything I really need to be ready for? Should I be willing to prove myself in fist to fang combat?" Alec chopped at the air in front of him with a Bruce Lee-esque style.

"No. It's not like that much changes." Jared thought for a second. "No, strike that. Everything changes but you stay the same."

"Say again?"

"Well, it's like the whole world changes. You're still 'you,' but everything else is completely new. It's like, I dunno, learning a whole new language or something . . ." Jared tried to explain as he searched for words.

"What, like the etiquette of sniffing butts or something?" Alec teased. That was enough to get even the stalwart driver Jared to take one hand off the wheel and shove him against the side of the car playfully.

"I hope you don't value your personal space too much. Because that's completely different after you change. Like, you know how dogs always seem overeager when they are curious about something? I totally get that."

"Alright, I'll just have to enjoy getting my personal bubble popped then." Alec insinuated, making Jared blush as he turned onto a long gravel road leading up to a big house at the bottom of the hill. It was already well past the sunset, but the purplish light of twilight made the old farm-style house look particularly cozy with the bright lights pouring out of its many windows.

Jared parked on the side of the driveway behind Jack's red pickup, cranking up the hand break before they both stepped out into the crisp evening air. Raising a finger up tentatively, Jared was about to speak as Alec rolled his eyes, preempting the repeated question.

"Yes. I'm sure. Jeeze." Alec wrapped his arm around Jared's stout back, pulling him along the gravel walkway toward the front of the house. "Should we be hurrying or something?"

Checking his watch, Jared shrugged. "Not really. We still have about thirty minutes."

"Well, don't you have to set something up or . . ." Alec queried as Jared knocked at the dark stained oak door.

Opening with a creak, the door revealed the brightly lit interior. "Hey, Jared!" Thomas held open his arms. "And Alec! Nice to see you again." It was a little odd for Alec to see the slowly balding man who he assumed lived in a oxford shirt dressed instead in sweatpants and an oversized tee-shirt, but this was his house after all . . .

The others were inside already, Jack, Thomas, and Logan laying out dominoes on a coffee table with a bowl of pretzels between them. All of them looked up and offered salutations, and the nicely lit wooden interior of the country home fairly buzzed with eager anticipation.

"Well, it's great to see you finally brought your plus one!" Logan smiled up, munching on a pretzel as he leaned back against the overstuffed leather sofa. He wore an inscrutable pea green shirt that read "Gorm And Grapes" in bold Asian looking text. His legs were also swathed in baggy cargo shorts despite the chill outside: par for the course where Logan was concerned. Alec wondered if he had worn his trench-coat here as well . . .

George was carefully looking through the collection of wood tiles in his hands, scratching his shaved head as he laid one down with a shrug. He was the only one wearing dark slacks and a white tank top that contrasted with his mahogany skin. "Glad you came Alec." He cleared his throat nervously. "But, this is a big commitment though. It's not something that you can just stop doing. Are you really sure that . . ."

Alec shot Jared and exasperated look.

"Look, I've tried everything I could think of to talk him out of it." Jared began. "But I think he's made up his mind. We've been together for quite a while now, and we want to stay together even on nights like these."

"Thank you!" Alec said with exaggerated exasperation, smiling brightly as put a hand on Jared's shoulder. "But yeah, we're in it for the long haul so you guys are just going to have to deal with me."

"Oh, we're more than happy to accommodate you." Jack smiled up. He always kind of looked like a weatherman with his wavy brown hair. The effect was somewhat ruined by being in sweatpants and an old sports jersey. "We just wanted to be sure." He paused a bit, frowning as he picked up a tile from the scant few left in the center.

"Well, I have to admit, I was expecting a little bit more than dominoes and sweatpants." Alec shrugged. "Don't you guys have some kind of elaborate ritual to set up? You know mystic hocus pocus or anything like that? Scented candles?"

Logan snorted, choking on a bit of pretzel. "No. You've been playing too many video games man." He coughed up a couple crumbs and hit himself in the chest. "This is just . . . something that happens. You know, like anything else."

"Actually, this brings up a good point." Jared interjected. "I was talking to Alec on the way here, and he asked what we called . . . this." He waved his hand vaguely around at the congregation. "And other than 'not the pack'" He gave Logan a meaningful look, "I didn't know exactly what to tell him."

"Heh, Yeah." Alec began. "I wasn't expecting this to be like movie night or something."

" . . . That's not bad." George chimed in.

"What?" Thomas cocked his head to the side.

"Movie night." George replied simply.

"Well," Jack pitched in. "No one would have any clue what we were talking about . . ."

"Except for us of course." Thomas stroked his chin. "It works for me."

"What, really?" Alec looked taken aback. "That seems a little abrupt. You guys had to have called it something before. I mean, you've been doing this for years!"

"It's just not something that ever really came up you know?" Jared shrugged. "It's not a thing that you can really just name it like that. We just don't have words for it. . . Maybe you'll understand after tonight."

"Speaking of." Thomas began, rising off of his chair officiously. "Lets get down to the basement. We only have ten minutes left, and you all know the rules.

"Right," Jack raised his fingers for air quotes. "'No fur on the good furniture.'"

They all laughed a bit as they followed Thomas past the kitchen straight out of a cooking show towards the door that led to the den. Spotting that the back door had a large doggie door beside it, Alec asked, "Do you have dogs then?"

They all laughed a bit at that. "Not yet," was the reply that Logan shot back as they descended into the very open lower room.

The hardwood floors had some old Persian looking rugs strewn out and where the wood shone through it was covered in the whitish streaks left by scrabbling claws. There were a few piles of old cushions and an obscured sofa with a sheet over it in the corner with a laundry hamper next to it. But other than the door to a downstairs bathroom, the place was pretty barren: almost a complete contrast to the lush upstairs rooms.

"So this is where the magic happens huh?" Alec laughed a bit at the absurdity of it. Looking down at the grayish hairs strewn about on the carpets.

"I guess." Jared shrugged as the other guys started peeling off their clothes. You'll probably want to take off what you're wearing."

"Yeah, It'll get all hairy otherwise." Jack pitched in as they all peeled off their clothes unceremoniously, tossing them into the blue nylon hamper by the corner of the covered couch.

It was Alec's turn to blush this time as he was quickly surrounded by completely buck naked guys, like he was in some kind of secret locker room. "Uhh, right." He scrabbled out of his shirt and began to unzip his pants. "So . . .uhh . . . is there anything I should do? I mean, you don't need me to like, sacrifice the blood of a virgin or anything do you?" He giggled a little self consciously as he stripped himself down to only his socks.

They all had a good laugh at that, but as the laughter died down, a strange almost palpable tension built up in the room: anticipation incarnate.

It was odd that they were in a basement though, reflected Alec. There weren't even any windows or anything. How would they even know when the moon was going to . . .

"Gah!" Alec exclaimed, stumbling backwards as the other men's muscles began to tense and bulge under their skin. Jared kissed him on the cheek softly before leaning down. Hollywood had really not done the process justice. What was supposed to be some drawn out horrifying change was instead finished in a a few unusually fluid moments. Fur erupted from the bodies around him, and Alec's eyes fixed on Jared's back as a wave of thick black swept down it. His boyfriend's hands clenched as his limbs jerked and his digits shortened into blunt padded paws. Instead of howls, the air was suddenly filled with heavy canine panting, While wagging tails erupted from behind the forming wolves and their changes stopped as quickly as they began.

"I'll take that as a no then . . ." Alec panted, slightly nervous as he found himself surrounded by a group of gigantic wolves. Or maybe just regular wolves? They were bigger than most dogs he had ever seen at the very least. He was pretty sure the darker and lighter brown ones were George and Jack. They were sniffing at each other's muzzles affectionately as the other two padded towards him. They both had grayish coats with white undertones, so it was a little hard to tell Thomas and Logan apart, but the one who was already curled up and sniffing at his own canine crotch was probably Logan . . .

"Oh! Well hello there!" Alec squeaked out as the dark black wolf that was Jared sniffed up his thigh with a cold black nose. "Uhh, you still in there big guy?"

The huge canine wurfed silently before springing up, pressing against Alec's shoulders with his broad paws and almost knocking the scrawny man over as he began to lap in against the man's chin with loving canine affection.

Alec turned his head up, laughing and pushing back at Jared's surprisingly large new form. "Aggh. That tickles!" He suddenly got what Jared had meant about personal space as three of the other wolves joined in around him, soft flanks rubbing against his legs as panting noses sniffed at him inquisitively, bumping against him with surprising force. It was so weird; if he wouldn't have known these were the guys . . . they would just be like big dogs . . . well, really big incredibly enthusiastic dogs. But Jared's now golden eyes did look somehow familiar to him . . .

His thoughts were interrupted as a sharp pain lanced through his posterior, and he almost fell down as Jared pushed himself off of him and snarled with a sudden deep terrifying rumble. Alec pressed a hand against the side of his rump and his fingers came back with a hint of red. He suddenly felt as if he were in the middle of a pack of wild beasts fighting over a well picked at bone. But the snarl didn't seem to be directed at him. The darker brown wolf that was most likely Jack folded his ears back and whined as Jared's ebon form advanced on him. But there was apparently some kind of near instantaneous reconciliation as Jared sniffed up the side of the wolf's muzzle and then turned away back to Alec, who stood as still as a statue.

Jared's bright pink tongue lapped against the fingers that now clutched against his rather superficial wound. It was oddly comforting having Jared do it, and he slowly slid his hand out of the way, coated now in slippery wolf spittle instead of blood. "Well, that's uhh, how you guys meant to do it right? Am I going to change now?" Alec looked down at the panting faces and happy wagging tails of the pack. "Right?" his question was interrupted again by the bigger of the gray wolves (probably Thomas) jumping up against his back, making him stumble forwards, falling onto his hands and knees on the thick carpet with a thump.

Alec's body was immediately poked and prodded at from every side, dark hold noses sniffing at his bare skin, punctuated by warm interjections from fleshy pink canine tongues. As Jared lapped at his now healing wound, the pain became replaced by a warm seething ache that spread through his body. While his jaw hung open, the inquisitive muzzle of Thomas poked forwards and lapped into his mouth, licking past his gums and scraping against his palate even as George and Jack licked in against his visible ribs, personal space completely nonexistent at this point.

The flavor of the wolf lapping into his mouth began to change as Alec's tongue lengthened and started flicking out of its own accord, lapping against the eager canine's mouth as the heat pressed out through his body. Jared's attention behind him felt radically different as a coat of light dirty brown fur burst forth along his haunches and he could feel the wolf's teeth comb through his forming thick pelt with amazing tugging sensations even as the fur began to spread down his thighs and up his torso. It was all just happening so fast . . .

Panting heavily, Alec's senses began to change in a way so gradual that he barely noticed it. The burly gray wolf in front of him lathered the front of his face in heavy licks as his nose pressed out, turning black and leathery as he began to really smell the virility of the others around him: A robust and earthy blend containing the sum of each and every one of their personal scents that drifted into clearer and clearer focus as he changed, causing his cock to throb, becoming almost painfully erect as George huffed and sniffed in under him, tongue lashing across his pulsing length in one teasing stroke.

Behind the changing man, Jared lapped his chops, rubbing the side of his head against his lover's changing body even as Alec's thighs began to swell with muscle while his skin loosened under his thickening pelt. Jared sniffed up the back of the now fluffy legs and made Alec yip as his cold nose brushed against his exposed anus. With a lupine eagerness, his tongue flickered out and lapped at Alec's ass, making the man moan, voice almost a growl as the sensitive orifice tightened and stretched out, becoming a taut and canine, quivering against every lap.

It was all just so overwhelming, and his body clenched as something cracked, pressing out at the skin just above his ass. Jared nibbled at the protrusion, a rumble building up in his throat as he teased the growing stub of a tail, nipping at it as it was quickly subsumed in a teak colored fuzz. He sniffed in his changing mate's scent, imbibing his wolfish reek with lusty gusto as Alec's new appendage began to wag, stretching the skin of his scrumptious ass.

By this point Alec's sides and back were completely covered in a fluffy coat that followed in the wake of the other wolves' clever mouths. His skull creaked forwards and his teeth pressed out into wicked white fangs as Thomas lapped over his growing muzzle, brushing across the sides as his sensitive whiskers pressed out amidst his damasked fur. Meanwhile, Alec's ears were tugged and nipped at by eager muzzles as they pulled into furry points on top of his now forward facing head. The changing wolf licked his now thin black lips eagerly as he panted.

The whole world was changing around Alec, but it all felt so completely commonplace. He didn't feel particularly monstrous. It was more like the gradual imperceptible change that leads a child to adulthood. There was never any point that his body felt foreign or strange in the least. In fact, thinking about being human and standing around on two legs was sounding more and more bizarre as his changes progressed.

Alec's feet and hands were nuzzled at, fingers pulling back into blunt padded digits that felt so firm as they bore his weight and so very sensitive as wet pink tongues ran between them. His legs stretched forwards, forcing him onto the balls of his feet as his calves creaked slightly shorter and his hips popped into a more suitable quadrupedal position while his fully formed tail wagged wildly behind him, and his long floppy tongue lolled out the side of his canine muzzle. Slowly, his nails darkened, thickening into blunt claws that pulled at the plush rug underneath him as he was enveloped by the relentless affection of the other wolves.

Jared's tongue lapped down, brushing over his lover's taint towards his fleshy scrotum. His quick nibbling laps were followed by a downy fuzz as Alec's testes clenched and pulled in tighter against his body. Jack and George both sniffed down under his sides, tongues licking around his throbbing erection, tasting his glistening clear pre as the skin around Alec's changing member became velveteen, pressing up against his belly and forming a soft fuzzy sheath that the wolves sniffed at, taking in his passionate scent.

The tip of his penis slimmed down into a decided point as its skin took on a glistening reddish hue, poking out from his furry sheath as Jared lapped at his tight canine testes mercilessly. Alec could see that all of the other wolves sported similar crimson tips peeking proudly out of their sheaths, and he could smell them too. Logan raised his leg enough to give the new wolf full access, and Alec couldn't help but press his muzzle forwards and lick at the male's musky package, tongue slipping around the edges of his sheath, even pressing in slightly, making the gray canine whine in pleasure, prick pulsing out in time with his racing heartbeat.

Alec's body was almost completely wolf at this point, and a lupine lust bubbled up within him, making him pant and whine in need as Jared wurfed heavily behind him. The new wolf felt his mate's paws scrabble at his hips as he pulled himself onto Alec's back. The new wolf leaned his head back, lapping at the tip of Jared's black muzzle as they shared a brief canine kiss. Feeling his lover's weight settle on him just felt completely correct as their pelts rubbed together. He felt more comfortable than he ever had in his life, despite being surrounded by the others that he had only met a handful of times before.

Toward the sofa, Jack was lifting his hindquarters invitingly, wagging tail presenting his rear as George leaned in and huffed in his partner's scent. Alec watched the smaller wolf lustily mount the larger, grabbing in against his hips and starting to thrust. He felt Jared on top of him begin to rock as well, and he pressed back while The turgid tip of the black wolf's cock pressed against his tail-hole, stretching the tight flesh and making him yip for more as Jared pulled himself in tighter.

Logan was sprawled out one the middle of the rug, one leg raised as he lapped at his shameless erection that slowly pressed out inch by crimson inch. Alec's now yellow lupine eyes fixed on the delightfully hedonistic activity of the wet pink tongue against the hot carmine flesh as he let out a surprised bark while Thomas pressed his furry head underneath him and lapped at the hot tip of Alec's own canine prick.

Jared's hot quick thrusts soon forced Alec's tender flesh to spread and clench wildly around his slick member as it pressed out of his sheath into his squeezing ass. It made the new wolf's mouth hang open, panting heavily as Thomas slathered his growing cock with quick laps and long hard strokes around the base of his furry sheath, coaxing out his throbbing crimson wolfhood.

Alec's lover's hot length sank deeper and deeper into him with every thrust, and soon their furry testes patted together. The new canine felt a growing fullness inside of him as Jared's knot swelled inside of his hot passage, locking them tightly together, tugging at his flesh from the inside. Soon Alec's knot was revealed as well bobbing below him with their thrusts and Thomas lapped at the base of the hot musky cock rapidly, wrapping his muzzle around the rest of the shaft and growling lustily, vibrations making Alec whine out in pleasure.

Their strong furry bodies slammed together, tongues lolling out as Jared rest his chin on the back of his mate's neck. His tail flagged up as his dark furry testes squeezed against Alec's own and he growled a rumble of animal bliss, cock arcing up inside of the new wolf's ass, jolting hot waves of seed into him even as Alec's eyes widened and he raised his head up, letting out a howling ululation as Thomas' maw engulfed his length and his cock quaked, launching out hot waves of thick wolf cum into the eagerly lapping muzzle.

The unbelievable orgasm made Alec's ass clamp down with inhuman vigor, causing Jared's rear legs shift his weight from paw to paw as his molten climax was drawn out to unbelievable heights. They writhed and panted together, pulled tight into a panting swirl of lust and heat that simply refused to die down.

The experience lasted for several yowling minutes before burning down to a level of still barely comprehensible passion. No words needed to be spoken as Jared slid off of him, knot still held tight in Alex's clenching insides as they stood back to back, Jared's balls nestled below Alec's slowly wagging tail. Not a thing needed to be said as they both knew everything they ever needed to through the amorous body-wide language that they both shared.

Jack and George had collapsed over sideways, tied and spooning in a particularly canine way as George lapped tenderly at his lover's ears. Even Logan seemed completely happy, a comet trail of white jizzum staining the carpet next to him as he panted happily. Thomas it seemed, had also taken matters into his own hands, or rather, his own talented muzzle, and he lay on his back with his paws in the air happily.

All of the wolfish wildness that came with the change was tempered by their passionate start to the night. Without the others, Alec would probably be out chasing rabbits and howling at the moon, but as it was, he was perfectly content, exhausted in the best of ways.

Jared's cock still twitched warmly inside of him on occasion, reminding him of their tie, both mental and physical, as the two wolves spent their first full moon together.

The first of many.