Alpha Wolf
I wrote this story for DERP
He's been a good friend and he deserves this :P
Alpha Wolf
I like to wake up early before everyone else, sneak outside and watch the world come alive with the sound of wolves.
After wiping the drool from the corner of my mouth, I tug my covers aside and roll out of bed, slip my underwear on and hobble to the window in my half sleeping state. I pull up the lock and slide the heavy double paned window open wide. The smell of morning and cold reaching my nose and my bare flesh; sending goose bumps down my sides and up my thighs. I take in a long, deep breath and feel the brisk air burn my lungs before exhaling it in a sigh. The sky was a pale orange and blue; the bright pink clouds drifting lazily over the far hills, looking edible.
I find a clean shirt with my school's football team logo across it and slide it over my head. I stumble through the semi darkness of my room until I find a loose pair of track shorts and slip them on. I don't bother with socks and instead slip my black Vans over my feet. In the kitchen I rummage through only long enough to grab a protein bar before sliding the deadbolt lock of the front door to creep outside.
The cool air was ever harsher then from when it had come through my window and I shivered a bit as it nipped against my hairless legs. I curse my father's bad genes and make my way across my yard, longing for the little bit of warmth leg hair could provide, my shoes crunching across the half frozen dew stuck to the blades of grass. I open the protein bar with my teeth and marched to the far wall of my enclosed yard, taking quick breaths as I did.
I always got excited when it came to wolves, no matter how many times I got up to watch them. Ever since I was a little kid I had loved dogs, coyotes, and wolves; their habits, their loyalty, their looks. I felt my face burn but not from the bite of the cold. I had always liked the way canines looked, I couldn't explain it, and I still couldn't really, but I knew at a young age that I wasn't like everyone else. Sure, on the outside I looked like your average freshman football player. Healthy body, average looks, tone muscles, round boyish face, but on the inside I secretly wished it was a wolf.
I walk down the long, brick inlayed, driveway and duck behind the outer wall of our property and followed it, ducking under branches and zigzagging though tall weeds until I got to where the edge of a ravine dropped down in front of my feet. I stare out over the frozen greenery landscape and take in the breath taking scenery; it just never seemed to get old to me. It was a picture I could look at over and over again and not tire. Even there, I knew I wasn't a normal high school boy. I knew kids my age hardly cared for things like this, hardly cared for nature, hardly devoted time to studying wild life, with a hand down his pants.
I sigh at the warmth of my sac as it melted the cold from my numb fingers and as soon as I had finished the last of my breakfast bar I shamelessly slipped the second one in; both hands cupping my smooth nuts. I knew no one could see me up here, and even if someone did, I was only trying to warm up. I had seen other boys do the same thing when I was in elementary school, more as a joke, if anything, but still using their private parts to warm their cold hands.
I just smile at the thought and lean back against the outer wall. The stretch of wilderness before me was still, almost frozen. The sun hadn't risen over the nearby hills but splashes of gold were already blotting out the pinks in the clouds, bringing the day closer and closer to life, but not even the song of birds chirping in their nests broke the serenity. By now they should be wide awake, signaling the other animals to awaken. But there was no sign of wolves rustling though the underbrush.
I've always been told I was a patient kid, never trying to rush things. I never really noticed it, but I guess waiting was something I was always good at. I always seemed to find ways to past the time. In school or at home, on the bus, or waiting in line, you name it, though the present matter had a few more added bonuses: I was alone.
I take a quick, unnecessary glance around, and move my hands from my sac to my dick. It was just as warm but felt twice as good. Now, I know I'm different from a lot of boys my age, but if there is one thing I do know, it's that everyone masturbates, jerks off, beats their meat, and it was the number one time killer I had when alone.
Immediately I felt myself get hard, the very touch of my hands sending the promise of release throughout my body. I shiver and grin, my eyes going narrow from the sensation. I still didn't see any movement or sign of life, it bummed me out, knowing I might not see any wolves this morning, but on the other hand, I could get away with a quick self service, and that was at least second best.
I look down at the tent my hands are making in my gym shorts and with my wrists, stretch the waist line out and down to reveal my most private of areas without having to take my hands from my cock. The cold air burns my warm skin, but in a weird way it makes me hornier. I wiggle my legs in just the right way and let my shorts fall to my ankles and take my hands away momentarily. My five inch, uncut cock stood up and out of a very thin and recent patch of black pubic hair. It wasn't very long, I knew for sure, nor very thick but it was 'my dick'. I was proud of it for some reason, I can't really say why; I've just always loved my cock, just short of giving it its own name; that would just be foolish.
I was just about to place my freshly cold hand upon the shaft when a rustling in a near my bush caught my attention. I froze; hand on cock and eyes wide open. It stopped; I waited, and hoped it wasn't human. Then to my horror, to my wonder, and to my excitement; a large gray and white muzzle poked out from behind the green brush. It sniffed the air, exhaling puffs of white breath, before its head followed, along with the powerful form of a wolf.
It was huge, nearly standing up to my stomach. (But remember I'm kinda short) It was a beautiful grey all along its back while white ran down its chest and belly until it ended with grey socks on his paws. His fur itself was surprisingly groomed, not as matted as other wolves I've seen before. He looked proud and I could tell just by the way his eyes sparkled like burning sapphires, that he was an important wolf.
I was frozen. I couldn't move. All I could do was watch as the terrifyingly beautiful form of a wolf came ever so slowly towards me; eyes watching me as it neared. I felt my breath leave my lungs and my legs lock; arms stiff at my sides. My mind was racing in panic, but somehow a small part of my devious side didn't mind that I was cornered by a wolf and decided to let me know it was a male. I stared from those dark blue eyes to the large furry white sac dangling below his legs. My cock pulsed and before I knew it my hand was on it again, stroking ever so slowly.
I was almost blown away myself. There I was; standing before a wolf that could easily take me down and I was stroking my dick like there wasn't a care in the world. The wolf just stared curiously, pawing back and forth before me; keen eyes watching my hand movements.
It was then, in the midst of a wild wolf that the strangest thing happened. A name came to me, out of nowhere. It arose in the back of my mind like a ghost, because I know it wasn't me who had thought it. I stared at the wolf, keeping my strokes continuous and after a few moments I breathed the word like I had known it all along.
"Nikami?" I asked like I wasn't sure. The wolf's head darted up from my privets while his paws halted and pressed into the soft earth. I wasn't sure how, but I could almost guess at what he thought just by seeing how his features changed. Ears up, head cocked, eyes glowing brilliantly. He was familiar with the name, and I knew now that it was his. "That's your name?"
I stopped my strokes, but only long enough to switch hands. (It had become too cold.) I could feel my heart thumping in my chest like a frightened cat trying to claw its way out of a potato sac. In the face of a wolf and I couldn't stop jacking off. I knew I wasn't dead meat, of course. Wolves were hardly a threat by themselves and usually shy, but when they are in a pack; that's when you have to watch out. Fierce as this 'Nikami' looked, I knew I was in the clear, I hoped. But boy was my heart beating fast.
He just stared at me, like he wasn't sure what to make of me. Here I was, a strange looking human boy, stroking his reproductive organ out in the middle of the wilderness (My house was kinda out in the boonies). I took a breath, very slow, filling my chest with cold air, and when I let it out the wolf took another step. Two steps, in fact, and staring into my brown eyes with his piercing blue as if he were sizing me up.
'That is my name.' The voice raced through my head. My eyes shot wide open. The wolf's mouth didn't move, but as clear as day the words and their meaning rang clearly though my mind.
"No way..." I breathed letting my dick fall as my arms became limp at my sides. The wolf took a few more steps, creeping ever closer to me. Its eyes would dart from my bewildered expression to my five inches of boy-hood. I tried to listen, to hear more words from the wolf, but nothing came, only his gaze.
"How do I hear you?" I asked hoping for a returned reply, but got nothing, only more steps. The wolf was so close now. I was staring down at him as his warm breaths just came up short against my leg. It was clear now that he was interested in me, curious; as to why a human was masturbating in his neighborhood. I mean, if he had the intelligence to understand a name and reply back, then I'm sure he knew what I was doing.
"Listen," I say hoping to convey a message of apology. "I'm sorry if I was disturbing anything by being out here. I just like nature, you know, and wolves. I really like you guys, I always have. I almost would like to be a wolf."
Nikami's head shot up at that and I feared I had said something wrong.
'Mate?' The same voice as before, deep and commanding came again to my mind. I knew what it meant, but wasn't sure what he was implying.
"Mate?" I asked beginning to feel a little exposed, even though I knew no one could see me from where I was. I felt a little embarrassed standing naked from the waist down in front of a giant wolf. I was about to ask again, what he meant, when that cold nose suddenly made its way under my exposed, hairless sac. I nearly yelped in surprise, but instead I found myself with a hand covering my mouth, letting the great wolf explore my balls with his icy nose. My eyes fluttered as I tried to remain still, I wasn't normally ticklish, but it felt strange and I tried to keep my body from shivering.
'Male?' Nikami asked. I nodded.
"Yes." I whispered, taking my hand away from my mouth for only a second. The wolf stiffed, inhaling my scent through his nose, taking in that I was indeed a male. I felt odd then, almost longing for something else to happen. I placed the pieces together. I knew he had asked 'mate' and 'male'. Maybe he was looking for a mate, and was disappointed that I was male. It made me shiver; the exact thing I wanted to do; I knew it showed the wolf I liked his touch, and I did.
'I cannot mate with you, you are male, and I am male.' Nikami spoke as he took a few steps back, looking as if he were about to leave. His mouth never moved, his eyes remained centered, but I knew he was almost disappointed.
"Wait," I nearly shout in a rush of desperation. I remember the video I had stumbled upon while I was online a few weeks back, the twelve second segment of the guy taking his Rottweiler up his ass. The thought frightened and intrigued me at the same time, knowing just how big dog dicks were. But I loved wolves. I wanted to be one. I wanted to be close to one, and almost to my horror, I wanted to mate with one. Going back to what I said earlier, I knew I had always been different, liking boys instead of girls, and liking male dogs more than boys. This was my chance to have that experience.
Nikami looked at me, stared at me, waiting for me to speak. I somehow knew he could read my expressions. I almost felt like I didn't have to explain myself. Slowly, I stepped out of my shorts, and ever so carefully I lowered myself to my knees. The soil beneath my skin was cold, but I kept my hands on my shorts, not wanting them to get dirty. Once I was on all fours I reached back with one hand and spread the left cheek of my ass, revealing to the wolf my pink hole, untouched by anything other than my single finger.
"You can mate me through here." I said turning my head in the wolf's direction. I could almost see the faintest flicker of humor cross his eyes as I awaited a response. I almost felt stupid, just offering myself to a wild animal, but something told me he was more than just a wild wolf.
'Pleasure?' Nikami asked finally after seconds of excruciating silence.
"Yeah, only pleasure." I said and lowered my head to stare down at my dangling sac between my legs. I knew that I wouldn't be able to give him a cub and only hoped that wouldn't stop him from taking me. "I can't give you cubs, but you'd be doing be a huge favor. I love wolves."
Again silence; I waited, feeling ridiculous, the cold air beginning to bite at my legs and exposed rear. I almost, almost gave up, told the wolf to forget what I said when I heard the faint sound of paws pressing into soil. I raised my head only to feel the icy touch of a canine nose before the warm lap of a tongue. I nearly spasmed; taking in a deep breath of chilled air as the tongue worked over my hole. My eyes rolled up in my head as I let the air out of my lungs. It was like nothing I have ever felt before, and having seen pornos where one guy rimmed the other; I've only imagined what it could have felt like. Until now.
"Oh god," I sighed as the tongue lapped at my virgin hole. I have never had sex before; not knowing any boys who would want to do that (And only being fourteen). It made me shake in excitement as I realized I might lose my virginity to a wolf; the slick, thick, wolf tongue managing to soak my back end in as few licks as I ever thought possible.
'Are you fearful pup?' The mighty voice of Nikami asked me in my mind. He called me pup; it made me shiver again, but only in exhilaration.
"N-no," I breathed as I tried to keep my body from a sudden spasm. "Not fearful. Excited."
I felt the wolf's muzzle open and begin to pant, hot breath sailing across my cold, wet, bottom. It was almost like he was laughing, or showing some sort of pleasure at seeing me like I was. When I felt his chest fur on my lower back; I'll admit that I began to feel a little fearful then. I closed my eyes as he began to mount me; he sure was big enough to just be able to stand over me as I sat there on all fours; like a canine.
Nikami wasted no time. I felt his sporadic humps begin only seconds before the first spurts of his pre began to speckle my backside in warm drops. It sent thrilling shocks of pleasure through me, just to know I was getting pre-ed on by a canine. I don't even have to tell you how I felt when I felt the sticky meat begin to press between my cheeks. When I felt it start to poke at my hole, I knew it wouldn't make it in there alone. I reached under, holding myself steady with my other hand on my shorts while I felt under my balls where I began to poke a single finger inside of me. My hand took a few thrusts from the half hard wolf dick as I tried to make accommodations for it. Nikami himself, was making me unsteady, his huge form humping on me, pushing my knees into the ground, but when I felt like I was stretched enough for the taper I moved my hand away and in it went. Just an inch or two at first; half sheathed cock, only poking in each time, but there I was, getting fucked by a wolf. My wildest dream.
"Fuck yeah," I moaned, too softly, I hoped, for the wolf to hear. If he did, he didn't reply, only humped me like a bitch in heat. It was wonderful and my dick was proof. It was hard and flopping below me. I steadied myself again and took hold of it. The smooth, warm shaft throbbed as I pulled my foreskin back and forth, slowly so as not to cum to soon. I simply relaxed, letting the wolf fuck on me. I tried to listen for his voice, to hear his thoughts, but nothing came, only his pants and my deep, boyish moans as I took more and more of the wolf's length.
When I felt a strange bulge slip inside me, my eyes shot open and I knew it was his unformed knot. Almost instinctively I brought my hand back and reached as far back as my hand would go. Slipping past that large, furry, gray sac, my fingers landed on the small patch of fur below the wolf tail hole. I pressed Nikami into me, my young teenage muscle straining against the thrusts of the wolf. I didn't want to make the wolf mad, but I didn't want to lose the knot inside my ass either. I knew that if I lost it, and it formed like I knew it was already, then I'd never be able to get it back inside me.
I gasped as the wolf cock began to grow inside me, furry balls slapping against my bare ass as Nikami tried to continue his instinctual thrusts. I couldn't feel it but I knew the wolf was still pre-cuming inside me, if not cuming already. I wasn't sure if the knot was formed yet, but I felt the pressure of its large size inside me, the strain against my prostate causing my own cock to throb. (Its times like this where I was glad I paid attention in my biology class.)
Clenching my hole as tight as I could, I hoped that the knot had formed, and let go of Nikami's hind-side. It was pure bliss to touch myself; fondle my own balls and stroke my own cock. I wiggled about on my knees, cold soil smearing below, and I could feel it; the huge mass of meat pressing at my backdoor, straining for freedom. It made my insides squirm, knowing I was tied to a wolf, the great Alpha Nikami; or so I named him.
He had stopped his thrusting, his powerful humps, and now simply felt like he was laying on top me, tongue hanging from his mouth and drooling onto my shoulders. I could feel his breath on my neck and it felt fantastic as I slowly began to stroke my cock. I knew it wouldn't be hard to get off with the pressure against my pleasure button. So I took my time, slowly grasping it and stroking the skin up and down, my balls being pressed upon by furry ones. I was in heaven.
I came with a single gasp of breath, strings of white splattering the ground; more cum than I had ever cum before; I knew it was all thanks to the wolf's cock in my ass. I grinned as I watched my dick drip, an amazing sight against the back drop of a magnificent furry sac.
'Enjoy?' The voice asked simply, it's deeply satisfied voice sending new shivers down my spine. Only then did I feel the cold again.
"I did." I replied, my teeth chattering slightly.
'Good, pup!' He spoke and I felt him move above me, along with the mass of flesh still sealed inside my ass. I didn't want to let it go yet, but reluctantly I pushed. My eyes widened as it slipped from inside me and came cascading out with the largest amount of cum I had ever seen. It trickled down my ass cheeks and legs until it dripped down to fertilized the soil under my knees and mix with my own.
Nikami began to lick at my newly debauched hole and I tried to watch, my curious face looking quite pleased I'm sure. When the wolf finally looked up I just happened to look past him to see that his hard wolf-hood was still out and dripping. I sat up on my muddy knees and stared, when I looked into those blue eyes I didn't have to ask, as if he read my mind like an open book.
He came up to me, nose sniffing my back side again while I ducked under the grey and white wolf where I grabbed hold of his thickness just under the juicy red knot. It was amazing; I had never seen a canine dick up close before. I could remember watching our neighbors dogs go at it once, but never like this. It was thick and veiny and as hard as a rock; literally. I had never felt one before, and imagined it to be squishy. It was like a ceramic dildo made of flesh with a softball sized bulb as the base. I gripped it gently and felt my tongue touch the tip where I tasted the remnants of canine cum. It didn't taste like human cum, like my cum, but it didn't taste bad, and with that established I throated it. Taking as much as I could in one go, I reveled in the taste and feeling of the thick veins as I slurped and sucked. I hear Nikami growl behind me but somehow I know it's not in anger.
'Strange pup.' The words almost made me laugh; I would have if my mouth wasn't stuffed with cock. My own dick is hard again but I ignore it, only concerned with the one in my mouth.
After a few minutes of blissful slurping, tonguing the tapper as it squirted its last bit of cum onto my lips, I notice that the knot had shrunk as the sheath of fur began to envelop the ruby red length. I'm almost sad as I let my hand go, licking my lips for any remnants of salty goodness. As it disappeared Nikami walked around me and licked at my cheek. I look into those eyes and place a hand between his ears. Nikami looks pleased as I scratch and I know I am.
'You are a swell human being, pup.' The words fill me with joy I had never known before. I grin and kiss the wolf on the bridge of his nose.
"That's how human's show affection." I say feeling a little sad knowing that our little rendezvous was nearly over. The sun was already creeping up into the sky and I knew my parents should be awake now. I figured I'd have to take my screen off my window and sneak in to take a shower.
'I enjoyed your affection, pup.' Nikami said and with one final lick to my chin he turned and began to pace away, staring out over the ravine, probably looking for signs of his pack, if he had one. I wanted to say something then; to ask if I'd ever see him again, I knew I wanted to quite badly.
Before turning around the brush he had come around in the first place he paused and looked back at me, his deep blue eyes piercing into my body, my mind, and my soul. Somehow, at that moment, I knew I'd see him again. I was always out on this ridge in the morning. The odds were with me, with us.
I smiled at him and he was gone with a final swish of his tail. I waited a moment, sitting back on my calves, hard-on long dissipated. When I finally did stand and brush the dirt off my legs, stepping into my dirty shorts, I felt different. It would be silly of me to think that I was becoming a wolf, but I had his seed in me, his life force. It was enough for me to imagine that I was now part wolf, and that was enough for me until I would meet the wolf again, when ever that may be.