Adam's Rescue
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Adam's Rescue
-Dark Wolf Reborn
I felt my senses slowly returning to me and I opened my eyes, scanning my surroundings. I sat up and quickly shielded my eyes from the bright sunlight that poured into the room from an open window at the foot of the bed. I got used to the light and continued to examine the room, trying to puzzle out where I was. I didn't recognize anything. I was in a small room with nothing but a bed, mirror, a chest of drawers, and a clock hanging on the wall. My ears twitched as I picked up the sound of traffic outside that was drowned out because of the thick wall, painted in white with green trim. I listened for a moment and threw my legs over the side of the bed. My whole body was sore all over and I had a headache that nearly made my eyes cross.
I shook the grogginess away and scrubbed my face with my paw. I couldn't recollect anything from the past day. The last thing that I remember was walking out of a movie theater to go home, and the rest was a blur. After a minute, I gathered the strength to stand up, and I walked over to the mirror in the corner of the room.
I looked myself over, trying to find out what was making me so sore. I always envisioned myself as pretty good-looking for a 16 year-old wolf. I was around 5 1/2 feet tall and had an average build that was covered in light gray fur, aside from the white on my chest. I was nude except for a pair of boxers. My clothes must have been removed to treat the randomly scattered bruises on my chest and arms. One, in particular, was the one hidden by a large bloodstained bandage on my left arm.
"What the hell?" I thought as I examined my injuries. "How and when did I get these?"
I ran my paw over the various ailments about my chest, trying to remember how I'd gotten them and let out little growls of pain whenever I touched one that was worse than the others. I stopped and took another glance around the small room.
"How did I get here? Furthermore, where is here?" I thought.
I remembered the open window and I padded over to it. I spotted a large wooden door about a foot away from the window, but decided to ignore it for now and I continued to the window. The sun was shinning brightly and the warm flow of light felt good against my cold fur. I embraced the feeling for a few moments before glancing out.
I gasped and my eyes widened as I realized that I was in one of the top stories of an apartment building. My fear of heights got the better of me and I stumbled backward, loosing my balance. I hit the floor with a loud THUD, and howled in pain as fresh blood leaked out of the bandage on my arm. I quickly grasped the wound and curled into a ball on the floor, whimpering in pain.
I heard thundering footsteps on the other side of the door. My heart pounded in panic with every thud that the steps made, as they grew louder. I closed my eyes tightly, not wanting anyone to find me like this.
I was still lying on the floor, clenched in a ball, when the door swung open and a large dark-gray wolf stepped into the room. He took a glance around the room and his eyes widened when he spotted me on the floor.
"Oh shit," he said and quickly padded over to me.
Kneeling down, he inspected me from head to toe and quickly noticed the blood leaking from my arm. He carefully lifted me into his strong arms and carried me to the bed. He seemed to be about my height but still a little taller and had more bulk on his arms with broader shoulders. He appeared to be around 16 to 18 years old and wore a pair of jean shorts with a gray t-shirt with the biohazard symbol on the chest.
He gently laid me back down on the bed and took my bleeding arm into his paw. He carefully removed the blood-soaked bandage, revealing a gash, and let my arm rest on the bed as he stood up and padded over to the small wooden chest near the mirror. He yanked out the middle drawer and began to dig inside. I saw every muscle in his body flex and twist with every move he took. He must have worked out a lot.
He stopped digging and pulled a role of bandages from the drawer and shut it once again. He noticed me staring at him and smiled as he walked back over to me and began to wrap the bandage around the disfigurement. I whimpered in pain as he continued his work and I felt like a baby, but the damn thing hurt like hell.
He finished wrapping the wound and sat down on the edge of the bed.
"You feeling okay?" he said with a slight grin. "He must've had quite the fall. I heard you hit the ground two rooms away."
"Yeah, I think I'm okay," I said as I tried to sit up. "Just a little scared of heights."
I felt the wolf's strong paw on my shoulder and he helped me sit up. We locked gazes and, for a while, neither of us spoke. I stared into his deep yellow eyes and I felt myself blush as I turned my glance away. He smiled and released his grip on my shoulder.
"How did I get here," I asked, trying to remember anything from the night before.
He stood up and walked to the door of the room, and leaned his muscular back against it, crossing his arms, and glancing in my direction.
"I found you unconscious in an alley about two blocks away. You must've been mugged because of all the bruises and that cut. I recognized you from the picture of you that your sister showed me. I'm assuming your Adam, right?"
I looked at him with bewilderment.
"Didn't Sara ever talk about me? She always talked about you. The name is Ray. I used to be really good friends with her."
I thought for a minute, and then remembered. My sister Sara had often talked about a tall handsome wolf named Ray. In nearly every conversation we had, Ray had always come up somewhere. It was odd though, she talked about him all the time but I'd never actually gotten to meet him. She was so obsessed with him, that is, until my parents had gotten a divorce and she moved to California with my mom, but that's another story.
"Oh yeah," I said with a smile. "I remember now. Sara always talked about you, even in her sleep and in her letters. She was really into you. Have you written her lately?"
"No I haven't," he said as his smile faded. "The truth is that... well, your sister never really did much for me."
"So. It would still be nice if you wrote her."
"You're probably right, but it would break her heart if she knew that I wasn't attracted to her."
"Why aren't you?"
"Well... I don't really know, but it doesn't matter."
Ray shook his head and opened the door.
"You shouldn't worry about it," he said with his paw still on the knob. "I already called your father. He said that he is busy with work, so he won't be able to come and pick you up until sometime in the next few days. In the mean time, you're supposed to stay here and rest, and tomorrow I'm taking you to the hospital. The bathroom is the first door on the right, and the kitchen is down the hall. Help yourself to anything in the fridge. My room is two doors down on the right, if you need something, come and ask me."
He turned and started to walk out.
"Ray!"
He stopped and looked in my direction.
"Thanks."
He smiled and I listened to his footsteps as he rounded the corner and padded down the hall.
*Later that night.......
I was awakened by the sound of footsteps in the hall. I scrubbed my face with my paw and glanced at the clock. 11:29pm. The footsteps grew lighter until I could no longer hear them through the wall. I decided that Ray had probably gone to the bathroom. Speaking of which.
I threw the blankets off of me and swung my legs over the side of the bed. I lazily stood up and padded over to the doorway. The knob turned with a click and the door creaked open. I glanced down the hall. It was bare aside from a small table holding a lamp and some pictures of Ray's family.
"Ray sure isn't much of a decorator," I thought.
I stepped into the hall and felt a shiver run up my spine as a draft blew in from an open window in the kitchen. I could slightly hear the sounds of traffic drifting into the apartment and it was somewhat soothing. Don't ask me why, I always thought traffic was a bitch.
I finished my business and exited the bathroom, letting the door click behind me. I started to walk back to my room, but something caught my eye. The door to Ray's room was wide open and the flashing lights of a TV darted across the wall opposite. My curiosity got the better of me.
I quietly tiptoed up to the bedroom door. I felt my heart begin to race as I flattened my ears and slowly peeked inside. My eyes widened with what I saw.
Ray was lying on a bed in the middle of the room. He was completely nude and his cock had emerged from its sheath and stood straight up at, what had to be, at least eight inches. His eyes were closed and small moans escaped his muzzle as he ran his paw over the full length of his member. I froze as he gripped his hard-on and began to stroke. I knew that I should leave, but I couldn't make myself move. I felt myself becoming aroused by the scene. I stared in amazement as he began to speed up his strokes. I felt my sheath swell as I continued to watch, and it soon became a large pain in my boxers. He continued his pace, breathing heavily as his tail thumped loudly against the bed. I saw his knot swell and he clenched his teeth, shooting his load all over his chest and paw. I continued to stare as he slowed to a stop and let his paw rest on his thigh.
"Oh shi-
I clamped my muzzle shut with my paw and Ray's eyes shot open, but before he could glance in my direction I dashed quietly down the hall and dove into my room. I clicked the door shut and rested my back against it, panting a little.
I looked down and realized that I still had a full erection. I stared at the bulge in my boxers in disbelief.
"Did I just get turned on by a guy?" I thought. "What the hell is wrong with you, Adam!?"
I quickly shook the thoughts away when I heard the sound of footsteps coming down the hall. My eyes widened and I panicked.
"Shit!" I thought and jumped into the bed.
I pulled the blankets up to my chin and closed my eyes pretending to be asleep. I opened my eyes half way, as the footsteps grew louder until a small shadow appeared from under the door. I closed my eyes again, tighter this time, as I heard the doorknob turn and the door creak open. The room filled with the odor of arousal and I began to shiver in panic.
There was silence for a moment as Ray scanned the room.
"Must've been my imagination," I heard Ray say as he slowly closed the door again. His footsteps echoed down the hall until I could no longer hear them.
I slowly opened my eyes and sighed in relief.
"What the hell was that all about?" I thought.
I decided that my erection was just one of those times in a teens life when he/she gets aroused for no reason, and Ray must've been lonely tonight... obviously. I pushed the thoughts from my mind. I suddenly felt extremely tired, and after a while I drifted off to sleep.
*The next morning...
I tossed and turned in the bed, trying to fall back asleep. I glanced at the clock. 8:10am.
"God," I thought and rolled my eyes. "Well I might as well get up. No point in just lying here all day."
I flipped the blankets off of me and threw my legs over the side of the bed. I was still groggy. My sore arm and the events last night had given me a little lack of sleep. I kept waking up in the night, because of dreams I was having. Dreams about Ray and his eight inch-
"What the hell am I thinking!?" I thought and gave myself a mental slap. "Snap out of it!"
I shook my head and stood up. I noticed some clothes and a towel sitting on the wooden chest near the mirror, with a note on top. I padded over to the chest and picked up the note, reading it out-loud.
"Adam, I've gone to the store to pick up some groceries. I'll be back later. Signed Ray. P.S. You might want to take a shower. You smell like a gym-bag."
He had a point. I hadn't had a shower in the past 2 days. I was starting to feel a little crusty.
I shrugged, slipped off my boxers, wrapped the towel around me and stumbled into the hall. It was still reasonable colder here than in the room, even though the window in the kitchen had been closed and I could no longer hear the light sound of traffic from outside.
I opened the bathroom door and clicked it shut behind me. I removed the towel from around my waste and hopped into the shower, pulling the curtain behind me. I turned the knob and let the warm-water rush over me. It felt good against my fur and I closed my eyes, embracing the feeling.
I thought about the day before I lost my memory. I remembered getting into an argument with my dad about my grades. I had always been smart and always had good grades, but lately they had been getting lower and lower. I remembered going through a lot of stress and I was having trouble concentrating at school. I tried to tell dad that, but he just wouldn't listen to me. I remembered stomping out and going to the movies to get my mind of my life for a while. When it was over, I started home and the rest was a blank. I struggled with my memory for a while and finally gave up. I just couldn't remember.
I decided that it didn't matter now. I washed off and hopped out of the shower. I started to dry off when I heard a door slam.
"Shits fire," I thought. " Ray's here and I forgot my clothes in my room." I chewed myself out for forgetting something so simple. I would have to hurry and get back to the room. I didn't want Ray to have to see my naked ass.
I wrapped the towel around me and quickly dashed out into the hallway. I hung a left and dove into my room, and the door slammed behind me. I stood against the door, listening to see if Ray had seen me. No sound.
"Well that was exciting," I thought with a smile and quickly got dressed.
I always remember doing that when I was a kid. I always pretended that I was a spy or secret agent. It was too bad that the clothes didn't make me look like one. They were the same clothes I'd worn to the movies that night. My favorite t-shirt that was black with "Resident Evil" printed in red on the chest and a pair of boxers. My jeans were absent.
I heard footsteps in the hall and I turned to the doorway as Ray opened it and stepped inside.
"You have a very nice ass," he said with a smile. "You were running out of the bathroom so fast that your towel almost flung off."
I felt my face turn red under my fur and I gave him a weak smile.
"Well I um.... Thought it would be impolite... to walk around naked in someone else's house."
"Well its no big deal," he said and stepped back into the hallway. "I'm gonna take a quick shower and then we can see if the doctor will take a look at you today."
I nodded and he turned and entered the bathroom. I shrugged and thought about the dam doctor. With my luck I would have to get four shots in the ass and open-brain surgery. I laughed at the thought and walked into the hall. I heard the water running in the bathroom, and my curiosity overwhelmed me again.
I darted a glance down the hall and then peeked through the crack between the bathroom door and the frame. I couldn't see very much, but it was enough. I shifted my glance around, until I spotted Ray. He was standing over the sink, digging through his medicine cabinet. I watched him for a moment. His muscles shifted and twitched with every move that he made. He tail swung from side to side as he diligently dug around the cabinet and I felt a bulge growing in my shorts again. Suddenly he shut the cabinet door and saw my reflection in the mirror.
"Son of a-
I quickly shut my mouth and turned to dash to the room, but I tripped over my feet and hit the floor face first.
"I just can't catch a break," I thought as the bathroom door swung open and Ray stepped out, wearing nothing but a towel.
"Hehe.....hi," I said and sat up on the floor.
"You sure are a curios little wolf aren't you?" he said with a slight grin.
"Um....well I."
"Why don't I get dressed and we'll go talk."
"Um... okay...I guess."
Ray shut the door and I stood up.
"Someone is out to get me," I thought as I padded into the room and sat down on the bed.
I waited there for a while, thinking about what Ray would say, or do for that matter. I felt nervous. I couldn't tell if he was pissed or happy or anything. He was one of those types that are really hard to read by their facial expressions.
I jumped as I heard the door the bathroom slam and Ray stepped into the room, wearing only his boxers.
He took a seat next to me on the bed. He rubbed his paws together and scrubbed his face with them before he spoke. He seemed just as nervous as I was.
"Adam," he said in an anxious yet serious voice. "I don't know if you're just curious or what, but I know what you've been doing."
I felt sick.
"I know that you were watching me, not just now, but last night too."
I felt a lump growing in my throat. I closed my eyes and scrubbed my face with my paw.
"I'm not mad or anything. I just want to know if something is wrong."
I looked into his deep yellow eyes. I felt a sudden urge to swell within me, and I took a chance.
In one swift motion, I connected my muzzle with his and wrapped my arms around him. I felt him try to pull back a little, but I held him in place. I finally realized what I did and I quickly let him go. He was staring in disbelief.
"Oh shit," I said and stood up. "I shouldn't have done that. Sorry I'll just-
I was cut off when I felt a paw on my shoulder. I turned and saw Ray smiling.
"That's what I thought," he said and brought his muzzle to mine.
I was still a little shocked, but I quickly recovered and took in his embrace. He wrapped his arms around me and I did the same. I ran my paw down his back, feeling the warmth of his soft gray fur, and the strength of every one of his muscles. I felt the bulge in my boxers growing, until it was pressing firmly against Ray's stomach. He took one paw off my back and stroked the bulge through the fabric.
I then felt him break our kiss and he sat me down on the bed. He removed my shirt, revealing the many bruises still lingering on my chest, but for the moment they didn't matter. He dropped to his knees and pulled my boxers to the floor, letting my seven-inch hard-on free from its fabric prison. He took my member into his paw and slowly moved it up and down the full length. I closed my eyes and embraced the wonderful feeling, and my breathing began to grow heavy.
He took a quick glance at me, then moved his muzzle down and enveloped my hard-on into his mouth. I gasped as I felt a surge of forbidden pleasure pulse through me. I moaned in pleasure as he moved his muzzle up and down my shaft, his tongue caressing my head with each passing movement. I closed my eyes and felt my knot begin to swell; my climax was approaching. I knew I wouldn't last much longer, and I began to thrust into Ray's muzzle. He felt my knot swell and sped up, and moans and whimpers escaped my muzzle as my thrusts became more and more desperate.
"I'm...gonna-
A white flash envelope my senses as my orgasm hit. I howled and cummed into Ray's throat. He locked his jaw around my member, swallowing every drop as I clenched the sheets on the bed with my paws. He removed my cock from his muzzle and stroked it lightly, milking my balls clean as I lay back on the bed, breathing heavily.
He stood up and sat on the side of the bed, a noticeable bulge emerging from his boxers.
"I guess I was right. Hope it was everything you expected." he said with a grin.
"That.....was.....great," I managed to choke out. "But why should I have all the fun?"
I sat up and hopped off the bed. I got to my knees on the floor and tugged at the elastic waistband of Ray's boxers. Within seconds they were on the floor, and his eight-inch cock had fully emerged from its sheath.
I grasped the firm piece of wolf flesh and ran my paw up and down its full length. Ray closed his eyes and let out a small moan, and I moved my muzzle down and took his member into my mouth. Ray gasped as I slowly moved my muzzle up and down his shaft, caressing his head with my tongue. He moaned and placed a paw on the top of my head, easing my muzzle up and down his length. I felt his head begin to rub at the back of my throat, and precum leaked from the tip with every motion. I felt his knot swell and he began to thrust into my mouth. I quickly locked my jaw around him and he howled as he released his wolf seed into my throat. I swallowed what I could, but it proved to be too much and cum leaked from my muzzle.
Ray thrust backward onto the bed and panted heavily, as I removed his cock from my mouth. I stood up and sat on the edge of the bed as Ray began to recover and his breathing slowed a little.
"I hope that was everything you expected," I said with a toothy grin. "It was my first time."
"Haha. You did better than I did, on my first," he said smiling, as he sat up on the bed.
"Why don't we take it one step further?" I asked and stood up, placing a paw on Ray's shoulder.
"You read my mind," he said with a smile as he stood up from the bed.
We both knelt to the floor and Ray suddenly put his arms around me, pulling me into his embrace. He then tilted his muzzle toward my ear, and spoke in a whisper.
"Adam, I want you to know that I would never to anything to hurt you. If this turns out to be too much, I want you to tell me, and I'll stop."
I nodded in agreement and Ray scooted behind me as I kneeled on all fours.
I felt Ray's warm paws lift up my tail by the base and he slowly pushed one of his fingers carefully in. I gasped at the slight pain, I'd never been with another male before, much less had any foreign object pushed down my ass. It was all new to me, but it was definitely something I wanted to learn more about.
I felt Ray slip another finger into my ass, then another. Sharp pain shot through me and I whimpered slightly. I didn't know if it was supposed to feel this way, or if I was doing something wrong.
Ray saw my distressed look and placed a re-assuring paw on my shoulder.
"It hurts a little at first, but don't worry little puppy, I'll go easy on you."
I shot a small smile at Ray and he resumed his labor. I began to get used to the feeling, and the pain faded into nothing more than a small burning sensation. I felt the rush of desire and temptation begin to take hold of my thoughts, and I wished that Ray would cut to the chase.
I felt Ray suddenly remove his fingers and the floor creaked beneath us as he got into position.
"I hope your ready," said Ray with a toothy grin.
"No turning back now," I said returning the grin. "What are you waiting for!?"
I felt Ray grip my shoulders, penetrating my virgin hole and I growled at the pain. Compared to Ray's member, his fingers were nothing. My paws twisted into fists and my teeth clenched with the sudden pain. I knew this was probably too much, too soon, for me, but I didn't want Ray to stop.
I closed my eyes as Ray quickened his pace a little, a moan occasionally escaping his muzzle and I felt my heart race as he penetrated my insides with every thrust. The pain soon became pleasure and I was able to relax and finally feel the real enjoyment of this new experience.
I heard Ray growl and his pace quickened again. His thrusts were becoming more and more desperate and he went deeper and deeper each time. Within another second his grip on my left shoulder tightened as he reached down and grabbed my full harden and began to stroke in rhythm with his thrusts.
I suddenly gasped for air as his paw traced my full length up and down, and precum flowed steadily from the head. I growled as my knot began to swell, and he continued to stroke faster. It wouldn't be long now.
Ray suddenly howled and his orgasm hit, and I felt his warm seed rush into my asshole. I was suddenly overwhelmed, and I closed my eyes and howled as I cummed onto the floor and Ray's hand. I felt a shiver run up my spine, and my energy dwindled into nothing.
I collapsed to the floor, still connected to Ray. I felt his paw release my shoulder and ran softly down my back. I was in good hands, and sleep and fatigue were taking over. Then Ray leaned down and whispered into my ear.
"I hope it was everything you expected, little puppy. You need to rest now."
His words still lingered in my head as I feel into a deep sleep, with Ray in my thoughts and in my dreams.
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