The First Night
#1 of The First Night
When Zeke woke up, he was lying face down on a wooden floor in an unfamiliar place. It was dark. His mind was foggy and his muscles ached. He tried to take stock of his situation, but he found it too hard to concentrate, eventually coming to the conclusion that he would continue to lie face down on the floor until something came back to him from the night before.
Must have been one hell of a night.
After a few minutes he climbed to his feet, tried to take a single step forward and came crashing down again. His legs felt like stilts - completely alien devices that robbed him of his balance. His eyes suddenly stung, and the room was filled with the light of a single torch.
"Finally awake then, little bro?"
Zeke had known about his eventual fate his entire life. His parents had told him at a young age, and taken great care to explain to him that the blood of a beast flowed through his veins. The origin of the curse was different depending on who he asked, but the basic story was always the same - for as long as their records held every member of his family, on the night of their twenty-first birthday, began to transform into a werewolf at sundown each day.
For Zeke, today was that day, and he was being driven far into the country by his brother Andy to experience his first change. The son of rich parents, Zeke had been raised in the city, and had no idea that such desolate areas of the English countryside even existed.
Despite his best efforts, Zeke had always been a little awkward. His milk-white skin refused to tan, and though he played football with his friends he'd never developed any muscle. He cut his auburn hair short since it grew wildly without being kept in check.
Eventually they came to a building, stood in the middle of a grassy field. As they walked along the rough stone path to the front door, his brother was the first to break the silence.
"Here we are, little bro. We call this 'The Safehouse', it's a controlled area where you'll change for the first time. No people, no things, nothing that can cause a scene."
"Is this really necessary?" Zeke replied, standing in the shade of the porch he watched his brother fumbling with a circle of antique-looking keys to unlock the door.
"Trust me, the first time is a doozy."
Eventually they arrived in a room at the very top of the house. There were no windows and the walls seemed thick - it must have been custom built to keep the lid on their family's little secret.
"Now, Zeke, little bro." Andy spoke as he finished locking the first of the door's many restraints "There's a kind of ritual to this, to make the whole thing easier."
Before Zeke could ask him what he meant, his brother was undressing - quickly unbuttoning his shirt and throwing it to one side, tearing open his jeans and pulling them down to his ankles. Zeke instinctively looked away as he saw that his brother was going commando.
"Oh, god, dude..." Zeke started.
"Embarassed that I have a bigger dick than you?" Andy cut in, meeting Zeke with a grin until he realised that the joke had fallen flat. "I know this is weird, but trust me. You have to see how this happens for you to understand it, and you'll be getting plenty used to the sight sooner or later. And besides, just thank your lucky stars that you didn't have to do this with Dad."
"I did not need that image."
"Promise me that you'll watch the entire thing."
"I promise" Zeke replied, reluctantly turning to face his brother. He was now fully naked, standing completely unashamed with his hands on his hips. As Zeke's eyes wandered over his brother's body, he began to think that maybe he had a right to show off - Andy was toned and covered in a thin layer of body hair that trailed over his abs, down over his stomach and pointed the way towards a meaty, uncut cock. He'd always shared a friendly sibling rivalry with his brother, and he winced again as the realisation washed over him that his brother did actually have a bigger dick than he did.
"So..." he blurted out, trying to distract himself "When does this start?"
"Five minutes or so? We cut it pretty close getting here. You'll want to get undressed too, unless you want to tear that expensive shirt of yours." He swayed his hips, his flaccid cock swinging with the motion. Andy never missed a chance to make him feel uncomfortable.
He reluctantly followed his brother's lead, pulling off his shirt and throwing it to the corner of the room. He unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans, stepping out of them and kicking them to one side. Standing there in his boxers, he wondered if that would be enough to appease his brother.
"Zeke, I know for a fact that you wear fancy designer boxers. Do you really want to ruin them? And do you want to know what's going to happen to your nuts if they start a tug-of-war with cotton?"
Zeke grimaced, and hooked his fingers inside the waistband of his boxers. He took a deep breath and let them fall to the floor. He braced himself for a teasing comment about him being the smaller brother, but the only sound that came was a grunt as his brother fell to the floor. Thick, bushy fur began to grow rapidly over his body as his limbs seemed to stretch, forming wolf-like digitigrade legs. Andy's fingers stretched to become claws, and he let out an almost bloodcurdling howl as his face took on more canine features. Zeke was certain that his brother was in an incredible amount of pain, until Andy threw his head back, rocking back onto his haunches and thrusting his obvious erection upwards. It looked like his cock had been the first thing to change - Andy was even larger now, as thick as a man's wrist and almost comically mis-matched against his mostly-human shaped body. The proportions quickly began to fill out, however, and soon Andy's entire body had stretched and bulked to a similar degree.
While Zeke knew that he had to observe the entire transformation, he was transfixed from that point by his brother's manhood as it throbbed in the air in front of him. Its girth increased, and its tip glistened with a hint of pre as it bounced between his muscular legs. Zeke felt a flush come over him as he felt his own cock rising to attention and realised exactly what he'd been thinking.
Jesus Christ, this is your damn brother. He's probably embarrassed as hell to have to have to show himself like this, letting his little brother see his gigantic veiny cock like that... Damn it, not helping!
He watched, enthralled as the bead of pre rolled slowly over Andy's foreskin, down the shaft, towards the thick black fur that was now covering his brother's body.
Of course, is that thing really my brother at this point? He's more beast than man now...
He couldn't take it any more. Like a man possessed, Zeke pounced on his brother, grabbing hold of his large, black furred balls and planting his tongue firmly against the hilt of his dick. Slowly, he traced the line of pre backward up Andy's shaft, licking firmly up the sensitive underside of his dick until he reached the foreskin-covered head. Flicking his tongue tenderly over the puckered flesh, he pushed his lips downwards, pushing back the soft skin to reveal the werewolf's engorged head.
The beast gave a grunt that sounded like approval, and Zeke felt powerful hips forcing more werewolf cock against his tongue. He chanced a glance upwards, and saw the beast that was his brother staring back down at him with a grin.
It was the first time Zeke had seen a wolf grin, but he was sure that's what it was - and he wanted to keep that grin in place. There was far too much of the wolf's length to deepthroat effectively, but he still tried, managing a good three quarters of the enormous cock before having to pull back off. He went again, this time amazing himself by taking the entire thing, burying his face in the werewolf's crotch and letting the smell of fur full his nostrils.
And what a smell! It was unlike anything he'd encountered before - it was a strong smell, telling of a powerful, potent male with hormones flaring. He reveled in his newfound ability to deepthroat, tugging on the werewolf's powerful hips to encourage him to buck into his throat, sparingly making swallowing motions around the shaft.
It wasn't long before he felt a change come over the powerful wolf above him. His breathing became more shallow and his muscles tensed, and without warning he felt powerful black-clawed paws press into the back of his head, the werewolf losing all inhibitions and fucking his maw without missing a beat. He tried to pull back but couldn't, and just as he was about to panic he heard a powerful cry from above, the cock in his mouth pulsed, and seconds later he was swallowing copious amounts of thick, musky cum. He savoured it as he swallowed, there was just something inherently masculine about the wolf's cum, more-so than the obvious at least. When the werewolf's orgasm subsided and Zeke had thoroughly milked his cock dry, he felt the grip on his head relax and he pulled off, taking a well needed breath.
He watched the wolf's huge cock begin to soften, the spent meat clearly satisfied by his performance, but Zeke was still blinded by lust. He pressed his nose into the beast's giant balls, inhaling the smell, and placing firm licks underneath until he was suddenly brought back to reality by a familiar voice.
"Sorry little bro, hope I didn't hurt you there. I got a little carried away."
Zeke fell backwards in surprise, then froze. His brother was lucid this whole time? He'd so convinced himself that he was playing with a brainless monster that he couldn't accept it - the voice was deeper and more raspy, but there was no doubt about it - it was Andy. He then became aware of something else. He looked down, and could do nothing but gawp.
He'd transformed. His pasty white skin had become a forest of dense black fur the same shade as his brother's, his shoulders had broadened, and while he was noticeably less muscular than Andy, he could feel an incredible amount of power in his limbs. A new wave of humiliation washed over him as he realised that he was still hard as a rock. His cock had the same basic shape as when he was human, but instead of being a modest six inches, it now sat twitching on his stomach, thick as a can and protruding past his navel. Pre had matted his fur, far more than he'd have ever produced while human. Feeling another rush, he grabbed the top half of it with his paw.
This can't really get more embarrassing, he thought, so I may as well get off.
He explored his newly transformed dick with his fingers, rolling the forekskin back and forth over the tip of his dick, and within a matter of seconds felt his orgasm approaching, and he shot several thick shots of cum, so hard that what didn't land on the dusty floor next to him coated his face and the top of his chest. He looked up at his brother sheepishly, his cum dripping from his muzzle.
"Like I said, little bro," Andy smirked, "the first time is a doozy."