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_ Night wolf _

Charlie closed the front door behind him and breathed in deeply. Finally it was over. The last one of his friends had just carried in the last box and had left. After all those years living in that tiny apartment, he had managed to find a house that he could afford.

The price had been very low, considering the good condition this house was in. Probably the location of it wasn't very attractive to the masses, being a single house far off at the border to a forest.

This didn't matter to Charlie. The man in his thirties had a car and didn't mind driving for a while to get to work. Looking to his right, he took a look at himself. The big wardrobe with the large mirror was one of the many pieces of furniture that were already there.

He looked a bit tired, which was a pretty normal condition for him. The state of his short matted hair told him, that he should visit the shower. He also neglected his body a bit, so he was slightly chubby. Still he didn't eat enough to get fat. Or maybe those sleepless nights kept using up quite some calories.

A look at his smart watch told him that it was already past eleven in the evening. He decided to skip the shower and head to bed instead. The day had been stressful and carrying around heavy things was not one of his usual activities either.

After changing into his pajamas, he threw himself into bed. The exhaustion made him fall asleep right away.

---

Charlie was suddenly torn from his dreams by a sound. He wasn't even sure if that sound was part of his dream or had come from a source in this world. He sat up in bed and listened. The rain was turning the roof into a drum, but the rhythm was too fast to dance to.

His eyes began to close on their own and he began to lay down again when the sound reappeared, echoing through the still pretty empty hallways of the house. It was a howling. That alone was making him feel uncomfortable, but the sound alone could still be considered normal, given the proximity to a forest.

What was really making him switch from sleepy to fully awake in the blink of an eye, was the fact that it didn't sound like it came from the outside. Whatever it was, seemed to be inside this house.

He was going through possible options in his mind. Locking the door and waiting for the morning, seemed to be the safest action. The howling started again.

Charlie stood up, turned on the light and slowly stepped out into the corridor. Something inexplicable drew him towards the source. It seemed to come from downstairs, so he walked to the stairway and descended.

His heart was beating fast in his chest, sending adrenaline through his veins. The howling only lasted for a few seconds each time, so he had to stop and wait for the following one. When the sound started again, it sent a shiver down his spine.

He felt fear, so far no surprise. But he also felt some strange excitement, like he was only seconds away from discovering something important. Maybe he would even find the one thing, that he was missing in his life.

After a few more steps along the corridor, it became clear that the howling came through the closed door to the cellar. Charlie put his hand on the door handle and could swear that it was even vibrating a little. He took a deep breath and turned the handle.

The silence came as suddenly as if he had just switched off the speakers. It also meant that he had been spotted. Whatever was down there, was now aware of him. Slowly, he opened the door and flipped the switch at the beginning of the stairs.

The lamps down there were pretty old, but they still managed to illuminate the cellar in a cozy – or creepy – yellowish light. Cautiously, he descended step by step into the large cold room that was empty enough to return echoes of his foot steps.

Some old chairs, lamps and some mattresses were left behind by the former owner and were laying around in the room in no particular pattern. And of course, some of the boxes, that his friends brought in today, were stacked in front of the left wall.

None of those things seemed to be capable of howling. There was only one place left to check. In the back, there was a metal door leading into a large room that was mainly occupied by the big oil tank for the heating.

Cautiously, he opened the door and peeked inside. The tank was taking up most of the space. Everything that was left, was a narrow corridor without any place for anything to hide. He closed the door again.

Now he could be pretty sure that he was either going insane or that there were ghosts in this house. Charlie was disturbed in his thoughts when he heard a noise behind him. He fearfully turned around. There it was. Right between him and the way out, naturally.

He couldn't help jumping back and pressing himself against the cold metal of the door. There, just a few meters away, stood a big black wolf facing to the right, so he was looking at its flank and was able to take in its intimidating size.

The top of its back almost reached up to Charlie's hip and he guessed that the wolf would tower over him quite a bit if it ever happened to stand upright. The body was so dark that it seemed to be a shadow itself.

Until now there was no movement in it, but now it turned towards him with just the head. He didn't know how he could have missed the red glowing eyes, but now they were looking straight at him.

The wolf bared its teeth and was growling, sounding like an ongoing thunder, while the fiery eyes seemed to burn a hole into his soul. This wasn't a friendly pose, no. Charlie was shaking, fearing for his life.

Still, the creature in front of him was the most magnificent being, he had ever seen. His eyes started to wander down the impressive muscular body. He had always have a thing for canines and loved big dogs, but this specimen outclassed them all.

The beautiful black fur wasn't as black as he had first thought. It was shimmering slightly blue in the dim light of the cellar lamp. The fluffy tail was long and moving ever so slightly. The urge to touch this demon, ghost or whatever it was, to run his fingers through that fur and feel the strength below, grew stronger with every second.

His eyes inevitably ended up between its hind legs, where he could see the balls and a sheath, determining him as a male. From the corner of his eyes he could see that the wolf was losing a bit of his composure. Then the threatening growling stopped.

“Well, that's odd.", the wolf suddenly said, “You are the first to be able to take your eyes away from mine."

Charlie wasn't as surprised as he should have been, when he heard him talk. He even felt kind of relieved as it meant being able to communicate with him. The voice was low, a little bit growling. He could not even tell if the lips had moved at all.

---

Thinking that the human was looking at a way out or some sort of weapon, the wolf followed the eyes of the human.

“Wait a second... What the hell are you staring at anyway?"

His voice didn't sound angry, though. It seemed that he was instead grinning inside. He decided to drop the threatening stance completely and relaxed a bit.

Usually the demon wolf used death threats to subdue a human and get him to do what he wanted, but the behavior of this one opened a possibility that promised a lot more fun. He watched the human sink down into a sitting position, leaning against that door.

He was no stranger to different stances, not a lot different than his feral relatives. Although his opponent wasn't a wolf, he could read him with ease. A human would not get down from a standing position. He would not give up the faster movement on his legs while being able to use his hands to defend or attack.

Unless, of course, he was giving in. Or maybe he was just enjoying the view and wanted to get closer to the floor to get a better angle. The fact that he was still trying to get lower by bending sideways, kinda supported that assumption.

“What you are doing looks awfully uncomfortable.", he said with an amused tone in his voice, “I would suggest laying on your back in the middle, so I could allow you to have a closer look."

---

It took Charlie a few seconds to process what the wolf had just said. Was he really offering him, what he thought he did? The unnatural voice sounded so friendly all of a sudden. Without giving it much of a thought, Charlie crawled a few meters towards the wolf and lay down on his back with his head towards the dark creature.

The wolf took a few steps forwards, obviously moving especially slow to tease him. He turned around and lifted his right back leg over him. Finally, Charlie was looking up at the chest of the wolf. The head of the canine was behind him and the sheath was right above his own. Well, crotch and not sheath, of course.

Being so close to him, he tried to smell him and sucked in the surrounding air through his nose. He could detect a faint, slightly musky and somehow animalistic odor. He repeated this a few times to get as much of this into his lungs as he could. The process made him a bit light headed, though.

His heart, still pounding in his chest, started pumping blood into a different part of him now. Because of the higher pulse, his penis grew from flaccid to “get me out of these trousers" very fast.

Charlie did not dare to touch himself, though. He was worried, that the wolf might consider it inappropriate. After a few seconds, he sensed that the wolf was completely still as if he was waiting for something. Trying to clear his thoughts, he decided that he should get more information about the wolf.

“What... Who are you?", Charlie finally managed to ask.

“Oh, you do have a voice after all.", the furry male responded and paused for a few seconds before he continued, “My name is Sayne. Technically... I am a demon. A night wolf, to be precise."

“A demon.", Charlie repeated in a whisper as if saying it out loud would be a sin.

He already expected something like this, so why did hearing it have such an effect on him? But the fear that started to rise in him, soon lost against his other kind of excitement and died down again.

---

“Alright.", the wolf said, “Let's get this over with. I will just tell you the facts. I won't kill you. Unless you misbehave, of course. I am not interested in some sort of soul, that you might or might not have. From time to time I might want to taste your blood, but not in a way that will hurt you too much."

The wolf stopped briefly to give the human a chance to respond, but he didn't. Surprisingly, the man below him seemed to be totally fine with this.

“For some reason, that I don't want to bore you with, I need your permission to leave this place. And we need to create a bond between us. So let me ask you a question first. Am I to your liking?"

“Yes.", the answer came without any delay, “Yes, you are."

“Good. Do you want to touch me? Feel me? Maybe taste me?"

“Oh, god. Yes!", Charlie answered and started to raise his hand.

“Not so fast!", the wolf stopped him, “We can be together, but for that pact, you need to ingest three of my body liquids. Choose!"

---

Charlie was baffled for a second. This sounded like a wonderful thing to do. There were things, he wanted to taste anyway. But what liquids were valid?

Of course, he immediately thought of blood. Wasn't it always blood? But that meant that the wolf must be wounded. He didn't want that.

“Is spittle ok?", he finally asked.

“Yes, that's a convenient choice. Continue!"

The next one was obvious, but it wasn't that easy to actually say it.

“Cum?", he meekly asked after gathering enough courage.

“Hehe, alright. Means fun for both of us. One more!"

The last one was even more difficult. He was carrying around this fantasy for quite a while now.

“Your... your pee?"

Sayne chuckled.

“Well, that's a first. Usually they choose tears, sweat or blood.", the wolf bent down his head between his forelegs to look at Charlie, “You probably got inspired by the view, didn't you?"

Charlie was pretty sure, that his face was red as a ripe tomato and that it was visible even in this dim light. He managed to pry his eyes away from the genitals of the wolf and looked up into the face of him. He could not help, but smile sheepishly at the demon who was slowly moving down until his face was just above the human's.

“Alright then, open your mouth!"

Charlie did as he was told and opened his mouth as far as he could.

The wolf opened his maw and extended his long and broad tongue. Slowly his drool ran down across the flexible muscle. The viscous liquid was building strings that almost connected both of their mouths, before they snapped and dripped into the mouth of the human.

When the first drop landed on his tongue and coated his taste buds, Charlie's own dick started to drool as well. Being below this magnificent creature, tasting something of him, was clearly having an arousing effect on him. It was partly the domination, but also the intimacy with someone so extraordinary.

The taste itself was hard to describe. It definitely felt like something foreign. There was a slightly bitter taste to it and it prickled a bit on his tongue as if it contained a mild acid. It was probably comparable to drinking a coke made from an alternative recipe.

After a small lake had accommodated in the back of his mouth, he briefly closed it to swallow and immediately opened it again to not miss a single drop.

He did this three more times, before the wolf closed his maw to the dismay of the human, who was starting to get hooked on the spit.

---

Sayne took a step to the side.

“Now let's get to the second one. To get my cum, you will let me fuck your mouth."

Charlie was on his feet in the blink of an eye.

“Oh, wait! I have the perfect thing for this.", the man said and rushed out of the cellar, before the wolf could react, “I'm back in a second!"

Sayne stood there totally perplexed.

“Did I just let that human escape?", he wondered.

But his concerns were unnecessary. Charlie returned very soon with a small spray bottle in his hand.

“This will make my throat numb, so I won't gag when you... well..."

Sayne began to wonder, who the hell that guy was. He wasn't normal, otherwise he would have either fought him or attempted to flee already. But at this very moment, he was watching that crazy human using the spray on himself, so he could be a better sex toy for him.

“Good. You are the first one to be actually kinda prepared for me. Which in itself is weird enough. One could think, that you planned on getting raped."

---

Charlie didn't pay enough attention to notice the hidden question as he was too focused on the preparations. He stacked two mattresses and lay down on it, but they were still not high enough. After getting a third one, his head came to rest in a height that would let the wolf facefuck him in a convenient way. At least convenient for the demon.

He was laying on his back with his head bent backwards, just over the edge of the mattress and looked expectantly at Sayne. The sight was something special. He could watch the wolf approach him from a point of view just below his belly.

The big muzzle of the wolf was the first part to reach him and Sayne playfully licked across his face with his broad slobbery tongue. Charlie licked across his lips to taste some more of the spittle.

When the wolf continued to move forwards, the belly fur brushed over his face. He could already feel the body warmth of the demon, which – in his opinion – was just slightly higher than normal for a canine.

Like a signal for the upcoming event, the bright red cock started to show and was practically glowing in contrast to the black fur. It had the typical canine shape with its pointy tip and the slick, veiny shaft that was slowly emerging from the sheath now. Pretty sure, somewhere in there was a lurking knot as well.

Charlie covered his teeth with his lips and opened his mouth to form a nice inviting hole for the beast. A drop of precum was forming on the tip and was received by the human tongue. The taste hit him like an electric jolt. It had the same distinct signature to it like the smell that filled his nostrils now: Pure sex.

Ever so slowly, the member passed his lips and moved further inside. There was merely one thought filling his mind: He was getting penetrated by this wonderful being. Everything up to now could be considered fooling around, but this was the real thing.

Charlie was flicking his tongue against the tip and licking around every new centimeter of the dick in his mouth. Sayne stopped when he was almost completely buried inside of the human's mouth and just enjoyed the tongue for a minute. The wolf started to pant and let his tongue hang out of his maw.

Charlie was pushing the welcome intruder against his palate and was trying his best to give it a massage using his tongue. The precum was now continuously dripping into his mouth and he had to swallow regularly, which felt a bit weird, being almost upside down with a numb throat.

Sayne pulled out until only the tip was still between his lips, then he pushed in again. The wolf repeated this and pushed a little bit further in each time. Charlie's lips closed tightly around the sensitive tool, while his tongue did his best to stimulate it on every visit.

Charlie felt the cock reaching and entering his throat. He was glad, that he had prepared for this and wasn't gagging uncontrollably now. Instead he closed his eyes and enjoyed the rare experience being fucked by a fantasy creature.

Sayne got faster and faster and was soon fully humping his mouth. Using his strong back legs and bending his back, he was pumping his cock in and out. The movements became too fast to use his tongue in any other way than to change his mouth into a tight orifice for the demon wolf to have his way with.

The panting of Sayne got louder and faster. Suddenly a large thing started bumping against his lips. After he opened his eyes, he could see that the knot had made its appearance and there was no way that he would be able to take that big thing in.

Just a few seconds later, the cock was pushed so deeply into him, that it was buried in his throat and the knot was prying open his mouth so far, that it started to hurt. Still it did not get past his lips completely. Sayne emitted something like a howl and his movements came to a halt.

The first spurts of the demonic seed were spilled right down his throat. Charlie started to fear, that he would not be able to get a taste of it. He would also like to take a breath soon.

As if sensing this or just not wanting to suffocate the human, the wolf pulled back just a little bit until the penis was no longer inside the throat, but still deep inside the mouth.

Finally, the man got to sample the watery cum, that kept spurting into his mouth. The taste was full of emotions, full of long treasured fantasies and it was simply the best.

All his senses clung to that feeling and this pushed him over the edge. He tensed up and felt his own cock erupt in his best orgasm ever. The considerably smaller human cock shot out his cum into his pajamas.

But even the best things come to an end and so the fountain finally dried up. After one last swallow, Charlie allowed himself to fully relax.

“I will...", Sayne said a bit exhausted, “I will just rest for a minute here."

After he had emptied his balls into the mouth of the human, the wolf collapsed upon him and they both enjoyed the afterglow. The human relished the warmth and the weight of the wolf on top of him, which was bearable, because of the mattresses and its even distribution on him.

He still had the spent cock in his mouth and dutifully cleaned it with his tongue. His nose was close to the fur just in front of the testicles and he breathed in the musky scent of that area deeply.

---

After a few minutes, the penis started to go into hiding again and Charlie gave it a last loving lick, before he could finally allow his mouth to rest. But being so close to the wolf, kept him longing to feel him up with his hands and finally he could not resist any longer.

He raised his arms and touched the wolf. The fur felt very soft and hot between his fingers. He continued to pet and caress the demonic animal all over. He wasn't sure if doing that with a non feral animal was appropriate or if it felt nice for the wolf, but he didn't notice any signs of resistance.

Charlie decided that his tongue had rested long enough and so he stretched his neck and stuck out his tongue to get a taste of the balls whose former contents were now a part of him. At least for a while. He slowly licked across the large furry sack of the canine and felt Sayne shiver slightly above him.

“You know... The sweat, you are licking up now, would actually count as a third liquid."

Charlie immediately stopped licking and Sayne chuckled.

“Don't worry! I will still fill you up with my special brew. Speaking of which: Lay down on the floor again."

Sayne got up from him and Charlie felt so very cold all of a sudden, especially in the area on his lower belly, where an inexplicable wet patch had formed.

Charlie still followed the order and watched the wolf move up to his chest.

“I want to look into your eyes, when you are turning into my toilet."

The wolf sat down on Charlie's chest and bent forward until the sheath touched the human's lips. The weight of the creature of the night was almost too much for him and it became harder to breathe, although he guessed that a portion of the weight was still on the front legs.

Charlie sucked his lips into his mouth to lick across them. He never tasted the urine of someone else, but he so wanted this magnificent creature to dominate him in every possible way. Now, the time of truth had come.

He stuck out his tongue into the sheath, where it was met with the tip of the canine penis, slowly emerging from its hiding spot. The faint taste and smell of cum were still present.

“Ah, this will be my first piss after six years.", the wolf sighed and looked down into the face of the man.

Charlie eyes went wide as he imagined swallowing gallons of liquid waste. He was almost pulling away, but the demon wolf moved a bit further forward and pushed his emerging cock into the warm mouth below.

Having his sensitive organ slide across that soft tongue again, felt so very nice. And now that is was lodged deeply within, the human could not easily spit it out anymore, even if he wanted to.

“You wanted to be my tree. Now go through with it.", he demanded.

Seeing the conflicting emotions on the human's face, the wolf could barely keep himself from rolling around laughing. The man seemed to fear drowning in a sea full of this most unusual drink.

“Relax!", the wolf said amused, “In those years, I haven't had anything to drink either. I was pretty much frozen in time."

The wolf exhaled and began to drain his bladder into the willing receptacle below him. Charlie's moving eyes and the expression on his face were telling Sayne, that all of the human's senses and his whole being were focusing to get the most out of this experience, while he got his first mouthful of the third and final fluid.

---

The taste wasn't too strong, actually. It wasn't as concentrated as morning pee. Charlie didn't have time to concentrate on the taste that much anyway, because he needed to keep on swallowing rapidly.

Although the wolf was obviously trying to go slow, the amount of urine gushing out of him was too much to handle and a bit of it continuously dribbled out of the corners of his mouth onto the concrete floor. Considering that he had never done this before, he still did a great job and didn't waste much of it.

Charlie supposed that the actual taste wasn't that important anyway. It was the submissiveness of the act itself: Laying there and giving himself up to perform such a degrading act, just to help the wolf fulfill one of his most basic needs.

Just before Charlie thought that he could take no more, the flow started to subside and finally the last dribbles were emptied into him. He sucked the last drops out of the slick penis while it was slowly pulled from his mouth.

Now he could take his time moving his tongue around in the hot brew. It was a bit salty, very warm and tasted of demon wolf, he guessed. After the cum, that he had enjoyed before, this was probably the second best thing.

He wouldn't mind tasting more of this in the future, that was for sure. Finally, he swallowed his last mouthful down.

Sayne slowly stood up and only now Charlie noticed how shallow his breathing had been during the last few minutes. Without the weight on his chest, he took a few deep breaths. This caused him to suddenly burp, which made the wolf laugh.

---

“Now, that we've completed this, it is time for you to allow me to roam freely in this world. It's about time, after I got stuck here for over six years.", Sayne stated and finally got back to his most important matter.

“How do I do this?"

“Just say: I allow Sayne to move freely in the world of humans."

“That's it? No ritual or something like that?"

“No, it is really just about the special role of humans in the world and their free will. That sort of bullshit."

Charlie thought it over. The wolf had been imprisoned in the cellar for six years. As he was a demon, there probably was a good reason why he wasn't allowed to leave this place.

How could he satisfy the wolf's demand and still delay this decision? It was possible, probably even certain, that this creature had used his sexual desires to get him to do whatever he wanted.

“I allow Sayne... to move freely... in this house.", he finally said hesitantly and looked at the wolf with his most submissive look.

The demon stared at Charlie and shook his head.

“You are not very good at repeating, are you?"

At the same time, Sayne sighed as he felt a weight being magically lifted off of him. He was at least a little bit less imprisoned. In addition, he felt quite relieved after having used Charlie to take care of multiple - long overdue - needs, which put him into a pretty nice mood.

So, if that human wanted to take it slow, he might be inclined to just let him. Hell, he could keep having fun with him for at least two more days. Everything was an improvement after six years of seeing nothing but a dark cellar.

“Alright. You hesitate to let me out into the world to murder the whole human race, I guess."

“Would you really do that?", Charlie asked nervously.

“No, I was just kidding. My assignment on earth is to go out there and fill them all up with my piss. By the way: You got something to drink? I should prepare myself."

Charlie could not help, but picture it in his mind. He could not stop the images to pop up, showing newspaper headlines like “Demon Dog keeps abusing humans as fire hydrants". Finally he broke out into laughter and Sayne joined in. The tension, that had previously been there, was gone.

He would still have to make a decision sooner or later, but he would be able to evaluate the danger a lot better if he had more time to get to know this demon. Maybe it was naive, but he also hoped that this was the beginning of some sort of friendship.

“Can I ask you something?"

“What is it?"

“The thing about the three liquids... This wasn't really..."

“Does it really matter?", the wolf interrupted him, “I would say, we both had our share of fun. And it isn't over, yet."

The human smiled at the demon.

“Well, then. Follow me into my new freedom!", the wolf walked up the stairs and stopped at the door. Turning his head to look back at Charlie, he slowly raised his tail to reveal his pucker. The wolf grinned when he saw Charlie's eyes immediately move towards it.

The small ring of muscle was barely visible in between the black fur. The skin was a bit shiny with a small amount of moisture. Charlie was unconsciously licking his lips, yearning to add his own moisture to that spot, but more importantly: Longing to taste what he thought to be the most private part of his new friend.

He was following the wolf upstairs until they ended up in the bedroom. It was a good thing, that it was Saturday, because the human would not be able to leave that room for several hours.

And he would also need a lot of rest afterwards.

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