Greg pushed the button on the treadmill to make it speed up slightly.\u00a0 He could feel the ache starting in the right side of his stomach but he felt restless.\u00a0 Around him were people in various levels of fitness running, jogging or walking on the other treadmills.\u00a0 The gym was fairly packed for a Saturday evening but he’d been lucky enough to find an empty spot.\u00a0 Usually he skipped exercising on the weekends but he woke feeling out-of-sorts and decided to try the gym rather than pace his small apartment.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
An attractive lady stole a glance at him, smiling as she did.\u00a0 He smiled back but kept his breathing to the proper rhythm.\u00a0 The woman stopped on her treadmill to wipe her face and stretch in an exaggerated manner, her chest pushing out to emphasize her breasts beneath the sports bra.\u00a0 Her eyes darted to Greg again before she went through a few quick stretches.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
Greg sighed.\u00a0 She was part of the problem.\u00a0 Well, not her specifically.\u00a0 Women.\u00a0 He was twenty-eight years old and, as far as he knew he was straight.\u00a0 However, for the past few months Greg found himself fantasizing about men.\u00a0 One night, while he was masturbating to the thought of banging some made up woman he found himself wondering what it would feel like to be in her place.\u00a0 What would it feel like to have breasts with sensitive nipples?\u00a0 Breasts you could play with whenever you wanted.\u00a0 And a pussy… He’d seen his fair share of vaginas throughout his life and he’d always envied women with their ability to have multiple orgasms – mind blowing orgasms that left some of them speechless.\u00a0 So what would it be like to be the woman?\u00a0 To have some man pounding into you?\u00a0 He put himself mentally into the woman’s position and came nearly immediately.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
The next time, he started in the woman’s position from the beginning and found himself rock hard within moments.\u00a0 And the next time.\u00a0 And the time after that.\u00a0 Soon, he found himself glancing at men and wondering – was it that man that was fucking \u201cher\u201d from behind?\u00a0 Or this other man?\u00a0 He sometimes wondered what it’d be like to kiss one them, to feel their hands on his body.\u00a0 At first, he’d jerk himself back from the recollections with shame and the next time he’d masturbate, he was the one doing the fucking.\u00a0 But, slowly, he’d wonder again and the next attractive man might end up being on the face of the man in his imagination.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
Eventually the lines blurred and he didn’t feel as ashamed.\u00a0 He caught himself staring at men more and more – the way they walked, their ass and legs, their mouths… and their crotch.\u00a0 Were they big or small?\u00a0 Would they fill him… “her” up?\u00a0 Would it hurt in a good way?\u00a0 It was always “her” when he masturbated, never him.\u00a0 He never imagined himself as a man getting fucked from behind.\u00a0 But, slowly, he wondered if that’s how it might be.\u00a0 He didn’t have an “Ahah!” moment where he shouted, “HEY!\u00a0 I’m gay!\u00a0 The universe makes sense now and everything is all right!”\u00a0 He simply found himself thinking that, yeah, maybe there was something to it.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
He still liked women.\u00a0 He still wondered what some women would look like naked and he still imagined fucking them – and got hard thinking about it.\u00a0 But, sometimes he’d imagine a woman naked and think, “Yeah, I’d like to fuck the hell out of her.” but then go to bed without masturbating.\u00a0 If he made the mistake of letting his mind wander over being the faceless woman on “her” hands and knees then he always had to masturbate.\u00a0 The visuals and feelings were too intense to ignore.\u00a0 So, perhaps not gay but at least bisexual.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
“At least” bisexual.\u00a0 He sighed again.\u00a0 Part of him coming here today was to give himself time to think.\u00a0 Exercise always focused his mind.\u00a0 He glanced at the woman again and found her staring at his crotch.\u00a0 He felt his own hard-on and ground his teeth.\u00a0 Apparently the exercise didn’t focus his mind enough; he’d been thinking about it again.\u00a0 Greg hit the emergency stop button and got off to walk around.\u00a0 It didn’t help that his teeth hurt.\u00a0 Or his gums.\u00a0 One of them did.\u00a0 He’d been grinding his teeth since the night before and it’d kept him up.\u00a0 He did his best to keep his eyes off of the other guys around him while he did his upper body workout.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
The weights felt strange as he worked through his sets.\u00a0 Sometimes he couldn’t lift as much as he had before and sometimes he could lift more.\u00a0 Twice he had to have a guy help to spot him because he felt twitchy – never a good thing when lifting heavy weights above your own face.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
When he finished his routine he still felt restless and his gums itched.\u00a0 He’d been in a few fights when he was younger and more stupid and this felt a little like that.\u00a0 He wanted to hit something over and over until he couldn’t breathe anymore.\u00a0 The gym had an area with a few heavy bags but he’d never messed with them before.\u00a0 Now he was interested.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
He heard some light thudding sounds coming from the room as he got closer to it.\u00a0 Greg stopped at the entrance to the room.\u00a0 A slightly built man was jabbing at one of the larger bags.\u00a0 The man was perhaps 5 feet 8 inches to Greg’s 6 feet 2 inch frame.\u00a0 Where Greg was solid, this man was built smaller but in better shape – it looked like he had barely any fat on him.\u00a0 Whip-like.\u00a0 He worked around the bag, sometimes stepping back, sometimes in and sometimes weaving his upper body in a tight circle while he worked the bag.\u00a0 Sweat flew off of him when he punched and he breathed out sharply with a ‘shh!’ sound each time.\u00a0 He looked young but Greg couldn’t place his age.\u00a0 Boyish.\u00a0 Maybe twenty-two?<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
Greg walked over to an empty bag before his brain could take that thought process any further.\u00a0 He glanced back at the other man and then took what he imagined to be a fighting pose.\u00a0 He lurched forward to punch the bag and then again.\u00a0 The impact of his fist on the bag was satisfying in a way he hadn’t known before.\u00a0 Soon he was pounding away at the bag left and right.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
A voice stopped him.\u00a0 “Ummm…”<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
Greg caught the wildly swinging bag and turned to face the smaller man.\u00a0 “Hey.\u00a0 What’s up?” \u00a0He asked.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
“Well, it’s probably none of my business but it looked like you haven’t worked a bag before.\u00a0 I thought I might offer some advice.\u00a0 If you cared.\u00a0 If not, I’ll apologize and let you get back to it.”<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
Greg took a couple wheezing breaths.\u00a0 “No… No, please do.\u00a0 I just… It’s my first time trying it.”<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
A grin split the other man’s face and Greg had to grind his teeth again.\u00a0 The guy wasn’t handsome, he was… almost cute.\u00a0 He had a dash of light freckles across his nose and face and a heart-shaped face under a mop of unruly red hair.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
“I could kind of tell.”\u00a0 The man said.\u00a0 He stuck out his wrapped hand.\u00a0 “Thomas.\u00a0 Pleased to meet you.”<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
“Greg.\u00a0 My pleasure.\u00a0 Now, what am I doing wrong?”<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
The guy laughed.\u00a0 “Oh, everything!\u00a0 Here, let’s start with how you stand.\u00a0 I’ll just run you through some basics.”<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
He had<\/b> been doing everything wrong.\u00a0 Thomas warned him to keep his wrists straight and not to lean into the punch.\u00a0 From there, they worked on his stance (left hand leading, legs apart) and the way he stepped.\u00a0 Greg lost himself in the instruction.\u00a0 “I guess I always thought you just punched.”\u00a0 He told Thomas.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
“Oh, well, yeah.\u00a0 That’s one way to do it.\u00a0 You’re a big fella so that might work for you but someone smaller like me could take you out if they knew a bit of boxing or some other martial art.\u00a0 Small and fast, that’s they way I do it.\u00a0 Well, haha!\u00a0 Not all small.”\u00a0 He grinned again and Greg had to look away.\u00a0 His heart was racing in his chest and it wasn’t from punching the bag.\u00a0 “Besides,” the man told him.\u00a0 “I can’t seem to build much bulk so that’s what works for me.”<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
“Yeah.\u00a0 Hey, thanks, I appreciate it.\u00a0 Have you been boxing long?”<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
“About nine years.\u00a0 Started when I was a Sophomore in high school.\u00a0 I haven’t done anything beyond spars but I try to keep it up for the exercise.\u00a0 And if I ever have to get in a fight, it’ll help.\u00a0 You never know.\u00a0 Just hard to find a place with boxing equipment whenever I move around.\u00a0 I was lucky there was one here.”<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
Greg took a few experimental punches, trying not to make the bag swing too much.\u00a0 “Oh yeah?\u00a0 Did you just move here?”<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
“Yup.\u00a0 Last week.\u00a0 I’m renting a little house near the edge of town.\u00a0 I haven’t even finished unpacking yet.”\u00a0 Thomas shrugged.\u00a0 “I got my bed, couch and TV and that’s the important stuff.\u00a0 I’m going to hit the showers and head out.\u00a0 It was nice meeting you!\u00a0 Maybe I’ll see you around next time?”<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
Greg closed his eyes against the ‘shower’ comment.\u00a0 He turned his back to the man to hide his boner.\u00a0 He knew what the problem was – Thomas was cute in a nearly androgynous way that blurred the line between man and woman.\u00a0 He grunted and punched the bag, hard.\u00a0 “Yeah, definitely!\u00a0 Thanks again for showing me the ropes.\u00a0 I’ll just be here for a while.”\u00a0 He didn’t watch the other man leave and he cursed himself for his lack of manners.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
When Thomas was gone, Greg pounded away at the bag.\u00a0 He was a tolerant man and, aside from unthinking comments when he was a child, had nothing against homosexuality.\u00a0 It was just that it had never applied to him.\u00a0 He felt confused and seeing this young man didn’t make it any better.\u00a0 “And my goddamned teeth hurt!” He roared.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
Another voice answered him.\u00a0 “Maybe you should go see a dentist?”\u00a0 Greg spun as his face turned crimson.\u00a0 A large black man was watching him curiously.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
“Oh man.\u00a0 I’m sorry – I thought I was alone.\u00a0 Haha!\u00a0 Yeah.\u00a0 I should.\u00a0 I’ll let you have the room.\u00a0 Sorry again about that!”\u00a0 The black man cocked an eyebrow at Greg while he made his way out.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
“Goddamn fool.”\u00a0 Greg muttered to himself.\u00a0 As he left the room, he caught sight of Thomas walking through the front doors.\u00a0 Greg walked fast to catch up to him outside.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
“Hey!\u00a0 Thomas, hey!”<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
The younger man stopped at his car and turned, a slight smile on his lips.\u00a0 “Greg, howdy.”<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
“Hey, man.\u00a0 I’m sorry – I wasn’t ignoring you in there.\u00a0 That was shitty of me.\u00a0 No, really.\u00a0 Here, you’re new in town.\u00a0 Let me treat you to dinner to apologize and I’ll give you all the town gossip while I’m at it.\u00a0 The little that I know.\u00a0 Just wait for me and I’ll grab a quick shower.\u00a0 Okay?”<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
Thomas’ smile widened a little further.\u00a0 “I’d like that.”<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
Greg’s face nearly flushed as he ran back to the showers.\u00a0 “Stupid, dirty old man.”\u00a0 He told himself.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
An hour later he was seated across from Thomas in the nearby Red Apple diner.\u00a0 It was a slow evening and they had the corner to themselves.\u00a0 Their waitress was a thin girl that seemed more interested in texting than in giving them service.\u00a0 Neither of them cared that much.\u00a0 Greg felt oddly at ease in the other man’s company and was enjoying their mindless conversation.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
“So why boxing?”\u00a0 Greg asked at one point.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
Thomas watched him for a moment.\u00a0 “I got tired of being defenseless.\u00a0 I needed an outlet.”<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
“An outlet?\u00a0 For what?”<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
“I’m gay.\u00a0 The town I lived in wasn’t very tolerant so I got bullied.\u00a0 My own parents gave me shit so it was either kill myself or find an outlet.\u00a0 I’m not particularly tired of life yet so I picked boxing.\u00a0 I got in shape, worked out my frustrations and learned to ignore everyone else.\u00a0 The coach was a good guy, more like a father to me after a while.\u00a0 Taught me that most people out there bullying was because they were insecure about themselves.\u00a0 Or ignorant.\u00a0 And he taught me a good trick.”<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
Greg’s heart skipped a few beats.\u00a0 “What trick?”<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
“Hah.\u00a0 He told me to imagine the assholes with a dick for a tongue whenever they were mouthing off to me.\u00a0 It helped.\u00a0 Although I laughed once and got the shit kicked out of me for my trouble.\u00a0 If it were a boxing ring with boxing rules, I might’ve had a chance but three kids is a bit much and kicking is against regulations.”\u00a0 The corner of Thomas’ mouth curled up in a little wry grin.\u00a0 Greg smiled with him.\u00a0 “I notice you’re still sitting there.”\u00a0 Thomas said.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
“What?\u00a0 Oh… Oh!\u00a0 About you being gay?\u00a0 I don’t care.\u00a0 You seem like a cool guy and that’s what matters.\u00a0 Who cares who you sleep with, right?”<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
Thomas watched Greg carefully.\u00a0 “Right.”\u00a0 His eyes seemed to bore into Greg’s eyes.\u00a0 “Who cares who it is.”<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
The silence was heavy and pointed.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
Greg felt a bead of sweat slip down his temple.\u00a0 “Actually, I…”<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
“Who had the hamburger?”\u00a0 Their waitresses magically appeared at their table with two plates in her hands.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
Greg nearly swallowed his tongue.\u00a0 “I did.\u00a0 Thanks.”<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
The waitresses turned away after setting their plates down, already typing on her smart phone.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
Thomas carefully bent over his pasta, ignoring Greg’s cut-off sentence.\u00a0 Greg mentally cursed himself.\u00a0 What was I doing?\u00a0 What were you planning on doing there, Greg?<\/i>\u00a0 He asked himself.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
They both finished their meals in silence, lost in their own thoughts.\u00a0 When the check came, Greg picked it up while ignoring Thomas’ grumbles.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
“It’s on me.\u00a0 I felt like a dick back at the gym.\u00a0 Hey, do you need help unpacking?\u00a0 I don’t have anything else to do tonight and wouldn’t mind being out of the house.\u00a0 I’ve been feeling cooped up with nothing to do all day.\u00a0 My hands itch to do something.\u00a0 Work, I mean.”<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
Thomas grinned again.\u00a0 “Yeah, that’d be cool.\u00a0 Just follow me.\u00a0 It’s a pretty short drive.\u00a0 And, thanks for the meal.\u00a0 I haven’t really met anyone here yet.\u00a0 I’m glad to know I didn’t move somewhere bad again.”<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
On the ten minute drive to Thomas’ house, Greg’s heart tried to beat out of his chest.\u00a0 “What are you doing, Greg?”\u00a0 He asked himself out loud.\u00a0 “What are you doing?”\u00a0 His hands twitched on the steering wheel and he shrugged his shoulders while trying to itch his back on the fabric seat covers.\u00a0 “This is stupid.”<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
His dick was hard the entire ride.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
There was a muddy path leading to the house and Greg’s little car almost got stuck at one point.\u00a0 He almost turned around but couldn’t bring himself to do it.\u00a0 Thomas waited for him at the door.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
“Don’t mind the mess.”\u00a0 He told Greg.\u00a0 Inside the little white house were piles of boxes, a couch and a small LCD TV.\u00a0 “Welcome to my home, such as it is.”\u00a0 Thomas held his arms out and twirled slowly.\u00a0 “I’ll give you the tour.\u00a0 This is the kitchen.\u00a0 My microwave is in one of the boxes.\u00a0 The bathroom is there to your right.\u00a0 Keep the lid up or down if you want.\u00a0 I don’t care.\u00a0 And the bedroom.\u00a0 Just the mattress at the moment.\u00a0 I’ll get a bed frame one day when I settle down.”\u00a0 There were a stack of books in the corner of the room next to the bed.\u00a0 They were all paperbacks with old, worn down covers.\u00a0 A smart phone dock was the only thing plugged into the walls of the bare room.\u00a0 Clothes were piled in the corner.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
They made their way back to the living room.\u00a0 “Have a seat.”\u00a0 Thomas told him. “Want something to drink?\u00a0 I have some local beers, water, juice…?”<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
Greg swallowed.\u00a0 “A beer would be fine.\u00a0 Thanks.”\u00a0 He sat on the old couch, sinking into the cushions.\u00a0 Thomas hustled out, clinking around in the kitchen before coming back with a bottle of dark beer.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
“Here you go.”\u00a0 He said.\u00a0 “So…”<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
Greg took a sip and then looked up at the other man.\u00a0 “So…?”\u00a0 His arms itched so he scratched himself with one hand.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
Thomas cocked his head to the side, staring at Greg as if he were a puzzle to be solved.\u00a0 “So did you really come here to help me unpack?”<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
Greg took another sip of the beer.\u00a0 “I… At first I did but… I don’t know anymore.”\u00a0 He stared at his hands.\u00a0 Thomas watched him quietly.\u00a0 Greg took a few more sips and then slowly told the story of how he found himself becoming attracted to men.\u00a0 “And then I saw you and, I don’t know.\u00a0 You’re… cute.”<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
“You mean I remind you of a woman a little bit.”\u00a0 Thomas told him.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
“Yeah.\u00a0 Yeah, I’m sorry.\u00a0 Is that bad?”<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
“No, not at all.\u00a0 Do you mind if I sit?”<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
Greg looked back up.\u00a0 “It’s… No.\u00a0 It’s your house.\u00a0 Go ahead.”<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
Thomas sat close to Greg and set his beer on the floor.\u00a0 “Does it bother you?\u00a0 These feelings?”\u00a0 He asked.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
Greg shook his head.\u00a0 “No.\u00a0 I’m just confused.\u00a0 I still like women but lately, I’ve been turned on more and more by guys.\u00a0 It’s been nearly half a year since I first started wondering about it and the feelings just get stronger.\u00a0 Is that how it worked for you?”<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
Thomas crossed his legs at his ankles and leaned back against the couch.\u00a0 “Oh, no.\u00a0 I’ve always known I liked boys.\u00a0 You, you’re just bi and it took you a bit of time to realize it.\u00a0 So, why did you come here, Greg?\u00a0 Do you want to talk about it?”<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
“I don’t…\u00a0 I…”\u00a0 Greg’s heart beat hard against his chest.\u00a0 He swallowed several times to try and wet his throat.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
Thomas leaned forward and held out his hand.\u00a0 “Let me have your hand.”\u00a0 Greg reached out hesitantly to Thomas.\u00a0 Thomas’ hand felt cool but firm against Greg’s own hand.\u00a0 “Now look at me.\u00a0 One of the worse things our society does is to repress our emotions.\u00a0 Our desires.”\u00a0 Thomas slowly leaned closer to Greg.\u00a0 Greg felt hypnotized by the words and Thomas’ blue eyes.\u00a0 “We tell ourselves, no, this isn’t right.\u00a0 It shouldn\u2019t be this way.\u00a0 Don’t do that, do this.\u00a0 This isn’t moral, that is.\u00a0 Listen to them, not to yourself.”\u00a0 He leaned closer still.\u00a0 “And what does that do?\u00a0 We bottle up our true feelings until something breaks.\u00a0 And then?”\u00a0 Thomas’ lips were an inch away from Greg’s own lips.\u00a0 Amazingly, Greg could feel his heart beat slowing as he stared at this beautiful young man.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
“Something breaks.”\u00a0 Thomas whispered.\u00a0 He leaned in and lightly kissed Greg on the lips.\u00a0 Greg’s eyes widened and he pulled back.\u00a0 Thomas watched him, eyes a little sad.\u00a0 “Are you broken, Greg?”<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
Greg’s thoughts raced.\u00a0 I just kissed another man.<\/i>\u00a0 He told himself.\u00a0 I just kissed another man.\u00a0 I just…<\/i>\u00a0 He swallowed again.\u00a0 “I…”\u00a0 The itch from his arm felt like it was spreading to his back.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
“Can I kiss you?”\u00a0 Greg asked.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
“Do you want to kiss me, Greg?”<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
“Yes.\u00a0 Yes.\u00a0 I do.”<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
“Then kiss me, Greg.”<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
Greg set his beer on the floor and leaned over to pull Thomas closer to him.\u00a0 He cradled the young man’s head in his large hand and pulled his mouth to his own.\u00a0 A small voice was screaming at him in the back of his head but he ignored it.\u00a0 He kissed Thomas, lightly at first and then harder.\u00a0 When he opened his mouth, Thomas opened his own.\u00a0 Their tongues touched and then writhed together.<\/p>\n
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Warm.\u00a0 <\/i>Greg thought.\u00a0 Just like a woman.\u00a0 No.\u00a0 Just like a person.<\/i>\u00a0 Thomas’ hand reached for Greg’s thigh, gripping him while they kissed.\u00a0 Greg growled deep in his throat.\u00a0 He brought his hands around to lift the other man up into his lap but Thomas shifted himself to help.\u00a0 They broke their kiss apart briefly but Greg pulled him back in.\u00a0 His cock pressed hard against his pants while the other man sat on his thighs.\u00a0 Greg\u2019s hands gripped Thomas’ back, pulling and gripping over and over.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
They broke apart breathlessly.\u00a0 Thomas wiped his mouth with the back of his hand.\u00a0 “You okay?”<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
Greg nodded, wordlessly.\u00a0 His lips jumped near his nose.\u00a0 He wanted to rub his whole back over the couch.\u00a0 His skin felt strange but he couldn’t ignore what was happening right now.\u00a0 Greg put his hands under Thomas’ shirt and then stopped to look at him.\u00a0 Thomas nodded slightly and Greg pulled the other man’s shirt above his head.\u00a0 The younger man had a strong but thin body and was completely hairless.\u00a0 Greg’s hands slowly explored the other man’s chest.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
“Do you like what you see, Greg?”\u00a0 Thomas asked.\u00a0 The man placed his hand on Greg’s erection and leaned forward next to Greg’s ear.\u00a0 “He likes what he sees.”\u00a0 Thomas whispered.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
Greg shuddered and put his mouth on Thomas’ nipple, flicking it with his tongue over and over.\u00a0 Thomas writhed in his lap, moaning softly.\u00a0 Greg’s fingers undid the button of Thomas pants and, this time, he didn’t ask if it was okay first.\u00a0 Thomas sat back on the couch and together they pulled his pants off.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
Thomas’ body was completely hairless, even his crotch.\u00a0 His erection was a modest six inches and it throbbed in the air.\u00a0 Greg watched it move.\u00a0 Thomas took Greg’s hand, pulling it to his dick.\u00a0 “It’s okay, Greg.\u00a0 It’s okay.”\u00a0 Greg touched Thomas’ dick carefully.\u00a0 He was circumcised like Greg was but slightly smaller and a little more thin.\u00a0 He tugged gently on the shaft and Thomas moaned.\u00a0 “Mmmm, yes, like that.”<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
Greg’s nose twitched.\u00a0 There was a strong smell in their air.\u00a0 He knew the smell of cum from his own dick but this wasn’t it.\u00a0 There was… something else.\u00a0 His mouth burned.\u00a0 He wanted to bite something.\u00a0 He leaned forward and rubbed the dick against his rough cheek.\u00a0 Thomas’ balls hung slightly loose and he buried his nose in the soft flesh of them.\u00a0 Thomas put his hands in Greg’s hair.\u00a0 Slowly, Greg licked the flesh around the balls.\u00a0 Experimentally.\u00a0 And then again.\u00a0 Tentatively, he opened his mouth and gently pulled the balls into his mouth to suck on.\u00a0 Thomas shuddered above him.\u00a0 “Yesssss…”\u00a0 He said.\u00a0 Greg’s hand worked up and down on Thomas’ dick.\u00a0 A small amount of precum trailed down the tip to touch his hand.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
Greg worked his tongue gently around the balls in his mouth, feeling them shift and move.\u00a0 He knew how sensitive they could be and the urge to bite was nearly overpowering so he pulled off.\u00a0 The smell in the air was making him drool.\u00a0 He wanted.\u00a0 With no hesitation, he pulled Thomas’ dick into his mouth.\u00a0 When he tried to go down completely, he nearly gagged so he backed off.\u00a0 Thomas let out a soft “Oh!” before gripping Greg’s hair.\u00a0 Greg slowly pulled the cock into his mouth, working his tongue around the shaft.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
“No… oh god, no teeth… no… oh oh… no teeth…”<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
Greg pulled his teeth back and used his lips and tongues to caress Thomas’ cock.\u00a0 With one hand, he pumped the shaft while he pulled his head up and down on the man’s dick.\u00a0 He could taste the salty pre-cum but it didn’t bother him.\u00a0 He wanted more.\u00a0 His own erection throbbed painfully in his pants and he wanted this man to cum in his mouth.\u00a0 The smells, the taste, the sex, the raw sex, he wanted it all.\u00a0 He pumped the cock harder and sucked on the tip of the man’s penis.\u00a0 He worked his way back down and then up, licking and sucking.\u00a0 Thomas cried out as he came suddenly.\u00a0 Greg swallowed the salty load several times until his mouth was clear.<\/p>\n
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“Fuck!\u00a0 Fuckfuckfuck!”\u00a0 Thomas screamed.\u00a0 “I’m sorry!\u00a0 I’m so sorry!\u00a0 I didn’t mean…”<\/p>\n
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Greg pushed him back on the couch and stood, taking off his own shirt.\u00a0 His fingers itched to claw the hairless flesh beneath him.<\/p>\n
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“Are you… are you growling?\u00a0 Are you okay?”<\/p>\n
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Greg grinned.\u00a0 “More than okay.\u00a0 Undo my pants for me.”<\/p>\n
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Thomas leaned forward eagerly, his flaccid penis still dribbling cum.\u00a0 His fingers worked deftly and soon Greg was stepping out of his own pants.\u00a0 Greg’s own body was covered in hair.\u00a0 His chest was thick but soft with hair but he kept his cock trimmed when he could.\u00a0 Thomas grabbed Greg’s eight inch dick and leaned forward to suck on it.\u00a0 Greg grabbed Thomas’ hair and pulled him back.\u00a0 “No.”\u00a0 He growled, his lips pulled back to show his teeth.\u00a0 Thoughts were hard with the smell in the air but he burned with need.\u00a0 “I want to fuck you.\u00a0 Give me your ass.”\u00a0 Thomas’ face flushed with excitement.\u00a0 Greg could see the other man’s dick trying valiantly to grow hard again.<\/p>\n
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Thomas spit on his hands and rubbed Greg’s dick down.\u00a0 He leaned forward on the couch with his ass in the air.\u00a0 From here, he did<\/b> almost look like a woman.\u00a0 His skin was very white and nearly unblemished.\u00a0 Greg could almost imagine he was fucking a woman.\u00a0 But, he didn’t want a woman.\u00a0 He wanted this man.\u00a0 His dick ached for release.\u00a0 Greg grabbed Thomas’ ass and pulled the cheeks apart.\u00a0 Thomas reached around to grab Greg’s dick but Greg growled again and pushed the man forward.\u00a0 His teeth yearned to bite something.\u00a0 Greg kept one hand on Thomas’ ass and, with his other, he guided himself to Thomas’ asshole.\u00a0 At the entrance, he paused.\u00a0 Thomas wriggled slightly against him, moaning in anticipation.<\/p>\n
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Greg, still growling, pushed himself in slowly, hissing his breath out as Greg’s ass wrapped around his cock.\u00a0 Thomas’ dick sprang to life and the man bit into the fabric of the couch as he moaned.\u00a0 Greg grabbed Thomas’ hips and pulled himself out slowly.\u00a0 The feeling was incredible.\u00a0 He pushed in again but stopped before their hips touched.\u00a0 His fingertips dug into Thomas’ flesh, kneading him over and over as he pulled out again.\u00a0 He couldn’t hold himself back any longer.\u00a0 He grabbed Thomas’ muscular side with one hand to pull him into a slightly upright position.<\/p>\n
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Greg leaned forward and bit Thomas, hard on the shoulder.\u00a0 Thomas shrieked and tried to bury himself on Greg’s cock.\u00a0 Greg could taste blood in his mouth and he growled at the smell of it.\u00a0 He started pounding into the other man, his mouth still locked on Thomas’ shoulder.<\/p>\n
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“Oh god!\u00a0 Oh Jesus H. Christ! Yes!\u00a0 Greg! Yes!”\u00a0 Thomas shouted.\u00a0 Greg licked the blood off of Thomas’ shoulder and leaned back to concentrate on fucking the other man.\u00a0 Tendons strained on his arms from the effort of holding himself back.\u00a0 His whole body felt like it was on fire.\u00a0 He licked his lips in a circle, tasting blood and cum as he did.\u00a0 His canine teeth felt sharp, sharper than they’d ever been.\u00a0 He roared as he plunged, fucking the other man.<\/p>\n
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“W…wait… not so… wait!”\u00a0 Greg’s hips slapped against Thomas.\u00a0 “It hurts!\u00a0 Wait!”\u00a0 Black hairs stood out on Greg’s arms as muscles bulged.\u00a0 He could feel his fingernails cutting into the other man as he buried himself up to his balls.\u00a0 He didn’t notice the blood as he pulled out.\u00a0 All Greg knew was fucking – fucking this man in front of him.\u00a0 The hairs ran in a wave up his arms to his shoulders and then down his back, a fine carpet of black hair mingling with his body hair.<\/p>\n
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His back cracked, forcing him to howl in pain.\u00a0 He didn’t stop pounding.\u00a0 Muscles bulged along his biceps.\u00a0 His shoulders spread apart, pulled by muscles growing along his spine.\u00a0 He liked his mouth, touching his nose as his tongue grew.\u00a0 His nose felt cold against his hot tongue, cold and wet.\u00a0 He could see his nose pushing in front of his face, cracking his jaw as it did.\u00a0 Sharp teeth grew to replace molars as they fell out.\u00a0 More teeth filled the gaps as his face grew into a muzzle.\u00a0 Black fur ran up his neck to cover his face.\u00a0 When he licked his muzzle from the effort of fucking the little man in front of him, his lips and nose turned black.<\/p>\n
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Thomas was screaming in front of him but Greg didn’t notice.\u00a0 Mating was Greg’s only concern.\u00a0 Fucking.\u00a0 Scents were overpowering.\u00a0 His needs left no room for thoughts.\u00a0 He ran his right hand down Thomas’ back and the thick black claws drew lines of blood on the white skin.\u00a0 A thick tuft of fur grew out from Greg’s crotch, covering the base of his cock.\u00a0 The fur grew up the base of his cock to create a sheath around him.\u00a0 The base of his dick bulged and then grew into a knot as the skin turned a bright red color.<\/p>\n
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Thomas no longer screamed – he was grunting in effort.\u00a0 Red hairs sprouted from his back as the cuts from Greg’s claws healed over.\u00a0 With a small ‘pop’ a bulge started at the base of Thomas’ spine and slowly grew into a hairless tail, pressing against Greg’s stomach.\u00a0 Greg watched as Thomas’ hands convulsed over and over.\u00a0 Fingernails were pushed out as thick black claws grew from the tips of the man\u2019s fingers.\u00a0 Thomas had his face half-turned in a grimace of pain or pleasure.\u00a0 The man’s jaw broke and then grew out into his own muzzle.\u00a0 When he opened his eyes, they were a deep coppery bronze color.\u00a0 Thomas slammed back against Greg.<\/p>\n
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Greg gripped Thomas.\u00a0 The other man’s ass grew as new muscles set in.\u00a0 Fur crept down from his back to cover his ass and then his tail.\u00a0 The fur along the tail sprouted long and thick and soon the red wolf tail was curled up and back against Greg’s furry stomach.\u00a0 Thomas’ long tongue panted from the effort of the transformation.<\/p>\n
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Greg felt his own tail set in.\u00a0 A tugging at his spine announced it but he paid it no mind as his plunged his thickening cock into Thomas.\u00a0 The knot at the base of his dick dipped into the other man’s ass with every push.\u00a0 Greg’s feet grew, placing him on his toes.\u00a0 The claws of his toes dug into the carpet for purchase.<\/p>\n
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Almost.<\/i>\u00a0 A small voice said at the back of his head.\u00a0 Almostalmostalmostalmost\u2026<\/i><\/p>\n
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Muscles lined Thomas’ red furred body.\u00a0 The young man was yipping in pain as the change finished and pushing back harder and harder as he clawed the couch to shreds.\u00a0 With a final, hard push, Greg’s knot rammed into Thomas’ ass.\u00a0 Thomas came again, thick spurts of cum shooting from his own knotted wolf cock beneath him, covering the couch.<\/p>\n
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Greg growled in anger, grabbing Thomas’ muscled furry shoulder, bearing down on him.\u00a0 With a renewed effort he slammed into the man over and over until, finally, his own release brought him nearly to his knees.\u00a0 He pulled his head back into a silent howl before biting down on Thomas’ shoulder to feel the bones grind beneath his teeth.<\/p>\n
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He collapsed on top of the smaller man, black fur against red.\u00a0 His dick throbbed, still completely hard.\u00a0 Thomas pulled slightly but Greg’s knot kept him in place.\u00a0 Greg growled tiredly in response.\u00a0 The young man twisted slightly to lick Greg’s fur-tipped ears with his long tongue.\u00a0 In response, Greg reached around to grab Thomas’ now eleven inch knotted dick.\u00a0 He pumped the dick in it’s furry sheath slightly as he rubbed his head against Thomas’ head.<\/p>\n
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Thomas whined in anticipation.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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