by Bonnar King
Tucker ripped off his tight T-shirt, revealing his divine body, which was glistening in the moonlight. His abs and chest were so defined, and muscular. I couldn’t keep my hands off him for long.
Without wasting another moment, I ran my hands over his hard body.
“Your body is so fucking amazing, Tucker,” I said, as I got onto my knees and began to kiss his abs and then run my tongue up them, coming up to his muscular chest. His nipples were hard and so inviting. I licked and sucked his nipples, which caused him to groan and grab the back of my head. He pulled me closer to him and kissed me passionately. After kissing me, he pulled back and looked me dead in the eyes with an intense look.
“Let me fuck that mouth of yours, Terry,” Tucker demanded.
I loved how dominant and confident he was. I was his little slut, willing to do whatever it took to please him.
I got onto my knees and unbuckled his belt as fast as I could. I then unzipped his jeans and pulled them and his boxers down. His huge, fat cock sprung free and bounced mere inches from my face. It was enormous, and easily 9 inches long, if not longer, and very wide.
“Holy fuck, your cock is so huge,” I gasped.
“Thank you, Terry,” Tucker said, as he gently placed his hand on the back of my head and caressed my hair.
Tucker had a mouth-wateringly gorgeous fat cock and very big balls. His pubic hair was trimmed short, and his balls were smooth. I appreciated that because it meant no hair would get in my mouth.
My mouth began to water looking at it. Tucker then playfully wiggled his hips, which caused his dick to slap my cheeks.
“Don’t just look at it, suck my cock,” growled Tucker.
I was more than happy to oblige. I grabbed his powerful cock at the base with one hand while I massaged his balls with my other hand. I spat on his erect dick, I opened my mouth wide and took in his veiny, erect cock, while keeping constant and intense eye contact with Tucker the whole time. His big dick actually had a slight sweet taste to it, which only made me want to lick and suck it harder.
“Oh, fuck. This is amazing,” said Tucker, as he groaned, bucking his hips with wanting need and desire as I took more of his cock and pushed it down my throat.
I loved how it tasted, and I could feel the small beads of precum that exuded out of it. It took some effort, but I finally managed to get more of him down my throat, rapidly sucking on the shaft as I bobbed my head up and down. I then took his cock in my hands and gently kissed and sucked his soft balls while jerking his huge cock in my small hands, which caused Tucker to moan in ecstasy.
When Tucker could no longer handle more of his cock getting sucked by me, because he was about to come, he reached down and pulled me up to my feet. He took a few steps back to look at me with desire.
Tucker stood in front of me completely naked, and he looked incredible. I felt myself reeling as I looked at his perfectly muscular body. I could see the outlines of muscles I didn’t get to see last time, including his muscular buttocks and his amazing powerful legs.
I could tell Tucker like what he saw because his cock was standing stiff. He reached over to me and pushed me up against the wall and began kissing my neck and chest, and then hungrily running his tongue down my chest and stomach. He then pulled my pants and boxers down in once swift action, exposing my naked body to him. I felt like a twig next to his giant, muscular frame.
“What a sexy, tight body you have, Terry,” Tucker said, salivating.
Tucker got onto his knees and began to suck my hard dick and lick my balls while grabbing my ass hard with his strong hands.
My cock was getting stiffer and stiffer, and I felt like I was about to come, when Tucker stopped sucking, and then spun me around and pushed me up against the wall.
He spanked my ass a few times, gently at first, but then he began to spank it harder while grunting excitedly. He then began to kiss my ass cheeks, getting closer to my crack.
I arched my back so my ass would be directly in his face in all its glory. Tucker grabbed my hips and pushed his face into my ass, which made me gasp.
“Eat my ass, Tucker. Fuck yeah!” I yelled.
I was so excited that I felt like I was about to either explode or pass out from the excitement.
Tucker starting rimming the outside of my asshole, teasing me. The sensation of his tongue in my ass was out of this world, but what came next nearly killed me from the pure sensation of his tongue right on my asshole. He was now pushing his tongue into my ass and licking and spitting on it like a savage while grunting.
I looked back down at him and saw him having a ball with my ass. The sight of seeing his sexy body kneeling down behind me and eating my ass was probably the most erotic thing I’d ever seen in my life.
“How do you like it?” I managed to mutter out, between my moaning.
Tucker paused for a moment and looked up at me, smiling the biggest smile I’d ever seen from him. He then buried his face back into my ass and started jerking off my hard dick while he stroked his own fat cock.
My excitement and anticipation had built up too much, and I needed his giant, hard cock inside me. And now!
“Fuck me, Tucker. Fuck my slutty ass. I need it now!” I demanded.
Tucker got up to his feet and then rubbed my back. His hands massaged me from my shoulder, moving down my back and to my butt.
Tucker slipped on a big condom and slapped my ass before guiding his cock toward my ass. He then teased me by massaging my opening with the head of his big dick. He placed a strong grip on my shoulder and bent me forward. I let out a huge gasp as he entered just the tip of his cock into my tight ass at first. He then gently eased the rest of his incredibly long, and thick shaft into me, and we both groaned with pleasure as he started to push his cock in and out of tight ass, making me go insane with desire. He was filling me in ways that I had never felt before.
“Fuck, it’s so big. You’re going to split me in half!” I yelled.
It was perfect, simply perfect, and after a few thrusts, he started picking up the pace with his thrusts. Tucker was in his element here, just pumping away into me like a barbarian savage. He was holding onto me tightly while fucking me, grunting and moaning like a wild beast. After a few more, he reached my G-spot, causing me to cry out in pure joy.
I felt like I was in heaven, my orgasm looming over me as I cried out, coming hard against him.
“Fuck. Oh god, fuck yeah! Fuck my ass!” I demanded.
Hearing my screams of joy, Tucker’s excitement grew, and he began to fuck me harder, and faster. Drilling me like a savage monster, with his massive cock sliding in and out of my hungry, slutty ass.
“AAAGH, AAAAGH, FUCK, YEAH!” Tucker grunted.
Tucker’s cock thrust deep into me as he held me tightly by my hips. The force of our orgasms taking over the two of us. And even after came, he didn’t stop—he kept thrusting into me for a while, causing me to come again. Tucker finally pulled his fat cock out of my ass and turned me around to embrace me.
Both of us felt the reeling feelings from what just happened, and after a kissing me, we laid down on the soft, and I ran my hands over his hot, sweaty body as he ran his fingers through my hair. For now, we didn’t have anything to say, but the satisfaction we both felt was enough for the two of us.
I was in shock that I let myself be taken like this, but at the same time, I felt more free and liberated than ever. Tucker had awoken my primal instincts and desires I had unknowingly suppressed for so long. I wanted more, craved more, and soon, as I passed out I dreamed of what might happen next. Little did I know though that the surprise he had for me was about to show itself soon enough.
When I woke up the next morning, he was already gone. A note was left by the bedside table, written in his handwriting that explained his absence.
“I had to go out and round up the cattle. I figured you would need some well-earned rest. I had fun last night.”
I reddened as I read that. My body felt a bit sore, but
it was the best sex I’d ever had. I felt like he cared about me and was trying his best with me. It was something I wanted more of, and I felt the need to speak with him again.
I went out, expecting to see him around, but unfortunately, he was gone. I looked all over, but it seemed that he wasn’t anywhere to be found, which was strange. Why did he tell me he was out with the cattle but now not out there? The cattle were already rounded up, so it seemed weird he wasn’t around his house or anything.
Chapter 8: Tucker
Something very strange happened to me after I slept with Terry. I was so overwhelmed with intense emotions that I hadn’t felt for a very long time, or ever, in fact. I was beginning to fall for Terry in a big way, and I had a strong suspicion that I may have imprinted on him. I’d spent so much of my life just fucking guys, and casually dating, that I didn’t think I’d ever feel that way for anyone in my life.
If Terry was ‘the one’, I’d also be able to start a family with him, too. However, it was way too early for that, and how exactly do I tell him I can make him pregnant without freaking him out? Would he even want to have pups with me?
I knew this was serious because I had shifted into a wolf in the middle of the night, without knowing. I was worried about that Terry would see me like this, and I had to leave, as I didn’t want to scare him away and ruin a perfect night and my chances of getting closer to him. Why was I so afraid to tell him? Terry seems open minded enough, maybe he’ll understand.
His wolf urges were out of control, and I knew for a fact that it would show up sooner or later, so I should tell Terry before he figures things out for himself—after all he was a journalist. Maybe it was best to wait until later for something like this. I stayed in the spare bedroom, trying to calm down and hoping my wolf urges would go away after a bit.
I went into the bathroom to wash my face in an attempt to cool off my thoughts. I splashed water on my face, and when I looked up at the mirror, I saw that my eyes were still wolf eyes.
Shit!
I can’t let him see me like this. I just can’t. It would throw ruin everything, and that was something I was not going let happen, so if it meant that I had to get away from him and go into hiding until the wolf part of me had calmed down, then that was what I was going to do.
I just hope that Terry will forgive me and let me make it up to him.
Chapter 9: Terry
I looked around for him, but he was nowhere to be found. I tried calling him, but he seemed to not want to speak.
“This is bizarre,” I said. Did he just want to have sex and leave it at that? I didn’t think so, because he was a gentleman and he seemed to be interested in more than just my body, at least that’s what I thought.
Something was up that’s for sure. I left, after looking all over twice for him, feeling annoyed that he didn’t even bother to say goodbye. I got into my car, and as I started the engine, I hoped Tucker would come see me again, or least call me with an explanation of his disappearing act.
I went back home, in the knowledge that Tucker had just wanted a one night stand—to fuck me and leave me, as he probably had done with so many guys before me. So why should I be any different? As much as I wanted to hate him, I was actually grateful that life had thrown me the experience of being with Tucker for the night.
I kept thinking about texting and calling Tucker, but I didn’t want to seem like that desperate guy who gets clingy after one date. The most trying thing about all of this was that I still had to finish the article about Tucker and his work. I took the information from the notes from the interview, but then I added my own perspective on it, trying my hardest to keep my personal feelings and experiences with Tucker out of the article which proved to be very difficult.
When I wrote about what Tucker looked like, I couldn’t help thinking about his beautiful naked body, and huge cock. His muscles were so perfect, and as I thought about touching them a pang of arousal coursed through me. I felt the desire and need for Tucker come forward once again, and most of all I wanted to feel the same passion that he provided to me that night.
As angry as I was at Tucker not returning my calls, if he would just call me or reach out to me, I would be more than happy to give him another chance. I was a sucker for guys like him, and I guess that part of my nature would never change, no matter how much I hated it.
“Did I do something wrong?” I asked myself. I knew it wasn’t because of how I looked. Tucker was all over me that night, and he even said he liked my type more than the other guys he’d been with. So why wasn’t he answering his damn phone the few times I called him? This was getting out of hand. I needed answers. If he just wanted to ‘hit it and quit it’ he could have at least told me.
Suddenly my phone rang. I excitedly picked it up, hoping it was Tucker, as I didn’t recognize the number on the screen.
“Hello, Tucker. Is that you?” I asked.
A confused voice responded. “Who’s Tucker? It’s Steve, I’m using my mom’s cellphone to call you because my phone has been cut off.”
Hearing Steve on the other side of the call disappointed me so much. I had hoped it would be Tucker, calling with an explanation, but instead, I got Steve’s broke ass calling me!
“Hey, Steve. What’s up?” I asked.
“Oh, nothing. Just wanted to see how you’re holding up and if I could come around,” Steve said, trying his best to sound casual.
“No, Steve. I don’t think that’s a good idea,” I replied.
“Why, because you can’t trust yourself around me?” Steve laughed.
Normally, he’d be right. We had had so many small breakups, which would end with him seducing me or sweet talking his way back into my heart, but this time I was genuinely not interested. I didn’t have time for Steve and his drama.
“No, Steve. I meant it when I said we were over. You can’t come over because I have a lot of work to do and a very tight deadline. It was nice speaking to you, but I’ve got to go,” I said, before hanging up.
I knew that if I let Steve stay on the phone any longer, he’d find a way or excuse to come back to my apartment. I had enough drama going on in my life and could do without having more.
It looked like Tucker was not going to be calling me, so I thought it would be best to dive headfirst into my work again. At least that would keep me adequately distracted.
Chapter 10: Tucker
A week had passed since I let Terry out of my life, and all I could think about was his sweet smile and his wonderful smell. I wanted to see him again, but how would I be able to explain myself. I have the strongest urge to tell him everything, but at the same time, I’m afraid of what might happen. Will he understand that I’m a wolf shifter? A damn ‘werewolf’ who wants his Omega?
I shied away from communication with him, ignoring the calls and texts because I didn’t feel comfortable telling Terry the truth.
Would he hate me if I was just open and honest? I didn’t want to avoid him, but at the time it was the best course of action. However, now I was only filled with regret. I needed to get Terry back. I needed to explain myself to him. Maybe he’d give me another chance. Maybe he’d even accept that I was a shifter and that I could be his alpha.
Just then, my doorbell rang. Had Terry come back to me? I ran toward the door and opened it. To my disappointment, it was Joe at the door. I should have been able to sniff him out, but I was too concerned about it being Terry at the door, to notice. I reluctantly opened the door.
“What are you doing here?” I asked.
“Hey Tuck, I know you told me to stay away, but I just wanted to come and see you in person, rather than call you,” Joe said, with a concerned look on his face.
I looked at him with a puzzled look. “I told you, I’d have your money next month. You know I always keep my word.”
“I know you do, Tuck. You always keep your word, and you’re a stand-up guy. That’s why I’m here,” said Joe.
“Go on, what do you want?” I as
ked, intrigued by where this was going.
“No. That’s just the thing. I don’t want anything. I just wanted to come here and apologize to you for my rude behavior that night at the restaurant. And to Terry. Is he here?
I was taken aback by Joe’s words. Surely, this was another one of his tricks. “Terry’s not here, Joe. Are you kidding or are you being for real right now? I can never tell with you.”
“I’m one-hundred percent for real, Tuck. I’ve finally manned-up and realized I’ve only been an ass to you because I miss you so much and didn’t know how to tell you, and I was jealous of Terry when I saw you with him. I wished it was me with you, and you were looking at me the way you look at him. And I want you to know, I’m not here to try to win you back or try to take you away from Terry, but to ask you if you’d ever forgive me, and let me be your friend again?”
I could see from the sincere look on Joe’s face, and body language, that he meant what he was saying.
“Wow, Joe. I wasn’t expecting that. Thank you. And yes, of course, we can be friends,” I said, as I placed my hand on his shoulder.
Joe smiled. “Also, would you please consider coming back to the pack? I know you left on bad terms because of my rash decisions, but we all truly miss you and your leadership. I know I’m not the true alpha, and I think the others know it, too. We’d be honored to have you lead us again.”
I reached out and hugged him, and I could detect that he meant every word of what he said. There was no foul play or trickery here.
“I’ll definitely consider it, but first I need to get Terry back,” I said.
Joe released his hug and looked at me in my eyes. “Tuck, you go and you get your guy. I know what it’s like to lose somebody you love, and I don’t want you to make the same mistake. You do whatever it takes, you hear me?”
