A Werewolf On Campus, Chapter 5 By Topher Penrod
Warning: This story contains explicit consensual gay sex between college aged men. The scenes contain graphic descriptions of gay sex. If you are in an area where it is illegal to read this type of content, please do not do so.
If descriptions of graphic gay sex offend you in any way, do not read this story.
There are several instances of bareback sex between consenting college aged men in this story, if such material offends you, do not read this story. Bareback sex in a fantasy story carries no risk and is intended for erotic purposes only. Please practice safe sex in the real world, regular testing helps too.
This story is entirely erotic fantasy. None of the characters nor places are intended to represent any real people or places. Any similarities to real persons or places is entirely coincidental.
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Chapter 5
Tyler woke up screaming. He had a nightmare, a bad one. In the dream, he had been sitting in Casey's dorm room. Casey was giving him head, and good head at that. But right as Tyler was about to cum in Casey's mouth, Tyler's body had been racked with pain, and he had started to transform into a horrible monstrous looking wolf man and he had bitten Casey in the throat, killing him.
Tyler reached up to his mouth and felt around, there was no blood, whew! He downed a glass of water he had sitting next to his bed and flopped back down on the pillow. He felt stronger, faster, than he had before, again his hearing seemed to be a hundred times better than what it had been. His eyesight seemed even sharper somehow. And as always, he was horny, it seemed to be a constant need to cum.
He decided to shower again, making sure to cover his entire body, asshole included in soap. He rinsed everything off really well and went back to his room. Casey was outside the door waiting for him.
"Oh hey, there you are! Another shower?" Casey asked.
"Yeah, I just wanted to make sure that smell was gone, although I don't know what you are talking about. I don't smell anything out of the ordinary," Tyler said, even though that wasn't completely true. He could still smell Patrick's cum, it was everywhere, his nose could almost always detect a hint of it around.
"Dude, you still stink, but its not as bad," Casey said, waving his hand in front of his face.
"What in the fuck! What is it? I've taken two showers and soaped my entire body and still you can smell it!" Tyler was getting frustrated.
"I'm sorry man, I'm not trying to be rude, its just that smell is awful, it makes me want to get away from you, I can't explain it," Casey said, a hurt look on his face.
"I didn't mean to snap at you, I'm just furious about this smell, I can't get rid of it," Tyler sat down at his computer desk and check his messages.
"Maybe you are just going through some weird hormone stuff or something," Casey offered.
"That could be, I don't know. All I know is, I'm fucking hungry. Let's go to the cafeteria and get something to eat!" Tyler said.
"Yeah, that sounds like a good idea, although you may want to put on some deodorant or something," Casey suggested.
"I think I will do that," Tyler walked over and put on a generous amount of deodorant and sprayed himself lightly with his cologne.
"I can still smell it, but it isn't nearly as bad now," Casey said.
"Cool, this will just have to do, I'm too hungry to fuck with it anymore," Tyler said.
Both of them walked over to the cafeteria, scanned their school ID's and grabbed some food. Casey grabbed a three-cheese omelet with a small pancake and a glass of orange juice.
Tyler on the other hand couldn't make up his mind. His nose was being assaulted by a plethora of overwhelming smells. He smelled bacon primarily, but underneath the bacon was sausage, ham, pork, beef, and milk. He could smell them all, but his nose kept coming back to bacon. He knew immediately that he must find some bacon. As he searched, he continued to smell the air. Pancakes, eggs, and fresh fruit also wafted through the air.
He piled his plate with bacon, sausage, and ham. He also found a section of the breakfast buffet with steak and eggs. He chose the bloodiest steak he could possibly find and tossed it on top of all the bacon and sausage. Now his plate was appropriate, piled high with all sorts of bacon, sausage and steak. He walked over and sat down at the same table as Casey.
"Sheesh! Hungry much?" Casey asked.
"Starving," Tyler said. "Shoot I forgot to grab milk!" Tyler darted back over to the drink dispenser and pushed the button for milk. His cup was immediately filled full and he drank it in two gulps. He filled the cup once more and returned to his seat.
"Man, is everything okay? You are acting strange," Casey pointed out.
"I don't know, I feel like I can't eat enough, and I can smell everything! Even the sweat on your balls. I'd guess you haven't showered in...2 days?" Tyler said, sniffing the air.
"What the hell? How did you know?" Casey asked.
"Because I can smell you, its not a bad smell, its turning me on. It's just that I can smell everything! Even that guy over there at that table, see the one in the green shirt? His breath, I can smell it," Tyler said, still sniffing the air.
"Dude, that's weird," Casey said.
"I know, I can even smell his girlfriends pussy on his dick, he fucked her recently, probably this morning," Tyler said.
"Maybe you should, I don't know, see a doctor?" Casey suggested.
"No! I don't think a doctor can help me with superhuman senses of smell and hearing. They would just want to dissect me or something," Tyler said.
"That's silly, that shit only happens in the movies man," Casey said.
"How do you know that? What if I am turning into some sort of super hero?" Tyler asked, the fantasy playing out in his mind.
"Oh come on! You smell bad! So what? You are going to be a super hero with all these neat superhuman senses but you will smell bad? Lame." Casey said.
"Fuck you," Tyler said. He got up from the table, grabbed his tray and left for his room.
"Hey man, sorry!" Casey called after him, but it was too late.
Tyler walked back to his room without incident, his tray was still piled pretty high with steak and bacon, so he had plenty to eat. He set down the tray of food on his computer desk and opened his laptop again. He had a couple emails that he needed to respond to. While he typed them up, he grabbed a handful of food and started chowing down on it.
He finished typing up the last email, grabbing another couple strips of bacon. He washed the food down with the milk he'd gotten. He heard Casey walk up to the door and stop, then came the knocking.
"What do you want Casey?" Tyler asked through the door.
"Can we talk?" Casey sounded upset.
"I guess," Tyler opened the door and let Casey in.
Casey walked past Tyler and sat down on Tyler's bed.
"I'm sorry about that man, I didn't mean to offend you," Casey explained.
"Don't worry about it. I was hungry, and not in the mood for talking, so I left to eat in peace," Tyler admitted.
"Oh, I can go if you want me too," Casey said.
"No, I'm mostly finished anyway," Tyler said, eying the plate of food.
"Ah. So have you figured out what that smell was yet?" Casey asked.
"No, it's pissing me off though," Tyler lifted his arm to smell his armpit.
"Well, I'm sure it will go away soon," Casey stretched, reaching his arms into the air.
"Yeah, hopefully," Tyler said quietly.
Tyler was beginning to feel hot, his armpits and ball sack were getting really sweaty and he felt like he was having a hard time breathing. His cheeks were flushed, Casey suddenly looked alarmed.
"Tyler, are you ok?" He asked, reaching a hand out to feel his forehead.
"I...I don't know," Tyler responded between gasping breaths. He was starting to feel dizzy, his chest and back were hurting badly. He stumbled and fell down halfway onto the bed, he sort of bounced off of the bed and landed on the ground, completely unconscious.
"Tyler!" Casey immediately had his phone out, calling 911.
"911, what's the emergency? The dispatcher asked.
"My friend, he's collapsed, I think he's unconscious," Casey said, worried about Tyler.
"Is he breathing?"
"Yeah, but its more gasps than regular breathing," Casey informed her.
"Can I have your address please?"
"We are on campus, the liberal arts dorm," He gave her the physical address.
"Alright, emergency personnel are on the way. Can you tell me what happened?" the Dispatcher asked.
"Right before he fell, he turned really white. He had sweat all over his forehead and his face looked like he was in pain. He stumbled and then fell over, now I can't wake him up," Casey said.
"Did he hit his head when he fell?"
"No, he landed partially on his bed, then rolled off onto the floor," Casey explained.
"Alright, just try and make sure he keeps breathing, help will be there soon," the dispatcher promised.
"Alright, I will," Casey hung up the phone.
It took about five more minutes before help actually arrived. A pair of firetrucks came screaming into the parking lot of the dorm. Casey had given them the room number and the firemen immediately rushed in and took control of the situation. They checked his heart-rate and made sure nothing was blocking his mouth and throat so that he could breath properly.
"How long has he been unconscious," One of the fire fighters asked.
"About ten minutes I think," Casey said.
"Do you know what that smell is?" Another fireman asked him.
"No, we were trying to figure that out earlier, he said he took two showers trying to get rid of it," Casey said.
An ambulance arrived and the paramedics put him on oxygen and loaded him into the back of the ambulance. They allowed Casey to ride in the back of the ambulance with them.
When they reached the hospital, Casey was asked to sit in the waiting room while they ran some tests. Casey spent his time in constant worry, flipping through pages of a magazine but not actually looking at any of the pictures. After about twenty minutes, the doctor came out.
"Tyler is awake, he's asking for you," the doctor said.
Casey ran to Tyler's room and launched into it. Tyler was sitting up in bed, but there were dark circles around his eyes and his skin was pale.
"Hi buddy, how are you feeling?" Casey asked, putting his hand on Tyler's leg.
"I feel like shit," Tyler responded. His voice sounded deeper than it had before.
"Do they know what happened yet?"
"No, so far all their immediate tests have come back good, I was sorta hoping you could tell me what happened," Tyler said, looking expectantly at Casey.
"I came by your room to talk, we chatted for a bit, but you started hyperventilating and your skin was hot, sweaty. Then you passed out, I tried to wake you up, but you wouldn't so I called 911." Casey explained.
"Ah, so that's how I ended up here," Tyler realized.
"Alright, I've got a couple of the tests back, I can give you the results if you'd like?" The doctor said as he walked in.
"Sure, let me have it," Tyler said.
"Everything looks good, there is a blood test pending still and once we have that back, we might know a little more. For now, I see no reason to keep you here in the hospital, there isn't anything immediately wrong with you. Please come back and see us if you experience anything out of the ordinary. Expect a call from us as soon as we get your blood test back," The doctor filled Tyler in on the procedure.
The doctor walked out of the room and left Casey and Tyler to talk alone.
"So you feel like shit, but they are going to let you out anyway?" Casey asked, confused.
"Yeah, apparently you have to have some sort of life-threatening illness or injury to warrant a hospital bed. Although I must admit Casey, something is different inside my body. I can't explain the feeling, its just...different," Tyler said, getting a far off look in his eyes.
"Well, hopefully that blood test will give some answers. So how are we going to get home? I didn't drive, rode in the ambulance with you," Casey admitted.
"Just call a cab, I've got a hundred dollar bill in my wallet," Tyler said. He stood up off the hospital bed and took off the hospital gown. He was naked in front of Casey again, but quickly got dressed into his street clothes.
Casey called a cab and thirty minutes later they were discharged from the hospital and on their way back to the dorm. They didn't talk much during the ride, Casey sent a couple of texts to his baby sister, but other than that, everything was quiet.
Once they arrived at the dorm, the cab driver told them it was $22.50. Tyler paid the man but before he left, he gave them a word of advice.
"Tonight's the full moon..." the driver said.
"Yeah, what of it?" Tyler asks.
"Many strange and fearsome things happen during the full moon, best not to be outside on a night like this," the cab driver said as he accepted the money from Tyler. He rolled up the window to his cab and drove away.
"Weirdo," Tyler said.
Casey just laughs. Both boys make their way to Tyler's room, there aren't many people in the hallway.
As Tyler opens the door to his room, he immediately notices two things: One, his computer is on and playing music and two, someone was sitting at his desk.
"Who the hell are you?" Tyler asks, coming into the room, Casey right behind him.
"Ah, Tyler. I've been waiting here for you," the person sitting at Tyler's desk turned around so they could see him. It was Patrick and Tyler immediately felt disarmed, he introduced Casey and Patrick.
"Tyler, I need to speak with you privately, if that's alright with your friend there," Patrick said.
"Sure, I've got a paper due after spring break, I will just go get started on it," Casey said, walking out the door.
Patrick shut the door behind Casey and turned to face Tyler.
"How did you get into my room?" Tyler asked.
"That's not important," Patrick said, "I know some strange things have been happened to you, I'm sure you've noticed them," Patrick walked closer to Tyler.
Tyler was beginning to get that drunk feeling again, being around Patrick seemed to intoxicate him.
"Don't worry Tyler, soon, you will be a part of my Pack, everything will be clear to you. Go to sleep now, yes, that's it," Patrick said softly.
Tyler felt his mind drifting off, soon his eyelids became heavy. It was so very difficult to stay awake. He wanted to sleep, if only for a few minutes, a little sleep.
Patrick whispered into Tyler's ear a minute longer, lulling him into a deep sleep. Once Tyler was out cold, Patrick stood up and looked around the room.
"Time to make Casey a part of our pack as well Tyler, I can see the feelings you have for him," Patrick picked Tyler up, laid him down on his bed and tucked him in. Once Tyler was secure, Patrick turned out the light and left the room.
He sniffed the air. He could smell a great many things: sweat, cum, testosterone, even blood. This dorm was full of the smell of men but there was only one smell he was specifically looking for. Casey.
Patrick continued sniffing the air, following Casey's scent. Eventually, Patrick tracked Casey back to his room and found the door slightly open. He pushed the door open all the way and walked in. Casey immediately jumped up, he had been sitting at his computer, there was a porno going and he was trying unsuccessfully to hide his boner from Patrick.
"Casey, you naughty boy, what ever will I do with you?" Patrick walked over and kissed Casey full on the lips.
Casey tried to push away but he really didn't have the willpower to resist. It baffled him. Patrick was hot, but not this hot. Why did he feel drunk? Casey was starting to worry, but his worry was destroyed as Patrick reached down and grabbed Casey's hard, throbbing cock.
Patrick slowly guided Casey back to the bed, letting him fall onto it, laying on his back. Patrick removed all of his clothing, he was standing over Casey, completely naked and hard.
Casey was practically starving for Patrick's cock, he literally wanted it so bad it hurt. Patrick's voice was like a fire in his mind, his words like an all consuming need. Casey didn't even put up a fight as Patrick lubed up his cock and slide it deep into his ass.
Casey was enraptured by Patrick, it was such a powerful desire for him that Casey didn't even care that Patrick was fucking him bareback. Each powerful thrust brought Casey an immense amount of pain mixed with pleasure. It seemed like Patrick was fucking him for hours, Casey wasn't sure, it didn't matter to him anymore. He squeezed his ass around Patrick's cock, smiling as Patrick moaned.
"Oh fuck Casey, I'm gonna fill your ass with cum," Patrick said, vigorously humping Casey's ass.
Casey suddenly gasped, cum spurted out of his cock, Patrick had fucked him so hard, it had forced him into an orgasm. Just as Casey finished shooting cum out of his cock, Patrick was just beginning his own orgasm. He shoved his dick violently into Casey, ramming it in deep as he spurted thick hot cum into Casey's ass.
Patrick finished his orgasm, making sure every last drop of cum was deposited into Casey's ass. Then he lulled Casey to sleep and fucked him again. He needed to make sure both boys were ready for the full moon, Casey still needed a little work, but it would be done before the moon was at its peak in the sky.
Thanks for continuing to read my werewolf story. I have gotten a ton of positive feedback. I apologize for the length of time between chapter 4 and chapter 5. Life gets rough sometimes, lol. Ran into a speed bump with my living situation but I should be able to post chapters regularly now.
Topher