Naughty Boys

Scott could smell the other wolf before he could see him. It’s why it shouldn’t have been a surprise when Jackson was pinning him against the lockers in the locker room. And yet even with his wolf senses he couldn’t help but yelp in surprise. Body struggling against his bullies. The boy’s back arching as he struggled to get away, but only causing his round perky cheeks to press into Jackson’s groin. “J-Jackson, what are you doing?” A low whine escapes from deep within his chest. “P-please just let me go.” His whimpers only grow more intense as the scent of the other is slowly driving Scott crazy with lust. 

Kevin walked through the woods late one Saturday evening. He was on the prowl for some wicked fun, hungry for a nice hard cock to suck on. Moose had been so coy at school that day, making promises he couldn’t keep and leaving poor Kevin in such dire states. He knew that it was bad to be cruising, especially with all the crazy things that kept happening in town lately. But that desire, the need to be filled was pushing him past the edge. So he approached one of the first cars he saw, leaning against the open window but not looking in he whispered softly “does Daddy want to play?”

Jess was hungry, starving in fact. It’d been so long since he last had the chance to feed, and all that was in the house was that nasty TruBlood. Absolutely disgusting, truly it was an awful substitution and hard to keep down. But what could a baby vamp do? It was too risky to feed off of a stranger in town, and Fangtasia was so far away that it would take forever to get to the club. The poor boy was just about to give up when he heard a knock on the door. Rushing to answer he smiled brightly when he saw the delicious treat before him. “Well hello there Alcide... Ahm sorry but Ms. Sookie isn’t home right now. But per chance ah could entertain you?”

Tyler watched the other man blush with embarrassment as he called him out letting him know he hadn’t been as sneaky as he obviously thought he’d been. “You obviously are.” Tyler said a bit endeared by the others cute little shocked expression but not enough to forget why he’d done this in the first place. “Oh no you don’t.” Tyler said moving over to the red head and getting in front of him making it so he couldn’t leave yet. “We both know what you want and like I said I’m ready for you to make your move so maybe you should stop being embarrassed and do it.” Tyler told the other male clad only in a towel still wet from his shower.

Archie backed away as the other attempted to intercept him. His body nearly jumping back in surprise, back hitting the lockers with a metal clang. Nerves begin to fill the young man up as he looks the other up and down now that they are closer. “I-I’m sorry, I didn’t.... I don’t... Please, if you’re fucking with me right now I don’t think I can take it...” His eyes are blown wide in fear, like a dear in the headlights. And yet his hand moves steady, fingers slowly taking hold of the others bulge through the partially soaked towel. The red heads lips parting for a moment as he licked his lips in hunger.  

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Raphael was horny as hell and needed to get off soon. It din’t matter how or with who as long as he came in the end. He spotted a cute little mundane and decided to use him to get off. He made his way through the crowd quickly making his way to the boy and crowding him against the wall face first. He pressed him against the wall and ignored his useless struggling giving him a sharp teethed warning that he was dealing with something he wasn’t used to that also served to cause the boy near orgasmic pleasure and stopped said struggling momentarily. Just long enough for him t pull those tight black skinny jeans over his thick ass and bury himself to the hilt in him. Raphael breathed a pleasurable sigh of relief at finally being able to fuck as the boy let out a desperate moan. “I’m the guy who’s fucking you and that’s all that matters.” he said rubbing his fangs over s neck again.

Simon shuddered at the other’s words, that hot breathe caressing the back of his neck. This felt wrong, so very wrong, but fuck it was so good. Anyone could see them, anyone could watch as Simon was fucked brutally against the wall. His hands clutching at the brick wall as he tried to keep himself steady. He felt the massive shaft pulling from his tight ass before slamming back in again as he let out a cry of surprise. “P-Please, stop, y-you can’t not here, I’ve never!” His words were jumbled, a mess of confusion as those teeth grazed over his neck again. They were too sharp to be real, the points dragging against his skin causing an odd tingling sensation. His hole squeezed tightly around the massive cock, body reacting out of fear as he was taken. “F-fuck, it’s so big!” 

Dev was led back to a private booth in a back room that was pitch black except for the occasional flash of light. For anonymity they said when he asked and that sounded right considering what the works meant in most clubs, but he would ave liked to see the face of the guy he might be fucking that night. Still though he didn’t complain and instead waited on the guy to show up. He thought he heard the other approach but wasn’t sure until he felt him slide in his lap. getting right to it as he licked up his neck and whispered in his ear in a sweet voice that sounded vaguely familiar. “How about we start with a little kiss?” Dev answered reaching around and squeezing his ass.

The firm hands on his ass made Ian whimper softly. It’d been a while since his last private show, and he still got a thrill from strangers grabbing his ass. His eyes rolled back as a wave of excitement rushed through him at the sound of the voice. It was so familiar, so husky, so deep, it made him weak in the knees. His ass slowly pushed back against the hands and down into the lap he sat so patiently in. Ian’s hands slowly wrapping around the others neck as he leaned in. “Yes Daddy.” His voice is a soft coo as he leans in and steals a kiss. Sweet and slow, but with each kiss things begin to build. His tongue flicking out to get a taste as he deepens their connection. “Mmm fuck you taste good.” 

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Marc knew his little brother was going to be in for the shock of his life, once he was officially Marc’s submissive. He knew Milo had a few misconceptions about what life would be like once that happened, and while he’d tried to have that conversation with his little brother, Milo was quick to turn everything sexual.

“I know you want to get laid as much as you think Matty does,” Marc said, rolling his eyes as Milo grabbed his bulge. “We’ll get there, when I decide it’s time for that to happen,” Marc said confidently and calmly. He wasn’t going to allow an eighteen year old’s libido to make that decision for him. 

Marc took a deep breath, and nodded. He gestured to the kitchen table, where the contract for Marc to legally become Milo’s Caretaker Dominant was laid out. Marc had already signed it. “Then sign it, I’ll take it to get filed on the way to work, and you’ll officially be mine until we find you a new Dom that I’m happy with,” Marc smiled at his little brother. He really was excited for this, he just wanted to be sure Milo understood the seriousness.

Milo eyed the large stack of papers. He’d read it enough times that he should have it memorized. But really it was less reading, and more like skimming the pages. Eyes barely focused on anything that was written. He just knew he needed to sign, and big brother had been so kind in marking off the pages already. “Fine, if that’s all it takes.” He smiles smuggly, as if he’s won, as if this is check mate and he’s about to be fucked within an inch of his life. He strides to the table, leaning over suggestively as he takes the pen. He finds each pen signing his name, initialing when needed. 

“So once this is signed, then can the fun begin big brother? Or should I call you Daddy now?” His eyes dart back to look at Marc from over his shoulder, back arching reflexively like he’d seen in porn. He wasn’t sure what that was meant to do to your partner, just knew it was what good bottoms did. Always arched, ass up and ready. He’d nearly finished the paper by now. Pen dropped onto the table as he closes the papers. 

“All done Marc.... I’m officially... yours.”

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