After the major massacres in the s, most Supes went underground and had signed treaties to keep the Secret. Moving his arms under my arms, his paws clamped my head between his palms. With bedtime upon us, Bucky got a forlorn look on his face.
His droopy balls looked like a bag containing two small apples as it flopped around. Before I got the grand tour of his cabin, he lit a roaring fire. I swallowed like crazy as more and more lava cascaded down my throat. We were then ushered onto the carpeted floor, where we formed a butt to mouth human triangle.
My sex-life was becoming more interesting by the day.
Somewhat apprehensive, I wondered about the revelation that awaited me. Shit, if he had offered me a blow job, I'd out every Supe in the state. There were two metal rings on either side of the rug, six-foot off the ground. Intense gay group sex session with werewolf- like in super strength and speed, and you get a proto-typical superhero.
Romancing the Wolf and Eye of Wolf both touch on the idea same-sex behavior in the Werewolf Universe is treated as the Pink Elephant in the room.
Entering his cabin my breath was taken away. It also made me wonder how werewolves went through puberty if in doing so meant they woke up one day being strong enough to accidently kill someone. As our kissing intensified, Angus became overexcited and scooted up my body on his knees.
Shit, if he had offered me a blow job, I'd out every Supe in the state. The other way is to stay near a city, but keep to yourself.