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The Dehumanization of Ethan Brown

By: uris
folder Horror/Thriller › General
Rating: Adult ++
Chapters: 34
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30


Ethan finished his route delivering food to the grocery stores by 3 PM. He went to a thrift shop and stocked up on cheap pastries; then, went to the warehouse store and brought as many large bags of produce and packages of bulk meat the Saturn could hold, happy that he got the five-door model. The ladies weren’t home when Ethan put the food away. The freezer still needed more food but at least the pantry and refrigerator were full. Ryan was waiting for the cable company to hook up the Internet service. Ethan opened some cans of beans and took out the cheap cut of steak that he brought and shredded it with a knife. “Help me make chili as we waited for the cable guy. Ryan, put on some clothes. The cable guy won’t appreciate your body as much as I.”

“The ladies cook,” Ryan said.

“Chop up a few hot peppers, bell peppers and onions.” Ethan used a large knife to chop the beef quickly on the butcher-block surface of the counter.

“I need to get a fucking job,” Ryan said.

“Find one in the morning. Ria or Nici can wait for any delivery men.” Ethan chopped the onions. “Peppers are easier to cut.”

“Sure.” Ryan started chopping. Ethan browned the onions and then added the meat as Ryan chopped all the peppers. Ethan then chopped tomatoes and washed the beans. Ryan watched Ethan cook like it was a top rated movie. As Ethan was seasoning it, the doorbell rang.
Ryan let the cable guy hook up the computer.

“No television.” The cable installation man pretended not to notice that Ryan was completely naked.

“Just moved,” Ryan said. “We haven’t brought one yet. Ethan has a few DVDs so we’ll eventually get around to buy one.”

“I spoke to a woman on a cell phone,” the man said.

“My wife,” Ethan, still dressed in his work clothes, said signing the paperwork then made out a check for the amount. “Thank you.”

“Have a good evening,” the man said as he left.

Ethan sat on the floor and removed clothes starting with his heavy work boots then put the sweaty clothes in the hamper and put his shoes near the door. “What we need is a washer and drier.”

“I think that is on the list the women wrote this morning. They want it delivered today.” Ryan stroked Ethan’s chin with his thumb. Ethan turned toward Ryan and kissed him. “If I go too fast, let me know.”

“I want you so much. I need more affection than my wife gives me.” Ryan kissed Ethan again moving his hands over Ethan’s back and resting one hand on Ethan’s firm ass.

Ethan put Ryan’s other hand on his bottom. “I’m yours.” Ethan put his hands around Ryan’s waist.

Ryan kissed Ethan again. “I could kiss you for hours. I love you so much.”

“Baby, you feel so good.” Ethan started to stroke Ryan’s sex.

Ryan pushed Ethan toward the blankets on the living room floor. Ethan lay on his stomach holding his head up with his using his elbows. Ryan kissed Ethan’s back. “What should I do?”

“Anything or nothing.” Ethan turned to face Ryan. “Do you feel uncomfortable about this?”

“Does this make me queer?”

“Does it matter? Werewolves need more affection than people. You need to be touched as much as I and your wife is neglecting you.” Ethan stroked Ryan’s face. “You’re so beautiful.” Ethan didn\'t like big spaces. As far as he was concerned the 2-bedroom house with one bathroom was too big. The basement was for only the washer and drier hookups. \"Why are you so afraid?” Ethan looked into Ryan\'s eye lightly touching his arm.

“I heard rumors that our kind mates for life and I never felt this way for Nici.\" Ryan looked at his feet.

\"You feel that way about me.” Ethan lifted Ryan\'s chin.

“You know I do.” Ryan stroked Ethan’s ass. “Can we do it face-to-face? I want to see your eyes when I’m inside you.”

“Of course.” Ethan rolled over and lifted his hips. “Ryan, I feel that way about you. There is no hurry. We can snuggle like we have done hundreds of times before.”

\"I want more.\" Ryan licked Ethan’s asshole. “Perfect. I loved the way you smell.” Ryan continued to lick Ethan’s hole as he stroked his sex. Ryan fingered Ethan’s butt until Ethan\'s muscles were relaxed. “I can’t believe you’re offering yourself to me.”

As Ethan felt Ryan’s cock hit his prostate, Ethan let out a moan and Ryan pulled back. “That feels fucking incredible. You can use short thrusts to bring me there quickly. Nothing compares to being fucked.”

Ryan went all the way in. Ethan’s ass seemed to grip around him. “It feels so good.”

“Fuck. Move,” Ethan screamed.

Ryan came rather fast. He used his hand to finish Ethan off as he lie on top of him. “That was incredible.” The bell for the chili rang and Ethan tasted it and seasoned it more before lowering the heat. Finally, as Ethan was serving himself and Ryan, the ladies and children arrived home.

“What took so long?” Ethan asked.

“We have to rent a truck to take the washer and drier home,” Ria said. “Ethan, would you take the washer and drier to the basement and hook them up?”

“I take them inside so you can return the truck. Did you ladies eat?” Ethan asked.

“We eat constantly. You should see all the fucking wrappers in the car,” Nici said.

Ethan lifted the washer onto the dolly and rolled it slowly down the stairs to the basement. He then transferred the drier. “Ria, returned the truck then we can eat.”

Ria kissed her husband. “See you soon.” In around an hour, Ria and Nici arrived home. Ria took off her clothes and went down to the basement to do the first load of diapers. As the laundry was running, Ria finally got to eat the chili that her husband prepared. “I’m so spoiled. You hooked up the washer and drier. You cook and you work.”

“I expect dinner tomorrow,” Ethan stated. “I know that you were looking for a washer and drier that you could use the same day.”

“We need a pickup truck,” Nici said.

“Get a fucking job and buy one.\" Ethan had the money to buy one. He was just tired from being the only one working outside the house. He knew that the ladies were busy with the children and the house, but he still didn\'t like that the money he made went to everything.

“I’m needed home to have babies,” Nici said.

“I’ll buy one after I get a job,” Ryan said. “I stayed home for the cable guy. Tomorrow, one of you ladies will have to stay home and wait for the deliveries.”

“I’ll stay home,” Ria said. “Nici, you can take the girls for a walk. I think we have everything.”

“We should get a license to hunt deer,” Ryan said. “The freezer is empty.”

“I don’t want to gut a deer myself,” Ria said.

“You have Nici to help you,” Ryan said.

“Ethan makes more than enough money for food,” Ria said.

“If we eat at home,” Ethan said. “Ria, call a grocery delivery company. You can order meat by the week from them. Order the cheapest cuts that they sell.”

Ethan brought the DVD, “Fiddler on the Roof”, to pack’s house for Friday afternoon lessons. The children had a discussion the importance of tradition and why Tevye couldn’t accept marriage to an outsider. There was an adult discussion about the Russian revolution afterwards. \"This is rent since you repaired the house and add several additions,\" Jake said, giving Ethan a large wad of money.

“Thank you,” Ethan said. “I suppose we won’t have to worry about keeping our freezer full. Fresh meat is very expensive. I used two hundred dollars and I got hardly enough for a week. I don’t want to use half my income on food.”

“I can drop off meat for your family the next time we get deer,” Camilla said.

“I can teach Nici and Ria when to pick out of grocery dumpsters,” Karen volunteered.

“Great,” Ria said. “Now, we need a truck.”

“I can help you find a cheap one that still runs,” Jake said.

“Starting a new household isn’t as easy as it looks,” Ryan said.

“Did you get a job?” Jake asked. “I could still use you at the office.”

“And drive three hours each way. I have a job at a pizza parlor. It’s day work and I don’t have to pay for my meals while I’m working,” Ryan said.

“I pay better. Once you get a truck, the drive won’t be so hard. I know there are four adults in your house and only one vehicle,” Jake said.

“You didn’t need to give me a grand,” Ethan said.

“I make a thousand dollars a day on missing persons cases. I had two last week. Marge charged a man five thousand dollars to spy on his teenage daughter. Juan and Karen won’t let me contribute to the groceries or other expenses. We have a house meeting after you left and it was agreed that my business would pay for the mortgage, taxes and utilities and nothing else,” Jake said.

“They didn’t mind me paying for everything,” Ethan said.

“You never put your foot down,” Jake said. “Juan took advantage of your generosity. Thanks for giving the children a lesson. When the children are older, are you going to bring them here for lessons?”

“No. Ria and Nici are capable of homeschooling,” Ryan said. “I’ll keep you in mind about the job.”

“I rather have you. Our new receptionist isn’t pack and we have to be careful about what we say and do in the office,” Margaret said.

“Jake, pay off the house repairs if you want,” Ethan said. “I’ll write up a lien and mark off how much you paid. It cost me close to fifty grand.”

Jake asked, “Don’t you have an itemized bill for the architect and builders?”

“Somewhere. Jake, pay me if it makes you feel better. The house belongs to the pack.”

“You have another house to pay for.”

“It cost me less than 80 grand and the property tax is far less than what we pay here. They don’t compare,” Ethan stated. “I have a work in the morning. Ladies, Ryan, we have to go.”

Jake hugged Ethan. “Thanks for coming.”

After they left the pack’s house, they drove over to the Stephenson’s estate. Ethan hoped that Leslie was living there. William Stephenson hung up on him each time that he tried to call. Ethan saw Leslie’s truck in front of the garage, so most likely she was home. Ethan walked to the door, leaving the others in the car. Leslie opened the door before Ethan had a chance to ring the bell and hugged him. “Get your family from the car. We have the place to ourselves.”

Ethan waved for the others to join him. Leslie led the six visitors to the parlor. “Daisy, don’t touch anything,” Leslie said. “Your father can’t afford to replace anything if you should break it.”

Nici said, “I’ll hold her in my lap. Leslie, I heard so much about you.”

“I want to go to Albany. I can’t stand tay tay in my father’s house. He treats me like the boy in the plastic bubble. I know he means well with the air filters and my mom\'s constant vacuuming, but I can’t stay confided to the house the rest of my life.”

“I don’t know if werewolf urine, spit or blood is antiseptic,” Ryan said. “Did you think about my offer?”

“What happens to tall werewolves?” Leslie asked.

“According to Jake,” Nici started. “The transformation is rather painfully and not complete. Packs won’t let such creatures live.”

“You didn’t tell me that you talked to Jake about this,” Ethan said.

“He told me after you turned down our offer. It was just curiosity. Nici and I are rather short and Jake does love to talk about our history and folklore,” Ryan said. “It was a harmless question.”

“How tall is tall?” Leslie asked.

“Five ten and half,” Ryan said. “Perhaps, five eleven. I don’t think it’s an exact number.”

“Let’s me pack my things and we’ll go to Albany.” Leslie went upstairs.

“Ladies, kept Daisy from touching anything. Ryan, let’s help Leslie pack her clothes,” Ethan said.

Leslie started to fill two rather large suitcases. She folded everything neatly in record time. Ethan and Ryan weren’t fast enough to help. “My lung are damaged and it’s the first time in weeks that I don’t feel like I’m suffering from a chronic cold.”

“You look good,” Ethan said. “After the massacres, there are many places in the country were werewolves no longer exist.”

“We’ll stay in Albany for now,” Ryan said. “Ethan and I both have jobs and Leslie could return to desk duty for the Kettlefire PD, telling them that the drugs are finally working.”

“You might feel better about transferring to Albany’s police department,” Ethan said.

“I can make the phone calls after I get an apartment out there,” Leslie said. “It wouldn’t take much to get my furniture from the condo and move it into another location. Let’s get me to your house before we talk about this further. I want to go back to work and you’ll make that possible.”

“It’ll take me two days to collect the ingredients,” Ryan said.


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