Pierre and Wolf

If you are not 18 or the legal age in your country where you live leave now. These story are about gay boy or boy, if this is not what you like leave now. All resemblance with existing people or organizations is purely accidental because this a work of pure fiction.


Jarvis de Var

Pierre Wolf chapter IV

Steve

At one non given moment I awakening. Perhaps the rigidity of the ground or the weight on me but I awakening. I feel it on me, I cherish the hair and the shoulders to him. It sighs in my neck, its eyes open, they are really luminous and light its face slightly and probably mine. It gently smiles and to me northern the lips. It licks me the teeth, I catch the head to him and introduces my tongue into his mouth. We fight wildly without moving all the action is almost invisible. Its mouth has a strong iron taste, my god that they is soft to feel it in my arms. I starts to cry with large sob, I am not only. He stops moving and groan fixing me. I cannot thus stop I cherish the head and the back to him. It is put on the side and attracts my head towards its throat offered, I feel on my lips his throat and against my cheek his jaw. I embrace his throat and his jaw. I start again to embrace it, it catches me with arm the body and tightens me. When I embraced it in the neck and on the jaw I still had this strange iron taste. I start to murmur. My beautiful Pierre my, beautiful love, do you allow me to love you? Only a little only once per month. I am so alone my heart dies. The days and the nights resemble each other, I only existed. I pose my head on his shoulder my tears run on him. It poses the hand on the side of my face and the cheek cherishes me. I fall asleep. Later I awakening with the Pierre paradise is leaning with the top of me a hand in the medium of my thorax the other on my left thigh close to the knees. It licks me the pole with heat, licks and nipping my scrotum. It licks me the nipple and sucks me for truths, it goes up goes down on the pole masturbating me with its lips. I ejaculate in his mouth it swallows while groaning gently. It passes between my legs, it raise them with its forearm with the folds of my knees. It raises me the basin and the anus licks me, I know what it wants and I want my beautiful friend in me. I want it!

-Steve “ Pierre my beautiful Pierre take me gently. Love me my beautiful.”

I feel his gland press on the door of my entrails. I feel him push when the head pass the door I feel a acute pain. This is my Pierre it can’t be so bad, breathes relax, he feel me tended and stop panting. The pain blurred out.

-Steve “ Go my beautiful love me.”

I feel him moving in and out of me. I extend my arms to catch his head and kiss him. He lets go my legs, I cross them around his hip. Inside I feel a burn which is transformed into tension igniting all the passion that lives in me. He continues rapidly the feeling became a forest fire consuming my mind. I love him more than my life, my sight is scrambled, the tears prevent me from seeing. But I feel him and it marvellous. I drink his breath this renews my force, my penis his hard like he never was. After a certain time I feel him shake in my arms, his rod hidden deep in me. I feel him to ejaculate in me. I tighten my grip on him using all the force that I found in me not only the strength in my body but also the strength that I could find in my soul. I try to integrated him in me, I do not want to be separated from him.

-Steve “ Pierre it was extra, marvellous.”

He disengage himself from me I feel him on my right, what is he doing? I touch him, he is in foetal position face towards the ground. I caress his back,

-Steve “ Pierre are you hurt, are you sad? Darling answers me please.”

He does not answer me, when my hand rub the small of his back he groans and pushes his buttocks upwards.

-Steve “ Do you want that I love you too?”

He still pushes its buttock upwards. I pass behind him and kiss his back, it taste like the ground and the leaves that stick on him. I smile for myself.

-Steve “ You are a little dirty, I will wipe you with my t-shirt. My beautiful friend lets me clean you, you other self will be content. I smiles to him in the dark.”

I caress his sides, he still sighs and groans. He pushes his buttocks towards my pubis. My penis places in a quasi painful way between its buttocks. I lie on the ground and feel his crack his smell of musk and sweat is pleasant for me. I draw aside his buttocks and the flexibility of those fascine me, going further I lick around his hole then on it. the fact that lick my beautiful Pierre in a place so intimate increase the sexual tension. He pushes in my face my tongue penetrates slightly in him, he still pushes and my tongue slip deeper. He groans and draws his legs aside, with all the precum which I produces I should be able to enter him without problem. I guide my penis with my hand, I install my head on the door and keep the fingers between his buttocks. When I am ready, he pushes backwards surprising me. My head slips in one shot inside his sleeve, I still did not move. I feel him quiver a little, I remain motionless and rub his back and sides. When he relax I push a little, I enter half length. I stop, he pushes and I am completely inside, if I found his body hot outside, inside it is even hotter. I do not know how I could explain the burn on my penis, I smile, I catch his thorax and raises it a little to caress his nipples and his belly. I make love to him very slowly, I want it to last the longest possible. I kiss the nape of his neck, his shoulders. I stop moving because he start to go up and down on my pole. I grab him to slow him a bit. I size his testicles and tighten them a little, he yep but do not try to remove my hand. My other hand joined the first one, I strongly masturbate him, I draw his foreskin up and down covering the end completely each time. When I feel him about to come I stop masturbating him and tightens his testicle. He understands the play and stop fucking me when I stop masturbating him. We play like that four time at the fifth when he ejaculate I hold his foreskin closed with my fingers, at the same time his anus spasm around my penis. Sending me to the height of pleasure, I am able to keep his foreskin close, I turn him and release his penis in my mouth. I clean and suck on it gently, he raises his legs exposing what I guess being his anus. I advance delicately and smell my sperm and his juice, with precaution I point my tongue. The taste is surprising but not unpleasant, if he want it I want it. I clean his buttocks and his anus. It is pleasant but I don’t want to think about my breath and the den is deprive of mouth wash. He turn around biting me close to the nape of my neck, he fall asleep in my arms in a few seconds. I fell asleep behind him my head on his face. I know that I will never exchange this place for another thing.


Pierre

What is happening to me? There is a guy behind me with an arm drape around me and I have the impression that some one have penetrate my ass. My rectum bother me slightly. I do not dare to move we are both naked. No, no memory at all, be courageous open your eyes. I spite of me my body starts to shake and I can’t control it. Shit I am not in a bed, I am in the cold and humid ground. I feel dirty and sticky. I see that I am in a hole, the lightning come from a hole in the ceiling. It is a tree trunk with the top of this hole, dirty and full with leaves. I cannot control myself, I shake like frightening animal, tears in my eyes.

-Steve “ My beautiful Pierre are you cold?” A hand caress my side and put a t-shirt on me and a jean on my hips. “ Come close to me we will keep ours self warm my beautiful friend.”

I know the owner of this voice, it is Steve. He is naked with me. In spite of me I trust him perfectly I do not understand why. His voice stop my tremors and allows me to think. I turn to face him, he take me between his arms, I look at him. He is blot whit ground, hair sticking all around, he hug me tight passing his arms around me. I feel his penis at rest on mine. That does not leave me indifferent even in this odd circumstances. I know that he is there for me, that he cannot do me any wrong and I cannot do him any. When he feel my erection, he spread his legs lifting his hips, offering himself to me. I does not understand.

-Pierre “ Steve what is happening to us?”
-Steve, resting his hip on the ground, blushing deeply “ Pierre it you not the other!”
-Pierre, looking at him attentively. “ Yes I am the only me that I know.”
-Steve “ I will try to explain it to you, do you know that you have lost track of your action some time lately?”
-Pierre “ Yes unfortunately I must admit it.”
-Steve, caressing the side of my face with his fingers “ I was there on some of these time. Listen to me I do not lie to you, I do not play trick on you, I tell you the things such which as they are. You are believing me?”
-Pierre, looking at him anxious. “ Yes, I believe you, I do not know why but I believe you.”
-Steve “ You remember when Ben attack you, that evening you came to see me in a wolf form.” I breathe, I have say it. “ The day after that you return to me on the wolf form. I was believing that you where a dog, I find you beautiful and nice, I brought in my room. In the night I was to be awake I find you naked in my bed, in human form, I could not resist and caress you. You open your eyes and look at me. It was a dream become reality. I hope that gay does not disgust you to much?”
-Pierre, I look at him with a smile, I feel the truth. “ It not a good way to tell a guy that you love him. Finish your story.”
-Steve, with tears in his eyes. “ I read much history on the werewolf and all said that they must change at full moon, I awaited for you in the fort hoping that it were not a dream. You came and led me here, it is the den which you built for us. Then we play.” He blush again. “ You have love me and I love you then we fell asleep.”
-Pierre, I feel that I can love that guy but loving a guy what trouble. Not more trouble than loving a werewolf. “ Where are my clothing?”
-Steve “ I do not know. Listen it is 06:46H at 09:30H I will go to my house to seek clothing and food there. I will try to think about some logical history to explain our absences.”
-Pierre “ Steve keep me warm please.”

Steve hug me tight, he does not do anything, he is very delicate. He do not even have an erection. I look at him, he is in a state dirtiness. He must be my reflection. He seem to have blood dried around his mouth. I believe that it is without realizing it. that he start to caress my back and side. His fingers light as feathers trace furrows electric on my body. I yield to his magnetism and fell asleep under his protection. He awakening me gently.

-Steve “ Pierre I must leave you, I will seek all we need. I thought about what we have to say. Do you know posttraumatic shock work?”
-Pierre, I cannot prevent myself from smiling. “ You would not like better say that I venture in wood and lost myself. You saw me leaving yesterday and you worried today and left to seeks me. I am twit enough in forest to get lost.”
-Steve “ Your right, it much better. I seek the material then we will seek your clothing. I will return a soon as possible.”

He get dressed quickly and leaves. I look by the hole. He look around seems to take his bearing. After a few seconds I return inside. The temperature must border between 5 to 10C, it is fresh and I am nude and without hair in fact if I believe Steve. Difficult to accept, Pierre the werewolf, hoo! Hoo! I believe it but it did not look to fit. Loving Steve, this guy is pretty if he can get rid of his air of melancholy and he would have advantage to take care of his appearance. I do not know why I know it but I know that he have a good heart and a noble soul. He look at peoples with kindness. He has great reserve and does not want to wound peoples. Most significant he seems to love me with passion. Time passes quickly he arrive with a backpack. I hear him before seeing him, he call me a little tense.

-Steve “ Pierre do you hear me? Pierre I am here.”
-Pierre “ Here! Move on please it cold.”

He remove his backpack and get in the den. His bag his full, he pull out boxer and jeans. I smile at him and show him the dirt and leaves on me. In his bag he have disposable wash rag use for baby, comb and a small mirror. I take a sash rag and give one to him.

-Pierre “ Steve I want your help, there are places which I cannot reach.”

He take it blushing. I must, several time, recall him to rub and not to caress to clean. That take several minutes but I becomes about acceptable clean. I torture him a little and combs my hair before dressing up. He have take his shower and smells good. He give me a book on the wolves.

-Steve “ I search in my room and I had this book I want to give it to you.”
-Pierre, he still blushing. Finally I find him nice. “ Thank you Steve.”

I open the book looking through it. he say to me that when the night will come he will ask to me where are my clothing. In the morning we will be able to return. We are sitting side by side, I see that he is much more impressive than me, it not difficult. I smile to him and say.

-Pierre “ It funny, you are my guard and I am your protector.”
-Steve, with an interrogative glance. “ What?”
-Pierre “ When I am in wolf I do not seem to shine by my intelligence it is you that have to keep me out of problems and if I believe the legend in wolf I have great force and resistance.” I look in his eyes. “ In normal time you are the strongest but you are a nice bear and it me the crafty one.”
-Steve, he sighs. “ Yes, it is rather strange.”
-Pierre, approach his face and smile to him. “ You are in a really bad situation.”
-Steve, with an interrogation glance. “ Which want you to say?”
-Pierre “ In your book they say that wolves couple themselves for life.”
-Steve, with incomprehension. “ What?”
-Pierre “You are stuck with me for a very long time with or without the moon.” I have a smile that I hope is wild. “ Ha! Ha! Ha!.”
-Steve, hugging me and crying he murmurs in my ear. ” Never alone, never alone again, will be always be close to you, I will keep pain away from you.

End