full moon fur

two guys are fucking. the
guy with the bigger dick
suddenly turns into a
werewolf. these two guys
are both normally skinny
and lanky and, well,
cute. now, the guy
who just turned into
a werewolf ain't so cute.
lots of hair, fur actually,
big sharp shiny teeth,
his fingernails and toenails
now claws. all that,
and yet he's still very
very sexy. "fuck
me hard," says
the non-werewolf.
"fuck me really
really hard. i mean,
pound my sweet little
ass, stretch my
anus until it burns."
the werewolf obliges.
soon, both guys,
the werewolf and
the non-werewolf,
cum, they spurt
about half a gallon
of the hot gooey
stuff, each. the
werewolf cum smells
earthy, beastly.
the non-werewolf
cum smells like regular
cum, pungent, musky,
some would say
slightly sweet.
after they cum,
the full moon
goes away and
the sun rises.
the werewolf guy
changes back into
his skinny, sweet,
lanky self. both
guys lie there cute
and cuddly
in the early-morning
sunlight, lie there
in the tangled mess
of a bed. they kiss
each other on the lips.
"my butt hole is sore,"   
says the non-werewolf
guy. "sorry," says
the werewolf guy.
"no, that's okay,"
says the non-werewolf
guy. "really, i'm
fine with it. in fact,
i'm looking forward
to the next full moon."
"really?" says the
werewolf guy. "hell yeah,"
says the non-werewolf guy.
so both guys lie
there side by side,
in the messy bed. they're
beautiful and skinny
and lanky. the sun
is shining on their
pretty smooth skin.
they both sprout hardons.
"wanna get sucked off?"
says the werewolf guy.
"hell yeah!" says
the non-werewolf guy.
"then lie back, stick
your dick in the air, relax,
and i'll start sucking," says
the werewolf guy.
"but just promise not to
bite, okay?" says
the non-werewolf guy.
the werewolf guy
just smiles, shows
lots of shiny white
teeth, and
then both guys
start laughing, it's
more of a howl really,
a really loud almost kind
of obnoxious guttural
phlegmy howl.
they both pause, kind
of sit up in bed, look
around, as if wondering which
one of them just made that
sound. but then they
get right back to business,
since, real fast,
they both figure out
which of them is
the howler.

--Carl Miller Daniels (April 27, 2024)