Timber Pack Chronicles - 15. Chapter 15

When Colton picked up Parker for school the next day, Parker dragged him up to his bedroom without so much as a “hello.”

Parker’s uninhibited desire turned Colton into a beast, and Parker loved every second of it. Colton pinned Parker down on his bed and fucked the hell out of him.

Damn, his man was loud when they had sex. Not that he was all that quiet either. When you had something that huge pounding full force into your ass, you were going to make noise whether you wanted to or not.

After cleaning up, they raced down the stairs and out the front door. They barely made it to school on time.

When Colton dropped Parker off after school, they did it again before Parker’s mom came home.

Ever since they’d had sex in the log cabin at Camp Timber, something about Colton turned Parker into a horndog. He didn’t understand what was going on. Just being around the bigger boy made him ache with need. And when he wasn’t around, it was like his body went through withdrawal.

He wanted Colton on top of him and inside him. Parker loved the noises that Colton made when they had sex, and he loved the smells he gave off. He loved the way Colton touched him and kissed him. Colton made these growly noises, and sucked and bit on his neck. God, that was so hot. Colton could make him come so hard every single time they had sex. And he was embarrassed to admit it even to himself, but he loved it when Colton came inside his ass. It was even better than when Colton came in his mouth. It was a really close call.

Parker was in love with Colton, and even though neither of them had said it out loud, Parker knew without a doubt that Colton loved him, too. There was just something in his eyes. Whenever he looked at him, Parker could see it plain as day.

And now it was Saturday night, and Parker was ecstatic that his parents were going out. His dick was already hard just thinking about being alone with Colton. He grabbed his phone and called his boyfriend before they even left the driveway….

* * * *

Colton swam up to Parker and took him into his arms. All of the playing in the pool had made him horny. Mostly because their playing consisted of his pup grabbing at his cock under the water, then trying to swim away.

After going without sex for so long, Colton was definitely trying to make up for lost time by going at it like bunnies in heat. Or, like the horny, hormonal teen wolf shifter he was. His lycan pheromones obviously sent Parker’s libido into overdrive as well, since his boy never denied him his needs, even initiating at times. Parker probably didn’t even realize it was happening.

Colton pushed Parker backwards until the smaller boy was laying back against the steps.

“Colt,” Parker moaned as Colton tugged Parker’s bathing suit off, then tossed it into the deep end of the pool.

“No more teasing, pup. I have to have you.”

“Oh god, yes…”

Colton pulled the front of his suit down to expose his cock, and then moved on top of Parker. He grabbed Parker’s leg, then pushed it up and out as he got into position. Colton’s thick cock found its target and he surged forward.

“Fuck,” Colton groaned as he sunk into the tight grip of Parker’s ass.

His mate was still wet and loosened from their earlier lovemaking. As soon as Parker had found out his parents were going out to dinner on their monthly ‘date night’, he’d called Colton. Colton was barely through the door, when Parker yanked him upstairs. They had a fast and furious quickie before coming out for a swim.

“Your dick is so big,” Parker moaned as he rubbed his hands all over Colton’s furry chest and abs. His leg pulled back and locked around Colton’s waist. “So good, so strong, so sexy.”

God, Colton loved it when Parker talked about how big his dick was, how muscular he was, how hairy he was. It made him feel like a man.

Colton laid on top of Parker, and thrust in and out of his ass hard and fast. The water sloshed around them, and their bodies slapped together.

“You’re so fucking tight, pup. You feel so damn good.”

Taking Parker outside in the pool under the clear sky with the moon shining on them… nothing could be better. Everything about sex with Parker was a turn on. The neediness in his eyes, the way his skin felt underneath his hands, the whimpering sounds he made in between the soft pants of his breathing. And the smells. Fuck, those smells Parker gave off when he was aroused made Colton hard enough to pound nails every time.

Colton pumped his prick into Parker, relentlessly stabbing at his prostate. Parker’s hands gripped Colton’s back, his fingers clenching and unclenching. His breathing quickened, and his whimpers grew in pitch and volume. He leaned his head back, exposing his throat.

Colton couldn’t pass up the submissive gesture. His head dove down and he clamped his teeth onto the tender skin at the base of Parker’s neck. He sucked hard, pulling new blood to the surface, further marking Parker as his. Snaking a hand between their bodies, Colton grabbed Parker’s cock and gripped it in a tight fist.

Parker held his breath as his body went rigid. His ass clamped down onto Colton’s cock like a vise, and he pumped up into Colton’s hand.

“You’re gonna make me come, Colt,” Parker grunted between gritted teeth. “Please don’t stop! Come with me. Come inside me.”

Colton was right there with him. He shoved hard into Parker’s ass as his body started to convulse. His thrusts became erratic as he shot his load deep inside Parker, barely aware of Parker’s body shuddering beneath him.

When Colton finally got his body under control, he lifted his head to look down at his mate. Parker’s eyes were closed, his mouth parted, his body finally going limp against the stairs. He looked between their bodies and watched Parker’s semen swirl around the water’s currents.

“Wow,” Parker finally whispered when he opened his eyes.

“Yeah.” Colton agreed. Wow, was right.

Colton barely had time to enjoy the afterglow when his senses went into protective mode. The hair on the back of Colton’s neck rose. He lifted his head and scented the air. Another shifter was close.

They were being watched.

He sniffed again, but couldn’t determine the scent. He was positive it was a lycan, another wolf-shifter, but there was something odd about the scent. As if whoever it was was trying to mask it.

“What’s wrong, Colton?” Parker asked, his voice panicking. He lifted his head and looked around. “Did you hear something? Is it my parents?”

Colton could smell the fear coming off Parker. “No. Everything’s okay.”

“You’re making that noise again,” Parker said.

He looked down at Parker. “Huh? Noise?”

“Yeah. You make this growling noise sometimes….”

Colton needed to get him inside where he would be safe. He was filled with rage that someone had watched them make love. No one but him got to see Parker like that. He pulled Parker up and grabbed Parker’s swim suit. He wrapped a towel around his boy, and hurried him into the house.

Before going inside, he looked out into the woods. He puffed his chest out and let his eyes shift. He whispered, knowing the shifter would still hear him. “He’s mine. You come near my mate, and I will kill you. I will tear you limb from limb, and gut you like a pig.”

“Is everything okay?” Parker asked as Colton shut the door behind him. He had the big towel around him, and he was shivering as he clutched it around his body. “What’s going on?”

“I thought I saw something.”

Parker’s eyes widened. “Like a wolf? Was it my wolf?”

“Wolf? No, it wasn’t a wolf,” Colton lied.

He didn’t want to scare Parker off wolves, but the fact that Parker referred to him as his wolf made Colton’s heart soar.

In the safety of Parker’s bedroom, Colton stripped off his bathing suit, and took the towel Parker offered. He knew that Parker was watching him, so he gave him a good show, rubbing his chest hair with the towel. He took longer than normal drying off his cock.

“Your body is so sexy. And god, you’re hung like a horse.”

Colton chuckled. His pup had a one track mind. Luckily, they were in sync there.

“It’s not that big.” His modesty sounded false even to his own ears.

“Right. How big is it?”

Colton shrugged and looked down at his flaccid cock, which was starting to fill and rise from all the attention. “Don’t know.”

“You never measured it?”

“No.”

Parker walked over to his desk drawer, pulled out a plastic ruler and a shoelace.

“What’s the shoelace for?”

Parker set the ruler down and gripped Colton’s cock.

“I guess I need to get it hard first,” Parker muttered to himself. “I’ll just have to suck it.”

He leaned forward and took Colton’s cock into his mouth. Colton let his head fall back as his pup started sucking him off. Just as he was getting close, Parker pulled away.

Colton groaned and pushed his hips forward. “Don’t stop, pup.”

Parker took the string and pressed the end against the base of Colton’s dick. He laid it along the top of Colton’s cock, then pinched his fingers on the string at the tip. Then he took the ruler and laid the string along it.

“Seven and one-sixteenth inches,” Parker announced.

“Bull-fucking-shit,” Colton sputtered. He knew damn well he was bigger than seven inches.

Parker laughed. “Just kidding. You’re eight and five-eighths. Just over eight and a half. Nice.”

“That’s more like it,” Colton said, puffing out his chest with a cocky smile plastered across his face.

“You’re so modest,” Parker chuckled.

“You like my big ego. And my big dick.”

“I should be offended, but yeah I do, you cocky bastard.”

Colton laughed. He grabbed his cock and bobbed it up and down. “Hell yeah, I’m cocky. Eight and half-inches cocky.”

Parker rolled his eyes. “I should have known this would turn out to be a mistake. I’d say something about giving you a big head, but you’d just turn it into a joke about your dick.”

“Gimme that.” Colton took the string and repeated the same procedure on Parker. “Six and three-eighths. Perfect.”

“Yeah?” Parker asked, looking a little uncertain.

Colton couldn’t have that uncertainty. Everything about his pup was perfect. “Mm-hmm. Perfect.”

He pushed Parker back onto his bed, then proceeded to show him how perfect his cock was when he swallowed him to the root.

* * * *

Parker watched from the living room window as Colton pulled away from the house. He smiled when Colton blinked his headlights, and he kept watching until the taillights could no longer be seen.

He was a little wound up. Parker had a great time with Colton tonight, as he always did. He couldn’t believe how many times they did it tonight. Colton had fucked him twice, and then they traded blowjobs after measuring each other. His butt was a little bit sore, but it was the good kind of sore.

All that physical activity had him starving. He went to the kitchen and made himself a big roast beef sandwich with a slice of cheddar cheese. Wanting to wind down and relax, he took his sandwich out into the backyard. Looking up at the sky, he watched the clouds drift across the half moon as he ate his sandwich.

A rustling noise coming from the woods turned Parker’s head. Was his wolf back? Was that what Colton saw earlier?

Parker cautiously walked towards the back fence. He saw a movement near the treeline, and then he saw the flash of animal eyes reflecting the moonlight. The animal was crouched down, waiting by the trees.

“Is that you, boy?” Parker asked quietly. He opened the iron gate and stepped towards the wolf. “Are you hungry?”

Parker smiled to himself. So it was the wolf Colton had seen earlier. God, Colton would be so pissed off if he could see Parker right now.

He held out the sandwich as he carefully approached the animal. The animal took a step backwards into the trees, then another, as if it was trying to lure Parker into the darkness.

Parker froze. Was he really following a huge predator into the woods at night? What the hell was wrong with him? Sure, his wolf was sweet and gentle, but he was still a wild animal.

Wait a minute. “His” wolf? He really needed to stop referring to the animal as ‘his.’

Still, an uneasy feeling crept up his spine. He shook it off and tried to smile. “Here, boy. Eat up.”

Parker tossed the sandwich towards the wolf.

The wolf moved forward, stepping on the sandwich with his paw, crushing it into the dirt with its claws. The clouds opened up and the moon’s light lit up the animal’s eyes and his muzzle.

His grey muzzle. Filled with huge teeth.

Its silver-grey eyes locked a feral gaze on Parker.

Parker drew in a breath and stepped back. His wolf’s fur was all black, not grey. A low growl came from the animal’s chest as it took an attack stance and bared its fangs. To say this animal wasn’t friendly would be the understatement of the century.

Parker’s heart was pounding out of his chest. Oh Jesus, he was about to piss his pants, and then he was going to be eaten alive. He slowly stepped back towards the gate.

The wolf barked, growled, then stalked closer to the fence, forcing Parker backward away from the gate.

Parker’s eyes darted around looking for an escape. He was seriously going to hyperventilate. He didn’t know what to do. So he did the first thing that came into his mind.

He turned and ran.

Even as he did it, he knew it was the stupidest thing in the world and it was surely going to get him killed. At full speed he ran, straight into the woods. The beast was behind him nipping at his heels, snarling and breathing like a hound from hell.

Parker screamed, “Help! Somebody, hel—”

Pain shot up Parker’s spine as the beast tackled him, slamming him chest first, face down into the forest floor.

Parker drew in a lungful of air and grabbed at the ground, trying to pull himself away. His scraped-up knee protested, and he cried out in pain as he tried to get up. He flipped over onto his back, and slumped to the ground, his chest heaving as he struggled to breathe.

The big grey predator was stalking Parker, taunting him, walking around him in circles. The beast’s lips curled and pulled back into a snarl. His mouth foamed and his razor sharp teeth dripped saliva.

“Please don’t kill me,” Parker whimpered. He knew his words were useless.

The rabid wolf snarled, crouched down, and then it pounced.

Parker clasped his fingers together and with a loud grunt, he slammed his joined fists as hard as he could into side of the animal’s head.

The wolf was momentarily stunned, but it recovered quickly – much too quickly for Parker to get away. It growled and snapped at Parker, pinning him down on the ground.

Parker screamed.

A blur of black fur flashed over Parker’s head. It knocked the grey wolf away from him.

Parker watched wide-eyed as the black wolf — it was his wolf — lunged at the other animal with claws and teeth bared. The bigger, stronger black wolf cornered the grey wolf against a tree.

The black wolf snarled ferociously, then lunged and attacked, slowly wearing the smaller wolf down. With a roar, he tore at the grey wolf with his claws, sending a stream of blood splattering across Parker’s shirt.

Parker gasped in horror and pushed away from the animals as the grey wolf slumped onto the forest floor.

Parker’s cry was enough of a distraction that the black wolf turned towards him and immediately came to his side.

The wolf’s features softened. His tongue flopped out of his mouth as he panted from exertion. He stepped forward and lapped a line of slobber across Parker’s face.

Parker winced as he wiped his face with his hand. “Gross.” He rubbed the wolf’s head and scratched at his ears. “You saved me.”

The wolf was content to let him touch for a moment, before he began sniffing Parker. He pressed his nose across every inch of Parker’s body, inhaling deeply and snorting.

“He’s checking to make sure I’m not hurt,” Parker thought. He was positive that was what the animal was doing.

The wolf somehow managed to grab Parker’s bloody shirt in his teeth, and rip it off his body, tossing it to the side. He lingered on Parker’s belly, sniffing up and down. His nose was cold and wet pressed against Parker’s skin, but Parker laid there propped on his elbows, content to let the animal do what it needed to.

Then the wolf nudged its muzzle between Parker’s legs, and pressed it into his taint and snorted loudly.

Parker bucked, trying to pull away from the wolf. “Hey! Stop that.” His cheeks went red, realizing that the wolf smelled Colton’s semen inside him.

The wolf crawled on top of Parker and plopped down, making Parker grunt from the weight on his chest. “You’re really heavy. You’re not a lap dog, you know.”

Parker closed his eyes as the smell of the wolf surrounded him. He smelled good. Not at all like wet dog. Someone obviously takes care of him.

Parker’s emotions slowly calmed. The terror was replaced by a feeling of warmth and comfort. He scratched his fingers through the wolf’s fur and let out a soft sigh.

The wolf slid his body back and forth across Parker’s torso, as if he was trying to rub its scent onto his body. It let out a huff, then went still. His tongue lapped up the side of Parker’s face, then across his neck.

“Okay, this is getting way too weird. I have to go.” He tapped at the wolf’s side. “Up.”

The wolf stepped back and let out an unhappy woof. Parker groaned as he pushed up onto his feet. He stretched and winced as his back spasmed lightly. Tomorrow, he would definitely be feeling that. He rubbed his scraped up knee, then bent down and picked up his tattered shirt. When he tried to put it back on, the wolf pulled it out of his hands and tossed it away with a snarl.

“Okay, okay,” Parker said with his hands up in a placating gesture. “It’s got that other wolf’s blood all over it any way.”

Parker looked around, and noticed the grey wolf was gone. He stepped closer to his wolf until they were touching. Feeling a little chilly, he crossed an arm over his bare chest, then set off for home. The other hand dropped to his side, and his fingers found the wolf. Parker slid his fingers into the beast’s soft fur.

The black wolf walked alongside Parker the entire way back to the house. He stopped at the iron gate, and even after Parker rubbed him and said his goodbyes, he waited until Parker went inside the house before stepping back into the woods.

* * * *

Colton remained on guard outside Parker’s house until the sun threatened to rise. Parker had looked completely exhausted when he went inside. Colton was sure that he went right to bed. Well, he probably took a nice, hot shower first.

He let out a low growl of pleasure as he thought of his sexy little mate naked in the shower.

Before Colton went home, he walked up to the back of Parker’s fence. He lifted his leg and marked the fence line in several locations as a warning. It wouldn’t do any real good, but it made him feel better.

He wasn’t sure who the other wolf was, but the next time he ran into him, he wouldn’t limp away when Colton turned his head. He would be dead.

But there was something about the wolf that confused him. Something about the scent threw him off. The wolf was clearly a shifter, but he didn’t smell like one. Colton would need to come back with Trey and Jed. Maybe between the three of them, they could figure out who or what it was.

He’d also have to let his Dad know what was going on. The pack needed to know if there was a strange wolf in town attacking people. He was also going to have to bite the bullet and confess to his dad that Parker was his mate.

In the meantime, he would be more careful with Parker’s safety. He’d have to make sure that Parker never went anywhere alone. When Colton couldn’t be with him, he’d send Jed to watch him.

Anyone who dared lay a hand on Parker would pay the price.