This story is a departure from my normal storylines and character types. The theme was suggested by a friend that shared a picture with the caption, "My boyfriend is a werewolf." I took this on as a bit of a challenge and have definitely enjoyed creating a variation on an old theme. I am open to new ideas so please share if you'd like in comments or direct feedback. As always I appreciate your comments and feedback. I hope you enjoy this fantasy.
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Bobby approached his door after jogging home from his nearby gym He liked that is was close enough that he could used the run home as a nice cool down. Entering the house he went to the kitchen for a drink, pineapple juice this time. When he finish he headed off to shower and get ready for the evening and weekend. His boyfriend of six months was coming to dinner and staying over until Sunday.
Entering his bedroom, he stripped off his tank top, shorts and socks, having left his shoes by the front door. He peeled off his jockstrap and let his cock swing free. He went into the adjoining bathroom and started the water in the shower. While waiting for the water to heat up Bobby took in his own form in the mirror.
The 28 year old looked at himself standing at 6 foot, weighing a trim but muscular 190 pounds. Short brown hair on this head, clean shaven, with little body hair. He did keep his pubic hair trimmed nicely. His strong chest tapering down to a fairly narrow waist, his stomach which was showing a developing 6-pack. He worked out regularly, not so much to built bulk but to keep trim and muscular as he was when he played college baseball. And it didn't hurt that he could draws some looks from the boys at the gym.
He took a moment take a double biceps pose, shifting one leg forward to accentuate the musculature. Hanging from his groin was a 5 inch soft cock which would harden to a nice 8 inches when aroused. A well filled ballsac supports the jock's cock. He reached down and gave himself a squeeze before entering the shower. "Later," he thought to himself anticipating the sex he would have later with Luca.
After showering and cleaning himself up, Bobby dressed in shorts and a t-shirt and went to start the dinner preparations. Dinner wasn't going to be anything special, just some chicken, rice and veggies. He was a decent cook but stayed within his known limitations. He happily made his way around the kitchen anticipating the arrival of you boyfriend.
Luca arrived a little after six, casually dressed in shorts and a t-shirt much like Bobby's. He was 27, 5'11" with the body of slim athlete, skin just tinged with olive giving away his Mediterranean heritage. His naturally wavy, dark hair was worn at a medium length which nicely framed the soft features of his face. His brown eyes somehow always had an intensity to them the Bobby had never seen before in another man. His body hair was sparse, not what you would expect from his Greek ancestry.
Whereas Bobby liked working out with weights, Luca spent most of his gym time stretching and doing cardio. The two had met at the gym and after scoping each other out finally introduced themselves. They had quite a bit in common and eventually started dating.
The sex between them was great. Bobby had almost always been a top, it had been a number of years since he had bottomed. Luca, on the other hand, enjoyed his bottom role. They had never discussed switching things up as the current arrangement worked nicely for them. Luca sported a nice 7 inch cock when hard and probably would do a decent job with Bobby's muscular ass if given the chance.
Luca and Bobby kissed and embraced when the former arrived.
"Hey, babe," said Luca, "something smells good." Smiling
"It's just chicken," Bobby replied.
"Yeah, that too," Luca teased and gave Bobby another quick kiss.
They spent the next 20 or so minutes chatting about their weeks. They didn't see each other every day but fairly regularly. In actuality, the longest they had gone without seeing each other since getting together was three days. When dinner was ready and wine poured the men sat to eat a nice intimate dinner. Being the middle of summer it stayed light until late in the evening.
After dinner, the two cleared the dishes and cleaned the table and tidied the kitchen. When that was finished the had a nice make out session right there in the kitchen. Both men's cocks were filling out, not hard, not soft. They poured more wine and went to the living room to talk and listen to some music. As it was starting to get dark, Luca got up and closed the blinds.
When he turned around from the blinds, Luca hesitated return to the couch next to Bobby.
"Is something wrong?" Bobby asked with concern, setting his wineglass down.
Luca hesitated and took a deep breath, slowly exhaling as he checked his watch. "There is something I've been meaning to talk to you about. It's not a bad thing, just unusual." Luca reached for his own wine and took a healthy swallow.
"You know you can talk to me about anything. Come, sit here with me and tell me." Bobby reached out his hand for Luca.
Luca grasped the muscular man's hand and moved back toward the couch. "Do you believe in the supernatural?"
Bobby blinked, caught off guard by this question. "You mean like ghosts and shit?"
"Kinda, but in particular werewolves," Luca said, watching Bobby's face closely.
"You mean growing hair all over and fangs and claws and going around tearing people apart. That kind of werewolf?" Bobby chuckled at this notion. Where was Luca going with this?
"Not exactly like that. I want you to listen carefully and know I am telling you the truth and sharing something I don't usually. You know how there are those 3 day stretches when we don't see each other. Well, if you look back at the dates and a moon cycle chart you'll see that those were always the three days of the full moon."
Bobby, trying unsuccessfully to hide his amusement, said, "So you're telling me you're a werewolf? Are you going to attack me and scratch me up and tear out my throat?" The smile and smirk as he said this showed Luca that Bobby wasn't taking this seriously.
Luca grabbed Bobby's face and stared right into his eyes. "This is serious. I was hoping to hold off on this conversation but it needs to happen before moonrise or I will have to leave."
Seeing the seriousness in Luca's eyes, Bobby realized the the other man was sincere in his words. "Ok, I'm sorry. Tell me what you need to. I will listen." Both men took another drink of wine.
Luca inhaled deeply and slowly breathed out then reached for Bobby's hands. Looking into Luca's eyes, Bobby saw an even more intense gaze than normal.
"I'm not a werewolf, exactly, not in a supernatural way, at least," Luca began. "I do go through some transformation during the full moon. But it's due to a genetic anomaly that affects my Limbic system. Do you know what that is?
Bobby thought for a moment, then responded, "Something to do with emotions, and stuff?"
"That is part of it. The Limbic system is tied to emotions, basic needs, like eating and drinking, sexual arousal, certain behaviors, just a whole bunch of primitive brain function. Multiple parts of the brain interact in the body with the release of hormones," explained Luca, reaching again for his wineglass. "Now, with me, when the full moon rises my Limbic system kind of goes into overdrive. I go through some changes that are too complex to explain quickly." Luca checked his watch.
Bobby listened intently trying to comprehend what his boyfriend was saying. "Does it hurt you? Is it dangerous for you? Is it dangerous for me?" the questions fired out quickly.
Luca grasped Bobby's head and pulled it in for a quick kiss. "You are not in danger. If you were going to be I wouldn't be here, nor be telling you this. There is some discomfort as I change but it's more unusual than painful," Luca went on to explain. "I don't grow a muzzle or fangs or claws, just some body changes. You may or may not like them. That is presuming you want me to stay tonight while it happens."
Bobby understood that Luca was revealing something deeply personal, more personal than anything that they had previously discussed. He leaned forward to take a drink of his wine, thinking about what he had just been told.
"So there's no danger," Bobby started, paused, "For either of us? How did this happen?"