[b][u][center]Their Old Alpha Part 1 For Catsithx By Draconicon[/center][/u][/b] Kyle was a bit of a daydreamer. It wasn’t usually a problem, as long as he could keep his mind stimulated, but when he was bored – such as what often happened in history class – he often ended up going back into his own head. The jaguar groaned, lowering his chin in his hands in a vain effort to keep his mind on the class. He tried to keep his focus on the wolf teacher ahead, knowing that he was already doing bad in history class and he didn’t need the professor to get on his case even more, but he could already feel the daydreams coming. The jaguar grumbled under his breath, but knew that it would only make things worse if he fought them. [i]Looks like I’m going to be skipping this class again...[/i] As his eyes flicked down, drifting closed despite his efforts, he wondered what sort of memories would float to the surface this time. The last time that he went fishing out on the coast, and when he might go again? Or maybe that time when he went for a drive and ended up on a chase, even though he was just trying to find a place to get rid of a troublemaker? Or maybe that time – [i]Hello, alpha…[/i] Kyle’s eyes jolted back open at the young voices that came with [i]that[/i] memory, a shiver running down his back and down to his dick. He shuffled around at his desk, trying to pull himself back to the moment rather than sink into that particular memory again, but it already had its claws in him – right down to the balls – and it was pulling him back in. [i]Hello, alpha…[/i] He shivered again at those voices, voices of twelve-year-old twins. Twin wolves, both black-furred, the male with a white circle over his left eye, the female with a white circle over her right. And oh, were they obvious which was which with their clothes off. The jaguar had been sixteen when they’d started that. He was their babysitter, had known them since they were ten. Two years of spending time with them, two years of helping them grow. Two years that turned into helping Aiden, the female of the pair, when she went into heat. Swearing them to secrecy, and only getting it when he promised to ‘help’ Addison, the male twin, the same way that he helped Aiden. The fact that the male didn’t have a heat didn’t matter. He wanted to feel what his sister felt, and that was all that there was to it. [i]Alpha, alpha, alpha.[/i] They’d stopped calling him by his name after the first time, always calling him ‘alpha’ instead. He took it as a big brother thing, not wanting to think about what would happen if they ever told their parents that they’d submitted to someone at that age. He shivered even now, wondering what would happen to him if someone ever found out that he had fucked a cub. Even if it had been…amazing… His cock was throbbing hard under his desk as he remembered how small they were, and yet, how eager. He remembered both of them on their knees, their eyes looking up at him as they licked on either side of his cock, both of them gradually moving down to his balls, and then moving to the tip, almost fighting as if they were jealous of the other for getting his attention. He groaned just thinking about it. “Kyle.” The wolf teacher snapped him out of it, and a good thing, too. His cock was so hard that if the daydream had continued, it very likely would have become a wet dream in short order, and that would have been a hundred times worse. He apologized to the professor, pulling up his book and putting the thoughts out of his mind…mostly. He stopped thinking of his old friends naked, at least, and that was good enough for the moment. [i]Wonder why they came to mind…[/i] After all, he hadn’t seen them for years, since well before he’d decided to go to college. They’d moved away while the cubs were still growing up, about three years after they started fucking. Ever since then, he hadn’t seen hide nor hair of them. Maybe it was just the fact that he hadn’t been doing much. Hell, he hadn’t gotten laid since the last time he saw them, so that might very well have something to do with it. The class ended shortly after, but as he collected his books from his desk and his backpack from under it, his phone beeped. He blinked, pulling it up and opening the front screen. It was a message from his mom, telling him that a friend had called her, asking what college he was in over the weekend. Apparently, he should expect a visit later. [i]Friend?[/i] He blinked. [i]No way…[/i] Admittedly, all his friends were here at college, attending it with him. The ones that weren’t were very far away, out of state and taking their lessons somewhere else. The idea of anyone coming this far just to see him seemed unlikely. The daydream bounced back into his head, leaving him looking at a pair of twelve-year-old wolf cubs on their backs, legs spread, pussy and cock both on display as they spread themselves further and further – He shook his head, pushing the thought of the young ones out of his mind. The last thing he needed was to be obsessing about that. They were out of his life, and probably for the best. He probably shouldn’t have done what he did, but there was no taking it back now. He couldn’t go back and make them virgins again, couldn’t take away his early stealing of their virginities because of Aiden’s needs and Addison’s curiosities. All he could do was move forward. And they weren’t coming to the college, anyway. There was no way that they’d try and track him down after this long. Shaking his head, he left the building, going out into the plaza between the different department buildings. The jaguar made his way to the statue in the center, his shorts rustling a bit and clinging more to his crotch than he’d like, and his t-shirt barely seemed to keep the early-afternoon wind off him. He stopped at the statue, looking up at the owl that was supposed to be one of the founders of the school. Wise-enough looking, he supposed, but the local birds had made quite a mockery of it. It was white rather than gray or black, and nobody dared stay near it for too long save for when the cleaners came by every month. He was just starting to think about his math class later that afternoon when he spotted a pair of wolves coming across the campus…coming right towards him, as a matter of fact. [i]Oh great…[/i] Wolves were known to be very territorial, and he doubted that these ones would be that much better. It was a fairly known fact that wolves tended to reach out, stake their claim on people and places, and then held tight to it, wanting to keep it under their control. And if they had decided that this was their territory… [i]Well, too late to try and run…[/i] Bracing himself for the beating that was to come, the cat looked back at them…and then blinked again. The white circles on their eyes. The guy had one on the left, the lady on the right. Just like – They broke out into a run, charging him and tackling him from either side. The wolves grinned as they knocked Kyle right to the ground, knocking the air right out of his lungs. He grunted as they held him down, giving him a hug. “KYLE!” they both shouted at the top of their lungs. [i]Okay, so, apparently, it’s not so impossible for them to track me down…[/i] The jaguar groaned as he was finally allowed to get back to his feet, rubbing his chest lightly as he felt like he had just gotten the stuffing punched out of him. The wolves chuckled, helping him a bit themselves, and they even worked at dusting him off. More like slapping his chest and back silly, but he had built himself up enough for that not to sting. Not much, anyway. The jaguar shook his head as he looked at them, hardly believing what it was the same twins that he used to look after. Yet, with those markings, there was no doubt. “Aiden? Addison?” he muttered, looking between them. “You grew up.” “Heh, didn’t we just?” Aiden asked, flexing her arms. Her brother did the same, pulling a pose. They were both much, [i]much[/i] bigger than they used to be, their arms thick and their legs likewise. They weren’t muscle gods, but they were definitely bigger than they used to be. He looked over them, unable to ignore the large breasts that Aiden had grown, nor the package that Addison seemed to be subtly thrusting forward as they held their poses. They really were so different from the cubs that he had helped raise. Shaking his head, he hugged them both, and he wasn’t too surprised to feel Addison gripping his ass. The black-furred male was grinning, almost smirking, and it wasn’t surprising to see that, either. Wolves were made to dominate their surroundings. Every wolf that he knew – and every wolf that he’d ever heard about – had always grown up as a pack leader, raised to be stronger than those around them to both protect what they wanted and to make sure that they were able to keep what they claimed. It wasn’t that surprising, when one got right down to it. [i]Least they’re not trying to directly claim me. That’s something.[/i] He let go, shaking his head. “So, what brings you here?” he asked. “Just graduated, or –” “Graduated last year,” Addison said. “Just had to take a year off to get used to being out of school, you know?” “Yeah, and then we thought, hey, why not find where our old friend is studying? Maybe we can meet up again.” He smiled. It was kinda flattering, he had to admit. Not what he expected, either, which was even better, in a way. Surprises could be rather nice. Before he could ask what they were studying, a sergal walked up from somewhere else on the plaza. Rather rudely, Kyle thought, the stranger leaned in and started chatting up Addison, grabbing the big wolf by the hip. “Hey, big guy,” the sergal grunted. “Haven’t seen you around. What brings the big bad wolves to campus?” “Parties,” Addison said. “And knowledge,” Aiden added. “But mostly parties.” [i]And just like that…[/i] Kyle felt like he was pushed to the outside as the two young canines turned their attention to the sergal, chatting with him and flaunting themselves a bit. He could see where it was going; it looked like the big guy and big girl were putting the moves on the sergal as much as the sergal was putting the moves on them. Before long, the stranger had his head slightly bowed, already submitting to the big black wolf. Soon, there was a party invitation given, and the wolves accepted. Kyle shook his head, starting to turn – “Hey, where are you going?” Aiden asked. “Hey, you guys have a party later. I know when I need to get out of the way.” “What are you talking about?” Addison asked. “Aren’t you coming?” “Him?” The sergal’s question got the wolves to whip their eyes around, glaring daggers at the other guy. Eventually, he bowed his head, muttering something to the effect that ‘of course’ the jaguar should be able to attend as well. Just hadn’t thought about it. Kyle rolled his eyes slightly, but he nodded his thanks and his acceptance. It wasn’t what he’d been aiming for, but at least he had some sort of invite. And at least he could spend a bit more time with his old friends. He offered an arm, and Aiden took it. Addison stepped up to his other side, taking the other one, and he walked them off to the library. They had a lot of catching up to do. # The evening came quickly, and Kyle had to admit that he was a little dissatisfied with how the afternoon had gone. He’d been hoping to get all caught up with the twins, but they were so energetic that he barely was able to get a word in during their time in the library before they were asked to leave, and after that, they had to run off to class. He hadn’t seen them since, so he only knew that they had been, ahem, busy, since the last time that he had seen them. [i]Talk about sexual conquests…[/i] He’d gotten an earful of their sexual history while they had been away, always talking about this guy or that girl that they had been with. He swore that the pair of them had fucked enough to set up four different packs between them, but as far as they were telling him, they didn’t have a pack of their own yet. [i]Wonder what they’re waiting for.[/i] The jaguar arrived at the party house a bit early, pulling his car up to the driveway to see that there were only two other vehicles besides what was probably the house one. He looked around, didn’t see too many on the streets yet, but he imagined that more were coming. Getting out of the car, Kyle barely managed to lock the door before – “Hey again!” A soft hand grabbed him by the hip, turning him around. And there were the twins. And the wolf twins, too, he realized as he stopped looking down at Aiden’s breasts. They jiggled as she chuckled, and Addison smiled at him. “You haven’t changed much.” “You two have,” the jaguar said. “I didn’t see those things the last time I saw you.” “Well, maybe you’ll see something later. Maybe. If you’re good.” Aiden’s tease was enough to get his dick rising, but he didn’t push it. He doubted that there was going to be time for the three of them again, particularly here at the party. If they hadn’t been to a college party yet, then he imagined that this was probably going to be a hell of a wake-up call for them. They entered the house. Apparently, the other students must have car-pooled, because there were a lot of them in the house. A good two-dozen already, and more arriving as the lights on the streets showed. Kyle shook his head. This was going to be an interesting time. He turned to ask Aiden if she wanted something to drink, but the black wolfess had already disappeared. He blinked, shaking his head, but before he could ask Addison about it, he realized that the other twin had also gone. Despite knowing how big they were, he couldn’t see them in the crowd, either. The feline shook his head. “Ditched already. That’s gotta be a new record.” Still, he didn’t let it get to him. There were plenty of people here. If he really, really wanted to get someone in bed with him, or just wanted to hang out with someone, there were more than enough choices to pick from. He started wandering through the crowd, taking his time to see face after face, seeing what was on offer, what was on display. There were people that were definitely a little drunk, some of which were looking at him like he might be fun, but he wasn’t interested in taking a drunk home. Or even to one of the other rooms, if he was honest. He had done the puke-job more than once, and he really didn’t want to go through it again. When he had thought that he hadn’t gotten laid since he had seen the wolves before, that didn’t mean that he hadn’t tried to get a bit of fun. College was all about that, all about going out and seeing what you could find for yourself, what sort of fun you could discover with different people. And he had done that… It just never worked out. Sure, he was a decent-looking guy, and he had the room and space to attract people back to his apartment, but that didn’t mean that they were willing to come. He had to really show off, and when he did, he tended to attract people that weren’t great. Like the drunk that had puked mid-blowjob. Or the party animal that was so exhausted from other lays that he hadn’t been able to stay awake, and Kyle had felt too guilty about trying to fuck someone unconscious that he just called a cab. Or the other times when it had all gone wrong for him. [i]And this doesn’t look like it’s gonna be much better.[/i] Most of the crowd were those fresh to the campus rather than those that had been studying for a while, and he knew that he was the oldest one in the house. It wasn’t a good dynamic for trying to find someone good to be with, he had to admit. Still…he tried. Before long, he heard something that sounded like moans from the other rooms in the house. He cocked his head to the side, following them in hopes of finding a room where the people inside weren’t too picky. When he found the door it seemed to be coming from, he popped the door open a crack, and peered inside. It was the sergal from earlier, alright, but not sitting on top. The guy was kneeling on the ground, his mouth wide open as he bobbed his head up and down along a very thick, very healthy dick. He followed the dick up, seeing black fur, and then, not entirely surprisingly, he saw Addison’s face. The wolf was enjoying himself, obviously, one hand down on the sergal’s head and shoving the guy’s mouth down on his cock again and again. Each thrust, each push was enough to bury at least nine inches of wolf cock down the big guy’s mouth, and each time the sergal swallowed, the jaguar could hear the moans from inside the room get that much louder, almost like the sergal was getting pleasure from serving his master. [i]Well, it’s pretty clear that he’s developed into a decent dom.[/i] A glance around the rest of the room showed that there were a good dozen other males in there, each one with cock out and throbbing, though most of them looked like they’d already cum at least once, though how was up to the imagination. He could see that they were waiting for another turn, though. [i]Has he turned that sergal into the room cock-sucker? That would be something…[/i] He rubbed at his own dick a bit, thinking about getting into the room. However, before he could push the door open, Addison looked his way. The wolf and the jaguar met each other’s gaze, and before long, the wolf actually looked down and away, his cheeks burning, almost like he was…ashamed? That was weird. The fact that the wolf had gotten a room to himself like that without even trying was pretty amazing, he had to admit, but the fact that he looked ashamed was not what he had expected. Gloating would have been one thing, even flaunting it, but ashamed? That was something that a kid might do, as if he was caught out by his dad. [i]Have I messed with them that much?[/i] Not wanting to make things worse, he closed the door quietly, not letting anyone else hear it as he stepped away. Well, that room was a bust. He was a bit offended that his old friend hadn’t invited him along for the fun, but that was okay, he guessed. They were new, they were finding their way out here. He couldn’t expect them to just do things for him for the hell of it, not these days. He shook his head as he wandered through the house, looking this way and that. There were plenty of high and drunk students in the house, some of them draped out on the furniture, some of them playing ping-pong or beer-pong in different areas. Some of them were even starting to play around without going for a room, ranging anywhere from over the pants petting to full-on fucking over the back of the couch. [i]College parties…[/i] Shaking his head, Kyle knew that he wasn’t going to get any action that he could live with from the other students in the open. They were too young for him, too irresponsible, and it was more than he wanted to think about. If there was another orgy room, he’d give that a try, but he wasn’t holding out much – “Mmmmph!” There was a different moan that cut through the sounds in the house, and he knew that had to come from one of the separate rooms. He perked his ears, twitching them about, and his tail tucked down between his legs in anxious hope that he might have some fun. He followed the sounds wherever they would lead, and he eventually came to another door. It was shut tight, admittedly, but it was one that he was pretty sure hid some secrets. He opened it slowly, just as he had done before. This time, he saw the other wolf twin, Aiden. She was sprawled out on a bed, her legs spread wide and lazily dragging her toes through the sheets. The black-furred wolf was showing off her pussy to everyone else in the room, letting some other fox eat her out, while another female was lying beside her, playing with her breasts. It was rather sexual and sensual, particularly with the other males around. There were one bull that was fucking the vixen eating her out, while there were others just jerking off around the sight. The other females were getting coated, but not Aiden. Then, she looked up at him. Once more, he met the gaze of one of his friends, and once more, it was the wolf that looked away first, again with the same burning cheeks that her brother had shown. It was so strange that he didn’t know what to think about it. He wanted to go in, wanted to have some fun, but every time that he thought about how ashamed she looked, he just couldn’t bring himself to do it. Kyle looked around the room, seeing so many different people that might bring him some pleasure if he bothered to step inside, but if he did, then he would be making things worse. Harder for him, harder for her… And he didn’t want to do that. Sighing, he tucked his dick back against his thigh and shut the door, leaving his old friend to get her pleasure where she would without him to make her feel guilty for it. Not feeling good about staying at the party after that, he walked down the stairs, going back to the front door and out to his car. The sergal that had invited him along had left the orgy room that Addison had been in, and didn’t even give him a nudge to stay. The young guy seemed happy to see him go. By the time he got to his car, the jaguar still wasn’t sure if he felt more angry or more confused. He was angry because he had been invited along with his old friends, and the wolves had seemed like they were interested in him still. Sure, he might not be the ‘alpha’ anymore, but that didn’t mean that they couldn’t have fun. They could have shared stuff, been in the same room for the orgy, at least. Instead, they’d looked at him like his presence had spoiled every bit of the fun that they were there to have, and it was impossible for him, in good conscience, to stick around. He would have been a party-killer to the N-th degree, and he didn’t want to make their first party that bad, particularly when they were obviously enjoying themselves before he showed up. At the same time, he was beyond confused. They seemed to be more than willing to party, but rather than savoring it, even showing off their temporary packs the way that wolves were wont to do, they seemed to be embarrassed by it, like they were doing something that they shouldn’t. What had happened to the pair of them? What had he done to them in their childhood that had fucked them up this badly? [i]I didn’t do anything that they didn’t ask me to do.[/i] He kept telling himself that, shaking his head as he put the car in gear and then pulled out of the driveway. He needed to get home. If nothing else, he would be able to think better there without all the noise in the air, without all the infernal racket around him. Out of the corner of his eye, he half-thought that he saw the twins in his car mirror as he pulled out, but he was probably seeing things. They were too busy to just watch him leave. # The jaguar got back to his apartment a good half hour later, and he was still hard from the stuff that he’d seen at the party. Normally, he’d go straight to his bed and just jerk it out, but this time, he felt like he needed to figure something out first. He walked up the stairs to his apartment, stepped inside and locked the door. It was late enough that nobody was likely to come visit wanting to borrow something, but if they did, he wasn’t in the mood for dealing with them. The jaguar flopped out on his couch, shaking his head as he looked up at the ceiling. “Back in my life one moment, back out of it the next…” It was so confusing. He had been tackled to the ground in the middle of the college campus because they’d been so happy to see him, but as soon as other people showed up, their attention shifted. He gave them all the affection that he could, but all they could do was talk about their sexual conquests, showing off what they had done since they’d last seen him. What was going on? What did they actually want from him? That was the part he didn’t understand, and it was the part that he was going to need to figure out if he wanted to have them in his life again. And he did. He most definitely wanted to have Aiden and Addison around again, even if they were just friends and not doing…that… [i]Hello, alpha…[/i] He groaned, hearing their child-like voices in his head again, his cock stiffening at the thought of that. The jaguar remembered seeing the little black wolfess with her ass up in the air as soon as her parents had gone, flagging her tail off to the side and whispering for him to take her. Not even waiting for him to get to the bedroom, just telling him – as her alpha – to take her right there in the hallway. He remembered her twin brother coming out, his little dick already at full attention, begging for more, but never using it. All he did was put himself in the same position, offering his little boy butt for the jaguar’s use. They treated him like a king, back then. And now… “Mmmph…” Kyle groaned under his breath, his body already pushing him to do what he knew he shouldn’t. The fantasies would only get stronger, the memories pushing at him that much more if he allowed them to make him masturbate right now, but what was his choice, really? Just ignore the boner and go to bed? Not bloody likely. The jaguar kicked off his pants, taking the dick that he’d been ignoring all day and giving it a light stroke. It was already so good, so hard, and he groaned under his breath as he started to speed up, stroking himself that much faster. The feeling of his hard shaft beneath his fingers was good, but – [i]Alpha, fuck my butt…[/i] Kyle groaned, remembering that little boy, now that big man. He imagined Addison in front of him now, that muscular body on its knees, that ass presented to him once more. He imagined claiming that wolf as he would do an adult, putting him back in his place. The thought was good, and he spurted pre over his carpet. And it didn’t stop there. As he shifted his position on the couch, he imagined Aiden in front of him, too, imagined her sucking on her brother’s cock while giving him a perfect view of her plump pussy. She’d grown so much. If she were to keep her chest pressed to the ground now, she’d get rug-burn on her breasts, and the thought of fucking her so hard that that happened was actually rather hot. He groaned as he squeezed his cock that much harder, imagining the twins beneath him the way that they once were. He imagined them gasping for his cock, begging him to rut them, to claim them, to teach them again. [i]Oh fuck…oh fuck…[/i] He pumped his cock faster, harder, knowing that he was right on the edge now. The thoughts came harder, quicker, more and more realistic as his imagination went into overdrive. He wanted the twins. He needed the twins. Kyle looked down, his imagination feeding him the image of the pair of them on all fours in front of him, their mouths open and their tongues hanging out, their eyes begging him for his cum again. They wanted his cock, they wanted their alpha again. The jaguar couldn’t resist. Moaning, the feline thrust his hips forward, his cock pulsing between his fingers as he came, and came, and came, shooting his seed through the air and all over the carpet. It didn’t even let him pretend that he was covering the two wolves in his seed; all he had was the sight of the carpet getting ruined, his lust fading and the imagined wolves fading with them. Sighing, he flopped back on the couch again, his pants still dangling between his ankles. He looked down at his hand, at the bit of pre-cum and seed that had stained his fingers, then licked it off. [i]I am a mess…[/i] Not much he could do with that. Whatever he had done to the cubs way back then, he had messed with himself, too. Everyone else that came up was nothing compared to the pair of them. There was nothing like being treated as a king of the world, nothing like being made into the god of gods by your sexual partners. Everything else just paled in comparison. The jaguar shook his head, thrusting himself off of the couch with a grunt that showed just how much of an effort it actually was. Much as he wanted to go to sleep, he needed a shower, needed to get some laundry started so he could throw some stuff in the dryer in the morning, and – It was a lot of work being a college student. There were days when he seriously missed being able to just flop out and collapse, and let the twins take care of him as much as he took care of them. [i]Well, tomorrow’s another day, and we can see what happens then.[/i] That was what he told himself after every day that went pear-shaped. He just hoped that tomorrow wasn’t another one. [b][u][center]The End[/center][/u][/b]