15 comments/ 56237 views/ 70 favorites Summer Moon By: DreamerOne "Forever shall the wolf in me desire the sheep in you" ~ from the song "Beauty and the Beast" by Nightwish ****** "Are you sure you want to spend your last summer before college out in the middle of nowhere?" Jamie sighed into the phone. "Yes, mom. I'm sure. I need to relax." "You call that relaxing? I'd be bored out of my skull." "Yeah, well... It works for me." She was silent for a few seconds. "You know Craig..." Jamie groaned. "...is really worried about you. He misses you." "Yeah? Well, I don't miss him one bit." "Sweetie, this whole thing between the two of you is just a misunderstanding. I know you can work it out, if you'd just give him a chance... Let him come visit you." Jamie got a sinking feeling in his stomach. "You didn't tell him where I was, did you?" Silence. "Mom...! You promised you wouldn't tell him..." "Well, you should have seen him! He was a mess, poor thing! I think you're being really cruel, Jamie! He's such a sweet boy." "You date him, then!" Jamie shouted and ended the call. Tiredly rubbing his forehead, Jamie collapsed onto the couch. A few minutes on the phone with his mother and his head felt like it was going to split open. Alicia poked her head out of the kitchen doorway. "I'm making coffee. Want some?" "Yeah, thanks," Jamie sighed. Alicia was the best friend of Jamie's father, Alan. They had been close since they were children, but when Alan married Jamie's mom, Sharon, they drifted apart. Sharon was jealous of Alicia and suspected Alan of having a thing with her, no matter how much he insisted that they were nothing more than friends. When Alan died in a car crash, Alicia decided to come to Jamie and offer her support. Sharon was less than pleased, but her kindness was just what Jamie needed then. He and his mother had never been on the same page. She found comfort in her friends, Jamie in Alicia. And, as time passed, Jamie and Alicia became very close. He began to think of her as a favorite aunt, someone he could tell anything. That's why, after having escaped a bad relationship (which also happened to be his first), he packed a bag and came to her house in the sticks to spend the summer there with her and her younger brother, David. David... Jamie had never met him before coming here, but Alicia had spoken of him often. And when Jamie finally got to see him, he had been utterly speechless. Simply put, David was nothing less than magnificent. Seven years older than Jamie, he was tall and strong, with long black hair tied up in the back of the neck, a few strands shorter in the front framing his face perfectly. And his eyes... they were an unbelievably piercing silvery blue, and when directed at you, they took your breath away. Jamie was his exact opposite: small and slender, very light blonde hair and large, dark green eyes that made him a look a little younger than he actually was. Jamie had often received compliments for his boyish looks, but to him there was no question that David's powerful, dark appearance was so much more impressive. Jamie went into the kitchen following the delicious smell of fresh coffee, and happily accepted a mug from Alicia. David was sitting at the kitchen table, and Jamie glanced at him, discreetly admiring the view. The morning sun was falling on his face, making his black hair shine, and delectably hugging his body was a black T-shirt with the famous Mr. Blonde quote from "Reservoir Dogs" printed on it. He looked up when Jamie entered the kitchen, but had quickly turned his attention back to the newspaper spread out before him on the table. Jamie sat down next to him in silence. He had tried to get to know David, but hadn't made much progress. David was never unfriendly, but he was very serious and closed off. Alicia joined them. "So how was Sharon?" she asked, sipping her coffee. Jamie grunted in response, and she smiled understandingly. Alicia glanced at the clock. Any minute now... Just then her cell phone rang, as she had expected. She left the kitchen to answer it. She spoke to her friend for a few minutes in a hushed voice, then hung up. Setting her facial expression as one of held-back sadness and disappointment, she returned to the kitchen. "Everything OK?" Jamie asked. Alicia cleared her throat. "Yes... Uhm... A friend of mine dumped her boyfriend, but they had cruise tickets for tomorrow... she's going anyway, and she asked me to come with her." "Wow. Sounds like fun." "Yeah, but... I'm not going," Alicia said playing with a loose thread in the sleeve of her shirt, making sure to pout ever so slightly. "I'd rather stay here." "Oh." There was a few moments of silence, and then David said quietly, not looking up from the newspaper: "You should go." Alicia looked at him intently, concealing her triumph, then turned to Jamie, smiling. "I'm sorry, Jamie, but could you excuse us for a minute?" "Sure..." Jamie left the kitchen. After having been to the bathroom and taken care of a few things in his room, he returned. Alicia beamed at him. "I think I'll go on the cruise anyway, Jamie. If that's okay with you? David will still be here to keep you company." "Yeah, don't worry about me. I'll be fine. You just have a great time." "Thank you, kiddo. Well, I guess I'll call Jenny, then I'd better start packing." Alone in her room, Alicia raised her arms in a victory-gesture. David had taken the bait hook, line and sinker. She felt a tad sorry for laying a guilt-trip on him, but she believed it was for his own good. She also wasn't used to playing the match maker, but she just couldn't sit idly by while her brother went through his life alone. Especially not when such a golden opportunity was right under his nose. David had been seemingly indifferent to Jamie when she introduced them to each other, but Alicia wasn't fooled. She had long ago learnt to see past his stony face, and she knew Jamie had made a deep impression. And it was clear that Jamie really liked her brother, and if there was one person on this world who could be understanding about David's... situation, she was sure it was Jamie. She hadn't brought Jamie here to set him up with David, but now she simply couldn't help herself. She only hoped that giving them two weeks alone together while she stayed at her friend's house would be enough. "Let's hope this works," she said to herself and crossed her fingers. ****** The following morning, Alicia said goodbye to Jamie and David and left with her friend. The two young men spent most of the day in silence. It was starting to make Jamie uneasy, especially when he noticed that David sometimes watched him with that icy stare of his. Jamie could never guess what David was thinking about him, if he was thinking about him at all, and it made Jamie nervous. Still, Jamie made up his mind: if he and David were to spend two weeks in each other's company, David needed to be defrosted a bit. So in the evening, he cautiously tapped on David's door and entered when he heard a: "Yeah?". David was stretched out on his bed, a book in his hand. "Hey," Jamie said, fighting down the urge to throw himself at him. "Uhm, I was thinking about watching a couple of movies. Wanna join me?" For a second David just looked at Jamie blankly, then he smiled. It was the first time Jamie had seen a genuine smile on his face, and suddenly he felt warm and tingly all over. "Yeah, sure," David said, putting his book away. Alicia was a real movie-lover, and had a good collection: somewhere between two- and three hundred DVDs. Jamie spotted "Dances with Wolves", a favorite of his, and pulled it from the shelf. "How about this?" Jamie said, holding it up. As soon as David glanced at the cover, he stiffened and looked hard at Jamie. "Or... we take something else... if you don't like this one," Jamie said, suddenly feeling very uneasy. "No, it's a great movie..." David said, his expression softening. "I was just in the mood for something with a faster pace." "Oh, okay." After a few more minutes of choosing, they went the "Lethal Weapon" way, but Jamie paid more attention to David than the screen. It was so wonderful to see him relaxed and smiling; he seemed like a completely different person. As darkly sexy and exciting as he was when he had his stony expression, he was even more beautiful when he laughed; his whole face seemed to be glowing, and it made Jamie's heart flutter. When they'd finished the movie they made popcorn and watched all three sequels, and when they were done with them they got started on "Army of Darkness". It had been a long time since Jamie had so much fun, since he'd been so at ease, since he'd been so... happy. With a smile of satisfaction, he dozed off. "Jamie?" Jamie awoke. David was leaning over him, stroking his cheek. His silver blue eyes were looking at him with such intensity that he gasped. "Oh... Please... kiss me," he thought. But David didn't. He just gave a vague smile and said: "It's late, Jamie. Go to bed." Jamie stared disappointedly as he walked away, up the stairs. ****** Alone in his room, David leaned heavily on the door. "Oh, God," he muttered and put his hand on his groin. Hard as a rock. Jamie had been so incredibly beautiful just now, asleep on the couch. He had wanted to take things further so bad... but he couldn't. "Have you forgotten?" his inner voice said. "You can't let your guard down. These are dangerous feelings. You can't give in to them. It wouldn't do either of you any good. If he found out... he would be disgusted. He would fear you, hate you. And then you would be even more miserable then you were before." David sighed deeply. Opening his jeans he reached inside his underwear and put his hand around his throbbing cock. "I'll allow myself just one fantasy... Then I won't let my guard down again." As he started moving his hand, he imagined himself stripping down Jamie's petite body, worshiping it with lips and tongue, hands and fingers. Jerking himself faster, he imagined Jamie in his lap riding his cock, gasping and moaning in his ear as David whispered all the things he wanted to say, but never could. Moving his hand so fast it was almost a blur he came, groaning Jamie's name. He slumped down onto the floor and looked at his sticky hand. With another deep sigh, he whispered Jamie's name once more in the darkness. "Jamie..." Suddenly, he felt the pull. Pain spread through his body like wildfire as he began to change. With great effort, he fought it down and collapsed in a heap on the floor. The pull had never been this strong before. It was always stronger in the summer, but he would always be in control until "the night". This was something different. It had to be because of the feelings for Jamie. They were weakening him, taking away his control. Oh well, he would just have to make sure to endure tomorrow night as well. The night after that was "the night", and he would leave the house and go into the woods. After that the pull would be weak until next time. Then, if he just distanced himself from Jamie until Jamie left, everything would be okay. "I can do that..." David thought. "...I think. ****** The next morning, much to Jamie's disappointment, David was acting quiet and withdrawn as always, as if last night never happened. As they ate their breakfast in silence; Jamie tried to start a conversation but David just gave a short reply and stared out the window. The second he was finished with his breakfast he went up to his room. Jamie found himself getting a little pissed off. What was David's problem, anyway? Sighing, Jamie got up to pour himself another cup of coffee, just as the doorbell rang. David's voice drifted down to me from upstairs: "Jamie? Could you get that?" Jamie hurried to the door. When he opened it and saw who it was, he immediately tried to slam the door shut, but a foot blocked it, then a hand grabbed the door and yanked it open. "Hey, babe," Craig said, with a crooked grin. "I've missed you." "Get the hell out of here." "You shouldn't talk to me like that. After all, I am your boyfriend." "I broke up with you. You're not my boyfriend." Jamie began to back away. "It's over. I wish I never met you." Craig's face darkened and he grabbed Jamie's arm with a bruising grip. "It's not over 'til I say so." Forcing himself to look Craig in the eye, Jamie hissed through clenched teeth: "Fuck you." Tightening his grip on my arm so that Jamie couldn't help but whimper in pain, Craig pushed Jaime up against the wall. "I've got a better idea," he whispered in his ear, pressing his body against Jamie's so he could feel the hard bulge at his groin. Struggling, Jamie turned his head away in disgust. Suddenly, the painful grip on his arm was gone. He looked up; David had grabbed Craig and was dragging him towards the door. Craig twisted free, and glared from David to Jamie. "You don't waste any time, do you? Whore." David's fist shot out and collided with Craig's face. With a big shove, Craig was fell out the door and landed on his ass. His voice icy, David said: "Stay the fuck away from Jamie." He slammed the door shut and turned to Jamie. "Are you okay?" Jamie nodded. David looked at him searchingly. "No, you're not." Before Jamie knew what was happening, David had taken him in his arms, holding him close and stroking his hair. Jamie leaned his head against his chest, feeling himself relax in the comforting warmth of his body. Craig had freaked him out more than he cared to admit. Still holding an arm around Jamie's shoulders, David walked him to the living room and they sat down on the couch. "I take it that was your ex." "Yeah." Jamie nodded. "Craig." "Craig's an asshole." "Definitely," Jamie laughed. David smiled. "How did you end up with a guy like that?" Jamie looked away. "It's stupid, really. You know my mother and I don't get along, right?" "Yeah, Alicia told me." "Right. She's practically always ignored me... unless she there was something in it for her. When I came out she didn't waste a second in making herself look like mother of the year by bragging to her friends of how very supportive she was of her gay son. And then, when she found out that a business associate of hers had a gay son my age she persuaded me to go on a blind date with him. That's how we met. I thought he was okay, at first. Thoughtless, but okay. Plus, I thought he was cute, so I thought if I gave him a chance I might grow to like him. But... he started getting really controlling. He always wanted to know where I was, who I was with and what I was doing. At times he would snap and call me all kinds of names. He would apologize later; he said it was difficult for him to trust people because he'd been hurt before... I felt sorry for him, so I was stupid enough to forgive him, over and over, until... I got fed up and ended it." Jamie looked up at David, and saw that he was softly smiling. He took Jamie's hand. Slowly, he leaned over and pressed his lips against his cheek. "You should stay away from guys like that. You deserve better." He stood and left the room. Jamie stayed there, unable to move, his skin burning in the places David had touched. ****** In the afternoon Jamie felt like getting out of the house to clear his head, so he borrowed Alicia's bike and went to the supermarket in town. He decided to cook a nice dinner for David as a small 'thank you' for helping out with Craig. He bought stuff for a pasta dish he was good at. While strolling along the shelves, he thought about David. There was no denying it: he was definitely falling for him. He was sure of it. But what about David? Did he feel anything for Jamie? Sometimes it seemed like it to Jamie... but then he would get back to being aloof and stone-faced. Always Mr. Mysterious. Jamie decided that if he wanted to know what David felt for him, he would have to find out for himself. He made up his mind on trying to make a move that night. ****** So far so good. Dinner had worked out great: David enjoyed Jamie's cooking and had seconds. Jamie had wanted to eat outside as the moon would be almost full, but it was starting to rain so they stayed indoors, but it was still fun. David was rather quiet, but not closed off. It seemed more to Jamie like David was quiet because he was peaceful. After dinner they grabbed a few beers and settled down in the living room, listening to music and talking. Jamie was getting a little nervous: if he was going to give it a shot he would have to do it soon. He went to the bathroom to calm down and splash his face. When he returned to the living room it was dark and quiet, except for the rain pattering against the windows. Disappointedly, he at first thought that David had left, but as he went further into the room he saw the light of a single candle. David was just sitting down on the rug on the floor, and he had been to his room and gotten his guitar. When he noticed Jamie, he smiled. "Any requests?" Jamie sat down next to him on the rug, suddenly a lot more relaxed. "Can you do Ramones?" David's smile widened; his fingers started moving over the strings, and "I Want You Around" filled the air. He even sang, and his voice, clean and soft felt like it was caressing Jamie inside and out. When he was done with the song, he got started on "Withered" by Atomship, after that "Try Me" by James Brown. As the last note silenced, Jamie couldn't contain himself any longer. He scooted closer to David and placed a hand on his cheek. Gently turning his face so that his eyes met Jamie's, Jamie leaned forward and kissed him. Jamie closed his eyes, feeling his body turn warm and weightless. David began kissing Jaime back, wrapping his arms around him. David started taking control of the kiss, and Jamie willingly gave in to him. As his tongue entered Jamie's mouth the movements of their lips were growing faster, more urgent. Their tongues danced together, and Jamie straddled his lap, pressing his body into David's, unable to keep himself from moaning low in his throat as he felt him harden. With a swift move David rolled them down onto the floor. His lips moved over Jamie's neck, kissing his way up to the ear. Jamie's hands traveled up under David's t-shirt, running them over his back. The skin was soft and smooth, except for four long, parallel scars. Jamie traced them with his fingertips, then moved his hands downward, slipping them inside David's jeans. Grabbing his ass, Jamie pulled David hard against him, making his erection rub into his own. David crushed his mouth into Jamie's, his kiss deep and fierce, making Jamie whimper as he snaked their tongues together. Removing Jamie's hands from his butt, David took hold of Jamie's wrists; raising his arms over his head, he pinned them down on the floor. That's when it happened. A hated memory instantly rushed to the surface; Jaime's lust turned to fear and he began to shake, panic taking hold. "Stop it! Let me go! Stop!" David let go and sat up, his startled eyes looking down at the shaking Jamie. Slowly, Jamie sat up. He could feel tears fill his eyes and he looked away in shame. He felt awful and pathetic, letting David see him like this. "Jamie... I'm sorry. I didn't mean..." "Don't apologize," Jamie said, still unable to look David in the face. "You did nothing wrong." After a moment's silence, Jamie felt David take his hand. "I didn't, but someone else did, right?" Tears spilled over Jamie's cheeks, and he wiped them away with his hand. "Craig?" Jamie nodded. David put his hand on his cheek and made Jamie look him in the eye. "What did he do to you?" Jamie took a deep breath. He didn't want to talk about it, but David deserved to know. And maybe, no matter how much it hurt, deep down he really needed to talk about it. Summer Moon "In the beginning, when I started dating Craig and I still liked him, we did... some stuff, but we never went all the way. He wanted to, but... I was a virgin and I wasn't ready. And then, when I started seeing him for what he really was, I wasn't even comfortable kissing him. So I kept saying no when he tried to talk me into sleeping with him. Then, one night we'd been to a party at one of his friend's house. Craig was a little pissed, because I'd been talking to a guy at the party, and he was convinced I'd been flirting. We came back to my place, and he started kissing me. I was tired, so I told him to go home, but he didn't listen. He just kept pulling at my clothes and saying how much he wanted me. I said no, but... he just wouldn't take no for an answer." David's eyes were dark and his hands were clenched into fists. "He... raped..." Jamie nodded. "I tried to fight back, but I couldn't stop him." "Didn't you tell anyone? Didn't you go to the cops?" "I told my mom." Jamie looked down at the floor. "She didn't believe me." "What?!" "She said that a sweet boy like Craig would never do such a thing. Even when I showed her the bruises she refused to believe me, saying it was probably an accident. After that, how could I go to the police, when even my own mother wouldn't believe me?" David pulled Jamie to him, holding him tight against his chest, stroking his hair soothingly. Just last night, David had decided to be closed off towards Jamie. But when Craig had showed up, his resolve had gone right out the window. Jamie had needed a friend, and then he had been so cute, making dinner and everything, that David gave up even trying to ignore his feelings. He had fallen for Jamie. Now there was no going back. "It was because of Craig and my mother that I came here," Jamie said. "I wanted to be free of my mom for the summer, and I wanted to be somewhere Craig wouldn't find me. I should have known she'd tell him, even though she promised." Jamie rubbed his eyes. "I guess I had myself to blame, for staying with him for so long when I knew that he was bad news." Grabbing Jamie's shoulders, David looked at him hard. "Don't go there. It's his fault, not yours, and don't ever think that it is. Understand?" Jamie nodded, smiling weakly. "I didn't mean to be so pathetic. I'm sorry." "You're not pathetic. If you're going to apologize for something, apologize for what you've done to me." "Huh?" David took Jamie's hand and placed it on his chest; Jamie could feel his heart, beating so hard and so fast. David closed his eyes and sighed. "You've turned everything upside down. I should have gone away the day you arrived. But I didn't, and now it's too late." David looked at Jamie with eyes that were almost pleading. "Falling in love was the one thing I feared. Now you're here and there's just no way for me to resist you, is there? I keep trying, but it's useless. I give up. I'm yours now." "David..." Jamie threw his arms around him, holding on tight, never wanting to let go. It felt like he'd found a missing part of himself. David... "David, I..." Before Jamie could finish his sentence, David rose, picking him up in his arms, and carried him up the stairs to his bedroom. Jamie was debating on whether or not to should protest against being carried like a maiden when he felt David's breath against his ear, as he whispered: "Just remember that I warned you. You really should learn to stay away from bad guys, Jamie." "You're not bad." He gave a light chuckle. "If you say so." They reached David's room. He let Jamie down and pulled him into a hard kiss. For just a split second, Jamie was surprised by the suddenness of the kiss, but then he couldn't think anymore, just feel: David's lips, his tongue, his hands. Pulling off Jamie's t-shirt David moved his fingers over his chest; he teased the nipples, then slowly moved down to Jamie's erection and rubbed it through his jeans. Jamie closed his eyes and sighed with a shiver. David's hands were pure magic. David relieved Jamie of the rest of his clothes, then after laying him down on the bed began to remove his own. Mesmerized, Jamie stared as more and more of the amazing body was revealed. When David finally was naked, Jamie was absolutely stunned; he'd never seen a more glorious sight in his life. David was naturally fit and muscled, but not overly so, and the raven hair made a beautiful contrast against his pale skin. His member was fully hard, and Jamie blushed when he noted its impressive size. The rain on the window created an effect of thin, slithering shadows on his body. Jamie started feeling self-conscious while comparing himself to David's perfection, and could barely look him in the eye as he laid down next to him on the bed. David reached out and touched Jamie's chest with a feather-light caress. "You're so beautiful, Jamie," he said with a husky whisper. "You take my breath away... every day." Jamie looked into his eyes and knew without a doubt that David was telling the truth. He could feel a lump forming in his throat. "I wish... you had been my first," he said, a tear threatening to trickle from the corner of his eye. David kissed it away, and whispered in his ear: "I will be your first." "Huh?" "That prick didn't make love to you, he forced you." David kissed Jamie's earlobe. "I will be your first lover. Jamie grabbed David's head and kissed him, hard. As he desperately pressed his mouth against David's, he silently swore to himself that he would do anything to make David his only lover... ever. David began kissing down Jamie's throat; as he licked the skin between the neck and the collarbone, Jamie gasped and squirmed. David relished Jamie's responses. Moving further down, he reached a small, pink nipple; licking his lips, he extended his tongue and flicked it. "Unh!" David looked down at Jamie; his eyes were half-closed, his cheeks were red and his lovely blonde hair was disarrayed. "So beautiful," David thought. "Please... do that again," Jamie panted. David smiled. "What... this?" He flicked the nipple again. "Ye... yes!" "You like this?" Flick. "Mmm...!" David grinned, enjoying his lover's sensitivity. "Then let's see how you like... this." He wrapped his lips around the hardening nipple, caressing it with his tongue as he pinched the other with his fingers. "Oh...!" Jamie put his arms around David, as if trying to keep him from ever stopping what he was doing. David, teased, licked, sucked and nibbled on the nipples until they were red and tingling. "David..." David moved down Jamie's body, kissing a trail, tasting the skin with his tongue. Jamie whimpered as David came closer and closer to his throbbing cock; as David wrapped his lips around the dripping head he cried out. "Haaah!" David moved down the shaft teasingly slowly. Jamie writhed and whimpered again. David removed his lips from Jamie's cock, slick with saliva, and wrapped his hand around it. Stroking, he moved up and gave Jamie a light kiss on the lips. "Your cries turn me on so bad," he whispered, licking Jamie's earlobe. He sped up his strokes as he kept nibbling and licking the ear. Jamie gripped his shoulders with surprising strength. "David! I... ah! I'm..." Kissing the nape of his neck, David whispered: "Let go. It's okay." "David!" Jamie erupted. With his body shaking, his seed burst forward, staining his stomach and David's hand. Dazed and glowing, Jamie looked up at a tenderly smiling David. Reaching out, he pulled David down and kissed him, their tongues slowly rolling and twisting together. His body jerked a little in surprise as David reached down between his cheeks and caressed his opening with come-covered finger. David looked into Jamie's eyes, silently asking permission. Smiling, Jamie nodded and pulled up his legs towards his chest, giving David better access. David stroked the closed portal with the tip of his finger. Bending down, he took Jamie's cock into his mouth again; it was already beginning to re-harden. He began working his finger inside Jamie. Carefully, he moved and twisted. As Jamie began to loosen up, he added another, stretching and scissoring as he sucked on his member. When the tip of his finger rubbed against Jamie's hidden button, Jamie let out a whimper that made David's cock twitch. After having worked Jamie with three fingers, David grabbed a bottle of lotion from the drawer in his nightstand. "This will have to do." Rubbing some lotion onto his cock and some on Jamie's hole, David positioned himself at Jamie's entrance. Kissing him, David whispered against Jamie's lips: "If it hurts too much... or if you want me to stop... tell me, all right?" "Okay..." David began pressing in. When Jamie winced, he stopped. "Jamie?" "I'm okay... go on, slowly..." Jamie panted. David pushed in further, very slowly, biting his lip; Jamie's body was so hot, and so tight. Biting his lip he kept going until he was all the way in. He held still to let Jamie adjust. Looking down, he smiled softly at the sight of the young man he was now connected to. His cheeks were rosy, his lips were red and swollen from kisses, and his eyes were sparkling and looking up at him with utter adoration. Jamie wrapped his arms around David's shoulders, and David took it as a sign that Jamie was ready. He began to move; slowly at first, then his pace quickened as he kissed and sucked on Jamie's neck. Jamie began to cry out; he wrapped his legs around David's waist and pushed his hips up to meet David's thrusts into his body. David's control was beginning to shatter; he moved faster and faster, pushing his flesh into that hot tightness as Jamie kept crying: "Haah! Da...vid... Aah!", rushing fast towards the edge. With one last hard lunge from David, Jamie screamed out his release, his whole body shaking. The spasms and contractions around his cock made David trip; holding on to Jamie like a drowning man holds on to a lifeguard, he came with a deep moan, spurting his semen inside Jamie's channel. Using the last of his strength, David rolled them both over, taking Jamie in his arms. There they lay, sweaty and trembling. It wouldn't be long until they both fell asleep. "Jamie?" "Hmm?" Jamie traced an invisible pattern on David's skin. "I hope I gave you everything you wanted." Jamie looked up at David and smiled. "Everything... and more." David held him a little tighter. Feeling Jamie's warm breath against his chest, David closed his eyes with a contented sigh and allowed himself to drift off. ****** It was a couple of hours later when David awoke and knew he was in trouble. It had been raining before, but now the sky was clear and the moon shone in through the window. Desperately trying not to wake Jamie, David scrambled out of bed and walked towards the door, but the pain of the pull made him double up and fell onto the floor. David knew he wouldn't be able to fight it this time; the moon wasn't full, but it was always more difficult to resist in the summer, and after what had just happened between him and Jamie he didn't have the strength to fight back. The change was taking over him. If he could just get out of the house... "David?" a groggy voice murmured. "No! Please! Not now!" David thought. He opened his mouth to tell Jamie to go back to sleep, but a deep growl was what came out. His bones began to crack as if they were breaking, fur started covering his skin, and nails and teeth extended and sharpened. David heard a gasp behind him. Turning his head, he could see Jamie, sitting up in bed, eyes wide like saucers and mouth open in shock. David threw himself out the door, stumbled thought the hallway and almost fell down the stairs. Running on all fours, he burst through the front door and ran into the woods, not stopping until he was a good distance away from the house. When he finally did stop, and the change was complete, he threw back his head and howled his heartbreak into the summer night sky. ****** Jamie stayed frozen like a statue, as unable to think as he was unable to move. It wasn't until he began to shiver violently that he snapped out of it and stumbled out of bed on weak legs. After having thrown on some clothes, he slowly walked down the stairs. He held a frail hope that it had all been a bad dream, but when he saw the front door, wide open, he knew it was real. It had really happened. Closing the door, Jamie leaned on it. He slid down to the floor, tears silently pouring down his cheeks. "David," he whispered. "David." ****** Jamie spent the entire day in strange haze. He couldn't think straight; nothing made sense anymore. All he could do was stare at nothing. He didn't even realize how much time had passed as it began to darken around him. Rising from his refuge on the couch he staggered out the front door. Just in front of Alicia's house, across the road, was the woods, stretching out before him. Somewhere in there was David. Jamie looked up at the sky; the full moon was up. The full moon... David. He had to find David. His heart was crying out for David, and he knew he had to find him, tonight, no matter what happened. He started walking. He didn't know where to go, but he didn't care. "I'll find him," he said to himself. "I have to." He lost track of time as he walked and walked. How long had it been? It seemed like forever. He didn't know where he was anymore. He kept looking from some sign of where David might be, but saw nothing. But he still kept walking. Stumbling over a tree-root, Jamie slipped and fell, bumping his head. As he lay on the ground, trying to fight away the dizziness, he heard a voice. A voice that shouldn't be there. "I followed you." Craig. Jamie tried to get up, but fell down again. He heard Craig laugh. "You really make it too easy, babe. I followed you the whole time, and you didn't even notice. What the hell are you doing out here anyway?" Jamie cried out as Craig suddenly, kneeling down beside him, grabbed his arm and twisted it behind his back. Craig then turned him on his side, and leaned down to kiss his cheek. "You're warm, babe. You have a fever. Where's your loverboy? Did he fuck you and leave you? Or was it the other way around? Yeah, I bet it was," Craig hissed. He let go of Jamie's arm and rolled him onto his back. Straddling him, he took Jamie's wrists in one hand and pinned them over his head. Just like that night. "That's what you do, isn't it, you little cocktease?!" Craig shouted. "You seduce guys, then you dump them. Well, I've got news for you: you're not dumping me!" Jamie felt Craig's hardon pressing against him. "No... please... not again," he thought. He started struggling, but he was weak and dizzy. "I almost gave up and drove home yesterday," Craig continued. "But I turned around. You're not... dumping... me! I love you." Jamie looked into Craig's face; the face he had grown to hate. "You don't know what love is," he said. For a second, Craig just stared at him. Then he was slapped, hard. As the dizziness threatened to overpower him, he became aware of Craig fumbling with his clothes. Jamie threw out his knee and heard Craig groan in pain. He tried to stand, but was grabbed from behind and thrown to the ground, and his arm was twisted back again. "NO! LET GO OF ME!" he screamed. "Not a chance, babe!" Craig shouted, yanking at Jamie's pants. Then, suddenly, he stopped. Looking towards some bushes, he called uneasily: "Someone there?" Jamie could hear it too: a rustling, as of something moving over there... and whatever it was, it was big. Then came a deep, ominous growl. And then Craig let go of Jamie and fell back with a frightened whimper as the source of the sounds came into view, stepping out into the moonlight. It had the shape of a wolf, but it was twice as big. And the eyes... They were human eyes. Silver blue human eyes. "David," Jamie thought. The wolf had fixed its stare on Craig, growling. It took a few steps towards him as it bared its fangs. With a loud, furious bark the wolf took another step in Craig's direction. "NOOOOO!" Screaming, Craig threw a stick at the wolf then ran away as fast as he could. The wolf didn't follow. It turned to Jamie, its face no longer fierce. It took a few cautious step towards him. "David," Jamie whispered, smiling. He wasn't afraid. This was David, and David would never hurt him. He held out his hand. "David." The wolf came closer, then lay down before him, resting its head on its front paws, looking at Jamie with sad eyes. Jamie reached out and touched the wolf, gently stroking its thick. It was dark, thick and soft. Jamie let his hand drift up over the wolf's head, and scratched behind its ear. The wolf closed its eyes and let out a contented puff of air through its nose. Jamie put his arms around the wolf and hugged it, his tears falling into its fur and gliding over it like small diamonds. "Let's go home," Jamie said and stood up, but his head swam, his vision darkened and he passed out. ****** "David..." Jamie tossed and turned; his body was so cold, and yet his head seemed to be on fire. "David! Don't leave me!" he called out. "Shh... I'm here. I won't leave you," a soft voice whispered. David's voice. Large hands raised him and gave him pills and water, which Jamie swallowed greedily, then drifted back to sleep as David whispered soothingly to him. ****** With a deep groan, Jamie opened his eyes. The first thing he saw was David, sitting next to him in the bed, looking at him with a sad smile. "Welcome back," he said, putting his hand on Jamie's forehead. "Good. Your fever's gone down." Jamie reached for David. David took Jamie in his arms, and Jamie burrowed into his body with a sigh. "Please forgive me," David said, stroking Jamie's hair. "I didn't mean for this to happen. I didn't mean for you to get hurt. I'm so sorry. I should have gone away the day I met you. If you had known what a freak I was..." "You're not a freak!" Jamie said decisively, taking David's face in his hands. "I am," David said. "I'm a monster." "No, you're not!" Jamie shouted. "Man or wolf you're wonderful! Man or wolf, you're David! And I love David!" Jamie kissed him, hard. "I love you," he whispered against David's lips. David's eyes filled with tears which spilled over his cheeks. He hugged Jamie and kissed his forehead. "I love you too, Jamie. So much." ****** A few days later, when Jamie was back on his feet, and they were drinking coffee together he asked David to tell him the whole story. "I was seventeen," David began, "when in the summer our whole family went to visit my grandfather, who lived in Norway, way up in the north in a wooded area. It was fun, and I really liked it there. Then this one night, I went for a walk in the woods alone." David sighed and took a sip of his coffee. "I don't remember what happened. When they found me I was unconscious and I was injured." "The scars on your back." Jamie said. David nodded "Yes. They decided it was an animal attack. They searched the woods for a while but couldn't find anything. I was patched up at the hospital; they checked me out, said I was fine and then we went home. But then, next month when it was almost full moon..." David's voice trailed off. He drummed at the table with his fingers and stared down into his coffee cup. Sighing, he continued: "I can't really describe what we all went through. We kept it quiet. My parents were scared to death of me, even when I was myself. They built a cage in the basement and locked me up in there when it was time." "What?" Jamie gasped. "I don't blame them," David said. "I willingly let myself get locked up. I was afraid too, afraid that I might hurt them." He smiled. "Alicia wasn't afraid of me, though. She insisted I wasn't dangerous and would stay with me in the basement when I was changed, no matter how much our parents yelled at her. She even tried to convince them to let me run free in the woods when I was wolf, but they refused. In the end, they couldn't stand to be around me anymore and moved away. We never see them anymore. Alicia bought the house from them, and she's been looking out for me ever since. I have a place of my own now, but I come here for the summer. You see, at first I would always change the two days before and the day of the full moon. But I have since learned to control it. I feel "the pull", as I call it, when the full moon comes, but I don't change. I only change on the full moon during the summer. I don't know why. Maybe because I was... infected... during the summer. I don't know." Summer Moon "Does it... does it hurt?" "Yes. It hurts." Jamie took David's hand. David smiled and gave Jamie's hand a gently squeeze. "I've been alone since I was infected. I've had a few one-nighters..." David looked guiltily at Jamie, who smiled, "...but falling in love was my greatest fear. Whenever I met someone I really liked, I pulled away." David kissed Jamie's hand. "When I met you, I liked you right away. It was a real problem for me to have you living under the same roof, but I thought if I just acted cold towards you I would be safe. How very wrong I was," David laughed. "You had me twisted around your little finger in no time." Jamie smiled; walking around the table he sat in David's lap. Wrapping his arms around David's neck, he kissed him, sliding his tongue into David's mouth. When the kiss ended, Jamie leaned his forehead against David's. He giggled a little. "What?" David said, raising an eyebrow. "I was just thinking of your face when I suggested we watch 'Dances with Wolves'." David chuckled. "Yeah. I guess it's pretty funny when you think about it." Jamie kissed him again. "I've heard that wolves mate for life. Is that true?" Gently, David stroked Jamie's cheek. "In some cases." "Is it true in this case?" "Of course it is." David smiled. "This wolf mates for life." ****** "Are you ready?" David panted. "Mmmhmm..." Jamie whimpered. "Slowly lower yourself." David was stretched out on the bed. Jamie was straddling him, the tip of David's cock at his entrance. Biting his lip, Jamie lowered himself, letting David's hard rod pierce his body. "Unhh!" Jamie moaned as wriggled his hips. David put his hands on Jamie's ass, squeezing the cheeks. "Ride me, Jamie," he whispered. Jamie began raising and lowering himself. As fast and hard as he could he rode David's shaft. With one hand, David helped push his lover up and steadied him as he went down; the other hand wrapped around Jamie's cock and stroked it. He jerked his hips upward, slamming them into Jamie every time he lowered himself. David could feel himself hurtling towards the edge; Jamie was crying out with every thrust from his hips: "Aah! David! Aaaah!" David pulled his lover down hard on his cock. With a scream, Jamie came all over David's hand. Pulling Jamie down for a kiss, David released his seed inside him, moaning into his mouth as their tongues played furiously. Going limp, Jamie collapsed in David's arms. Planting little kisses all over David's chest, Jamie panted: "Let's... do it... again." "Okay..." David said, panting equally heavy. "Just... gimme me a minute..." At that exact moment, the front door banged, and Alicia's voice drifted up to them from downstairs: "Yoohoo! Back from the cruise! Anything happen while I was away?" THE END Summer Moon Ch. 02 Comment by the author: I received quite a few requests for this sequel, and meant to have it written ages ago, but mid-writing I went into a bit of a slump. But now I have finally finished it! Sorry for the wait, and hope it's to your liking! "Beware the woods at night... beware the lunar light." ~ from the song "Wolf Moon" by Type O Negative ****** The leaves on the trees were completely still in the absence of wind, their usual warm green color given a bluish shade in the July night. The moon, almost full, lit up the large clearing in the woods where the boy and girl lay on a blanket, hands moving over each other's bodies as their tongues danced. As the boy slipped his hand under the girl's tank top and moved it over her breast, she broke the kiss and yawned. "Not exactly the reaction I was hoping for," Don, the boy said, grinning down at his girlfriend Emma. "Sorry," she giggled. "I'm just really tired. Can't we go home?" She glanced at the sky. "It'll be light soon." "Nooo, not yet!" Don pleaded. "We came all this way just to have a little privacy..." Emma opened her lips to reply, but silenced when she suddenly became aware of the sounds of something approaching. Don and Emma both gasped as a gigantic wolf, twice the size of a normal wolf, trotted into the edge of the clearing, stopping to sniff an old bicycle wheel. Emma stared at the beast, afraid to move a muscle. She caught a movement in the corner of her eye and glanced at Don, groaning inwardly when she saw that he had activated his cell phone camera and was holding it up in the wolf's direction. "Are you nuts?!" she hissed. "Do want to get us killed? Put that down!" Don didn't listen, instead, he pressed the button and the flash went off. The wolf raised its head and looked right at them. Emma trembled in fear, expecting the beast to come charging at them, but instead it turned away and ran down a path in the opposite direction. Rising, Don helped Emma up. "Let's go baby. Help me gather our stuff... Ow!" Don rubbed his cheek where Emma had slapped him. "What the hell?!" "You... freaking... idiot!" Emma growled, looking every bit as intimidating as the wolf. ****** The wolf looked at the strangers. Something told the wolf that it was bad to be seen by them, but beyond that, they didn't interest it. Its acute sense of hearing detected a voice a short distance away, softly humming a tune. The wolf ran eagerly down the path, in direction of the voice. It was his voice. The sky was quickly lightening. The wolf slowed down. There, by the base of a large tree, was the source of the voice: a beautiful young man, stretched on a blanket. When he became aware of the wolf he sat up. Smiling, he ran one hand through shining, light blonde hair, then patted the ground beside him. "Come here. I've been waiting for you." Eagerly, the wolf took its place beside the young man, nuzzled his cheek and breathed in the familiar scent as his hands caressed its fur. "God, you're magnificent," Jamie whispered as he pulled away to look at the wolf. The eyes were the same - those incredible silver blue eyes. The wolf raised its head, looking at the sky. Jamie glanced up as well. "It's time?" Jamie moved away for his own safety. The wolf began to twitch violently, whimpering in pain. Jamie wanted to do something, but he forced himself to stay put. The wolf's body began to change shape, the fur began to disappear. It twitched even worse, and Jamie heard some cracking sounds and then... the wolf was gone, and in its place lay a man, naked and panting heavily. "David!" Jamie ran to him. He helped David sit and pulled out an extra blanket from his backpack, which he wrapped around his shaking lover. "Are you okay?" "I'm fine," David said weakly, taking a deep breath. "The pain subsides very quickly." Jamie looked sadly at David. He had seen David change from man to wolf once before, but that time it had been in a dark room, and he had just woken up from a deep sleep. Seeing David change like this was quite different. David sighed and put his arm around Jamie. "I told you it would be like this. That's why I asked you to stay away tonight." "I know," Jamie said, pressing closer to David's warm body. "I'm sorry. I just felt so helpless, seeing you in so much pain and not being able to do anything about it." "There's nothing anyone can do about it," David said. "I've accepted that. I don't like it, but I've learned to live with it." He smiled, caressing Jamie's hair, sighing contentedly as Jamie began kissing his neck. "I'm glad you came here tonight anyway, though." "Me too," Jamie whispered. He toyed a little with David's long, black hair. "You must be so tired. We should go home. You're going to need your rest if you have another night like this ahead of you." David laid down on the blanket and covered his face with his arm. "Let's rest here for a few hours, okay? I'm too sleepy to go anywhere." Jamie took off his t-shirt and shorts and laid down next to David; placing his head on David's chest, he made sure they were properly covered by the blanket. He sighed, and had barely closed his eyes before he fell asleep. ****** They had only slept a few hours before Jamie was awakened by the sunlight. Shielding his eyes he looked at David, asleep on his side, one arm possessively draped over Jamie's waist. With a smile, Jamie freed himself and sat up to lovingly stare down at David. He still found it hard to believe the lucky turn his life had taken. Not long ago he had been stuck in a nightmare of a relationship, and now he was head over heels in love, and Craig was out of his life forever. Carefully, Jamie took David's hand and held it up, looking at it appreciatively. Jamie took the index finger and held it to his mouth, running the tip over his lips before slipping it inside. He closed his eyes briefly as he sucked on the digit; when he opened them again, David had woken up and was staring at him with burning eyes. Jamie released his finger and put his hand on David's cock, almost purring with appreciation when he felt it begin to grow against his palm. David groaned when Jamie bent down over his lap and took him inside his mouth, doing to his cock what he had done to his finger. He closed his eyes, enjoying the sensations that rippled through his body. His eyes flew open when Jamie suddenly stopped. He propped himself up on his elbows. Jamie was rummaging through his backpack, almost desperately. He pulled out a tube of lube and hurriedly applied some of its contents on David's shaft, then he reached between his own legs to put some of it on his opening, already tingling with anticipation. He straddled David; placing the head of his cock at his entrance, Jamie slowly pushed down with his hips, throwing back his head and whimpering with pleasure as David's hardness slid inside his body. David stared at Jamie, unable to take his eyes off him. Before, when he had woken up to Jamie sucking on his finger like that, the sun lighting up his hair, he had for a second mistaken him for an angel. It was definitely a mistake that was easy to make. "Maybe that's what he really is..." David thought. "An earthbound angel." When David was fully inside, Jamie was still for a moment, eyes closed and taking deep breaths. Then he leaned forward, placed his hands on either side of David face and whispered with pleading eyes: "Don't hold back." David pulled Jamie down for a kiss, and at that signal, they both began to move. The first two or three thrusts were slow and careful, and then David obeyed his lover's request, driving his member into Jamie's passage with hard, fast pushes. Jamie desperately tried to meet his thrusts, moaning and crying out: "Nnnh! Oaah...! Ah!" David had never had a lover as noisy as Jamie, and he could not get enough of those noises. He thought they were so incredibly hot. He moved even faster, wanting the moment to last forever but at the same time desperate for release. He reached between their bodies, wanting to stroke Jamie's cock, but before he could even touch it Jamie's body began to shake and his semen covered David's hand. The sight of Jamie, moaning loudly and riding the waves of his orgasm pushed David over the edge. He came with a shout, arching his back as his seed burst forward. He kept thrusting until the waves subsided, and they both collapsed, sweaty and panting. ****** Alicia looked up from her breakfast and smiled as Jamie and David entered the kitchen. Their steps were heavy and they both looked exhausted, but happy. Them being together was a source of great relief for her. They had both suffered much in life. The curse that her brother lived with had, understandably, turned him into a brooding, quiet shell of the lively free spirit he'd once been. And Jamie... Alicia thought she'd known how much Jamie had gone through, his father dying, his uncaring mother and his controlling, jealous boyfriend... But, as it turned out, that wasn't all. She had been horrified and furious when Jamie, holding on to David's hand for dear life, had told her about how he had been raped by Craig shortly before coming to stay with her and David, and how his mother wouldn't believe him when he told her about it. But both David and Jamie seemed to be doing so much better now. As if they were healing each other. Jamie, ever the caffeine-junkie, poured himself a cup of coffee and sank down onto a chair while David, mumbling about a shower, disappeared upstairs. "Did everything go okay?" Alicia asked, smiling. She had always considered Jamie to be family, now more so than ever. "Yeah... seeing him change was hard, though." Jamie took a sip from his coffee. "I know. I've never gotten used to that. It looks just as bad every time. But..." she said as she noticed that Jamie began looking miserable, "...he always says that the pain subsides very fast, and I'm sure you being there tonight was a great help." "He told me to stay away, at first. He said he didn't want me to see. But I went out there anyway," Jamie grinned. "Was he pissed?" "No... he was glad, actually." Jamie looked down into his coffee cup, smiling at his own reflection and suppressing a shudder of delight as he thought about what they had done earlier. "So, have you two decided on what you're going to do?" Jamie looked up at Alicia's question. "What we're going to do?" "When you go off to college," Alicia clarified. "Is David coming with you?" "I... I don't know," Jamie said, the smile vanishing from his face. "We haven't discussed it." "You haven't discussed it?" Alicia asked, incredulous. "No... I mean, he hasn't brought it up and I, well..." "Jamie, I realize that you've only been together a few weeks, but what with the way you're both acting I got the impression that it's, you know..." she smiled sweetly. "...serious. Hot and heavy." Jamie chewed his bottom lip nervously. The truth was he'd been too blissfully happy to think about it much, but it did worry him a little. He had been accepted by the college of his choice, but he would gladly go anywhere he had to in order to be with David. However... David had lived alone for so many years now. Perhaps suddenly having another person to worry about would be too much for David. "You do want to live with David, don't you?" Jamie jumped a little, having almost forgotten Alicia was in the room. He cleared his throat. "I do, very much, it's just that..." His voice trailed off and he sighed unhappily. "You're afraid of being a burden on him," Alicia said matter-of-factly. Jamie's eyes widened. Sometimes Alicia was so perceptive it was scary. She took his hand and squeezed it gently. "You don't have to worry, sweetie. I know my brother, and he doesn't consider you a burden. You make him so happy. He was alone for a long time, but now he's let you in and I don't think he would do that only to let you go once the summer's over. He loves you." Smiling, Jamie hugged Alicia. She was something else. Always there when he needed her, and she always knew what to say to make him feel better. He and David would have to talk about this soon, though. "Tell you what," Alicia said, getting up and beginning to clear the table. "I'm going grocery shopping. Why don't you come with me and get out of the house a little? Unless you're tired?" The coffee had perked Jamie up and going to town sounded like a good idea. Telling Alicia that he was just going to grab a quick shower he went upstairs. Carefully opening the door to the room he now shared with David, he saw that David had collapsed onto the bed and was fast asleep, skin still damp from his shower. Jamie carefully adjusted the blanket over him, scribbled a note saying where he and Alicia had gone and then hurried to the bathroom to wash up before joining Alicia. ****** It felt really good being in town and getting a change of scenery. It was a really nice day. The sun was hot, but there was a comfortable breeze in the air. Jamie and Alicia walked around for a bit, chatting about nothing in particular, before stopping by a café for a cold drink. They sat by the window, Jamie with a big glass of Sprite and Alicia with a cola float that she had decided to treat herself with. She slurped it with relish while telling Jamie anecdotes on summer adventures she'd had as a teenager, most of which included his father. They had been childhood friends. Normally, the mere mention of his father would cause Jamie to feel a stab of pain somewhere deep in his gut, but not today. Today, Alicia's stories made him laugh. She was in the middle of a tale of a disastrous camping trip when she was distracted by a noisy group of teenage boys a few tables away, all staring intently at the screen of a laptop. "No bullshit, it was huge!" one of the boys said, while the others snickered. He pointed at the screen. "Look at the old bicycle wheel there, and you'll get a good idea of how big it was." "They do that with Photoshop. Don, you're so full of it, man!" "Ask Emma, she was with me. I'm telling you, that's a werewolf!" As the boys laughed loudly at Don, Jamie and Alicia stared at each other with wide, panicky eyes. They turned their attention back to the boys, hanging on every word. "Fuck all of you," Don sulked. "I swear, I haven't altered the picture! This is what I saw!" One of the boys leaned closer to the screen. "The picture's so dark and blurred you can barely see what it is anyway," he said, and the others nodded. Don sighed. "Great. I got a picture of a werewolf, and it's useless." His friends laughed again, except one of them. "I wouldn't say it's useless," he said with a smile. "Tell me what you think about this," he says and the boys huddled together and whispered. They obviously liked his idea, as they began laughing excitedly. Alicia turned to Jamie. Taking a deep breath, she told him to stay calm. "I know some of their mothers. I'll go find out." Jamie looked anxiously as Alicia got up and walked over to the boys. Smiling charmingly, she asked them to say hi to their mothers for her, then she gestured to the laptop, asking them about the picture. He couldn't hear their reply, but Alicia chuckled and patted Don on the shoulder before leaving the boys with a: "Have fun!". She sat back down in front of Jamie. "Well?" he asked impatiently. She nodded. "It's David," she whispered. "Oh my god," Jamie groaned. "And," she leaned closer over the table. "...they're having a party in the woods tonight. With a 'Red Riding Hood and the Wolf' theme. They're inviting all their friends." "But it's a full moon tonight!" "Calm down. It's not that bad." "How can it not be?!" Jamie asked, his voice panicky. "First of all," Alicia said calmly, "no one believes the picture is authentic. Second of all, David can stay in the basement for his transformation tonight. It won't be very comfortable, but it's safe. He used to do it every month the first year after he was bitten, when our parents still owned the house." "In the cage." Jamie sighed. It broke his heart every time he thought about what David must have gone through. "He told you about that, huh?" A hint of sadness flickered in Alicia's eyes. "Our parents... they didn't treat him right. He never blamed them, not for a second, but I have never forgiven them." "Is the cage still down there?" "No, don't worry, I've gotten rid of it. I didn't want that thing in my house. Anyway..." she took her bag and hung it over her shoulder, "let's get going to the store. If David's going to be staying in the basement tonight we should make him a good dinner." The left the café in silence, their earlier good mood dampened. ****** Jamie walked across the parking lot towards Alicia's car, grocery bags in his arms. They had just been about to leave the store when Alicia had been spotted by an acquaintance who began spouting gossip, not caring that Alicia tried to politely tried to excuse herself. After a few unsuccessful attempts at brushing the woman off, Alicia had sighed and sent Jamie ahead to the car. He loaded the goods into the trunk. As he reached up to close the lid, a hand appeared from behind him and firmly slammed it shut. Jamie spun around in surprise; seeing the person standing in front of him, he had an urge to scream in frustration, but he didn't. Instead, he tried to look calm and contemptuous. "What do you want?" "I thought we'd already established that," Craig sneered. "I want you." "What I want," Jamie said angrily, "is for you to stop following me and get out of my life." Craig grabbed Jamie's wrist and leaned in so his face was an inch away from Jamie's. "I told you I wouldn't give up. You're mine," he hissed. "And this is your last chance to come back home with me willingly. If you won't, I'm taking you with me whether you want to or not." Before Jamie could reply, someone tapped Craig on the shoulder. He turned and found himself staring at the sharp edges of a broken bottle, pointed straight at his face. "I'm warning you," Alicia said, her voice deadly, "if you don't let go of him right now you will be needing a plastic surgeon!" Jamie stared at Alicia. He had never seen her so angry. It was almost a shock. "Are you crazy, bitch?" Craig asked, releasing Jamie's wrist. "We're in a public place. You can't do anything to me." Alicia sneered. "You're on my turf, junior. I know almost everyone here, and when I tell them you attacked Jamie they're going to take my word for it. Now back off!" Craig hesitated for a second, then slowly backed away. He glared at Alicia, then pointed his finger at Jamie. "This isn't over," he said, then stormed off. Alicia put down the bottle and turned to Jamie who stood staring down at his shoes. She gently put her hand on his shoulder. "Are you OK, sweetie?" "Not really," he sighed. "OK, let's go home then." ****** When they got back David was sitting in the living room reading. He raised his eyebrows when they came in and sat down, surprised by their grave expressions. Alicia chewed on her bottom lip, not sure what to tell him first. After a few minutes silent deliberation she told him about Don's picture and the party that was going to take place in the woods. David was surprised but unconcerned, as Alicia had expected. "I don't remember being seen in the woods last night, he said, "but I can never remember everything afterwards. But anyway, you said they didn't believe him and that the picture was of poor quality, right? So if I just stay in the basement tonight we should be safe." "Right, that's what I said," Alicia said. She took a deep breath. "And... there was something else that happened..." Summer Moon Ch. 02 As Alicia described Craig's unexpected appearance, she glanced at David's hands and saw that he had clenched his fists so hard that the knuckles were white. When she stopped talking he banged his fist in the table, making both her and Jamie jump in their seats. "I knew it!" he growled as he got up and began to pace the room. "I knew that sick bastard would come back!" He turned to Jamie. "I think you should try getting a restraining order against him." Jamie shook his head. "I can't prove he ever did anything to me. His family is loaded, they can afford the best lawyers there is, and my own mother takes his word over mine. How could I ever get a restraining order granted?" "Well, we have to do something about this!" David was practically screaming now. "That motherfucker already raped you once, and he's attacked and harassed you! What if he gets to you sometime when I can't protect you?! Do you have any idea..." "David." David silenced at the soft sound of Alicia's voice. And then he a tear slide down Jamie's face. "Oh, baby, I'm so sorry..." He took one step towards Jamie, but then suddenly doubled over as pain spread through out his body. "It can't be," he thought. "Not in broad daylight..." Jamie and Alicia stared in disbelief at David, groaning painfully on all fours. They both recognised what was happening. David was changing. Alicia rushed forward and carefully placed her hand on David's shoulder. "Breathe, David. Fight it. You can do it. You can fight it," she reassured him. Jamie stepped forward. "David..." Jamie winced when the sound of his voice just seemed to cause David more pain. Alicia kept chanting at him to breathe, to fight it, and it worked. Together with Jamie, she helped David up and he sat down on the couch. He leaned back, trying to slow down his breathing. His eyes met Jamie's, who were still wide and startled. "I'm okay, baby," he panted, trying to reassure Jamie. "Would you mind waiting for me upstairs? I'll be up in a minute." Jamie stood still for a minute, staring at David, and then he slowly retreated. As soon as he was out of sight, David slumped back into the couch and sighed heavily, rubbing his eyes with his fingers. ****** Jamie looked up as David entered the room, then immediately looked down again, but not fast enough to hide his red eyes from David. Sighing, David sat next to him on the bed and folded his hands between his knees. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to scare you." "It's not that..." Jamie sniffed, then, taking a deep breath: "Is it because of me?" David looked up in surprise. "What are you talking about?" Jamie turned a little towards him. "You told me once that you only used to transform during the summer full moons. Well, the moon wasn't completely full last night, and yet you knew even in the morning that it would transform you. And now... you almost transformed in the middle of the day. So I can't help but wonder... is it my fault?" Jamie looked up, and his eyes met David's. "Is it?" he asked. "Have I messed up your life? Are you suffering because of me?" He had barely finished the sentence before he was embraced by strong arms. When David spoke next, Jamie could feel his warm breath in his hair. "Are you kidding?" David whispered. "Messed up my life? Baby, you are my life." "But then why..." "I don't know why. There's no manual for this kind of thing, you know. But I have a theory." He eased Jamie back so he could look into his eyes. "I'm happy, Jamie. And for the longest time, I wasn't. I was alone and miserable. But now I have you, and you make me so happy that sometimes I have to remind myself to breathe. So yeah, maybe my balance is a little off because of that, but as for suffering because of you it's just the opposite. Believe me." Jamie took a deep breath. He could feel his doubts melting away. Seeing David painfully fighting to stay human before had scared him badly, but David had made him feel much better. David put the tip of his finger under Jamie's chin and tilted his head up. "Try not to worry about it. I learned how to control it once, I can learn again." Looking up at David's smiling face, Jamie felt an incredible surge of love and lust rush through his body and soul. David had such fantastic strength, such amazing tenderness towards himself, it completely took his breath away. He felt his face flush and his cock began to swell. He threw his arms around David's neck, crushing their lips together in a bruising kiss. David's arms came around Jamie's waist, pressing their bodies tightly together. He lifted Jamie up as if he weighed no more than a kitten and, after hurriedly having placed him on the bed, pounced on top of him. Jamie closed his eyes with a delighted groan as David placed his lips on his neck and sucked hard, but they shot open again and he gasped in surprise as David suddenly grabbed his t-shirt at the hem and ripped it cleanly apart. His shorts and underwear and David's own clothes received the same treatment, effortlessly torn to shreds by David with a growl that was so filled with lust that Jamie almost felt as if he would come. He could see some of the wolf in David lurking just beneath the surface. David fastened his lips around one of Jamie's nipples, making Jamie cry out. He suckled the nub, teased it with lips, tongue and teeth, stopping only briefly to wet his fingers with saliva. When Jamie felt David's fingers invading his passage he moaned loudly, not even conscious of the fact that Alicia was downstairs, or perhaps he simply didn't care. He whimpered in anticipation as David removed his fingers and spit into the palm of his hand to coat his cock. Jamie watched, wide eyed and licking his lips as David rubbed the spit onto his member, rigid and red. Pushing Jamie's legs apart David covered his body with his own and placed himself at Jamie's opening. He kissed his lover, letting their tongues play together while he slowly pushed the head of his cock inside. Then, without warning he snapped his hips and drove his entire length into Jamie with one hard thrust. Jamie made a noise that was part gasp, part scream: "Hhhhuuuuuaaaaaah!!!" David didn't pause; he kept thrusting, hard and fast. Jamie had both arms and legs wrapped around David's body, digging his fingers into his back and desperately pushing his hips up as he tried to meet David's thrusts. Moans, cries, and sobs filled the air and sweat broke out on their skin. David kissed and nibbled on Jamie's ear, his collarbone, his chin, any part he could reach. When Jamie felt a sharp bite on his neck he exploded, screaming as his cock spurted to cover his and David's chest with his release. A split second later David came inside Jamie with a roar, clinging to Jamie as if life depended on it. Afterwards they lay panting together, David on his back with and arm possessively draped over Jamie who was resting his head on David's chest. "Oh my God," Jamie whispered. David nodded. "I know." Jamie picked up a scrap of fabric on the bed which had once been part of David's t-shirt. "You've never done that before," he giggled. David actually blushed. "I don't know what came over me." Jamie stroked his arm. "It's okay. I..." He blushed as well. "I liked it. And... I liked it when you bit me... It was really hot." David's smile faded away. He turned suddenly, and his hand traced the mark on Jamie's neck. His hand was shaking. "What is it?" The look on David's face scared Jamie. "I'm so stupid," David whispered. He sounded close to tears. "Do you have any idea what I almost did?" "What are you...?" Jamie's voice trailed off. He covered the bite mark with his hand. Bite mark... "Hey, David, it's fine. You didn't break the skin, so it's okay, right?" "No, it's not! I almost..." Sitting up, David pulled his legs up and rested his forehead on his knees. "I don't ever want you to be like me." Jamie put his arms around David "What if I lose control next time?" David sniffed. "You won't." Jamie kissed his forehead. "You told me just now that you could take back control of the wolf inside you. You were telling the truth, weren't you?" "Yeah..." "There you go. No harm no foul. You won't make the same mistake again." David sighed, but he smiled a little. Lying back down, he took Jamie in his arms. ****** Jamie was wandering through the moonlit woods, looking for David. He thought he could hear him close by, but he was constantly out of reach. He felt a strong sense of unease; it was summer, but he was cold and the trees were barren, their limbs looking like skeletal arms reaching out for him. He heard a voice echoing around him, and he realized it was Craig's voice. "Don't tell me 'no'! That's all you ever say, but you've been screwing around behind my back, haven't you? Don't fucking shake your head at me! I saw how you were looking at that guy tonight! You were just aching to spread your legs for him!" Jamie shook his head. He'd heard these exact words before, the night when Craig had raped him. He closed his eyes and covered his ears with his hands, but somehow he couldn't block out the voice that was booming through the woods. "You're not pushing me away tonight! I'll show you who you belong to!" Jamie opened his eyes and gasped; he could see himself on the ground, face turned away and contorted with pain as a grunting Craig held him down and thrust into his body. Somewhere, a wolf was howling. ****** "Baby, wake up! It's okay, I'm here." Jamie woke as David gently shook him. Sighing, he pressed his face against David's chest, feeling comforted as he inhaled David's scent. "Bad dream," he whispered. "How long have I been asleep?" "About an hour," David replied, stroking Jamie's hair. "Was the dream about him?" Jamie didn't answer. David sighed. "You know, were going to have to talk about..." "Not now, please," Jamie pleaded. "We can talk about it later, but not now. I don't want to think about him right now." "Okay," David nodded. "Later, then." Once they had washed up, they went downstairs and joined Alicia in the kitchen. She had her back to them, peeling carrots. Awkwardly scratching his head, David mumbled: "Hey, Ali, sorry if we... disturbed you earlier." "I don't really know what you're talking about. I've been out in the backyard," she said, then snorted with held-back laughter, but when she turned around and took one look at Jamie's face her expression turned serious. "Are you guys okay?" "Fine," Jamie smiled. "Just a lot to deal with right now, that's all." During dinner, Jamie slowly started to feel better. The chill that his nightmare had left behind inside him was fading away, and he was almost back to his old self. When dinner was done, the basement needed to be prepared. There were things stored down there that needed to be cleared out so David would have enough space. Jamie had decided on spending the night down there too, and to have something to pass the time with and perhaps keep David calm he grabbed some books with short stories to read aloud: Edgar Allan Poe, Poppy Z. Brite, Arthur Conan Doyle, Stephen King, all of David's favorite authors. Then he prepared a thermos of coffee, which he would definitely need. It was going to be a long night. When everything was in order there was nothing left to do but settle down in front of the TV and hope that the time would pass quickly. It didn't, of course. Instead it seemed to slow down almost to a standstill. However, two movies and several sitcom re-runs later the sun was setting and it was time for David and Jamie to go downstairs. "Hang on a sec," Jamie said, walking towards the kitchen. "Just going to get the books." "Okay." David grabbed some extra pillows for Jamie, then followed him. "Baby, hurry up, we gotta go..." He stopped dead at the entrance to the kitchen, the pillows falling from his hand. Jamie was standing by the kitchen table facing him. Behind Jamie, holding him by the waist, was Craig. He must have slipped in through the window, which was open. He held a gun in his hand, pointed at the side of Jamie's head. Craig looked at David, his eyes full of loathing. "I don't get it," he hissed into Jamie's ear. "What does he have that I don't?" "Please," Jamie begged. "Don't hurt him. Do whatever you want with me, just don't hurt him." Alicia appeared at David's side, staring horrified at Craig. "Jesus," she said weakly. Craig ignored her. He gave David a dark smile. The hand holding Jamie around the waist drifted up underneath Jamie's t-shirt, and Craig licked Jamie's ear. "You should have been there when I made him mine. He was squirming like a worm on a hook." David clenched his fists. "You fucker!" It all happened so fast. Craig's arm moved to point the gun at David. A shot was fired and David fell to the floor. Jamie screamed; the sound was almost inhuman. He was struggling against Craig, trying to get to David, until Craig pointed the gun at Alicia who was kneeling by David and shouted: "Calm down, or she's next!" Jamie stilled, sobbing. Craig motioned to Alicia. "You, get up." Slowly, she rose to her feet. "Outside. Walk slowly in front of me." She obeyed, and Craig followed, pushing Jamie in front of him. When they had walked out the front door, Craig let his attention waver for just a second as he reached behind to close it. That's when Jamie acted. He elbowed Craig in the chest, knocking the wind out of him, then bit down hard on his wrist, making him drop the gun. Turning, he kicked Craig in the crotch, and he fell to the ground. "Run!" Jamie yelled to Alicia. They ran across the street, into the woods, as fast as they could. They could hear Craig behind them, screaming Jamie's name. Trying to ignore the pain in his side, Jamie ran, pushing branches out of the way, praying David was alive. He had meant to take the gun from Craig but when he had kicked him in the balls the bastard had conveniently fallen on top of it, so there had been no other choice than to make a run for it and try to lose Craig in the woods. "Ah!" Jamie stopped and turned when Alicia suddenly cried out. She sat on the ground clutching her ankle. "Shit!" She banged her fist on the ground in anger. "I took a wrong step and twisted it." She looked up at Jamie. "Go on ahead. Run." "No." Jamie looked around, and saw some bushes. "Come on, we'll hide in there." The crouched in the bushes, trying to make themselves invisible. They could hear Craig catching up. Jamie could see him now through the leaves in the bushes. He was just a few feet away, leaning against a tree, panting. He swore loudly, and sat down on the ground. Jamie tried to lie as still as possible. He barely dared to breathe. When Craig suddenly raised his head, listening for something, Jamie bit his lip, forcing himself to keep still. It soon became clear that it wasn't him or Alicia that Craig was listening for, though. He could hear something coming towards them, from the direction they had come. As the sound came closer, he could also hear an angry, animalistic growl. He recognized the sound. It was David, in his wolf form. When his eyes fell on Craig he bared his fangs in a savage snarl, approaching. Craig screamed in fear and fired the gun at David. "No! Jamie tried to get up but Alicia held him back. "Wait! Look!" It didn't seem as if Craig had even heard Jamie's shout. He was staring at the wolf with eyes bulging with fear. The wolf was still standing, the same snarl on it's face. The place on its front where the bullet had struck was sizzling as if being burnt, and suddenly, the bullet popped out of the wound and fell to the ground, and the wound closed and vanished. The wolf barked loudly, releasing a spray of saliva into the air. Screaming, Craig ran away, into the woods. "David!" Jamie and Alicia got up and ran to David. Jamie threw his arms around the wolf, sobbing with relief. "He's okay... thank god," Alicia sighed. "I thought..." Jamie whispered, stroking the wolf's thick fur as its nose sniffed his neck lovingly. Alicia sat down next to them. "He had a gun this time, Jamie. He could have killed us all. We'll have to report him to the police." Jamie looked up. "The police... but what about David?" "We'll take him home, then you and I will drive down to the station. We'll figure out how to handle it and what to say on the way." Jamie nodded. But he wondered what would happen when the police heard what Craig had to say. If the police heard about what Don had seen the night before and connected his story to Craig's... Getting up, they beckoned to David to follow them, then walked home as fast as Alicia's twisted ankle would allow. ****** ONE WEEK LATER Jamie lay stretched out in David's arms on the couch in Alicia's living room. He was still amazed at the way everything had turned out that night when Craig had attacked them. When they had gotten home, Alicia took David down in the basement, then she and Jamie drove down to the police station. In the car they agreed to tell a story about how the two of them had been on a late walk together when Craig had appeared and threatened them with a gun, and then chased them into the woods where they had been able to escape him. When Jamie asked what to do if Craig told them about the wolf, Alicia had chewed her nails and muttered: "Let's just hope they won't believe him." When they got there they found they were not entirely unexpected. In fact, the cops had been about to send a car to Alicia's house to get them. When they heard why, Jamie had almost laughed with relief. Apparently, Craig had happened upon the partying kids with their "Red Riding Hood and the Wolf"-party, rushing right into their midst, waving his gun around and babbling incoherently. When he had seen the wolf costumes that some of the partygoers were attired in he had fainted. So luckily, when Craig came to and began telling the cops about werewolves in the woods, they were quite sceptical. Especially when later on he was tested positive for marijuana. Jamie and Alicia told the story they had agreed on, and Craig was charged with assault. Jamie doubted his punishment would be heavy, considering the lawyers his parents could afford. However, Craig would hopefully be out of his hair for good this time. Craig's family was not only rich, they were famous too, and they had been very embarrassed when Craig's "outburst", as they called it, had made the papers. They had contacted Jamie and assured him that they would get Craig help from professionals, and they would personally make sure that Craig never contacted him again. Craig's parents may only be concerned with their own reputation, but Jamie believed they would keep their promise. Jamie smiled as David stroked his hair. The moment when Craig had shot David had been, along with the day his father died, the worst of his life. He never thought Craig had been able to go that far. He could have killed all three of them, or one of those kids. They were all lucky they hadn't been hurt. When Jamie asked David why the bullets hadn't harmed him, David had smiled and said: "If I remember correctly, you need silver bullets to kill a werewolf." Now he was just glad that they were alone together in peace and quiet, for the first time in days. Alicia had gone off to see a friend for lunch. Jamie placed little kisses on David's chest, and was just about to suggest going upstairs, when the phone rang. Answering it, David said: "Hold on." He turned to Jamie. "It's your mother." Jamie sighed. Just what he needed. She was one of the last people he wanted to talk to right now. Still, he took the phone. Summer Moon Ch. 02 "Hi. What do you want?" "Oh, Jamie! I heard what happened with Craig. I couldn't believe it at first, but his mother confirmed it." "And?" "And... I understand now that you were telling the truth before about what he did to you. I'm sorry I didn't believe you. However, I hope you'll understand why I didn't. Craig was such a nice boy, from a fine, respectable family. How could I believe he would..." "Goodbye, mother." Jamie hung up the phone and sighed. "She'll never change." "I'm sorry." "It's okay. I've accepted it. Besides..." he smiled at David, "you and Ali are all the family I need. As long as I have you two, I'll be fine." David pressed a kiss on Jamie's lips, snaking his tongue into his welcoming mouth. Jamie put his arms around David's neck, freeing his long black hair from its restraint and ran his fingers through it. He broke the kiss, and whispered: "Take me to bed." Upstairs, their clothes were quickly out of the way. Lying on the bed, Jamie sighed with pleasure as David's lips and tongue worshipped his neck. David moved down, trailing kisses around the collarbone, down to Jamie's nipple. While gently tweaking the other with his fingers, David teased it with his lips and the tip of his tongue. Jamie ran his hands over every part of David he could reach. David took out the lube and poured some on his fingers. Slipping his hand between Jamie's legs, he lightly rubbed the silky skin around Jamie's opening with his index finger before pushing it inside, gently rotating it, then adding another finger when the tightness eased. Jamie whimpered as David began teasing his prostate. Smiling, David removed his fingers, poured more lube onto his hand and wrapped it around his shaft. Jamie watched, licking his lips as David lubed himself up, a pleasure little shiver running through his body at the sight of the glistening large member that was about to enter his body. When David positioned himself, Jamie wrapped his legs around his waist, gazing with reverence into those silver blue eyes that had bewitched him from the start. David pushed, groaning as his member slid inside Jamie's passage. "Oh, god... Baby, you're so hot... you feel so good." "You... too..." Jamie gasped. He pulled David down for a kiss, moaning into it when David suddenly began moving. He slid in and out with long strokes, so achingly slowly that Jamie began whimpering and moving his body impatiently. "Please," he begged when David showed no sign of speeding up. "David, please! I need it! Please!" He moaned with relief when David finally stopped torturing him and began pushing harder and harder; the long, slow strokes became short, hard thrusts. He panted and gasped, crying out when David raised his body enough to be able to take Jamie's cock in his hand. "David, I can't..." Jamie sobbed. "I'm coming..." "Me, too, baby," David panted. "Let go, it's okay." Screaming, Jamie orgasmed, his body writhing in the bed as his semen spurted. Pulling Jamie into his arms, David pushed in one final time and emptied his own release inside Jamie, a sound of absolute pleasure issuing from his mouth. After a while, when his breathing began to return to normal and his arms and legs felt less like jelly, David rolled off Jamie and took him into his arms, kissing him softly. "I don't know how it's possible," Jamie whispered, "but it gets better every damn time." David chuckled. "I think you may be right about that." He twirled a strand of Jamie's hair around his fingers. "You know, gorgeous, with all that's happened we haven't really had a chance to talk." "About what?" "You're going away to college soon. You'll be out on your own, meeting new people, starting a new life.." Jamie sat up, the smile disappearing from his face. "All the same," David continued, "I was hoping you wouldn't mind if I tagged along." Jamie grabbed a pillow and began hitting David with it. "You asshole! Don't scare me like that!" "You weren't seriously doubting I would, were you?" David laughed. Jamie stopped hitting him, trying to look mad and failing. "For a second, I guess..." "Baby, I already told you I'm in this for life. I love you. And I know you love me." "I don't!" Jamie laughed, hitting him again with the pillow. "I hate you!" David wrenched the pillow out of his hands and pulled him down. "Forever and ever?" he smiled. Jamie smiled softly and kissed him. "Forever and ever." THE END