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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M, Multi, Other
  Fandom:
      Big_Wolf_on_Campus
  Relationship:
      Tommy_Dawkins/Tommy_Dawkins
  Character:
      Tommy_Dawkins
  Additional Tags:
      Nudity, Masturbation, self_love, Humiliation, enslavement, Sexual_Slave,
      Sex_Toys, Plots, WIP
  Stats:
      Published: 2017-07-23 Updated: 2017-08-05 Chapters: 2/? Words: 1938
****** Wolven Alone Time ******
by Notsalony
Summary
     Tommy gets the feeling that he’s never going to measure up, so he
     decides to look deep with in himself and try to find what people see
     in him. But is he alone? Is he ever alone?
Notes
     So.. I wrote this back in 2006, stored it in my to come back to
     folder, and never bothered thinking about it in 11 years. Now I’m
     looking for stuff to work on that’ll give you something to read while
     I work on other things and I’m like... my gods... how did this never
     get published?
See the end of the work for more notes
***** The Mirror *****
Tommy stood in front of his mirror, his tall muscular body on display as he
studied himself carefully in the mirror that he kept there to help his work
outs.  What could they see in me? He questioned himself, letting his eyes
wander up and down his taunt form.  The white low-rise jockeys he was wearing
hugging the curves of his ass and bulge, framed by his tanned skin and setting
the stage of a horny boy looking to party, belied his inner turmoil.  Try as he
might, he couldn't see a work of beauty, he saw only himself.  The same him
that he always saw, despite his best attempts at improving himself.  He moved,
flexed, and wondered yet again how anyone could find him sexy.  He felt that
nothing was ever going to be good enough to attract anyone to want him, not
like that.

He reached over to the top of his dresser and pulled the silver coin Merton had
bought him shortly after they began to explore what was fact and what was
fiction about his condition.  That was a laugh, his condition.  He’s a
werewolf, it’s about time he owned that.  That's when they'd discovered the
other side effect silver had on lycans.  The effect that had caused them to
have to make a pact about never talking about it.  Merton wrote a paper about
it and had told Tommy he’d wait to discuss exploring it later on.

Tommy had been holding onto the coin and had gone so instantly hard that he'd
nearly tore his pants open.  Merton had teased him for weeks about that before
they’d finally agreed that some parts of his reactions were off limits.  Of
course this hadn’t stopped Merton when they were alone, even going so far as to
put the coin on a red leather doggy collar for Tommy's “special time”, as he
was apt to call it.  That always boggled Tommy mind.  How someone who dealt
with the supernatural all the time, could talk about the metabolic changes
occurring during human and lycan transformation and the effect this had on
their sex drives, couldn't bring himself to say masturbation.  Hell Merton had
barely been able to make the hand motion when Tommy hadn’t caught on to his
hints.  Sometimes Tommy wondered if Merton had a sexuality beyond his own self
love.

Tommy reached into the back of his underwear drawer and pulled out the collar. 
Attaching the coin to the collar Tommy bit his lip before put the collar on,
blushing at how the silver touching his skin had already caused his cock to
violently arch up even more into a full blown erection.  His ten full inches
trying hard to burst out of the underwear.  He moaned as the deep need,
bordering on hunger, for orgasmic release began to over come him.  Tommy tore
his briefs off and gazed upon his sculpted body, his eyes following his happy
trail right to the curly tan pubes around his steel hard cock.  MAN!  I feel so
fucking hot right now!  Tommy thought to himself as he rubbed his furry balls. 
The burn of the silver burning away any self doubt or body image issues he had
before.

He bit his lip thinking about what he had been planning for weeks now.  It’d
taken him all that time to work up the nerve to try this.  But there was no
backing out now.  He ran to the window, pulled the shade and locked the window,
then  bounding over to his door locking his bedroom door.  It wouldn't do for
someone in town to see the star quarter back, naked, hard, and with his new
toy.  Fuck, he was almost more worried Merton would see or hear about what he’d
planned.  Navigating his way to convince his friend that he’s having a night in
to just be a normal high school guy and not a teenaged werewolf.  Nodding to
himself, Tommy moved to the center of his room and opened the secret hiding
place he'd found when he was seven.

Back then he’d hide comics and toys or things he’d broken and he didn’t want to
get caught with.  It felt strange and some how right all at once that he was
now hiding his sex toys there.  He was really happy that his family had never
discovered his hiding place.  He’d gotten used to his brother searching his
room for batteries or hidden remotes, not that he had either in his room, but
Dean was a fanatic of the worst order.  And he looked everywhere he could to
try to find what he needed to make his shows on time.  Putting all that aside
he moved the board that closed off the space and opened it up and glanced down
at his prize.

He reached inside the hollow place under his loose floor board and pulled out a
black case roughly 12 inches long.  He’d had to save up his money, create a
fake account online, and use an untraceable prepaid money card from a store a
couple towns over.  He’d even had it sent to a house in town where he knew no
one lived under a fake name and he’d waited for it to arrive.  He’d been
thankful to find it but he’d not stopped worrying about it since the day it
arrived.  Tommy was having trouble relaxing about this idea.  Swallowing he
again looked around to ensure that no one was watching him and he opened the
case.

Inside was an object he'd been waiting to use for weeks now.  A 10-inch solid
silver dildo glistened in the room light.  Tommy smiled as he looked at his
reflection on the dildo.  This was it.  He was going to loose his virginity and
cum like he'd never cum before.  And maybe if he liked this, maybe... maybe he
could go forwards.  Maybe he could face the feelings he wasn’t yet ready to put
a name or a label to.
***** Silver Lust *****
Chapter Summary
     In goes the dildo, is Tommy really ready for this level of
     commitment?
Swallowing hard he took the dildo out of it’s case and felt the burn of the
silver on his skin, his cock throbbing hard, he sat the dildo on the nightstand
and pulled out the lube that he’d bought at the same time.  He’d used some of
the lube to test how it reacted to his lycanthrope.  No adverse reactions had
meant he’d enjoyed his time with his astroglide.  Pouring some of the chilled
gel onto his fingers, he reached back and began to finger himself.  He'd read
and read online how to do this.  How to prepare for the deflowering of one's
virginity.  And as he stretched himself open he felt the desire to go farther
building in him.

Biting his lip, Tommy withdrew his fingers from his ass and quickly lubed up
the cold silver metal before laying on his belly.   Tommy hissed as he put the
cold tip to the tight space of his anal opening.  The shiver running up his
spine as he could feel the cold tingle as the silver do it's job and rushing
hormones of his libido making his cock throb wantonly.  He wasn’t long off from
orgasmic bliss and he’d barely worked an inch of the toy into himself. 

"oh gods!" Tommy shivered, as the feeling seemed to over take him.  Passion
taking reason by force, he plunged half the dildo deep into his hungry hole. 
His body swallowing and gripping the dildo with a need he couldn’t grasp.  He
moaned and writhed on the bed.  Nearly reaching his orgasm in the first
stroke.  Moaning he pushed the silver dildo all the way to it's silvery balls
into his anus.  His whole being shook with sheer pleasure as the toy was in
contact with so much skin.

The gleaming tip, unseen, reached deep into his being while other parts of the
toy touched his prostate.  A shiver of purest lust ran through his whole form. 
Shaking and nearly complete, Tommy began to pull the dildo in and out of his
tight embrace.  Though even with the copious amounts of lube, the toy didn’t
seem to want come out as swiftly as time went on.  The moans Tommy's dildo
elicited from his lips as he fucked himself where not uttered on deaf ears. 
Nor was the sight of him turning onto his back to stroke his long and steely
cock.  Tommy would never see the flash of a camera, or the breathing of his
voyeuristic visitor, for neither were done in the room as the camera in his
room digitally sent the live recording to a computer near by.

No, all of that was lost on Tommy, even before the sweet kiss of the silver toy
he battered his body with over and over again.  The camera was an old fixture
and his mind didn’t know to look at it as a camera.  In truth he’d probably
looked right into it a hundred times and never once knew what it was he was
looking at.  But as he lay there, slowly jerking off and trying to bring
himself off, his body clamping down on the toy inside himself, he was being
watched and studied.  His actions and reactions cataloged and began to form a
basic plot to which he would be on the whole, ignorant.   But none of that
reached his sex soaked brain as he bent and twisted, trying to get a better
angle.

FUCK.  Tommy’s mind raced.  It seemed all together too much and not enough as
he tried to find the thing that would tip him over the edge.  It was like the
burn of the silver at his neck from his collar and the dildo in his ass were
making him almost too rigid to actually cum.  Caught between the two points of
contact all he could do was fuck himself harder with the toy, and let his hand
fly across the taunt flesh of his cock.  Blindly seeking a release of the
coiling pleasure that was pulling tighter and tighter, threatening to burst
forth at any moment.  But some part of him was starting to wonder if it was an
impotent and hollow threat as his need to cum increased and his ability to do
so seemed so far removed from him now.

He was getting desperate now.  His needy whimpers getting stronger as he
frantically cast his eyes across the room looking for anything that would help
him find his release.  Was it something else that needed in his ass, maybe a
firmer base to fuck against?  His mind drew him to move down the bed, sitting
on the foot board of his bed and using it as a place to hold the dildo at the
right angle as he began to fuck himself against it.  On some level he was aware
of the banging noise he was making as he fucked harder and harder against the
wood of his bed, the force starting to leave an imprint of the metal dildo. 
But he didn’t care.  He couldn’t care.

All that mattered was the release.  If he couldn’t cum from this he’d keep
going till he could.  Nothing else mattered.  Not keeping his secret, not
keeping silent.  Hell at this point he didn’t care if the whole world saw him
bare ass naked with the toy shoved up his ass frantically pawing at himself
trying to tip that edge from build up to exquisite rapturous release.  He felt
he was getting closer.  So much closer... but still so far to go before he
could truly cross that finish line.  What else could there be?
End Notes
     Keep in mind, that when I wrote these first four chapters... they
     were exactly 1 page long. So yeah... bit of an update.
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