[Part 20]




   I don't know how many times my doorbell must've rang before it's
 urgency finally brought me out of my revelry in Morise's crotch, my
 growls of indignity very much audible at being so rudely taken away
 from my task of 'cleaning' my mate.

  "Yeah, yeah, I'm comin'... keep yer pants on..." I grufted as I 
pulled myself reluctantly away and took the few steps needed to reach
 my door and felt no surprize at all when my visitor turned out to be
 Juleon, evidently not only must he have called off early from his work
 as a delivery boy from the pizza joint I tended ta regularly patronize
 but he'd even made haste to stop by some store on the way and was now
 lugging a 24-can case of Miller and also had a couple large pizza
 boxes in his other hand.

  "Heyas dude!... Back as promised!... Hope I didn't miss much..." He
 said jovially enough but already his eyes had snapped immediately
 towards my futon and towards the vision he'd last beheld there as if
 hoping beyound hope that the object of his immediate lust was still
 there. He was of course, and my prior attentions to Morise's
 monstercock still had his cock jutting out proudly and throbbing in
 impatience at being left unattended.

   Juleon started forth, entering my apartment as though he were a 
usual houseguest when he'd never actually ever made it out of the hall
 and in politeness I took the case of beer from him and pizza and set 
the boxes on the table and went to pack the beer into the refrigerator
 with a backwards call of "C'mon in an make yerself at home..." that 
was probably unheard since he was already seated on the futon next to 
Morise and leaned forward as if to pretend to focus on the television
 set even though there was no doubt in anyone's mind that he was 
casting sidelong glances at Morise's huge cock.

   "So... what're you guys watchin'?..." Juleon asked good-naturedly as
 though he were genuinely intrested in anything else but what was
 obviously on his mind.

  Morise shrugged an answer of, "Oh some dumb show... wasn't really
 gettin' inta it m'self since our host was bein' otherwise hospitable 
towards me..." in that honestly blunt yet mildly evasive way that
 confirmed his present state of arousal. Morise was bold as he was big
 and it was both one of his charms and a mild source of annoyance when
 I obviously wasn't quite so open and upfront about certain things.

  "So... we gonna break inta yer 'catch' that'cha was so gracious 
enough ta bring with ya are we gonna get right down ta the rough'n 
tumble'a brute mansex?" He continued on and I could only stare at them
 with my mouth open as Juleon made no further hesitations and promptly
 wrapped his hand around Morise's girth of throbbing monstercock with a
 near inaudible gasp of "Jesus!" as though even finally getting to 
touch such a massive cock still couldn't convince his mind that it was really there.

   "Behold!... the power of cock!" I grinned, thinking to myself, and 
smirked since I had to admit that I myself was probably no less 
enamored by my first sight of Morise's monstermeat. I also felt a breif
 twinge of jealousy at the sight of another man lavishing attentions on
 someone I couldn't help but feel like I'd 'staked a claim' on... I
 guess it was an instinctual reaction due to my lupine nature. My lips
 began to peel back and a low growl started at the back of my throat
 and  a sudden flash of mental imagry of me mauling Juleon to ribbons
 shocked me into suppressing my instinctual desires.

   I'd always previously held true to the morality that if ever I was
 with someone, that I'd give them the freedom to experience whatever
 they'd wish with whomever they wished because I'd always felt that the
 joys of free love were just that... Free love... and not something to
 be kept under someone else's 'lock and key'... but I guess that was
 because I'd never truely felt like there was anyone out there 'for me'
 specifically and so once someone finally came along I felt the
 compulsion of possessiveness that others must feel when they realize
 what a good thing they have in finding someone else at last to share
 their affections.

  The wolf in me was once more trying to assert dominance in a
 situation that stood against everything that aspect of myself stood
 for and never having had to face such a situation before I found
 myself once more in conflict with my own chosen dual morality. I knew 
that if I didn't try to persuade myself that Juleon was 'a part of the
 pack' and thus entitled to share intimacy with all within the pack,
 that I would view him as a rival and that my wolvn nature would demand
 subservience from him over his 'portions of the spoils' even if it
 meant we came to blows over it. ...and it behooved me as a 'host' to
 share my hospitality with any whom were guests in my home.

  I smirked again... for while I'm sure Morise most likely would have 
no problems watching two men 'fight over him' I was not about to let
 things get to that, instead, consoling myself to watching as Juleon 
continued to roll his fisted hand up and down the collossal length and
 girth of Morise's cockshaft, all the while, the delivery boy began 
leaning down, closer and closer... inevitably drawn in closer and
 closer towards Morise's cockmeat, his mouth opened and watering in
 preparation of his next intended task that he sought to accomplish...


[to be continued...]