The Beast in Me (Gay Werewolf Bondage Erotica)
In this standalone sequel to "F*ck on the Wild Side," Werewolf Jack Archer and catshifter Matt Bartlett have a pretty good thing going, even if their sex life has begun to go stale. But when Archer has no choice but to let Matt tie him up at night to keep him safe during his transformations, they're both surprised by how much they like it. More
In this standalone sequel to "F*ck on the Wild Side," Werewolf Jack Archer and catshifter Matt Bartlett have a pretty good thing going, even if their sex life has begun to go stale. But everything changes when Archer loses his luggage on a trip. Stuck without the anti-transformation pills that keep him from being a danger to himself and others, Archer has no choice but to let Matt tie him up at night. But how will Matt react when he realizes that Archer likes it? Warning - this story contains 5,602 words including bondage, M/m anal sex, and public masturbation. Adults only!
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“Jack,” he said, slowly. “Do you want me to tie you up?”
“Well, yes,” he said. “For, you know, the safety. Of the villagers.”
“But,” said Matt, getting to his feet and walking towards Archer. “is there another reason?”
Archer cleared this throat. “I….”
“I’m not going to do it if you don’t tell me exactly what you want,” said Matt, close enough now that he could feel the heat radiating from Archer’s body.
“Fine,” said Archer, fixing him with a burning gaze. “Tie me up and fuck me.”
Matt actually took a step back. “I…you mean…”
“You heard me.”
Archer’s chest was flushed, his nipples sharp, a noticeable bulge in his underwear. Matt went to the duffel bag, uncoiling the rope slowly, watching Archer out of the corner of his eye.
He had never topped Archer during sex before, and certainly never while he was tied up. And certainly never just before a full moon. It was all too much, too many new experiences, all at once. But as soon as Matt allowed himself to think about what he was about to do, arousal thrummed through his body and there was no point in hesitating anymore.
“Kneel, please,” he said, and Archer dropped to the ground.