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Monday, October 27, 2014

Story Orgy Monday...There Were Signs, cont'd pt. 9

Happy Story Orgy Monday!

OMG I actually have a post today...LMAO. But seriously, sorry for the delay, I'd love to have a spectacular reason but the truth is I suck (on a side note, some guys would actually say spectacularly *winks* so does that count? lmao)

I wanted the post to be a little longer (who doesn't *eye roll*) but I didn't want to make you wait any more time considering a very handsome Hank *hip bumps* reminded me I was keeping a person or two hanging on not just one story, but two now...I'm going I'm going...*hugs*

So here's to a good Monday for everyone! <3

This week's prompt:  He was stunned...

And now for your reading pleasure…

There Were Signs
pt. 9 (cont'd from 2012)
copyright © 2014 Havan Fellows

Would he hang around for Wolfe's wolf? What a strange fucking request for his best friend to ask him. What a strange fucking request for him to be contemplating. Of course he wouldn't hang around for his best friend to change into a wolf and prowl the woods behind his duplex for the entirety of the night. Why would he do that when there was a perfectly good party to go to on the other side of town...in a heavily populated area...with lots of street lights and loud music to deter any wild creature from venturing close...especially wild creatures that may or may not have a hard-on for him.
So of course he was now wandering around in those same woods behind Wolfe's duplex at the moment trying to talk himself out of waiting for his best friend to turn into a man hungry wolf.
Oy...his head hurt.
A rustling in the trees froze Dorian in his tracks. He glanced up and finally took notice as to how far in the woods he'd strolled. Looking around, he couldn't even see Wolfe's house anymore. Well fuck. He'd stuck to the hiking trail that they always took to the hidden away lake—great fishing in the winter and swimming in the summer—but instead of hanging a left at the two trees that looked like they were humping he'd veered to the right and continued on the trail. Sure the trail slowly dwindled down to a barely used path and now...well shit now he was lost and something was quickly making its way straight to him.
A part of his mind told him to calm down, it was Wolfe coming to give him hell for getting lost in the woods so close to dark. Another part of him screamed "Werewolves do exist." If they exist what other things that liked to bump during the night might possibly be out there. The final part of him just wanted him to run and never stop.
Before he could make good on his mind's third idea two golden eyes appeared. As they came closer Dor was able to make out a light grey tuft of fur until finally standing in front of him was a massive grey wolf—no, it was too big for a regular wolf, this was definitely a werewolf.
"Fuck me, you're not Wolfe."
The creature in front of him cocked his head to the side, staring at him like his hair was blue or something. How screwed was it that the first thought to pop into his head was damn, what a picture that would make. Of course the second thought of survival prevailed.
"Um..." Dor took a step back and bit back a curse when the wolf took a step forward. "So, are you at least friends with Wolfe?"
The wolf lowered his head and growled menacingly at Dorian.
"Oh shit. That doesn't seem like a positive response."
A deeper more intimidating growl overpowered the wolf's, causing him to whimper and crouch low to the ground.
"Oh shit. That seems even worse," Dorian whispered to himself.
"I was wondering when he'd let you in on his little secret. The fool always spoke about how you could be trusted."
Even though there was still a good hour or so of sunlight, it didn't appear able to break through the canopy of trees here. The result was Dorian squinting, trying to peer into the darkness in front of him. He knew that voice, but damn if he could place it at this moment when his heart was in his throat and he couldn't breathe around it.
"So, do you talk to any wolf now? One of us let you live so you think all of us are as benevolent?"
Dorian jumped. The voice wasn't in front of him anymore, but to his left somewhere.
"Who's there?" His bravado that Wolfe bragged about earlier completely leaving him. Sure, he had no problem mouthing off to his best friend, they'd been buddies since seventh grade, there really was minimal fear when it came to Wolfe.
But this wolf crouched on its belly in front of him, looking like his hind legs were springs readying him to pounce at the word...this mystery voice that could evidently astral project from one spot to another...
Dear god he was screwed.
"You want to know me? Say please." The voice whispered through the trees.
Huh? Was this thing fucking with him? Didn't his mama teach him not to play with his food?
Dor fought off the urge to drop to the fetal position and play dead. He was almost positive—not quite but almost—that wouldn't work in this situation. Didn't they have to be bear shifters for the whole playing dead scenario to work? Holy shit, where there such things as bear shifters?
"Are you a werewolf or a shifter?" He was stunned when his thoughts escaped his mouth, he definitely deserved to be in the too stupid to live column.
"Are you an appetizer or a main course?"
Okay, time to stop the volley of questions on that note.
"Um...look"—he stepped backwards slowly...the wolf in front of him popped his head up and bared his teeth...very slowly—"I really didn't mean to insult you or anything. If you knew me you'd know I have a big mouth and itty bitty brain."
"I do know you."
The ominous voice was now behind him. Very close behind him—afraid he might shit his pants close behind him. He shut his eyes and reached back with his hand and sure enough, something solid met his questing fingers.


To be cont'd...
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The fun is never over with just one turn – we are the Story Orgytm remember *big grin* – so head on over to the next pleasure blog and enjoy multiples with us . . .

Em Woods' story: click here
Lee Brazil's story: click here
Hank Edwards' story: click here

1 comment:

  1. EEEEPPPP!!! OMG ... that was a perfect post for Halloween week! Who the hell is out there with Dor? And I'm all proud I got mentioned in your intro *preens a bit* Glad you're back to posting! More please!!!!

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