They didn’t have much time for their antics, especially now with the training season and shit. It’s okay, Zachary thought. He’ll make the most o...t of the time they got. --It all started with a picture of a hard dick sent to Brett by accident and they couldn’t even remember by now how it ended with Zach’s dick up Brett’s ass every time they went out to see each other. They weren’t touchy-feely by any means but every time they got a moment alone, it always ended like this: with Brett propped. I aimed my stiff cock right between her breasts, which is where my jets of hot jism hit her, before running down over her taut belly and collecting at the top of her tangle of reddish pubes. “What a dirty little wanker, you are, David,” Meggie scolded me, although she was obviously delighted at this display of unabashed lust. After I had worked out for a while and Meggie had had a chance to lay back on the sofa and masterbate, she decided my newly muscular body would look better with a coating. “No. All three of us.”“Who...”“Us and my girlfriend, Sara. She was being trained by Benedict too. She can help.”Cameron winced. Sara, the girl he’d fucked in the restaurant the first night he’d turned. Who knew what he looked like as Cameron. Who knew he was a werewolf. If she got involved it wouldn’t be long until he’d find a metal coil wrapped around his neck.“Um, I really don’t think that’s a good idea...”Wayne smiled. “That’s OK, I texted her a few minutes ago, she’ll be here soon. She. Suddenly he felt like he was back several weeks ago, sitting with his father as he told him to go in there, turn in his resume, and apply for an open position. He figured this should be easier now that he had gone through with it once. It really wasn't."When in doubt," Dave gave a final piece of advice, "Just do a dance. Perform. Be silly."One more deep breath, and Dave hoisted John up, out of the car, and onto his hind legs.It felt like he was plunged into a giant pressure cooker. He could.