The next full moon I was ready for my first experience as a werewolf. Only problem was that I wasn’t one yet. I was to meet Alpha at the opposite end of the trail. I was really excited and had to fight the urge to jerk off. It was still warm for winter, so I dressed the same as usual except for a light jacket. I carried my lube out of habit.

Work hadn’t been much different, other than Karl sucking me off occasionally. I have to admit that he gives great head. I was now a supervisor, but hadn’t tried to use my position for sex. Maybe I would have if I hadn’t been getting blowjobs. I have to admit that I was constantly horny at work, so I was thinking about what opportunities I had. I had jerked off a few times in my shared office. Not sure if I was trying to get caught.

I walked to the path with my mind (and cock) full of anticipation. When I met up with Alpha, it was much the same. I sucked his cock for a while, then assumed the position and “let” him fuck my ass. Good thing I had brought lube. It felt great as usual, but he seemed even more passionate and feral. I was still wondering what was to come (cum?). When he finally knotted in me , I felt a sharp pain and realized he was biting my neck. After the initial shock, it felt great.

Shortly after filling my ass with cum, I started to feel odd.