Kouga leaned on the bar, flagging the bartender with an empty glass. She was new and apparently her partner, whose name Kouga never bothered to learn, wasn't around to help. On a Friday night to, he almost pitied her. But then he'd always been of the opinion that liquor and beer should be in a soda fountain like thing to serve ones self.
“What'd you have?” Her voice was a bit to shrill for Kouga's delicate ears.
“Ya know I had Jack but get me a double vodka.” He said with a little wink at her.
He was debating on joining the others out on the dance floor among the frantic lasers and the dizzying sparkles of the disco ball that somehow seemed out of place. Then again, when the lights were on his place was little more than a dive. But the cover was free and the DJ was pretty good. For this reason the place was usually packed with adorable little uke boys looking for a good time on weekend.
Kouga felt his interest peak a moment later. Something on the dancefloor had his attention. Slender, but toned nicely, shirtless, and young. With a smirk he watched the young male twist his body around, meeting his eyes. Kouga could smell from here the boys musk and knew he was a shapeshifter, a virgin to.
Jacob had been coming here for a while but he usually stayed in the gameroom at the back in the darkness. Until a month ago he had noticed Kouga at the bar. The male was alpha, that was plain and maybe moreso than Sam. This was confirmed when He had witnessed Sam and Kouga chatting over a beer with many nods of approval and laughter.
Since then he had been working up his nerve to get closer and maybe even speak. When his eyes locked those cold blue demon ookami eyes, Jacob felt a bolt of lightning settle in his stomach. No sercret males mounted males for dominance in the pack, but this was the first time a male had cause him to actually shudder.
Noticing the boy was visibly affected by his gaze, Kouga slid off the stool and moved closer, weaving among the intertwined bodies that slid against each other in a sweat soaked mating dance. He would have ran, but Jacob was rooted to the spot. The male coming toards him was beautiful. Hair longer than his own shined in the flashing lights, blue eyes that glowed like small sapphire coals, he was wearing a fishnet shirt over tight jeans that showed off his rippling shape and an impressive bulge.
Kouga was inches from him now and the younger wolf boy felt his heart racing over the deep pounding of the bass amps. He looked up nervously, licking his lips. He had not meant to do that last action, but when he did Kouga smirked even wider.
“See something you like?” He put a hand on Jacob's hip and gently pulled him closer. “I sure did.”
Corniest pick up line ever, maybe. But whatever worked, and it seemed to be. Luckily Jacob had only half heard what Kouga said and he averted his eyes, another involuntary motion of submission.
“I uh--” he stammered. Damn it, he was losing face here, wasn't he supposed to be alpha or something?
“I'm Kouga, what's your name, kid?” he turned them on the floor, they were dancing slowly to this overly energized beat. Or sizing each other up.
“Jacob,” he replied, proud he had managed to keep his voic from waivering that time.
“Ahh, you're with Sam's pack or something.” He nodded. “You look too young to drink.”
“I-- I am eighteen.” Jacob replied as Kouga downed his shot and tossed the cheap plastic shot glass in one of the barrels near the floor.
“I'm old enough to know better and still too young to care.” Kouga smiled back, putting his other hand on Jacobs other hip. Jacob himself had placed his hands on the bigger males shoulders, shyly at first. His fingertips lightly ghosted over the fishnets, which were growing damp within the heat of the club.
The DJ switched the beat up a bit and Jacob began to actually move against Kouga this time, emboldened by the elders reassurance. Kouga's hands slid up Jacob's back and pulled him flush with his hard chest, another one cupped his perfect ass and drug him against his already needy manhood. “This beat is sick. It's the same rhythm I like to fuck to.”
Move made. Jacob looked up with wide eyes, “Fuck? You mean you like males?”
“Well, of course. I know you aren't a female.” Kouga replied, griding hard against what he surmised to be Jacob's need.
“Sam--”
“Fuck him. He knows me and he will understand. Every alpha has an alpha, remember that wolf boy.” Kouga drug his tongue along the shell of Jacob's ear, savoring his sweet and salty taste of virginity that he was about to devour.
That confused him into silence, and Kouga didn't mind at all. When he did open his mouth, Kouga pressed a finger against it. “Shut up and come with me.”
Before confusion could wear off, he was leading Jacob through a door marked PRIVATE and into another world. The room was dim lit, a leopard print couch against one wall, and lava lamps on the tables that lended a weird pinkish glow.
“I didn't know this was here.” Jacob said with a look around.
“Yeah, this is for VIP guests like myself and you.” Kouga dropped the pin in the door to hold it closed.
Alone in the room with a much larger wolf demon, Jacob shuddered. He should probably run now-- he could seriously die here. True Kouga was hungry, but not for blood. Before giving him a chance to speak, Kouga roughly grabbed him and crushed his lips against Jacob's. He explored the younger mouth with his warm tongue, breath becoming a bit ragged.
Jacob gave in out of surprise, opening his mouth, arching against the other. His body had betrayed him and he was throbbing inside the leather confines of the pants he wore. Kouga tasted like vodka and salt..and he reeked of power and musk. The fact he was raging hard was not a surprise.
“On your knees.” Kouga snapped away from the kiss, his hand popping open his jeans and sperating them just enough to free his manhood. A pearl of pre-cum listened on the tip, inviting a gentle lick. And Jacob didn't keep him waiting, he quickly ran his tongue over the tip, collecting that drop and encouraging more.
Kouga was smiling down at his new lover, happy to see how well behaved he was. Jacob was just running on auto pilot at the moment. Sam had taught him a little in the art of submission even if it all hadn't been sexual and that training came in handy now.
It took a couple of tried to get half of Kouga into his mouth, and he never did take it all. Using his hand, Jacob made up for the part that wasn't in his mouth. Purring he rolled his tongue around the impressive girth, applying pressure with suction, pulling more of the clear essence from Kouga's body. Kouga felt his testicles shift a bit, moving upwards as they filled with the climax he would fill this young boy with.
Jacob braced with one hand on Kouga's hip and another cupping and lightly rolling those tightening balls, which filled his hand. Slowly he moved back and forth, sucking and swirling his tongue on the big lower vein. He hummed gently, the vibration threatening to send Kouga into a frenzy.
“You are very talented with your mouth, you use it a lot?” He chuckled when Jacob blushed. But there was no denying giving head this good took practice. Lacing his fingers in Jacob's hair, Kouga pulled him away and encouraged him to stand up.
Jacob met Kouga's eyes again. He was quite a sight, his lips swollen slightly, a light sheen all the way to his chin was proof of his dedication to the job at hand. Kouga didn't speak, because words were useless, and he was already so worked up it took all his concentration to not explode all over Jacob before he got inside him.
His hands weren't gentle when he tore open the boys leather pants, the button flying across the darkened room to clink on the wall. Kouga's hand closed around the pulsing erection that sprang forth. He was mildly amused at how well hung such a young wolf was. Reminded him of a hanyou he had known an age ago.
As Kouga tugged his erection, Jacob moved closer to his chest, panting slightly. “Why are you doing this to – to me?”
“The question is, Jacob, why are you letting me. You know who I am, my reputation precedes me.” Kouga returned in a voice full of raw energy and power. “Is it love? Money? Fame?”
“Wha--” he was having such a hard time concentrating on his words with his hands moving on his painfully hard erection like that. Kouga seemed to know how to play him like a cheap piano.
But before he could say more, Kouga, turned the tables, turning him quickly and pushing him face first into the couch.
“Well you aren't getting any of those from me,” Said Kouga as he yanked the leather down and revealed a perfectly tanned bubble butt begging for violation, trembling in nervousness. “All you're getting from me is fucked. And thats how it goes in life.”
Jacob pondered what Kouga was saying, but it didn't all register. He heard a wet slicking sound and realized there was a table in front of the couch with a bottle on it. So this room was set up for this kind of thing? Imagine that. He knew what that was, lube, strawberry scented.
Kouga's fingers slipped into Jacobs tightness slowly, being sadistic as he was he started with two. But Jacob was a big boy and Kouga was sure he could handle it. Jacob grunted painfully at the intrusion. But he dared not fight it or otherwise make too much noises; however the small mews of pain seemed to spur Kouga on.
“Too-- too much.” Jacob grunted as Kouga added a third finger. His eyes were squinted shut against the intrusion, his body shaking.
“Ha.” Kouga grunted, concentrating on his preparation of his little fuck toy. “My cock is bigger than this, boy. How you think it's gonna feel?”
Jacob felt his cheeks color, Kouga wasn't joking. He hadn't even been able to get it all inside his mouth at once. His cheeks and jaw were tired already. He relaxed accepting the fourth finger fairly easy, Kouga smirked at how easy it would be to fist him right now. This kid had an ass meant for taking cock. His cock.
There was a sudden feeling of loss when Kouga took his fingers away and positioned himself closer. Jacob felt it coming, the hot blunt tip of his cock rubbing against his newly stretched opening. There was a burning sensation as the organ was forced deeper into his gut. Kouga was sweating now, fighting control of his beast which wanted to pound into this virgin ass like a jackhammer.
Not that he was all romantic all of a sudden, but he didn't want to seriously injure the kid. The last inch of him slid inside, his balls resting against Jacob's thighs. Looking down he saw long silky black hair spread over tanned smooth back, the small cries of an uke taken for the first time. Kouga growled, damn it this wasn't supposed to happen! He hadn't thought about HIM in several years.
Without warning he began his rocking movements, pinning Jacobs hips down with bruising forces that would leave him marked for days after this. He closed his eyes letting the feeling of blissful hotness squeeze around his throbbing manhood. His movements stroked all the right places, nudging a sweet little spot in Jacob he didn't know existed in his wildest dreams. Like magic all discomfort disappeared and turned into blinding hot pleasure that caused his sight to blur into white mist and sparkly particles. The movement pushed Jacob back and forth over the arm of the chair, delightful friction bringing him over the edge as so many males before him had been. When he did cum, his tight ass clamped down around Kouga with a steel like grip that took the older ookami by surprise.
Kouga bit his lip to stop the name he felt bubbling up to be yelled out when he spilled and instead the seed spilled in silence, scalding Jacob's newly used insides with the intensity. Kouga held him tight in place as he finished spilling into him, and allowed his knot to dissipate somewhat.
Pulling out he licked his lips and observed the opaque liquid running down Jacobs tanned thighs, tinged with just a little pink that was expected the first time. Kouga wiped himself clean with a tissue and stuffed himself into his jeans before speaking.
“You ain't half bad, boy.” He said gently patting the upturned bottom. Jacob hadn't moved yet, still stunned and shell shocked. “Maybe I'll see ya around.”
There was a metallic clink and then a squeak. The door fell back shut, leaving the poor uke used and confused alone in a private room in a gay club. When Jacob finally pulled together enough to go out to the dance floor again, Kouga was gone.
