Chapter 1

I always came away from the family orgy with a belly full of cum, and I loved the feeling.

This time though, things were different. Things had changed. I was full of excitement, but also anxiety. My father was sitting next to me in the back seat, his arm around me, cuddling me and comforting me. I loved the feeling of his warm, hirsute body. I leaned against his chest, where I could feel his long beard hairs tickling my throat.

I’d been his son for five years now, since he turned me from a mortal human being into one of the beasts. We didn’t have a name for what we were, but human folk tales called us werewolves. They had some strange ideas about us, such as believing that we turned into wolves on the night on the full moon.

On the full moon, the animal did come out in us, but not in that way. Instead we were filled with insatiable lust, and were driven to sex with each other. It wasn’t incest quite like humans thought of it, but this family was the only one I remembered and they were family to me.

My uncle was driving. I could see his silhouette; he had such a striking, handsome face. His beard was getting long and ragged; we all looked a little unkempt from the activities of the last few days.

Next to him was his new son. Leo was handsome just like his father. When one of our kinds is turned, we look completely different. We take on a lot of our father’s genes. Leo looked a lot like Uncle James just like I resembled my father.

Leo had been turned just a few weeks ago. He remembered nothing from his former life; everything was new to him. He looked like an eighteen-year old, but had the wide-eyed innocence of a child.

He’d also had a tight hole, at first. Uncle James had invited my father and I to stay with them for a while and help loosen him up. It was a good thing, too; every man in the family had wanted to leave a load inside this sexy new stud. It was our way of welcoming a new family member.

My own life was changing too; it was family tradition to spend just five years with your father after he turns you. My five years were up, and tradition required that I be handed over to another older man to be trained further.

I had hoped that I would be given to Uncle James, but I was also feeling torn and confused. I was in love with my uncle; could I be mentored by him? Regardless of my own confusion, the patriarch of our family, Great-grandpa Nathaniel, had handed me over. I had what I wanted, but now I wasn’t sure if I could do it justice.

Once we got to my uncle’s house, he started making us dinner. I loved watching him cook; tonight it was a simple chicken alfredo. Like most of the family, he preferred to be nude whenever he could. Watching his strong, hairy body as he stirred the sauce was wonderful. He reached out with his other hand and pulled me close. He felt so warm, and smelled so perfect. When I’m wrapped up in his arms, I never want him to let go.

Over dinner, my father and uncle discussed handing me over. It was a bit of a turn-on to be talked about like that, like a possession, like a slave changing ownership.

“I can bring you over his clothes and belongings next weekend,” my father suggested.

“Of course. In the meantime, he won’t be wearing clothes much.” My uncle winked at me, and put a hand on my knee. I had an instant erection and found myself blushing. I had a mix of love and lust for this man, and wanted to please him in every way possible.

After dinner, my father put his arm around me and led me upstairs.

“If you don’t mind, I think I’ll spend the rest of the evening enjoying my son one last time before I give him up.”

My uncle laughed. “Sure thing, Will. I wouldn’t expect any less. I want his mentorship to begin with an ass full of your cum.”

In the bedroom, we started out with some cuddling. Dad always loved touching my body, and I could never get enough of his. I laid my head on his chest and rubbed his furry belly. I loved how hairy he was. I had some chest hair that narrowed to a treasure trail, but he was furry everywhere. His body was so comfortable and sexy.

I climbed up on top of him, straddling his hips, and leaned down to kiss him. Dad’s kisses always made me feel both comforted and desired; he was so assertive and firm. I felt his tongue stroke mine inside my mouth. Under my crotch, I could feel his cock starting to stir.

“I’m going to miss you, Dad.” I confessed. I felt bad about breaking the mood, but it was true. I was so used to sleeping next to him, curled up in his arms. I was going to love having Uncle James to hold me, but letting go of dad was hard.

“It’s okay, son,” he said, smiling and stroking my cheek. “You’re still going to see a lot of me.”

“I know.”

“You’ll adapt quicker than you think. Trust me.”

“Okay, daddy.”

“That’s my boy. Now why don’t you scooch down and play with your daddy’s cock?”

“Yes sir.” I got my face down to his crotch, and nibbled gently on the base of his shaft. I spat in my hand and wrapped it around the round, purple head. I loved my daddy’s cock so much. I’d pleasured it so many times, I knew it better than I knew my own. He had an impressive length, but even more impressive was that girth that had stretched me open wide so many times.

I proceeded to give him some of the best head I’ve ever given, taking my time to really work his cock and give him as much pleasure as I could. I looked up to see him smiling down at me, and I knew I was doing a good job.

I felt a pat on my shoulder.

“You’re doing such a good job, son. But why don’t you take a break and sit on my face for a while? I want to get a taste of your hole.”

“Yes, sir!” I got up and crouched over his face, and he positioned me and guided me down to his mouth. I could feel his wonderful silky beard tickling me, then his tongue darted out and licked at my hole. It was an exquisite feeling; dad loved eating me out, and I loved the way he did it.

I played with his chest and nipples as his tongue pleasured, lubricated, and opened my hole. I was already loose from being a slut at the family orgy; dad was probably getting a good taste of over a dozen relatives who had fucked me good and left their loads inside me.

After thoroughly enjoying me ass, I felt dad give me a pat on the thigh- the signal that it was time for me to ride him. I happily turned around to face him and lowered myself slowly onto his crotch. I reached behind and guided his stiff cock towards my hole. I felt the head of it pop easily inside me, and I sat down the rest of the way onto it. My eyes rolled back and I moaned as I felt him penetrate deep into my body.