...“Well, who do we have here?”

Larry stared up at the guy from the DVD. Whoever he was, he wasn’t Greg. This dude stood at least three inches taller than Greg’s six feet, and his shoulders were a hell of a lot more muscular. His wide chest was covered in black curly hair and…he was naked.

“I’m… I’m…” Larry stammered. This guy had the hugest dick he’d ever seen. “My name is—”

“I don’t care who you are. Get in here.”

The strange man grabbed him by the front of his shirt and dragged him into the secret room. Except for a queen-sized bed and a lamp, the room was empty. He noticed a broken chain fastened to the wrought-iron headboard. The guy had a handcuff around his right wrist. Did Greg chain him down here?

“Suck my cock.”

“What?” Did he hear him right?

“Suck my cock,” the brute said, pulling him close. “Or I’m not going to be very friendly to you.”

“Yeah but, I…” He stalled, trying to decide what to do. In the movies werewolves never asked for blow jobs.

“Now!”

“Do you want to get on the bed? Or maybe—”

“Here. On your knees.”

The guy pressed Larry’s face against his hairy chest. Larry squirmed for a minute, then breathed in deep. To his surprise, the stranger smelled good. His skin let off a hint of musk and spice mixed with an earthy man-scent. Larry’s pulse quickened, and blood surged to his cock. How was this guy turning him on? He didn’t know who—or what—he was.

“You ready to suck me?”

“Yeah.” He was. Something about this guy made him horny and willing to do whatever he asked.

Larry’s mouth watered as he knelt in front of his new friend. He loved giving head, so what was the harm? And, technically, this was still Greg’s cock—even if it was longer and thicker now. He drew the man’s meat into his mouth and sucked him.

“Ahh, God yes. Keep going, work the head.”

Larry trailed his tongue around the head of his penis and gave it a few quick sucks. The guy’s cock felt super hard and extra hot, like he had popped a few dozen male enhancement pills. This erection must be killing him.

“Do that again. Go slow, I wanna feel it.”

Larry obliged, and sucked him slow and steady. The guy moaned as he worked him. After a few minutes, the stranger’s hips rocked forward and he grabbed Larry’s head, holding him in place.

“Quicker now, I’m gonna come.”

Larry sucked him faster. The sooner this dude blew his load, the sooner he could get his face out of his hairy crotch and breathe.

“Yeah, yeah.”

The man’s penis twitched, and hot cum spurted into Larry’s mouth. He swallowed and was shocked when the man came again. Jesus, how long had it been since he’d been blown?

“Keep going. I ain’t done yet.”

Larry kept swallowing load after load as the guy climaxed again, and again. Finally spent, the stranger sighed and released him.

“Good boy.” The man patted Larry’s head and stepped back. “In ten minutes we’ll do it again.”

Again? So soon? Larry wiped his mouth with the back of his hand and stood. “Thanks, but no thanks. I only give out one freebie to strangers. I don’t know who you are but—”

“But what?” The guy arched a black eyebrow and folded his arms across his massive chest.

“I came here to see Greg and get answers from you about—”