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New Pack Rules Chapter 1
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Jack was nervous. No, not just nervous. Scared. As he walked down the hall to see the Alpha for the first time, the other guys gave him sympathetic looks or patted him on the shoulder. An especially big bruiser named Lennox said in a gruff voice, “Good luck, kid, you’re going to need it.” With all of the looks of pity Jack was receiving, he felt like he was on death row doing his final walk.
It was nice being part of a pack that seemed to care about its members, but it was nerve wracking that the entire pack seemed to be offering Jack their sympathies. Was the Alpha really all that bad? Jack was always resistant to joining a pack, because he heard from his mother how abusive and sadistic they could be with their pack members.
Yet, his new Alpha was a mystery to Jack. The young wolf had never had an Alpha before. He had wandered around, packless, ever since his mother left him to fend for himself. His father, apparently, was an Alpha, but Jack’s mother was not the wolf’s designated mate, so she had to leave the pack and have him in secret. Jack had never met the man, and hoped that he never would. His mother, though, had warned him many times about not crossing paths with an Alpha and the danger that could befall him if he did.
Alphas who abused their pack. Forced them to do horrible things. Fought them for sport. The worst of the worst, though, were the Alphas who treated their entire pack like their own personal harem, just as Jack’s father did. Those alphas who got off on raping and dominating even the males of the pack. If it came to that, Jack knew he wouldn’t be able to fight an Alpha off. Jack was small, smaller than an 18 year old wolf should be, due to his lack of sufficient sustenance growing up. Jack could only hope that his new Alpha wasn’t similar to his father in that respect.
Yesterday, he was close to starvation when he was circled by an entire pack, interrupting his meal of a rabbit that he had caught. Jack realized right away he was encroaching on this pack’s territory. Per custom, the pack would be within their rights to tear Jack limb from limb. Instead, the Alpha, a great big wolf, power and strength radiating from him, approached the young wolf and made him an offer he couldn’t refuse.
Now Jack was settling into his life as a member of a pack - but he was still wary of the Alpha. He had not seen much of the man since he had joined the pack and in fact had not seen him at all in human form.
Jack came to a stop before the large oak door with a gold sign that said “Alpha’s Quarters” on it. The young wolf wasn’t sure of the procedures, having not grown up in a pack. He decided it would be best to knock first, but before his knuckles even touched the wood the door flung open.
One of his pack mates stood before him. He had a darker complexion and like the rest of the pack, looked tough and masculine. Looking at the man’s arms bare from wearing a tank top, Jack could see that was covered in muscles and a few scars scattered around his body. The man stumbled forward, evidently not seeing Jack due to being almost a foot taller. Jack’s head was roughly shoved in between the man’s heaving pecs, a chest so large it looked like a shelf.
“Fuck! Hey pup, I’m sorry. I just… what are you doing here?” The man seemed out of breath and flustered, his cheeks slightly red from exertion. What could have caused that?, thought Jack.
Jack quivered. He didn’t want to anger this man, who could easily flatten him.
“You called for me… sir? Alpha-sir?”
The larger man just gaped at Jack in disbelief. After picking his jaw up off the floor, he stammered, “How… Moons you’re so young! How old are ya pup?”
Jack puffed his chest out, trying to look more his age. He has always been small, and many people didn’t believe him when he told them his real age. “I’m 18 sir, my birthday was a few months ago.”
The larger man’s eyes bugged out. “18? Moons what made him… seriously, he’s too much, this isn’t right,” the man muttered to himself.
“Sir?” Jack asked, trying to hide his obvious intimidation.
“Pup, I’m not the Alpha. If I were you, I’d get outta here bef-“
“SAMSON!” A deep growl echoed from deeper into the room that Samson was blocking.
Samson immediately cowered, stooping down so he wasn’t standing at his full height. “I’m sorry Alpha, I apologize for meddling. Your judgment is not to be questioned.”
“That’s right,” the voice snarled, “Now leave so I can have a private chat with our new pup.”
Samson let out a small whine and left; if he were in wolf form, he would have his tail in between his legs. The alpha is that strong, to reduce such a huge man to that?, Jack thought to himself. That wasn’t good news. Jack knew if the Alpha could scare a man like Samson, the scrawny wolf had no chance.
Nevertheless Jack knew he couldn’t keep his new Alpha waiting, so he entered the room. Now that Samson wasn’t blocking the way, he could see clearly. In front of him was a large desk with a computer on it. But the Alpha wasn’t sitting behind it. Jack sensed his presence off to the side, and turned with a start.
The Alpha was sitting on a lounge facing a chair. When Jack laid eyes on the man, his breath caught. He now knew why Samson was so intimidated. The Alpha was slightly smaller than Samson, but he radiated power and strength. He appeared to be in his 40s, with shaggy hair, a short beard, and deep red eyes, almost a maroon. The man was in fantastic shape - bulging muscles all over. Jack knew this because, for some reason, the Alpha wasn’t wearing a shirt.
Jack could see every rippled of the muscles on his new Alpha’s tanned torso. The large pecs that somehow put Samson’s to shame, topped with a pair of dark nipples. His torso was covered in a dense layer of fur, but Jack still made out a solid set of abs underneath. His biceps were the size of small melons, the veins on them bulging with even the slightest movements. The man was a specimen of masculinity, sensual without even trying.
Why is he not wearing clothes?, thought Jack, What is he going to do to me? Is he one of those Alphas that would take even a male for his harem? Jack nervously eyed the door, and made a slight start to run away.
“STOP!” The booming voice that erupted from the Alpha’s mouth made Jack yelp, freezing him into place. “SIT!” the voice commanded again, and despite his fear, Jack felt his legs move on their own accord, lowering him into the chair that was facing the Alpha.
Jack didn’t know what to say. His mouth felt as dry as sandpaper. Every one of Jack’s enhanced senses were on high alert, warning him about the danger that was imminent. Jack knew the only way out would be to cower and do whatever the Alpha wanted - he would try to make his escape later. Even if that meant letting the Alpha mate with him.
The alpha leaned back on the lounge, spreading his legs slightly. He was only wearing shorts, for some reason, and Jack could clearly see the man’s tree trunk thighs, strong enough to crush a man’s skull in between them. They too were hairy, which made the Alpha look like he was almost in his half-wolf form. For some reason, Jack couldn’t take his eyes off the beefy thighs, so powerful but also clearly covered in a layer of fat that just made them… mouth watering.
“Eyes up, pup,” the Alpha commanded. Jack instantly straightened his back and raised his eyes to meet the Alpha’s. He still couldn’t make eye contact. The young wolf had heard from his mother about how making eye contact with an Alpha was an invitation to fight.
“I said, look here, pup. Don’t make me tell you again.” Was this a trick? Still, Jack gave up, raising his pale blue eyes to meet the Alpha’s red ones, already glowing slightly. As soon as he did so, he felt a shiver travel down his body, resting in his groin. Not a shiver of fear but…something else.
“Welcome to our pack, pup. I am Alpha Ethan. The men you have met today were all selected by me. They all share a certain… quality, that I find desirable. To stay in this pack, you need to meet that requirement. The purpose today is to test you, and if you please me, I will welcome you to this pack with open arms. You will be safe, fed, and protected. You will not want for anything again, as long as you keep me satisfied.”
Jack was confused. Alpha Ethan wanted something from him, but he seemed to be avoiding saying exactly what that was.
“Tell me about yourself, pup.”
“Yes… sir? Alpha?”
“Either is fine.”
“Yes, Alpha. Um… My name is Jack.I uh… I have no pack. Or family. As soon as I turned 18 a few months ago, my mother left me, saying I was a man now and had to fend for myself.” Jack’s eyes grew hot, and he tried his hardest not to let the tears fall, knowing if he did so he would appear weak to Alpha Ethan and would never be allowed in the pack.
Alpha Ethan leaned back, his eyes traveling up and down Jack’s scrawny body, taking the thin frame in, as if drinking him up. “Why are you so small, pup? You do not look like a full-grown wolf.” The Alpha seemed doubtful about Jack’s age. Why was it so important that he was 18? Packs could accept pups of any age. But was that the requirement the Alpha was talking about earlier? There was no reason to have the requirement be that he was an adult.
Jack’s head went down so that he could try to hide the tears forming in the corners of his eye. “I… I’m sorry sir. My mother… we had a very hard life. We were packless. She tried to hunt enough for the both of us. But… I spent many days hungry.”
Jack glanced back at the Alpha. Ethan stared at him, and for once Jack relaxed. Because the man’s gaze, while still powerful and stern, also displayed empathy for Jack’s situation.
“Well… Jack. If you join this pack, we will make sure you are fed to help you grow to your… full size.” The Alpha licked his lips at his last two words. What did that mean?, thought Jack. Did that mean… no, was he one of those evil Alphas who ate the runts of their pack?
“Yes, sir I will grow big, I promise, I’ll be as big as you want me, I’ll be huge if that will keep you happy, Alpha.” Jack knew he was groveling, but the fear in his stomach had settled and he would do anything to get himself out of this situation.
“Mmm… yes. I would like that very much. I like the men of my pack to be… huge.” Once again, the Alpha licked his lips.
Jack gasped. This was it, wasn’t it? He was going to die. The Alpha was licking his lips like Jack was a shivering fawn. Any minute, he would lunge forward and bear his fangs down on Jack’s neck. Jack dropped to his knees and began begging, now unable to hold back the tears.
“Please, sir, don’t hurt me, I’ll do anything, please I beg of you! I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I’m sorry!” Jack was crying so hard that his whole body shook. He closed his eyes tight and waited for the pain. Jack felt the Alpha’s powerful hands close on his rail-thin arm, and he yelped.
“Pup, calm down. Stop it, pull yourself together. I am not going to hurt you. If you fail to reach my expectations, I will simply expel you from my territory, with a pack of rations to last you to your next destination. I am not a cruel Alpha. I treat my pack with kindness, though I have high expectations. One might say I even treat my pack like my family, a father to them all,” the alpha said, chuckling to himself.
Jack was pulled to his feet, too fearful to resist. Could he believe the Alpha’s words? But he was so strong… so large. Suddenly, the Alpha’s arms circled around Jack and pulled the young wolf in close, a tight embrace that pushed the Alpha’s torso against the pup. Jack’s face was once again nuzzled in between two large pecs. As a reflex, he took in the musky smell of the Alpha, a deep breath from the crevice of his chest.
“Mmm… that’s right, pup. Breathe me in. Smell your Alpha.” Jack had no idea why, but the smell of Alpha Ethan calmed him down, almost like aromatherapy. His body began to feel loose, his head somewhat cloudy. Though he did feel that familiar stirring in his groin again.
There was something about having his Alpha’s arms wrapped around his young body that put Jack at ease. It was a feeling he had never felt before. Of being protected, a warm body pressed up against his, and powerful male figure that treated him kindly. While Jack had never wanted to meet his father, he always wished he had a father, an older male figure that could help guide him through life.
Jack kept taking deep pulls of the Alpha’s musk from his body, shifting his head slightly so that he was pressed up against one pec. The muscle was incredible - both the size of it, but also how soft and squishy it was. Jack always thought muscle was hard, but Alpha Ethan’s body had the perfect balance of hardness and softness that put Jack at ease.
“Hmm… do you like my chest, pup?” Ethan said with a chuckle. Jack could only respond by nodding his head, too caught up in his huffing of the older man’s scent.
“I’m sorry, Jack. I had meant to only intimidate you, but I think I overdid it. I like to put the fear into my new packmates, to avoid any… misconceptions that might arise later.” Jack had no idea what Ethan was talking about, but just nodded along. The musk was getting to the scrawny wolf, and the stirring in his groin was becoming a throb.
Ethan shifted so that his thick thigh was in between Jack’s legs. He raised it slightly, and Jack felt it press into his groin. The young wolf let out a little moan, realizing that he was getting hard. Shame washed over him. Jack stopped his huffing and pulled away from his Alpha’s chest, looking up to see if he had angered the man with his perversion.
“Yes, Jack… that’s what I want. Keep going, pup.” To Jack’s surprise, Alpha Ethan seemed to like what Jack was doing. So Jack did what felt natural, and moved back to Ethan’s pecs, this time smelling the other one. “There we go…” Ethan moaned, grabbing Jack’s head and gently pushing him in closer.
That action caused Jack’s open mouth to be pressed against the meaty pec. If Jack dared, he could dart out his tongue, and get a taste of the Alpha’s flesh. If the smell alone was having this effect, imagine what licking it would do, Jack thought to himself. Jack hesitated at first, but when he slowly stuck out his tongue, making the slightest contact with Ethan’s pec, his whole world exploded. The taste of his Alpha set fire to all of Jack’s synapses.
“Yessss…” Ethan hissed, “taste me, pup. Get a good taste of this Alpha.” Jack gasped when he felt Ethan rub his thigh against Jack’s groin, his cock now close to full mast. Jack was in some alternate plane of existence. One where an Alpha would hold him like this, allow him to do these things. Am I dreaming?, Jack thought.
“You like this chest, pup? There you go. Taste more. You’re making your Alpha feel good. You like to make your Alpha feel good, don’t you?” Ethan said, Jack nodding in reply. With Ethan’s encouragement, Jack grew bolder. Ethan gripped Jack’s hair and gently guided his mouth over the older man’s nipple. Jack didn’t even need any instructions. He instantly took Ethan’s nipple into his mouth and began to suck. The young wolf’s tongue circled the hard nub and sucked it in deep, enjoying feeling it grow harder in his mouth. Jack was reminded of how he used to suckle his mother’s teats when he was only a pup… though now clearly the circumstances were different.
“You do that so well, pup. You’re making your Alpha very happy. Touch them more,” Ethan praised, helping Ethan feel more comfortable and confident in his actions. He tentatively raised a hand up, hovering just over the older man’s round, meaty chest, but unable to close the gap. Ethan chuckled and grabbed Jack’s wrist, pushing it against his chest and letting out a low moan at the contact.
Jack’s hands closed over the muscle and gave it a hard squeeze. He was mesmerized by the feel of it. So strong and soft… hard but bouncy. With one nipple in his mouth, Jack’s hand worked the other pec, squeezing and massaging it, his thumb brushing up against the nipple.
“Yes, yes pup. There. Keep going,” Ethan encouraged the young wolf. Jack liked how he was pleasing his alpha. For some reason, a desire to make Ethan happy overwhelmed Jack’s entire existence, like his purpose in life was to fulfill his Alpha’s desires. Was this what being in a pack was like?
Jack traded places, his mouth moving over the nipple that he had been groping, his other hand giving the spit-covered muscle a tight squeeze. He grew hungry, like he was starving for it. Like he wanted to taste his Alpha all over, head to toe. What was this feeling?
In his life, Jack had never felt a desire to mate. Which was understandable, because his mother and he rarely came across other wolves. Yet, in the presence of this Alpha, Jack’s erection was painfully hard, rubbing in his patchy jeans against Ethan’s muscular thigh. He was rutting, and Ethan seemed to enjoy what he was doing.
“Good job, pup. Good boy,” Ethan smirked again as he grabbed Jack’s chin and gently pulled him off. Jack almost led out a hungry whine, but quickly stopped himself. What was happening to him?
“D-did I do well, sir?” Jack gulped looking up at his Alpha, the larger man dwarfing him.
“Very well. Very, very well, pup. A promising start.” Ethan stepped back, leaving a gap between them. Jack was unsure what to do until Ethan padded a spot next to him on the lounge. Sitting next to the Alpha? Was that typical, Jack thought, his lack of knowledge of pack customs making him unsure of himself. Still, he obeyed. Not out of fear this time but out of an overwhelming desire to please his Alpha.
As Jack sat down on the plush lounge, he wondered why such an unusual piece of furniture was even in the Alpha’s den. Wouldn’t a couch have made more sense? Though, perhaps Alpha Ethan liked to take naps during the day.
Jack’s wandering thoughts were interrupted by Ethan’s large hands pawing all over his body. He seemed to be inspecting Jack’s skinny body. The hands roaming over Jack’s body put him at ease. Was his Alpha checking his lack of muscles?
“Hm… once we put some food in your mouth you’ll get some meat on your bones,” Ethan said, continuing his massage, gripping the pup’s sharp shoulders, stick-like arms, flat stomach and protruding ribcage.
“Your body is clearly stunted because of starvation and malnutrition… but your frame is quite solid. You are small but have broad shoulders. Unusual for a pup from your circumstances to have such a sturdy body,” Ethan pondered, his hands going lower. Jack made eye contact with Ethan again, those red eyes absorbing him in, a gaze full of hunger and curiosity.
“Maybe… maybe it’s because my father was an Alpha, sir,” Jack looked away, embarrassed about the fact for some reason. Yes, he was born to an alpha who didn’t even want him. The shame made his heart feel heavy and he felt tears form once again.
Ethan grabbed Ethan’s chin and turned him so their eyes met. “None of that, pup. Nothing to be ashamed of. In fact, I would say that is a good thing. A very good thing indeed,” Ethan said, his voice thick with… desire?
His hand had now wandered down to Jack’s lower half, massaging the space between his groin and legs. He was inches away from Jack’s rock hard cock. He rubbed in small circular motions, his eyes dropping down to take in the tent of the young wolf beside him, full of hunger.
“Take these off, pup,” Ethan said thickly. Jack scrambled to obey, lifting his hips and roughly pulling down his tattered pants in one motion. He heard a telltale rip, but simply tossed them aside to deal with later. If all went well, the pack would likely supply Jack with new clothes anyways.
Jack heard a loud exhale beside him. Ethan looked down, his eyes laser focused on Jack’s bare cock, bobbing in the air as it throbbed rhythmically, a long vein working overtime to supply the organ with blood. The attention made Jack squirm. Was this good, or bad?
“Jack…” Ethan swallowed, drool forming in his mouth, “Jack… do you know that you have a cock that is… exceptionally large?” The man’s voice was thick, his breathing going heavy, his eyes glowing more intensely than before.
Jack only shook his head. He didn’t know, because he was raised alone, by his mother, and had truthfully never seen another man’s erect penis before. Jack had simply thought that his size was typical, small even, to match his frame. But was that not the case?
Because, truth be told, Jack’s cock was enormous. Easily at least the length of a ruler, topped with an apple-sized cockhead, and two heavy round balls the size of oranges that were filled with cum. Jack was familiar with masturbation, having discovered it while rutting against the grass until he released the pent up tension in his balls. Still, he never thought anything unusual about his size.
“As expected of an Alpha’s son…” Ethan’s nostrils flared, licking his lips again. “Jack, this is what I had mentioned earlier. This is the requirement to be part of my pack. Each member of my pack needs to be a certain size, gifted with a large cock that can please me. But you, Jack, you dwarf all the other members of the pack, even the ones who are a foot taller than you and weigh twice your size.”
Jack’s mouth gaped in disbelief. Seriously? He had no idea. And he also didn’t know that having such a large cock was so desirable? He knew about mating, his mother had taught him. But that didn’t explain why Alpha Ethan cared so much about the size of his pack’s cocks, to the point where it was a requirement to join.
“Jack, I need to explain something to you.” Ethan got up, turning to face Jack, looking down at the boy. From this angle, Jack could see Ethan’s taught stomach, his two pecs bouncing slightly. Jack’s cock throbbed painfully and a small spurt of pre-cum bubbled out of his piss-slit. Jack gulped in anticipation.
Ethan turned around, his back facing the young wolf. Ethan let out a gasp so loud it seemed to reverberate throughout the room, which made Ethan chuckle. While Jack wasn’t familiar with the typical size of an erect penis, he had seen other men before, and he knew right away that Ethan’s butt was exceptional in every aspect. Exceptionally round, exceptionally large, and exceptionally bouncy. Even just turning around made Ethan’s globular cakes shift together slightly. Jack’s cock throbbed painfully again.
Ethan sighed, keenly aware of the effect his ass was having on the young wolf. “I am not a True Alpha, Jack. Not as your father was. I am still an Alpha, but a different kind. A kind that is very rare. In fact, there are less than a dozen of us in this world that I am aware of. This is a secret that I guard very closely. Your performance has earned you this knowledge.”
Jack nodded, Ethan’s voice going into one ear and out the other. The pup tried to clamp his mouth closed to stop the drooling, and his hand shot out to grip his cock. Before he could do so, he was interrupted.
“No touching yourself, Jack. That is rule number one of this pack,” Ethan said sternly, leaving Jack frozen in his tracks. No touching himself? How was he meant to survive? Did Ethan expect his pack to live celibate lives like monks?
“Pay attention to what I’m saying, pup. It’s important.” Jack shook his head to jostle himself awake again, tearing his eyes aware from the magnificent ass that was only a couple feet away from his face. Ethan looked over his shoulder to confirm that Jack's attention was rapt, then grabbed the waistband of his shorts and slowly pulled them down.
It was like the world was in slow motion. Jack ached as it felt like Ethan took hours to peel down those tight shorts that encased his glorious bubble butt. As he bent down, the round cheeks shifted slightly. Once the shorts were down his ankles, Ethan kicked them away, which only made his ass cheeks violently bounce then clap together. Jack’s cock was so painfully hard that it almost brought tears to his eyes.
“Good… good boy, Jack. I am an Alpha, but a special kind. That is to say, I am an Alpha-Omega.” The words stopped Jack dead in his tracks. An Alpha-Omega? His mother had explained to him the secondary genders of wolves when he was younger. Alphas who were socially and sexually dominant, whose seed was especially virile. Jack’s father. Omegas, who were smaller, went into heat cycles, and were especially fertile. Jack’s mother. The rest were Betas, who had no exceptional characteristics. His mother had even told him that there were rare cases of male Omegas, who were somehow able to get pregnant and bear a litter. But what was an Alpha-Omega?
As if reading his mind, Ethan continued his explanation. “Socially, I am an Alpha. I can command a pack with ease. In body, I am also an Alpha. I am large and strong and muscular. However, not every part of my body is that of an Alpha’s. Instead, I have some characteristics of Omegas. I go into heat cycles, which need to be dealt with in the typical way. Although I am unable to bear children, I have a large ass to entice mates, as is typical of Omegas. And…”
Ethan reached behind himself and grabbed each cheek in his head. Even his massive mitts could barely palm his globes. Bending over slightly, the Alpha pulled apart his cheeks to reveal…
“FUCK!” Jack screamed. He couldn’t believe his eyes. In between those two cheeks was a slightly slit-shaped, perfectly pink tight hole. But not just any hole. It was throbbing, yawning and closing slightly, as if a hungry baby bird. And the rivulets of clear fluid that dripped from it indicated that he was currently sexually aroused.
“This is my pussy, Jack. I am an Alpha, but I have a pussy. Unfortunately, I have an Alpha sexual appetite but an Omega’s needs. So, that is why I need a pack that can fulfill these needs for me. That is why my pack is only for the men with the largest dicks that can mate with me the way I like, the way I need.”
Ethan let out a moan as a glob of gooey juice dribbled out of his pussy. “The minute I saw your cock, Jack, I began to go into heat. This is what your mere presence is doing to me.” It was only now that Jack realized the delicious smell he was huffing earlier was not musk - it was mating pheromones. That explained why it made Jack’s head cloudy and seemed to work as an aphrodisiac.
“I need you to fuck me, Jack. I need it hard and good. I need you to dump the contents of those swollen balls into my pussy until it squirts. And if you do that, pup, then you’ll have a place in this pack. Do you understand?”
Jack gulped. What was happening? How was this real? His senses were so overwhelmed, there were a million competing thoughts crashing against each other inside his head. But one thought was louder than all the rest, drowning them out as a primitive, animalistic voice in his head snarled one word over and over.
“Yes,” Jack snarled, and launched himself at the larger man.
Comments
Excited to see where this goes!
Commander Proton
Good god, I want more of this!
Andrew C
I love it! I can't wait for more.
B87
Amazing!!!!!! Well-wwritten, I love the tension.
