David just stood there, taking in one deep breath after another, while you just stood there in awe of the werewolf before you. David was not going to be content until he knew exactly what he was smelling and why he was smelling it. Frustrated that he couldn't figure it out, David growled under his breath, which made you jump and cower in fear slightly. Looking down at you and noticing this, David just chuckled.
"Aww... come on guy! You aren't afraid of this big bad ol' wolf are ya?"
Not knowing what to say or even how to begin answering that question, you just stood there as you were before. Looking up though, you notice that David was very occupied with what he was trying to figure out so desperately. While you watch his muzzled face, you wonder if you could slip away from this creature to get help, but as soon as you even twitched a single muscle, he looked down and deep into your eyes as if he was warning you. It was then, at that single moment of your defiance, his eyes lit up and you knew that he had figured it out.
"Grrrrrr... now I know what it was that I was smelling. I couldn't be sure until your recent act of minimal defiance toward me. You... you smell just like me."
"Wha... what do you mean?"
"I think you know exactly what I mean. You smell like me, a werewolf!"
"Like a werewolf!" You exclaimed with a loud gulp that even you were surprised to hear come from your body.
"Yes, like a werewolf. What else do you think I could have meant? Think about it, my new found werewolf brother, think of all the signs before you. The town you were born in, the beer that is only brewed and sold where you come from, and your very inquisitive seeking of werewolves. You realized that the print was mine, of a werewolf. You enjoy werewolf movies and literature, to the point where I know you fantasize about being one... I mean lets face it and be honest with yourself. You, like me, are a werewolf."
Happy to have found another one of his family, David opened his wolfish arms and embraced you into a nice, warm and furry hug. Honestly, you were not only surprised, but astounded at how good it felt to be embraced by him, not to mention having his exposed and wet cock slip under your shirt and brush against your warm flesh. Upon his doing so, you could hear a murr come from his throat and you knew that he was enjoying this as much as you were, to your own surprise.
"So my brother... I wonder what your trigger is."
"My... my trigger? I thought our... our kind only transformed by the light of the full moon."
"Nah, that isn't the case. Although, when the full moon is out, it lowers our human inhibitions, which helps us to transform. Me being the only werewolf that I knew of until now, I realized I would transform when I got aroused... especially when I watch another person transform into a similar form of my own. For example, the movie is what got me transforming... not the moon. Again, because it was starting to come out, that is why I left my dick out... not to mention I was hoping we could fool around and get you into an inquisitive state." He finished saying while smiling wryly.
"You know I told you that I am not gay or queer. However, since you have had your dick out for so long, I honestly have started to wonder what it was like to be with another man. You know, come to think of it... I only have these feelings when the moon is in it's stages of fullness."
"See! I knew you were like me, a werewolf through and through! So... let's see what your trigger is!"