Bareback Wolf Pack: Bound (Gay Werewolf Erotica)

Daniel has had a pretty wild night. Not only did he hook up with a random guy while insanely drunk, but it turns out this guy is a werewolf living with a bloodthirsty pack. Now Daniel is a member of the pack, and he's expected to go hunting with them his first night. How will Daniel handle his training at the hands of his insane Alpha wolf?

~Excerpt~

In walked nine insanely attractive men. I'm not meaning to exaggerate here; I considered how attractive they all were and I think my mental facilities are worse off for it. They all had builds similar to Max: not buff by any means, but they looked strong. Most of them were white guys, but a particularly handsome bald black guy was smiling at me from the back. They were uniformly dressed in t-shirts and blue jeans. They lined up in what looked like a rehearsed formation of two rows. Max stood in the front on the right end. He had a black eye that I didn't see last night, but his face was as blank as the rest of the men. They stood silent for moments before a tenth man walked in. He wore the same outfit, but seemed to carry himself just a bit taller. He had stark white hair with a heavy bit of stubble around his face. He had a nasty looking super villain-esque scar from his eyebrow to his upper cheek on the right side. His name was Jasper, I remembered.
"So this is our new boy, huh?" Jasper asked. He walked a slow circle around me, inspecting me like he was looking for dents in a new car. I felt immediately self conscious in my borrowed t-shirt and basketball shorts. "You always did pick the cute ones, Maximilian."
I couldn't help but blush. I know it was probably the worst possible thing to do. First day in the prison yard as Baby Werewolf and here I was blushing like the bottomest bitch. I figured I had to recover.
"You're Jasper I g-"
"I did not give you permission to speak, pup," he snarled. I felt the familiar force of my vocal cords cramping into uselessness. Jasper stared hard at me, as if he was daring me to move. I looked over his shoulder to Max, and he shook his head almost imperceptibly.
"Maximilian told you right. My name is Jasper, and I am your Alpha for life." He stepped forward until he was inches from my face. "What is your name, pup?" His voice was gruff, like he had been smoking every day since he was conceived. I figured a direct question safe enough to answer.
"Daniel," I said. Jasper hand smashed across my face before I saw him move.
"Incorrect," he barked. His face was bright red, filled with a boiling rage. "You have lost that name. Until I gift it back to you, your name is Pup. What is your name?"
My cheek burned with the prickle of nerves firing. Playing a lot was probably the smart move here. "Pup." My voice was more timid than I expected. Jasper gave me a large, wide smile. My blood went cold. This guy is bad news bounced around in my head.
Jasper leaned in closer, his nose almost touching mine. His hand grabbed roughly at my crotch. He didn't have to search for long through the thin material of the basketball shorts. His hand wrapped around my quickly growing shaft. He was making a deep grumble that wasn't unlike a wolf's growl.
"Maximilian, this one still needs to have his first shifting. Can you handle staying up today to babysit Pup?" Jasper asked. He turned, and gave Max a look that wasn't quite inquiring or a dare. He was slowly pumping my shaft through the shorts, and my erection was completely apparent now. Max stepped forward from his rank to stand beside Jasper and I.
"I'd be glad to," he said.
"Let's get to it, then," Jasper replied. He reached down, and gripped the sides of my shorts...