College Magic Cycle

College Magic Cycle: Magery Chapter 5

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My Stories

·         College Magic (authoritarian and sf/fantasy)

·         Jack and the Giant (sf/fantasy)

·         Sacred Submissives (authoritarian and sf/fantasy)

·         Bellus Cinaedus (authoritarian and historical)

·         Guardian Angel (authoritarian and sf/fantasy)

·         Nivean and the Dvergar (authoritarian)

·         Small Town Slave Boys (authoritarian)

·         Desert Heat (beginnings)

·         Eros in Arcadia (Sf/fantasy)

·         Constituent Services (Encounters)

Magery Chapter 5

Sebastian

It had taken some arm twisting to get enough mages willing to work on the weekend to complete the ritual Jason had asked for. I'd looked up the going rate for magic of this kind and each of the nine participants would be receiving 2 aurei for their services. At one ounce per aureus that came to about $3500 each this weekend for 9 hours work. I'd told Jason that it would take more time, but that was an estimate. Professor Thorne showed me that the effect Jason wanted could be brought about by a variation on a standardized ritual. She also agreed to lead the ritual because she was concerned that the velamen arcanum not be violated on her watch. She did insist that Jason be here for the ritual since it was, in her words, his screw up that made the ritual necessary in the first place. We were going to begin the work at 10:00 PM on Saturday and work through 7:00 AM on Sunday. It was easier to work powerful magic at night.

That meant that I had to be sure and give Ethan his surprise tonight. I'd be busy tomorrow night. And did I ever have a lot to do. I'd asked Remy Adler to leave Micah on campus tonight to begin the one-week cool-down period on his oath-taking, but he'd insisted that he had possession of Micah until Friday ended. If I'd wanted to be a jerk, I could have insisted on picking him up midnight, but I settled for Remy dropping him off at 8:00 AM Saturday morning instead.

While Ethan slept, I contacted Elijah and he agreed to keep Micah at his house this weekend so he could see a different kind of dominant-submissive relationship in action. I would have to ask Jason and Erik if they could take responsibility for him the next weekend. After that it would be family weekend, and hopefully his mother would be here.

Somehow, Ethan had allowed me to become his alarm clock. It was an added responsibility that I didn't need but looking at him sprawled face down on the bed I didn't care. The sheet had been tossed aside, exposing his small round butt. He was muscular, but in that natural boyish way that reflected good genes more than an exercise program. I should just buy him a good magical alarm bracelet, but for now I'd have to do it the mundane way.

I sat on the edge of the bed and traced his storm sigils with my hand. There'd been very little lightning discharge last night when he came so it seemed his channels were clearing. Ethan stirred beneath my touch, so I let my hand slide down to cup his butt while I bent to kiss his temple. That's when I noticed that he was only pretending to be asleep.

I smacked his butt playfully and said, "I can see that you're awake, Golden Boy. You need to get up before I need to really spank you."

Ethan started giving off a loud fake snore, so I gave him three rapid swats to his butt that he couldn't ignore. "I'm up!" he shouted after the third stroke.

We were both laughing. He jumped up and ran to the bathroom, his morning wood flopping, and his butt flexing with each step. I adjusted myself while he was gone and checked the schedule. He still had an hour and a half before his first class, and I had two hours before mine. I was just contemplating whether we had time for some fun this morning when he came out of the bathroom and walked over to me. He was still hard.

"Um, Sebastian, Marvin the healer told me that I shouldn't masturbate when I'm like this. He said that I should find you and ask you to take care of it," he said, standing with his hands on his hips.

I stood up and kissed his pretty lips, then said, "By all means, lie down on the bed and I'll give you your healer ordered morning orgasm."

He jumped into bed and stretched out flat. I sat down and stroked him a couple of times, but he put his hand on my arm and said, "Marvin said it didn't help unless it was reciprocal, so I need to do you too."

I used my deponere vestamenta spell to remove my clothes, then I lay down next to him and wrapped my arm under his neck so we could kiss while we slowly stroked one another to orgasm. It didn't take long. Ethan was always horny, and I was young enough to be almost always horny. We came quickly and there was almost no lighting discharge. I did notice that his storm sigils glowed when he came, brighter than they had before, so I assumed whatever blockage he'd been experiencing had finally gone away.

When Ethan ran off to his Latin class, I used a mirror sending spell to call Remy. It took him several minutes to answer. I just kept the spell working until he did. "Hello, Sebastian," he said. "What can I do for you this morning?"

"I'm busy this morning so I was wondering when I can expect Micah to report to school this morning," I asked.

He scowled and said, "His only class isn't until later, so I was going to drop him off just after lunch."

"That won't do," I said. "He has a study session that he needs to get to, and I need to check on his homework, so I need him to be here no later than 9:00 AM every day."

"That wasn't part of the deal you made with my father, Sebastian," he said with an angry tone.

"It is part of the deal I made with his mother when I agreed to supervise his studies. He needs to be on campus from 9:00 AM to 4:00 PM every day, Monday through Friday, plus whatever other mandatory study times are necessary," I insisted. "I want to be able to report to his mother that you are doing everything necessary to support his education."

"You're going to go too far, Sebastian. You know who I am and who my father is," he snarled.

He didn't frighten me, and I was still angry with him over his attempt to beguile me the other day. I smiled and said, "I'll be kind and assume that you weren't trying to threaten a Conclave agent, because if you were, you would have just implicated your father in a class one offense against the Codex Legalis and I would have to report it to the Conclave."

"9:00 AM!" he snarled.

I sat back and smiled. Remy Adler had made a mistake trying to bully me. I saved a magical record of the conversation and filed it away for my next report to Claviger Esther Blume.

Oliver

"What if Remy won't let him come for the study session? You know how controlling he is, and Micah needs these sessions. He's not going to pass without them," Cameron said for the third time this morning.

"Don't worry about it, Cam. If Micah doesn't show up, I'll talk to Sebastian about it. And if that doesn't work, I'll wait until I see Remy on campus and I'll take care of it," I replied.

Cameron started to say object, but I put up a hand and repeated, "I'll take care of it. I'm not afraid of Remuel Adler."

It was true. I'd been afraid of him back in the Academia, especially right after he'd raped me, but I soon realized that I was twice the mage he was. I doubt that had changed. If anything, I'd probably widened the gap since I'd been studying magic theory hard in the last few years. My cousin, Valerio DaSilva had taught me a lot of things last summer while he was visiting, and he'd completed advanced work in magical theory and was working for the Conclave doing secret work on numina flows. I was itching to try out that curse that would make Remy drool diarrhea, and I was sure that I'd perfected an alternate magical signature so that no one could identify me as the caster by examining the curse. Furthermore, I had a spell lock prepared that he'd never guess.

"Fine! I'll let you handle it, Oliver, but watch out for Remy. You may be a better mage than he is, but he's bigger than you and if he gets his hands on you, you won't be able to wave a wand at him," Cameron warned.

I shrugged and said, "I have something for that, something I can trigger with a word. Don't worry about me. He'll never get his hands on me again, and if he tries, he'll regret it."

Cameron shook his head like he didn't believe me, but he let it go. He was like that sometimes, and he worried too much. He'd be a better mage if he didn't worry so much about making mistakes that he overthought everything and then made the very mistakes he'd been trying to avoid.

He sighed and said, "Are you coming down to get breakfast?"

"I should be down in a little while," I replied. "I have a few things to do first. Go ahead and get started and keep an eye out for Micah."

When Cameron left, I finished packing my bag for the day. I `d just finished fastening the straps when there was a knock on the door. Ever since Sebastian had told us about the hunters on campus, I'd been cautious. So, I used a simple spell to let me see through the door and I saw Eduardo standing there. He was alone, so I let him in.

"Hola, Oliver," he said. I'd noticed that Eduardo often sprinkled Spanish in his conversation, but he had a distinct Virginia accent even when he did.

"Hello," I said in response. "I'm surprised to see you up here. I was just about to head down to breakfast."

"Well, I wanted to talk to you before you went down to the others. I ... well, I was talking to one of my alphas the other day and he said ... Dammit, Oliver, you don't make things easy, do you?" he said, with his Virginia drawl.

I was confused, and I was even more confused when he grabbed me and kissed me. Then he wrapped his arms around me and kissed me again. I was surprised, but it felt good, so I kissed him back. When he pulled away, he said, "I've been wanting to do that for more than a week now."

"Why didn't you say something?" I asked. His dark good looks had been distracting me from the moment he sat next to me the second day of class. He was one of the reasons I'd created this study group in the first place. High minded purposes aside, I'd wanted to get to know Eduardo better.

"Because despite being a genius and the smartest guy I know, you are remarkably unobservant. I've taken you out twice on a date, and you didn't seem to even realize we were dating," he said.

Understanding blossomed in my mind. I was embarrassed because it was true. Looking back in hindsight, going to coffee, and then going to lunch alone, just the two of us had been dates. At the time I hadn't realized it. I felt like a fool, but I let it slide. It was in the past and if Eduardo had just asked me on a date instead of trying to be sly, I wouldn't have misread the situation. I'd thought he was just being nice to the nerdy guy.

"I was afraid that you wouldn't want to go out with me, and that you wouldn't even want to be friends with me if I asked you out and you didn't like me that way, but when I talked to Simon, he said I should take a chance and kiss you. Now I have and you aren't saying anything, and I don't know what you're thinking, whether you like me the way I like you or if you're going to tell me to go away," he rambled.

It was crude, but I shut him up by grabbing him and kissing him. "I like you too, Eduardo," I said. "I'm not very observant, as you know, so I didn't know how you felt."

"Do you want to go out to dinner with me, just the two of us, and then maybe a movie?" he asked.

"Tonight?" I asked. I was running over my schedule again in my mind. I was free. Cameron wouldn't be happy to be left alone, but I wanted to take a chance and go out with Eduardo. "That will work if you're free."

"Yes! I'm free, and I'm paying," he said. "I'll get the details and send them to you. Oh, and I have a car, so we can drive there."

He was excited, and so was I, even though I had trouble showing it. We went down to breakfast. I thought Cam must have noticed something because he gave me a quizzical look. I raised an eyebrow and put a hand on Eduardo's arm. I wondered if even my liberal mother would be happy if she found out that I was dating a versipelles. Some prejudices ran deep in the mage community.

After breakfast, we went to the library for our study group. This time, everyone was there. I was at the head of the table, with Kyle at the far end. Eduardo was to my right and Cameron to my left. Tristan was next to Cameron this morning and Ethan was on the other side of him. Micah was between Kyle and Eduardo. His collar and cuffs were prominently on display this morning, and he was wearing rather short shorts, although they were still more modest than Kyle's. He'd shown up with Ethan just before the meeting.

Kyle always looked good, although he'd look better if he lost the remainder of his gut. He'd been working on it, but he needed to lose another ten to fifteen pounds. Maybe I'd give him a boost next week. I was sure there was a spell like that in Transmutationes Practicales by Hecuba Primrose. I had a copy back in my room.

Everyone had come prepared except for Micah. He has his notebook, but he hadn't reviewed the material at all. I was going to keep a record for Sebastian because it looked to me like Remy was interfering with Micah's education. Kyle projected his notes again and he shared his notes with those of us with computers. I was able to elaborate on some of his points. One of these days, I would convince Micah and Cameron to use a computer. Like a lot of mages from old families they had an aversion to mundane technology. I didn't. They were too useful. Of course, my dad had made some magical enhancements to mine, but it was essentially still a high-end Dell. Ethan had a very cheap old laptop that was constantly losing connection. He could take advantage of the shared documents, but I would have to make a hard copy of the notes for Micah and Cameron when we were done.

After the session, Cameron, Ethan, and Micah had to run to their lab class. Kyle went back to the dorm. His master kept him on as tight a leash as Remy did Micah. It made me sick.

Tristan, Eduardo, and I were free until this afternoon. We spent some time discussing what to do with the four hours before class while we watched some shirtless guys throwing a frisbee around on the quad. If I had any doubts about Tristan's sexuality, they were laid to rest when I heard him critiquing the guys' physiques. No straight guy would notice so many details about another guy's body.

"Do you guys want to get come lunch?" Tristan asked. "There's a place I know where we can get better sandwiches than we can on campus."

"Do they have anything vegetarian for Oliver?" Eduardo asked. I was impressed that he'd noticed that I didn't eat meat, or maybe he'd been asking around about me.

"Momma's Kitchen has salads and soups, too. Some of them are vegetarian," Tristan replied.

We agreed and started walking, but we stopped by my dorm room and left our bags so we wouldn't have to carry them. We'd left the front gate and headed toward Main Street. Eduardo and Oliver were flanking me, and both seemed to be looking out for something. We'd turned down Main, heading for the park when Tristan whispered, "I need to tell you both something. There's no danger, but Momma Jones wants to meet both of you. She guarantees your protection."

"Who is she?" I asked, suddenly curious.

"She's the pack leader for our tribe and she's the owner of Momma's Kitchen," Tristan replied. "She's a good judge of character and she wants to talk with you both face to face so she can get a good read on you. That's all. She'll give you lunch for free and just wants to make sure of your motives."

Eduardo looked nervous. "Are you saying that you're leading me into a place where I'll be surrounded by wererats without any of my own pack to watch my back?"

"You'll be safe. I promise. Momma Jones promised me, and her word is her bond. Chances are that you would have come down to the park sometime and stopped in the restaurant anyway. It's no different. Once she's convinced that you aren't plotting something, you'll be under her protection. None of the pack will dark touch you then," he pleaded.

"Please don't be mad at me. I'm telling you now while there's still time to call a Lyft and get back to campus if you don't want to go. But I'm telling you that your own pack leader has been begging for just this chance you're getting. He's been trying to get a meeting with Momma Jones, but she wanted to meet with you instead. If she likes you well enough, she'll probably agree to meet with Drew."

Eduardo still looked nervous. I put my hand on his shoulder and said, "I think we should agree, Eduardo. I'll be there too, and I'll send a message to Sebastian telling him where we're going. No one will dare to risk trouble with the Conclave, not with custodes now stationed in town. It'll be fine."

Eduardo reached out and took my hand. He nodded and we walked the rest of the way with our hands clasped together. I sent a quick message spell to Sebastian, as I promised. On the way we picked up a tail. A couple of young women were following. They drew no closer, but they followed all the way to the restaurant.

It was a homey place, like a nice diner. There was a counter, but we were seated at a table back near the kitchen, where we were joined by an older women dressed in a casual dress and a lot of costume jewelry.

"Welcome boys. I'm Momma Jones and I'm glad you were able to meet with me today. Please don't hold it against Tristan that he brought you here, Eduardo. If your pack leader told you to do something, I imagine you would have to do it. It's the same with him," she said with a smile.

"It's fine, ma'am," Eduardo replied. "It was just a little bit frightening to come into territory without backup."

She smiled again and tapped her long lacquered nails on the wooden tabletop. "If you'd come with backup, you wouldn't have made it, my little wolf cub."

"What do you need from us, ma'am," I asked cautiously. I wasn't afraid they'd do anything to us. Like I'd told Eduardo earlier, I didn't think the muripelles would risk trouble with the Conclave by luring a mage into their territory and allowing him to come to harm.

"I'll get to you in moment, mageling, since you're the one stirring the pot, but first I want to talk to Eduardo," she replied.

She turned back to him and said, "I was afraid that you were in a relationship with Tristan, but I can see by your body language that you're into the mageling next to you. That makes it easier. There are a lot of folks in both our packs who wouldn't be happy if the two of you were together, but they should be able to accept a friendship, no matter how weird they deem it to be. If Tristan came back here smelling of wolf on the other hand, I couldn't even guarantee his safety."

She turned to Tristan and asked, "Who is it then, Tristan? It's not this mage who's leaving his scent on you. Don't you dare look surprised. None of my pack can do anything without it eventually getting back to me."

Tristan blushed and whispered, "His name is Aidan Lennan, and he lives in town. I think he's a mage, but I don't know for sure."

She nodded and said, "Good. Now, my little mageling, I need to know what your agenda is. Why are you risking conflict by putting two tribes that have a history of conflict together in one group?"

I probably should have felt more fear in that moment than I did, but it seemed to me that Momma Jones was acting harsh on the outside while smiling on this inside, like she was trying to project a mask of harshness.

"My name is Oliver Rankin, and my mother is Aurelia Da Silva. She's one of the leaders of the Liberal Party in the Conclave. I'm just following her lead and trying to make friends without regard to whether they're mage, mundane, fey or versipellis," I said.

"That's a good story, Oliver Rankin, but I don't think it's completely true. You chose to set up a mixed study group on purpose. You also chose to include one of my ratpack and one of the wolfpack. Why?" she asked.

I shrugged and replied, "My mother says that we should always work to break down the artificial barriers we've allowed hatred and fear to construct between us."

"Your mother must be an extraordinary woman," she said. "Your cadence says that you're repeating someone else's words. She may be right, but the conflict between our peoples goes back a long time, centuries, perhaps even millennia. It's dangerous to try and cross that divide."

She frowned and tapped her lacquered nails against the table again. Then she clicked her tongue and said, "I like you, Oliver Rankin, so I'm going to allow your little experiment to continue with my blessing. Tristan can continue with your study group, and I'll put the word out to my people not to bother you. You'll have my blessing on two conditions. First, Tristan will fulfill his obligation to the Severan ratpack. Second, you will not attempt any larger experiment of this type. Take solace in the fact that you've convinced me to have a sit down with Drew."

"So, you're going to put the word out not to harass us?" I asked.

"Yes. And I'm going to reinforce my blessing by sitting down here and having lunch with you three. My people here will see it, and they will spread the word," she replied.

Then we enjoyed lunch, and Momma Jones paid for it. I had the best macaroni and cheese I'd ever tasted. It had four different cheeses in the sauce plus parmesan baked on top. Eduardo had a Tuna Melt sandwich and Tristan had a BLT. We had sweet tea with our lunch and a cup of excellent coffee and a slice of pie afterward. Momma Jones ate with us and chatted with us about our families. From the reaction of her staff, it really was a big deal that she ate with us.

Tristan was apologetic but said that he had no choice but to bring us to meet with Momma Jones when she told him to. Eduardo assured him it was okay, that he too would have done whatever his alphas had told him and that there'd been no harm. He admitted that he'd liked the pack leader, and I said that I did too. Eduardo did warn Tristan that he would have to tell his alphas all about this meeting, but Tristan just shrugged and said that Momma Jones probably expected him to tell the alphas everything he knew anyway.

Sebastian

I had a discussion with Claviger Blume and passed on the details of the conversation with Remy Adler. She seemed angry and pleased at the same time. Oliver's report on Micah's unpreparedness for the study group went into my notes for my next report, since it came in afterwards. He also told me about Cameron's feelings for Micah. That was probably good news, but I decided that I was going to let the whole Micah issue rest until tomorrow when he showed up for the mandatory break from his contract. Now I was going to focus on my personal life.

When Ethan came back to the room, he told me that Cameron was going to be in his and Micah's room tonight because it wasn't being used, and Oliver was having Eduardo over. My head was starting to hurt. Simon had already been transformed into a lupipellis. His bio mom was mundane, but his other mom was a member of the influential Wu family. Oliver had a similarly deceptive background. His father was Alexander Rankin, a new blood mage from Boston, but his mother was Aurelia Da Silva, and the Da Silva's were another extremely influential family. I couldn't lose a mage to the grex lupipellum, the wolfpack.

"Golden Boy, I'm going to take you to meet some other mages tonight for dinner then when we come back here we're going to move our relationship to the next level. But I need to leave you alone for a little while. I need to speak to Drew about something important," I said.

Then I kissed him. I let it turn into a long kiss and a passionate embrace.

"Do I need to get dressed up?" he asked.

I kissed his nose and said, "Not at all. It's very casual. You can wear anything you want."

I'd already texted Drew and he said he had a few minutes to meet with me and we could talk in his room, so I headed over at the appointed time. "He was standing in front of his mirror combing out his hair. He was wearing only a towel wrapped around his waist and his skin was still moist from the shower. I'd always thought he looked fine, but I'd never seen him this close to naked before.

"What's so important that we have to talk before my date night?" he asked while he trimmed his nose hairs.

"I need to know something sensitive. How do you pass on the ... um ... the gift or curse or whatever you call it?" I asked.

"Come on Sebastian. That's pack business. I can't tell any of our secrets," he replied with a smile.

"Let me put it this way," I asked. "Hypothetically, if Eduardo and Oliver have sex, can Oliver be transformed?"

Drew laughed and replied, "No. And you can't catch it from the pool or from sitting on a toilette seat either."

"I'm serious, Drew. I still haven't explained to Simon's family about his transformation, and the Wu's are not going to be happy. I can't get another of the fifty families breathing down my neck, and that's exactly what will happen if Oliver gets infected," I said.

"Ouch! That's why we don't share our secrets. Mages are already prejudiced against us. Being a skinchanger isn't an infection. It isn't a curse. It's a blessing from the spirit world. You can't just catch it. You must be bitten. I won't tell you any more than that, so you'll have to believe me. Eduardo would have to bite Oliver, and he would have to break the skin, not a little scratch but a real bite," he explained.

"When Simon was bitten, he could have died from that wound. Only Xav's spirit magic saved his life. Eduardo doesn't have it in him to do that to someone unless his life were threatened. Just accept that Oliver is safe with Eduardo."

I nodded. Drew would hold back information he didn't think I needed to know, but he wouldn't lie to me about something this important, not about my people's safety. I knew I could trust him that far.

"If you say so, I'm going to believe you," I said. "Tell Dawn, I said `hi'."

He blushed and said, "Dawn has a girl's night out tonight. I'm going to watch Zeno dance, and then spend the night out at Wolf House. Do you want to join me? To watch him dance, that is, not for the after party."

"That's tempting," I said. "Zeno is a seriously sexy dude and you're lucky to have him. And his sister; she's a looker too. I'm not sure how you ended up with them both, but I kind of envy you."

"Are you going to come with me? We can ogle the dancers, maybe you can get lucky with someone who isn't named Zeno Schiller," he said.

"I wish you'd asked me before I met Ethan. He's waiting for me back in my room and he's ... I don't need anyone else while I have him. I'm committed to him right now and ...," I shrugged and let my sentence trail off.

"And you're not a fuckboy like me," Drew said. He was smiling, despite his tone.

Then he grew serious. "I like Dawn and we're together because the pack expected it. It helped us to solidify our leadership. The betas were wary of us you know because of our youth. We promoted ourselves as a pair, and it worked. I like her. She likes me. The sex is nice. But I think I may be in love with Zeno, Sebastian. And I know that Dawn's not in love with me."

I don't know why I did it, but I grabbed him and gave him a hug and offered him some comfort. "You'll get it figured out, Drew. From what I've seen, Zeno is probably in love with you too."

He gave me a weak smile and said, "I hope so."

Then I went back to the room to get Ethan. He was dressed in what he called his nerdy professor outfit. It didn't insult me, even though it was a fair copy of my everyday outfit. He had a tweed jacket, a button-down shirt, and a pair of jeans. He was wearing his magic glasses that let him see at night and a pair of deck shoes like mine. He was a shorter, slenderer, younger, blonder, mini-me. It was all I could do not to rip his clothes off him and take him on the bed right then.

He was smiling at me and stroking his smooth chin the way I often did with my scruffy chin when I was thinking. I used magic to freshen up and then I threw an arm around his shoulders and led him to the rug with the teleport circle. In a matter of moments, we'd been translocated to the circle in the gazebo in the back yard of Ibis House.

It was one of the biggest houses in Severan and had originally been owned by a wealthy mundane family that had once owned much of the land in and around town. It had been purchased by the Ibis Foundation back in the 1880s and turned into housing for mages attending the college. Since then, it had been improved by a succession of mages who'd stayed here. It was arguably more secure than the college itself.

My sigil ring opened the back door, and after tonight so would Ethan's. For reasons of security, the house was never left unattended. If Felicia Gladstone wasn't in, then either the housekeeper, Egon Strehle, or the groundskeeper, Carmen Peralta, would be. One of them would have been alerted when we entered. Since I was registered with the house, there would be no alarm.

Sure enough, we were greeted by Felicia Gladstone shortly after our arrival. She came into the room wearing modern mage wear, a pantsuit with a long open jacket that could pass as robes. She wore her wand in a belt holster.

"Sebastian, it's so good to see you again. And this must be the foundling mage Ethan I've heard about." She pulled Ethan into a hug and said, "I'm pleased to meet you Ethan. You're welcome here any time."

Ms. Gladstone made as much of a fuss over Ethan as my mom had done. I was glad she was being nice to him, but I kept wishing it was my arm around his shoulders as we took the tour, not hers. She didn't take him upstairs, but she showed him the sitting room, the downstairs study room, the dining room, the patio, the kitchen, the downstairs baths, the greenhouse, the music room, the meditation room, and the library. I watched his eyes as it slowly dawned on him.

"These rooms are too big! I mean they're bigger on the inside than they should be given the space available!" he exclaimed.

I took that opportunity to pull him away from Ms. Gladstone and into my arms. I kissed his temple and said, "That's right. This place has been magically remodeled over the decades. There's more than enough room for the sixty mages who live here."

"Sixty-seven," Ms. Gladstone said, "including me, my daughter, Housekeeper Strehle and Groundskeeper Peralta. You haven't met her yet, but you will eventually. We have thirty-three more rooms, so we're set for this year and probably next. After that we'll have to acquire the house next door."

"I knew it!" Ethan said. "That dining room is long enough that it should run the whole length of the house, but the study room and the library are in that space."

"You'll get used to the idea," I assured him.

"I'm not freaked out; I love it!" he said with wide eyes.

One of the reasons I liked new bloods so much was that they had a sense of wonder around magical effects that those of us who'd grown up around it just took for granted. His excitement made me feel energized. I was looking forward to showing him everything magical about the hidden world we lived in.

"Can I live here next year?" he asked.

"Unless you want to be my official roommate on campus next year, you can assuredly live here," I replied.

Ethan turned around and looked up into my eyes. "Did you say I could be your roommate next year?" he asked. "Like officially your roommate, not just sneaking in to sleep with you at night?"

"We can even put a single double bed in the room and buy his and his towel sets," I answered with a grin, "unless you get bored of me before next year, that is."

Ethan buried his face in my neck and whispered, "Never. I'll never get bored of you, Sebastian."

He was clinging tightly to me. I knew that he had abandonment issues. His father had been killed when he was eight. His mother had always been distant, and she'd disappeared on the same night his father had died. Ethan had thought she'd been killed as well. A few weeks ago, he found out that his mother was a sylph, she was still alive, and she had also abandoned him. His uncle had taken him in, had used him to try and kill the Severan wolfpack and had gotten himself killed in the process. He was only seventeen years old, and he'd been abandoned by too many people already. He was holding onto me like he was afraid I was going to leave him like everyone else in his life had.

I held him for several minutes until he finally let me go. Then I kissed him gently and said, "I'm not going to leave you, Ethan."

He was a little teary eyed as we finished the tour. I introduced Ethan to the residents. Most of them had elected to be here for dinner tonight because they were curious about the boy whose mother was a sylph. Mr. Strehle expanded the dining room to hold six long tables instead of the normal three. He'd conjured a half dozen servants to arrange furniture and set the tables and the long sideboard where the food would be set. His servants didn't look or act quite as real as the one's my grandmother could summon, but they got the job done.

I'd been called aside by Ms. Gladstone to discuss some suspicious characters she'd seen lurking on the sidewalk across the street from Ibis House. She was convinced that they could see through the velamen arcanum, and that they were watching the house. I promised to carry her information back to Professor Thorne.

I assumed they were with one of the hunter groups in town. I told her to make sure that the mages were careful whenever they left the house. Most of them used a translocation spell to travel from the magic circle in the gazebo to the one in the hidden room in the basement of Severan House when they wanted to get to campus, but they needed to use the front door when they were going anywhere else in town.

"I'll probably report the incident to Mordecai Adler now that he's in town, but I wanted to tell Sybil Thorne first. The Conclave needs to go ahead and appoint her dirigent of Severan, or rather subdirigent since we have a dirigent in Columbus who watches the whole state. You know how the custodes are. Adler will be acting as if he's in charge if there's no official announcement," she said. "And tell Sybil that unless I'm told different, I'll be reporting to her, not him."

Her reasons were different from mine, but she didn't seem to be much of a Mordecai Adler fan either. Then she clarified her thoughts a little by saying, "It's not Mordecai himself. He's the hero who took down Robardin during the Millennium Uprising, but that son of his, Remuel, is a bit of a problem. It's out of Sybil's jurisdiction, but I think Remuel may have dominated Leo Wagner, one of the younger dads at the high school. I saw the two of them together at the grocery store. Remuel was saying something to Leo. Leo seemed angry then he hurried away from him. I was busy looking over the zucchinis, but I heard what sounded like a whispered domination spell. When I looked around I saw Remuel sliding his wand back into his jacket pocket. Then he followed Leo into the bathroom. When I saw them later in the parking lot, Remuel had his hand on Leo's butt and Leo had his hand on Remuel's crotch."

"Did you say anything to anyone?" I asked.

Ms. Gladstone gave a low chuckle. "To whom? The only custos in town is Remuel's father, and I'm pretty sure that he didn't violate any magical laws. Mundanes aren't protected from abuse unless it threatens the velamen. You know that."

I shook my head in silent agreement with her dismay. I had more cause to dislike Remuel Adler every day. "I'll put it all in my reports," I said.

I looked around and noticed that Reggie Delmar was pestering Ethan to show him his sigila tempestua. Reggie was born in Puerto Rico but had grown up in Brooklyn. I'd know him for years. Back at the Imperial Lodge in New York, he'd been one of the annoying kids a few years younger than me and my friends who'd always tried to hang out with us. He'd grown up to be a darkly handsome young man with light brown skin and curly black hair. He was a sophomore, and I knew he had the same taste in guys that I did. I'd noticed him sniffing around Alonzo this year already and now he was getting too close to Ethan.

I didn't know whether Ethan was naïve or what, but he didn't seem to be perturbed by Reggie's attention. I swallowed my annoyance and sighed. I wasn't going to be a controlling boyfriend like Jason or Erik. Besides, Reggie couldn't get too intimate with Ethan. Delian Khalkis, an auburn-haired boy from Chicago with olive skin, and Rowan Vidas-Wu, another Chicagoan with black hair, fair skin, and slanted gray-blue eyes. Delian and Rowan had known each other back in the Lake City Lodge in Chicago and had been roommates in the Academy and two years ago in the dorms here at Severan. They were inseparable best friends. I didn't think they were together, but I'd heard that they shared everything including the girls and boys they dated.

I took pity on Ethan and walked over and wrapped my arms around him. Reggie was saying, "I'll bet they're sexy as hell."

I looked him in the eyes and replied, "They're sexier than you can imagine, Reggie, but you'll never see them unless we're at the pool at the same time. Those sexy marks are for my eyes only, so stop trying to get my boyfriend to strip for you."

I gave him a smile, but my eyes said that I wasn't kidding around, and he needed to back off. He took the hint and smiled back. "You can't blame a guy for trying, Sebastian. Your boy is seriously cute," he said.

Then he went and found someone else to talk to. Delian and Rowan were laughing at Reggie's expense. Rowan said, "Reggie thinks he's so sly. Del and I don't want to come between you two, even though we'd love to see your sigila, Ethan, just from an academic point of view of course."

The look on his face said that there was more than just academic interest there. Delian made that point undeniably clear when he added, "But if you ever get tired of Straight-laced Sebastian, just let us know. Rowan and I would be happy to show you something new."

Both guys winked at Ethan and then walked off. Ethan was blushing and his eyes were wide. "Were they serious?" he asked.

"Completely serious," I said, stroking his smooth chin. "Delian and Rowan would happily take you back to their room and share you between them. I can call them back if that's something you're interested in."

Ethan shook his head. "They called you straight-laced," he said. "I think I want more of that."

"Did they scare you off?" I asked.

He nodded and said, "A little. Maybe I'm straight-laced too, but I don't think you're boring at all."

I kept Ethan next to me for the rest of the evening. Everyone was pleasant and they made Ethan feel welcome. We had roasted turkeys, homemade noodles, roasted corn on the cob, sweet potato casserole, macaroni and cheese, homemade rolls, and fresh baked apple pie. I knew that Mr. Strehle was an expert practical transmuter. Given good raw ingredients, he could prepare them magically in a short time and they would taste just like they'd cooked all day.

We stuck around for a little while after dinner, then I used another spell to take us back to my room. I asked him, "Did you have fun tonight?"

"Yes, I did. I'm still a little overexcited when I see magic, so I'm sorry if I was embarrassing last night as I was gushing about everything," he said.

"You're not embarrassing, Golden Boy. I love it when you get so excited. It's easy for me and those like me who grew up around magic to become blasé about it. Now are you ready for a new kind of fun?" I asked.

He nodded at me and said, "Yes sir."

I arched an eyebrow and asked, "Sir?"

"Sorry. Yes, Sebastian," he replied, giving me a coy look.

"Then, deponantur vestimenta!," I said, using the fast spell that caused our clothes to fly off our bodies. I followed it up with `in armarium ponantur!" which caused the clothes to hang themselves properly in the closet.

We stood next to one another, naked and already partially aroused. The next step was "perluamus maximo cum ostentio!". Purple bubbles erupted all over our bodies and swirled around before slowly evaporating, leaving us clean, but still dry. Ethan was giggling as he asked me, "Did you just give us a dry cleaning?"

"I did," I admitted. "Now I'm going to eschew magic and do this."

I picked him up and carried his naked body over to the bed and stretched out naked next to him. I looked deep into his eyes and ran my right hands down his slender chest. His cock twitched when I paused to rub his nipples gently.

"Why does that feel so good, Sebastian?" Ethan moaned.

I bent down to flick the hard little nubs with my tongue. "Your nipples are connected to your cock. Twist them, pinch them, or bite them and just like magic your cock gets harder," I explained.

His chest was hairless except for a very few silken strands around his areolas. I ran my fingers down his abdomen. He had a very faint and downy trail of golden hair beginning at his navel and running in a thin trail down to his sparse pubes. The most intriguing thing about his torso were the faint blue sigila that ran from his neck down to cock. When I teased him and his sexual energy began flowing, the marks grew brighter and more silver. There were only a few sparks as I touched them. According to Marvin, the sparks were diminishing because his energy channels were clearing.

I kissed down his chest and then down that trail. I ran my tongue along those powerful sigils and felt tingling in my tongue, like I'd placed it on a battery. Ethan moaned and arched his back as I moved further down his body. When I reached his cock, I gave it a kiss on the head and tasted his sweet precum. I positioned myself between his legs. I took hold of his small cock and looked up into his eyes as I licked the head. His eyes opened even wider, and he shivered a little.

"That feels so good, Sebastian. Please don't stop," he gasped.

I thought he was going to pass out when opened my mouth and took the head of his cock inside. I sucked and then used my tongue to rub the frenum with firm pressure. He yelled out, "I'm going to cum any minute now, Sebastian!"

I pulled my mouth off him and turned around to kiss his lips. "I'll let you cool down a little bit and then suck you again."

"You're really good at that, Sebastian," he said.

"Are you calling me a good cocksucker?" I asked, devouring his lips.

He laughed and said, "Yes. You are great cocksucker!"

We kissed for several minutes, then I moved down to suck him again. He started moaning and writhing around as I worked his small cock down my throat. I sucked him for a few minutes, then took a break to kiss his inner thighs before taking him in my mouth again. I alternated between working his cock and kissing or nibbling his other parts. I licked his navel. I sucked his balls. I ate his ass. I kept him on edge for about fifteen minutes before I held him in my mouth and stuck my index finger in his butt to stroke his hard little gay spot.

"I'm cumming!" he screamed as he wrapped his fingers in my hair and flailed his legs around on the bed.

When I'd sucked all his boy cream out of his cock, I moved up to kiss him and shared his load. I wanted to tell him what a little spaz he was when he came, but I wasn't sure he would take it in the spirit I'd intended.

We kissed for several minutes and then he said, "I came, and I didn't set fire to the bed with my sigils!"

His sigila were still glowing with his sexual energy as I traced them with his fingers. I said, "You did. I think we've cleared your channels."

We snuggled together for a while, then Ethan said, "I want to become a good cocksucker like you, Sebastian."

I kissed him again and replied, "Then you'd better start practicing now."

He smiled at me and gave me a quick kiss on the lips. He started to move down between my legs, but I grabbed his arm and said, "Turn around and leave your butt up here. I need something to play with while you're sucking my cock."

He turned around and I sat up a little so I could see his butt clearly. He started kissing my cock. He was hesitant, but soon got into it. His lips were soft, and his kisses were gentle. He played with my erect penis for a minute or so before sliding my foreskin back and licked the entire head.

"You're doing a good job, Golden Boy," I encouraged him. "Your mouth feels like heaven."

I poked at his exposed hole, and it clenched shut, so I sucked on my finger then tried again, rubbing saliva around his little ring. "And your little hole looks like heaven as well," I said, rubbing it gently.

"You're making my butt feel so good that I may need to cum again before we're done," he said.

He went back to licking my cock like it was a lollipop, and I leaned forward to lick his hole. "You taste good, too, golden boy. And if you need to cum again, I'll suck your cock for you again," I promised.

Ethan moaned around my cock. He was pretty good for a beginner. My cock wasn't huge, but it was on the larger side of average and he was having trouble, less trouble than I would have expected for a beginner, but he was still gagging.

"Don't try and swallow the whole thing, baby. It's your first time and you may need to work up to that. Just take your time and do what you're comfortable with tonight," I said.

He paused long enough to say, "I want to make you feel as good as you made me feel."

"Don't worry about it, baby. What you're doing feels plenty good," I said.

He went back to sucking on the head and playing with my shaft; I went back to fingering his butt. His mouth was warm and moist, and his butt was warm and getting moister as I kept adding saliva. His tongue felt good, and I hardly felt his teeth at all. He was moaning as he worked on my cock, and that brought a whole new level of pleasure.

I felt my balls tighten and my shaft contract, then my cock exploded, and I flooded his mouth with my load. He started choking and I could feel my cum spilling out around my cock. He was a champ; he resealed his lips around me and sucked as hard as he could. I was using two fingers on his hole. He swallowed most of my load and then licked up the cum that had spilled out earlier.

He climbed up next to me and we kissed for a while. "How does it feel to be a cocksucker, Ethan?" I asked.

"It feels great. It's like another step on the way," he answered, settling down into the crook of my arm and wrapping his leg around mine.

"Another step on the way to what?" I asked.

"On the way to becoming a real man," he replied. Then he asked, "Are you going to fuck me tonight?"

I hugged him tight and said, "Not tonight. I need to play with your hole every night so I can get you ready for me and it won't hurt too bad. I'm going to fuck you on your birthday."

"That's two weeks from now," he whined.

"Thirteen days of me playing with your butt while I suck your cock. I hardly think you'll be suffering from a lack of attention, Ethan. It will be special, a night you will never forget," I promised.

We lay there together until we fell asleep, and we rested peacefully all night long.

Remy

Severan was really beginning to piss me off, I thought. First, it was full of hicks – mundane hicks. Their snide racism and homophobic comments grated on my nerves. I may have been gay, and my skin may have been the color of café au lait, but I didn't have to take their shit. Earlier this week, I was shopping at the local Kroger. I'd just placed an order for some steaks cut the way I liked them, and I was looking through the produce section, when I saw this hot guy with light brown hair and fair skin. He had one of those scruffy beards like Sebastian Trent. He even looked kind of like him if Sebastian ever let himself be seen in torn jeans and a muscle shirt.

I don't want anyone to think that I've got a thing for Sebastian. Sure he was the sexy upperclassman three years ahead of me at the Academy, and sure he strutted around acting like he was real man when I could see that he was just a little bitch waiting to be put on a leash by a real man, and sure I regretted not having a chance to do it back then, but he was too much in denial about what he really was for me to get my hands on him now.

This guy in the grocery store was looking good, although his jeans were a little too lose for the bottom bitch I suspected lurked deep inside him wishing to get out. He couldn't have been more than thirty years old or so. He was talking to an ugly fat dude with a bushy beard, and I heard the big guy refer to one of the produce clerks as a "nigger faggot". The sexy guy could have told him to go to hell, but instead he laughed, like it was a joke.

It was hard enough to be gay or black in this town, let alone both. I felt sorry for the clerk who clearly heard the comment. When the fat guy turned to go to the checkout, I hit him with a powerful suggestion. He ended up getting arrested for trying to steal the most expensive steaks by opening the packages and shoving the raw meat down his pants. It cost him hundreds of dollars just to pay for the meat, and he still got arrested.

While the fat guy was off trying to get himself arrested, I went over to the Sebastian lookalike and said, "Damn your ass looks fine in those jeans."

The guy turned toward me with a sneer. "Fuck off, faggot," he snarled.

He was even prettier up close than he had been from across the produce department. His eyes were a crystal blue instead of Sebastian's crystal green, but he had the same long lashes and shapely mouth with its full pouty lips.

I whispered, "You'll be sucking my cock soon, hot stuff."

Then I went over to the peppers and looked them over. When no one was looking, I slid my wand into my hand and let only the tip protrude. I'd mastered this choked wand hold while working with my father. "Mens mea tuam vincat," I muttered. I chanted it slowly under my breath using the subtle motions that I'd mastered and wrapping the spell itself in the velamen so that no one would be able to see any effects except for others who could see through the velamen, mages, versipelles, fey and a few mundanes whom everyone thought crazy to begin with.

Slowly the spell built to its maximum effect, then I released it. The sexy guy stumbled a little and looked dazed. I walked back over to him and said, "Go to the bathroom and wait for me in the stall. Take your clothes off when you get there."

He left his basket and walked toward the bathroom with a purpose. I gave it a minute and then followed him. He was waiting for me in the stall, just like I'd told him. His naked body didn't have any fat, but it was covered by too much hair. I'd make him take of it later.

I told him to sit on the toilet, and he complied. I opened my pants and pulled out my big dick and waved it in front of him. "Do you want to suck my cock?" I asked him.

"No. I don't. I'm not gay. I'm married and I have three kids," he begged. "Please don't make me do this."

"What's your name?" I asked.

He replied, "Leo Wagner. Please I beg you not to turn me into a faggot."

"How old are you Leo?" I asked.

"Thirty-two," he replied.

He looked younger than his age. I would have guessed late twenties, maybe thirty at most.

"How old are your kids?" I asked.

"Mason is sixteen, Tiffany is thirteen and Brittany is twelve," he said. "Please leave them alone."

Damn! He'd begun a daddy young he was only twice his oldest kid's age. I looked down and saw that his cock was getting hard. I hadn't given him a command to get erect, so that was all on him. Maybe Leo wasn't as straight as his homophobic posturing implied.

"I have no interest in anyone under sixteen," I assured him. "But I may leave Mason alone if his father sucks cock good enough."

"I'm not gay," he cried.

"Let's see about that," I said. "Put your head down."

He looked down at the floor and I prepared another spell. It was easier to do when no mundanes were watching, even the target. I went into his mind subtly so he wouldn't feel it. Deep inside his subconscious, there it was. He had several suppressed gay urges. It wasn't really a surprise. Most guys had them. I murmured another spell and let those fantasies rise to the surface of his mind.

"We both know that's not true," I said.

The look on his face was precious. He knew I spoke the truth. He recognized those thoughts as his own, long suppressed. He tried to be so macho, but it was a lie. He started to cry. I used a charm to enhance my charisma.

"I'm going to help you out," I said. "I'm going to let you experience all the things you dream about late at night while you're sleeping. And if you're a good boy, we'll keep it between us. I can make you do what I want you to do, but it would be better for both of us, if you went ahead and did what we both know you want to do."

He looked up at me and shook his head, pleading silently.

"This isn't a command," I said. "You can refuse if you want. I wonder if Mason has these same urges as you. If you don't do it, maybe he will do it in your place."

"No, please," he begged. "I'll ... I'll do it."

He reached out with his trembling hands and took hold of my cock. His palms were rough, a working man's palms. He leaned forward and licked the head of my dick. He shuddered a little as he tasted the precum at the tip. I could have ordered him to be faster about it, but I was letting him make the decisions on purpose. I knew from experience that if he did it of his own will, even if he felt coerced, it would weaken his resistance to all the things I had planned for him in the future.

Leo licked the head of my cock again, then he opened his mouth and took it inside. He gagged and choked, then pulled off my cock. I was torn. I liked to see him choke and suffer, but I really wanted him to comply without magical command. I touched his head lightly with my wand and muttered another spell I knew that would suppress his gag reflex. It would only last for a few hours, but he would be able to follow his secret fantasy and suck his first cock without too much trauma.

Leo was a trooper. He sucked my cock inside again and swallowed it down his throat. I took hold of his head and pulled him down so that his lips were brushing my pubes. He wasn't gagging, but he couldn't breath with my cock inside his throat. I held him for a few moments and then pulled out.

"You need to take a deep breath when your throat isn't full of cock, so you can hold while it's stuffed with my dick," I instructed him.

I sank into his throat again and held it there until he turned red in the face, then I pulled out again. He took my advice and breathed deeply through his nose when his passages were clear, so I felt safe to fuck his face roughly. Despite my treatment of him, or maybe because of it, he got harder. I fucked his face savagely until I was ready to cum, then I sank into his throat so far that his teeth were entangled in my pubes. I held him there until I shot my load straight down into his stomach.

When I released him, he was gasping for breath and his dick was hard and throbbing. That wasn't my spell. He'd been suppressing some extremely gay fantasies for a long time. It wouldn't have mattered to me. If he'd been as straight as he'd pretended, I still would have fucked him, but it was more fun this way. I was going to remake him, to turn him into what his darkest fantasies craved.

"Suck on your finger, Leo," I ordered. Then I said, "Stick it up your ass, then beat off."

These were orders and he couldn't disobey them. He stuck his finger up his ass and started beating his meat furiously. I stroked his hair and then pulled out a few strands to use later.

"I'm going to give you a set of rules, Leo, and you will remember them and obey them," I said.

"Your first rule is that you will throw away all your underwear when you get home," I commanded.

"Yes sir," he replied.

I hadn't told him to call me sir. That came from within him somewhere. This was going to be fun.

"Your second rule is that you will buy hair remover and remove all the hair below your neck. You can keep the scruffy beard, but you will always trim it short," I instructed.

"Yes sir," he moaned, clearly getting excited by this scene.

"Your third rule is that you can only cum when you have something up your ass," I insisted.

"Yes sir," he replied, shoving his finger further inside his ass.

"Your fourth rule is that you will no longer get hard when you're around women, or when you think about women," I ordered.

I wanted to make him experience pleasure only from his gay side for now. Maybe I'd let him be bi sometime in the future, but not now. He had a lot of years hiding his gay side and he had a lot of catching up to do now.

"Yes sir," he replied, taking this rule in. The look on his face said that he wasn't happy about it, but he had no choice but to comply.

"Your fifth rule is that you will always suck a man's cock if he tells you to do it," I said. "You don't have to do it in public, but you do have to do it."

"Yes sir," he said, memorizing it as ordered.

"Your sixth rule is that you will remember these rules, but you will not remember that I gave them to you. You will believe that they are your own choice," I said.

He seemed confused by this rule, but nonetheless he replied, "Yes sir."

He was on the edge, ready to cum. "Lean back and shoot on your chest, then lick it up when you've finished. Your seventh rule is that you will always eat cum whenever you see it, whether it's yours or not," I said.

"Yes sir!" he moaned as his cock exploded and shot cum all over himself.

While he was scraping the cum off his body and licking it off his fingers, I used a different spell to make the rules he's memorized a permanent part of him. The commands I'd given him would have worn off soon. Now they wouldn't, not until they were undone. I didn't bother with a spell lock since he was mundane, and it was unlikely he knew anyone to remove the spell.

I let Leo go to finish his shopping, but I followed him back to the produce section and rubbed his butt while he shopped. Then I let him go and finished my own shopping. Later in the parking lot I let him rub my cock through my jeans while I stroked his butt. I purposefully let some of the customers see us. I was going to out him to the whole town. This was just the first step.

I'd hooked up with Leo one other time over the week. He'd confessed to me that his wife was mad because he couldn't have sex with her. She'd seen his hairless body and had walked in on him once when he was masturbating with his finger up his ass. He'd lost his erection immediately when she he saw her, and she'd yelled at him and called him a "fag". Now he was sleeping on the couch.

I doubted she would divorce him because he had a good paying construction job, and good jobs were hard to come by in this part of the country. I couldn't wait until she started bringing lovers home to cuckhold him in his own bed. Maybe I'd make him suck her lovers off once they'd finished with her. Since Micah was going to be gone for a week, I planned to bring him home and make him serve in Micah's place in the evenings. I'd make sure he couldn't remember the directions to the house except when I called him over.

Micah

Master Remy had been angry all week. I knew that it had something to do with Sebastian. I'd heard Master Remy arguing with Master Mordecai. They'd been arguing a lot lately. I tried not to listen in, but I couldn't help it. Sebastian was interfering in my relationship with Master Remy, and my master wanted to do something about it, but his father insisted that he wait peacefully and follow Sebastian's instructions. I wasn't sure why Sebastian had the power to give Master Remy orders, but I heard Master Mordecai say that Sebastian was working for his sister, my mother.

During the week, I was so busy attending to Master Remy that I didn't have a lot of time to study. I'd gotten a D on a math test, and I hadn't been prepared for my biology study group today. Oliver had noticed, but it was Cameron who'd given me the hardest time over it, like he always did. He was one of my best friends, but I wished he could just accept me for who I was. I needed a dominant man in my life. Sure, Master Remy took it too far sometimes, and sure I missed being able to spend time with my friends, but what else could I do?

I was never going to meet a guy like Jason Lee. The way he treated Kieran was perfect. He was the dominant man to Kieran's submissive boy. I needed that, and that's what Master Remy did for me. I'd never seen Jason hit Kieran, but I was sure that he probably did. It's what dominant guys did with submissives like us.

When Master Remy had graduated from the Academy, I still had two years. What I'd had with Cameron, Oliver and Ezra was good. We'd made out and sucked each other's cocks, but I'd dreamed of being taken. Cameron had teased me a lot, saying he was going to do it, but he never did. I'd waited, and he'd never even tried. If he had, things may have been different.

I felt guilty thinking about Jason and Cameron when I already Master Remy. I felt like I was being disloyal to my master. It didn't matter that Jason sat and held Kieran on his lap all the time while I spent my time kneeling at Master Remy's feet. And it didn't matter that Cameron always kissed me with a look of love on his face and liked to play video games with me, while Master Remy never kissed me and didn't even let me have any free time. If I wanted the good parts with Master Remy, I had to take the bad parts as well. I liked that Master Remy was fucking me, and I loved it when he took charge. Cameron hadn't fucked me even though he had the chance. All he'd had to do was take me. I would have been his. Maybe he could have been forceful enough if he'd tried. But he hadn't even tried.

When Master Remy picked me up at school at 4:00 PM, I sat quietly in the back seat of his car. We'd barely pulled out of the parking lot when he looked in the mirror and said, "Take your clothes off, slave. My car is the same as my house. I don't want you wearing clothes in the car from now on."

"Yes master," I said.

Then I quickly took my clothes off. I had a feeling he was in a bad mood again. Had he been this angry back at the Academy? Thinking back to those days, it seemed to me that he had been. I sat quietly, naked on the back seat while he fumed in the front. It wasn't a long drive back to my master's house, but it felt like it. When we pulled out, he made me get out of the car and carry my clothes and bag into the house.

I put my clothes in the cubby set aside just inside the door and hung my backpack on the hook over top of it. Then I fell to my knees. My father moved around the house on his feet, but Master Remy required me to crawl everywhere unless I needed to stand up to do work. He'd told me that I hadn't earned the privilege of standing and walking. I followed him as he walked into the living room.

When he sat down, I knelt before him and waited for him to shift his boot forward. I pulled it off his foot and then moved to the other. Then I carefully pulled his socks off, rolled them up and stuck them inside the boots. I bent down and kissed each of his feet three times and pressed my forehead to the ground. He put his feet up on my back and turned on the television. He liked to watch the mundane news for an hour or so while I acted as his footstool.

He always ignored me during his television time and treated me like a piece of furniture. It wasn't one of my fantasies, but I had sworn to serve him in any way he desired. When he was done, he stood up and said, "Go into the other room and help my father's slave make dinner. You may not speak unless my father or I give you permission. Slaves don't need to chatter."

"Yes master," I said, resigned to another night of isolation, unable to even speak with my father.

Master Remy smiled at me and gestured for me to get moving. I crawled into the kitchen before standing up and washing my hands. My father had a look on his face that showed he wasn't pleased. He gave me a hug and a kiss on the cheek.

"I have the roast almost done, and carrots are ready to go in the oven, so all I need for you to do is to clean the lettuce and get the salad ready, son," he said.

I nodded and started the tasks he'd assigned me. Dinner smelled so good, but Master Remy had me eating slave gruel for every meal. He said that it had all the nutrients I needed, and he wouldn't have to track my diet. I thought he was trying to train me to think of myself as a slave. I assumed that he would allow me regular food once he felt I'd learned what I needed to know.

My father kept looking at me and frowning, like he wanted to say something. I'd already finished arranging the salad and he'd pulled the roast out of the lower oven and had put the rolls in when he turned to me and whispered, "Don't sign up with your cousin Remy again, Micah. He's not a good master."

He started to say something else, but Remy came into the room at that exact moment. He pushed my father against the counter, burning his shoulder on the roasting pan causing him to cry out in pain. "I knew you were undermining me with my slave. You forget that you're nothing but a slave as well," he growled.

Then he grabbed my father's jaw in his hand and pushed him backwards on the counter until his feet came off the floor. "My father is too permissive with you," he said. "I'm going to ..."

"You're going to take your hand off my slave, right now!" Master Mordecai said, his voice thundering over the all the other noise in the kitchen.

When Master Remuel didn't move to comply, Master Mordecai waved his wand and ribbons flowed out and wrapped around his son. Master Remy tried to block it, but Master Mordecai was too fast, faster than I'd ever seen before. He flicked his wand, and then Master Remuel was wrapped head to toe in tightening bonds. He cast another spell so fast I couldn't make out the words and his son levitated and floated out of the room, carried in his tight cocoon.

"Take care of your father, Micah. You can talk to him all you want," he said with and calm even voice.

I helped Dad off the counter and looked at his back. He had a bruise from where the edge of the counter had pressed into him, and he had a burn that looked like it was going to blister where his shoulder had been pressed against the 250-degree pan.

"Are you okay, Dad?" I asked.

"I will be, Son," he replied. "But listen to me. Remy is not mature enough to make a good master. I love having you here, but you need to go back to campus tomorrow and not renew your contract with him."

"Dad I ... Master Remy and I have an odd relationship, but he understands me and what I need," I said.

My father shook his head sadly and said, "No he doesn't, Son. He's only interested in his own pleasure. He doesn't care about you. I just hope you realize that before it's too late."

I didn't see Master Remy for the rest of the night, nor in the morning when I got up to get ready to go to campus. I felt strange but soon realized that it was because my contract had expired overnight, and I was no longer bound to my master's will. I didn't know how I felt about that. And now I had nine days to decide.

Oliver

Eduardo and I met up for our dinner date down in the lobby of the dorm. Since Micah was at the Adler House and Ethan was spending the night with Sebastian, Cameron was going to sleep in Micah's bed. I knew that he was worked up over Micah being with Remy, and it wasn't all due to him worrying about Micah's safety. Eduardo had pointed out to me that Cameron's eyes followed Micah all the time, and that his body language said that Cameron was in love with him. Once it was pointed out to me, I could see it for myself. And in retrospect I could see that he'd always been hung up on Micah. I sent a message to Sebastian on magebook to that effect. I hoped he could use that to help Micah.

I felt a little guilty about putting Micah and Cameron out of my mind, but I wanted to concentrate on my date with Eduardo. He'd planned everything, and he insisted on paying. I'd never been on a date before, so it was a new experience for me, and I intended to enjoy every minute of it.

I didn't know how formal our date was going to be, so I wore a pair of nice jeans and a short sleeve shirt with buttons on it. I must have guessed right because Eduardo wore a pair of nice shorts and a shirt with buttons instead of his normal knit shorts and tee shirt. When he came into the lobby, he walked over and kissed me and held my hands. A couple of girls gave us a "woo" and a guy gave us a wolf whistle. I was a little embarrassed, but just because everyone was looking at us.

We left the lobby hand in hand and went to Eduardo's car. His parents had bought him a new red Honda CR-V hybrid before he came to school. Maybe they wanted to keep him safe. With the way he drove, I wasn't sure anyone else on the road was safe, however. He drove too fast with only inches to spare between his car and the car in front of him. He accelerated almost all the way to the intersection and then slammed on the break. I quietly cast a protective spell that should cover us both in case of a collision.

He'd chosen a restaurant at the edge of town. It looked homey and comfortable. We were met by an older woman with graying hair who said, "Welcome to Newbury's Country Kitchen boys. I'm Esther Newbury. Will it just be the two of you this evening?"

Eduardo chimed in and said, "Just us, senora. I called for a reservation. The name's Eduardo Arenas."

She obviously remembered the phone call. "Then this must be the young man you were talking about," she said. "You're right, he is good looking. I have a table for you by the garden window and I made sure to have the menu you requested."

She led us back to a table with a wonderful view of a patio with climbing rose bushes. It looked like some tiles were being repaired because all the patio tables were against the walls. The table was small, and it was covered in a tablecloth with small blue and white checks. There was also a candle in a colored glass cup, but it wasn't lit because it was still early.

"You two look like really nice young men," she said. "I hope you haven't had too much trouble from the haters in our small town. It's getting better, but my nephew Kendal had a heck of time when he first came here to go to college. His own mother had thrown him out, but I took him in."

"Is he still at school?" I asked.

"No. School didn't really agree with Kendal. He's plenty smart, mind you, but he wasn't all that interested in getting a degree. He's moved in with a nice colored man, sorry African American. He keeps his house and, oh my, the two of them love each other," she said. Then she whispered, "There are really three of them there living together. The other boy is a cure little Filipino who writes very ... explicit fiction. I can tell the character he based on Kendal, of course the books have all manner of magic and vampires and werewolves and stuff, but the stories are good."

"You seem very open-minded for a small town in the Midwest, senora," Eduardo said.

"Oh honey, it was quite a personal journey for me. When my son Bobby came out, he had a lot of troubles in this town. I wasn't ... well I wasn't as supportive as I should have been. But I learned. We made our peace."

She pointed to a pin with a heart and triangle interconnected in front of a sunburst. I had no idea what that symbol was, but it seemed to mean something to her. (Later I looked it up. It was a symbol of an organization of straight people who supported their gay family, friends, and neighbors.)

"I've been working to change minds in my own way. I talk to other residents of Severan and convince them to support their kids instead of throwing them out or trying to change them. Some listen," she said, not enough, but more than I expected back when I started.

"Is Bobby still here in Severan, ma'am?" Eduardo asked. He was exceptionally charming, and this older woman seemed taken with him.

She patted his hand and said, "No, Dear Boy, he isn't. He moved to Columbus with a friend. He works as a counselor for LGBT youth who are homeless."

"He sounds like a good man, senora. You should be proud of him," he said.

The woman smiled and said, "I am. I am. Molly will be by to take your order soon."

In a few moments Molly did come by and took our drink orders. I had sweat tea and Eduardo had coke with lime. He called it a virgin cuba libre. "Dinner will be ready for you in a few minutes," she said as she put some butter and fresh rolls on the table.

When she left, Eduardo said, "I ordered for us ahead of time so I could make sure that everything was vegetarian."

"Your being sweet, Lalo," I said, using his nickname.

"I wanted everything to be good for our first date," he said with his beautiful smile.

He stroked my hand and added, "I want you to be impressed enough to go out with me again."

"So far, so good," I replied.

I was impressed. He'd gone all out. When dinner arrived, it was portobello mushrooms stuffed with parmesan cheese and breadcrumbs, homemade noodles with morel mushrooms in a rich brown mushroom gravy and oven roasted asparagus. The food was excellent, but it was Lalo's company that made it even better. I found myself distracted by his lips and his dark eyes.

"Drew told me that Sebastian asked if you could catch "the werewolf" from being with me. He thought it was funny, so he told me about it, but then I wondered if maybe you were afraid of the same thing," he said.

"I wasn't worried, and I didn't ask him to talk to Drew," I replied, kind of embarrassed at the whole situation.

"Well, I'm going to tell you more than I should because I really like you. I could only bring you over if I bit you, in wolf form on the full moon, maybe even a day or two before the full moon. So, unless we were making out while I was a wolf, there's no chance. I can't change partially like some of the alphas can, so I have to be a hundred percent wolf at the time," he assured me.

"Good. Thank you for that, but I've read up it enough to know that versipellitas shares some traits with diseases, some with curses and some with spirit possession. My Serapis medallion provides protection against all three, so I'm not afraid of you, Lalo," I said. "But I'm still not planning on having sex with you while you're in wolf form, not unless I learn a spell to transform myself as well."

He looked at me with a mixture of amusement and bemusement. He shook his head and said, "You're weirdly efficient and well-read. That's not a bad thing. I think it's kind of sexy, but I've never seen you unprepared for anything. I should have known you would have done your research."

Then he leaned across the table and kissed me. When he sat back down, he asked, "Does that mean that you're planning on having sex with me, maybe even tonight?"

I smiled at him and said, "Probably. You should know that I consider myself to be a proficient cocksucker, but I'm still an anal virgin."

Eduardo laughed at me and said, "You are refreshingly direct, Oliver. Well, you should know that I'm not any kind of virgin, and I'm open for anything you want to do tonight."

I had to think about that. Lalo was handsome and sexy, and he was only a little bit taller than me. I thought of myself as versatile, but it was all theoretical at this point. Did I want to go all the way with him sometime? Probably, maybe even definitely, yes. Did I want to go all the way with him tonight? I wasn't sure yet. It was kind of a big step for me. My parents had drilled into all of us that intercourse was special and that we should make sure that our first time was memorable. Maybe I'd plan the date where I'd give myself to him. We could go somewhere special, anywhere in the world.

We finished dinner and then went to see the movie Candyman. It was fun and scary, so it gave us a chance to hold hands in the dark theater. Before the end of the movie, we'd pushed up the arm rest between our seats and we were cuddled together. A little kissing turned into a bit of over the clothes petting. By the time we left, I was more than ready to go a little farther.

Back in the dorm, Lalo joined me in my room. We were barely inside when he grabbed me and kissed me forcefully, pushing me back toward my bed. "I've been wanting to do this since about halfway through the movie," he said, kissing my neck and pushing me down onto the mattress.

"Wait a minute," I said. Then I pulled out my wand and waved it in a complex pattern that pointed to each of us then towards Cameron's empty bed. "Deponamus Vestamenta! Vestamenta in lectum cadant!" I said.

Our clothes flew off and landed in a heap on the far bed and then we were both naked. I could tell that he was as exciting as I was. His hard cock was pressing into my abdomen. I reached down and wrapped my hand around it. I was relieved to see that it was about the same size as mine at six inches. We were both average, and I didn't have to fear taking a huge one if we did it all tonight.

"It's damned convenient being a mage, is all I'll say," Lalo murmured against my neck

He wrapped his hands around my cock in turn. His grip was firm, but his skin was soft. I let my hands leave his cock and roam over his body. He was more muscular than me. He was also a little hairier than me, but not by as much.

"Can we just kiss and touch one another tonight?" I asked.

"Sure thing, Oli. I said anything you want. If you want to move slowly, we can go slow," he said. "Just tell me that you want to take the time for us to get there eventually."

I thought about it, but it didn't take long. I said, "I want to be with you tonight, but I'm not sure I'm ready to go all the way. I need to build up to it."

Lalo touched me gently and kissed my face. I touched him again and began to stroke his cock. He moaned against me and stroked me in return. We lay there for an hour or so, edging one another and then backing off, our lips crushing each other, our mouths gently nibbling and sucking on nipples, fingers and finally, when we'd built up an almost irresistible tension, slowly taking in the other's cock. I felt Lalo's warm and soft mouth engulf my cock, just as I took his into my mouth as well.

It took almost no time. My ears grew hot. My scalp tingled. My skin felt like it was on fire. My nuts pulled up against my shaft, and my shaft tightened. And then it released, and I felt Lalo's tongue teasing the sensitive head of my cock. He sucked my dick and swallowed my load. I couldn't cry out because his cock was flooding my mouth at that exact same moment. The taste of his cum overwhelmed my senses. I swallowed it greedily like it was the best thing I'd ever had.

When we'd both finished, we lay in each other's arms and drifted slowly to sleep.

College Magic Cycle Characters

Faerie

·         Domenic Chase. A 24-year-old Elven-American from New York City. He has an alien mindset that others find hard to comprehend. He stands 66 inches tall and weighs about 130 pounds. His skin is pale, and his hair is almost white. His eyes are purple. When he's not glamered to appear more human, you can see his pointed, lobeless ears, solid purple eyes (like he has no white in his eyes, just purple iris) and sharp feline teeth. He's physically tough (he claims to be tougher than the werewolves), fast and has strong, claw-like fingernails. He can weave illusions and powerful charms, although the charms require some level of acceptance from the target. He's a friend of Sebastian. He enslaved Kyle Mason as punishment after he raped Kieran and beat up Simon.

·         Oscar Quinlan. A face dancer on campus. He drained Simon of psychosexual energy while they were having sex, but it was because Simon wanted to be depleted.

Mages

·         Alan Somers. A freshman and newly discovered mage who took his oath to the Concordium with Alonzo and Kieran.

·         Alonzo Santiago Ramos. An 18-year-old Latino American boy from El Paso, Texas. A cute bottom and foundling mage. He's powerful, but untrained. He begins the story with a height of 68 inches and a weight of 150 pounds. He has deep olive or very light brown skin, amber eyes, and long black hair. He's a singer and a dancer. He's a little flighty and very flirty. When his powers awakened, he accidentally cast a spell that cursed his roommate Erik. He loves hardcore BDSM porn but is discovering that he doesn't like it in real life. He and Erik are suitemates with Jason and Kieran.

·         Bernice Hartman. A 21-year-old junior mage mage who lives at Ibis House. She's in a relationship with Zoe Smith. She's a tall woman, about six feet in height with dark auburn hair, fair skin, and brown eyes.

·         Cameron Campbell. One of the twink trio, along with Micah Blum and Oliver Rankin.

·         Carmen Peralta. The 38-year-old groundskeeper at Ibis House. She's a mage with a talent for plants, but she also knows spells she uses to maintain the facilities.

·         Clarissa Spencer. RA for the supernatural girls in the dorm. She works for Professor Sybil Thorne, the local representative of the Conclave.

·         Delian Khalkis. A 21-year-old college junior who lives at Ibis House. He's a Greek American from an old but obscure family. He and Rowan Vidas-Wu are best friends. They share everything, including the girls and boys they date.

·         Egon Stehle. A 55-year-old mage who is the housekeeper for Ibis House. He's a very powerful practical mage. He also does the cooking on Friday, Saturday, Sunday, and Wednesday. He doesn't say much, but he's friendly with the residents.

·         Elijah Jackson. A 24-year-old graduate student who went to the Academy with Sebastian and Nico. He's a graduate student in the history program and he mentors struggling African American students and he tutors student athletes. He is 74 inches tall and weighs 275 pounds of mostly muscle. He's built like a massive rectangle. His skin is dark brown, almost black and he wears his hair in long dreadlocks. He's a powerful transmuter mage. He understands mechanics and electronics better than any of the other mages except for Erik Rucker. He has become friends with Kyle. He has two live in boyfriends, Kendal and Tristan.

·         Erik Rucker. A 19-year-old from the Upper Peninsula of Michigan. At the start of the story, he stood 66 inches tall and weighed about 140 pounds. After being cursed by his roommate he grew to be 77 inches tall and weigh 250 pounds. He was overshadowed by the fictional Einar Ironblood until the curse was lifted. He's in love with his roommate Alonzo and worries that Alonzo doesn't love him the same way. He was mundane until the curse awakened a latent talent for mind magery. Unlike Kieran, his talents seem to involve moving things with his mind.

·         Ethan Lowry. A 17-year-old boy from Long Island. He stands 67 inches tall and weighs 140 pounds. He has golden blond hair, blue eyes and always has a golden tan. In this story he was working with the hunters. His mother is a sylph (an air spirit) and his own spirit is half human and half ventus (a name for male air spirits). He holds a donum arcanum (magical gift) and is being trained as a mage. He's an orphan who was raised by his uncle, ow also deceased. He is now Sebastian Trent's boyfriend.

·         Felicia Gladstone. A 38-year-old mage who manages Ibis House. She's also an assistant principal at the local high school. She has a nine-year-old daughter Selena who attends the local K-8 school.

·         Gwendolyn Gray. A junior who is majoring in chemistry. She and her brother are twins, with long brown hair and light gray eyes. Both are tall and slender, but not overly thin. The two of them are the best alchemists at Severan college except for Jason. They came from Santa Fe New Mexico. The Grays are among the 50 families who run mage society.

·         Jason Lee. A 19-year-old (about 6 months older than Kieran) Chinese American college freshman with golden brown skin, brown almond shaped eyes and collar length black hair. He is already an accomplished alchemist. He is a dominant, looking for a submissive boy. He finds what he's looking for in Kieran Morgan. He takes charge of Kieran and begins training him as a submissive. He gives Kieran alchemical elixirs that change his body, and he uses psychology to lead him to embrace his innate submissiveness. He has allowed himself to fall into tantric entanglement with Kieran, bringing them even closer. He believes that Kieran is his complement, the other half of his soul. Jason and Kieran are the suitemates of Alonzo and Erik.

·         Dr. Kamon Zhang. Jason's maternal uncle, a mage and psychologist who is helping Kieran to come to terms with his trauma, and his true nature.

·         Kieran Finley Morgan. An 18-year-old boy with pale skin, golden-red hair, and green eyes. At the beginning of the story, he is deeply closeted (he is unaware that said closet had glass doors everyone could see through) and stands at 72 inches and 180 pounds of muscle. He was a high school athlete who was on the diving team, the swim team, and the track team. Jason took charge of him shortly after they moved into the dorm and began training him to let his inner submissive out. Jason gives him alchemical elixirs that are changing him physically. He sometimes struggles with the idea that he's losing himself inside Jason, but he can't go long without his lover's touch. Kieran is somewhat naive. During the story he loses height, mass, and penis size. Jason says that he's not doing it, but Kieran is sure that he is. After being raped by Kyle Mason, he suffers psychological trauma and only his relationship with Jason gives stability to his life. He and Jason are suitemates with Alonzo and Erik. He has an artistic soul. Jason has decided that Kieran will change majors to Art. Kieran is a foundling mind mage with powers of telepathy and clairsentience.

·         Marvin Oswald. A 21-year-old mage sophomore with talent in healing. He's studying premed in hopes of going into complementary healing.

·         Micah Blum. An 18-year-old mage boy who rooms with Darren. He used to spend most of his time with his two friends Oliver and Cameron. They were in a polyamorous relationship. Micah is a little afraid of Darren because he's afraid of werewolves. Now Micah has chosen to live as the slave to cousin Remuel Adler.

·         Mordecai Adler. A 50-year-old mage who is a high-ranking member of the custodes and of the American FBI. He's a powerfully built man with dark olive skin tone and black hair that is just beginning to turn gray at the temples.

·         Oliver Rankin. A freshman mage (18 years old), one of the twink trio along with Micah Blum and Cameron Campbell. He describes himself as a rude, arrogant (because he is smarter than everyone around him) and unable to quickly read social cues. He's befriended Kyle Mason and works with him in science lab.

·         Rakesh Mishra. A 23-year-old graduate student of Indian American heritage. He's working on his MS in Psychology. He's a mind mage and a yogi master. He is one of Kieran's trainers. He lives off campus in Ibis House.

·         Reggie Delmar. A 20-year-old sophomore music student who likes Alonzo. They share a music class. He's a mage, but not a songmage. He lives off campus in Ibis House. He has light brown skin and very curly black hair. He looks like he has some African American ancestry.

·         Remy (Remuel) Adler. Micah's 20-year-old cousin, a low-ranking member of the custodes who lives with his father Mordecai and keeps his official records. He was Micah's lover at the Academy and has recently taken Micah as his slave.

·         Rowan Vidas-Wu. A 21-year-old college junior who lives at Ibis House. He was born in Chicago to a Lithuanian American father and a Chinese American mother. Both the Vidas and the Wu families are among the fifty families. He's a friend of Reggie Delmar, but his best friend is Delian Khalkis. The two of them share everything, including boys and girls they date.

·         Sebastian Trent. A 24-year-old graduate student. He's the RA for his floor and he helps Professor Thorne to wrangle the mage and supernatural scholars on campus. His female counterpart is Clarissa Spencer. Sebastian is 70 inches tall and weighs 160 pounds. He has light brown hair and brown eyes. He was a little overwhelmed with the fallout from Alonzo's spell and Kieran's rape, so he allowed Domenic the leeway he needed to enslave Kyle. Now there's nothing he can do about it. Sebastian is bisexual but prefers men. He has older men on campus who blow him in exchange for favors. He seems to have a lot of influence on campus for a grad student. He is dating Ethan Lowry but feels guilty about the age difference.

·         Seth Gray. A junior who is majoring in classics. He and his sister are twins, with long brown hair and light gray eyes. Both are tall and slender, but not overly thin. The two of them are the best alchemists at Severan college except for Jason. They came from Santa Fe New Mexico. The Grays are among the 50 families who run mage society.

·         Silvan Reynard. A sophomore mind mage who lives at Ibis House. He's 5 foot 8 inches tall, blond and slender with an almost elfin shape to his face despite being human. (The Reynards are said to have been fey touched for generations). He is in love with Rakesh Mishra. He and Kieran are in the same beginning yoga/mind magery classes.

·         Sybil Thorne. Kieran's history professor. She's also the overseer for the magician's Conclave here on campus. Her two assistants are Sebastian Trent and Clarissa Spencer.

·         Tristan Navarro. A 21-year-old senior seeking a degree in English Literature. He's filipino with medium beige skin, black hair, and dark eyes. He stands 66 inches tall and weighs 150 pounds. He likes short shorts and tight tee shirts. He's Elijah Jackson's lover and lives with him and Kendal. He calls Elijah daddy and Kendal brother. He has written two volumes in a series of mm romance novels about mages called Wands of Love and he intends to keep writing. He kept his own name and keeps his own finances, but he's no less devoted to Elijah than Kendal is.

·         Warren Cheng. A Chinese American psychology grade student and friend of Jason. His family is originally from Hong Kong, but they live in Los Angeles like Jason's family. His specialty is magical noetics, but he has a strong talent for illusions as well. He is the TA in Jason's Psychology course, and he lives in town at Ibis House.

·         Zoe Smith. A 20-year-old Sophomore mind mage who lives at Ibis House. She is an African American woman, about five foot eight inches tall, with a curvy shape, a broad smile and short black hair in tight curls.

Mundanes (or Unknown)

·         Aaron Blackwell. A human man in his early fifties. He's the Director of Student Residence at Severan College, and the father of Nathaniel and James. He is magically enthralled by Sebastian Trent.

·         Amir Kassim. A junior, the boyfriend of the aggressive would-be dominant James McManus.

·         Billy McAndrews. A senior who is the lead guitarist of the band Dreaming Dragons. He is Mariah Tovey's boyfriend. He's 22 years old and a senior.

·         Christopher Thompson. A big guy, over six feet tall and well-muscled, with blond hair who looks like a jock; he has a very small penis; Matt's roommate (and possible submissive); a member of the Nerd Squad.

·         Daniel Burns. A stocky guy with light brown hair and a goatee; one of the Nerd Squad

·         Edward "Eddie" Mason. Kyle's 25-year-old brother.

·         George Marley. The drummer for Dreaming Dragons. He's a 22-year-old junior.

·         Jake Miller. An African American guy with dark skin and curly hair; one of the Nerd Squad.

·         James Blackwell. The nineteen-year-old son of Aaron Blackwell. He's a tall, skinny goth boy with a lot of tattoos. He attends Severan College and studies art. He and Sebastian had a sexual encounter over the summer before his freshman year. He has a long penis with a tattoo of a snake on it.

·         James McManus. A fair skinned guy with reddish hair who shares a literature class with Jason and Kieran. He admires Jason's relationship with Kieran and would like to control his own boyfriend Amir the same way.

·         Jill Black. The bass guitarist for Dreaming Dragons. She's a 21-year-old junior.

·         Joe Peters. A freshman in Kieran's writing class who was in the same religious program before school that Kieran was in.

·         Josh Higgins. Overweight and unhygienic guy who introduced Kyle to Nerd Squad.

·         Kendal Jackson. A 23-year-old college dropout. He's five foot three inches tall and weighs about 115 pounds. He has pale blond hair, heterochromatic eyes (one blue and one green), and extremely fair skin. He lives with Elijah Jackson and is one of his lovers. He hated college and dropped out. He stays home and keeps house for Elijah Jackson. He likes to wear women's clothing but identifies as a boy. He changed his last name and signed power of attorney to make Elijah control over his affairs. He's very submissive. He calls Elijah daddy and Tristan brother.

·         Kyle Mason. A 19-year-old college freshman from Kentucky. Kyle begins the story as a high school athlete who's let himself go a little. He's 74" tall and 250 pounds. He has a muscular build with a layer of fat and a small gut. He has brown hair and brown eyes. He's a closeted gay man and a homophobe. He has a history of beating on gay acting guys who get him aroused. During the New Student Mixer, he raped Kieran Morgan. When he got back to his room, he beat on his smaller roommate Simon until he orgasmed in his pants. In return for these acts, Domenic Chase enslaved him and is turning him into a hot jock bitch. His life has become a prolonged slave training session. He begins to show remorse and even to accept his sexuality but tries to find a way out of his magical enslavement.

·         Larry Gordan. Kieran's Art professor. He reminds Kieran of his Uncle Craig, and arouses him, a fact that disturbs Kieran but seemed unsurprising to Jason. He tried to put the moves on Kieran after his first class but backed off apologetically when he found out that he was Jason's boy. He is a mentor to Kieran.

·         Leo Wagner. A construction worker in Severan who felt under the control of Remuel Adler who used a combination of magic and Leo's suppressed gay fantasies to control him. He's a handsome man with fair skin, light brown hair, and a solid build. He's thirty-two but looks younger. He looks a little bit like Sebastian Trent, which is what draws Remuel Adler to him. He has a 16-year-old son named Mason, and two daughters, Tiffany (13) and Brittany (12).

·         Mariah Tovey. The keyboardist for Dreaming Dragons and Billy McAndrew's girlfriend. She's a 22-year-old senior.

·         Matt Silver. A sturdy guy with olive skin tone and brown hair; he has a very large penis (almost 10 inches); the most sadistic of the Nerd Squad.

·         Michael Shank. A skinny guy with dirty blond hair and pale skin; one of the Nerd Squad.

·         Millicent Bierce. A TA who teaches the writing class that Kieran and Darren are in. She appears to be very religious and doesn't seem to like Kieran and Darren, probably because they are gay.

·         Nathaniel Blackwell. The twenty-six-year-old son of Aaron Blackwell. He is a soldier in Afghanistan who became the lover of the daiwa Karim Khan who impregnated him. He's a gay, sexual submissive. He's a lieutenant in the US Army but he doesn't know how he will maintain his career and bear his lover's child.

·         Peter Gantz. Alonzo's Vocals professor. A heavyset man in his middle years. He likes Alonzo but more in an avuncular way.

·         Sally Minh. An engineering student who is in Kieran's art class. She ships Kieran and Jason and draws pictures of them in anime style. She's a friend to Kieran and becomes one of the watchers keeping an eye on him for Jason.

·         Terrence Green. A basketball player for the school. A 21-year-old junior, standing six foot eight inches tall, with deep bronze skin color and brown eyes. He has full lips and rounded features. He wears his black hair in very short, kinky curls.

Others

·         Karim Khan. A daiwa who appears to be in his late twenties. He's the lover of Nathaniel Black and the father of his child. He works with the US Army as a translator and guide. His people are a magical race related to the djinn, the ifrit and the deva of ancient Aryan mythology. Now that he had impregnated another he is transforming into an alpha daiwa.

Skinchangers, Non-Werewolves

·         David Campos. (Da VEED) A handsome man Blatino freshman of Domenican ancestry. He's from Philadelphia. He has dark olive skin tone, black hair that looks feathery, and piercing brown eyes. He is a were-raptor who can assume two non-human forms. He can become a raptor that resembles a large golden eagle or a hybrid form that is bipedal with sharp claws on the end of feathered arms. He is an alpha, but the were-raptors don't follow a pack structure like the were-wolves do.

·         Gideon Blackburn. A muscular man with dark brown skin, brown eyes and black hair in tight, kinky curls. He's about 30 years old and works as at a waxing salon on the edge of town that takes male clients. It seems popular in the gay, BDSM community. He likes fisting (giving, not receiving), and he's a shifter who turns into a lynx.

·         Millie Jones. 45-year-old leader of the were-rats. She doesn't like or trust werewolves, but she hated Howard Cromwell with a passion.

·         Philip Mertz. A jock who shares a history class with Kyle Mason. He's 6 feet tall and weighs 180 lbs. He's about 6 feet tall and muscular, with light skin and brown hair. He's a shifter who turns into a lynx. He becomes Kyle's partner and trainer in the gym. He's also a lover that cares about Kyle. Domenic saved him from a were-wolf in his freshman year. He lives off-campus near the woods by a different trailhead from the one used by the were-wolves.

·         Rashida Lamont. A 23-year-old graduate student with black skin, short hair, and an athletic build. She's the wererat who oversees the other wererats on campus. She lives in the New Dorm (along with the other werewolves).

·         Tristan White. A 19-year-old college freshman. He stands only five and half feet tall and has sandy hair, fair skin, and hazel eyes. He's a wererat and a member of Oliver's study group.

Skinchangers, Werewolves

·         Aidan Stringer (beta). A freshman staying at the wolf house. He is a relative of Jarod Stringer, Howard Cromwell's right-hand man. Aidan is officially listed as a beta, but he exhibits some alpha qualities. He took Chase Morris as his boyfriend/bitch and seems to be undermining the alpha leaders in some way.

·         Benjamin "Benjy" Gold (Beta). A twink beta-werewolf who shares a class with Simon. He has dark curly hair, light olive skin and slender build. He's very small, about 5 ft. 5 and 120 pounds.

·         Chase Morris (beta). Aidan is a young high school dropout who comes from Middlebourne. He has dark hair that he wears hanging over his blue-gray eyes. His skin is very pale. He turns 18 on September 25th (5 days before Ethan Lowry). He was a virgin at the beginning of the series but gets involved with Aidan Stringer.

·         Chloe Bartok (Beta). 20-year-old sophomore.

·         Conor Tighe (Beta). Sophomore beta werewolf with auburn hair, fair skin, blue eyes, and freckles. He's average height and build and he's studying biology.

·         Chuck Burns (Beta). A 20-year-old sophomore who lives at Wolf House and is a friend of Aidan.

·         Dawn Schiller (Alpha). A muscular blond woman who stands 70 inches tall. She's the female alpha of the werewolf pack and Drew's girlfriend. She is bisexual and usually has at least one girl on the side.

·         Darren Groves (Alpha). A 21-year-old college junior from Montana. A heavy-set man with shoulder length brown hair, a short beard, and brown eyes. He's powerfully built under his extra pounds. He's of average appearance. He stands 70 inches tall and weighs 220 pounds. He's Drew's right hand man. In a fit of lust, he groped Kieran in the laundry room. Who knows what would have happened if Drew hadn't broken it up? Despite this, Darren is a good guy. He's become a kind of avuncular figure for Kieran as one of his protectors on campus.

·         Delia Smith (Beta). 21-year-old college junior who lives at Wolf House.

·         Drew (Andrew) Janowski (Alpha). A 22-year-old werewolf from rural Pennsylvania. He's 74 inches tall, with blond hair and green eyes. He wears a short, well-trimmed beard. He has a powerful build and weighs 220 pounds of solid muscle. He runs the local werewolf pack and helps Sebastian keep order on campus. He's bisexual. His girlfriend Dawn commands the female werewolves. He also likes handsome men and pretty boys. He took Simon into his room after he was attacked by Kyle.

·         Edgar Krause (Beta). A sophomore werewolf and friend of Aidan Stringer. He's Gordan Cooper's roommate in the dorms.

·         Ellen Parker (Beta). A 20-year-old junior who lives at Wolf House.

·         Gordan Cooper (Beta). A sophomore werewolf and a friend of Adrian Stringer. Edgar Krause's roommate.

·         Howard Cromwell (Alpha). A large and muscular alpha werewolf in his mid-forties. He was the leader of the local pack before being drive out by Drew, Zeno, Darren, Dawn, and Meghan, with logistical support from Sebastian. He was a leader of the old school who ruled through intimidation. Under him the pack followed several traditions that Drew has tried to do away with. He originally came from New York. He is the werewolf who killed Ethan's father. After leaving New York he wandered around for a few months before settling down near the college.

·         Hugh Kent (Beta). A 19-year-old college freshman. Lalo's roommate.

·         Inga Martinez (Alpha). A 29-year-old Latina woman from Middlebourne. She's a little heavyset, but quite strong. She manages the Wolf House for Zeno, supervising work groups and organizing the business of running the house. Her younger brother Sammy is the cook at Wolf House.

·         Ira Cohen (Beta). 19-year-old college freshman. Good friends with Aidan Stringer.

·         Ivan Kovacs (Beta). 22-year-old who lives at the Wolf House. He's one of the Middlebourne werewolves. He works with Wilma Jackson at the local used car dealership and repair shop.

·         Jarod Stringer (Alpha). Deceased. Former right-hand man of Howard Cromwell. Darren and Meghan killed him in the woods before Drew challenged Cromwell for leadership. His young brother is Aidan Stringer.

·         Kevin McNeil (Beta). 20-year-old college sophomore. An athlete with brown hair and fair skin. Roommate with Conor Tighe. Tammy's brother.

·         Lalo Arenas (Beta). A cute and thin latino freshman. Lalo is short for Eduardo. He may be the second most submissive werewolf after Benjy. He has light olive skin tone, jade green eyes, and brown hair. He makes eyes at Darren and calls him Daddy Werewolf, a nickname he claims is common in the dorms, even among the mages. He is friends with the mage Oliver Rankin (they share a literature class).

·         Lew Muller (Beta). A tall thin beta werewolf, with long brown hair, a beard and two black earrings with wolf head instead of a ball. He's a computer hacker who knows a bit about electronics. His major is English literature. He plays guitar and writes poetry. He was Benjy's roommate until he moved into the wolf house.

·         Meghan Connelly (Alpha). A female werewolf who is one of Kieran's watchers. She's Darren's best friend and she was one of the original 5 who worked to overthrow the old pack leader, Howard Cromwell.

·         Naomi Bentley (Alpha). A 27-year-old woman with long black hair and olive skin tone. She's very muscular. She was one of the Middlebourne werewolves. She's now the chief of security at Wolf House.

·         Samuel Martinez (Beta). A 23-year-old Latino cook who runs the kitchen at Wolf House.

·         Scarlett De Angelo (Beta). A 22-year-old graduate student who lives at Wolf House.

·         Shelby O'Brien (Beta). A 26-year-old professional bookkeeper. She lives at Wolf House.

·         Simon Carter (Alpha). A 19-year-old gay college freshman. He's an African American boy (although his biological father was white) who was raised by two moms. He stands 68 inches tall and weighs 150 pounds. He's of average size, but the men he likes best are muscular jock types, most of whom aren't interested in bottoming for a skinny black boy. After getting beaten up by his roommate Kyle, he is moved to Drew's room.

·         Stella White (Beta). 19-year-old freshman. She is one of Aidan's friends.

·         Tammy McNeil (Beta). 22-year-old senior athlete. Kevin's sister.

·         Vicky Garcia (Beta). A very short Latina were-wolf. She's tougher than she seems, and she really hates rapists.

·         Willie Coombs (Beta). A 40-year-old man with dark brown skin and mid-length hair that hangs in dreadlocks. He's Xav's man at the Wolf House and he works at the Marriott Hotel in the kitchen. He caters breakfast at Xav's house every day.

·         Wilma Jackson (Beta). 28-year-old mechanic in town at the local used auto dealership and repair shop. She gets Ivan Kovacs a job there.

·         Xav (Xavier) Janowski (Alpha). A 24-year-old werewolf who is spirit speaker (priest) for the werewolves. He stands 70 inches tall and weighs 150 pounds. He has long blond hair he wears in a French braid and deep sapphire blue eyes. He's Drew's older brother, and his closest advisor in the pack. He is the spiritual leader for the pack and gives spiritual advice to mundane clients who don't know he's a werewolf. He's flamboyant and campy. He is a total power bottom and fucking him can be a spiritual experience as well as a physical one.

·         Zeno Schiller (Alpha). A grad student, brother of Dawn and supporter of Drew Janowski. Drew was sleeping with Zeno before he even met Dawn. He's six feet tall and weighs 175 pounds. He has dark hair and olive skin tone. He has very little body fat and keeps his impressive body shaved. He is a dancer and according to Drew he has the greatest core body strength of anyone he knows. He's a power bottom who runs Wolf House. He's taking a semester off after showing up to school late. He works as a stripper at the Blue Room, a gay bar on the edge of town.