College Magic Cycle

Magery Chapter 7

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·        College Magic (authoritarian and sf/fantasy)

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Magery Chapter 7
Follows immediately after Chapter 6 (still Saturday)

Sebastian

The Severan Council met in the morning. Jason had declined to show even after I'd cautioned him that he could get committed to doing more alchemy work if he wasn't there to object. He'd agreed, which wasn't surprising because he had a small group of mages who were doing most of the work under his supervision at the house everyone was now calling Alchemy House. Jason had bought it with his family's money.

Professor Thorne couldn't hide her relief that the Lees weren't asking for compensation. Jason had decided to keep the house so he could use it for off campus housing next year. He did give me an itemized list of ingredients he'd purchased to make the alchemical arsenal we were building up. He expected compensation for those supplies, and he demanded pay for the mages working under him. Since she didn't have to find money for the house, Professor Thorne was more than happy to find those funds. She was still balking at hiring Erik as security for the house. And Jason wasn't going to be happy about that. It seemed to be a priority of his.

The most surprising new member of the council was Leo Wu. He'd brought his partner Amalthea Stern to this meeting, but she wouldn't be attending in the future. I hadn't even known that he was in town. He'd been three years behind me at the Academy, so I remembered him mostly as the annoying younger brother of Thomas Wu who was in the same grade as Elijah, Nico, and myself. I didn't know Amalthea well either. She'd been two years ahead of me and had been part of a group of female mages who'd referred to themselves as the optimatae (the best). The name said it all.

Leo and Amalthea had been sent by the Conclave to do a survey of the population of Severan. They were especially interested in the number and types of supernaturals, but they had been tasked with making an account of how many untrained mages there may be. Amalthea had a theory that more people with magical talent would be born to non-mages inside the numina flux zone than outside it. Leo on the other hand seemed to be angling for a position in the conclave like I was.

Mordecai Adler was also there. He made some attempts to take control of the meeting, but he'd been shut down by the masterly combination of Professor Thorne and Felicia Gladstone, the matrona of Ibis House. Jason may have been fatigued by politics, but I was enjoying it. Mordecai was good, but Felicia was better. Unlike him, she wasn't angling to control things herself. She clearly supported Professor Thorne.

I had assumed that Ethan wouldn't get started on his homework until I got back to the room and I'd been right. He was reading on his phone when I came in. He hadn't even bothered to get dressed again after I left. He was lying on his stomach and his round butt was on full display. I knew he was trying to wear down my resolve so that I'd take him now instead of waiting until next weekend, but it wasn't going to work.

He was ignoring me and focusing on his phone, but his butt cheeks were flexing. I slid into the bed next to him and let my hand rest on the small of his back, right atop on the point where his storm sigils were concentrated. I leaned over and kissed the top of his neck, right atop the other place where his sigils were concentrated. There was a spark of electricity when my lips brushed that spot.

"What are you reading?" I asked as I slid my hand down so that my finger could stroke the cleft between his cheeks.

Ethan gave out a cute little moan and then said, "Wands of Love, book 2, The Chase. Malcom and Ryan became exclusive at the end of book 1 but now Milo has decided that he wants to get revenge by stealing Ryan away from Malcolm who used to be his boyfriend back when they were freshmen."

I let him tell me about the books as I continued to kiss my way down his spine. He stopped sending lighting around the room when he got excited, but there were literal sparks flying whenever my lips touched his sigils. I also noticed that the hair on the sigils themselves had been singed.

I paused when my mouth reached his butt and started kissing each cheek. Occasionally I would mumble "mm-hmm" when he paused in his narration. I'd read the book of course. Everyone read the first three. I thought Tristan was up to five now.

Ethan paused when I slid my tongue into his crack and the tip brushed gently against his pretty rose bud.

"Oh, God, that feels so good," Ethan moaned.

"My baby likes to have his hole played with, does he?" I asked.

"Itaque! Certe! Sine dubito!" he cried. Yes! Certainly! Without a doubt!

Ethan was a history major, and he was taking Latin, so he was trying to practice. He and I spent an hour every day talking in Latin, but I'd cautioned him that modern "mage Latin" was a little different from the classical form he was studying at school.

"Certe mihi delectat rosulam tuam gustare" I replied. It certainly delights me to taste your little rosebud.

He wiggled his butt at me, so I smacked it playfully and said, "You have to hold it still if you want me to be able to get inside you."

"I'm sorry, sir. I probably deserve a spanking for that," he said with mock seriousness.

The boy seemed hung up on the idea of a spanking. This wasn't the first time he'd brought it up. It wasn't my thing, but I'd promised to help Ethan explore his wants and desires.

I sat up on the bed and said, "If it's a spanking you need boy, climb over my lap and let me warm those cheeks for you."

Ethan had the biggest smile on his face as he tumbled to his feet and stretched across my lap. He was boyishly handsome, not pretty in an effeminate way like Kieran or Alonzo, but in that way very young men often are. I'd managed to get the tips of his hair the same shade of blue as his eyes and it looked good on him. He had some difficulty getting into position because he was hard and dripping.

I helped him settle in and rubbed his butt with one hand. I loved his skin. He was fair with a faint golden undertone that I thought of as sun kissed. He had very light downy hair on his legs, but his cheeks were still smooth.

"Are you sure you want me to do this, Ethan?" I asked, resting my hand on the curve of his butt.

"Yes, sir! I do," Ethan replied.

I believed him because his erection was poking into my thigh. I had to admit that I was getting hard from this scene as well. Seeing his naked butt presented to me in this way had awakened something inside me. Maybe it wasn't my thing because I'd never done it. Ethan's vulnerability was turning me on, and I had a sudden urge to smack his butt hard.

I held back and said, "All you must do is ask me to stop and I'll stop, Ethan. Do you understand?"

"Yes sir," he replied. "I understand."

I gave him a tentative tap with my hand , and he called out, "One, sir."

I knew that one was too light, so I smacked his butt with a little more force.

"Two sir," Ethan said, "but you can spank me harder than that."

I sighed and then drew my hand back. I swung so hard that Ethan's ass jiggled despite its firmness, and the sound reverberated around the room.

"Yes sir; three sir!" Ethan shouted. "That's more like it, sir."

Seeing my red handprint on Ethan's cheek triggered something inside me. My parents had never struck me, so I thought of spanking as something low class people did with their kids. I'd never thought much about it in a sexual context before, but my cock jumped when Ethan cried out. The feeling of my hand on his butt, the feeling of power I held over him as he lay there vulnerable across my lap, was intensely erotic.

I hit him harder, and again he urged me on. Each swat was harder than the last, but Ethan never once asked me to go easier on him. His butt had turned a bright pink, but I kept spanking him.

"Twenty, sir!" he cried.

And I stopped. I turned him around and kissed his face tenderly. The few tears he'd shed were salty on my tongue. But even with the tears, he must have enjoyed himself. He'd leaked so much precum that my pants were soaked.

"Did you like that, Ethan?" I asked.

He nodded and said, "I did, Sebastian. It felt wonderful. I think I could have cum just from the spanking if you'd kept it up."

I kept kissing him until his cock started to twitch and release little globs of cum. Then I pushed him down onto the bed and swallowed him. He erupted immediately, flooding my mouth with his cream. I sucked him dry and massaged the last few drops out with my tongue. Then I climbed up next to him so we could kiss.

"You taste delicious, Ethan," I said, stroking his smooth jaw.

He always blushed when I complimented him, and it never failed to excite me. My erection was pressing against him through my pants. I'd been in such a hurry to get next to him that I hadn't bothered to undress.

"You taste good too, Sebastian," Ethan said quietly. "Can I do you now?"

I didn't answer in words. I just muttered a disrobing spell and sent my clothes flying onto the chair, folding themselves neatly as they landed. I waggled my eyebrows at him, and Ethan jumped up and moved so that he could take my cock in his mouth.

His mouth was warm and wet, and he was getting better at taking my whole cock into his mouth. I wasn't too far above average at seven and half inches, but it was a lot for a smaller guy like Ethan. I noticed that he was getting better at using his tongue to caress my cock when it was in his mouth.

I pulled Ethan over so that he was straddling my chest. I could see his sweet hole peeking between the cheeks, and I could see that his storm sigils had grown. Now a thin tendril of blue had stretched down from the small of his back and was encircling his rose bud. The even thinner tendril that crossed those rosy lips seemed to disappear inside him.

I'd been reading up on spirit touched mages and I'd learned that this was normal. The sigils would continue to grow with his power, and they would follow the channels that carried sexual energy. If the books I'd read were accurate, I could expect them to become intricate and complex around his anus and his genitals, and then to extend down to his feet. I'd noticed earlier that the sigils on his upper spine had begun to extend across his upper back, headed toward his arms. In time, he would have enough of the sigils visible that everyone would think they were tattoos.

I pulled his bottom closer so I could kiss his hole. It rewarded me with a little wink. I played against it with my tongue, enjoying its twitching almost as much as I was enjoying the feel of his mouth moving along my shaft. He mumbled something under his breath and then swallowed all seven and half inches without gagging.

As impressed as I was at his newfound ability to deep throat my cock, I didn't have time to ponder it. His talented mouth was sending waves of pleasure throughout my body, beginning with a tingle in my cock that ran along all my nerves. The cum began to rise in my shaft and my breathing was becoming sharp and shallow.

I couldn't say anything because my tongue was now buried in his sweet ass, but when I came, my head fell back, and I gave out a groan that resounded throughout the room.

"Evae_! Bene me felles_" I yelled. "Take it, Ethan. Swallow my load."

I grabbed his thighs and squeezed them hard while he sucked the last of the cum from my cock. As my orgasm subsided, my breathing slowly returned to normal, and I let go of my grip on his legs. Then he came up and joined me face to face.

"You get better at that every time," I said, brushing his sweaty blond locks out of his eyes.

"I've got a way to go before I catch up with you, Sebastian," he said. "You're the best."

He snuggled against me, and I held him tight. I could have lain there all day, but I had work to do. And so did Ethan. I used the enrobing charm to get dressed and then got out of bed. I had the water heating for tea by the time Ethan got up. I let him fumble the enrobing charm a couple of times before he got it right. He wouldn't learn if I kept stepping in and doing things for him.

I knew by now that Ethan liked his tea with three sugar cubes and a lot of milk. He hadn't drunk tea before we started going out. Now he claimed to love it. I wasn't sure if he really liked it or not. He spent a lot of time copying me and doing what I did.

"Have you been practicing your technique? You have gotten better," I said.

He turned bright red and said, "No! I haven't been with anyone else since we started seeing each other and I don't want to."

"That's sweet, and I feel the same way. I just noticed that you weren't gagging. I didn't know if you'd gotten ahold of a sex toy to practice on."

"No," he said, "but I did tell Cameron that I was terrible at it and that I gagged all the time. He taught me a spell to stop me from gagging."

"Well congratulations on learning a new spell. That one's not too tricky, but ... have you ever miscast it?" I asked.

He shook his head, and I gave a little laugh.

"You don't want to miscast that one," I said. "It'll have you gagging for an hour. Trust me, I know. I used it once on a first date when I saw what the guy was packing. His nine inches must have thrown me off my game because I ruined our night. He probably thought I was disgusted by him, and I was so embarrassed that I couldn't talk to him right away."

"Did you ever apologize and clear it up?" Ethan asked.

"About a week later, I saw him in the Student Union. I threw an obliviation spell at him and made him forget the whole thing. Then I asked him up to my room. I didn't miscast the anti-gag spell a second time," I explained.

We had tea and an omelet I whipped up with magic for breakfast. (I always kept the ingredients on hand and the spell to make a perfect omelet required the ingredients as components of the spell). Then we sat down to get some homework done.

Oliver

Lalo and I had gone down to breakfast. Two of the lupopelles gave us a glare as they walked by. I wondered how much they knew about me and Lalo, and how they knew it. But then I saw one of them sniffing as she walked past. Of course. They were werewolves. They could probably smell the sex on us, and they could smell me on him and him on me.

"Are they going to give you too much trouble?" I asked, gesturing at the two girls who walked by.

Lalo shrugged and said, "Maybe. If they start anything I may have to fight them, but I'm not afraid of a couple of beta girls. The worst they can do is give me a few bruises, maybe break an arm."

"That's pretty bad!" I said.

"Calm down, mageling," Lalo said with a grin. "It wouldn't come to that. They'll just keep calling me `little mage's pet' and `Oliver's Puppy'. I don't care."

I was angry. How could Lalo be so nonchalant about it? I wasn't sure that he wasn't downplaying the threat of violence.

"Is there someone you can talk to about it to make them stop?" I asked.

Lalo suddenly grew serious. He shook his head and firmly said, "No. There isn't. That's not how wolves handle things. They're trying to get a rise out of me. I won't let them. If they start something, I'll fight back. It's what we do. I'd lose any respect the tribe may have for me if I couldn't handle it on my own."

"What's to stop it from going too far?" I asked.

"Public opinion. If the pack thinks the girls' behavior is over the line they'll start expressing it in their body language and their words. We wolves are the ultimate democracy despite all our bossy alphas. Ultimately, the will of the pack takes precedence," he said.

"How will I know if I'm making it worse?" I asked.

"I'll let you know, Oliver. Trust me on that," he replied. "Just don't try and put a collar on me or to take my wolf smell away."

There went the idea of a Serapis Medallion, I thought. I couldn't buy him a necklace, not even as a gift. I'd have to think of other gift ideas. Dating a lupopellis was more complicated than I thought it would be.

Lalo put his hand on my arm and said, "Don't worry about it. They'll find something to tease me about. It's what we wolves do. It's like a constant jockeying for position. I'm not going to tell you some of the things the other guys have called me because they think I'm trying to get all the alphas to do me. But if you want to help, let me look like the dominant partner whenever we're walking together. Then they won't call me your bitch, they'll give me a high five for topping a cute mageling."

I decided to make the best of his situation. I smiled at him and said, "Fine by me! Pretty soon I think you will be topping a mage."

Lalo leaned over the table and kissed me. Then he said, "I hope that you feel comfortable topping me too. We just won't let the wolves know."

I was going to take my omelet back because the cook had gotten some bacon on it, but Lalo put the plate on his tray and went to the counter to order me a fresh one. He wasn't quiet like me. He informed them in no uncertain terms that his BOYFRIEND (he nearly shouted the word) didn't want meat anywhere near his omelet. I could see the wolves looking in his direction. They seemed to be attracted to his forcefulness.

He came back and presented my vegetarian omelet with a flourish, like it was a major achievement. Lalo wasn't a lot bigger than me, but his versipellis metabolism required him to eat a lot. He ate my ruined omelet and his own. We'd just finished and were enjoying a coffee when I felt a hand on my shoulder. I turned around abruptly and saw my cousin standing there. He was as handsome as ever. He had our mothers' light olive skin tone, but his father's Asian eyes.

"Leo!" I said with a grin.

Leo Wu was one of my favorite cousins. He'd been three years ahead of us at the Academy and he was one of the few upperclassmen who'd ever had time for us lowly freshmen. That had been a big help to me since some of the Old Blood mages never let me forget that my dad was a New Blood. It didn't seem to matter to them that I was part of the fifty families on my mother's side.

Lalo had started to rise when he first saw Leo grab my shoulder, but he was calm now. I looked at him and said, "Lalo, this is my cousin Leo. Leo, Lalo, he's my boyfriend."

Leo sat down at the table with us and held out his hand. "Mucho gusto, Lalo. Is that short for Eduardo or Gonzalo or ... that's all I can think of right now."

Lalo smiled back at him (Leo was a charmer when he wanted to be) and said, "Eduardo, but no one ever calls me that."

We spent some time catching up on things. Leo made sure to ask Lalo plenty of questions about his family and background. As the conversation began to wind down, Leo stood up and shook Lalo's hand again and pulled me into a hug.

"I'm going to be in town indefinitely. I'm doing a project for the Conclave and it's going to take a while. Why don't you and Lalo come visit Sunday. You can stay for dinner, and I can take you back to campus Monday. I need to meet with Professor Thorne early in the morning anyway," he said.

I looked at Lalo. He nodded so I said, "Sure. We'll see you then!"

As he was getting up, Leo said, "One more thing. My fiancée Amalthea is kind of ... well she's a Stern and they can be more than a little conservative, but she's alright. If she's looking down her nose at you ... well she looks down on me sometimes too. She doesn't mean anything by it. When I point it out to her, she gets embarrassed. I don't think she even knows she's doing it most of the time."

Lalo and I left shortly after Leo. He wanted to run the exercise trail and I was going to go with him. It wasn't that I wanted to work out on a beautiful Saturday, but I decided to do what he wanted. If we were going to have a relationship, we'd both have to do things the other liked to do.

It wasn't bad. If I would have known that Lalo was going to hold my legs on some of the exercises, to lift me up so I could try a chin up and to generally keep his hands on me while I was exercising, I would have been the one asking him to work out.

Afterward, we took a shower together. I'd never showered with anyone else; it was a very different experience. I washed him, and he washed me. I don't know which was better, my hands feeling his firm chest or his strong hands on my thinner chest. We spent more time kissing than washing but I didn't care.

I dropped to my knees to take his beautiful cock into my mouth, but he put his hand on my arm and said, "Later. After dinner, I want us both to be fully charged so we can enjoy it."

I reluctantly agreed. Before he could reach for his towel, I used a drying spell on both of us. Then we got dressed and did some homework. We only had science and history together, the latter with Professor Thorne. Neither of us needed the help, but it was nice to work together.

We spent the whole day together and I didn't get bored once. Lalo didn't appear to get bored either. We got lunch down in the Baylor dining hall. Lalo had a double cheeseburger, and I had a grilled cheese and fries. Then we did the last of our homework before heading to the pool.

I noticed that Lalo had his arm around me when we were outside the room. I knew that it was to deflect criticism from the other versipelles, and it seemed to be working. I even saw one of the other beta wolves give Lalo a thumbs up as he walked past us. Lalo was trying to give the wolves the impression that he'd "bagged a mage". It was weird that their first assumption was that I'd put Lalo on a leash. I wasn't sure what it said about versipellis culture that they had assumed that I was the one taming him and not vice versa.

The pool was in the basement of the sports building. It was an Olympic size pool with high diving boards. There was a two-hour period where the pool wasn't reserved for the swim team or the dive team on Saturday afternoon. Unlike most pools, the lighting was natural. There were lights up at the ceiling, but there was a spell on them to turn the harsh fluorescent illumination into full spectrum sunlight.

Lalo wore a pair of short square cut swim trunks. They showed off most of his long legs. I was wearing knee length board shorts. They looked big on me because I was so skinny. Lalo had left the pool ahead of me to see if he could secure a couple of chairs. There weren't very many, certainly not enough for everyone who wanted one. I finished going to the bathroom and headed out to find him.

I was looking around for him when I felt a hand on my shoulder. I turned and grasped the Hecate medallion on my bracelet. I used the charm to cast spells when I couldn't easily carry a wand around. It slowed down spell casting, but I was faster than most mages even using a medallion.

"Hello, little mage boy, are you looking for something?"

The speaker was a handsome man who was taller than me, but probably not a lot older. The hardest thing about being a college freshman was that some of the guys looked like mature adults and the guys like me still looked like teenagers. He had dark skin, curly black hair, and the most intense black irises I had ever seen.

"Um .. not really ... I mean yes. I'm looking for my boyfriend," I said.

"My name is David Campos. Maybe I can help you," the guy said. "And if your boyfriend has abandoned you, maybe I can keep you company until he comes back."

He didn't remove his hand from my shoulder. He squeezed harder and pulled me next to him. Then he bent down and inhaled sharply.

"You smell like wolf, mage boy," he said. "Did some wolf mark you as his prey and then abandon you?"

"He didn't abandon me," I said. "He went to find us some chairs."

The way this guy was looking at me made me feel uncomfortable. It was like he was a predator, and I was his prey. His dark eyes were boring into mine and he took his free hand and stroked my jaw. I didn't know how to react. I knew this guy was coming onto me because he was so obvious, but I wasn't the kind of guy other guys came on to. I was boyish and skinny. I knew my face wasn't unattractive, but I didn't think I was handsome. My mouth was too small, and my eyes were too large, making me look like a perpetually surprised owl.

David's finger traced my lips. My lips parted, and David slipped his finger inside my mouth. I didn't mean to. It was like an autonomic reaction. He pulled me closer and bent down toward my face, removed his finger, and brushed my lips with his own. I tried to pull away, but David's other hand had moved to the back of my head and held me close. The hand whose finger had been in my mouth moved down and cupped my butt through my shorts.

I pulled my mouth away from his and said, "Stop. I have a boyfriend and I'm not into this at all."

"Liar," he said, moving his hand down to press against my erection.

I'd had enough. I'd warned him. I'd originally prepared the spell in case Remy grabbed me, but I could reset it. I let my hand touch his wrist and thought of the command phrase, "malleus te pulset". A bolt of pure force struck out from my hand and struck him hard. He stumbled back and stumbled around dazed.

No one seemed to have noticed the exchange except a few students who were likely supernatural themselves. Lalo had been running toward me, but he slowed down to a fast walk when he saw I wasn't in trouble. He wrapped an arm around my shoulder and glared at David.

"Stay away from Oliver; he's mine," he said.

David was shaking off the effects of being stunned, but he looked in our direction and threw his hands up. He gave me a smile that said that he was impressed but this wasn't over.

"I'll see you around, Oliver," he said. Then he turned and left.

"Are you okay?" Lalo asked. "I was coming to get you, but you handled him all on your own."

"Who ... or what was he?" I asked.

Lalo steered me toward the chair he'd found. He'd already put our pool towels on it, although it looked like we'd be sharing. We were thin enough and it would make it clear to everyone that we were together.

"I don't know his name, but he's a were-raptor," he explained. "I didn't notice him earlier. I'm sorry. I got a whiff of his scent when he started touching you."

"Is he dangerous? Should I tell Sebastian about him?" I asked.

Lalo shrugged and said, "Sebastian probably knows. If by dangerous you mean will he hurt somebody, then yes he's probably dangerous to me. He wouldn't hurt you. He was hunting you. If he'd caught you, he would have probably forced himself on you if he couldn't convince you to go with him voluntarily. But once he'd `won' you, he would have lost interest. It's their way."

I nodded and said, "I'm not afraid of him then."

Lalo grinned and said, "I can see that. I didn't know you were such a badass. What did you do to him?"

"It was a simple delayed malleus magicus spell. I keyed it to go off when I thought the command. I'd prepared it for someone else, but I'll reset it once I get back to my wand. I'm not good at complicated spells using my bracelet," I explained.

"Dude you are amazing. Don't sell yourself short. I was coming here to rescue you, but you rescued yourself," he said.

He took my phone away from me and tossed it next to his on the chair. Then he pulled me over to the pool and we jumped in together. I had never been very good at sports, but I could swim, just not very well. I'd even stopped using buoyancy spells a few years ago. I didn't think Lalo really wanted to swim either. He just wanted to play around in the water.

A couple of other guys came around, mostly friends of Lalo. Mages generally didn't like putting their wands out of reach, so they avoided swimming in pools unless they could wear a wand holster. There was too much chance one of the mundanes would notice in the pool with all the bodies jostling against one another. None of my close mage friends could cast spells with a more difficult implement.

When the whistle blew telling us we had to get out so the swim team could practice, we went back to the dorms and Lalo showed me one of his favorite movies on his computer, then we played chess for a while. We agreed to dress up for dinner since the Academia Lounge was a bit pricier than we were used to.

Micah

I was sitting nervously on the bench in front of the vanity while Kendal applied make-up to my face. I'd agreed that he could make my face up however he wanted, and he'd agreed that I could remove it if I didn't like it. I wasn't sure how I felt about it. There was no doubt that he'd made me very pretty. My lips were redder than normal, but they still looked natural. He'd put some mascara on my eyelashes making them look longer and fuller. He'd made my eyelids seem just a shade darker than they were. I didn't look like a girl, but I looked less masculine, softer somehow.

"Do you like it?" he asked.

"I think I do," I said, tentatively. "But will Cameron like it?"

"Oh, Sweetie, I think he will," Kendal replied. "You look fabulous. And if he doesn't, there's only one way to find out. We must try it and see what he says."

I nodded and sighed. This was huge for me. I was outside my comfort zone, but it was exciting. How far was I willing to go?

"Now I have some ideas for clothes tonight," Kendal said. "If you're willing to give it a try , I can make you look amazing."

"I don't think I can go out in public in a dress, Kendal," I said.

It was true. My heart rate was speeding up and despite my arousal, it wasn't racing from excitement. The cold sweat and the frozen fingers told me it was fear.

"Oh no, Sweetie, I wasn't thinking of a dress, at least not until we can gauge how interested Cameron is in seeing you more effeminate. I still say that you have the bone structure to make it work, but let's hold off until later," he said. "We'll start with something a little tamer."

He stood up and started rummaging through his armoire, pulling clothes out and laying them on the futon. Suddenly he snapped his fingers and put everything away and turned toward me with a broad grin on his face. While he was doing that, I cast a spell to make my make-up resistant to smudging, just like I'd promised before we'd started.

"Can you alter clothes with your wand?" he asked.

I replied, "Within limits I can. I can change sizes easily enough and color, but I can't really change the shape too much. Although I can make the clothes mold to my body. I had to do it once when I had to borrow shorts from Cameron, and they wouldn't stay up."

Kendal grabbed a shirt in a shiny gold fabric and held it up. The material was so thin that the lining shone through it.

"This belongs to Tristan, but he never wears it. It will be perfect on you," he said.

Then he put it on me. It was a little loose since Tristan was a little bulkier than me. Once it was settled properly, I used a spell to shrink it down so that it clung to my body. It had long sleeves and no collar. Kendal stepped back and ran his hand down my chest and then down my back.

"Excellent!" he said. Then he pulled out a lacy black thong and handed it to me. "This will make you feel sexy tonight and it will remind you what's awaiting you when we get back. You'll have to make this one bigger in the front, Sweetie. You're a bit bigger than my three inches."

He was so nonchalant about the small size of his penis. I'd seen it earlier when we were in the living room, and he wasn't underestimating its length. I adjusted the thong so that it fit me like a second skin. Next he found a pair of shorts with a zipper and pockets. They were black with silver rivets. I had to make them larger first and then shrink them down when I put them on. I had no idea what fabric they were made from, but they were soft and thin.

He found me a black sweater that was longer in the front than in the back and finally a pair of shoes. He didn't want me in heels because I wasn't that much shorter than Cameron and he didn't want me to be taller than him, so he chose a pair of black sandals. They looked like women's sandals to me since they were less chunky and more delicate in design.

"Now for your hair," he announced. "If it were only three or four inches longer, I could do wonders."

I shrugged and did a spell to make my hair grow longer. It was now past my shoulders. Kendal was smiling when he started brushing it.

Cameron

Elijah said that we had to wait until Kendal and Micah were done before we went upstairs to change for dinner. He'd also warned me to be effusive in my praise of Micah. He hadn't needed to warn me. Micah and Kendal came down the stairs together. Kendal was wearing a short evening dress in sapphire blue and high heeled sandals in the same shade. The dress didn't cover his shoulders, but he was wearing a soft white wrap. His long hair was braided and arranged artfully on top of his head. He'd completed his look with silver hoop earrings and a choker chain of fine silver links.

But my eyes were immediately drawn to Micah. He looked androgynous. He was clearly a boy, although his fine bone structure was even more apparent with the outfit he was wearing. His hair was drawn back and was held in a gold-colored clasp. It hung down to his shoulders in waves. He had no jewelry, but he was wearing more make-up than before. You still had to look for it to see it, but it made his features seem more delicate. With those short black shorts and the tight long-sleeved shirt, he could have almost been taken for a girl, but not quite. The sweater had a very feminine cut that emphasized the effeminate in him, but the shorts had a bulge in the front to accommodate his dick, which emphasized his masculinity.

I took his hand and drew him forward to kiss his red lips.

I said, "You're stunning, Micah. I'm ... I'm at a loss for words. Right now, in my eyes, you are the most beautiful guy a man like me could have and I am honored to have you on my arm tonight."

Elijah was whispering to Kendal, and I saw his hand slide up under Kendal's dress to fondle his bottom, so I decided to follow suit. Since Micah wasn't wearing a dress, I fondled his bottom through those ridiculously thin shorts. It didn't feel like he was wearing underwear, but then I felt the waistband of a lacy thong sticking just above his shorts.

We left our boys so we could go get dressed. I thought that Tristan must have counted as one of the men for this evening, but I was wrong. Micah and I put on dress pants, button down shirts and leather jackets. Elijah shrank some down to fit me. We looked like two well-heeled men about to take our special boys out for an evening of entertainment.

Tristan did not follow suit. He put on a pair of nice shorts, almost as short as Micah's, and a tight red tee shirt with a rainbow-colored knit vest that he left open. He wore boy's knee socks in gray with rainbow stripes at the top and a pair of vans sneakers. He looked like a gay twink hanging on Elijah's arm.

We met the boys and Elijah whisked us away to Lake City Lodge. I'd never been there before, but my Liberty Lodge ring allowed me entry. Tristan had an Angel Lodge ring while Elijah has a Bluegrass Lodge ring. Poor Tristan had to be signed in as a guest, but he didn't seem to mind. Some of the mages there knew him by name, so this wasn't his first trip.

The Lake City Lodge was done in Chicago style, which meant a lot of big windows and overhead lighting, large mirrors on the wall in many of the rooms and more leather with brass or brushed nickel ornamentation than I'd seen in one place before. It couldn't have been more different from the Liberty Lodge in Boston if it had tried. And many of the mages were leaning heavily into Jazz Age Chicago as well. There was a lot of magewear that resembled three-piece suits with robes that resembled trench coats. Even the women wore that style of robe over their sleek and colorful 1920s style dresses. Although some of them wore three-piece suits as well.

I was glad that Elijah knew the spell to open the nexus. Generally, you were allowed to open the nexus portal if you knew the spell, but if an attendant had to do it for you, the cost was one argentarius (a mage coin containing one ounce of silver) per person. According to the sign, the exchange rate was $24 today (that would have been $29 including the customary tip for the attendant).

It was evening in the nexus, which meant that the faux sky above was a very dark and very deep blue with bright pinpoints of light resembling stars. The fake moon hanging stationary in the sky didn't go through phases normally. Instead, it went through all its phases each night, beginning and ending with the full moon. It could be a little unsettling since it didn't follow any natural pattern, but it was beautiful. It would be even more beautiful when the Christmas season began, and the faux stars began twinkling in every hue imaginable.

We walked from the nexus portal down to Michigan street (named for the Lake, not the state) towards the Centrum, the octagonal plaza at the center of the nexus. We didn't walk all the way there; we turned on Inner Ring Street because Flanagan's sat on the corner of Inner Ring and Beacon Street (the street between the Centrum and the Boston nexus portal).

Micah

I was nervous to go out in public dressed in such an effeminate outfit. It wasn't that the mage community was as prone to prejudice as the mundane community, but we were a small community, nonetheless. Going out in public this way, especially in the nexus, hanging on Cameron's arm, would start the rumors flying if anyone who knew either of us saw us together. What would Remy say? His branch of the Adler family lived in Chicago. Was it possible that even now word was getting back to him?

Being with Cameron for just this one day had made me start questioning everything about my life. I'd spent years at the Academy halfway in love with Cameron wishing he would take charge like he was doing now. Just walking along beside him, pressed against his side, was exciting and incredibly arousing.

At the Lake City Lodge, I'd felt a lot of eyes on me, and I'd noticed one guy who'd followed me with his gaze as I walked through the downstairs lounge. I'd instinctively pressed closer against Cameron. I didn't think he'd noticed the guy, but he moved arm to my waist and squeezed me tighter against him.

It was a Saturday, so the nexus was full of mage families going shopping. We got a few looks, but I thought that was probably because we were such an elegantly dressed group. Most of the visitors were more casually dressed than Cameron, Elijah, and Kendal. Tristan and I were also more casual. A few whispered voices made the meaning clear, however.

"Isn't that Mordecai Adler?" someone whispered, obviously pointing towards Elijah.

"Don't be silly. Mordecai's taller and bigger than that!" someone whispered back.

It was funny really. Elijah was taller and more muscular than Uncle Mordecai. I guessed the Mordecai Adler in their minds was built along even more heroic proportions than he really was. But that was the way with heroes.

Cameron

I'll buy dinner if you have the money to replace Micah's slave collar, Elijah's voice said in my mind.

I have some money, but I don't want to see him in a slave collar, I replied.

Elijah raised an eyebrow and said, then don't buy him a collar. Buy him a necklace and put your name on it.

I agreed so Elijah said aloud, "That other store you wanted to stop at is just ahead, on the way to Flanagan's."

And there it was. Burk's Jewelry was a storefront with no display windows. The sign read, "Purveyors of Fine Jewelry, Amulets and Talismans since 1902". I'd heard of this place since I'd been up and down this street several times. The Burks were a minor oldblood family (like my own Campbell family) that specialized in magical items. The business was currently owned by Lettie (Leticia) Burk. She ran the business with the help of her two fraternal twin children Felix and Felicia who were in their early twenties. From their look and their demeanor, most people assumed that they were part elf. Such a lineage was very rare, but not impossible. Their sharp, angular features seemed to say that the stories were true, but Lettie never confirmed or denied it.

The inside of the shop was lit by lanterns that gave off a soft white light, and the showroom was filled with glass cases containing an array of rings, bracelets, earrings, necklaces, watches, fobs, pendants, medallions, and other pieces of fine jewelry. It looked like there were items made from platinum, gold, silver, copper, stainless steel, tungsten steel, and titanium.

Felix Burke was behind the counter when we came in. He spoke to Elijah first while I was looking at necklaces. It made sense. Everyone always assumed Elijah was in charge.

"Did you need another communion ring, magus Jackson?" he asked. "I noticed that Kendal isn't wearing his today."

"You have a keen eye, Felix," Elijah replied. "I lent Kendal's ring to my friend Cameron here in case we get separated. He's your customer today."

Felix came over and shook my hand. I noticed that his nails were hard and pointed and that his smile exposed vaguely feline teeth. His sharp features were dark and handsome.

"What can I do for you tonight, magus Cameron?" he asked.

He noticed that Micah was looking at the necklaces and that we were obviously together. He asked, "Are you looking for something for your ... boyfriend?"

"Yes," I said. "This is my boyfriend Micah and I need to get him a necklace to show that he's mine."

"Do you want a binding on it?" he whispered. I didn't see his lips move but I heard the voice whispering inside my ear.

I shook my head no and said, "I just want something he can wear that's masculine, but pretty enough to complement his beauty. And I want my name on it."

Micah looked up while I was speaking and put his hands gently on my arm. I turned to him and asked, "You don't have a problem wearing my name around your throat do you?"

"No sir," Micah said with a smile.

I hadn't seen that smile of his much over the last year. I'd forgotten how it went straight to the pit of my stomach and set up a tingling flutter that set fire to my loins. I'd wanted him for years but coming this close to losing him before I ever got him was maddening. Now I wanted him more than I ever had.

"Then I want to get you a necklace with my name on it. It's not a slave collar because I don't like seeing you in that, but I want to get something pretty that serves the same purpose," I said.

I'd taken a chance with that last sentence, but it seemed to be working. Micah took a deep breath and bit his lip. I leaned over and kissed his glossy lips. They tasted of sweet cherries , and they were soft and beautiful.

Felix Burk didn't say anything. He just waited patiently for me to finish, then he said, "From your words, I take it that you're looking for a choker with a fastening enchantment that can only be opened by the one who put it on. We have a variety of metals and styles available, and we can add other enchantments as well."

I put an arm around Micah and directed his attention to the case next to Felix.

"They have everything here," I said, gesturing toward the displays.

"Oh Cameron, they're all lovely, but I think I like this one that looks like rose gold," Micah said, gesturing at a simple choker with large Cuban style links. It looked like a solid length of chain, large enough to remind everyone of a real chain, but stylish enough to look great on him. Secretly I was happy that he was interested in anodized titanium instead of the real rose gold. It was much less expensive than the real thing, but the color wasn't authentic.

"Are you sure you don't want to get real gold?" Micah. "I can cover it."

He smiled deeply and said, "No. I like this one. Titanium is sturdier than gold, and if I remember my arcana classes correctly, it's harder to enchant, but the enchantment is more durable."

"Your lovely boyfriend is correct," Felix said. "Furthermore, titanium is more useful magically. New magic links can be incorporated into the necklace and the enchantments will bond to one another without interference."

"Fine," I said. "Rose Gold Titanium it is. I'm going to need that fastening enchantment and a comfort enchantment. I know that Micah gets cold in the winter. Oh, and I'll want my name on a pendant. No! I want the pendant to say, `Cameron's Boy'."

Felix smiled and said, "Very good, sir. I have links with those enchantments, and it won't take but a few minutes to add them to the chain. I assume that you'll want me to shorten the chain so that it fits snuggly against his delicate neck. We can always add more mundane chains later, free of charge if we need to enlarge it."

Felix adjusted the chain while I waited, using his wand to anodize the titanium and to open the links. He used a three-inch micro wand to carefully inscribe magic sigils into the links, and then to inscribe the words I'd given him onto a small, rounded pendant with the Sigil of Eros on it.

I took the finished chain and placed it around Micah's neck. The link with the fastening enchantment could be closed with a simple touch, but it could only be opened again by the one who closed it. Once I'd fastened the chain, I gave him another kiss. I kept kissing him until I felt Elijah, Tristan and Kendal join us in a group hug.

"Time to pay the man and go," Elijah said with a chuckle.

Micah

My head was swimming. When Cameron fastened that chain around my neck, it felt right. He was giving me the most wonderful day of my life so far, but what did it all mean? Was this just a date or was he trying to say something more. All I knew for sure was that right then I was wearing Cameron's chain around my neck, and I was marked as his.

Being with him didn't feel the same as being with Remy. It was exciting the way that Remy took possession of me and made me his, but with him I was his property. Cameron was taking charge, allowing me to submit to him, but he wasn't demeaning me because of my submission. He showed me nothing but affection. Did I like Cameron's dominance more than Remy's? Probably. Did that make me feel guilty? Definitely.

After the jewelry store it was a short trip up the road to Flanagan's, which looked like an old time Boston restaurant with wood paneling and a nautical theme. We had to wait a while to get a table for five since it was a busy night in the nexus. The nice thing about the mage community was that we were (for the most part) tolerant of eccentricity and difference. And there were a lot of gay and bisexual mages. Neither Kendal nor I attracted any unpleasant attention.

"This is one of my favorite places in the nexus," Cameron said as he held my chair out for me to sit down.

Then he took the seat next to me and scooted his chair closer to mine. I was glancing at the menu, unsure what to order. Every time I found something that looked good and read the entry, I saw bacon or shellfish. And Cameron kept distracting me with his hands and his lips. He wasn't being inappropriate, but affectionate. I wasn't used to it.

My mom had always been busy with her career when I was growing up. Dad had been a great father in many ways, but he hadn't been physical with his affection. And I'd never had a boyfriend before. With Remy, it had always been about sex and him disciplining me. And with Cameron and the guys at the Academy, it had rarely risen above handjobs and the occasional blowjob.

When the waiter came around, Cameron took charge again.

"I'll have the clam chowder. My boyfriend keeps kosher, so he'll have the Abe Hart Special," he said.

I gave him a questioning look, so he leaned and whispered, "When Ryan Flanagan opened this restaurant back in 1911, he borrowed money from his brother-in-law, Abe Hart. Hart kept kosher and Flanagan made sure to have a few kosher meals on the menu. You'll like the special. It's corn chowder with haddock."

Cameron was taking charge and making decisions for me, but he was thinking about my needs and preferences. It was like he was letting me know that it was okay to let go and trust him to make the best decisions for me. I had to shift around on my chair a little to readjust myself.

Dinner was good, and Cameron was right. I did love the Abe Hart special. It had the perfect blend of sweet from the corn and savory from the fish and onions. But as good as it was, I kept thinking about the fact that this was my first date. And it was Cameron who'd made it the best night ever.

Oliver

Dinner with Lalo had been great. As expected, the Academia Lounge was more expensive than any of the other places to eat on campus, it still wasn't too bad. It cost me $30 for grilled carrots with a balsamic glaze, macaroni and cheese, and sauteed mushrooms. But the price was expected since the mushrooms were morels and the macaroni contained gruyere and pecorino in addition to muenster and cheddar. Lalo paid a little more for his meal, but he had a sous vide ribeye steak finished with white truffle butter. It was excellent, but dinner wasn't what I was looking forward to tonight .

After dinner we went out for a walk in the woods to let our dinner settle. Lalo reached out and took my hand in his and held it tight. We were walking in the starlight. Since the moon was a waxing crescent it wouldn't rise until after midnight. There were several walking and jogging paths through the woods. It was a cool night, but not yet cold. I felt warm inside and it had nothing to do with the weather.

"I want to do it tonight, Lalo," I said.

He stopped and turned to face me. His breath smelled of meat, but I ignored it. His hands on my arms sent a thrill down my spine. He was making me feel submissive. I didn't object. I leaned in and he took me in his arms and said, "I want to do it, too, Oliver. But I won't rush you. If you change your mind, or it just doesn't feel right, let me know and we can stop. I won't be upset."

"You're a great guy, Lalo," I replied, pressing my face to his chest, and breathing in his scent. It was more powerful than any mage I'd ever hugged. And it was arousing instead of off-putting.

"We could do it here in the woods, except that I'm afraid to hurt you if we don't have lube," he said. "I'm not huge, but I am bigger than most guys my size."

"I know," I replied. "You barely fit in my mouth, but from an anatomical perspective, I'm sure that my rectum is more elastic and can take your cock more easily."

Lalo chuckled and then said, "You are such a nerd, Oliver. You're lucky that your nerdy need to put everything into scientific perspective turns me on so much, even more than your big eyes (he kissed my eyelids), your delicious ears (he nibbled my ears gently) and your sexy little mouth."

His lips brushed mine and then he pulled me tight against him. His erection was pressing against my own through our pants. I was ready.

"I want to do it now," I said. "I overthink everything and I'll talk myself out of it before we get back to the dorms. We need to outsmart my brain and just do it here under the starlight."

Lalo said, "If you're sure, I'm happy to do it here. I have a condom in my pocket."

"We don't need a condom," I said. "I'm a mage and I don't get sick so you can't catch anything from me."

"You really are a virgin," Lalo replied. "I'm not worried about disease, Oli. Our pack has a spirit talker. He'd just summon a healing spirit to possess me until I got better. But anal sex can get messy if we don't have time to prepare."

I kissed his chest through his shirt and then said, "I know that, Lalo. I read a lot. But I'm a mage, and I have a spell for that. I learned it when I was fourteen and I've been waiting for a chance to use it when it matters."

Lalo kept kissing me as he walked me backward towards a bit of mossy ground and laid me down on my back. He lay down next to me and ran a finger across my lips. When they parted he playfully stuck it inside my mouth. I sucked on the finger gently, bringing a smile to his face.

"You're like some sort of boy scout," he said, "always prepared."

He was teasing me, but he was right. I didn't like to feel unprepared for anything. That's why this dating thing was so hard for me. I had to let go and let Lalo lead the way. Even when I'd suggested the date, he'd sort of taken it over. I was surprised that I'd let him. I was even more surprised that I enjoyed letting him do it.

"Kiss me, Lalo," I said as I ran my hand up his arm. He was firm and muscular, while I was thin and soft. He had a fine dusting of hair on his arms, while mine were naturally almost hairless.

He pressed his lips firmly against mine and kissed me passionately. I surrendered to his tongue and used my hands to unbutton his shirt. Oliver ran one hand down my chest and abdomen, then brushed it across my groin.

I broke the kiss and said, "Let me cast a couple of spells."

I pulled out my wand and cast the disrobing spell on both of us, causing our clothes to fly off and stack themselves neatly on the ground. Then I caste a cleansing spell on both of us. I wanted to be clean inside for my first time and I wanted to freshen Lalo's breath. I cleaned him inside as well. From the look on his face, I could tell exactly when the spell hit his bottom. However, I left that amazingly arousing scent his body was giving off.

"Just in case," I said with a smile and a wink.

Then I mumbled a lubrication spell on myself before putting the wand aside, but within reach. Lalo was smiling indulgently down at me.

I shrugged and said, "I'm ready now."

"You are the cutest," Lalo said.

He kissed me again and took hold of my cock. I quivered against him and moaned.

"Not yet," he said with a smile as he moved his hand down to caress my bottom.

"Do it, Lalo," I said. "I'm ready for you now."

"Don't rush it, Oli," Lalo said. "I want to make sure it's good for you."

"I'm afraid I'm going to cum if you touch me again," I said. "I don't want to ruin it by cumming too soon."

Lalo kissed me gently and slid his fingers between my cheeks and rubbed my hole with his finger. I moaned and my anus opened at his touch. About half the tip slid inside me and I gasped.

"Oh, my gods!" I cried out. "Keep doing that, Lalo. I ... I've never felt so good down there!"

"I've never heard of a virgin opening at just a touch before," Lalo said. "You must want this bad. Don't worry about cumming too soon. Let me worry about it. I'm going to take my time and get you ready because I want this to be nothing but pleasure for you. If you cum too soon, you'll just have to wait for another night to do me. Do you want me to go on?"

I sighed, "I do, Lalo. I do. I ... you don't care if I can't ... you know ... if I can't do you too."

Lalo laughed softly and worked his finger deeper inside me. It didn't hurt, but no matter how many times I'd stuck my own finger inside myself, it had never felt this good. Lalo touching me in this most intimate way imaginable was like he was laying claim to me, taking possession of my bottom, and making it his.

"Oli, I can wait. I do want to teach you all the ways we can enjoy one another, but you're so tight and silky smooth that all I can think about right now is how badly I want to get inside you. If I must wait a week or a month or even a year, it doesn't matter to me."

Lalo covered my mouth with his lips again and continued to work his fingers inside me. One finger was replaced with two, and then three. The incredible pleasure in my butt overshadowed the throbbing in my cock. I didn't know it was possible to hang on the edge of orgasm for as long as I had, but still, I didn't cum.

His fingers were working against the muscles of my hole. It felt amazing, but it felt even better when suddenly my hole stopped resisting. The sphincter muscle relaxed completely and allowed his fingers to play freely and stroke my insides. And he wasted no time finding my prostate and probing it gently.

I let out a high-pitched series of small "uh" sounds that increased in volume and pitch. Lalo couldn't help but laugh.

"Don't make fun of me," I said, slapping him playfully on the chest.

"I'm not making fun of you, Oli," Lalo replied with a grin. "Honestly! I think I made those same sounds my first time. They're cute and so are you. But I also think you're ready for me now."

"I am!" I yelled. "Take me, Lalo. Take me hard!"

Lalo moved between my legs and pressed his cock against me. I didn't care what he said. He was big as far as I was concerned. I had caught a glimpse of his cock next to mine while he was getting me into position. He had probably an inch and half on me, and maybe a quarter inch in diameter.

He slid the head of his cock inside me, sending a thrill up my spine. This was it. I had dreamed about losing my virginity for the last couple of years. I'd almost begged my cousin to take it last summer when he was visiting, but he kept calling me "kid", so I didn't think he'd be interested.

Lalo pushed my legs further apart, so he had easier access. He seemed surprised at how easily he slid inside me, but the lubrication spell was a lot more effective than any mundane lube.

"Keep your eyes open, Oli. I want to be able to look into your eyes while I take your virginity. It was your eyes that made me fall in love with, even more than your big brain and quick wit. But now I think I've found a new favorite part of your body," he said.

I was blushing. I wasn't used to compliments on my appearance or my body. I looked skinny, pale, and immature next to Lalo. I knew I didn't have much muscle or even the beginnings of masculine definition in my chest and abs. Apparently Lalo disagreed with my assessment.

"You're beautiful, Oli," he said. "And I am honored that you've chosen me to be the one who takes your virginity. It's a special gift and I want you to know how much I treasure it."

Then he slid all the way inside me. I gasped when he brushed across my prostate. It was like a spark shot out and ran along the nerve endings in my skin. I started to cry, and I hated it. I never got this emotional.

"Does it hurt too much, Oli," Lalo asked as he wiped away a tear with his thumb.

"No. It barely hurts at all," I replied, even though it was a lie. It did hurt, but not in a bad way. Instead of causing my erection to fade, it got even harder and started to throb. "It's just that ... you make me feel special, Lalo, and I'm not that special. Aside from my brain, I'm just a weak boy. I don't deserve a strong man like you ... and I'm afraid I'll disappoint you."

"Stop it!" Lalo said firmly. "I don't allow people to run my friends down, not even you. You're overthinking everything. None of what you're saying is true. I love your boyish body; I love your creamy skin; and I love the way your sexy little butt bounces when I slam my hips into you."

I nodded and said, "I'm not going to last much longer, Lalo. You're too good at this."

"Good!" he replied with a grin, "because I don't think I can hold out much longer myself. I refuse to embarrass myself by cumming before you. The sooner you cum, the sooner I cum."

He did last longer than me, and I lasted for another five minutes or so. I started grunting incoherently as he pounded inside me. The pressure continued to build inside my cock. It was like I was going to reach orgasm but was hung up on the last few seconds. My eyes grew even wider than normal, and my breath caught in my throat. At that exact moment, Lalo took hold of my penis. He wrapped his hands around my shaft and squeezed gently but firmly.

I came. I let loose a loud groan and shouted, "I'm cumming, Lalo! I'm cumming!"

Lalo's eyes flew open almost as wide as mine as my ass clamped down on his cock. And then he made the most ridiculously cute face I'd ever seen as he let out a moan of his own.

"Damn that feels good, Oli," he said. "Your ass is milking the cum right out of me."

I swear that it felt like several minutes we lay like that, me shooting cum all over myself and him emptying his load deep inside me. And when we were both spent, we lay there on the ground, Lalo's weight pressing me into the moss. He stayed inside me until his cock detumesced and slid out. Then we lay in each other's arms, our cum drying on our skin.

"Thank you, Lalo," I said. "That was better than I'd imagined it would be."

"Don't thank me," he replied. "Thank you. I've usually bottomed, you know. That's all the alphas want from us, and most of the betas I've known until this year are older than me and they expected to top me not the other way around. You made me feel like a man instead of a boy , and it was the first time for me. In a way, you took my virginity tonight as well. I'd done it before, but it hadn't ever made me feel this way. Right now, I think I'd fight anyone to keep you for myself."

He seemed to get a little guilty and he added, "I hope that's not too much. I'm not really a controlling sort of guy. It's just that I ..."

"Feel like you own my ass," I finished for him. "I kind of feel that way too right now. I ... do you ... does this mean that we're ... you know, together?"

Lalo held me tight and said, "As much as possible. I have no choice but to submit to the alphas, but the betas in the pack are out of luck if they want me. I ... I wish I could be exclusive with you, but I can't deny the alphas. If that's not okay with you, I'll understand, but I hope that you still want to be my boyfriend."

"I do, Lalo. I want to be your boyfriend," I said.

"And does that mean that you won't be with anyone else?" he asked.

That was strange. He wanted me to keep myself just for him even after he'd just said that he didn't plan to do the same. I knew things were different for lupopelles_,_ but ... Oh well. I didn't really care. All my usual sexual outlets were unavailable to me right now. Cameron was fixated on Micah and Micah was going to be with either Cameron or Remy.

"Sure," I promised. "I'll be faithful to you so long as we're together."

"Good," he said, sounding relieved. "I'm still a wolf, Oli. If I smell another man on you, it will drive me crazy. Even a woman's smell would raise my hackles. I'm sure I could control myself, but it would be better if you weren't with any other men and ... just ask me if you want to be with a girl. I'll live with it, but I don't want to be surprised, okay?"

"Okay, Lalo. I promise," I said.

My apprehension over the conversation died down as we kissed and made out some more. When it finally started to get cold, we got dressed and headed back to Baylor Hall.

Sebastian

I had to be at Severan House tonight by 9:00 PM so we could start the Reality Warping Ritual for Jason no later than 10:00 PM. But I had an hour and a half after dinner to spend with Ethan. I took him back to my room and wasted no time. He'd been clinging to me like the horny seventeen-year-old he was all evening, so I didn't even ask permission. Ethan liked it when I took charge, so I just assumed his consent and hit him with the disrobing spell as soon as the door had latched. He turned and looked at me in surprise, but his dick was beginning to swell. He raised his eyebrows and then spun around to give me a good look at his body.

And I was becoming obsessed with his tight little teenage body. A frown crossed my face momentarily. I'd noticed two things that were new since this morning. Ethan's storm sigils had grown darker and broader, probably in response to our sexual encounter earlier and his intense training session in spellcraft with Clarissa. As their complexity increased, I noticed patterns drawn in different shades of blue shot through with a faint silver tracery. That was sexy in its own way. The second thing was less welcome. His body hair had fallen out within several inches of the sigils. Since they were concentrated on his chest and groin, those were the areas that had become denuded of hair. His body looked younger that way, and I wasn't entirely comfortable with the way my cock was responding. Intellectually, his even more youthful appearance disturbed me, but my body seemed to like it.

"What happened to your hair," I asked him as I ran a hand over the perfectly smooth skin of his groin.

He shrugged and then replied timidly, "It got brittle and started breaking off. Then I ... don't be mad, Sebastian. All the hair on the sigils fell out and it looked spotty and stupid, so I did a spell that removed it. I know you don't like it, but ... I left the hair under my arms and on the parts of my legs that don't have visible sigils yet, but I can feel the energy flow through them and when it does the hair itches."

I took him in my arms and rubbed his back. He was clearly upset, and he thought I'd be mad at him. I had to reassure him.

"Don't worry about it," I said. "I want you to be comfortable. Remove as much hair as you need to so you can feel comfortable. It only bothers me because you're already so much younger than me and you look even younger without body hair."

I ran my hand across his groin and took hold of his now hairless cock and balls. They felt silky smooth, and the sensation was erotic. He must have thought so too. His dick became hard as wood in my hand.

"I have to admit that it's sexy," I assured him. "It makes me feel like a dirty old man, but apparently feeling like a dirty old man excites me."

I sat down and pulled him onto my lap. He leaned against my chest and said, "Thank you, sir. I am so relieved that you're not angry. I don't ever want to do anything to make you angry."

I was going to talk to Jason about getting some alchemical depilatory for Ethan so he wouldn't have to remove his body hair every week. But now I needed to prove to Ethan that he hadn't upset me. He was still young and immature enough not to believe me without proof.

I kissed him and fondled his balls in their smooth sack. He spread his legs and I ran a finger along his hairless crack. I wouldn't have to work hard to prove it to him. My cock was threatening to burst out of my trousers. I mumbled the disrobing spell and sent my own clothes to the chair. Ethan grabbed my dick immediately and sighed with relief when he felt how hard I was.

"I was afraid I'd turn you off," he whispered.

"You're too beautiful to ever turn me off, golden boy," I replied.

Then I showed him how serious I was. I buried my face in his neck and kissed him until he started giggling. Then I eased him down onto the bed and lay down beside him with my mouth near his cock. I kissed it gently and then with more passion. He followed suit and kissed my raging erection.

He wasn't that small in the cock department. He was average, barely, maybe a little less. But his dick was cute, and the faint tracery of storm sigils made it seem exotic to me. I peeled back his foreskin and kissed the sensitive pink head when it appeared.

He let out a sweet little high-pitched noise that sound like "uuunh" when my lips wrapped around the head. I had to remind myself that not only was Ethan just seventeen years old (eighteen next weekend!), but his sexuality had only recently awakened since the channels that carried both magical and sexual energy had been clogged.

But he was making up for lost time, and his cocksucking skills were getting better every day. I heard him mumble the anti-gagging spell and held my breath for a moment until he swallowed me without gagging. Once again he'd managed to cast the spell without mishap.

Ethan's mouth was warm and wet, and the anti-gagging charm he'd used allowed him to swallow me all the way to the root. Soon his nose was pressed against my pubes. I returned the favor and started to hum so my throat vibrated. He choked and pulled off me.

"That is amazing, Sebastian!" he said. "Let me try."

He swallowed me again and started a weak hum. I got a lot more out of it than he did because he was small enough that he barely made it into my throat, while I was a couple inches deeper inside him than he was inside me. I sucked him harder and used my tongue to massage his shaft. His cock was narrower than mine, and I had room to maneuver around his shaft.

"Mfwuh!" Ethan said. I had no idea what that meant because my dick was in his mouth, and the words had come out unintelligible.

I felt his cock tense and then he shot his load down my throat. As much as I wanted to taste his sweetness, I waited until he had stopped cumming before I pulled back and satisfied myself with the few drops remaining on the head of his cock.

Ethan's body went limp after he came, but he kept bouncing his head on my dick until I shot down his throat. He was greedier than I had been. He pulled back immediately and took most of it in his mouth where he could taste it.

We kissed for a while afterwards. As I was stroking his hair, I said, "Seven days until the big day, Ethan. Seven more days."

"I can't wait," he replied with a sigh.

I held him until he fell asleep. I stared at his face for a while. He was so different from the guys I'd liked in the past. He was younger, more handsome , and more vulnerable than any of them. I'd always gone for older men, and I'd always felt like the junior partner, the one who had to learn, the eramenos. Being with Ethan had forced me to become more mature. Now I had to be the senior partner, the mentor, the erastes. It felt like a major milestone in my life. With Ethan I was looking forward to reaching yet another milestone, the point where he became my equal and we could be together as true partners. Looking at him now, his face boyish in repose, I realized that it may be a while before he reached that point.

Right then he looked like the little brother I never had. With his parents dead and his uncle dead, he was alone. I had somehow become responsible for him. It was the main thing holding me back from taking his virginity right away. I didn't think I'd ever stop feeling responsible for him, but I was looking forward to his adulthood. Even if it was just a minor difference, psychologically it was huge for me. I wouldn't have touched him sexually until he turned eighteen if Marvin the healer hadn't ordered it. Once he was an adult, it would feel less like I was taking advantage of him.

When the clock showed 8:45, I slipped out of bed and got ready for the ritual. Ethan already knew I was going to be gone until morning. I got ready quickly. (It was one of the advantages of being a mage.) Then I kissed his forehead and headed for Severan House.

Micah

After dinner we walked the nexus for a while before heading back home. Cameron was wonderful. He was showing his dominance in the same way Elijah did. He didn't give me orders, but he told me what to do and just expected me to do it. It was sexy in its own way. And he never called me stupid or yelled at me. He never made me feel inferior to him, just subordinate. I hadn't been aware that it was possible to be subordinate without being inferior.

It was impossible to translocate out of the nexus except through a portal, so we returned to Lake City Lodge in Chicago and then Elijah translocated us home. Elijah and his boys headed for their bedroom and Cameron took hold of my arms and kissed me.

"We could clean up the fast and magical way, or we could do it the slow and sensual way. I've decided that we're going for option two. Get undressed," he said.

I stripped down while he was out of the room, but I left on the lacy black thong. He came back in with a couple of towels and a grin. He put the towels down and whistled.

"You look amazing in that thong," he said, running his hands over my lace covered erection. "You shouldn't ever wear any other type of underwear."

He turned me around and played with the strap that ran between my cheeks, then smacked my butt playfully.

"Do it harder, Cameron," I begged. "I need a firm hand."

He kissed my neck passionately and then gave me a dozen swats hard enough to get my cock leaking. I moaned "yes" and leaned against him.

"We don't have time for this right now, Micah," he said. "I'm sorry. I'll spank you as hard as you want tomorrow."

He picked up the towels and said, "We'll have to get you a sexy robe to wear, but a towel will have to do tonight."

He wrapped the towel around me and tucked a corner in to keep it tight around my waist and then he used the disrobing spell on himself and wrapped his own towel around him.

"We have to go downstairs," he said. "Elijah has a tub big enough for him and both his boys down there. We could probably go swimming."

He was exaggerating, of course, but the tub was huge. It was one of those clawfoot tubs, but it had arcane sigils along the sides. He must have set it to filling while he was grabbing the towels. It was half full and steaming. And the surface of the water was covered with bubbles that shone in the light. It smelled of citrus and spice.

Cameron took both our towels and put them on hooks. I was staring at his back. It was a nice back, and a nice firm backside as well. His skin was pale, but it was covered in dark freckles, lots of them. I liked the contrast between their reddish brown and the creamy skin underneath them. I was already hard when he climbed into the tub and gestured for me to join him.

I could have gotten in on my own, but Cameron insisted on taking my hand and helping me over the edge. He sat down and then pulled me down to sit on his legs facing him. He was naked except for his Serapis medallion. I had one too, but I also had the titanium choker he gave me tonight. We both put our wands in the wand holder that was attached to the wall behind the tub.

Cameron put his hands on my hips and pulled me forward until I could feel his erection touching mine. Then he cupped my face with his warm, wet hands and gave me a passionate kiss that made me want to melt against him.

"What are we doing, sir?" I asked him.

"We're taking a long and sensual bath together," he replied.

"No sir," I said. "I mean what are we doing this weekend? What is this?"

"This weekend, next week and the following weekend is about you spending time with me. It's about me showing you what you can have...," he said.

"...If I don't choose to go to Master Remy," I said, finishing his thought .

He saw the concern in my face, and he kissed me again.

"I don't want you to think about Remy. You had all last week to think about him. I want to tell you about me, about us," he said. "I think I've been in love with you from the first year I saw you at the Academy. I know that I've been in love with you since the day we became roommates, back in seventh grade. I was afraid of letting you know because ... well, I was afraid I wouldn't be able to live up to what you want to see in a man. But I want you to know that I am willing to do anything.

"I want us to be together. I want to be the man you promise to obey, and I will be the man who takes care of you and protects you and loves you. I'll tell you now that I won't be the man who chains you up or demeans you. I won't steal your orgasms or abuse you. I won't call you names and make you feel bad. If you can live with me not doing any of those things, I will be happy to be strong for you and to be that man you must obey."

"Remy beats me," I said. "It's the only way I can learn to do things the right way."

"Oh Micah, that's not true. You get dumber around him. Everyone has noticed it. And yes, you can be irresponsible sometimes, even more than the rest of us dumb teenagers, but you don't need to be beaten," he said. "If you get out of line or need a reminder, I'll spank you with my hand on your beautiful butt, but I won't go farther than that."

He was trying to meet me halfway. He'd never said anything even remotely like this before. I knew he liked me, but I had no idea that his feelings went this deep. And there was something in him that had changed, that had made him more self-assured. It wasn't just that his body had developed hard muscle. It was something inside him. His confidence and power were strong enough for me to feel it. He wasn't like Remy; he was like ... Darren.

I'd secretly lusted after Darren while we were roommates. I was afraid of him. Any sane person would be afraid to room with a versipellis, especially a lupopellis, a werewolf. Darren had been masculine, confident, and authoritarian, but never mean. That was Cameron now.

"I need time to think about it, sir," I said as I lay down on his chest and let my erection press into his.

Cameron liked my erections. He liked to see that I was excited to be with him. And he was excited to be with me as well. We made out until the water got cold. Then Cameron heated it up with his wand and we washed one another.

Afterward, he wrapped me in a towel and led me back to the guest room. He took me again that night. He used a mundane lubricant this time and he played with my butt until I opened for him. It was glorious. I came harder than before even though he never touched my dick. That was twice now. He knew how to push all my buttons.

Elijah

I got up and left Tristan and Kendal cuddling in the bed. I'd promised Sebastian to help anchor the ritual tonight, but I was going to make Jason Lee pay for it. I didn't need anything, but I wanted to take up a collection to help Cameron claim his boy and Jason had connections that could get us stuff fast.

Cameron and Micah were talking in the downstairs bathtub. It seemed serious. I was spending a lot of time helping little white boys find love. Maybe it was time I did the same thing for a brother. Terrence wasn't going to get his hands on Kyle. I saw the way that pretty muscle boy looked at the scrawny black versipellis Simon. Besides, I wasn't going to rob one brother for another. I'd keep my eyes and ears open to help Terrence find someone else. He wasn't a mage, but he was an athlete. I'd been tutoring a lot of athletes. Maybe I could help him find someone on one of the teams.

If I didn't watch out, I would become as much of a matchmaker as Sebastian.

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.

·        Amalthea Stern. A 25-year-old mage researcher who lives in the town of Severan. She is doing research on the effects of the numina flux zone on mundanes living in the area. Her theory is that the NFZ causes a higher percentage of babies in the area to be born with mage talent, tus increasing the potential number of New Blood Mages. She's attractive, with light skin, dark gray eyes, and dark blond hair. She is a member of the Stern family (one of the 50 families). Her partner and fiancé is Leo Wu.

·        Bernice Hartman. A 21-year-old junior 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.

·        Leo Wu. A 21-year-old mage who lives in the town of Severan. He's been tasked by the Conclave to conduce an accurate census of the inhabitants, paying special attention to the number of mages, untrained people with mage talent, and other supernaturals. His work provides data for the study his partner and fiancée Amalthea Stern is conducting. He is maternal cousins with Oliver Rankin (their mothers are sisters). He is of average height and build, with attractive Eurasian features. (His father is a Wu, and his mother is a Da Silva). His skin tone is light olive (a gift from the Da Silva) family and his hair is dark brown and wavy. His eyes are light brown (amber) and he wears a well-trimmed goatee and moustache. He was three years behind Sebastian at the Academy, a year ahead of Remuel Adler and two years ahead of Oliver and the other freshman mages.

·        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.

·        Abe Grossman. A heavy-set man in his late 40s who lives in town. He has male pattern baldness, leaving the top of his head bald, but his substantial beard is brown streaked with gray. He has a ten-inch dick that is about as thick as a soda can, and he knows how to use it. He's the leader of the group that used Kyle in the gym locker room. The group includes Ryan Masters and the twins, Freddy and Teddy Zimmerman.

·        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.

·        Freddy Zimmerman. A freshman with a slender but muscular build, light skin, blond hair, and blue eyes. Like his twin brother Teddy, he's submissive. He was part of the group who used Kyle in the gym locker room.

·        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.

·        Ryan Masters. A handsome junior with mixed Asian and Caucasian ancestry. He has light skin and brown wavy hair. His slanted eyes are green. He used Kyle in the gym locker room. He's close with Abe Grossman and the twins, Freddy and Teddy Zimmerman.

·        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.

·        Teddy Zimmerman. A freshman with a slender but muscular build, light skin, blond hair, and blue eyes. Like his twin brother Freddy, he's submissive. He was part of the group who used Kyle in the gym locker room.

·        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 (alpha). A sophomore 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's really an alpha. He claimed 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 younger 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. He's a junior.

·        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.

Places

·        Alchemy House. A large house in Severan purchased by Jason's father for use as an alchemy lab to make weapons and potions for the Severan Council. Jason has convinced his father to sell him the house instead of turning it over to the Conclave. The house was owned by a mage and has too many magical enhancements to be sold to mundanes. It has magical protections and wards, but the Lee family is paying for more to be added.

·        Baylor Hall. A dorm building at Severan College which is used to house the mages and lupipelles (werewolves) on campus. The third floor is use by male supernaturals and the fourth by female supernaturals. The muripelles (wererats) refuse to use this dorm and they stay elsewhere on campus. The dorm has a dining hall on the first floor.

·        Blue Room. A gay strip bar operated by the weretiger Mahendra Khatri. Most of the employees and clientele can't see through the velamen arcanum. Zeno Schiller dances here and a lot of versipelles and mages frequent the place. Unfortunately for most of our main characters, the minimum age to enter is 21.

·        Butternut Ranch Resort. A luxury resort less than an hour north of Severan via a windy road through the national forest. It's mage friendly and is owned and operated by mages. There's a magic circle to ease translocation spells in the basement, and a lot of magical enhancements that are subtle enough for the mundanes not to notice. The resort sits at the northern end of the numina flux zone.

·        Ibis House. A large house in town that is used by the mages as off-campus residence. It's shielded by the velamen arcanum and mundanes tend to ignore it. It's been modified by magic over the decades and has a lot of magical features and defenses. There's a magic circle to make translocation spells easier to use. It's owned and operated by the Ibis Foundation, a mage NGO that maintains Ibis House facilities near mundane universities in many towns.

·        Newbury's Country Kitchen. A diner owned by Esther Newbury, a widow whose daughter Molly helps in the restaurant. She's a member of PFLAG because of her son Bobby who experienced violence in town before moving to Columbus. The restaurant has mostly traditional American dishes, but they can accommodate vegetarians and other special diets.

·        Numina Flux Zone (NFZ). This area of southeastern Ohio is a weak spot between the worlds. Magic rituals are easier to perform here, and a higher-than-average number of people born in the region have mage talent, although most of them are never identified or trained. The realms of faerie, umbra, outland, spirit, underworld, astral, dream, and light are easily accessed from this zone. Other realms may or may not be easier to reach from here than from elsewhere. A similar, but smaller zone surrounds the Sagacia Academy and the Ossuarium in the Bayou of Louisiana.

·        Severan College. A fictional private college in fictional Severan Ohio. It was founded by the mage Aurelius Severan, originally to provide mundane college degrees to young mages. To accomplish this goal, mundane professors needed to be hired. Over time, the magical nature of the school became hidden behind a layer of mundane scholars and professors. The college sits near dead center of the numina flux zone that marks a weak spot between the worlds.

·        Severan House. The oldest building on campus, it was originally the home of Aurelius Severan, the mage who founded the college. Severan House contains offices, a museum, and several mage-only facilities, including a magic circle in the basement to make translocation spells more accurate. Students living at Ibis House and mages visiting from other towns and states use this circle to arrive in Severan.

·        Wolf House. A large farmhouse surrounded by row apartments used by werewolves to house wolves who can't or don't want to live on campus. It's governed by Zeno Schiller with the aid of a council of alphas. It's the headquarters of the Severan Pack.