College Magic Cycle

The Pack Chapter 2

The College Magic Cycle is my first attempt at writing a story for anyone else to read, even though I am a longtime reader and lurker.

Please be truthful but kind in your comments and feedback. You've been very encouraging, and I appreciate it. (I love feedback and respond as soon as possible to readers. I'm happy to discuss the characters and the background of the story. It helps me to develop themes I haven't thought of yet).

I am using an anonymous name and an alternate email because some of the themes and situations in this cycle of stories could easily be misconstrued if the reader didn't understand that this is a fantasy. For this reason, it may take a while to respond to any feedback, but I will get to it when I can. I welcome suggestions from readers.

This cycle includes three storylines that are currently being published and a series of short stories. This is the first of those short stories.

Please remember that NIFTY is a free site that provides an invaluable resource for men like us. Please consider donating to help ensure that site remains available for everyone. https://donate.nifty.org/

You can contact me at pseudonominius@gmail.com.

Author's Notes

·         I've reached that point where I must slow down publication of my stories, since I am catching up with what I have written. I will still be publishing at least one chapter every week, usually two but not three every weekend.

·         This is the second story involving the Pack.

·         There is a character guide that includes all the characters mentioned by name in the College Magic Cycle. If you haven't read earlier chapters of the storylines, there may be spoilers in the character description. The list has been cut and pasted from my story bible. I hope I have removed any spoilers for upcoming chapters.

Awakening the Alpha Wolf (Monday and Tuesday of the First Week of Classes)

This story covers the first Monday and Tuesday of college. It catches us up with chronologically with the rest of the chronicle. We were a day behind the other stories.

**Monday Morning

**

Simon

I was lying on the ground watching Drew, Xav, Dawn and Darren arguing. All of them had their back or their side to me except for Xav. He was the same height as me and Dawn, about six inches shorter than his brother Drew and about four inches shorter than Darren. He was almost as thin as me, but his skin was fair with a deep tan. His slender body was smooth aside from a light dusting of golden hair. The hair on his head was long, and it hung to the middle of his back. It was loosely braided in the front and was gathered in the back and held in place by a wooden barrette. His penis was shorter than mine, and thinner. But the most striking thing about his features were his eyes. They were a shade of dark blue that looked like sapphires

Without warning, Darren and Dawn grabbed Drew and held him; Xav lunged toward me, shifting into wolfman form a baring his teeth. Despite the fur, despite the fangs, my vision was drawn to his penis, swinging from side to side. He pounced on me and bit my shoulder, ripping into the flesh. Pain overwhelmed me as my flesh was torn and I felt something begin to take root within me, something bestial.

I awoke screaming.

My body was covered in sweat, and I was panting. My roommate Drew was lying on his bed in wolf form. He was awake, staring at me but not moving. I got up and walked to the mirror and looked at the gaping bloody wound that mangled my shoulder. Drew came over and stood behind me in his wolfman form. He put his hands on my shoulders and bent down to lick the bleeding wound. His low growling was resonating through my groin, and I was growing stiff. I turned and faced him. Suddenly I was also a bipedal wolf. We fell to the ground wrestling, each trying to gain dominance over the other. A crowd of wolves sat in the background watching us.

I forced Drew to the ground, but he was resisting, bucking his hips, trying to impale me from below with his rock-hard cock. I slid down and pushed against him with my own rampant erection. My cock found his asshole and pushed inside. He stopped resisting and wrapped his slender legs around me, pulling me deeper inside him. I looked down into Xav's sapphire blue eyes. He smiled up at me while his velvety ass milked my cock. Something inside me responded to him and began to grow.

I felt Drew behind me, his hands stroking my back, beginning at my neck and running all the way down to my butt. He thrust forward and found my anus. His powerful cock slid inside me, and I was in the middle of a Janowski sandwich, Drew fucking me while I fucked Xav.

I woke up, my body drenched in sweat. Drew was standing naked in the middle of the room, drying his muscular body with a towel. His cock was half-hard, and I saw the muscles rippling beneath his fair skin. He looked like a more masculine version of his brother Xav, taller, broader, and hairier. His features were sharper, his hair a darker blond verging on light brown and his eyes were green. I went to pull the sheets back and get up and I realized that I had orgasmed during my dream. My crotch was covered with cum.

"Don't bother trying to hide it, Simon," Drew chuckled. "You know that I'm an alpha wolf, and my senses are almost as sharp in human form as when I'm a wolf."

I knew his words were true, but that didn't make it less embarrassing that I'd had a wet dream last night. I threw the sheet off my naked body and got out of bed. Drew and I had both decided on our own to go ahead and walk around naked in the room. I think we were both trying to get the other excited enough to submit. That's the problem when two guys think each other is hot, but both want to top the other. Drew still owed me his ass, Pack Master or not, and I intended to collect on that debt. I decided to play nonchalant about being soaked in cum; I walked around him to look at his ass.

"You're not planning on backing out of our bet are you?" I asked, letting my hand slide down his hairy butt, and giving it a pat.

Drew smiled at me and grabbed my dick, pulling me in for a kiss. "I don't back out of bets," he said. "Tonight, we'll have time."

I let my index finger slide between his butt cheeks and stroke his hole. Damn it was tight. "You promised to spank me if you won, but your ass is so fucking muscly that I'd have to use a belt for you feel it and I'm not into that. So, here's my command you need to follow. Until I get into your ass, you're not allowed to wear underwear. That should be fucking hot with you wearing those sweatpants all the time."

Drew turned around and grabbed my waist. He knew I couldn't beat him in a physical contest, so he lifted me up so that my feet were dangling, and he planted a kiss on my lips. "If you want everyone to get a look at my cock through my pants all day, I'll give everyone a thrill. I'll even wear short sweats. Maybe someone will get lucky enough to see up my pantleg.

"But you need to remember that the whole deal was that the winner got to go first. I plan to fuck you afterwards, and you're going to be a total little bitch bottom when I do."

I reached down and twisted his nipples to let him know that I was in charge until after I topped him. "If you want me to be your little bottom bitch when you fuck me, I have two conditions," I said. "First, you're not fucking me the same day. I want the day I fuck you to be me topping and you bottoming, not a flip-fuck between equals. Second, I'll be your little bottom bitch for you, if you're my jock pussyboy when I take you."

Probably because he knew I hated it, Drew swung me up and held me like a princess with one arm behind my back and the other under my legs. He kissed me again, forcing his tongue into my mouth and cuddling me like a baby. Then he put me down and knelt on the floor in front of me. He leaned forward and planted a sloppy kiss on the head of my cock. "I'll be your pussyboy tonight," he said, "gently cupping my nuts in his strong hand."

Then he stood up and gave me a bro hug. "Go shower," he said, "You smell like BO and sex. It's hot, but your classmates won't appreciate it all day."

I grabbed my towel and headed into the bathroom. Neither Drew nor I bothered with robes. We both like to let the other get a good look at the goods. I showered quickly and dried off. While brushing my teeth, I examined my shoulder in the mirror. In my dreams, the wound had been a bleeding gash surrounded by torn and shredded muscle. In the real world, it was small, an oblong ring of teeth marks that punctured the skin but did little to damage the muscle beneath.

I rushed back into the room to see Drew in a pair of workout shorts, the kind weight trainers use, short enough to not get in the way of the workout and short enough to show off the major muscles of the leg. The material was soft, and I could see the outline of his soft cock clearly through the material. He'd put on a muscle shirt that showed off his shoulders, biceps, triceps, and pecs. The sleeves were cut low enough that I could see his ripped lateral muscles. The shirt proudly proclaimed him to be an Alpha Wolf.

When he smiled at me, I thought my heart was going to melt. He was exactly what I looked for in a man. If only he really were a jock pussyboy, but still he looked like one now. "Get dressed," he said as he headed to the bathroom again, holding a black toiletry bag. "I want us to get some breakfast before classes this morning."

I put on a red polo type shirt and light blue shorts that came to a few inches above my knees. My belt was white and had a buckle that looked like a seatbelt latch. I chose a pair of light gray deck shoes to go with it. I was still working my hair to give it that tousled style that looked like I'd spent no time on it at all. I wanted everyone to know that I was gay and that I was proud of it.

When Drew came out of the bathroom he looked gorgeous. He'd shaved and styled his hair. He was hot when he was scruffy looking, but now he looked like a golden Adonis. My cock got so hard that I had to slip my hands in my pants to adjust myself.

Drew must have known the effect that he was having me. He smiled that pearly white smile of his and knelt on one knee in front of me. "You're my prince today," he said. "I went as far as I could to look like a jock pussyboy for you today, but I drew the line at shaving my body to show off my definition."

I kissed him and he relaxed his mouth, letting my tongue take charge of him. He let me lead. Then he got up and held out his hand for me. We walked down to the dining room on the first floor and got breakfast. People were looking at us like we were a couple, and I was getting off on it. We held hands during breakfast.

As we were finishing we joined by Dawn, and I got nervous. She seemed to like me, but she was Drew's girlfriend. And she was scary.

"Hey guys," she said. "You two look fucking hot."

Drew was just smiling at me, but I was afraid Dawn was going to kick my ass. "Uh ...," I stammered, "you look great too." She was dressed the way she always was, in loose jeans and a t-shirt.

"You're cute, Simon," she said. "Drew can fuck you any time, so long as he doesn't turn himself into a little bitch boy for you. I mean, that would be a step too far."

She let me panic for a minute before she broke out laughing. "You're even cuter when you're panicking," she said. "He never dresses up like this for me, but then I prefer him scruffy. I'll let you have him from time to time, but if he's going to be your jock bitch, I want a video so I can watch it. He's such an alpha, I think it would be hot to see him bottoming. He wouldn't let me watch him doing it before."

"Okay, I guess," I said. "If you're sure you don't mind."

"Video!" she demanded. Then she kissed Drew on the lips before kissing me goodbye as well. She must have taken pity on me because she only kissed me on the cheek.

Drew chuckled. "Dawn likes you," he said, "but she's serious about the video. I had to talk her into accepting just a video. She wanted to come watch us, but I didn't think you'd be comfortable with that."

"I wouldn't," I said, "but if we're making a video, I want a copy. We should call it `Alpha Dog Becomes a Bitch'. What do you think?"

"Only if we call your video, `Twinkboy Loses His Pubes and Becomes a Bitch Boy," he said.

I put my hand up and wagged it in his face. "No one said you were shaving my pubes," I said. "You lost the contest, remember?"

"If I can't shave your pubes, then I'm going to put you over my knee and spank you," he said.

I winked at him and said, "I can live with that."

After breakfast, we went to classes. Of course, drew and I had no classes in common. He was a senior and I was a freshman. He was a communications major (looking to go to law school) and I was a business major. I had a math class, a computer class, and a Spanish class. I shared classes with two members of the pack. Benjy Gold was in my Spanish class and Vicky Garcia was in my math class. Vicky seemed nice. She and I agreed to work together in a math study group. Benjy was an extremely shy and cute beta-werewolf, with curly brown hair, long eyelashes, light olive skin tone and big eyes that made him look like he was always surprised. He dressed like a twelve-year-old, in knit shorts, flips and a retro cartoon t-shirt of some kind.

The first two classes went by without event. The math class was Calculus and there weren't many freshmen in my section. I did spot some people who were in my dorm on the same floor, but they weren't in the pack. One of them I'd heard was a mage. I'd seen saw his obsidian knife, in a sheath strapped to his belt and I wondered why security hadn't confiscated it.

The computer class was basic, but it was an absolute requirement to get into more advanced business computing classes. I'd checked and there was no way to test out. According to the syllabus, I wouldn't learn anything new. That sucked, but it would give me more free time to study for other classes.

My last class today was Spanish. I was looking forward to this one. I'd picked up a little bit of from kids in the neighborhood during my senior year, but I was nowhere near fluent. I was a little bit early for class, but the room was already available. I decided on a seat near the front. I saw Benjy Gold and decided to sit next to him.

"Simon Carter," I said, holding out my hand to Benjy as I sat down next to him. "I saw you at the event last night."

"Benjy Gold," he replied, taking my hand in his soft hand. "I saw you, too. You were with Drew, Darren and Xav. Are you Alpha?" He whispered the last word, and his eyes were wide.

"I don't know," I whispered back. "I'm new to the club. Xav sponsored me last night, if you remember."

Benjy was almost bouncing with excitement when he said in an even lower tone of voice, "If Xav's your sponsor, then you're an alpha for sure. His wolf spirit is the most powerful in the pack. I heard his wolf is one of the most powerful ever. It's because he walks in two worlds, ours and the spirit world at the same time."

I interrupted him and asked, "How many alphas are there? I'd assumed there was only one."

"We have three male alphas and four female alphas," he said. "The alpha boys are so hot."

"Drew, Xav and ... who else?" I asked.

"Darren!" Benjy was wiggling on his seat, and I realized that he was trying to adjust an erection in his pants. "And maybe you too?" He was batting his long eyelashes at me.

"Who's got you so excited, Drew?" I asked.

Benjy blushed and said, "All of you. Drew is like a powerful warrior, Xav is the most handsome man I've ever seen, and Darren is like a hot daddy who could cuddle me all night long. And you ... you're smaller than the others, but I can feel your power just sitting here next to you." He'd gotten even more excited when he said the word daddy.

He was making me hot and something inside me was rising inside me. I slid my hand over to his lap and up the leg of his shorts. His thighs were completely hairless. I grabbed his cock through his underwear and adjusted it for him. Then I squeezed the shaft a few times. Benjy's mouth opened and his pupils dilated. He spread his legs to give me greater access to his privates. He wasn't kidding about being hot for alphas.

"I can't meet up with you tonight," I whispered, giving him a harder squeeze right on the head of his penis. "I have other plans tonight, but you and I are going to take a walk in the woods one evening. We're going to find a quiet spot and I'm going to fuck you. Now give me your phone number."

"Yes sir," Benjy said. He typed his number into my phone. I'd already put Benjy Twink Boy in as the name. When he was finished, he handed it back and said, "I've never done it before, sir, but I want to do it with you. Uh ... I don't know how to ... uh ... you know ... get clean down there."

Damn, I thought, a little virgin twink. "I'll text you a link to a good site," I whispered. "But the professor's here now."

Benjy wiggled his butt in his chair all during the class. I had assumed that having a wolf spirit would make a man more aggressive and dominant, but Benjy was proof that everyone could be affected differently. He seemed to have just become hyperactive. At the time, I didn't know that Benjy's wolf wasn't affecting his behavior right now. With the moon waning, the influence of the wolf spirit grows weaker, unless your spirit is an alpha wolf. This was Benjy without any spiritual or lunar influence (also without Ritalin, but that was a different issue). He was much more hyper when the moon was waxing.

The class was interesting. About half were freshmen. Five were three sophomores, and the rest were juniors and seniors. Against my better judgement, I agreed to make a study date with Benjy for Friday morning. The more he squirmed in his seat, the more I regretted that decision.

After class Benjy followed me to the dorm, talking the whole time. We'd gotten into the building when Benjy saw a clock on the wall and panicked. It was like watching a cartoon. His eyes got so wide that they looked ready to fall out of his head and he started shuffling his feet around like he needed to go to the bathroom. It was like he was waiting for the conversation to pause so he could leave, but he was the only one talking. I put a firm hand on his shoulder and spoke in a low tone. It came out like a growl. "Benjy! Stop talking and go to your next class."

He stopped talking and said, "Thank you, sir. I need to run all the way across campus in less than five minutes!"

I waved him off because he seemed about to tell me a long story about his schedule. I chuckled when he ran off. No one could confuse him for a jock, I thought, but his ass is mighty cute. It wouldn't be the last time I would observe that Benjy was a cutie while walking or running away. I shook my head and then thought, was he waiting for me to give him permission to go? That was ... I was going to say sad, but then corrected it to ... hot! Were all the pack brothers like that around alphas? Or was it just Benjy?

I had some time before Drew was out of class, so I studied for a while. He came in two hours later and found me finishing my calculus homework. He threw his backpack on his desk, turned around and flexed. "You want dinner first or are we just going to do it now?" he asked.

Smug jock! I thought, then corrected it to smugly arrogant but incredibly hot jock. He looked fine. I took a deep breath through my nose, and I could smell him from across the room, every sharp scent, from his body odor to his musky masculine pheromones. I glanced at his cock which was clearly outlined by his shorts. He was as ready as I was.

"We'll eat later," I growled. Drew gave me an appreciative look then made a rumbling growl from somewhere in his throat that sent a shiver down my spine. He took out his phone, set it in the charger, turned and set his laptop to play dance music. Then he started to dance. He looked damned good, and he knew how to move his hips, like a professional. When he pulled his tank top up to his chest and started rolling his abdominal muscles, I almost lost it right there. He could tell the effect he was having on me. It was obvious from the way he was smiling.

He teased me several times with his torso, pulling the shirt up and letting it slide back down. I was breathing hard, and he was smelling better all the time as he began to sweat, and his glands went into overdrive. When he finally pulled the tank top off and threw it at me, I grabbed it and held it to my nose. Then he started teasing the shorts. At first, I could just see a thick black waistband, but as he slid it lower, I could see that it was a jock with a translucent mesh pouch. This was confirmed when he turned around and twerked his butt at me. His ass cheeks were big, firm, and muscular, dusted with golden brown hair. Soon the shorts flew over to join the tank top on the bed and his amazing body was on display, everything but his big cock.

He danced his way over to me and pushed me back on the bed. Then he straddled my hips and began to grind his muscular ass against my raging erection. Even through my shorts and underwear it felt good. I let my hands travel up his strong thighs and snapped the straps of his jock.

"I thought I ordered you to wear no underwear," I said.

He laughed and said, "They're not underwear. This was the uniform I wore when I was dancing in the club as a freshman."

He whispered, "I thought you'd like them."

He reached down and pulled me into a seated position. He grabbed my shirt by its hem and pulled it up off me. Then he leaned down and whispered in my ear, "I've been fucked by only three men in my life. You're about to be my fourth."

I figured that I'd been fucked more times than he had. It's the price you pay when you're a smaller guy. Most folks want to fuck you in turn. What the hell? I loved it anyway, I thought.

Drew handed me a bottle of lube. "You've got to get me ready, bro'," he said. "Otherwise, I'll be screaming in pain instead of in pleasure. And I think I want to enjoy it with you."

He turned around so his sexy jock ass was in my face, neatly framed by those black straps. I felt him undoing my belt, so I put a dab of lube on my finger and rubbed it around the rosy ring of his anus. I applied more lube and slowly pushed in. He wasn't lying about his inexperience getting fucked. He was tight as hell.

As I was working lube up Drew's ass, he was pulling my pants off. My cock was so hard it felt like it was going to burst. Drew touched it with his tongue, and it jerked and spurted a little.

"Damn you're ready," he said. Then he moved down to kiss my nuts. While I worked his ass, he worked on my inner thighs and my scrotum. It felt nice, but the urgency began to fade to a more manageable level.

Drew

This kid was ready to blow, so I backed off and teased his balls and groin for a while. He was using a lot of lube, but that was a good thing. I kept teasing him until he could work three fingers into my ass. It was painful, but I thought I could manage. I turned around and took the lube. I applied a generous amount to his cock – gods! It was big for a guy his size, about seven inches and proportionally thick. "Let me lead for this first time around," I said. "If you can get it up again, I'll let you take charge."

Simon grinned up at me. "Just remember that I'm in charge." he said.

I pinned him to the mattress and replied, "you said you wanted me to be a total bottom bitch. The best bottom bitch I ever met was a total power bottom, so just relax for the first round."

It was true. I'd bottomed with three partners before this. The first time was to my first pack leader, a small-dicked bully who insisted on mounting all the alphas in his pack at least once. And he'd hated the entire Janowski clan and always made our submission as humiliating as possible. The second was a cousin of mine who wanted to know what it felt like to be a top. He was pretty much the lowest in our pack's hierarchy back home. He was a terrible top (and a damn sexy bottom!), but I felt I needed to let him feel what it was like. The third was a guy I worked with as a stripper back when I was a sophomore and he was a senior here in college, back before I took control of the pack. He was so good that it made me reevaluate my identity as a top. Since then, I've considered myself versatile, but mostly a top. His name was Zeno, and he was Dawn's brother. That's how I met her. When I took the pack, both supported me. Zeno hadn't come back to school yet this year, but Dawn said he'd delayed enrollment and would be here in January. I hadn't pressed the issue to find out why.

Simon lay back and relaxed. I knew from experience that this was going to hurt. I tested my ass with my finger. It was slick enough so I rubbed the head of Simon's cock around the ring until it was snuggled in as tight as it could go. I clenched as hard as I could and held it, then I pushed out and let myself slide down a little, just enough to where it started to hurt, then I did the same thing again. Little by little, I took him inside me. It took me a while, but I took him all. He was almost as big as Zeno had been.

Once I had Simon inside me, I started to ride him slowly. I'd learned some hip moves while dancing, and Simon was obviously enjoying it. I wanted him to last, so I didn't go full cowboy on him. He was so close already that he was beginning to tense up.

I'd been afraid that I wouldn't get hard. I only gotten excited before while bottoming when I was Zeno. That's why I'd worn the jock. It would be less noticeable, but I'd forgotten that Simon was shorter than me and my cock was sitting close to his face. But getting hard wasn't a problem with Simon. I had gotten hard, and I was feeling good. Simon wasn't hitting my prostate very often, so I didn't cum, but we it felt nice.

I felt Simon's slender body clench under me, and his hands grabbed my forearms. He moaned and grunted, "Damn Drew! Your ass is tight. That is so ... fucking good!"

"And your cock is hitting all the right spots," I yelled. It wasn't true, but I wanted him to feel good. I planned to show him how to do it properly when it was my turn to top him.

Simon held my hips as he spilled his seed inside me. When he's finished, I slid off his cock, and then turned to take it in my mouth. I was relieved that it was shit free. I wasn't an expert at douching my own ass. When we'd been together, Zeno liked to clean me out himself. He said that it was a domination kink of his. I took Simon in my mouth. I had a lot more experience sucking cock than I had getting fucked. Once I'd cleaned Simon's dick, I squeezed up to him and held him against my chest.

"I'm sorry I was so fast," he said. "You didn't even cum. I'm usually better than that."

The boy clearly was feeling inadequate right now, so I decided to stroke his ego a little. "Dude, that was almost a compliment," I said. "You were ready to blow because you were so turned on by my body. We have time tonight."

I reached down and stroked his cock with my index finger, feeling it stir just a little. "Unless you tire out quickly, I think we've got another round or two before we're done tonight." Then I kissed him on his beautiful lips. We sparred for a moment until I opened my mouth fully and let him take charge. I'd promised to be his bottom bitch tonight.

We got dressed and went down to the dining hall to eat dinner. We chatted a little about our first day. I was a senior in pre-law, so all my classes were in my field. I had mock trial, my last legal writing class, my fourth year of Spanish and a communications class. Simon told me about his classes, pretty typical fare except that he was in an advanced math class, higher than any I'd taken. When Simon told me about his encounter with Benjy Gold, I started laughing a little.

"What?" Simon asked. "What's wrong with him? I think he's really cute."

"Do you think he'll ever stop talking – even while getting fucked?" I asked with a grin. "Although it may feel interesting if he's blowing you and talking at the same time."

I could see that Simon was annoyed with me, so I said, "There's nothing wrong with him except that he's hyperactive and still dresses like a little kid. I'd feel like a pedophile if I even looked at him, even though he must be at least eighteen. But you're right, he's cute as hell. Just be sure to talk to Darren before you fuck him."

"Why?" Simon asked. "Is he Darren's boy or something like that?"

"I don't think so," I said. "It's just that Darren heard some of the guys talking smack about tying him down and gagging him, so he'd stop moving around and talking long enough to fuck him, and Darren went off on them. They were joking, but I didn't think their comments were funny. Darren wasn't offended; he got pissed. Trust me. You don't want to see Darren pissed off."

Simon chuckled and said, "Isn't he a little out of shape to be that much of a threat?"

I put a serious look on my face and said, "Darren's my right hand for a reason. Underneath that gut, he's almost as strong as I am, in all the ways that count. I go to the gym and work out a lot, so I have a gym body, but Darren earned his muscles the hard way, on a ranch in Montana. And he's a better fighter than I am. He once told me a story about getting into it with a werebear."

Simon was serious now too. "I don't know anything much about versipelles," he said, "but bears are bigger than wolves. Black bear or grizzly?"

I was a little surprised that someone who'd just become a shifter himself knew names mages used to describe us. I ignored that for a minute and answered his question. "Grizzly. Darren didn't win, but he got away alive. And how do you know the word versipellis?"

Simon finished his last chip and said, "Mom Tina's witch. She's not my bio-mom so I didn't inherit the gift, but I grew up around it. Marty got it, but Mom Tina didn't want to send him away to the Academy, so she got him a private tutor. Oh, and I had a boyfriend, sort of, who was versipellis – a vulpipellis I think it's called. He turned into a fox."

"So, you already knew about magic and the veil and all that?" I asked.

"Sure," he said with a shrug. "I'm even sworn to the Concordium. The conclave insisted Mom Chrissy and I swear the oath before they agreed to let Marty to get tutored at home."

I said, "You keep on surprising me, Simon." I had no idea Simon had been magically aware before he met us and joined the pack. It explained why he'd suffered no mental trauma I could see when he saw through the veil. I'd have to let Xav know not to worry.

"So, what's the deal between Benjy and Darren?" he asked. "I don't want Darren to beat my ass, but I kind of want to pound Benjy's, if you know what I mean."

"Talk to Darren to be sure," I said, "but I think he just thinks of Benjy like a little boy and is overprotective of him, but you never know."

"I'm surprised," he replied. "I want to fuck him still, but it's Darren he's hot for."

"Seriously?" I asked. "Benjy seems a little shallow to me. I'd expect him to be after me." I saw him looking at me like I was too full of myself, so I added, "Because of the muscles, I mean. Darren is a great guy, but he's not most a dream guy for most little twink boys like Benjy."

Simon laughed at that. "I'm not sure there are many twink boys like Benjy," he said. "He's either the naivest guy I've ever met, or he's really playing that cute little boy angle. But I know what I heard. He's into me, you, Xav and Darren, but I heard the tone in his voice when he said Darren was `like a dad who could cuddle him all night long. That's what he wants. I wonder if his dad ran out on him at an early age or something?"

I wondered about that too. I had to make a point of getting more information on my boys. If I didn't watch out, I'd become a combination house mom and camp counselor to the boys in the pack like Sebastian is for the mages. I'd probably go nuts if I had to deal with too many like Benjy. His mother had spoken to me at length when she brought him on Saturday morning. I was able to hand her off to Darren since he's playing Dorm Dad for the new boys.

Simon said, "Hey Drew, let's go up to the room. I think I'm ready for round two."

Simon

When we got back up to the room, Drew smiled at me and took off his shirt and pants. He was standing there almost naked, his big cock pressing against the mesh pouch of that sexy black jock he was wearing. I wolf-whistled at him and he turned around and twerked for me. He looked over his shoulder and said, "I hear that Kieran and Alonzo are always naked in their rooms waiting for their men to come home, so I thought that's what total bottom bitches should do."

"I'll be sure to tell them you called the bottom bitches," I said, laughing.

Drew picked me up and set me down on the bed and started pulling my pants off. "Don't you dare," he said. "Erik would probably be cool with it, but Jason would poison me or something if I called Kieran a bitch. That boy's crazy in love."

I pulled my own shirt off and threw it at his face. "I have leverage then," I chuckled. "I get two nights or Jason will have to poison you. Then he goes to jail, and I have to swoop in and save the little twink!"

Drew climbed up on the bed next to me and pulled me into a hug. He kissed me on the lips and let his hand fall to my cock, which was rising to the occasion. "I thought you liked big, muscly jock butts, not little twinks," he said.

I grabbed his hair and pulled him gently down to my cock. "I still like jocks," I said, "but I'm gaining a new appreciation for twinks after today!"

Drew popped his head up off my cock. "You'd better not be talking about me," he laughed.

"You're not a twink today," I assured him. "You're a jock bottom bitch. I was talking about Benjy."

Drew put on a fake pouty face and said, "I can't believe you're thinking about Benjy when I'm here sucking your cock. I should just leave."

"Okay! Okay!" I said. "I won't mention Benjy's cute butt for the rest of the night. Now get back on my cock, bitch."

He started tickling me and I started fake punching him on the arm. We were giggling and rolling around naked on the bed. Drew got a strange look on his face and then leaned in and kissed me for real. His tongue went half-way to my tonsils, and he slid an arm under my neck. He rolled over and pulled me onto his chest. Our hard cocks were dueling. His hands slid down to cup my ass. I was just about to give up and let him take charge and fuck me. I knew that's where this was heading, and I decided that I didn't care.

Drew

Simon felt so good in my arms, and his mouth was so warm and sexy. Our tongues were dueling for control of the kiss, first in his mouth then in mine. His smooth round ass felt so good in my hands. My fingers slipped down between his cheeks and began rubbing his little pucker. He moaned in pleasure. I could turn this night around and fuck him. He was ready for it, but then he'd resent me tomorrow and I'd feel like an ass. This was supposed to be his night to top. He'd hustled me fair and square.

I broke the kiss and slid him off my chest. "It's your night to fuck me, remember?" I said.

Then I grabbed the bottle of lube and handed it to him. He smiled at me and said, "Thank you. I was about to lose control there. You're the first guy I've been with who makes me want to bottom."

I blushed a little and admitted, "You're only the second for me, Simon." I got up on hands and knees and spread my legs.

I felt Simon's finger rubbing lube on my hole. It felt good and I breathed a sigh of pleasure. I could feel myself opening for him.

"You're so tight," he said. "I need to get you looser, so I don't cum so fast this time. I want to make it last."

"I want that too, Simon," I grunted, clenching my teeth a little. His finger felt good, but also a little painful. "You're a big guy where it counts."

Simon paused to pour more lube on my hole. He was working it inside me when he paused. "Shouldn't we be using a condom?" he asked. "I'm clean, but today was the first time I ever fucked anyone without a condom before."

"Condoms are in my underwear drawer if you want one," I said, "but I only use them to prevent pregnancy. If you get sick, Xav can fix you up. He's a powerful healer."

"Okay then," he said. "So long as it's safe, I'll skip it." He started working my ass with enthusiasm. He used his other hand to pull the pouch of my jock aside. He stroked me a few times. I thought he was probably checking to see if I was hard. He was unsure of himself and needed to know if I was enjoying it.

He worked three fingers inside me and started stretching my ass. It was still feeling good. He wasn't Zeno, and he wasn't using his tongue to get me ready. I wished I could have gone first, then I could have shown him, like Zeno's done for me. But it was still feeling good. I'd been uncomfortable thinking about getting fucked from the time I'd cleaned myself out. I'd been embarrassed because I'd had to ask Darren if he had the right equipment, but he hadn't laughed or made any comments even though he was 100% a top. He did crack a single joke about wishing he'd known I was still versatile, but he wasn't a dick about it when I explained the pool hustle.

"You feel loose now, Drew," Simon said. "Do you think you're ready?"

"I'm as ready as I'll ever be," I replied. "I'm not as experienced at getting fucked as I am at fucking, so bear with me."

"I'm not a bear, but I am with you," he joked as he pressed against me gently. Simon had a good size cock on him, so he'd had to learn how to go in easy. I did what Zeno had taught me. I tightened as hard as I could, then relaxed, allowing him to slip in a little. We did this several times before he was in all the way. I liked this position because it was easier for me to take him (at least I always found it easier), but it was harder for someone inexperienced to hit the prostate. After the pain receded, it was still pleasurable.

Simon took his time fucking me this time. I could tell when he was getting close because he'd stop thrusting and start playing with my cock. In a quiet voice he said, "You're making my dream come true right now, Drew. I've always wanted to be inside a hot, muscular jock. We didn't have those at my old school. I wanted you from the moment I saw you, but I never thought it would happen."

Simon's fingers tightened around my cock and started stroking me in earnest. "Damn you're good at this," I lied (he'd get better, but he was still inexperienced). "It feels so fucking good having you inside me." That was the truth. It did feel good.

When I got close, he began thrusting again. "That's it, Simon. Fuck me hard," I growled.

"I'm cumming!" he yelled. "Damn it, Drew, you are one fine fuck!"

I'll give the boy one thing, he made sure I came before he did. When I did, my ass clamped tight around his cock, and I felt him shudder. When we were done we rolled over and lay side by side until our breathing returned to normal.

Simon said, "Do you want the shower first, or should I go?"

I rolled over and kissed him again. "There's room for us both," I replied.

We jumped up and walked to the shower hand in hand. I made sure to take my phone. I'd promised Dawn a video of everything. We cleaned each other up in the shower, then Simon surprised me by dropping to his knees and taking my cock in his mouth. He couldn't swallow it all, but he did a great job anyway. When he stood up he hugged me and said, "Thank you, Drew. I needed that."

We dried off and went to bed. The sheets on Simon's bed were a mess, so I pulled him into mine. I was a big guy, but he was small. We made it work.

Tuesday Morning

Simon

The problem with having a roommate is that you wake up when they wake up. Tuesdays and Thursdays Drew had a class that started at 8:00 AM. His alarm went off at 7:00 AM, an hour earlier than mine. I was sleeping half on top of him, so he had to wake me up to get out of bed. He surprised me by kissing me good morning. I think he surprised himself as well because he looked embarrassed and went to shower. I thought about going back to sleep, but I wanted to watch Drew walk around naked for a while. I wasn't disappointed. In a few minutes he came back into the room in all his naked glory. He hung up his towel and started getting dressed. I didn't want to get up yet, not that the sheet was doing much to hide my morning wood. Drew knew I was watching him. He winked at me and started flexing as he worked. He didn't dress as a jock bitch bottom today, although he still looked fine.

"You don't have to wait on me to leave before you beat off," he said. "But it's too big a job for me to help out with before class."

I whipped the sheet off and my aching hard cock was on display. "I guess I'll take care of it myself, then, even if it is your fault," I said.

Drew leaned over the bed and kissed my lips. He squeezed my cock, then winked at me and said, "Self-service only this morning. I have to run to get to class."

He grabbed his bag started to leave. Just before exiting the door, he said, "Don't forget to talk to Darren this morning before you leave. You both have class at 10:00 AM, so don't forget because I'm texting him to let him know you're coming."

I jumped out of bed and started to get dressed. Drew and I had showered together last night, so I didn't need one this morning. Wait a minute! I thought. I ran into the bathroom and checked the shower. Sure enough, Drew had taken a cold shower this morning. He'd been horny too, I thought. That fact made me a little happy. Drew had included me on his text to Darren, so I needed to hurry up and get to his room. I threw on a yellow polo shirt and red shorts. I didn't have time to do much with my hair, so I gave it a quick combing.

I showed up at Darren's room in record time. When he let me in he was still in his robe and boxers. A very cute boy about my height was in the room getting dressed. He had a mass of curly black hair and dark olive skin tone. I later found out that his name was Micah Blum and that he was a mage, not a member of the pack. He was the only mage rooming with one of us. He was slipping on a pair of blue briefs under his robe.

Darren saw me looking and snapped his fingers to get my attention. I turned my back to his distracting roommate and said, "Drew told me to ask talk to you about something."

Darren chuckled at me and said, "That's about as vague as you could get. I was going to touch base with you anyway after Sunday night."

He glanced over at Micah who was getting dressed as quickly as possible. He seemed afraid of us. He sighed and whispered to me, "Micah is always nervous about me. He thinks I'm going to eat him or something. Doesn't help that I tried to joke with him and said that I seldom ate anyone. Or maybe he thinks I'm going to rape him."

We talked about classes for few minutes while Micah finished getting ready and rushed out the door mumbling "goodbye" as he went. His two friends Oliver and Cameron were waiting for him just outside the door.

I couldn't help it. I broke out laughing when the door closed. "Those two boys looked so anxious waiting for Micah," I said.

Darren chuckled a little and said, "I don't know whether to feel complimented or insulted. It's not like I've ever eaten anyone, but little magelings learn that kind of prejudice from their parents."

"Drew told me to check in with you about something," I said.

"You told me that, already," he said, "but you should know that any problems you have should be brought to me first. If I can't take care of it, then we go to Drew. In case you didn't know, I'm his second, and it's my job to run herd on the pack boys on this floor."

"That's good to know, sir," I said, "but this is about Benjy Gold."

Darren laughed again and said, "If he's annoying you, I hate to tell you that he's not going to change. He doesn't know that he's doing it."

"No sir," I said, "Drew told me to check with you because I ... I kind of promised Benjy that we would ... well, you know ... have sex."

Darren's face became serious. He thought for a moment before speaking. "I'm not his daddy, but I do look out for him," he said. "I think he's a virgin, so you'd better be careful. He's also a little immature, in case you didn't notice, so I'm going to hold you accountable for anything and everything that happens. If you hurt him, physically or emotionally, I'll make sure you regret it. If you can live with those conditions, I have no problem with you having sex with him. If you're not planning on a relationship, if this is a one-time thing, you make sure he knows that going in."

"I will sir," I said. "I'd never hurt him. He seems sweet and very eager to please. In fact, I was wondering two things. First, Benjy thinks I'm an alpha. I'm not sure what that is, but am I? And second, are all betas like Benjy when they're around alphas?"

"I guess Drew didn't talk while the two of you were fucking," he said. "Or maybe he left it to me because it's my job. Are you an alpha? The simple answer is yes. Xav put your wolf spirit inside you. If Drew and I are alphas, Xav is a kind of super-alpha. That term may confuse you because you're confused about what it means to be an alpha. An alpha has a more powerful wolf spirit inside them. Usually that means that the shifter is more dominant and aggressive, usually that translates to more dominant sexually, like a top instead of a bottom. But that's not always true.

When I first got here, there was an alpha who was mostly a bottom, but that didn't make him passive. He was Dawns brother, Zeno. He was plenty dominant, even though he preferred to catch instead of pitch. Fact is that Drew's wolf spirit got stronger when he started a relationship with Zeno and learned to bottom himself. But I think that always happens when two alphas get together; their spirits grow stronger.

"You should count yourself lucky. It'll be easier for your spirit to grow than it was for Drew because you can take advantage of something he never could. It's just not in him."

"What can I do that Drew can't," I asked.

"You can spend the night with Xav," he replied. "Xav has the strongest wolf spirit I've ever felt. It's what lets him commune with the spirit world so easily. He says its because he `stands in the middle of multiple doorways', whatever the hell he meant by that. I will say that my wolf spirit grew a lot after I went to see him."

"He'd do that for me?" I asked, hoping it was true because Xav was one of the best-looking guys I'd ever seen.

"He wouldn't if you were visiting him just for a boost in power, but he would if you really wanted him," he replied. "Be careful, though, sex with Xav is an almost sacred experience. No one else has ever done for me what he did. Not that it's not still mind-blowingly good with others, but it's only physical. With Xav sex happens on the material plane and the spiritual plane at the same time."

"That gives me something to think about, sir," I said, "but what about betas and Benjy?"

Darren held up his hand and pondered for a minute, then explained, "The terms alpha and beta are quantitative more than qualitative. It's a matter of the power of the wolf spirit and the level of control the individual has over their wolf spirit. If it's powerful enough, we call that pack sibling an alpha. If it's not we call them a beta.

Here are some of the things that an alpha can do that a beta can't. An alpha can change partially instead of wholly. They can release an alpha growl that can scare people and impress the betas. They change when the moon is at its weakest, the nights leading up to the new moon and the new moon itself. They can use all their wolf senses while in human form. They can control their wolf spirit even when it's at its strongest, the nights leading up to the full moon and the night of the full moon itself. Some can even refuse to change form on the full moon.

Even when we control it, we're still affected by the wolf and struggle to control our emotions and impulses. Just this last week I did something I'm too ashamed to talk about when I lost control. Most importantly, an alpha can pass on a wolf spirit to others. Betas can't unless it's the night of the full moon.

"If a pack sibling can do a lot of these things, we call them an alpha. Even betas can sometimes do one or more of them sporadically. But it's more complicated than that. You can tell when someone is an alpha. It's like our wolf spirits can sense it even when we can't. But Benjy is something else. We don't have a word for it, so we call him a beta, but he's fixated on us alphas. He's not normally as bad as he is when he's around us. I mean he's always flighty and hyperactive, but he springs a boner whenever he can smell one of us and he gets tongue tied, and he has a hard time leaving our presence.

"Do you see why I'm protective of him? He's an easy target, and I will lose my temper if someone victimizes him. He's special and I promised his mother that I'd look out for him. Sebastian is trying to get some room assignments changed so I can bring him in here, but until then ...."

I was glad that Drew insisted I talk to Darren. Sharing a room with Drew made me forget that he was the pack leader. He was probably too busy with pack matters to handle all the other issues that came up. And I was glad that Darren and I seemed to be getting along.

"I'm glad we talked, sir," I said. "I'll look out for Benjy too, and I won't take advantage of him. I'll tell him that we can't have sex."

"Don't be a weak little bitch," Darren said, with a growl in his voice. "Be an alpha. If you want to have sex with Benjy and he wants to have sex with you, do it. Just be an alpha about it and treat him right. Any alpha who takes advantage of weaker members of the pack deserves to be driven out with tooth and claw. And that's just what we did to the last pack leader here. An alpha leads the pack; they don't abuse the betas. Your power is your responsibility, not a key to taking advantage of others."

"Yes sir," I said. "I'll fuck Benjy good and kiss him goodbye afterwards."

I felt good after talking to Darren. Not only had he told me that I was definitely an alpha, but he was also treating me as one. I now understood what Drew had said about him. I could feel his power when I was talking to him, and I wouldn't want to mess with him.

My first class was an introductory business class. I was standing in the lobby waiting for the big lecture hall to empty so I could go in when I saw Kyle Mason, my old roommate, standing in the lobby as well. Just seeing him standing there was pissing me off. I thought, why is he looking at me? Why can't he leave me alone?

When the other class came out of the room, I was able to slip in between the exiting students. It's one of the few advantages to being small. I took a seat near the front. I liked to be close enough to see and hear easily, but I didn't like the front row in a lecture hall. Kyle came in and sat next to me. He looked ... good, dammit! I didn't want to be attracted to him, but he was still the same muscle jock he had been when we roomed together. I tried to focus on his gut so I wouldn't get hard. It was easy to see since his shirt didn't come all the way down. He'd also trimmed the hair on his stomach, chest, and arms. And my erection came back. I kept thinking, go away! But he didn't.

"Don't panic Simon ... er sir," he said. He was smiling and obviously trying to pretend he wasn't a total ass.

"Kyle," I said, "I don't want to talk to you." I wanted him to just go away.

"I'm sorry sir," he said. "I'm sorry for hitting you. I'm sorry for getting mad at you in the first place."

I didn't answer him. I had no desire to hear anything he had to say. Why was he calling me sir? I wondered.

"I'm not going to stay here sir," he pleaded. "Just let me say a few things and then I'll move."

"What?" I snapped. "What do you have to say to me?"

"First, I'm sorry sir," he said. I gave him what Mom Chrissy called the look. "I know that's not good enough!" he pleaded. "I can't go back in time and undo it. I know that I would never do anything like that today. I'm not like that anymore."

I had no idea what game he was playing, but I wanted nothing to do with it.

"I shouldn't have gotten mad at you sir," he said. "I should have been flattered. If I'd been smart, I would have kissed you right then and seen what would happen."

That did it. He was dressing like a slutty jock whore. Maybe he finally figured out what was obvious to me from the moment I caught him staring at me when he thought I wasn't looking. Maybe now he wanted what I had to offer. Fuck that!

"Oh no!" I said. "Oh, hell no! Like you kissed Kieran in the bathroom? Is that what you do, beat people, and then rape them, all the time pretending to be straight? What a fucked up, pathetic, self-hating closet case you are."

I didn't give him a chance to say anything. I was on a roll now, and I wasn't about to let it go. I went into full Mom Chrissy mode. I wagged my fingers in my face.

"No thank you, you dumb hypocritical, `roid-sucking neanderthal," I said. "I wouldn't fuck you now if you were the last jock ass on the planet. As for this ...." I grabbed my cock through my pants.

"As for this ... you lost your chance," I said. "And I would have fucked you good."

"Sorry sir," he said again. "If you want to kick me around a little, you can. If you want me to give you a blowjob, just let me know. I'll do it somewhere you don't have to be afraid I'll hit you. You can even have someone there to watch. I'll do anything to make it up to you. I'm trying to change."

Then he moved to a different seat. I couldn't help but think, what the hell got into him? Is he serious? He's better looking now that he's cleaner and he does have a fine ass. He could afford to drop lose that gut, but ...

The class was fine after that, but that encounter was weird. I put Kyle out of my mind and took notes. This class was going to be easy, but it was a prerequisite for other classes I needed. I didn't see Kyle when I left. He must have run out of their pretty fast. A girl from the row in front of me walked beside me for a while and said, "Did that jock just offer to give you a blowjob?"

"Yeah," I replied. "I don't get it either."

My next class was Spanish. When I got to the room, Benjy was sitting in one desk with his books on the desk next to him. He was bouncing up and down and waving at me. Benjy can be annoying, but the nicest thing about him was the fact that he got excited over the little things. He was so happy that I was sitting next to him and talking to him that he couldn't contain himself.

"I saved a seat for you," he said, as if I hadn't already sat down in it. "And I brought you something to drink. I didn't know what you liked, so I got you a coke, a pepsi, a mountain dew, a doctor pepper, an orange crush and a bottled water."

He'd piled them all on my desk. "I'll take the coke, Benjy. You keep the rest," I said with a smile.

"Oh! I already got myself a water. My mom doesn't like me to drink soda because sugar makes me hyper, and she emailed that to Drew and he had Darren email her back and he promised to make sure I didn't eat too much sugar and to make sure that I was doing good in school and to show me how to use the laundry service because she doesn't trust me not to wash the clothes wrong and to make sure that I remember to eat because sometimes I forget and that's why I don't have my pills anymore for ADHD because they made me lose too much weight and I don't weigh very much to start with and I was hoping you would be able to meet me tonight to go over the Spanish homework because I'm a little confused about how a table can be a she and it's easy enough to memorize but I want to understand why it works like that and I'm so horny I was hoping you could put it in me and then ...."

I clamped a hand over Benjy's mouth and whispered, "Shh! You can't just blurt that out in front of everyone. Let's concentrate on class for now, and I'll meet with you after our last class."

I kept him quiet enough until I could get his schedule. We both had another class after this one, but we could meet at 4:00 PM. We agreed to meet in his room since his roommate apparently preferred to stay out of the room until just before time to go to bed. I didn't wonder why.

I met with Darren before meeting Benjy, and I expressed my concerns about his lack of medication. He hadn't been aware that Benjy's mom had taken him off his ADHD medication because it made him lose weight. Darren said he would take care of it, and he would have to make sure that Benjy ate enough despite losing his appetite.

"You're showing yourself to be a true alpha, Simon," Darren said, patting me on the back. It occurred to me how strange it was that Drew was the pack leader when he was more like a cool older brother, while Darren was the one playing daddy to the younger shifters. Maybe that was the secret to this pack's success. They divided the roles. Drew, the most charismatic could inspire the pack. Darren could run herd on the younger shifters. I'd bet he was the one responsible for discipline as well. He seemed older than Drew even though he was a year younger. I supposed Dawn must be the female Darren. And that would make Xav the minister or lawgiver.

At 4:00 PM I showed up at Benjy's room. Surely enough his roommate wasn't there. I came in with my Spanish book and notes and Benjy led me over to the bed where he had his own book and notes. It was clear from the way the books were arranged that he'd been studying while lying on the bed. I insisted that we sit up on the bed instead.

Benjy started to ramble a bit, but I cut him off. "We need to study first," I said. "We can talk later."

"Okay, we study first then talk," he said. He looked like he wanted to say something else, but he clamped his mouth shut and sat still.

We reviewed the little Spanish grammar we'd had so far and started practicing vocabulary. Benjy kept shifting around, making it hard for me to concentrate. I was close to losing my cool with him, but then I remembered that he couldn't help himself. When I put my arm around his shoulders, he stopped moving. The harder I squeezed him, the quieter he became. We had a good study session for about 30 minutes. That seemed to be his limit. I pulled him close and kissed him. He was as pretty as he was annoying.

"That's for settling down so we could get some work done," I said.

He was looking at me with and breathing shallowly. His fingers moved up to his lips, then moved to mine. He scrambled onto my lap fast enough to make my head spin. He was facing me with his legs straddling mine. He moved forward tentatively and kissed me back. I hugged him tight to my chest and kissed him for real, sliding my tongue into his mouth and letting him know who was in charge. He was a totally different person when he was being held tight. He wasn't squirming and he wasn't wiggling. He just allowed himself to collapse into me. We made out for a while, and I let my mouth move to his neck. He started whining with pleasure and pressing his erection into my abdomen.

I took hold of the hem of his Invader Zim t-shirt and pulled it up over his head. His body was thinner than I thought and completely hairless. I had to ask him, "How old are you Benjy?"

"I turned 18 last Saturday. I had to have my birthday party before leaving, but mom brought me here and she took me and Darren out to dinner because Drew said that Darren would be watching over me. I know it should have been the RA, but mom didn't like him because he's a mage and she doesn't trust mages, so she told me not to be alone with him."

I kissed him again to make him stop talking. "Why did your mom send you to school so far away from home?" I asked.

"We live in Virginia and its not so far away," he said then forced himself to stop talking. "Kiss me again, Simon," he begged.

I pulled him tight and kissed him again. After a minute or so, I broke the kiss and said, "Are you sure you want to have sex, Benjy? I think you're a very pretty boy, but I don't want to do anything you don't want to do."

Benjy nodded his head with his wide eyes, then he said, "Mom never let me out of her sight at home and I only had one boyfriend and he was afraid of mom because everyone says she killed a man in a bar when she was pregnant with me and because she's a good tracker and never loses a scent when she's picked it up, so I never did more than kiss and the pack leader told me that I should take a chance to get out from under mom's thumb."

I was getting the picture. Benjy's mom was overprotective. She probably knew her son was different. She only agreed to let him come to college away from home because her pack leader demanded it, probably hoping he'd mature a little once he was away from his mother. His mother had probably picked this school because there's a pack here. Then she drove all the way here from Virginia to talk to the pack leader.

"What do you want to do, Benjy?" I asked.

He took a deep breath and said, "I've never done anything before except kissing, but I have the internet and I watch porn. I even bought a membership on the credit card mom gave me for emergencies because she doesn't get the bill anymore. I have it automatically deducted my checking account and ...."

He stopped, took a deep breath, and refocused by blowing it out slowly. Then he continued, "I want to suck your dick and I want you to put it in me. I know that I'm different and people think I'm weird and that's why they don't like me, and they stay away from me and hide from me and walk away when they see me coming, but ...."

I stopped him with another kiss. His eyes were beginning to water. He wasn't as naive as I'd assumed. He knew exactly why people reacted the way they did. Darren was right; he needed help.

"I'm not hiding and I'm not running away," I said. "But I need to tell you that I'm not looking for a boyfriend right now, not an exclusive one anyway. I want to have sex with you as a good friend. Have you heard of friends with benefits?"

He nodded yes again, then said carefully, "I understand. I'd like to be a good friend with you. My pack leader, not Drew, but the pack leader back home, he told me that college was a time to try out new things and to see what I liked and that he couldn't be my daddy because it would make my mom mad and she's not an alpha but she's very dangerous and a lot of the female shifters would side with her if he touched me ...."

I let him ramble on until he stopped himself. "Hug me Simon, like you did before," he pleaded. "I think better when someone is holding me."

I pulled him close to me and we lay down on the bed. He was wearing knit shorts (I hadn't seen him in anything else) so I was able to ease them off him while he was lying next to me. He was wearing tight briefs that looked like they were made for a boy, not a man. They were light blue, and they had frogs on them. Just when I thought he couldn't get any cuter, I noticed something else about him.

"Aren't you taking your clothes off, sir?" he asked, playing with my polo shirt.

"Later," I said. "Right now, I want you to be naked and me fully clothed. Is that okay with you?"

"Yes sir," he said, pulling his shorts off and revealing the cutest little penis I'd ever seen. It was hairless and small, maybe four inches long and stiff as an iron bar. Naked, he snuggled up next to me and wrapped his leg around mine.

"Where are your pubes, Benjy?" I asked, letting my hand slide around to feel his little, round, hairless ass.

"I clean them off with a depilatory cream," he said looking up at me with an expectant expression. "Do you like it? I read a lot of stories online and I think I'm like the boys in those stories. I have a small cock and I don't really want to fuck anyone; I just want to be fucked. Having no hair makes me feel sexy."

"I like it very much," I admitted. Benjy wasn't an innocent, at least not in his mind. He knew what he wanted. "You're exceptionally pretty. Does your mom know these things about you?"

"Mom wants me to find the `right man', but she has different ideas from me," he replied. "She wants someone rich and stable, someone who will respect me, but that's not what I want. I want to find a daddy who will treat me like the boy I am. One of Mom's friends seemed interested but, I didn't want him. I want an alpha daddy."

"I'm not old enough to be your daddy," I said. "That's one reason why this would never work between us."

"I know you can't be the daddy I want," he said, "but I like the way you calm me down and help me keep focused. You can fuck me until I find the right daddy for me."

This was too much for me. I could never be what he wanted, and even though he was pretty, he wasn't what I was looking for either.

I said, "My cock is too big for you to take without some preparation, but there are a lot of things we can do together. Do you have any lube?"

He jumped out of the bed and opened his drawer. He came back with a large bottle of lube and handed it to me. "My old pack master gave me this and a pack of condoms as a going away present," he said. "He told me that they may not want to sell me any because I look so much younger than I am."

"We won't need the condoms today," I said, "but I'll take the lube." I wasn't going to fuck him tonight anyway.

I put him on his front side, and I began to stroke his ass cheeks. I pulled them apart and applied some lube to my finger and started rubbing his pucker. He sighed and curled his toes, then he reached back and pulled his butt cheeks apart for me. His little hole was sensitive. It quivered when I touched it. I drizzled a lot of lube onto his hole and rubbed it around some more. I've had a man-size cock for a couple of years, and I knew a thing or two about opening a little hole. Most of my partners in school had little holes before I got ahold of them.

Once he was beginning to relax, I eased my index finger just inside the ring. I let it sit there until he relaxed again, then I pulled it out, applied more lube and eased my middle finger in, this time past the ring. I kept going until I was all the way in. I moved my finger around until I felt his prostate.

"Ooh!" he squealed. "That feels good sir. Don't stop. I bought some toys on my credit card, but it hurt too much when I tried to use them, so I quit."

His voiced squeaked on the last few words as I gently probed his p-spot. "You could hurt yourself trying to play with your hole if you don't know what you're doing," I said. "You need to let a man do it for you, since you're just a little boy."

I was playing to his fantasy now. I knew what kind of porn he'd been reading. After a while, I turned him over onto his back so I could look into his eyes while I fingered his happy spot. His cock was still stiff, and it was beginning to leak a lot of precum.

"You're a pretty boy, Benjy," I said. "Are you going to be a good boy and cum for me?"

"Yes sir," he moaned, "please keep playing with my hole. Your alpha finger feels so good inside me."

I ran one finger along his lips while I was fingering him. He grabbed it and pulled it into his mouth. I let him suck on it, while I continued to probe his velvety warmth and stroke his hard little p-spot. "Come on baby, cum for me. I know you can do it."

I kept stroking and talking until his whole body tensed. It felt like he was trying to break my finger with his ass. He shot a large load for such a little guy, from such a little penis. I kept it up until he shuddered and relaxed. I pulled my fingers out of him. Both were clean. Benjy was scooping his cum up with his fingers and putting it in his mouth.

"A boy's cum always goes back inside him," he recited. I was sure that I'd read those very words before, but I couldn't remember the story.

"Can I suck your cock now, sir?" he asked, reaching for my belt.

I didn't think so. I had a different plan in mind. "Not now," I said. "Go jump in the shower and let's get you dressed again".

While he was in the shower, I looked through his drawers. He had a lot of sex toys, mostly unused from what he'd said before. No chastity cage, I noticed. That was probably a good thing considering that I didn't think his new daddy would go for it. I pulled out a pair of dark blue briefs with yellow stars on them, a Captain Planet t-shirt (he must shop exclusively in retro t-shirt shops) and clean pair of red knit shorts. I noticed that he bought them in boy's sizes, probably so they would be shorter on him. Nope, nowhere near so naive as Darren thought.

When he came out, I made him let me dress him. He seemed to really like that. I had him put on a pair of flips to wear in the hallway, I made sure he had his room key (He wore it on a chain around his neck), then I led him to Darren's room. I'd already texted to see if he was there. When Darren opened the door I guided Benjy in with a hand on his back and settled him on Darren's bed. He wiggled nervously as he waited for me to explain why I'd brought him here.

"Darren, I've been playing around with Benjy, and I wanted to give you a little report," I said. "I'll email you a complete report later. For now, let me explain something. Benjy isn't remotely as naive as we all thought he was. He's still technically a virgin. I checked with my finger. But he knows exactly what he wants.

"He wants to be treated like a little boy, and he's looking for a daddy to take care of him. He wants a powerful, alpha daddy. Frankly sir, I think he needs one. He can focus on his thoughts if someone hugs him or holds him. It's called compression and it works for a lot of hyperactive kids. I can keep helping him with his Spanish homework because I know what to do with him, but I can't be his daddy. Not only am I still trying to find myself right now, but he says I don't look old enough to be his daddy. The boy knows what he needs. Do you happen to know anyone who looks older than me who is looking for a cute boy to call him daddy?"

Darren said, "I'm only two years older than you." He shook his fist at me, but he was smiling.

"You should know, sir, that you're the one he really wants," I said. "He made that clear to me in Spanish class on Monday, with the way he said your name. He'd probably love to get fucked by all the alphas in the pack, but I think that may be your decision, sir. That's why I didn't do it today, no matter how prettily he begged."

Darren moved over and held out a hand to Benjy who took it gladly then wrapped his arms around Darren's torso. "It looks like it may be my decision after all," he said. "I think I can take it from here."

I went back to my room feeling good about myself. Darren was too good a guy to take advantage of someone who'd been put in his charge, so he never would have made the first move and would likely have missed this opportunity. And he would have mistaken Benjy's advances for simple awe of alphas. Of course, I was glad that I wouldn't be the one who had to explain anything to his mother.

College Magic Cycle Characters (Readers' Version)

This list includes all the named characters introduced in the story so far.

Major Characters

·         Alonzo Ramos. An 18-year-old Latino American boy from El Paso, Texas. A cute power 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.

·         Darren Groves. 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, Drew is a good guy. He's become a kind of avuncular figure for Kieran as one of his protectors on campus.

·         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.

·         Drew Janowski. 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.

·         Erik Rucker. A 19-year-old from the Upper Peninsula of Michigan. At the start of the story, he stands 66 inches tall and weighs about 140 pounds. Despite his small stature he likes weight training and is extremely muscular, although thin. Once he's affected by Alonzo's spell, he begins to gain height and weight. He has blond hair and ice blue eyes. He is a bit of a slob, but he's also very smart. He's a total top and ends up fucking his roommate Alonzo on their first day in the dorms. He and Alonzo are suitemates to Jason and Kieran. He's learning from Jason to expand his definition of what it means to be a top. Thanks to Alonzo's spell, his mind has been invaded by the cruel fictional character Einar Ironblood. He struggles between the two personalities. He's in love with Alonzo and wants him to his boy forever. He's not sure that Alonzo feels the same way.

·         Ethan Lowry. An 18-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 story will be told later.

·         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.

·         Kieran 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. Jason 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.

·         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.

·         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 has no current boyfriend.

·         Simon Carter. 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.

·         Xav Janowski. 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.

Minor Characters

·         Benjamin "Benjy" Gold. 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.

·         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.

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

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

·         Dawn Schiller. 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.

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

·         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.

·         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.

·         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.

·         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.

·         Meghan Connelly. A female werewolf who is one of Kieran's watchers.

·         Micah Blum. An 18-year-old mage boy who rooms with Darren. He spends most of his time with his two friends Oliver and Cameron. They are in a polyamorous relationship. Micah is a little afraid of Darren because he's afraid of werewolves.

·         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.

·         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 Jason's watchers to keep an eye on him.

·         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.

·         Vicky Garcia. A very short Latina were-wolf. She's tougher than she seems.

·         Zeno Spencer. A grad student, brother of Dawn and supporter of Drew Janowski. Drew was sleeping with Zeno before he even met Dawn.