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When William “Will” Ladler shows up at the Radisson Hotel for the wedding of his best friend’s younger brother, he’s surprised to see the gorgeous, effeminate young man he’d danced with the night before at a club, standing at the altar dressed in a tuxedo as a member of the wedding party. Will watches as the younger man’s long auburn hair blows in the wind, missing the entire ceremony. He’s determined to not only find out the younger man’s name but to get his number and ask him out on a date, which is what he’d wanted to do the night before.
Derrick “Rick” Tramun is beyond shocked to see the gorgeous Will Ladler at his older brother’s wedding. Their night was cut short by a fight and Rick’s overprotective friends, who were determined to make sure that he makes it home by his curfew. After dancing with Will the night before and jacking off to the memory of it before bed, Rick is more than happy to take Will up on his offer for dinner, much to his family’s horror and against their objections. His family has always been super supportive of his lifestyle, so why were they so against his dating Will?
But when Will sees exactly how flamboyant and effeminate Rick is and Rick finds out exactly how much Will can “pass” as a heterosexual man, will the two of them be able to make a go of their relationship or is Rick too “super gay” for straight laced Will?
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P.S. Man Candy….
Here is your Man-oh-Man Monday post entitled My College Roommate, not sure if it’s going to be an actual book or not, but we’ll see.
And the picture:
My College Roommate
Neil walked into the room and stared at me. I could tell by the hesitant look on his face that there was something that he wanted to say, but for whatever reason, he wasn’t saying it. I lifted my eyebrow at him and smirked.
“You got sumtin’ you need to say white boy?” I asked with the best imitation of a ”hood boy” that I could come up with.
Neil choked out a laugh and shook his head at me.
“Give it up Emanuel, you will never be able to convince me that you are black. No matter how much you try,” he teased me.
It had been a longstanding joke between the two of us. Neil was Native American, though he knew next to nothing about his tribe, and I was African American, though I didn’t fit into the stereotype of being one. Neil was actually much more…ethnic, than I could ever hope to be and I knew more about Native American history and culture than he did. We complemented each other perfectly. Making up what the other one lacked in his own culture, but our relationship was strictly platonic. Even though we were both gay.
I’d met Neil my very first day at Berkeley College. He’d been standing outside of our dorm room, reading my name out loud, over and over, as if he were completely confused. I’d walked up behind him and started saying his name over and over again. When he’d turned to look at me, I felt as if someone had punched me right in the gut. My heart stopped beating for a few seconds, the air caught in my lungs and my cock got so hard that if anyone had touched it, it would have broken away from my body and crashed to the floor in a million pieces. Neil is fucking hot. With his tan skin and blue black hair, his wide grin and piercing dark brown eyes, I swear that I fell in love with him the very first time he looked at me.
I haven’t stopped loving him.
The problem is, Neil is learning about his heritage. He’s gone a spirit walk and has begun talking to a shaman about his soul’s mate. I’m pretty sure that his soulmate isn’t going to be some too-thin, nerdy black boy from Oakland. No matter how much I want it to be so. Besides, Neil didn’t find me attractive. Me, the one guy who spent most of his classes fending off the advances of some guy who was in the closet, just came out of the closet, or never knew that the closet ever existed, was not attractive to Neil. The one man that I actually wanted to be attractive to. Neil, the man who’d sleep with any man as long as he had a pulse and a cock…even if the cock lay in their bottom drawer. I didn’t know why Neil didn’t find me attractive. I didn’t know what I’d have to do to get him to see me as being attractive, but whatever it was, I’d probably already tried doing it. Now, three years after we met for the first time, looking ahead to our senior year, and living in the upper classmen co-ed dorms, I’d finally made the hardest decision of my life and decided to stop pursuing Neil. I’d come to the conclusion that it wasn’t going to happen and that I needed to move on.
No matter how hard that was going to be.
Giving myself a mental shake, I returned to the present and grinned up at Neil when he paused beside my bed.
“Seriously. You look like you need to say something Neil, or ask me something,” I stated soberly, hoping that he would open up to me. Neil was my best friend and the thought of him hurting or needing something and not being able to tell me was like a punch to my guy. I swallowed thickly when Neil glanced down at me, his eyes darkening with some unexpressed emotion that I’d never seen in his eyes before. Was he angry with me? Was he hurting? What was wrong with him?
Sitting up and climbing up on my knees, I pulled Neil onto the bed with me, ignoring my rampant erection that screamed at me that we finally had Neil exactly where we wanted him.
“Neil? What’s wrong?” I asked.
Neil shook his head. He looked up at me through his thick lashes and I felt my breath catch in my chest again. I’d really never seenthat look before, Neil looked at me like he was hungry…for me. Like he wanted to…eat me or something. But eat me in a very delicious, very satisfying way…satisfying for the both of us.
“Nothing’s wrong Emanuel. It’s just that…Well…when you were taking a shower earlier, I sort of…you know,” Neil hedged, shrugging his shoulders shyly and while the look was absurdly cute on him, I couldn’t figure out for the life of me why he was looking that way.
“You sort of what? Neil?” I asked him, trying to push him to open up and to tell me more.
I watched in fascination as my best friend’s face flushed red in embarrassment and I felt my new resolve to get over Neil crumble at my feet. Why in God’s name did he have to be so fucking gorgeous? I mean, I would think that in order to balance everything out, that if the Creator made him physically beautiful that He would ensure that Neil had the personality of a troll or a toad, but noooo Neil was both physically perfect and a really nice guy at the same time.
“Isawyounaked,” Neil said quickly, the words all running together.
It took me a while to decipher what he’d said but once I figured it out, I felt the cheeks of my own face burning and I knew that I was blushing too.
“Oh, sorry about that,” I apologized, not able to look at Neil when I said it.
“Nothing for you to be sorry for,” Neil assured me before clearing his throat. “The only thing is…well, I guess it was a little bit of a shock. I mean I know that we tease all the time, about you not being black and me being a white guy instead of Navajo Indian, but the thing is you are black and I am Navajo. So when I saw you naked, I just…I…” Neil blushed again.
I chuckled. Neil wouldn’t be the first one to mention this to me. People seemed to have an almost unrealistic opinion that all black men walked around with 13 inch cocks that were as wide as soda cans. First of all, there were some who were built like that, but not all black men. A lot of black men were more generously well-endowed than others, but that could be said for white men, Hispanic men, Native Americans, Asians, etc. And while I was by no means a peanut or a shrimp in the “Black Man Dick Department” or the BMDD, I didn’t have a cock that hung down to my knees like some other friends of mine.
“You didn’t expect me to be thin and only sporting a 7 inch dick huh?” I laughed at my friend’s bemused expression then shrugged. “Eh, it’s nothing to write home about, that’s for damn sure, but it does get the job done when I need it to. I think the biggest problem is that it’s not as pretty as some other cocks that I’ve seen, although my ex boyfriend Dontae seemed to think that it’s gorgeous.”
“Well, let me see and I’ll give you an honest opinion,” Neil offered and my mouth dropped open as my brain short-circuited. Did Neil just ask to see my dick? No! Of course not! He couldn’t have. Neil didn’t find me attractive, so he would have no interest whatsoever in seeing my cock.
“Wha-huh?” I asked stupidly.
I watched as Neil slowly stalked me across the bed his hand reaching out to grab the front of my blue checkered boxers as I tried to back away from him.
“I said, let me see your dick,” Neil said, his voice filled with amusement and…lust?
“Why would you want to see my dick?” I asked, ignoring said dick when it shouted at me to shut up, that we were in the middle of a fucking real life porno.
“Because I want to see if it’s really as gorgeous as your ex-boyfriend Dontae made it seem, plus I want to see if it tastes as good as he said as well,” Neil pointed out.
I was so stunned that I leaned back on one hand, stretching out my hand to grab Neil’s shoulder as he pulled back the front of my boxers and looked inside. I gasped as he chuckled low in his throat.
“Oh, it’s beautiful. I can’t wait to wrap my lips around that,” Neil stated before leaning over fully and doing just that. I keened loudly in my throat and felt the telltale shiver at the base of my spine as my best friend, the one man I thought didn’t find me attractive, deep-throated my cock. It was like getting my first blowjob all over again and I couldn’t last before I grabbed the back of his head with both of my hands and fucked his face quickly and with short, hard thrusts before shooting my sperm down his throat.
“OH SHIT! NEIL! HOLY FUCKING CHRIST ALMIGHTY!” I screamed out to the heavens, thanking every deity that I knew for this wonderful opportunity.
When I finally came back down to Earth, Neil was holding me in his arms, my head on his chest, as he rubbed my back with his hand with gentle strokes.
“Welcome back,” he chuckled.
“Smart ass,” I said back. The room got quiet as we both thought about what had happened, mulled over words that needed to be said. I knew that I wanted Neil. I wanted him more than I wanted my next breath, but did he feel the same way? And if he did, did he want me enough to be with me forever, even if it meant giving up his quest to find his soulmate? And what would I do if he only wanted to be with me until he met his soulmate? Would I be okay with taking whatever time he could give me until he left my life for good? Just how much did I love him and how much did he love me, if he loved me at all?
Joshua smelled them before he reached the end of his driveway. They’d been there…at his home. What the fuck? He was maybe twenty minutes late and they showed up at his home and no doubt, probably scared the piss out of Traven. His mate wasn’t always the most calm of people in normal circumstances, having complete strangers show up in the middle of the night and ask for his lover, probably had all manner of things going through his mind. Especially with what was going on now. They’d been able to detect the frustration of Earth with her inhabitants. She’d grown bitter and resentful and they’d all known, they, meaning the leaders of Tumaro, the planet that Joshua and his family hailed from, that it wouldn’t be too long before she was going to turn on the humans and begin killing them all off.
It was one of the main reasons that Joshua had volunteered to journey down to Earth and try to learn all that he could before it became too late. He hadn’t planned on finding his mate while he was out walking. He especially hadn’t planned on finding his very human mate. He wouldn’t trade any of what had happened over the last few years for anything in the world, however. Traven was his life and Joshua had vowed to do whatever it took to keep that man safe and sound, even if he’d had to stay on Earth as a human and only shift when it was absolutely necessary.
He paused before he took another step. What was that smell? He sniffed the air and could tell that something was wrong. The hairs on the back of his neck stood up at full attention, his wolf began howling within him and his brain struggled to catch up with the two indicators that something was wrong with his mate. Taking another step forward, he stepped up on the bottom step to the porch and growled.
Blood. He smelled blood and it wasn’t just any type of blood…it was his mate’s blood.
Joshua’s top lip curled back and he felt his canines extend, his skin grew fur and his hands shifted to their paw counterparts, the claws extended. He leapt forward and landed on all fours, hearing the rip of the fabric from his shirt. Stopping at the door to their home, he sniffed the frame. Even this…something smelled off about this, and more than that…
He inhaled deeply, his eyes closing as he struggled to focus past the anger and the blood pounding fear. His heart rammed against his rib cage, trying to break free, his stomach rolled within him and he could feel his eyes burning from unshed tears. Not tears of heartbreak or hurt, but from rage. White-hot, blinding rage. He knew then that he was about to go feral, become a blood-thirsty animal on a rampage for revenge, and in that moment, he didn’t care. They had taken his mate and they would pay.
Tossing back his head, he let out a loud roar of anger and extreme frustration, a sound that shook the atmosphere and caused it to tremble in fear, it was a sound that he knew they could hear and a sound that he knew they would understand.
Family or not, they would pay for touching, taking and causing to bleed, what was his and they would pay dearly. He would see to that.
Turning he allowed his shift to fully roll over his body and let his wolf to come out in full force. He could smell the scents of nature much more distinctly, the sounds of laughter coming from the homes of their neighbors that weren’t watching the news. The sounds of tears, screams of shock and surprise coming from the homes of the neighbors who were watching the news. He would never understand humans. Most of them would rather escape into some drama on television, trying to figure out if Tina and Eric were ever going to get together, and forget that the real world even existed, while others would rather immerse themselves in the horrors of life and live their lives full of despair, horror and fear. Didn’t they understand that there was a healthy medium?
He pushed away thoughts of the silly humans around him and focused his energy on finding the only human he was concerned with saving. Putting his muzzle to the ground he picked up the scent of his mate, his father, his younger brother and his father’s great grandson? What the hell was Agnistion doing here? His brother’s grandson was barely past his twentieth summer. He’d only recently found his mate and he’d come to Earth with their father? With a low whine at the thought that he was going to have to kill his younger brother as well as his father, Joshua pressed forward and continued running, following the trail back the way that he only recently come. Turning the corner, ten miles away from his home with Traven, Joshua slowed down and lowered his body down to his belly.
It wouldn’t do him any good to rush right into the room, they were probably expecting that, he had to be smart about this. His mind made up, he shifted back to his human form, ignoring the chill that swept his limbs and his exposed genitals. He crept slowly towards the massive, sprawling lands that held the 3-story home that his family had been given for their stay on the planet. They had been extremely impressed with the respect they’d been shown by the American government when they’d first arrived…of course that was before the government told them that they were insane and should go away, that Earth was absolutely fine and nothing would go wrong. Joshua knew that they were probably kicking their own asses right now. As well as scrambling around and trying to figure out a way to deal with their current planetary disaster.
Earth had gotten fed up with the wars, the murders, the intolerance, the hatred, the betrayals, the lies, the manipulations, the waste, the greed, the bigotry and the hypocrisy of her inhabitants and had finally decided to do something about it. She wasn’t playing favorites either from what Joshua and his family had been able to discern. She was killing off young, old, black, white, Hispanic, Asian, indian, native American, latino, African, fat, thin, gay, straight, bisexual, man, woman, transgender. She was even killing off athiests, Buddhists, hindis, muslims, jews, catholics, Christians, wiccans…Joshua had noticed that the religious fanatics seemed to suffer the worst deaths, however, so maybe she was playing favorites just a little.
No matter, though. As long as Earth was in a tizzy no one was safe. Joshua wasn’t going to let Traven die because Earth was pissed off. He was going to save his mate from death by Earth. First he had to save him from his family. It was imperative that Joshua find him soon, because it was time for him to give Traven his nightly shot of Prinktakium juice.
Stopping in his forward movement just outside of the perimeters of the house’s outside lights, Joshua sighed. Traven would be beyond pissed off if he knew that Joshua had been slowly but surely dosing him with different juices and chemical serums to make sure that Traven’s body would be able to survive in space and on Tumaro. There had never been a human on Tumaro and Joshua was aware that the atmosphere on his home planet was a whole lot cleaner, fresher than the atmosphere on Earth. Traven would suffocate from the fresh air, burn from the sun and his body would implode from the chemical differences in the air that surrounded Tumaro unless his body was adjusted properly.
Joshua had taken it a step further. He didn’t want Traven to just be able to survive on Tumaro, he wanted his mate to thrive on his home planet. So he’d consulted with friends of his and they’d helped him construct a number of serums and medications and vitamins that would make Traven younger, healthier and stronger, completely changing his genetic makeup. But Joshua had been told that he had to make sure that Traven took his prescribed doses at the same time every day and the exact amount that he was supposed to, otherwise they were uncertain of what would happen to his body. Joshua had exactly…he looked up to consult the placement of the moon, five minutes to get inside and get Traven before he’d have to rush them home and give Traven his shot of Prinktakium juice.
Creepy softly but quickly around the building towards the back of the house, Joshua didn’t smell the Zeta wolf shifter that followed behind him, his younger brother’s mate, and so for that reason the attack completely took him unawares. As he fought for his life against the large massive man that had jumped him, his subconscious mind counted down the minutes and as he received one blow to the head too many, he knew that he would never be able to save his mate in time and that it was too late to save his mate.
He could only hope that Traven wouldn’t have too much of an adverse effect to not receiving his nightly shot.
Joshua looked over at Traven where the other man sat smiling at the television screen. They were watching another one of Traven’s shows. Some gay soap opera about a boy who didn’t know he was adopted and then finds out he is and then starts dating his adopted brother. Joshua sighed mentally when Traven laughed, he would never fully understand humans and their almost unquenchable need for drama, gossip, violence and sex. Quirking an eyebrow, Joshua settled a little deeper into the cushions of the sofa. Okay, he could understand the need and fascination for violence and sex, on his planet the two oftentimes went hand in hand, but he would still never understand their crazed desire for more drama and more gossip. Even if he was slightly curious about how Mark would react when he found out that Anthony had slept with his best friend Ronald two days before he slept with him.
“Ugh! I knew it!” Traven said in disgust as the show ended with Mark and Anthony kissing. Joshua grinned as he watched Traven toss the remote in disgust towards the coffee table before sitting back and crossing his arms in disgust. “Anthony always manages to find some kind of way to divert Mark’s attention when the truth is about to come out about him and Ronald! I mean, how many chances does one man get? How many times is he going to skate underneath the radar and escape the guillotine?” Traven asked, turning his head to look at Joshua.
Having spent years with Traven and having lived almost the exact same scene again and again, Joshua knew exactly what his response to that question was supposed to be. “Don’t worry baby, the truth is going to come out soon and then Mark will know all about Anthony and Ronald,” he said with an affectionate pat on Traven’s arm. He watched as Traven’s eyes softened and he smiled gently at him.
“You’re right of course. Thanks honey. You talked me down off the ledge…again,” Traven teased before rising off of the couch and stretching. Joshua watched as the Traven’s gorgeous golden honeyed skin was displayed before his very eyes and growled low in his throat. Traven dropped his arms and bent over to grab his ankles, his ass presented to Joshua’s hungry gaze and Joshua felt his mouth fill with saliva at the thought of burying his face in his man’s ass.
“I love it when you growl at me baby, but are you whining?” Traven asked as he slowly stood to his full height and turned around.
Joshua looked up and swallowed hard. He had to get ahold of himself. He absolutely could not let himself shift in front of Traven. The other man had had a major panic attack when he found out about “aliens” and beings on other planets, he’d probably have a massive heart attack if he found out that the man he loved, his partner, the man that he’d pledged himself to was not only from another planet as well, but was also a wolf shifter. Traven would probably dump him, and since Traven didn’t know about wolf shifters, he also didn’t know about mates, and the bond that they shared. That they were created to be together, destined to be together for all eternity. It was a powerful commitment, to pledge your life to someone forever, to know that that person is perfect for you because fate had created you to be, it was a commitment that humans made to each other and then broke quite often. But one that wolf shifters, Tumarons they were called, like him never broke. Traven was Joshua’s mate and Joshua had been lying to him since the day they met.
But it was a lie that he would take with him into forever if he had to, because he wasn’t going to give Traven up. Not for anything in the world.
“Maybe,” was all he said as he leaned forward and pulled down the grey basketball shorts that Traven wore. He smiled when he saw that the other man wasn’t wearing any underwear. Reaching up, he jerked on the collar of Traven’s black t-shirt and pulled the smaller man down to him until their noses touched. “You complaining?” he growled, letting Traven hear the rumble in his throat since he knew that it turned the other man on.
“N-no,” Traven panted out and Joshua gave him a wolfish grin before he ripped Traven’s shirt off of him.
“Dammit Josh! You keep ripping up my shirts!” Traven gasped out and then squealed when Joshua turned him around and pushed him over roughly until his hands rested on the floor.
“I’ll buy you more,” was Joshua’s response before he leaned forward and with a deep inhale plunged his face in between the firm globes of Traven’s ass. Sniffing and nuzzling, Joshua took a moment to allow the smell of Traven to permeate his senses, to let the human’s scent cover him and then with a groan he lifted his hands up and spread apart the cheeks of Traven’s ass. Sticking out his tongue he licked around the puckered entrance of his unclaimed mate’s ass and then plunged his tongue inside.
“Oh shit!” Traven yelled out, throwing his hands out to grab the edge of the coffee table and spreading his legs apart wider, arching his back and fucking himself on Joshua’s tongue.
Joshua wrapped one arm around Traven’s waist and smacked his right ass cheek hard. He smiled as Traven groaned before he smacked his ass again.
“Fuck yeah,” Traven moaned out, purring low in his throat. Hearing the noise that he’d been waiting for, Joshua pulled his tongue out of Traven’s ass with a final long swipe of his tongue, he pulled his own pair of black basketball pants down to his knees and tapped Traven’s hip. He grinned as he heard Traven hiss before he stood to his full height and on shaky legs walked over to the end table and grabbed the bottle of lube from the drawer.
Without a word and knowing exactly what Traven needed, Joshua slid down further on the sofa and waited for Traven to pour the lube over his cock. Joshua knew that he didn’t really need the lube, Tumaron wolves released enough lubrication from the head of their cocks and their shafts to ease even the tightest of holes, but Traven didn’t know that Joshua was a wolf so, Joshua put the lube on his cock to ease Traven’s mind.
Joshua groaned as he felt the head of his cock pop into the tight muscle of Traven’s ass. There was nothing in the world like being buried inside of his mate. Grabbing his man’s hips, Joshua lifted his own and joined Traven’s own moan with his as he sank inside of the other man fully.
“Fuck you feel good baby,” he moaned and felt Traven shiver in his arms.
“This is going to be fast baby. Fast and hard,” he warned the smaller man and chuckled when Traven did nothing more than nod. Joshua knew that sometimes Traven wanted it hard and fast and it usually coincided beautifully with those moments that he wanted it hard and fast. Another sign that they were perfect together.
After a few slow, deep thrusts, Joshua lifted Traven up and held him almost up off of the ground with only his hands on his waist and began to piston and ram his cock up into the other man’s ass.
“Yes, yes, yes!” Traven practically yelled out. Joshua could do nothing but moan in return and within a few thrusts he knew he was about to come, leaning forward slightly, he bit Traven’s back. Not hard enough to break skin and not with his fangs, because that would be marking the man as his mate and Traven didn’t even know what he was. He did however bit the other man hard enough to cause him to orgasm.
Feeling the muscles of Traven’s ass squeeze his cock, Joshua followed him over the edge and headlong into his own orgasm. Pulling Traven down hard on his still twitching cock, Joshua wrapped his arms around the smaller man tightly, kissing on Traven’s neck with love and gentleness.
It wasn’t long before both men began to stir and Joshua felt his cock softening inside of Traven. They both moaned simultaneously when Traven stood to his feet and Joshua’s cock slid free of the other man’s ass. Joshua sighed and leaned back against the back of the sofa, content to sit in his sweat and the liquid remains of his shared passion with Traven. He was just about to suggest to Traven that he come and join him for a nap before dinner, when the other man spoke up.
“Aren’t you going for a run?” Traven asked as he picked up his shorts and pulled them on. He turned and quirked an eyebrow at Joshua.
“What?” Joshua asked dazedly. When had Traven become so heart-stoppingly beautiful? Joshua was amazed that he wanted the other man again so soon, but want him he did.
“This is usually the time when you leave and go for a run and then you come back and shower and we have dinner and then you-“ Traven’s words were cut off when Joshua leapt to his feet.
He was going to be late for his rendezvous if he didn’t leave right then. Pulling up his shorts and grabbing his keys and wallet off of the table, Joshua leaned forward and kissed Traven’s lips quickly before turning to stride towards the front door.
“You’re right. I’m just going to go for a quick run and I’ll be back later,” he tossed over his shoulder before he raced out of the room, like the hounds of hell were on his heels. He could only hope that he got there in time. Before they decided to come looking for him and found Traven at the house and revealed his true identity to the man he was dangerously in love with.
Here’s your second poll ladies and gents:
Richard wants to surprise Vet with something for Valentine’s Day, but he doesn’t know what to get him.
Where should he look and how should he find out the information that he wants to know, without letting Vet in on the surprise?
Here’s your chance to vote!
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So here’s your second poll:
Over the next two weeks I will put up a series of polls involving the Tate pack, the mates and different scenarios in the upcoming short, A Very Tate Valentine’s.
You get to help write the story.
Just answer each poll question and whichever answer has the most votes, it will appear in the book. At the end of next week I will have a contest, whichever name is chosen as the winner from the commentators, both from here, my author blog (http://vicktor-alexander.blogspot.com) and on GoodReads (http://goodreads.com/vicktoralexander), either on my profile page or on my author thread in the Rainbow Writers & Readers group (http://www.goodreads.com/topic/show/735362-vicktor-alexander)(if you’re not a member of the group, you will have to join it) and mentions the contest will receive a free copy of A Very Tate Valentine’s, which is a short, and also the full-length novel, Impossible, which will be the book following that one (set to be released at the beginning of May).
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