Dear Daniel,
It's getting harder to say goodnight to you. Goodnight really means good-bye. It means that you're going to be over in England and I have hours before I inevitably give into the urge to sleep myself.
It means that you're not here.
And each time, my fingers hesitate over the keys. Each time I have to say goodnight to you, tell you to go to bed, because I know that you'll try to stay up reading or writing or playing games for as long as you can unless I make you go to bed, each time I have to do that, I feel another piece of my heart break. You aren't here. I'm not there. We should be together so that when it's bed time, we're going there...together.
The Alpha wolf inside of me is pacing back and forth angrily, he wants his mate, his other half. He wants to claim what's his, mark it and keep it by his side.
It's what I want as well.
But I have to press the keys that say goodnight. Press the keys and hope that they convey to you how much I love you, hope that you can feel even a fraction of how much my heart beats for you. You are my first thought every morning and my last thought every night. And saying goodnight to you, when you're not in my arms is getting harder and harder to do. But I'll keep doing it because I'd rather deal with the ache in my chest, the temporary emptiness in my arms, the longing for you that I feel every day, every hour, every minute, if it means that in 8 weeks, I get to make up for loss time.
I get two weeks of heaven with you, two weeks of bliss and love and complete surrender to the overwhelming surge of powerful emotion that I have for you. And yes, you're leaving again after that and we'll have a few more months of IMs, emails, tweets, letters, cards, gifts, texts, Skypes until we see each other again, but it's worth it. Those two weeks will get me through those next few months.
Because I'd rather miss you and know that you're mine than give you up and never truly feel like I can breathe again.
So yes, I miss you and yes it's getting harder to say goodnight, but soon, love, very soon, when I say goodnight, you'll be in my arms where you're supposed to be.
Lovdorish you always and forever.
Love,
Vic
I'm not normal, I love being different, and it's one of the sexiest things about me...next to my creative brain and "Lil' Big Vic".
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Tuesday, January 10, 2012
Sunday, August 21, 2011
My Book Review of T.J. Klune's "Bear, Otter and the Kid"
I didn't think I'd find a book that could move me as much as Mary Calmes's "Trusted Bond" but I did. T.J. Klune's "Bear, Otter and the Kid." Here's the Blurb and my Review:
Bear, Otter, and the Kid by T.J. Klune
My rating: 5 of 5 stars
*Stands and applauds*
This book was filled with so much angst, anger, hurt, betrayal, loss, love, forgiveness, redemption, strength, character, wisdom, laughter, tears and deep-rooted connection and passion that I felt as if my entire body was tied up in knots as I read it. I groaned and cried with Bear and the Kid. I cheered Otter. I hated Bear's mother with a passion. I hid my face in shame with Bear. I applauded the Kid's wisdom and I admired Otter's fortitude and determination to never give up on the man that he loves.
There were times when I hissed in agony over some of the conversations, not because they were badly written, but because they were so beautifully written that I felt as if I were the one being torn apart emotionally. That it was me having my heart broken. That I was the one being left and neglected. I was the one being pushed away. Like I was the one being betrayed.
I rooted for Bear, Otter and the Kid throughout this entire book and as the book grew closer to the end I grew nervous and despaired that maybe the author Mr. Klune just didn't see this couple the way I did. I needn't have worried, however, because if Mr Klune could write a story of three people so wonderfully created to be together, their story so beautifully, shockingly and hauntingly real, then I should have known that the end of this book would be just as beautifully, shockingly and hauntingly realistic.
I think that even if I hadn't heard stirrings about a possible sequel, I still would have been satisfied by the ending. The whole book was written from one person's perspective and then right there at the end, again in a beautifully brilliant way, the POV changes right there in the Epilogue. It was so perfect and put tied such a wonderful bow on an already beautiful story that when it was over all I could do was sigh and applaud.
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Bear, Otter, and the Kid
by T.J. Klune (Goodreads Author)
Three years ago, Bear McKenna’s mother took off for parts unknown with her new boyfriend, leaving Bear to raise his six-year-old brother Tyson, aka the Kid. Somehow they’ve muddled through, but since he’s totally devoted to the Kid, Bear isn’t actually doing much living—with a few exceptions, he’s retreated from the world, and he’s mostly okay with that. Until Otter comes home.
Otter is Bear’s best friend’s older brother, and as they’ve done for their whole lives, Bear and Otter crash and collide in ways neither expect. This time, though, there’s nowhere to run from the depth of emotion between them. Bear still believes his place is as the Kid’s guardian, but he can’t help thinking there could be something more for him in the world... something or someone
Otter is Bear’s best friend’s older brother, and as they’ve done for their whole lives, Bear and Otter crash and collide in ways neither expect. This time, though, there’s nowhere to run from the depth of emotion between them. Bear still believes his place is as the Kid’s guardian, but he can’t help thinking there could be something more for him in the world... something or someone
Bear, Otter, and the Kid by T.J. KluneMy rating: 5 of 5 stars
*Stands and applauds*
This book was filled with so much angst, anger, hurt, betrayal, loss, love, forgiveness, redemption, strength, character, wisdom, laughter, tears and deep-rooted connection and passion that I felt as if my entire body was tied up in knots as I read it. I groaned and cried with Bear and the Kid. I cheered Otter. I hated Bear's mother with a passion. I hid my face in shame with Bear. I applauded the Kid's wisdom and I admired Otter's fortitude and determination to never give up on the man that he loves.
There were times when I hissed in agony over some of the conversations, not because they were badly written, but because they were so beautifully written that I felt as if I were the one being torn apart emotionally. That it was me having my heart broken. That I was the one being left and neglected. I was the one being pushed away. Like I was the one being betrayed.
I rooted for Bear, Otter and the Kid throughout this entire book and as the book grew closer to the end I grew nervous and despaired that maybe the author Mr. Klune just didn't see this couple the way I did. I needn't have worried, however, because if Mr Klune could write a story of three people so wonderfully created to be together, their story so beautifully, shockingly and hauntingly real, then I should have known that the end of this book would be just as beautifully, shockingly and hauntingly realistic.
I think that even if I hadn't heard stirrings about a possible sequel, I still would have been satisfied by the ending. The whole book was written from one person's perspective and then right there at the end, again in a beautifully brilliant way, the POV changes right there in the Epilogue. It was so perfect and put tied such a wonderful bow on an already beautiful story that when it was over all I could do was sigh and applaud.
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Happy Gay Day!!
So I was told that today is Gay Day.
I would like to wish everyone a very Happy Gay Day and in honor of Gay Day, if you're gay and in a committed relationship, make mad passionate love to your partner, if you're gay and NOT in a committed relationship...today is the day to find someone.
If you're NOT gay....well, today is the day you can be gay (go on, you know you want to) and get away with it and if someone asks you why you're having hot, monkey sex with someone of the same gender when you're NOT gay, you say: Well I'm not Martin Luther King Jr and I celebrate his day! LOL.
Today is a day of celebrating love (more so than stinkin' Valentine's Day-I say this until I have me someone on Valentine's Day), all love. So go out there and BE GAY!
I would like to wish everyone a very Happy Gay Day and in honor of Gay Day, if you're gay and in a committed relationship, make mad passionate love to your partner, if you're gay and NOT in a committed relationship...today is the day to find someone.
If you're NOT gay....well, today is the day you can be gay (go on, you know you want to) and get away with it and if someone asks you why you're having hot, monkey sex with someone of the same gender when you're NOT gay, you say: Well I'm not Martin Luther King Jr and I celebrate his day! LOL.
Today is a day of celebrating love (more so than stinkin' Valentine's Day-I say this until I have me someone on Valentine's Day), all love. So go out there and BE GAY!
Thursday, August 18, 2011
Unthinkable: Part Nine-NSFW
Part Nine:
Mornings came way too fucking early in Texas. Richard yawned as he turned to walk down the stairs to the kitchen to make breakfast for his big hunky cowboy. He scratched his toned belly as he took the first step and then screamed when he felt two strong arms wrap around him, a hand pressed against his mouth.
"Don't scream or you'll wake your precious babies," a deep raspy voice said behind him and Richard shivered in fear. He nodded to let the person behind him know that he understood. "We're going to go downstairs now, real nice and easy like, no noise, you got me?" the man said and Richard nodded again. He wondered where Vet was and if his man was alright.
Vet? Are you okay? he questioned the other man through their mental link. He walked in front of the intruder down the stairs and towards the kitchen.
I'm fine why? he heard Vet respond and sighed in relief. He walked into the kitchen and attempted to think of a way to get rid of the other man.
There's a man in the house, I don't know where he's taking me, but-Richard's words to his mate stopped when the man behind him grabbed him to pull him close to his big, hard boy, his thick erection pressed to his back.
"He's taking you into the kitchen so he can fuck you on the counter before he goes to work," he heard Vet's voice from directly behind him and with a gasp he whirled around to stare at his mate.
"Vet?!" Unable to say anything else or to ask his mate why he was lurking around and scaring the shit out of him in the dark, he grunted when Vet lifted him up into his arms, pressing their lips together in a sensual kiss. Richard felt his eyes drift close as passion washed over him. His eyes opened as he felt himself being seated upon a hard surface and he realized that Vet had sat him on top of the kitchen counter. He smiled at the look of dazed passion in the other man's eyes and with deft fingers unbuttoned the other man's red checkered shirt.
"So are you making up for last night?" he questioned as he leaned forward to allow his lips and tongue to slowly kiss and taste the clean flavor of his mate's neck. He felt Vet nod and knew at that moment exactly what the bigger man needed. He rubbed his lips along the tendons in the bigger man's neck over his collarbone and with his hands pushed off his shirt. He slid his fingers up both arms, tracing and caressing the hard muscles that were obtained not from a gym but from a day of honest, hard work. The muscles in his arms, his biceps, hell even the ones in his shoulders were so firm and hard that Richard heard himself whimper at the feel of them. He pulled Vet closer and kissed one shoulder deeply, before opening his mouth and licking the muscle there. He heard Vet groan as he continued to lave open mouth kisses over his shoulder before moving to his biceps, his arms and down to his fingers, making sure to taste the skin there as well.
Vet's harsh breathing sounded in his ear and he felt as the larger man's hands gripped the legs of his pajama pants and ball them up into his clenched fists. He drifted his lips over to Vet's neglected shoulder and repeated his attentions there, the whole while his fingers touched and caressed Vet's face, his hair, his chest, pinching the hardened brown nipples and down to caress his firm 8-pack abs. He was in love with Vet's body, he hissed as Vet pulled him up flush against his body as he took his lips in a hard crushing kiss, the sparse hair on his chest rubbing against him delightfully. He drifted his hands down the planes of Vet's wide and firm back, pressing himself against the man intimately, all thoughts of seducing the other man, dragging out their lovemaking fleeing in the presence of the other man's desire for him.
"I need to be inside of you baby," he heard Vet's voice, deep and rumbling with uncompromising need. He nodded and felt Vet frantically pull down his pajama pants before stepping between his open legs. He reached down and opened the button fly on Vet's jeans, taking special care not to bruise or injure the hardened object within them as he unzipped the pants.
"Damn Wranglers," he grumbled before squeaking in surprise when Vet gave him a small nip on his shoulder. "What the hell?" he pouted.
"We don't talk bad about Wrangler jeans here in the South," Vet grinned before pulling out a bottle of lube that he kept in a drawer in the kitchen.
"You always keep lube in the kitchen drawer?" Richard asked, feeling a small twinge of jealousy that perhaps his mate had been in this position before.
Vet gave him a lopsided grin, "If you check, there's lube in every room except for the nursery. My sister and brother-in-law were insatiable, so are Ton and some of the other guys who stay here from time to time." Vet grinned before grabbing Richard's legs and pulling him until his ass hung off the edge of the granite countertop. With another smile Vet lowered his head and spread wide the cheeks of Richard's ass. With a loud moan Richard lay back fully onto the counter. Reaching down he pulled his knees up towards his chest, holding onto the backs of his knees as he felt Richard's long, wide tongue licking around his puckered entrance.
"Fuck! Is everything on you big and long?" he groaned out and heard Vet chuckle seconds before pressing his "big and long" tongue deep within him. It was too much, it wasn't enough, and most of all, he wasn't anywhere close to touching what Richard really wanted him to touch. "Dammit Vet!" he growled, his feet extending into points and stretching back as his body was wracked with desire. When Vet stood to his feet, he wasn't sure whether to whine at the loss of his tongue deep within his ass or sigh with happiness that he was finally going to be filled with the cowboy's hard shaft.
As he felt Vet slowly push within him he settled for sighing. He'd bottomed and topped different times in his life before but there was something about feeling Vet's cock in his ass. He felt so full, not just physically, but emotionally as well. He tilted his head back as he felt Vet pull his legs over his shoulders and press deep within him. With a deep moan, Vet began to thrust into him and Richard felt the fabric of the older man's jeans and he whimpered in lustful need. There was something about knowing that he was completely naked, laying on the kitchen counter being fucked by Vet when the man had been unable or unwilling to wait until he was completely naked himself before thrusting his cock in his ass.
He wrapped his hands behind Vet's neck and pulled his lips down to meet his own. Their tongues dueled, twisting around each other, Vet's tongue thrusting in and out of his mouth, mimicking the movements of his cock to Richard's ass. Bringing one hand down from behind his mate's neck, he grabbed his leaking cock and began to pump his erection in time with Vet's thrusts. It wasn't long before he felt the muscles in his ass tighten with his approaching orgasm and felt Vet's thrusts speed up.
"That's right baby. Come for me. Cover me in your come," Vet growled in him before licking the mating mark on his neck and with a surprised shout Richard felt his seed explode from the slit in the top of his cock.
"Oh fuck you're so hot baby," he heard Vet's voice as if from a distance and music...sort of like Lady Gaga's "Edge of Glory" and he knew that this was the best orgasm he'd ever had before in his life. He felt Vet thrust once, twice, three times before coming deep in his ass, the muscles in his ass still trembling and clenching as if trying to milk Vet's cock of every drop.
"Shit," he heard and with a gasp he and Vet turned to the kitchen doorway to see Anton, dressed in a pair of Wranglers, brown boots, and a grey shirt that looked stretched to its limit over his wide chest, and his friend Tommy, dressed in a pair of boots, a tight pair of jeans, a green silk shirt, tied in the front, above his belly button, both men standing there with their mouths hanging wide open.
"You guys are fucking hot! If this is how cowboys do it in Texas then I should really consider moving," Tommy said cheekily and Richard groaned in the face of his friend's amusement.
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"I called you when we pulled up to make sure you were awake," Tommy teased Richard as he followed the now dressed man around the nursery as he changed the babies. Vet had made Ton show Tommy to an empty bedroom and the two of them had hastily gotten dressed. He'd walked funny as he hurried up the stairs to their bathroom to do some major cleanup...and to get over his embarrassment. Vet had done a quick cleanup in the half bath next to the kitchen, before wiping down the counter with bleach. The four of them had eaten a quick breakfast of eggs, toast and sausage, with Tommy and Ton sharing heated looks with each other and amused remarks with him and Vet. He hadn't been able to look Vet in the eyes since.
"I didn't realize that was my phone I heard. I thought it was something else..." Richard hedged as he handed Curt a bottle before moving to RJ's crib to change and feed him.
"What else could it have been? Oh. My. God! You thought you heard music when you were shooting your load all over him didn't you?" Tommy squealed in delight. "You are totally falling for the big cowboy aren't you?"
Richard shrugged and smiled down at the gurgling baby on the table. "So what if I am? We're going to be raising these babies together and besides we've already sort of committed to each other...sorta," he mumbled.
"What the hell? Richie! You just met the man! I mean, I'll give it to you, he is one sexy ass man and his cock is UH-MAY-ZING, but is that enough for you to be talking forever with someone you haven't even known for two months?" Tommy questioned him.
Tommy had always been the voice of reason in his life, but how could he explain this to him? The whole mates, wolf shape shifter, fate thing? He could barely wrap his own mind around it.
"When you know, you know Tommy. That's the only thing I can tell you," he deferred before turning to stare at the other man. "Love, commitment, it's not rational. It doesn't follow a set of rules. It doesn't care about race, gender, education, time, what's rational or irrational, age, it doesn't care about the natural, the supernatural, the normal or the paranormal. Love is just love and when you fall in love with someone, you don't let that go because it doesn't fit in with someone else's ideas about what love looks like. If you do, you don't deserve to have it in the first place."
Tommy stared at him, his eyes wide, his mouth hanging open. Richard grinned at him, his back to the doorway as he waited for his best friend to speak. He knew that he'd shocked him, he'd sort of shocked himself, but he meant every word he'd said.
"Are you saying that you love this guy?" he finally asked.
"That's a question I'd like the answer to as well," Vet responded from the doorway, his eyes wet with tears and Richard realized that he must have heard the whole thing. Knowing that it was impossible for him to speak anymore he merely nodded his head in his mate's direction and tilted his head to accept the kiss the bigger man pressed upon his lips when he rushed over to him and swept him into his arms. It was the sweetest kiss he'd ever had in his life.
Mornings came way too fucking early in Texas. Richard yawned as he turned to walk down the stairs to the kitchen to make breakfast for his big hunky cowboy. He scratched his toned belly as he took the first step and then screamed when he felt two strong arms wrap around him, a hand pressed against his mouth.
"Don't scream or you'll wake your precious babies," a deep raspy voice said behind him and Richard shivered in fear. He nodded to let the person behind him know that he understood. "We're going to go downstairs now, real nice and easy like, no noise, you got me?" the man said and Richard nodded again. He wondered where Vet was and if his man was alright.
Vet? Are you okay? he questioned the other man through their mental link. He walked in front of the intruder down the stairs and towards the kitchen.
I'm fine why? he heard Vet respond and sighed in relief. He walked into the kitchen and attempted to think of a way to get rid of the other man.
There's a man in the house, I don't know where he's taking me, but-Richard's words to his mate stopped when the man behind him grabbed him to pull him close to his big, hard boy, his thick erection pressed to his back.
"He's taking you into the kitchen so he can fuck you on the counter before he goes to work," he heard Vet's voice from directly behind him and with a gasp he whirled around to stare at his mate.
"Vet?!" Unable to say anything else or to ask his mate why he was lurking around and scaring the shit out of him in the dark, he grunted when Vet lifted him up into his arms, pressing their lips together in a sensual kiss. Richard felt his eyes drift close as passion washed over him. His eyes opened as he felt himself being seated upon a hard surface and he realized that Vet had sat him on top of the kitchen counter. He smiled at the look of dazed passion in the other man's eyes and with deft fingers unbuttoned the other man's red checkered shirt.
"So are you making up for last night?" he questioned as he leaned forward to allow his lips and tongue to slowly kiss and taste the clean flavor of his mate's neck. He felt Vet nod and knew at that moment exactly what the bigger man needed. He rubbed his lips along the tendons in the bigger man's neck over his collarbone and with his hands pushed off his shirt. He slid his fingers up both arms, tracing and caressing the hard muscles that were obtained not from a gym but from a day of honest, hard work. The muscles in his arms, his biceps, hell even the ones in his shoulders were so firm and hard that Richard heard himself whimper at the feel of them. He pulled Vet closer and kissed one shoulder deeply, before opening his mouth and licking the muscle there. He heard Vet groan as he continued to lave open mouth kisses over his shoulder before moving to his biceps, his arms and down to his fingers, making sure to taste the skin there as well.
Vet's harsh breathing sounded in his ear and he felt as the larger man's hands gripped the legs of his pajama pants and ball them up into his clenched fists. He drifted his lips over to Vet's neglected shoulder and repeated his attentions there, the whole while his fingers touched and caressed Vet's face, his hair, his chest, pinching the hardened brown nipples and down to caress his firm 8-pack abs. He was in love with Vet's body, he hissed as Vet pulled him up flush against his body as he took his lips in a hard crushing kiss, the sparse hair on his chest rubbing against him delightfully. He drifted his hands down the planes of Vet's wide and firm back, pressing himself against the man intimately, all thoughts of seducing the other man, dragging out their lovemaking fleeing in the presence of the other man's desire for him.
"I need to be inside of you baby," he heard Vet's voice, deep and rumbling with uncompromising need. He nodded and felt Vet frantically pull down his pajama pants before stepping between his open legs. He reached down and opened the button fly on Vet's jeans, taking special care not to bruise or injure the hardened object within them as he unzipped the pants.
"Damn Wranglers," he grumbled before squeaking in surprise when Vet gave him a small nip on his shoulder. "What the hell?" he pouted.
"We don't talk bad about Wrangler jeans here in the South," Vet grinned before pulling out a bottle of lube that he kept in a drawer in the kitchen.
"You always keep lube in the kitchen drawer?" Richard asked, feeling a small twinge of jealousy that perhaps his mate had been in this position before.
Vet gave him a lopsided grin, "If you check, there's lube in every room except for the nursery. My sister and brother-in-law were insatiable, so are Ton and some of the other guys who stay here from time to time." Vet grinned before grabbing Richard's legs and pulling him until his ass hung off the edge of the granite countertop. With another smile Vet lowered his head and spread wide the cheeks of Richard's ass. With a loud moan Richard lay back fully onto the counter. Reaching down he pulled his knees up towards his chest, holding onto the backs of his knees as he felt Richard's long, wide tongue licking around his puckered entrance.
"Fuck! Is everything on you big and long?" he groaned out and heard Vet chuckle seconds before pressing his "big and long" tongue deep within him. It was too much, it wasn't enough, and most of all, he wasn't anywhere close to touching what Richard really wanted him to touch. "Dammit Vet!" he growled, his feet extending into points and stretching back as his body was wracked with desire. When Vet stood to his feet, he wasn't sure whether to whine at the loss of his tongue deep within his ass or sigh with happiness that he was finally going to be filled with the cowboy's hard shaft.
As he felt Vet slowly push within him he settled for sighing. He'd bottomed and topped different times in his life before but there was something about feeling Vet's cock in his ass. He felt so full, not just physically, but emotionally as well. He tilted his head back as he felt Vet pull his legs over his shoulders and press deep within him. With a deep moan, Vet began to thrust into him and Richard felt the fabric of the older man's jeans and he whimpered in lustful need. There was something about knowing that he was completely naked, laying on the kitchen counter being fucked by Vet when the man had been unable or unwilling to wait until he was completely naked himself before thrusting his cock in his ass.
He wrapped his hands behind Vet's neck and pulled his lips down to meet his own. Their tongues dueled, twisting around each other, Vet's tongue thrusting in and out of his mouth, mimicking the movements of his cock to Richard's ass. Bringing one hand down from behind his mate's neck, he grabbed his leaking cock and began to pump his erection in time with Vet's thrusts. It wasn't long before he felt the muscles in his ass tighten with his approaching orgasm and felt Vet's thrusts speed up.
"That's right baby. Come for me. Cover me in your come," Vet growled in him before licking the mating mark on his neck and with a surprised shout Richard felt his seed explode from the slit in the top of his cock.
"Oh fuck you're so hot baby," he heard Vet's voice as if from a distance and music...sort of like Lady Gaga's "Edge of Glory" and he knew that this was the best orgasm he'd ever had before in his life. He felt Vet thrust once, twice, three times before coming deep in his ass, the muscles in his ass still trembling and clenching as if trying to milk Vet's cock of every drop.
"Shit," he heard and with a gasp he and Vet turned to the kitchen doorway to see Anton, dressed in a pair of Wranglers, brown boots, and a grey shirt that looked stretched to its limit over his wide chest, and his friend Tommy, dressed in a pair of boots, a tight pair of jeans, a green silk shirt, tied in the front, above his belly button, both men standing there with their mouths hanging wide open.
"You guys are fucking hot! If this is how cowboys do it in Texas then I should really consider moving," Tommy said cheekily and Richard groaned in the face of his friend's amusement.
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"I called you when we pulled up to make sure you were awake," Tommy teased Richard as he followed the now dressed man around the nursery as he changed the babies. Vet had made Ton show Tommy to an empty bedroom and the two of them had hastily gotten dressed. He'd walked funny as he hurried up the stairs to their bathroom to do some major cleanup...and to get over his embarrassment. Vet had done a quick cleanup in the half bath next to the kitchen, before wiping down the counter with bleach. The four of them had eaten a quick breakfast of eggs, toast and sausage, with Tommy and Ton sharing heated looks with each other and amused remarks with him and Vet. He hadn't been able to look Vet in the eyes since.
"I didn't realize that was my phone I heard. I thought it was something else..." Richard hedged as he handed Curt a bottle before moving to RJ's crib to change and feed him.
"What else could it have been? Oh. My. God! You thought you heard music when you were shooting your load all over him didn't you?" Tommy squealed in delight. "You are totally falling for the big cowboy aren't you?"
Richard shrugged and smiled down at the gurgling baby on the table. "So what if I am? We're going to be raising these babies together and besides we've already sort of committed to each other...sorta," he mumbled.
"What the hell? Richie! You just met the man! I mean, I'll give it to you, he is one sexy ass man and his cock is UH-MAY-ZING, but is that enough for you to be talking forever with someone you haven't even known for two months?" Tommy questioned him.
Tommy had always been the voice of reason in his life, but how could he explain this to him? The whole mates, wolf shape shifter, fate thing? He could barely wrap his own mind around it.
"When you know, you know Tommy. That's the only thing I can tell you," he deferred before turning to stare at the other man. "Love, commitment, it's not rational. It doesn't follow a set of rules. It doesn't care about race, gender, education, time, what's rational or irrational, age, it doesn't care about the natural, the supernatural, the normal or the paranormal. Love is just love and when you fall in love with someone, you don't let that go because it doesn't fit in with someone else's ideas about what love looks like. If you do, you don't deserve to have it in the first place."
Tommy stared at him, his eyes wide, his mouth hanging open. Richard grinned at him, his back to the doorway as he waited for his best friend to speak. He knew that he'd shocked him, he'd sort of shocked himself, but he meant every word he'd said.
"Are you saying that you love this guy?" he finally asked.
"That's a question I'd like the answer to as well," Vet responded from the doorway, his eyes wet with tears and Richard realized that he must have heard the whole thing. Knowing that it was impossible for him to speak anymore he merely nodded his head in his mate's direction and tilted his head to accept the kiss the bigger man pressed upon his lips when he rushed over to him and swept him into his arms. It was the sweetest kiss he'd ever had in his life.
Sunday, August 14, 2011
Unthinkable: Part Five-NSFW
Part Five:
Richard cringed as Amy began crying in Vet's arms again and sighed as he looked over at the man directly across the hall from him. "Do you need me to take her again?" he asked, his tone sympathetic and slightly pleading. He'd become one of those people. The kind that brought their sobbing, bawling, miserable babies on board an airplane and made everyone else suffer because of it. Giving the passengers all behind him a sheepish and apologetic look, he checked to be sure that Curt and RJ were still asleep...they were...before standing up and walking across the aisle to take a squirming, crying Amy from her uncle's arms.
"We should have drove," Vet mumbled for the eight time.
"You don't think I wish we were a little farther into this trip? That maybe the trip was already over, or better yet, wasn't even a necessity? I do, with all my work with the babies and dealing with you so far, I totally understand. But if we had driven, we would have been on the road for a week," Richard pointed out before he sat back down.
"Not true. We coulda been there in three days," Vet pointed out.
"Staying in hotels? Really?" Richard questioned him. He rocked Amy gently in his arms smiling when the infant began to calm down.
"What's wrong with staying in hotels?" Vet asked petulantly. Richard grinned at the pouty look on the big man's face, so out of character with his stature that he almost laughed.
"Staying in hotels is fun when kids are older or when it's just the parents, but having infants in a hotel? Especially when you're travelling? It doesn't sound like fun to me," Richard stated with a shrug, before noticing that Amy had finally fallen asleep.
"You're really good with 'em," Vet smiled. Richard merely blushed before standing carefully to put the baby back in her carrier. Taking out a pair of earplugs he gently placed them in her ears, before placing a pacifier in her mouth which she began to suck on in her sleep instantly. Turning to repeat the process with Curt and RJ he found his hand grabbed by Vet and he stopped. Turning to look at the other man, his eyes widened at the desire burning in his green eyes. Letting his eyes drift down he saw the very large erection straining against the front of Vet's Wranglers and felt his own erection surging in his designer jeans.
"You..uh...you wanted something?" he asked in a choked voice. Vet opened his mouth to respond when the "Fasten Seatbelt" sign flashed and the pilot began speaking. Richard heard Vet growl softly in frustration and felt his mouth pull up in a small smile. When Vet released his hand, he leaned forward and quickly kissed him before returning to his seat between Curt and RJ, who were blessedly, still asleep. Quickly putting in their earplugs and pacifiers, he fastened his seatbelt and sat back with a sigh. What was it about Vet? He always had the urge to curl up in his lap and rub himself all over the other man, or to rip off his clothes, spread his legs and beg the bigger man to fuck him six ways from Sunday or...most embarrassingly, he wanted to tilt his head to the side and beg the other man to bite him. He'd never been into BDSM or S/M or whatever it was that Rihanna was singing about, so he had no idea where the urge to be bitten came from. Giving himself another mental shake, to prepare himself for landing, he glanced over at the man in question only to find Vet's eyes fastened on him. He smiled weakly at him, feeling as if he were being undressed with Vet's eyes and wishing he knew what the other man was thinking.
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Vet groaned as he smelled Richard's arousal hanging heavily in the close confines of his Ford Expedition. They had been able to grab the triplets, a luggage rack and get to where he'd parked his "Expo" with minimum fuss. As soon as they'd settled in the car, however, he'd smelled Richard's arousal and felt himself fighting his wolf for dominance. He felt his canines trying to extend, his body struggling to grow bigger and his hair beginning to grow longer and thicker in some places and he inhaled to calm his racing heart. Which was a bad idea, of course, because with that inhale the smell of Richard's cloying arousal pulsed through his body. This time he couldn't hold back the growl in his throat. He saw Richard's gaze fly towards his and he responded.
"You're killin' me here babe, with all your wantin' me and bein' all turned on and shit," he explained, reaching down to try to give himself some room in his jeans, although there was none to be had. All shifters were well endowed but he was still bigger than most and for that reason, he often had to buy larger sized jeans and wear a belt, just so he wouldn't feel choked all day, but to be trying to drive, in his Wranglers, hard and getting harder? Well it was damn near becoming a fucking magic trick.
"How did you know I was-" Richard questioned, not finishing the question. Vet sighed, he could give some flip answer but his momma had always taught him that you don't lie to your mate, even if it would be in their best interest. Turning onto the long dirt driveway that lead to his family ranch and working farm, filled with acres of wild forest, left there for the members of the pack to be able to run and hunt, Vet didn't answer as he pulled up in front of the home his parents had left for Mandy after he'd insisted that he'd stay in the bachelor house he'd built for himself that sat a ways behind the main house, the alpha house. He tried to see the home through Richard's eyes and could see why the New Yorker sat with his mouth open. All of the properties in New York were tiny but cost a lot of money, real estate in Texas was more of the "bigger is better" variety and so while everything in Texas was actually bigger than just about anything in New York, the cost was actually cheaper. His home rose three stories from the ground, boasted of six bedrooms, in addition to the master suite, a nursery, a library, an office, family room, gourmet kitchen, formal dining room, breakfast nook, outdoor pool, greenhouse out back, with a vegetable garden that his mother had started and Mandy had continued. They had a very large working ranch, where he raised and bred horses, getting them reading for rodeos and competitions. They also had cattle, sheep, and goats on their farm, which none of the pack ever hunted, knowing that the animals helped to bring in money for them.
"Oh. My. God. I'm going to be living here?" Richard breathed and Vet smiled, not answering before turning off the vehicle and climbing from the car. He walked towards the back, opened the door and after unbuckling them, lifted up the carriers that held Curt and RJ, deciding to stick with the boys, as he carried them towards the house. He heard Richard following him and smiled and the sounds of awe and wonder the smaller man made as he walked up towards the large, white clapboard home.
"This used to be a plantation. You know a long time ago. When the Civil War broke out though, the slaves were freed by this mysterious group of people who drove off the slave owners and gave the slaves their freedom. A lot of them stayed, some of them moved north, some of them stayed in town, but this land has been a part of my family ever since," Vet gave Richard the history as he finally opened the door and led the smaller man inside. He heard the other man gasp again as he saw the large entryway. There was a large wolf image imprint on the floor, put there when his father was still alive. As they walked through the house, heading towards the nursery, he pointed out each room to his mate. Each room had a different theme and was painted in a different color. As a kid he'd found it all fascinating, as an adult he found it just a little scary.
"Your parents couldn't decide on one color?" he heard Richard ask and he laughed.
"My grandparents did this. My parents just kept it the way it was, so did Mandy. You could change it if you want." He heard Richard grunt and wondered at the sound. Walking up the stairs and turning right at the top he pointed out the other bedrooms, letting Richard know that while no one lived there currently they were sometimes used by his "close friends and employees when they'd been working late," unsure of how to explain "Beta" and "Gamma Guards" to the smaller man. Walking up the second flight of stairs he led his mate to the nursery and walked inside the bright yellow room.
"Gah!" he heard Richard yelp and chuckled. His grandmother had really liked bright colors and the yellow was so bright it was almost neon.
"I had nightmares of this room as a kid," he laughed, picking up Curt and placing the sleeping baby in his crib, before taking out his earplugs and covering him with a light sheet.
"I bet you did. I think I will too," he heard Richard say as he picked up RJ to repeat the process with him. All three sleeping babies settled, he grabbed his mate's hand and, after turning on the baby monitors and security cameras, he walked down the hall towards the master suite.
"You've got some really high-tech security going on in the nursery there. Are there a lot of people out to kill wealthy cowboys out here in these parts?" Richard teased. Vet merely pulled the smaller man into the bedroom before shutting the door and pushing the other man up against it, his hands on either side of the younger man's head as he bent low to speak into his upturned face.
"Only when you're as important as me. We had someone attempt something right after the triplets were born. We've had to take extra precaution now," he said before capturing his mate's mouth with his own. Richard's taste burst across his tongue and he growled low in his throat again. His wolf wanted its mate...NOW and if he didn't do something and fast, he was going to do something he'd regret later. Like mate Richard without his permission. He felt the smaller man's hips thrust against his own and felt his erection rubbing against his aching one and he knew that the time was now or never. With a teasing nip to the other man's full bottom lip he pulled away slightly, grinning at Richard's whimper of protest and resisting his clutching hands.
"I want you Richard," he started.
"And you can have me, right now, so let's go," he heard the other man's breathless voice.
Vet merely grinned and shook his head, placing a finger on Richard's lips before taking a small step back. "You need to know something first before you decide if you still want me or not," he explained before he began to strip off his clothes.
"Not that I'm not enjoying this, but what do you have to tell me that involves you taking off your clothes? I know you're not a woman, I felt your dick grow hard against me, so that's not it, and I can tell it's not small so what is it?" Richard asked curiously. Vet merely continued undressing, sitting on the edge of the bed to pull off his boots, socks, jeans and then his boxers, he stood before Richard completely nude and completely aroused.
"Good god almighty," he heard Richard breathe and he smiled in spite of the seriousness of what he had to say. He watched as Richard stepped forward slowly as if in a trance before sinking to his knees before him.
"You can tell me later," he said before sticking out his tongue to lick up the liquid that had collected at the end of his engorged shaft. Vet growled again, his body shaking, before he felt his canines lengthen, his hair growing thicker and longer and his cock growing in size. He looked down at his mate, on his knees in a position of submission and knew that he wouldn't be able to stop the change from taking over him this time, he needed to claim his mate...and he needed to do it now.
"Oh my god! Is your dick getting bigger?" he heard Richard exclaim in shock and...happiness? He never would have though his mate was a size queen, but apparently he was.
"Listen Richard," he spoke, his words slightly slurred because of his elongated teeth, "I'm not like other men."
"Obviously," Richard agreed, his eyes still fastened on Vet's still growing erection. "Oh, we are going to need a lot of lube and a lot of stretching, if you plan on fitting that thing inside of me," the smaller man teased.
Vet groaned at the image and reaching down to grab Richard by the shoulders he lifted him up so he could look into the man's face. He knew what he looked like, his canines had extended, his hair had grown to just past his shoulders, his chest was broader, more heavily muscled and soft hair covered it lightly, his normally ten inch cock was now around eleven and a half inches and had grown thicker as well, his hands had grown and he had to watch his nails that had lengthened and strengthened into claws.
"Vet? What the fuck!? You look like a wolf man!" Richard breathed and Vet sniffed the air, scenting his slight fear, his curiosity and amazingly, his arousal was still there.
"That's what I been trying to tell you. I'm a wolf shifter. Hollywood calls us "werewolves" but we're shapeshifters, we ain't bound by the moon, we can shift at will into our wolf forms or into our half wolf, half man forms like you see. But we only shift into this third form when we're fighting a challenge or when we're about to claim our mates," he explained. He saw Richard's eyes widen.
"M-mates? What's that?" he grinned wolfishly at Richard's question, before lowering his head and inhaling the scent of his mate. His wolf howled in pleasure within him and he rubbed his face in the crook of the man's neck before lifting his head to answer.
"Wolves mate for life. Wolf shifters are the same. Fate has one person, sometimes two, that is created just for us. We know them by their scent. When we find that person or persons, we feel the urge to claim them, to make love to them and to bite them, here," he said pointing to the very spot he'd nuzzled earlier as he sat back down on the bed and pulled Richard down to sit on his lap. "When we bite them, we mark them so that everyone knows that they belong to us, that they are claimed that they are mated. So when I mark you, everyone will know that you belong to me. The Alpha of the Tate Pack."
Richard moaned and tilted his head back and Vet wondered if it was a conscious movement or not. Deciding not to overanalyze it, he licked the spot where Richard's neck joined his shoulder and then lightly grazed is canines over the spot. He felt Richard shudder and no longer willing to wait, he used one nail to tear into Richard's clothes before yanking them from the younger man's body. He swung the smaller man up onto the bed and pulled off the high end boots the other man wore, before pulling off his socks leaving him blissfully naked and throbbing.
"I'm your mate?" he heard Richard's breathless voice.
"Yeah, and now I'm gonna claim you, mark you, and fuck you until you pass out," Vet promised before leaning over to take his mate's leaking cock into his mouth, he had to taste him. The taste of his mate flooded his tongue and surrounded his senses. He heard Richard moan loudly and felt his hips surge forward as he tried to shove his dick into Vet's throat. He chuckled and held down the smaller man's hips. Swirling his tongue around the head of the other man's throbbing erection, he dragged his tongue down one side before licking up the other side, pushing lightly on the vein he felt throbbing there. He stuck his tongue into the slit at the tip of the smaller man's erection, savoring his flavor on his tongue before he kissed his way up his body to his puckered pink nipples. He moaned in appreciation at the sight before taking one into his mouth. He licked and sucked on the hardened tip, the fingers of his left hand, plucking and squeezing the right nipple so that it didn't feel abandoned. Biting gently on the nipple in his mouth he heard Richard pant his name and plead with him to just "do it already." He shook his head before kissing and licking his way across his mate's toned chest to the other nipple, raising his right hand to the other wet tip as he repeated the process. He tortured the hardened tips until he felt his mate's body trembling beneath him. Raising his head he moved up before he lowered his lips down onto the other man's opened mouth. Their tongues tangled together, their breathing harsh with want and desire. He felt Richard's arms wrap around his neck and his legs wrap around his hips and groaned as the tip of his own throbbing erection rubbed against the clenching puckered entrance of his mate.
"Vet, please. I want you inside of me, now," he heard Richard's voice, laced with desire reach down and grip his cock in its embrace.
"I wanted to take my time and make it good for you," he panted, groaning when Richard lifted his hips.
"Take your time next time, but this time I want you to fuck me and I want you to do it now!" Richard grinned, it seemed as if his mate was going to be a bossy bottom, rather than the submissive man he'd thought him to be. It turned him on even more. No longer able to constrain himself, he reached over to jerk open the top drawer of the nightstand and yanked out the bottle of lube he'd put there when he'd had to move in after Mandy's death. Shoving out thoughts of his dead sister and her mate, he sat back on his knees and opened the cap on the bottle of lubricant. Pouring some on his fingers, he almost dropped the bottle when he saw Richard grab hold of his own erection and begin to stroke. He watched for a moment, his tongue coming out to lick his lips as he remembered the taste of the younger man, before he slapped away the other man's hand.
"Mine," he growled before taking one lubed finger and circling around the smaller man's puckered entrance. Both men groaned simultaneously and Vet grabbed one firm cheek and squeezed it gently before slowly pushing in one finger. The velvet heat of his mate, clenching his finger, the tightness that surrounded his digit, made him whimper and almost lose his firm hold on his wolf. He had to hurry up and prepare and stretch his mate or he was going to embarrass himself and come all over the sheets before he even got a chance to be inside of him. Slowly thrusting his finger inside Richard's hole, he waited until he felt his entrance relax some before he pulled his finger almost all the way out and then pressed two inside.
"Hurry up Vet, please," he heard Richard plead, the younger man's hands clenching the sheets of the bed tightly in his grasp.
"Not yet baby, I'm way bigger than this," he admonished him before slowly pressing in a third finger. He thrust his fingers inside, turning them gently and finding the mass of nerves that was the other man's prostate. He pressed on the button and felt Richard's hips thrust up, a small yelp leaving his throat. "Oh yeah, baby, just like that, let me hear you," his voice rumbled from his chest and focusing on that spot he thrust his fingers in faster and deeper, pressing in a fourth finger when he felt the muscles surrounding his mate's entrance loosen. No longer able to hold himself back, he pulled out his fingers and coating his aching erection liberally in lube, he pressed the tip of his cock to his mate's entrance and paused.
"Do it Vet, now!" Richard demanded and Vet had to stop himself from thrusting in at that point.
"You understand that when I do this, I'm going to bite you at some point, mark you as mine forever. You're going to belong to me, and I'm going to belong to you. Mated forever. I won't ever let you go after this Richard," he stated firmly. He watched Richard's eyes open and let those crystal blue eyes lock with his clear green ones. After a few seconds he saw Richard nod and he smiled.
"I understand Vet, now will you please shut the fuck up and mate me already?" Richard's words ended on a gasp, when Vet pressed in slowly, stopping with just the head of his cock inside, allowing the smaller man to adjust and relax before pressing all the way inside. Both men groaned and Richard locked his legs around Vet's waist and nodded his head, telling the other man he could move. So move is exactly what Vet did. Pulling out until only the tip of his cock remained inside, he pressed back in, fully and deeply. He pulled back and then thrust back in slowly before building up speed until he was pounding his cock into the smaller man's entrance, the only sounds in the room moans, pants and flesh slapping against flesh, the most beautiful sound that Vet had ever heard. He felt Richard's muscles clench his cock and knew that his mate was about to come, moving his hands from where they rested on the bed, he slid them under the smaller man's back and lifted him up until his mate's neck was bared to him.
Feeling his own orgasm rushing over him he growled loudly, fiercely and possessively "MINE" and buried his teeth in his mate's neck. He heard Richard scream out with the force of his orgasm, his seed spurting up between them before he felt as if the top of his own erection flew off as he spilled his own come deep within the channels of his mate's ass, covering them in his fluids, marking him inside as his teeth marked him outside. He felt their souls joining together, their mating link snapping into place and their hearts beating as one and felt peace flood his spirit even as he felt both the force of his own orgasm as well as Richard's rush over him.
Still shaking from the intensity of their shared orgasm, Vet laid Richard back down on the bed, withdrawing his canines before licking the wounds closed and whining happily at the sight of his mark on his mate's neck. He stayed buried within the smaller man until he felt his body return to normal, his hairy slowly fading away, leaving only the hair on his chest, his canines receding and his cock softening and returning to its normal size before he was able to slowly pull out. Both men hissed at the motion and Vet stood up from the bed on shaky legs and walked into the large en suite bathroom to wet a washcloth and grab a towel to clean them both off. Having wiped them both clean and then drying them with the towel, he tossed both items toward the bathroom before climbing into bed behind his new mate. He pulled the smaller man into his arms, breathing in his new scent, which was a blend of the both of them and smiled in delight. Things had gone much better than he could have hoped for. He had his mate, they were going to raise his sister's children together, his pack and his ranch were flourishing. Everything was perfect. Nothing could go wrong.
"You know you're cleaning up that mess when we wake up," he heard Richard mumble and he chuckled softly. It seemed as if his little mate was a neat freak. Well, he was a slob, so he could see a lot of fun arguments ahead.
"Yes dear," he would promise his mate anything as long as he stayed in his arms. He sighed again, his body slowly following his mate into sleep, yep, perfect.
*Next installment's going up tomorrow!*
Richard cringed as Amy began crying in Vet's arms again and sighed as he looked over at the man directly across the hall from him. "Do you need me to take her again?" he asked, his tone sympathetic and slightly pleading. He'd become one of those people. The kind that brought their sobbing, bawling, miserable babies on board an airplane and made everyone else suffer because of it. Giving the passengers all behind him a sheepish and apologetic look, he checked to be sure that Curt and RJ were still asleep...they were...before standing up and walking across the aisle to take a squirming, crying Amy from her uncle's arms.
"We should have drove," Vet mumbled for the eight time.
"You don't think I wish we were a little farther into this trip? That maybe the trip was already over, or better yet, wasn't even a necessity? I do, with all my work with the babies and dealing with you so far, I totally understand. But if we had driven, we would have been on the road for a week," Richard pointed out before he sat back down.
"Not true. We coulda been there in three days," Vet pointed out.
"Staying in hotels? Really?" Richard questioned him. He rocked Amy gently in his arms smiling when the infant began to calm down.
"What's wrong with staying in hotels?" Vet asked petulantly. Richard grinned at the pouty look on the big man's face, so out of character with his stature that he almost laughed.
"Staying in hotels is fun when kids are older or when it's just the parents, but having infants in a hotel? Especially when you're travelling? It doesn't sound like fun to me," Richard stated with a shrug, before noticing that Amy had finally fallen asleep.
"You're really good with 'em," Vet smiled. Richard merely blushed before standing carefully to put the baby back in her carrier. Taking out a pair of earplugs he gently placed them in her ears, before placing a pacifier in her mouth which she began to suck on in her sleep instantly. Turning to repeat the process with Curt and RJ he found his hand grabbed by Vet and he stopped. Turning to look at the other man, his eyes widened at the desire burning in his green eyes. Letting his eyes drift down he saw the very large erection straining against the front of Vet's Wranglers and felt his own erection surging in his designer jeans.
"You..uh...you wanted something?" he asked in a choked voice. Vet opened his mouth to respond when the "Fasten Seatbelt" sign flashed and the pilot began speaking. Richard heard Vet growl softly in frustration and felt his mouth pull up in a small smile. When Vet released his hand, he leaned forward and quickly kissed him before returning to his seat between Curt and RJ, who were blessedly, still asleep. Quickly putting in their earplugs and pacifiers, he fastened his seatbelt and sat back with a sigh. What was it about Vet? He always had the urge to curl up in his lap and rub himself all over the other man, or to rip off his clothes, spread his legs and beg the bigger man to fuck him six ways from Sunday or...most embarrassingly, he wanted to tilt his head to the side and beg the other man to bite him. He'd never been into BDSM or S/M or whatever it was that Rihanna was singing about, so he had no idea where the urge to be bitten came from. Giving himself another mental shake, to prepare himself for landing, he glanced over at the man in question only to find Vet's eyes fastened on him. He smiled weakly at him, feeling as if he were being undressed with Vet's eyes and wishing he knew what the other man was thinking.
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Vet groaned as he smelled Richard's arousal hanging heavily in the close confines of his Ford Expedition. They had been able to grab the triplets, a luggage rack and get to where he'd parked his "Expo" with minimum fuss. As soon as they'd settled in the car, however, he'd smelled Richard's arousal and felt himself fighting his wolf for dominance. He felt his canines trying to extend, his body struggling to grow bigger and his hair beginning to grow longer and thicker in some places and he inhaled to calm his racing heart. Which was a bad idea, of course, because with that inhale the smell of Richard's cloying arousal pulsed through his body. This time he couldn't hold back the growl in his throat. He saw Richard's gaze fly towards his and he responded.
"You're killin' me here babe, with all your wantin' me and bein' all turned on and shit," he explained, reaching down to try to give himself some room in his jeans, although there was none to be had. All shifters were well endowed but he was still bigger than most and for that reason, he often had to buy larger sized jeans and wear a belt, just so he wouldn't feel choked all day, but to be trying to drive, in his Wranglers, hard and getting harder? Well it was damn near becoming a fucking magic trick.
"How did you know I was-" Richard questioned, not finishing the question. Vet sighed, he could give some flip answer but his momma had always taught him that you don't lie to your mate, even if it would be in their best interest. Turning onto the long dirt driveway that lead to his family ranch and working farm, filled with acres of wild forest, left there for the members of the pack to be able to run and hunt, Vet didn't answer as he pulled up in front of the home his parents had left for Mandy after he'd insisted that he'd stay in the bachelor house he'd built for himself that sat a ways behind the main house, the alpha house. He tried to see the home through Richard's eyes and could see why the New Yorker sat with his mouth open. All of the properties in New York were tiny but cost a lot of money, real estate in Texas was more of the "bigger is better" variety and so while everything in Texas was actually bigger than just about anything in New York, the cost was actually cheaper. His home rose three stories from the ground, boasted of six bedrooms, in addition to the master suite, a nursery, a library, an office, family room, gourmet kitchen, formal dining room, breakfast nook, outdoor pool, greenhouse out back, with a vegetable garden that his mother had started and Mandy had continued. They had a very large working ranch, where he raised and bred horses, getting them reading for rodeos and competitions. They also had cattle, sheep, and goats on their farm, which none of the pack ever hunted, knowing that the animals helped to bring in money for them.
"Oh. My. God. I'm going to be living here?" Richard breathed and Vet smiled, not answering before turning off the vehicle and climbing from the car. He walked towards the back, opened the door and after unbuckling them, lifted up the carriers that held Curt and RJ, deciding to stick with the boys, as he carried them towards the house. He heard Richard following him and smiled and the sounds of awe and wonder the smaller man made as he walked up towards the large, white clapboard home.
"This used to be a plantation. You know a long time ago. When the Civil War broke out though, the slaves were freed by this mysterious group of people who drove off the slave owners and gave the slaves their freedom. A lot of them stayed, some of them moved north, some of them stayed in town, but this land has been a part of my family ever since," Vet gave Richard the history as he finally opened the door and led the smaller man inside. He heard the other man gasp again as he saw the large entryway. There was a large wolf image imprint on the floor, put there when his father was still alive. As they walked through the house, heading towards the nursery, he pointed out each room to his mate. Each room had a different theme and was painted in a different color. As a kid he'd found it all fascinating, as an adult he found it just a little scary.
"Your parents couldn't decide on one color?" he heard Richard ask and he laughed.
"My grandparents did this. My parents just kept it the way it was, so did Mandy. You could change it if you want." He heard Richard grunt and wondered at the sound. Walking up the stairs and turning right at the top he pointed out the other bedrooms, letting Richard know that while no one lived there currently they were sometimes used by his "close friends and employees when they'd been working late," unsure of how to explain "Beta" and "Gamma Guards" to the smaller man. Walking up the second flight of stairs he led his mate to the nursery and walked inside the bright yellow room.
"Gah!" he heard Richard yelp and chuckled. His grandmother had really liked bright colors and the yellow was so bright it was almost neon.
"I had nightmares of this room as a kid," he laughed, picking up Curt and placing the sleeping baby in his crib, before taking out his earplugs and covering him with a light sheet.
"I bet you did. I think I will too," he heard Richard say as he picked up RJ to repeat the process with him. All three sleeping babies settled, he grabbed his mate's hand and, after turning on the baby monitors and security cameras, he walked down the hall towards the master suite.
"You've got some really high-tech security going on in the nursery there. Are there a lot of people out to kill wealthy cowboys out here in these parts?" Richard teased. Vet merely pulled the smaller man into the bedroom before shutting the door and pushing the other man up against it, his hands on either side of the younger man's head as he bent low to speak into his upturned face.
"Only when you're as important as me. We had someone attempt something right after the triplets were born. We've had to take extra precaution now," he said before capturing his mate's mouth with his own. Richard's taste burst across his tongue and he growled low in his throat again. His wolf wanted its mate...NOW and if he didn't do something and fast, he was going to do something he'd regret later. Like mate Richard without his permission. He felt the smaller man's hips thrust against his own and felt his erection rubbing against his aching one and he knew that the time was now or never. With a teasing nip to the other man's full bottom lip he pulled away slightly, grinning at Richard's whimper of protest and resisting his clutching hands.
"I want you Richard," he started.
"And you can have me, right now, so let's go," he heard the other man's breathless voice.
Vet merely grinned and shook his head, placing a finger on Richard's lips before taking a small step back. "You need to know something first before you decide if you still want me or not," he explained before he began to strip off his clothes.
"Not that I'm not enjoying this, but what do you have to tell me that involves you taking off your clothes? I know you're not a woman, I felt your dick grow hard against me, so that's not it, and I can tell it's not small so what is it?" Richard asked curiously. Vet merely continued undressing, sitting on the edge of the bed to pull off his boots, socks, jeans and then his boxers, he stood before Richard completely nude and completely aroused.
"Good god almighty," he heard Richard breathe and he smiled in spite of the seriousness of what he had to say. He watched as Richard stepped forward slowly as if in a trance before sinking to his knees before him.
"You can tell me later," he said before sticking out his tongue to lick up the liquid that had collected at the end of his engorged shaft. Vet growled again, his body shaking, before he felt his canines lengthen, his hair growing thicker and longer and his cock growing in size. He looked down at his mate, on his knees in a position of submission and knew that he wouldn't be able to stop the change from taking over him this time, he needed to claim his mate...and he needed to do it now.
"Oh my god! Is your dick getting bigger?" he heard Richard exclaim in shock and...happiness? He never would have though his mate was a size queen, but apparently he was.
"Listen Richard," he spoke, his words slightly slurred because of his elongated teeth, "I'm not like other men."
"Obviously," Richard agreed, his eyes still fastened on Vet's still growing erection. "Oh, we are going to need a lot of lube and a lot of stretching, if you plan on fitting that thing inside of me," the smaller man teased.
Vet groaned at the image and reaching down to grab Richard by the shoulders he lifted him up so he could look into the man's face. He knew what he looked like, his canines had extended, his hair had grown to just past his shoulders, his chest was broader, more heavily muscled and soft hair covered it lightly, his normally ten inch cock was now around eleven and a half inches and had grown thicker as well, his hands had grown and he had to watch his nails that had lengthened and strengthened into claws.
"Vet? What the fuck!? You look like a wolf man!" Richard breathed and Vet sniffed the air, scenting his slight fear, his curiosity and amazingly, his arousal was still there.
"That's what I been trying to tell you. I'm a wolf shifter. Hollywood calls us "werewolves" but we're shapeshifters, we ain't bound by the moon, we can shift at will into our wolf forms or into our half wolf, half man forms like you see. But we only shift into this third form when we're fighting a challenge or when we're about to claim our mates," he explained. He saw Richard's eyes widen.
"M-mates? What's that?" he grinned wolfishly at Richard's question, before lowering his head and inhaling the scent of his mate. His wolf howled in pleasure within him and he rubbed his face in the crook of the man's neck before lifting his head to answer.
"Wolves mate for life. Wolf shifters are the same. Fate has one person, sometimes two, that is created just for us. We know them by their scent. When we find that person or persons, we feel the urge to claim them, to make love to them and to bite them, here," he said pointing to the very spot he'd nuzzled earlier as he sat back down on the bed and pulled Richard down to sit on his lap. "When we bite them, we mark them so that everyone knows that they belong to us, that they are claimed that they are mated. So when I mark you, everyone will know that you belong to me. The Alpha of the Tate Pack."
Richard moaned and tilted his head back and Vet wondered if it was a conscious movement or not. Deciding not to overanalyze it, he licked the spot where Richard's neck joined his shoulder and then lightly grazed is canines over the spot. He felt Richard shudder and no longer willing to wait, he used one nail to tear into Richard's clothes before yanking them from the younger man's body. He swung the smaller man up onto the bed and pulled off the high end boots the other man wore, before pulling off his socks leaving him blissfully naked and throbbing.
"I'm your mate?" he heard Richard's breathless voice.
"Yeah, and now I'm gonna claim you, mark you, and fuck you until you pass out," Vet promised before leaning over to take his mate's leaking cock into his mouth, he had to taste him. The taste of his mate flooded his tongue and surrounded his senses. He heard Richard moan loudly and felt his hips surge forward as he tried to shove his dick into Vet's throat. He chuckled and held down the smaller man's hips. Swirling his tongue around the head of the other man's throbbing erection, he dragged his tongue down one side before licking up the other side, pushing lightly on the vein he felt throbbing there. He stuck his tongue into the slit at the tip of the smaller man's erection, savoring his flavor on his tongue before he kissed his way up his body to his puckered pink nipples. He moaned in appreciation at the sight before taking one into his mouth. He licked and sucked on the hardened tip, the fingers of his left hand, plucking and squeezing the right nipple so that it didn't feel abandoned. Biting gently on the nipple in his mouth he heard Richard pant his name and plead with him to just "do it already." He shook his head before kissing and licking his way across his mate's toned chest to the other nipple, raising his right hand to the other wet tip as he repeated the process. He tortured the hardened tips until he felt his mate's body trembling beneath him. Raising his head he moved up before he lowered his lips down onto the other man's opened mouth. Their tongues tangled together, their breathing harsh with want and desire. He felt Richard's arms wrap around his neck and his legs wrap around his hips and groaned as the tip of his own throbbing erection rubbed against the clenching puckered entrance of his mate.
"Vet, please. I want you inside of me, now," he heard Richard's voice, laced with desire reach down and grip his cock in its embrace.
"I wanted to take my time and make it good for you," he panted, groaning when Richard lifted his hips.
"Take your time next time, but this time I want you to fuck me and I want you to do it now!" Richard grinned, it seemed as if his mate was going to be a bossy bottom, rather than the submissive man he'd thought him to be. It turned him on even more. No longer able to constrain himself, he reached over to jerk open the top drawer of the nightstand and yanked out the bottle of lube he'd put there when he'd had to move in after Mandy's death. Shoving out thoughts of his dead sister and her mate, he sat back on his knees and opened the cap on the bottle of lubricant. Pouring some on his fingers, he almost dropped the bottle when he saw Richard grab hold of his own erection and begin to stroke. He watched for a moment, his tongue coming out to lick his lips as he remembered the taste of the younger man, before he slapped away the other man's hand.
"Mine," he growled before taking one lubed finger and circling around the smaller man's puckered entrance. Both men groaned simultaneously and Vet grabbed one firm cheek and squeezed it gently before slowly pushing in one finger. The velvet heat of his mate, clenching his finger, the tightness that surrounded his digit, made him whimper and almost lose his firm hold on his wolf. He had to hurry up and prepare and stretch his mate or he was going to embarrass himself and come all over the sheets before he even got a chance to be inside of him. Slowly thrusting his finger inside Richard's hole, he waited until he felt his entrance relax some before he pulled his finger almost all the way out and then pressed two inside.
"Hurry up Vet, please," he heard Richard plead, the younger man's hands clenching the sheets of the bed tightly in his grasp.
"Not yet baby, I'm way bigger than this," he admonished him before slowly pressing in a third finger. He thrust his fingers inside, turning them gently and finding the mass of nerves that was the other man's prostate. He pressed on the button and felt Richard's hips thrust up, a small yelp leaving his throat. "Oh yeah, baby, just like that, let me hear you," his voice rumbled from his chest and focusing on that spot he thrust his fingers in faster and deeper, pressing in a fourth finger when he felt the muscles surrounding his mate's entrance loosen. No longer able to hold himself back, he pulled out his fingers and coating his aching erection liberally in lube, he pressed the tip of his cock to his mate's entrance and paused.
"Do it Vet, now!" Richard demanded and Vet had to stop himself from thrusting in at that point.
"You understand that when I do this, I'm going to bite you at some point, mark you as mine forever. You're going to belong to me, and I'm going to belong to you. Mated forever. I won't ever let you go after this Richard," he stated firmly. He watched Richard's eyes open and let those crystal blue eyes lock with his clear green ones. After a few seconds he saw Richard nod and he smiled.
"I understand Vet, now will you please shut the fuck up and mate me already?" Richard's words ended on a gasp, when Vet pressed in slowly, stopping with just the head of his cock inside, allowing the smaller man to adjust and relax before pressing all the way inside. Both men groaned and Richard locked his legs around Vet's waist and nodded his head, telling the other man he could move. So move is exactly what Vet did. Pulling out until only the tip of his cock remained inside, he pressed back in, fully and deeply. He pulled back and then thrust back in slowly before building up speed until he was pounding his cock into the smaller man's entrance, the only sounds in the room moans, pants and flesh slapping against flesh, the most beautiful sound that Vet had ever heard. He felt Richard's muscles clench his cock and knew that his mate was about to come, moving his hands from where they rested on the bed, he slid them under the smaller man's back and lifted him up until his mate's neck was bared to him.
Feeling his own orgasm rushing over him he growled loudly, fiercely and possessively "MINE" and buried his teeth in his mate's neck. He heard Richard scream out with the force of his orgasm, his seed spurting up between them before he felt as if the top of his own erection flew off as he spilled his own come deep within the channels of his mate's ass, covering them in his fluids, marking him inside as his teeth marked him outside. He felt their souls joining together, their mating link snapping into place and their hearts beating as one and felt peace flood his spirit even as he felt both the force of his own orgasm as well as Richard's rush over him.
Still shaking from the intensity of their shared orgasm, Vet laid Richard back down on the bed, withdrawing his canines before licking the wounds closed and whining happily at the sight of his mark on his mate's neck. He stayed buried within the smaller man until he felt his body return to normal, his hairy slowly fading away, leaving only the hair on his chest, his canines receding and his cock softening and returning to its normal size before he was able to slowly pull out. Both men hissed at the motion and Vet stood up from the bed on shaky legs and walked into the large en suite bathroom to wet a washcloth and grab a towel to clean them both off. Having wiped them both clean and then drying them with the towel, he tossed both items toward the bathroom before climbing into bed behind his new mate. He pulled the smaller man into his arms, breathing in his new scent, which was a blend of the both of them and smiled in delight. Things had gone much better than he could have hoped for. He had his mate, they were going to raise his sister's children together, his pack and his ranch were flourishing. Everything was perfect. Nothing could go wrong.
"You know you're cleaning up that mess when we wake up," he heard Richard mumble and he chuckled softly. It seemed as if his little mate was a neat freak. Well, he was a slob, so he could see a lot of fun arguments ahead.
"Yes dear," he would promise his mate anything as long as he stayed in his arms. He sighed again, his body slowly following his mate into sleep, yep, perfect.
*Next installment's going up tomorrow!*
Saturday, August 13, 2011
Unthinkable: Part Four
Part Four:
Vet watched Richard walk towards the triplets with a small smile on his face. He had been hoping for a reaction of caring from the smaller man, but the expression of wonder and instant caring was more than he could have ever hoped for. Looking over at his aunt, a tall robust woman with black hair that fell to her waist, ample bosom and dancing green eyes, the two of them shared a look. He knew that she would be cornering him to ask about Richard sooner or later, and he would be ready for her, but not at that moment. He stepped forward to stand beside Richard where he stood before the triplets.
"Let me introduce you. This is Amy, Curt, and..." he looked over at Richard, who stood staring at the triplets, his eyes fastened on the baby boy who was still awake, wanting to see his reaction when he said his name, "Richard Jr. We call him RJ though." He saw Richard's eyes widen and his mouth drop open in shock before he turned to slowly look at him.
"AL named one of her babies after me?" the smaller man whispered, his eyes filling with tears that he quickly blinked away. Vet merely smiled and nodded his head.
"Why?" Richard asked looking back at the babies again.
Vet shrugged before responding, "I reckon it's because you were a friend of hers, or because, as she said, you were the reason she was at that store where she met Cameron and she wouldn't have 'em if it weren't for you." Mandy had never explained what she meant by that and Vet had never asked, but he was curious about it and wanted to know. He saw Richard smile softly at the memory and quirked an eyebrow.
"AL and I had gone to this party, gotten really drunk and stumbled back to our apartment in Brooklyn. I got really sick and we didn't have any ginger ale in the house. I begged and cried for her to go get me some, I'd never been that sick from drinking before. Well, she went and she met Cameron at the store, he came back with her and after they gave me the ginger ale and some aspirin, they went back to her room and they fu-" Richard stopped talking abruptly, his face flaming red as he sheepishly grinned at Vet. Vet chuckled, he could understand what happened even if Richard hadn't continued. Cameron was a wolf shifter, just like Mandy, so they both understood about mating and the mating heat. Even though Vet felt it, like an itch that could never be scratched, a throbbing erection that would never be satisfied, Richard was a human who didn't know about wolf shifters or mates and Vet knew he had to tread lightly. It sucked...well, nothing was sucking at that point..but it was really bad. Giving himself a mental shake Vet turned towards his aunt and her mate.
"Richard this is my aunt Tricia and her mate, her husband David," Vet introduced them, nodding at David, a large bear of a man, his size was practically overwhelming, but that was probably because David was a bear shifter, his shaggy brown hair coupled with his hairy face and body gave him the look of a bear posing as a human, but Vet knew he was a teddy bear. "Auntie, David, this here is Richard. Mandy's best friend, the babies' new guardian and my-" he merely lifted his eyebrows, hoping that they would catch on to what he wasn't saying. When they both nodded he knew they understood and when Richard turned to look at him with surprise and confusion in his eyes, he finished his statement, "My co-parent and hopefully new friend as well." Richard smiled sweetly at him before shaking hands with Tricia and David.
"It's very nice to meet you," Richard stated before turning back to the babies. "Vet, I think if we're going to go, we should go now," he said almost apologetically.
"Yeah, we kinda figured, so we already got all your stuff packed up and ready to go. We'll do the check-out for you. You kids go ahead and get going to the airport," Tricia said with another sweet smile at Richard. Vet was surprised, he was certain she was going to corner him to interrogate him about his new mate, but she was just letting them go? Not just letting, encouraging them to go? Damn near pushing them out of the room. What was with her? Nodding his head at his aunt, making a mental note to call her later, Vet reached out to grab the carriers for two of the babies. He smiled as Richard picked up the last carrier that held his namesake before walking over to pick up some of the bags on the floor. He stood nibbling on his bottom lip, seeming to be in deep concentration.
"What'cha thinkin' 'bout over there?" Vet asked, his Southern drawl becoming more pronounced as he felt himself growing aroused. This was not the best time for it, he was holding two babies for heaven's sake!
"How the hell are we supposed to get all of this shit downstairs?" Richard asked in exasperation. He sounded so adorable and flustered that Vet and his aunt and uncle all laughed. Vet gestured for Richard to go ahead of him.
"We make a couple of trips, but don't worry, when we get to the airport, we'll add your 'shit' and then it'll really be interesting," he ignored Richard's glare as he chuckled and led the smaller man over to the elevators. He couldn't help feeling as if he were forgetting something and he continuously looked behind him, but seeing nothing, he shrugged and entered the elevator behind his mate.
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Richard sighed as he sat down in the waiting area of Terminal 41 in the LaGuardia Airport in Newark, NJ. He was exhausted! It took them an hour and a half to get through security because of all of the baby carriers, then Curt woke up screaming, which woke up Amy and set off her own brand of screaming. It had taken him and Vet thirty minutes to calm them down and while the babies were still awake, they were now happily sucking on their pacifiers and kicking their legs in happiness.
"Our daughter is the same way. She screams for a few minutes and then settles down happily as if nothing were ever wrong," Richard looked up at the voice speaking to him and realized that it was the short blonde from the elevator at the hotel earlier.
"Hi, nice to see you again," he smiled at the other man as he sat down across from him, holding out a picture towards him. Richard took the offered picture and smiled at the image. It was of the two men and two children, one a young boy of two or three with brown hair, hazel eyes and a shy smile, the young blonde man was holding a baby in his arms, the little girl grinning straight at the camera as if ready to take on the world.
"They are beautiful," he smiled. He watched as the other man's eyes softened as he took back the picture.
"Yes they are," he said with a happy smile, before looking back at him and offering his hand, "My name's Thorny, my husband's name is Jazz," he gestured at the larger man who was walking back with a large Vet, holding an awake Curt in his arms, and two bottles of Coke in his free hand.
"Nice to officially meet you. My name is Richard and this is Vernon, but everyone calls him Vet," Richard gestured to Vet who sat next to him, moving Curt's empty carrier to the floor, Amy, held in Richard's arms and RJ content to lay in his carrier next to Richard, playing with the lights on the ceiling.
"Do they call you Vet because you're a veterinarian?" Thorny asked with a shy smile, full of love at his husband Jazz when the other man handed him a bottle of juice.
"Naw, name's Vernon Tate, my baby sister, Mandy, couldn't say Vernon. One day I got in trouble and my mama said my whole name. Well Mandy tried to imitate her and said Vet instead. Name just kinda stuck I guess," Vet offered with a grin. Richard nodded, he'd heard the story from AL when they were in college when he'd asked how her brother had gotten the nickname as well. He smiled at the consideration that Jazz seemed to offer Thorny, the gentle care and his air of protectiveness, Richard wanted that for himself and hoped that one day he would find someone who wanted to care for him as much as he'd want to love them. Without warning, his eyes slid over to Vet, they hadn't talked about the kiss they'd shared in the park, he could only hope that it wasn't a fluke. Maybe the gorgeous cowboy could actually want him one day?
"...she told me later on that she had been thinking about admitting herself into one of those assisted living hospices, you know for like disabled people, because she felt like she was being a burden to her family and she didn't really have anyone to talk to. She said she was starting to become depressed. I didn't think anything of it, but she said she read a blog post of mine that inspired and uplifted her to not only accept where she was, who she'd become after this injury but to make her situation better. I wrote her back to thank her for thanking me and we've been talking ever since. She's a published author now and dedicated two of her book series to me and Jazz. We felt really honored, especially when she said she'd perform our wedding," Richard heard Thorny saying, before the small blonde blushed and ducked his head shyly.
"You'll have to excuse Thorny. He's not usually so talkative, he's actually the shy one, but if you ask him about Vee, or our kids, or our family and well, he just sort of lights up," Jazz replied with an indulgent smile at his partner before kissing the smaller man on his temple.
"Your friend Vee? The one you called on the phone? She said that to you?" Richard clarified.
Thorny nodded, "She's a disabled vet, was in the Army for a while. She encouraged me and Jazz to come to New York this weekend, said she had a good feeling. She even paid for our tickets, said it was her way of saying thank you," Richard watched as the blonde shrugged. "I don't think I really did anything, but she said I'd never really understand how special I was."
"Ain't that the truth," Jazz agreed with a grin and the two men shared a sweet kiss before breaking apart with a smile. Richard turned to Vet and the two men found themselves locked in a heated gaze. He couldn't understand his reaction to the cowboy, he wanted to drag him off to the nearest room, strip off all of their clothes and have him fuck him so hard he couldn't walk for the next week. An announcement over the PA system, snapped them out of their reverie and they both cleared their throats and smiled over at Thorny and Jazz who were standing up preparing to leave.
"I remember when Jazz and I used to get lost in each other's eyes like that," Thorny smiled happily.
"We still do honey. When you have a connection like us, a deep love like ours, that never goes away," Jazz reminded him, before with a wave and placing his hand on Thorny's lower back, he led the smaller man towards their plane.
"I want that," Richard sighed dreamily, not really speaking to Vet, but needing to put out the desire into the universe.
"I believe that you'll have that. In fact, I know you will," he heard Vet state, the Texan's deep voice caressing his body and leaving goosebumps and shivers of delight behind. Richard turned to look at the other man and although he couldn't be sure, he thought he could hear the unspoken end to his statement: I believe that you'll have that. In fact, I know you will...with me.
*That was a special chapter/part for Thorny, as a thank-you. I hope you saw what I was trying to tell you. If I could blush I would. LOL. Anyway, hope you all enjoyed. Next one will be up tomorrow!*
Friday, August 12, 2011
A Straight Pride Parade?
Seriously, I just had someone send me an invitation for a straight pride parade....
WTF?
I'm going to be honest and admit that I didn't even read the email, it was just so silly to me that I didn't even read it. I'm not saying that straights shouldn't be proud of the fact that they're straight (Um, hello? I'm straight...ish. I mean, I'd be gay for Jennifer Aniston IN A HEARTBEAT and I think two guys together is unbelievably HOT-which is where the "ish" comes from), but I think that people are missing the point of the gay pride parade. It's about more than couples and individuals showing that they're gay, it's showing support for people to love and live as they want without the religious convictions or ideals of others being forced upon them. It's about expressing pride in yourself in an era that still wants gays, bisexuals and transgenders to stay in the closet hiding, unless of course they're performing on stage, well then...it's okay.
I liken the gay pride parade to the Civil Rights Movement that blacks and those that supported them, took decades ago during the 1950s and 1960s. It's a shout, a proclamation of "We're here! We will love who we want! We're not going away! You can't make us! Give us our rights, our freedoms! Stop your hatred, your intolerance, your bashing and your soul-killing rhetoric!" I always smile warmly whenever I hear of a gay pride parade and I've marched in a few, or rather, like this year, rolled in a few with my wheelchair, because it reminds me that we all have the responsibility to fight for equality, regardless of if we agree with it or not. I remember when I did a paper in college (Bethune Cookman) about the fact that there were some people who fought in the Civil War who didn't believe that blacks were equal with whites as others did, but they didn't believe in slavery (they believed in equality, but didn't agree with the the totality of the fight) and there were those who marched for Civil Rights who didn't believe that blacks had the capacity to learn like whites did, that we would never be as smart as them (Suck my 182 IQ score on that one! Marilyn Savant scored a 228), but that we still had the right to learn and live as equally as they did.
That's the way I see the gay pride parade, it's a parade that celebrates love and equality for EVERYONE.
So a straight pride parade? How is that out of the ordinary at all? Why would that even be needed? No one is trying to prevent straight couples from being able to marry (although some of them should be...I mean...really), no one is telling straight couples that they weren't born straight or that they're abominations and God doesn't love them because of who they choose to love (which is a bunch of malarky! Do people just not READ the Bible or something?), so why would they need a parade to march in?
It angered me a little when I saw it and I promptly wrote back this person (who is now deleted and blocked from my email address) and told them that they didn't have to approve of who I chose to call friend and who I chose to fight for, but they had to respect my wishes on not sending my anything that I found offensive (this wasn't their first time-I was called a f** hag by this person and told that I'd be chained with the rest of them and burned in hell-probably should have blocked her then). So maybe someone else, who is a little more understanding can explain to me the whole straight pride parade thing, because I'm just not getting it.
WTF?
I'm going to be honest and admit that I didn't even read the email, it was just so silly to me that I didn't even read it. I'm not saying that straights shouldn't be proud of the fact that they're straight (Um, hello? I'm straight...ish. I mean, I'd be gay for Jennifer Aniston IN A HEARTBEAT and I think two guys together is unbelievably HOT-which is where the "ish" comes from), but I think that people are missing the point of the gay pride parade. It's about more than couples and individuals showing that they're gay, it's showing support for people to love and live as they want without the religious convictions or ideals of others being forced upon them. It's about expressing pride in yourself in an era that still wants gays, bisexuals and transgenders to stay in the closet hiding, unless of course they're performing on stage, well then...it's okay.
I liken the gay pride parade to the Civil Rights Movement that blacks and those that supported them, took decades ago during the 1950s and 1960s. It's a shout, a proclamation of "We're here! We will love who we want! We're not going away! You can't make us! Give us our rights, our freedoms! Stop your hatred, your intolerance, your bashing and your soul-killing rhetoric!" I always smile warmly whenever I hear of a gay pride parade and I've marched in a few, or rather, like this year, rolled in a few with my wheelchair, because it reminds me that we all have the responsibility to fight for equality, regardless of if we agree with it or not. I remember when I did a paper in college (Bethune Cookman) about the fact that there were some people who fought in the Civil War who didn't believe that blacks were equal with whites as others did, but they didn't believe in slavery (they believed in equality, but didn't agree with the the totality of the fight) and there were those who marched for Civil Rights who didn't believe that blacks had the capacity to learn like whites did, that we would never be as smart as them (Suck my 182 IQ score on that one! Marilyn Savant scored a 228), but that we still had the right to learn and live as equally as they did.
That's the way I see the gay pride parade, it's a parade that celebrates love and equality for EVERYONE.
So a straight pride parade? How is that out of the ordinary at all? Why would that even be needed? No one is trying to prevent straight couples from being able to marry (although some of them should be...I mean...really), no one is telling straight couples that they weren't born straight or that they're abominations and God doesn't love them because of who they choose to love (which is a bunch of malarky! Do people just not READ the Bible or something?), so why would they need a parade to march in?
It angered me a little when I saw it and I promptly wrote back this person (who is now deleted and blocked from my email address) and told them that they didn't have to approve of who I chose to call friend and who I chose to fight for, but they had to respect my wishes on not sending my anything that I found offensive (this wasn't their first time-I was called a f** hag by this person and told that I'd be chained with the rest of them and burned in hell-probably should have blocked her then). So maybe someone else, who is a little more understanding can explain to me the whole straight pride parade thing, because I'm just not getting it.
Thursday, May 19, 2011
Passion's Hero: The Beta Prince (Teaser)
Here's a brief teaser for you Tumblings, this is the first few paragraphs from the beginning of Passion's Hero: The Beta Prince.
Percival moaned and thrust his hips faster as his hand stilled on the cock it held. The feelings coursing through him were glorious, supernatural, breath-taking. He never wanted it to end...he wanted it to end so that he could do it again...he was so confused he didn't know what he wanted. He bit his lip as he struggled not to groan loudly, the coppery taste of his own blood filling his mouth.
"C'mon baby, let go, I want to see you come, I want to feel you come all over my hand," the man next to him groaned in his ear as Percival remembered his part in this mutual handjob and began stroking faster. "Oh god baby, that's it, jerk my cock, make me come." Heeding the words of the broad shouldered man, Percival pressed a finger into the slit at the head of the man's cock and grinned when he felt the larger man tense before pearly white shots of his seed exploded over his hand.
Opening his mouth to tease the older man, Percival gasped as he felt the tingling at the base of his spine that signaled his impending orgasm and yelled out the other man's name as his orgasm exploded over him, "Buck!"
Percy sat up in bed quickly, gasping and shaking from the after effects of his wet dream. Groaning he lay back on the bed and brushed away the tears that pooled in his eyes. He didn't know why he was still fantasizing about his one night with Buck, or rather Beta Prince Buckington Roughshire. The man was his mate, and should want to claim him, but he had rejected him and brutally tossed him aside after one passion-filled night of kisses and handjobs. He hated him...he loved him...he was his destiny. Percival sighed as he turned to climb out of bed, destiny sucked ass...and not in a good way.
What do you guys think?
Percival moaned and thrust his hips faster as his hand stilled on the cock it held. The feelings coursing through him were glorious, supernatural, breath-taking. He never wanted it to end...he wanted it to end so that he could do it again...he was so confused he didn't know what he wanted. He bit his lip as he struggled not to groan loudly, the coppery taste of his own blood filling his mouth.
"C'mon baby, let go, I want to see you come, I want to feel you come all over my hand," the man next to him groaned in his ear as Percival remembered his part in this mutual handjob and began stroking faster. "Oh god baby, that's it, jerk my cock, make me come." Heeding the words of the broad shouldered man, Percival pressed a finger into the slit at the head of the man's cock and grinned when he felt the larger man tense before pearly white shots of his seed exploded over his hand.
Opening his mouth to tease the older man, Percival gasped as he felt the tingling at the base of his spine that signaled his impending orgasm and yelled out the other man's name as his orgasm exploded over him, "Buck!"
Percy sat up in bed quickly, gasping and shaking from the after effects of his wet dream. Groaning he lay back on the bed and brushed away the tears that pooled in his eyes. He didn't know why he was still fantasizing about his one night with Buck, or rather Beta Prince Buckington Roughshire. The man was his mate, and should want to claim him, but he had rejected him and brutally tossed him aside after one passion-filled night of kisses and handjobs. He hated him...he loved him...he was his destiny. Percival sighed as he turned to climb out of bed, destiny sucked ass...and not in a good way.
What do you guys think?
Friday, May 13, 2011
Passion's Hero: The Series?
So remember I told you all that I was writing my first ever homoerotic/gay romance? I entitled it: "Passion's Hero" and I am like halfway through the book already. Well, as I'm writing, some of my characters are developing stories on their own and then today as I sat down and actually read back over what I wrote I have found that my book "Passion's Hero" is suddenly: "The Passion's Hero Series". So far it's five books and they all have a skeletal outline.
Whew!
I'm so stinkin' excited about them all.
Will you all read them when I'm finished?
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