Susan over at West of Mars combined two things to come up with an amusing meme which her character, rock star Trevor Wolff, completed. When I tried to think who my most outrageous character might be, I discovered that it wasn’t any of my rock stars. This character is a musician, but he’s not a rock star, and none of his outrageousness comes from what he does for a living. My most outrageous character is that werewolf who is always horny, Weylyn Randall. Weylyn is all about getting his were on. I could give you examples, but I think I’ll let Weylyn do it. Here, for your reading pleasure, are seven outrageous moments with Weylyn Randall, werewolf, bass player, and bi-sexual horn dog.
1. Weylyn’s introduction to the Bar Story – A remark to his Alpha about how he spreads his sexual favors around:
Weylyn snorted his disgust. “I get it all the time. Groupies love me because I’m the horndog in the band. Everyone else is either a tight ass or bonded. Me… I believe in freedom. Freedom of choice and freedom from the chains of a mate. I am just your average every day were-horndog.”
2. Weylyn tells off a Beta from his pack:
Her eyes flared with fury. I ignored it and walked past her, headed for Michael’s suite of rooms. “One day, Weylyn, you won’t be the favored one around here any more. Michael will take a mate, and you will be ass out!” she called after me.
A bigger man might have just ignored her… or even just flipped her off. I, however, didn’t have a problem being a petty little punk. I turned and smiled at her. “You know, Sean… when that day comes… the day our Alpha finds a mate… I will be happy for them. I may not live and breath the pack like you do, but that doesn’t mean I don’t want it to thrive. And to thrive, our Alpha must mate… and procreate.” I gazed at her thoughtfully, seeing her anger simmering just below the surface. “Why do I get the feeling you just don’t want to see Michael take a mate and have children?”
Sean began to growl and I grinned. “Oh, Sean. You’re the one who will be ass out when Michael mates. All your hopes and dreams… right into the toilet.” I shook my head, turning to walk away. “Do us all a favor, Sean and get a life before that day comes, ” I called over my shoulder.
3. Weylyn thinks about the white werewolves:
I leaned back enjoying the feel of my swelling cock. My mind was preoccupied with thoughts of the beautiful young white were from earlier in the evening. She was hot. And even better than her… her mother was fucking hotter. Mama had even smelt of sex… sex with a young male were about my own age by the scent. I didn’t recognize his scent, but the unadulterated sexuality of it made me hard. I wasn’t that picky about my partners overall. Male, female…were, vamp, pixie… I’d done ‘em all and had them do me. Orgy action was always good too. It meant a guaranteed orgasm.
My eyes rolled back in my head as I wondered if the male who had been fucking the white mama was into men. His scent on her had turned me on… not just for her, but for him. I needed something young and hot with strength to equal my own. I thought about sharing him with Mama. Oh, yeah. That sounded even better than having mama and her girl at the same time.
Teeth lightly grazed my cock and long fingers teased my balls. When one digit entered my ass, I bucked up off the chair, my cock sliding easily down Michael’s throat as I came. I twitched and moaned and shuddered as Michael’s tongue kept up its action throughout the spasms of my cock. Finally, Michael licked me clean and sat back, looking into my eyes with a wry smile.
“Now why do I think that it wasn’t my mouth you were concentrating on fucking?” Michael’s tone was droll.
I grinned. My Alpha was smart and knew me oh, so well. “Prolly cuz you know me… my mind was on the next fuck, and the one after that,” I laughed. “Always working on where the next orgasm is coming from.”
4. Weylyn meets a hot stranger:
The man was hot. No doubt about that. He was up for the play too. I’d smelled his lust instantly, which was why I’d followed him. It was just a little harmless game. He knew he wanted me. I knew I wanted him. We both could sense and smell the lust. When he said, “Want to go inside and play?” I thanked the gods for men. Bedding women was a lot more work.
“Sure,” I replied, leading the way. Being with Michael always rocked my world but there was something about a chance encounter that upped the ante on excitement. “I’m a were, you know, and we weres like nothing better than to take someone from behind,” I told him boldly, my eyes watching him lustfully. “I, myself, am particularly fond of anal sex.”
“Oh, really?” Rax murmured, his eyes gleaming.
A little half smile tugged at my mouth, and I decided to be completely upfront with him. I wanted to fuck him, and I figured I had nothing to lose in telling him that. “So, are you gonna let me get my were on, or are we all done now?”
I watched him carefully consider my words as my thoughts were jerked back to the smell of the young male were on that white were. Lust rocketed through me again. I stroked my hard cock, letting Rax see the pre-cum oozing from the thick tip.
“What’s it gonna be, Rax? You want some of this? Or should I be on my way back to London?” I asked, hoping that I wasn’t gonna be disappointed.
5. Weylyn takes his leave of Jaidyn and Jude to go meet Sol:
(You can find the entire X-rated encounter HERE.)
Jaidyn and her brother exchanged a glance. It appeared to me that while I was talking to the naughty pixie on the phone, my fanged female friend had decided to forgive her brother for being a bit of a dick. Leading his sister on a wild goose chase around the club had been enough to make me think he was an asshole, but now the two were as tight as a miniskirt on a hooker. I decided Jude probably wasn’t really an asshole, but more likely, a prankster.
I eyed Jaidyn, gleefully. “You wanted to be shown around Paris. Here’s your chance to visit the hottest club in the city,” I told her, waggling my eyebrow suggestively.
Jaidyn grinned and threaded her arm through her brother’s. “You go on, Weylyn. I’m officially relieving you of duty,” she said with a lopsided grin.
I put my hands over my heart. “You wound me oh, beauteous fanged one!” I said in dramatic tones. Jaidyn’s lips twitched, and I winked at her. “Twas not duty at all! Twas a pleasure beyond compare!” I swept her a big Shakespearean bow and a crack of laughter escaped her.
“Is he always like this?” Jude asked, amusement dancing in his eyes.
Jaidyn shrugged. “I think so, but I haven’t known him long enough to be sure,” she chuckled. “As you can tell, Weylyn is all about fun.”
I sprang to attention, flashing my most charming smile. “Got to get my were on, ya know,” I said to Jude, who started to laugh.
“Not gonna argue with you there, dude,” he said easily. “Been known to prowl for something toothsome myself.” Jude flashed his fangs and his sister rolled her eyes. She was laughing inside though. I could tell.
“Since you are well chaperoned, milady, I’m outta here. Got a date with a naughty pixie,” I told the twins. “Jude, nice to meetcha.” I shook Jaidyn’s brother’s hand and then ducked in to plant a quick buss on her cheek. “It’s been fun. We’ll do this again, ‘kay?”
Jaidyn nodded her sleek head. “Sure, Wey. Have a good time with the pixie.”
“I intend to,” I said with a flash of my own fangs.
6. Weylyn and Sol wake up Vivienne to go on a rescue mission:
“C’mon, Vivi! Let’s go! You’ve had plenty of time to get ready!” Sol yelled at the wooden door.
It opened and a tall, broad shouldered man came out, carrying his shoes and jacket. My eyebrows shot up. He looked like he was barely out of high school. Vivi came out behind him zipping up her jacket. “I had a nice time. See ya, Brian,” she said dismissively.
“Later, Viv,” the kid rumbled in a deep voice and left.
“Oh, Vivi. He looked very young,” I chortled, my eyes filled with amusement.
Vivienne quirked up a brow at me. “He was, but he was legal,” she replied coolly.
“Checked his ID, did you?” I grinned. I was liking Vivi and Sol more and more. I wondered briefly if I could get them both going at the same time…
Sol rolled her eyes. “It had to have been fake. He didn’t even have a beard yet,” she snarked. “You’ve got more fur than he does, Vivi.”
Vivienne walked to the door, shooting a nasty look over her shoulder at Sol. “Fuck you, Isolde. He’s a nice boy. And he has a big dick.”
Sol and I followed Vivi to the elevator. “Yeah, but is he old enough to know what to do with it?” Sol asked with an evil laugh.
Vivi gave her friend a smug smile. “Didn’t need to. He’s excellent with his tongue.”
As we stepped into the elevator, I murmured, “Too much eating out will give you indigestion. I hope he has his Rolaids.”
7. Weylyn has a profound moment when he helps Sol and Vivi rescue Gracie, only for them all to discover that Gracie’s place is trashed:
Women. I would never understand them, no matter how long, or how often, I fucked ‘em.
Weylyn is in his early days in the Bar Story. There will be many more “Weylyn” moments to come. He has an outrageous personality. He’s independent, free thinking, very open sexually, has a positive attitude, and a great sense of humor. If there is no humor to find in a situation, Weylyn will make some. I hope you manage to get your were on this Sunday!
My Matt-Man dream began with the PITA and I at a Sonic or In-N-Out type burger place. We were devouring mass quantities of yummy hamburgers oozing with cheese and sauce and grease. Matt comes up and sits down next to us. He’s got a cigarette hanging from his mouth (in the restaurant even! gasp!), and he’s wearing jean shorts and a t-shirt and sunglasses. He sticks out one leg and turns it so we can see the back of it. There’s this huge bruise there. The PITA and I gasp.
