Prior to being gay-bashed, Alec Presslea was known as "Mr. Vanilla." While he was a smart green-eyed blond on the low side of thirty, he had also been neglected and abused most of his life so wanted little more than to be left alone. Still he'd managed to build a career, gain some friends, find a bar he liked and even have the occasional one-night stand with a cute guy...so he was basically happy. But as he healed from the assault, he began having episodes where a stark animalistic rage would envelop him, and he would act without thinking. On one occasion, he nearly tracked a good-looking man into his office to have sex with him...and would not have taken "No" for an answer. At first, he was spooked by these episodes, but then he learned the police not only knew who had attacked him, they were deliberately shielding them because one was the son of a prominent judge.That's when the hungry howling Panther within took over completely, and Alec's manifesto began to take shape. So the world said he was sick and immoral and against nature? That he did not deserve the same rights as others? That it was okay to try and kill him? Well, he'd show everyone they were wrong. That it was actually normal and natural for two men to derive pleasure from each other. Period. And he'd back this up not only with scientific evidence but also graphic videotapes showing straight men having sex with straight men and enjoying it. However, none of those "gay-for-pay" boys would be of any use. No, he decided to track down the frat-boys who had attacked him and provide them as his evidence...knowing he would have to force them into sex with him to prove his point. But under his Porno Manifesto, that would be perfectly fine.