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My Boyfriend the Sex Demon
Chapter 10
ZACHARY
I STOOD in front of Jimmy's bedroom door looking as stupid as an ass. I came in there baring teeth and nails ready to defend my friend only to find him alone in a delirious stupor. Incoherent words flew from his mouth and I could tell a fever had settled in. Although I found no one but him, I could swear I heard voices before I entered.
Walking the short distance to Jimmy's bed, I felt his forehead and neck. He was shivering and burning. He needed a doctor. Where the hell was Heather? She was supposed to be looking after him?
`Hold on Jimmy. I'm calling for an ambulance.'
I grabbed the receiver of the phone on the nightstand. As I was about to punch in the numbers, I heard a voice in my head.
"DON'T DO IT! He only needs your touch. Doctors can do nothing for him now."
Who said that?!
I frantically looked around but found no one.
I saw Jimmy staring at me with glassy eyes. He tried to speak but again I could not understand him. I reached for his hand and held it. At first contact he heaved a sigh and melted into the mattress.
"That's it," the voice said again. "That's what he needs. Now take off your clothes and hold him close."
Questionably, I stood there with a frown. There was no logic in what the voice was telling me to do yet seeing how relax Jimmy was as I held his hand I couldn't help but wonder about the possibility that it might be right.
God! I shouldn't be listening to the voice because if something were to happen to Jimmy I wouldn't be able to live with the guilt after. But against my better judgment, I listened to the voice, partly because I could feel the sincerity in its words.
Stripping down to my boxer brief, I climbed into Jimmy's bed. Immediately he edged closer and laid his back against my chest. Without hesitation I wrapped him in my arms, spooning him. Within second his shivering ceased. He was sniveling slightly, so I started humming one of my favorite songs to him. He fell asleep in my arms.
For a while longer, I lay their wondering what just happened. Was I loosing it too? Hearing voices had never been a good sign. A million possible explanations went through my mind before I finally lose myself to the darkness as well.
PHOENIX
`GOOD MORNING pet,' I said to Curtis the moment I sat in bed stretching away my tense aching muscles.
Way from across the room, he stared. He didn't reply. I didn't care; well maybe I wasn't being honest with myself. For sure there is a special place in my heart for Curtis.
The first time my sister and I were brought to Baine's court we were thirty three cycles old (That amount to roughly eleven human years). It was shortly after Baine's minions tore my old master's den apart killing him and every adult demon and slaves on sight, including my mother. To my precocious mind, I knew the killing wasn't a vendetta, a struggle for power or for the most part an assassination. It was a hunt for spawns. Some demons' offspring are priced commodity in our world especially my race; the Incubi. Anyway, Phoebe was sent to the female pen to be trained as a concubine while I was thrown in with Curtis. At the time he was five human years older than me and was affected with his first rut. As he didn't want his priced females to be impregnated by the half-breed Curtis, Baine lent me to Catrax to appease his rutting son.
Curtis sodomized me at every chance he got and I loved every minute of it. After a time everything changed. We grew close. I fell for him and he apparently did too because he started treated me with kind. Baine's den rules prevent such a thing. So when we were found out, my lover was forced to be cruel to me and the love we once shared was beaten out of him. That was about the same time he started hating me as well. I on the other hand, never stopped loving him. To my surprise, even till this day as I sat in bed returning his gaze, my heart yearns for him. But I know a hopeless case when I see one. He doesn't remember or is it he doesn't care anymore. He was a changed demon.
`Are you still mad at me pet?' I asked him.
He looked away, again without a word.
I smiled.
I slipped out of bed stark naked. I went up to him and unlocked the pillory.
`Water. I want some water,' he said while rubbing at his wrists and neck. He was still on his knees so I stood in front of him and pulled his face in my groin.
`Open your mouth and you'll get water,' I said devilishly.
Despite himself, a faint grin appeared on his face only to vanish two seconds later. I knew why. He was remembering the time when he told me the very same thing.
`Come on pet. Open your mouth.'
He stared at my flaccid penis and pulled up a face.
Although I didn't force him, he wasn't getting out of it that easy.
I went to the equipment rack and grabbed a flogger and a flask from the chest. Then I came back. He eyed the flogger and almost chortled. He was tolerant to a certain degree of pain, so the flogger would feel like a feather against his skin. Hence the reason I brought the flask of holly water.
Holly water wasn't harmful to us but it stings like hell. I poured a generous amount on the flogger and shook it gently. A few dropped fell on his arms and he hissed.
Now it was my turn to giggle.
`Open your mouth pet,' I said one more time. He didn't.
I flogged him across the face. The holly water sizzled on his skin and he hissed louder.
`I don't want to hurt you pet. Open your goddamn mouth,' I all but yelled.
His eyes glisten with anger and he flared his nostrils. I flogged him again. He remained stoic. He was as stubborn as a mule. So I flogged him more and more until he croaked. `Enough!'
I grinned. `Are you ready to obey me now?'
He said nothing. I raised the flogger. Quickly he opened his mouth. I looked at his marred redden face and chuckled.
`Good pet,' I said rubbing my hands over his welted cheeks.
I placed the flogger on the pillory nearby and took hold of my semi-hard cock. Then I aimed it at his mouth and let out a stream of amber liquid. As I filled his mouth he closed his eyes.
`Swallow my piss pet,' I ordered. When I thought he would rebel he didn't. He gulped it all down to the last drop.
I bent down and kissed his lips. `Now wasn't that fun. Are you still thirsty?'
He shook his head no. `Good boy.'
`Wow. I never thought it possible,' a voice said from behind me.
JIMMY
I WOKE UP with a mild headache and a mouthful of powdery taste. It took me a while to realize it was morning and a while longer to realize that I wasn't alone in my bed.
I took a peek. Zack! When did he get here? And what was he doing in my bed?
`Zack, Zack wake up,' I shook him.
He stirred and opened his eyes.
`Hey you're up! How're you feeling?' He croaked.
`I have a headache but I'm feeling fine.'
`Good. You gave me such a scare you know. I thought I was losing my best friend.'
`How come?' I said curiously.
He giggled. Then he propped himself on his side with his head in his palm.
`Do you remember anything from last night?'
Vaguely,' I replied. Did something happen?'
`Yeah, you had a fever. You almost die.'
Wow!' I said in awe. Is that why you're here? Where's Heather?'
Zack's face fell and he looked kind of angry. `When I arrived last night she was gone. She had left you home alone rambling pointlessly in your feverish daze.'
Oh Heather! Seth was right about her.
Seth! Where the hell was he? I vaguely recalled him talking to me last night.
Just then I heard the front door open and close. Soon after, Heather appeared in the bedroom. She was all smiles and even has a bouquet of flowers for me as she entered. However, her expression changed when she saw Zack. It flickered from puzzlement, shock, pain and anger.
Shit! Zack was next to me in bed. Plus we were both half-naked. I immediately realized what this might look like to her.
`What's the meaning of this?' She yelled.
She was trembling with anger. And I could tell she was about to hit the fan.
`H-Heather, that is not what it looks like. Heather...'
Before I could finish she shrieked. `How could you? How could you do this to me?'
`Heather, let me explain...'
NO!' she screamed, NO!'
I cringed. God the girl can pitch a note!
She threw the flowers in my face and turned on her heel. Without another word she stormed out.
I darted after her.
ZACHARY
HOLLY SHIT!
I jumped out of bed. I fumbled to get the sheet around my waist.
Cheater!' I heard her screamed from the other room. I knew there was something between the two of you the first time I saw you.'
`Heather, if you would please listen to me...'
`NO! There's nothing you can say that would explain what I saw you. It's over between us. Go back to your faggot and leave me the fuck alone you fucking homo.'
I guessed Jimmy must have grabbed her because she screamed at him again. `Keep your filthy hands off me you fucking fag! I'm telling you it over.'
When I reached the living room she caught sight of me. She fixated her gaze on before she cross the threshold and slammed the door closed in Jimmy's face.
Jimmy leaned against the closed door and slid to the ground, face in his hand weeping.
I walked up to Jimmy and squatted next to him. He didn't resist when I pulled him into my arms. He bowled uncontrollably. He must have really loved her because he never wept for anyone before. Well he did once for me but never like this. Right then I loathed her.
THAT BITCH! I thought angrily. She's got some nerves. First she abandoned my boy in the middle of the night who was dying for her care. Next she barged in here, raved like a lunatic and then started accusing my boy of something he wasn't guilty of. Who does she think she is?
After some time, I pulled Jimmy up from the floor and guided him to the sofa. I embraced him and lay his head on my shoulder.
She's gone,' he said after some time. She's really gone.'
`Ssh! I said kissing him on the forehead. He was still weeping and I had no idea what to do.
I decided he needed a distraction. So I lifted up his face and crushed my lips with his. He immediately stopped whimpering and went stoic. He didn't shove me off though. When I finally broke the kiss he was staring at me with eyes and mouth wide open.
`Why did you do that?' He asked when he found his voice. He was shocked and confused.
`I just wanted to make you feel better. Did it work?' I smirked.
I genuinely thought he would be angry with me but instead he returned the smile and said. `I don't know.'
Taking advantage of the situation I said. `Do you want to try again? It will make you forget your pain?' Cheesy I know but then who can really judge me.
`I guess,' he replied.
I bent forward again and landed another kiss. This time he responded; he kissed me back. To what seemed like hours, we both got lost making out.
When we finally came out for air he gave a short awkward laugh.
`Never thought you'll enjoy that did you?' I said cockily.
He blushed. He scratched his head embarrassed.
`It was kind of nice, I guess.'
`You want another go to be sure?'
He nodded.
I grinned and this time I let him meet me halfway. He was a good kisser. Well he had a lot of practice. Slowly I gently shove him back until his head rested on the sofa's armrest. I broke the kiss only to run circles with my tongue on his cheeks, jaw and chin. He hissed and shivered. I moved lower. I sucked at his neck and dropped hot noisy kisses down to his nipples. And my hands, they were all over the place feeling him, massaging him.
All while my eyes never strayed from his face. He was beaming with pleasure.
As soon as I found a nipple I started sucking. His eyes grew wide and formed an `O' with his mouth; except he never uttered a sound. When he saw me staring, he smiled. I took the other nipple and gave it the same treatment.
`You want me to stop?' I asked.
He nodded his answer. I giggled.
I went lower. Kissing his abs and toyed with his bellybutton. Next I follow the treasure trail down to his boxers. I love his treasure trail; the hairs on both side come together to make it look like a Mohawk from his bellybutton to his crotch area. From an aerial view it shows a perfectly straight neat line.
Reaching his boxers I paused only to draw at the hem. I slipped it lower and lower until I met the gland on his semi-erected cock. I wedged it with the hem and started licking, sucking and savoring it. He was a little tangy but sweet too. Jimmy hissed. My boy liked it.
As I sucked his cock grew and very soon it stood free from the hem of the boxers. He was a good eight and a half inches I wager. Since I was already doing it, I tugged at his boxers until they were at his knees. After that I took him in my mouth. I went down on the full length of him. When his cock was lodged in my throat I contracted my throat muscles to make it more pleasurable for him. He sighed loudly and trembled.
As I pulled off I caught a glimpse of his glistening eyes. Yep. He liked it.
I tried deep throat-ing him a few more times before really started pumping. A while later I heard him said in labored breath.
`I'm coming.'
`Wait,' I told him. Again, I lodge his cock in my throat and he spewed a couple of ropes down my gullet.
With his seeds down my stomach, I climbed up to his head and I put my forehead against his. We looked into each other's eyes grinning.
We should do that more often,' he said. No one have ever, ever been able to deepthroat me before.'
I chuckled. And I kissed him.
`You're welcome.'
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End of chapter 10