Something Wicked This Way Cums......
by Tanda2000@compuserve.com
copyright by: Tanda 2001
Robby leaned into the wind. His fists grasped the handlebars of his bike firmly. His brown hair blew in the breeze, his baggy denim shorts billowed in the wind, and the boy's open shirt flapped in the wind like superman's cape.
He stood up on the pedals of his bike and looked out at the countryside around him with clear brown eyes. Oregon was a great place. The setting made him recall his summers of strawberry picking back when he was a boy. The green fields, the rolling hills in the background and all the green, green trees. He loved Oregon. He was glad that his parents had moved him and his little brother, Matthew, up here so many years ago.
And now he was feeling free! He had made it. This was his last summer before college. He had graduated high school with not one, but two scholarships. His parents had been really proud of him. And now he had just turned 18 and he had decided to take this Saturday and leave the house and his little brother Matt behind him for the day so he could have some peace and quiet. He knew it wouldn't be long before studies occupied most of his free time. Matt had wanted to come to Haag Lake with him, but he told him, "No way, Dude! I need some space."
Robby grinned to himself in the wind. His brother was a good kid but only 14 and Robby had just wanted some time to himself. He hadn't even told his girlfriend he was taking off to Haag Lake today.
Robby's bike careened down the empty highway towards his destination, the lake. And, some space for himself. The warm summer wind whipped around his slim waist and Robby was proud of his young developing body and glad that Coach had talked him into taking track this last year. It had toned him up real good and the boy didn't have an ounce of fat on him. Hell, he could even count the beginnings of a six pack on his smooth, flat belly. His legs had gotten stronger and bigger and he just felt, well, he just felt tight.
As his 10 speed rounded a curve, he saw it. Haag Lake glistening in the bright afternoon sun like a shimmering diamond amid the green trees and rolling hills. He couldn't wait to dive in and just lay around for the day. It was going to be great and he knew the best place to hang out at the lake where nobody else would be around.
He veered off the main highway and found what he called "his trail." A little path that not too many people knew of. It appeared to go away from the lake but as you kept up the steep path, it actually curved back around and went right down to a remote part of the lake where a little cove kept you hidden from the rest of the lake goers. And that's just what Robby wanted today.
Robby reached his spot. He laid his bike down on a clump of brush and stood looking over the quiet lake. It was fuckin' beautiful! The hot sun beat down on him and, while staring at the lake, watching a distant sail boat go by, the boy removed his shirt and tossed it casually on top of his bike. He rubbed his smooth, hairless pecs and filled his young lungs with the clean Oregon air as he stood with his hands on his hips like a young Sun God.
There was only one more thing that could make this perfect. He bent over and checked his gym sock. Yep, there it was. The little cellophane of weed that he had brought with him. He looked around. Knowing that he was all alone, he pulled his travel pack out of the safe confines of his gym sock and, holding it secretively in his hand, kicked off his tennis shoes. This was gonna be awesome.
He sat down on the grass and, overlooking the lake, peeled off his gym socks. The air felt good on his hot feet and he twirled his toes in the long grasses while he tamped a bud into his little travel pipe. Man, Mom and Dad would be pissed if they knew he smoked pot. But he just did it once in awhile. And his buddy, Bob, had told him this was some killer stuff with red hairs and laced with something. Robby didn't know what, but trusted his buddy and knew it would be okay.
Sitting down on the bank with his semi-hairless legs in a V in front of him, the boy lit the pipe and inhaled deeply. Ahhhhhh, it was smooth stuff. He coughed. The lake became brighter, clearer. He was starting to feel really good already. Damn, this was some good shit.
Malachi sat on his haunches in the underbrush. He was restless. He had been ostracized from the rest of them. It seemed that he had been on earth for centuries, even though it had just been for a few earth days. But, damn them. He would be alone, go his own way and do what he desired. The Master had informed him that an incubus did not trifle with the male humans. Only females. Malachi was bored with female humans. He found so much more pleasure with the male of the species. Their hard, taut bodies, their unwillingness to be taken by another male. This pleased the demon, Malachi, greatly.
He had taken many human males in his time as an incubus. He recalled even accosting a Pharaoh in Egypt many, many eons ago. The young Pharaoh was to be wed and Malachi had visited him in his sleep the night before the ceremony and Malachi recalled with glee the face of the young man while he held him down and took him.
The incubus giggled gleefully in the bushes as he recalled the incident. However, he had been sorely reprimanded by the Master for that one. But, even now, centuries later, the taste and feel of the young Pharaoh's body made his organ swell. The organ lay between his legs, resting on the grass as it plumped up to it full 12 inches.
But this would never do, Malachi realized. There was not a sign of life anywhere on this God forsaken planet. Hmmmm, that was ironic and must mean he would fit right in. He clicked his talons in thoughtful contemplation. Here he was on this remote part of the earth and he knew that the Master had done this deliberately. Not a human in sight. Just the cursed hot sun. Fortunately for the demon, he had found this refuge in the wooded trees, unseen and it gave him a good vantage point to the clear water below. Later, as he got his bearings, he would traverse into the nearest village and see what kind of mischief he could arouse. Malachi chuckled evilly at his own wit.
Suddenly, the demon's attention was alerted to movement down below him at the water's edge. His keen eyes peered intently. A human! Malachi's organ swelled involuntarily. And a male! And a young one, it seemed. The incubus was very, very pleased. And the human male was alone.
The demon watched with interest as the young human boy stood in his odd clothing and smoked on some device as in the olden days of Rome. The strange, yet familiar odor assailed his nostrils. They flared with recognition. Just as in the Roman days this young human was indulging in the sacred herb, cannabis.
Oh, Malachi remembered the effect of this narcotic all too well. He licked his lips with his pointed tongue, wiping the drool from his wanton lips. Yessssssss, this herb had the strangest effect on humans and he had used it to his advantage in the days of the Roman orgies. He chuckled to himself. Didn't history realize that he might have been the cause of those lustful orgies, having men take boys as their mates! He had instigated that! And the incubus was proud of his conquests.
He watched at the young human male, half naked, sat down on the ground next to some sort of contraption that appeared to be some sort of traveling device. Malachi was not sure what earth year it even was, but he knew that basic human instincts were as perennial as the grasses. Hmmm, strange these human. No matter. The human boy seemed perfect. Malachi had to get closer. With a mere thought and a blink of an eye, Malachi transported himself down to the clearing next to the boy. He was unseen by human eyes unless he wanted to be, but knew that his physical appearance would only frighten the human. He remained unseen hunched in the bushes next to the young human.
Malachi observed from this close view that the boy was a pretty one. Yessssss. Light brown hair, light skinned browned by the earth's sun and virginal full lips that held the smoking device. The incubus stroked his hardening phallus slowly as he observed the unaware human.
Robby was high. He grinned. He felt silly but good. He decided it was time to lay out under the sun and bake his body. Standing up, he dropped his baggies to the ground around his ankles. His young limp cock flopped out and, knowing that no one was around to see him, he swung his butt back and forth to make his ample limp cock flap against his slim hips. He felt so silly that he just busted out laughing. The warm breeze caressed his young flesh and he felt the wind breathe between his legs as his young manhood hung limply between his muscled slim thighs. It was great to be out here, alone and free and fuckin' high as a kyte!
He reached down and tugged on his cock. He got a slight tingling, but he was too stoned to get his 8 inch cock to rise. It didn't matter. That's not why he came here. He just came to be alone with himself and have some peace. Still feeling goofy from the pot, the young boy started to strike a few poses as if he were a muscle bound guy on stage like he had seen in the muscle fitness mags. He liked the way those guys looked all oiled up and their big muscles pumped up as they showed off their bodies. Robby didn't really want all those big muscles, he was pretty happy with the growth of his own 5'10" frame, but he did admire the strength of those guys. Man, that must be some hard work to get like that. His coach called it dedication.
His coach had also told Robby that he had a runner's body and that he would always probably be lean but that was okay with Robby. His body was toned and he playfully struck a pose that he had seen one of the muscled guys do on stage in his bulging g-string. Robby didn't think he could ever get the nerve to get up on a stage wearing nothing but a little g-string like that. He often wondered, but would never admit it to anyone, if the muscled guy's dicks grew as big as the rest of their muscles. It sure looked like it when they posed in the bulging jock straps and g-strings. He would be too embarrassed to do something like that. But it sure did look good.
Feeling light headed from the exercise and the weed, Robby decided he'd better lay down. He spread his baggies on the ground with his shirt and made a make shift bed. Buzzed from the pot, he almost fell over butt naked on the ground and giggled to himself as he plopped down on his clothing. This stuff was great!
He laid down on top of his clothing with a few strands of grass tickling the sides of his waist and, with his eyes closed to the hot sun, pushed them down with his hands. He realized that his young cock had come to life a little bit and, in his weed saturated high, he started thinking about his girl, Cindy.
God, she was pretty. But Robby wasn't really happy with their sexual relationship. Like none. So he was still a virgin. She would only let him kiss her and feel her tits. She would sometimes stroke his eager cock beneath his jeans, but, other than that. Nothing. But she had promised before he left for college.....that was all she had said. Robby's cock was now rock hard on his slim hip as he thought about what might be. She had a fantastic body and he would love to know what it felt like to be inside of her. He was really tired of jacking off all the time. Every time he came home from a date with her, he had to beat his meat.
And, it was a good thing Matt was such a sound sleeper. They had to share a room and he had no privacy other than the bathroom. One time, he remembered with shame, that he was so fucked up that he came home late one night and just dropped his jeans around his knees and started to wank off over his bed. He hadn't meant to, but he had looked over and saw Matt sleeping on his own bed. Matt had the covers kicked off him and Robby could see his young body in the moonlight. The kid was sporting a hard on and when Robby saw that, he just blew his wad. But that was weird. It never happened. He would never tell no one about that.
However, the combination of the weed and thoughts of his girl and that incident with Matt had gotten Robby rock hard and he was absently stroking his hard cock in the hot afternoon sun with his eyes closed tightly. It felt damn good and the weed just made it even better.
Malachi clucked his long pointed tongue happily in his mouth. This was going to be easier than he thought. He had transported himself into the boy's mind and was listening with perverse pleasure at the boy's secret thoughts. The young human boy needed to be dealt with, that was obvious. He would enjoy this one. Now, he calculated carefully. How to do this without upsetting the poor boy. The incubus grinned wickedly. He could and would plant thoughts in the young human's mind. Yessssss, that was the plan.
The demon stepped boldly from the bushes, his hard 12 inch phallus leading the way. He knew the boy could not see him unless he wished it. On silent feet, the demon approached the unaware youth lying spread eagle on the ground beneath him. Malachi's huge organ leaked fluid from the massive head. His long thick shaft shone in the afternoon sun as he stroked his cock, smearing the seminal fluids.
He stood between the young human's spread out legs and admired the youth, his beauty and his young large organ. Malachi was pleased. He wanted to taste it. He wanted to own it. Yesssss, he hissed to himself. He would have the boy.
He lowered to his knees before the boy. His long fingernails ran a trail up the boy's smooth inner thighs. He saw the boy jerk to a stop and look up. Malachi, invisible, grinned lewdly. His hands becoming braver, caressing the boy's tight, almost hairless ball sack. The demon cock throbbed, spewing forth more semen between the boy's spread legs. For a moment, the human boy looked frightened. Malachi continued rubbing the boy's satin smooth thighs and ball sack as he searched the human's mind.
There, there it was. He put the image into the boy's mind of the hot blond bombshell substitute teacher with the long red fingernails. The boy seemed satisfied with this image in his tormented drugged mind and laid his head back down on the ground and continued stroking his young hard cock.
Malachi was so bad. In his mind, the boy was seeing the teacher's big bosoms and her red fingernails stroke his inner thighs as the demon in actuality was stroking the boy's legs. The demon became mischievous. He was going to toy with this one.
He flashed an image of the boy's human girlfriend in his mind. He watched as the tempo of the boy's stroking increased. Then he arbitrarily flashed an image of the boy's younger brother's hard cock in his mind. Yessssssss, that was evil. But, Malachi noted with pleasure, that the young male did not slow his stroking down. Then he flashed the image of all those muscled men in the magazine with huge cocks standing in front of themselves on a stage stroking them with oil. The boy's pounding became relentless.
The incubus slapped his huge organ on the boy's stomach next to the young cock. He rubbed the big mushroomed head against the satin smooth skin of the young boy's flat belly. Yesssssssssssssss, this was paradise.
Robby couldn't believe how intense this weed was. He wondered what it was laced with. He was having some of the weirdest visuals. Man, but it was hot! He didn't realize he was so horny. He could swear he could feel Ms. Crane's long red fingernails against him as he stroked his dick. Man, this was intense. But, he was high and it all felt so good to his young unsatisfied body. He imagined his girl's big tits but seeing all those muscled guys with raging hard ons was kinda weird. But hot. He imagined them all stroking their big muscled dicks as they watched him fuck his girl. But where did that image of his little brother come from? What's up with that? But hell, it was cool. These were his own thoughts and no one would ever knew what went on in his head. Robby decided to just go with the flow and let it rip!
He imagined Ms. Cranes' blood red lips. The head of his hard cock pressed against them. Cindy's tender mouth opening to take him in. Matt's lips parting to let him in. Whoa, hold it! That's a little out there! What the hell? But his hand never missed a stroke on his hard 8 inch cock.
Muscled men with huge dicks bending Cindy over and fucking her. Big dicks going in and out of Matt's small mouth. Touching and guiding the big cocks of the muscled men to Ms. Crane's red lips. Feeling the dicks himself. Wanting to taste them himself. Seeing himself bend over and lick Matt's young hard cock in his bed.
Feeling the wet hotness of a mouth over his hard dick. Whoever, wherever, whenever. He was so high and so hot, it didn't matter. He pounded his hard dick into the bright summer sun. He could swear he could feel a hot wet mouth on his hard dick but when he looked down between his splayed legs, all he saw was his anxious fist beating his meat. This was too hot. He could almost feel what it would be like to have a blow job. Man, pot was killer!
The incubus giggled with glee. This human boy was delightful. The demon had wrapped his long nailed fingers around the human boy's young hard manhood and was stroking it deliciously, keeping time with the boy's own intense masturbation. Malachi held up the young shaft and squeezed it almost painfully. The human moaned and the demon flicked out his long pointed tongue and teased the throbbing head. The boy bucked his young hips up. Malachi wrapped his greedy lips around the head of the human boy's sweet tasting organ and sucked greedily. All the time keeping the boy's mind full of visual images of Ms. Crane and Cindy sucking his young hard dick. And while he had the boy's organ in his mouth, he inflicted the visual of the boy's younger brother sucking his cock.
The demon could taste the inevitable taste of the boy's pre ejaculation fluids. It was getting close. Malachi immediately withdrew from the young tasty cock and replaced the images in the boy's mind with those of muscled men's huge cocks throbbing with desire under their tight g-strings. The demon pulled his own enormous phallus up next to the boy's and held them together, the 8 inch cock of the human, dwarfed by his own magnificent 12 inch organ.
The young human male was writhing on the ground in lust and pleasure. His tender sweet lips parted slightly, his eyes clamped shut tightly. Malachi instilled the vision of muscled men's big dicks trailing all over the youth's taut skin as the demon rubbed his huge organ all over the human boy.
He straddled the human with his huge cock grazing against the boy's tight ribbed stomach and, reaching down between his demon legs, he pulled on the boy's hard cock. The human male's mind was engulfed with visions of hard cocks and full red lips as Malachi's huge organ finally reached its destination. The boy's mouth.
The demon held his huge, dripping organ to the full lips of the boy and, as he stroked the boy, he ensured that the boy was seeing a muscle man's cock before him. The human felt the persistent organ against his lips and opened his mouth voluntarily. In his mind, he was servicing a muscle man. A man that he admired and respected and whose big cock demanded relief.
The wicked incubus grinned maliciously as he watched the young human stretch his mouth open to accommodate the huge 12 inch organ pressing against his lips. This was too easy, Malachi thought. But so sweet and the boy felt so hot. It had been too long for the incubus since he had been pleasured in this manner. He was not going to stop now.
He pushed his large cock into the boy's mouth and planted the vision of the muscled man's cock in his stead while he still stroked the boy's cock between his spread out legs. The boy sucked for a moment and then something snapped inside of his head.
Robby came to with a start. What the hell was he imagining? What the hell was in this pot? But he couldn't deny that he was so turned on he couldn't think straight. But he had never thought about this kinda stuff before. What was really weird about this high was that he could almost feel what it would be like to have a big muscled man's dick in his mouth. And, if he didn't know any better, he could swear there was someone yanking his cock and he felt this weird pressure on his stomach as if someone was sitting on him. This was some weird shit, he determined. But, he was so hot and turned on, that he reached down and kept stroking his young hard cock as he looked around at the brightly lit lake.
No way, this is just some real psychedelic weed. Yeah, that's what it had to be. But, whatever. It felt good and he just had to cum. He started wanking his dick in earnest, trying to keep his head cleared, just concentrating on the way his hard dick felt in his hand.
But, try as he may, it wasn't long before he imagined that he saw Ms. Crane approaching him on her hands and knees, crawling towards him with her big boobs hanging from a little night gown she was wearing. He shook his head. But the image was too real and too hot.
He gave into it. He laid back down on the grass and watched as in his mind's eye, the hot blooded teacher approached him with her red lips pursed in a kiss. To himself, Robby said, "Fuck it" and leaned back watching the show that his mind was putting on. He felt Ms. Crane's big tits brush against his smooth chest. He felt her hot lips press against his. He laid back and accepted what he was tripping on.
He kissed his imaginary lover and felt her hot tongue slide into his willing mouth. He kissed her back, but something strange was happening. He felt a tickling sensation around his belly button, like something was brushing him there. Then he got an outrageous flash. Ms. Crane's image flashed for just a moment. For just a moment, Robby thought he saw some weird green creature in his face, with his long tongue stuck in his throat. He almost gagged but was so close to cumming, he couldn't stop.
In an instant, the vile vision was replaced with Cindy. He got hotter and started jacking even faster. Then the Cindy image transformed itself into Matt and Robby watched in fascination and lust and Matt's young face slid down his firm belly to his waiting cock that he was busy stroking.
To the young boy's surprise, the image of Matt soon disappeared only to be replaced by one of the muscle men from the magazine. In stunned fascination, Robby watched and actually FELT the man push his own hand away from his cock and took Robby's cock in his big muscular hand and held it up. The muscled man put his mouth over Robby's cock and started to suck it. Hard. He started deep throating the boy's virgin dick and Robby watched as the cocksucker continued to change images from Ms. Crane, to Matt, to Cindy, and then back to the muscled man. And once to the green skinned monster who looked up at him with yellow slitted eyes as if he owned him.
But it was too late for Robby. He was so hot and so high that all he could do was throw his head back and let his imagination run wild with the intense cock sucking. He started pumping his young slim hips into the face of whoever or whatever it was that was sucking his dick and he started to cum with a loud moan. As he was cumming, Robby was sure he felt something tickling his young virginal ass crack. And that was all it took. Robby exploded all over the place, his young cum shooting with abandon from his young tormented cock. The orgasm was so intense that he was almost in tears, his young chest heaving in the throes of lust. Robby had never been more satisfied and happier. It was like veil had been lifted. He had awakened.
Malachi laughed wickedly. He had this one. This poor human boy was all his! He had been flashing visual images in the boy's mind so quickly that he even had trouble keeping up with them, and he was sure a couple of times, that even he had come through. He, in his true form, could only frighten the boy, however, it did not seem to have mattered as Malachi had straddled the youth's slim torso. The boy was caught up in frenzied lust. As so was the Demon.
The incubus had enjoyed the fresh sweet taste of the mortal boy's virgin mouth as he had sunk his long tongue inside, probing the depths of the boy's soul while his own enormous phallus and rubbed enticingly against the human's flat belly. Ah, the sins of the flesh, Malachi thought with satisfaction.
And, finally tasting the boy's budding manhood in his own vile mouth had been a pleasure all on it's own. And while the boy exploded his young seed, Malachi had opted to let it fly and just catch dribbles of it in his mouth. The boy's seed was sweet and innocent and Malachi felt only desire for the youth. He wanted more. No, he was not finished with this one. But, first a moment of repose for the hapless lad.
Robby laid back on the grassy bank, breathing heavily. His still throbbing cock lying on his slim hip still pulsating from the intense orgasm. The best that he'd ever had in his life. It made Robby consider the visions that he had while he was jerking off and, he had to admit, it was a real turn on with the dudes. Maybe he was just a queer. Naw, he told himself. He had just been real hot and horny.
Besides, it was all Cindy's fault. If she'd take care of him like most girlfriends, he wouldn't ever get this horny.
But who cared now. He was satisfied and laying there alone in the woods, his legs still spread, he reached down and gave his satisfied dick a couple of tugs. Damn, that was hot, he thought.
His hand ran up his legs to his stomach and chest. Realizing how sweaty he was, he thought he should go take a dip in the cooling lake. Maybe he'd smoke another bowl when he got back. Or, he thought with a grin, maybe not. I might not be able to handle it. But he knew he would. Especially since he had been so completely satisfied with his jack off session. Man, the best ever!
He stood up, bare ass naked, and looked around. Still alone out here. No one on the lake. Cool. He was gonna go skinny dipping. Naked as the day he was born, Robby headed towards the lake, fighting off the scratchy branches that assailed him on the small path down to the lake.
Arriving at the water's edge, Robby stuck his toe in. Perfect. Without hesitation, he dove into the water's coolness and began to float and relax, watching the clouds in the blue sky contort into different imaginary pictures. As he calmly floated, his satisfied young dick floated on top of the water like a buoy. Robby had to grin. Ah, this was the life. He allowed himself to float out towards the center of the lake before resigning himself to the fact that he should head back.
The teenage boy swam back to the lake's edge, his young white naked ass bobbing above the water like a beacon.
He headed back up to his little encampment and realized that he hadn't brought a towel or anything like that. Damn! He'd just have to lie and let the sun dry him off, he mused. But first, another bowl.
With wet hands and a dripping torso, Robby stood over his clothes, still naked, and lit the pipe again. Taking a long toke on the weed, he looked around the beautiful hills and the lake, glad that he was here alone and happy that he had such great jack off session. But it did make him think. He sucked in the smoke and held it. Damn, this was good shit. As he exhaled, he had the distinct feeling that he wasn't alone.
He spun around. Nothing. Hmm, he wondered. I must be trippin' already. He grinned and laid his young wet body back down on his spread out clothes. He laid on his stomach, letting the sun start it's job of drying him off. He just hoped he wouldn't get too sunburned. He would have to remember to rotate.
As he lay there, high and content, he started musing about what had happened to him earlier and how he felt about the visual images his mind had conjured up. He had to wonder what it would really feel like to suck on another man's dick. It didn't really gross him out, just intrigued him. He could feel his young cock swelling underneath him against the ground.
He spread his legs a little and wondered how a girl must feel. He wondered what it would be like to have to have a man put their dick inside of you. Very weird concept, he concluded. But, as he started to drift off, he decided it would at least be interesting. If he was built for it and he wasn't since he was a guy and not a girl so like that was never going to happen.
Malachi was in a jubilant state. The boy had readily accepted his evil approaches and had even enjoyed it. His evil magic had worked. And he sat with an unsatisfied hard organ watching the boy's lithe body floating over the lake's surface, Malachi wanted more. No, Malachi demanded more.
He watched with keen interest as the boy came back up the trail with his young naked body all wet and enticing to the vile incubus. As he watched the boy partake of his herb, he watched as the human laid down on his young belly. Malachi's hard organ reared it's ugly head again at the sight of the young tender buttocks before him. He tuned into the boy's thought channels and was extremely pleased at what he saw there in the caverns of his mind. Yessssssss, Malachi said to himself. Maybe it's time you learn what it's like, Young One.
After the young mortal boy had settled down on his stomach, the incubus prepared for his approach. He planted yet another image of muscled men in the boy's mind. And he could tell that this pleased the boy greatly. There was no hiding the growing bulge that lay just underneath the prone boy, his young boy cock pressed firmly into the earth.
The demon began running his long talons gently over the back of the boy's firm legs, as if a breeze was flowing over his skin. The boy sighed in content and laid his head on his makeshift pillow of a wadded up shirt. This pleased Malachi greatly. His nails went further up the boy's spread legs to the nether regions of his tiny buttocks. Malachi had to wipe the drool from his tainted lips. So perfect. So tender. So sweet and so ripe.
The boy squirmed as the demon planted an image of a muscled man kneeling beside the human gently stroking his legs and buttocks. The boy accepted this fantasy vision and continued to lie there in the grass, unaware he was offering his young body to the demon incubus, Malachi.
The demon knelt beside the prone boy and continued to glide his long digits over the youth's smooth body, his own engorged organ lying between his legs throbbing wantonly. With the vision of the muscled man firmly planted in the human boy's mind, Malachi deftly crawled between the boy's legs and spread them slightly. The youth allowed this with no resistance. The demon's hands went directly to the supple buttocks of the youth and kneaded them with soft caresses. Spreading the cheeks, letting his fingers trail up the boy's young hairless crack. The human shivered but didn't resist.
Malachi deftly parted the cheeks wide and lowered his head. His long pointed tongue drooled with anticipation of the feast that lie before him. He held the tender cheeks wide apart, exposing the pink virgin hole to the bright sun as well as his dark intentions. Malachi moaned with pleasure, "Mmmmmmmm"
The human raised his head and cocked it to one side, looking around him. Malachi did not move. No doubt the human had heard his audible sound. No matter. In a moment, the boy laid his head back down on the ground and, still holding the youth's cheeks wide apart, the demon willed the vision of hard cocks from muscled men in the boy's mind. The human child begin to grind his slim hips further into Mother Earth. The incubus grinned wickedly.
The time had come. Malachi stretched out his long pointed tongue and tentatively licked the pink opening with the tip of his tongue. How sweet! The human did nothing but sigh and even relaxed. The incubus was very pleased.
He began running his wicked tongue up and down the smooth crack, deliciously toying around the small pink opening. Holding the boy's legs wide apart, Malachi started focusing his long tongue on the virgin orifice. The human boy was in complete surrender as the demon allowed the point of his tongue to enter the sweet pinkness. Ahhhhhhh, how tasty!
As the tip of his tongue toyed and teased the young boy's virgin asshole, Malachi got so bold that he released the boy's cheeks and, reaching up under the man child, pulled the human's hard phallus down between his smooth muscled legs. The mortal boy was in complete compliance with Malachi's administrations. The huge demon cock throbbed with lust. His insistent tongue began pushing even more into the tight hole, invading, tasting, and taking what it wanted.
Malachi filled the boy with his huge tongue. The demon was delighted that the mortal boy had even arched his hips up, allowing more passage of his tongue to dominate the young ass. Malachi filled him with his tongue until his lips were pressed against the human's tender cheeks.
When the boy had become accustomed to the invasion, the demon let his tongue throb inside of the boy's virgin ass. Then with deft strokes, he began tongue fucking the youth as he stroked the boy's hard cock lying between his spread legs. This was a tasty morsel and so willing. He would have this boy. He would corrupt the tender youth and make him his own. But he knew that the size of his demon organ would have to become an acquired taste. The demon grinned. In time, yes, in time. A matter of moments.
Robby laid on the grass and couldn't get the image of one of the muscled men out of his mind. He imagined the big man kneeling next to him stroking his legs and stroking his big muscled dick. Robby had to admit it really turned him on. He had never been so hot in all his 18 years. In his drugged mind, he knew what the muscled man wanted to do and he wanted to try it. Robby even spread his legs.
Damn, he could swear he felt the man's hands holding his ass apart. But that was cool. He just laid there and let his mind trip. It was way cool.
Then he imagined a feeling like he had never felt before. He felt something hot and wet pressing into his ass. Wow! That was killer! It felt good. He opened his legs even more and felt his hard dick slide down between his legs and press against the dirt. Damn, if it didn't feel like someone was jacking him off. But, hey! Just go with it, he thought.
It felt so fucking good that Robby reached his arms above his head and grabbed clumps of grass to hold himself down. He imagined that the muscle man was behind him kissing his ass and even sticking his tongue in it! Wow, Dude, this was intense! But Robby had committed himself to the drug, to the high, to the trip. He knew it was all in his head and he was cool with that. He even pushed his hips up, trying to allow his imaginary lover more access to his virgin butt. What the hell, he thought. It's not really happening and it felt so damn good.
The demon chortled wickedly. The human boy was an easy mark. Just as easy as the young Pharaoh of days gone by had been. Not to mention all those young village boys that he had taken so many, many times.
Malachi withdrew his tongue from the boy's wet, tight ass. It was time. He laid his huge organ on the boy's slippery crack. How sweet this was going to be. But he knew he would have to take it slow, the poor thing, Malachi mused. But his huge organ throbbed on the boy's offering.
The demon nestled his fist sized cock head between the boy's cheeks. Almost lovingly, he stroked the slim hips of the youth as his aching organ pressed against the tiny pink hole.
He applied pressure.
The human man child tensed up and grabbed roughly at the clumps of grass.
Malachi grinned. His cock head eased into the tight virgin orifice.
The boy's mind was reeling, he could tell. Malachi planted more images into his mind as the youth felt the large cock entering into him. He had the boy so hot with the images playing in his mind that Malachi knew that it would just be a matter of time before the young boy's body would accept him. Whether he wanted to or not. It was too late now, young one, Malachi taunted.
He held the boy's slim hips firmly in his clawed hands and eased more of his huge demon cock inside of the boy's ass. The boy's body was tense and his young phallus was hard. Malachi pushed more of his enormous cock inside of the sweet tight ass offered to him. He moaned in satisfaction as the sweet tightness enveloped his huge cock. Malachi's firm grip slid up to the boy's hips and with one mighty shove, he impaled the youth with his mighty greatness. Ahhhhhhhhh. Drool fell on the boy's slim back as he arched up in pain and, Malachi noted, in lust. The human boy's cock was throbbing madly between his legs as the demon took the boy's virginity and held him tightly against his own vile body.
The incubus pulled the boy up by the hips so that his young face was in the dirt and his hips were pressed against his as his demon cock filled the youth. With slow thrusts, Malachi began to fuck the boy. The boy was groaning and delirious with lust and pain as the demon owned him and dominated him. Making him his own.
As the boy became more accustomed to being torn in half by his huge cock, Malachi began thrusting deeper, if that was possible, faster, harder and watched with glee as the young boy's face laid in the dirt with his tender lips pressed against Mother Earth and salvia sliding from his tortured lips. The boy's muscles strained against the demon and the earth as Malachi fucked the boy with long deep strokes, keeping the images of cocks and muscled men firmly planted in the youth's drugged mind.
As Malachi devoured the boy's ass with his huge phallus, he decided this had been worth the wait of the centuries he had endured with no pleasure. He continued to fuck the boy, enjoying every moment and every inch of the sweet young boy's virgin ass. A slave to his demon cock, the boy was arching his hips up and even pushing against the cock, in an attempt to have more of the shaft fill him. The boy was a natural.
With this latest development, Malachi knew that he could not maintain much longer. He began thrusting faster, harder, his hips slapping against the boy's firm rump while his cock pounded away at the hot little ass. He heard the boy start to scream with pent up desire and, looking down between the youth's spread legs, he saw the boy's own hard organ spew forth his young man seed. He held the boy tightly against him and began slamming his huge demon cock into the young ass with deep long strokes. He felt his own demon seed brewing in his long forgotten testicles. He felt his demon seed traversing through his huge organ ready to fill the boy with his foul seed.
The hot semen shot forth and with each stroke into the boy's ass, Malachi released centuries of hot cum into the young, used ass. He held himself deeply inside of the boy as his orgasm rocked his body and the young boy lay on the ground sobbing with abandon at the most intense orgasm he had ever experienced.
As Malachi's long phallus finally finished erupting inside of the boy, he reluctantly pulled it from the boy's sore ass. He gently lowered the boy's heaving body to the ground and floated back to the bushes where he observed the boy lying there used and abandoned in the afternoon sunlight. The demon's cock twitched in satisfaction as he stood in the shadows and watched his young victim roll over and look around himself in wonder and amazement. Malachi had made his conquest. And the human boy, no doubt, had gotten what he had come for.
Now, the demon wondered. Should he follow this one and take him again and again or convert him to fulfill his evil wishes and assist him to find others that Malachi could enjoy at his leisure. His reign of debauchery was just beginning for the hapless human male population in the new millenium.
Robby sat up naked on the ground, bleary eyed and looked around himself in wonder. Whoa, Dude! That was awesome! He had never had such an intense jack off session. And now he could imagine what it felt like to be fucked like a girl. He rubbed his sore, contented ass as he stood up in his private little clearing.
He couldn't believe how great he felt. That was in-fucking-credible! He now realized that he had discovered what he had been longing for. Now he wanted to try it for real. From nowhere, an image came into his mind. Yeah, he thought to himself, I could join the gym in town and be around all those muscled men and their big dicks. Maybe, just maybe, he could even figure out a way to get one of them to fuck his tight butt. For real this time!