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THE MORNING STAR
This story is dedicated to all of us who crave the one we can't truly have, and Helena for believing in me.
Halloween was always his favorite time of year. This year it was a heartbreaking time for Owen. He had just been dumped by his boyfriend and nothing seemed to get him out of the funk.
Luckily his best friend, Clayton, had a plan to help him get over the boy who broke his heart. They had been best friends since Middle School and now they were both in their Junior Year of college. Clay was the hunky athletic type while Owen was the smart one.
Clay had taught Owen how to work out and build some muscle while Owen had helped Clay with all of his increasingly difficult homework. They shared an apartment off campus and had since their Freshman year. Both of their families came from money and college was more of a rite of passage than a gateway to a career. They would both inherit their family businesses, but they were enjoying their youth.
"This is stupid, Clay. We're twenty-one now, not thirteen." Owen said as he sat on his best friends bed facing him with a Ouija board between them.
"Shut up dude. My grandmother always swore by these things."
"She also wound up in an insane asylum." Owen reminded him. Clay gave him that killer smile. The same one that he had used on girls and often won them over with it. It even worked on Owen as well. If the truth were known Owen would worship the ground that Clay walked on, but they were such good friends now it all faded into the background.
"Granny is special."
"Touched some might say." Owen flashed him a grin of his own.
"Look, I even found this incantation online. It's in real Latin...I think." Clay's eyes flashed up to his. If either of them knew Latin it would be Owen. He took the paper Clay had printed out and read it.
"Yes, this is official Latin." He said which made Clay smile even wider. If it had been another time it would have made Owen's heart jump, but not in this world. "Clay, I appreciate what you're trying to do. I'm just not sure that I'm in a spooky mood tonight."
All Owen really wanted to do was go take a hot shower and drink a little too much before passing out and waking up in November. Let this horrible Halloween pass by without a memory. However, that would not be the case.
"Just humor me." Clay said sliding off his bed and walking over to flip the lights off. He lid some candles around the room and even Owen had to admit it did have a romantic theme. Maybe he could lose himself in a fantasy after all. One of those things he would never -- never ever -- tell his straight best friend about. Clay would kill him, or at least never speak to him again, if he knew some of the fantasies that had played out in Owen's mind.
"What is this spell supposed to do anyway? Your grandmother will kill both of us if we sell our souls or something."
"Oh shut up." Clay laughed climbing back on the bed. His black t-shirt looked even better in the candlelight. "That kind of thing only happens in the movies. Here, drink this." He extended a small glass to Owen.
"Oh, complete with magic potion?" He laughed.
"Well, it's vodka, so kinda." Clay smiled as he took his own glass and they clinked them together. After the third shot Owen did feel a lot better. He was able to push the breakup out of his mind and focus on his Adonis best friend. "Okay, ready?" Clay's eyes were aglow when he grabbed both of their glasses and sat them down.
"Yeah, let's do this." Owen said feeling more playful. They both placed their fingertips on the Ouija board and began the spell. The Latin flowed out of both of them and the planchette moved. "Did you do that?"
"Shut up. You moved it." Clay said. His face went stone in front of him when they both removed their fingertips and the small triangular piece moved without either of them touching it.
The room around them grew hot. Very hot. A rush of warm air spun the room and all of the candles blacked out at once. Then the night grew even darker. The moonlight was gone, no stars or outside streetlights reached them any longer.
"Clay?" Owen asked into the darkness.
"Yeah? Are you seeing this?"
"No. I can't see anything." Owen said reaching out. He touched something hard and warm. Muscle. Bare skin. "Clay, is that you?"
"No." A deep thunderous roar echoed around the room. He jerked his hand away and took a step back into the blackness. The room was now cold and had a damp, musty smell.
"What the hell was that?" Clay's voice sounded further away.
"Me." The thunder rumbled again and then fire shot around the room as torches lit up surrounding them from their sconces on the wall. It blinded Owen for just a moment. When he opened his eyes again they were no longer in their apartment. He looked around at the stone walls and wooden beams across the ceiling. The tapestries on the wall were blood red with gold emblems like he had never seen before.
Owen looked around and finally found Clay almost twenty feet away where he stood. He reached up for one of the tapestries and lightly stroked his hand down it. The fire flickered around them as the fabric rustled in his hand. "Where the hell are we, Clay?"
"I can't believe it worked."
"Clayton!" Owen shouted and his voice echoed off the stone walls. "What the hell is going on?"
"You summoned me." The thunder roared once again and they both turned to see the man laying on the biggest bed either of them had ever seen nearly a hundred feet away.
"Who are you?" Owen asked taking a step back. Clay walked up behind him and they stood shoulder to shoulder as the man stared back at them.
"You summoned me without knowing who I am?" The man's voice was so deep it sounded fake. Almost...
"No." Owen gasped and turned to Clay who was still staring at the man. "Clayton tell me you didn't do this."
Clay ignored him and took steps toward the stranger. "So you're really a...a demon?"
The man rolled his eyes and kicked his legs off the bed. When he stood up he was taller than either one of them. A lot taller. His stride was wide enough that it closed the distance between them in only a few steps. "I prefer Incubus. Demons are inferior."
"Where are we?" Clay asked taking a step back to look up at the demon.
"You summoned me, didn't you think I would answer?" The Incubus picked up a large goblet and poured dark liquid into it before bringing it up to his lips as his dark eyes narrowed on them. As he drank the black eyes began to glow red around the edges like coal burning hot in a fire.
"I thought you would come to us." Clay said pulling Owen behind him in a protective stance. It did not go unnoticed by those dark eyes.
The demon drank again and watched them carefully before answering. "I have been imprisoned here by ancient magic. I cannot leave without a sacrosanct magic. The kind of magic one only finds with a lover. My lover has long been dead and rises with the sun every morning. I watch from my prison, but can never touch her again."
The sonorous demonic thunder took a melancholy turn. Owen's heart felt the same way. "I have lost someone too."
"It is a pain like no other. The summoning magic you spoke still worked, but it is not stronger than what binds me here, so it reversed. Magic is not so simple, you should be careful when you wield it, humans."
"The veil between our world and yours is thinnest on All Hallow's Eve, my grandmother has always spoken of magic. I know the stories, the tales, and the rituals." Clay spoke boldly and took a step toward the demon as it drank again. "My friend's heart is broken and we need your help."
"I am an Incubus. I know what magic you seek, human."
"What is he talking about, Clay?" Owen asked as the demon moved back toward the bed with cat-like movements. Dark tan skin was pulled tight over large muscles that were mouthwatering.
"I can't believe it worked." Clay said looking at the demon. Was that desire Owen saw in his eyes?
"Clayton! What is he talking about?"
"How does this w-work?" Clay ignored Owen, but kept his stance separating the two. "What does it cost?"
The Incubus sized both of them up and smiled a horrible grin at them. "Don't worry. You two are rather beautiful. I will not take what you don't willingly give. For an Incubus I'm quite the gentleman."
"You must speak truth, I command it." Clay said, but nothing changed.
"Only truth." The demon shrugged as he sat back down on the bed. The movements again were stalking and feline. He looked ready to pounce on both of them. Would that be so bad? "You'd be doing me a favor. I am weak and need nourishment. Demons feed on fear, but superior beings like myself crave something more. Something sweeter." He licked his lips as he stared back at them.
"Clayton." Owen finally said grabbing his best friend's shoulders and turned him to stare into his eyes. "What the hell is going on?"
"I got him for you, O. You need to get over Bryan, and he's an expert at this." Clay said glancing back over at the demon.
"I'm happy to entertain two." The demon said and took another drink emptying the goblet. Owen didn't want to think about what was inside the cup that was now swimming in the belly of a monster. "I think you'll find my skills to be easily partaken by both of you."
For the first time since they had been transported to some wild alternate universe Clay flinched. The thought of what actually might happen between the three of them had never occurred until that moment.
"Both of us?" Clay said turning to face the monster again.
"Surely you two have thought of each other before? You're both beautiful." The thunder slowly seduced the friends. "I can feel it from both of you. Desire."
Owen stared at his best friend as he looked back at him. His eyes were lustful and embarrassed. His best friend. His straight friend! Or so he thought.
"Wait. Is that true, Clay? You...You've thought of me like...that?"
"Dude, you're hot. I can't help it." Clay admitted with rose stained cheeks.
"You humans are so predictable. Everyone fucks everyone." The Incubus said standing watching them carefully. He stood back up and walked over to them. "It is so much easier if you just give in and enjoy pleasure."
The demon was only in a loin cloth, barely enough to hide anything. Nothing left to the imagination now. His arousal was obvious as he crossed the chamber and stood between the friends. The air thickened with the scent of burning spices as his red eyes devoured both of them.
"You really think I'm hot?" Owen whispered staring back at the man he had loved for longer than he dared to consider. It was like a wild nightmare that he couldn't wake up from.
"You're both beautiful." The demonic voice was now smooth and seductive. A thick river of lust that carried them toward the forbidden inevitable ocean of pleasure they both sought. "Variety is what adds to life, spice and all."
Long fingers stroked up the sides of their arms as the demon reached for them. With a wave of his hand their shirts ripped away. Owen gasped feeling exposed, but enjoyed the view of his best friend standing there in only a pair of jeans that hugged his thighs perfectly.
Clay reached out and placed his palm on Owen's chest. Their eyes met and he saw his straight friend smile. "I can feel your heart racing, O."
"Kiss each other." The thunder rolled. Neither one of them could break away. Lust and need pulled them in and for the first time in their lives they kissed. Clay's mouth covered his and their chests came together like powerful mountains meeting after an eternity of racing toward each other. Clay cradled the back of his head in a tender embrace as he licked along Owen's lips. He parted letting him enter and Clay gave a soft moan. Mint and spice filled Owen's senses as the two friends crossed the line they would never return from.
"You're very good at that." Owen gasped when he had to pull away. The need for air was too great as his head swam.
"My turn." The demon said and pulled Owen's face up as he dipped down and covered his mouth again. This time Clay moved in and kissed the side of his neck and Owen had to hold on tightly to him to keep from falling. His legs gave way when he lightly sucked at the tender flesh and the demon swallowed his moans.
Three powerful muscle bodies moved together until they were all back on the bed. Clay pushed his jeans off and pulled Owen's away as the demon kissed him deeper. Owen laid on his back as Clay stood next to the bed between his thick thighs. When the Incubus released the kiss he stared up at his friend.
They both drank in the sight of each other's body. The air in the room sizzled with lustful anticipation and Owen knew he didn't want to resist it any longer. They watched each other as the demon reached between both of them and wrapped their cocks together in his fists.
The electric spark shook through all of them as he began stroking them together in one tight sleeve. Clay's hands rested on Owen's thighs as he stretched them wider for his friend. Their balls bounced together when the Incubus increased his speed. Precum covered their cocks now as they stared into each other's eyes.
The demon turned to look at Clay deeply. Their faces moved closer. He stroked them faster as Owen watched helpless to stop it as the demon moved. His best friend gave into desire and buried his fingers in the long raven hair of the monster as their mouths met. His jaw dropped open as his straight best friend kissed the soulless demon. A man. It was different watching what had just happened between the two of them. Somehow hotter.
"Ugh." Clay moaned into the kiss as the sleeve around both of their cocks tightened. He gripped them and stroked in moving circles now. Warm wet friction taking over as Clay began to thrust against Owen even harder.
Owen ran his hand up his friend's furry chest and felt the power beneath his sweaty flesh now. They both raced closer to orgasm. Both craved what they never imagined.
But then he was gone.
The tight sleeve released both of them and two cocks throbbed reaching for each other. They pulsed, but the orgasm washed away unable to be fulfilled. Their eyes met as the spell broke. Clay looked away biting his bottom lip. Owen felt his heart break in soft pieces.
"Clay." He called out when his friend stepped away. The demon laid back on the bed grinning at what he had done. "You're evil."
"I only awakened what was inside of you both." He said licking his long fingers where precum stained them. "It feels good to be alive again." His red eyes burned hot again. Fire coals sizzled as he stared back at him.
"Owen." Clay said across the room pulling him back to his best friend. "I am so sorry." He stood at the one window in the chamber as moonlight now bathed him. His naked body was beautiful standing there outlined in darkness. Deep demonic darkness. He was the one beacon of light now in Owen's life.
"There is nothing to apologize for, Clay." He said moving right in front of him now, both of them forgetting the demon who now stroked himself watching the friends. "I love you, Clay."
"I love you too, O." Clay said pulling him into a kiss. "I always have." They kissed again and their bodies melted together. The magic of true love surrounded them as they drank from each other.
Owen slid to his knees as Clay gripped the stone's edge of windowsill. Their eyes met and desire took over. He reached up and took his best friend's cock in his hand and slowly stroked him. The demon growled in hunger as he stroked Clay's cock and it roared back to life.
He leaned in and never broke eye contact as he opened his mouth. His tongue slowly slid out and inched toward the cock he had always craved. Clay held his breath as Owen grew closer and closer. A pin could have dropped and it would have sounded louder than the thunderous voice of the Incubus watching them at that moment.
Blood raced through Owen's veins. Adrenaline, lust, anticipation, and love all coursed through him as he ached to take that next step scared of what would happen. Clay's eyes softened and he knew it was true love.
The first contact was a whisper. Barely a touch of his tongue against the blunt head of his best friend's cock. There was no coming back from this as they stared at each other. His tongue lightly swirled around Clay's cockhead and the precum spurted onto his tongue.
"Oh God." Clay moaned when Owen closed his lips around the thick head and his strokes only covered the shaft now. Warm wet velvet moved around his thick cock and the pleasure was too much for him to stand. He threw his head back bathed again in the moonlight and growled.
Owen took that only as encouragement and went further. Deeper. Swallowing his best friend in a calculated steady movement. Too much too quick and he would scare him off. It would be over before it began. Too little too soft and he knew it would not be pleasurable. That was not what either of them wanted.
Desire gripped him deep in his belly when Clay's hands came up to his head and tangled in his hair. He felt him thrust his hips wanting more. Owen gave into the need and swallowed again. He took him deeper than before, but Clay didn't stop. He kept pushing until Owen felt his balls on his chin.
"Fuck. Swallow it all buddy." Clay panted above him. Tears made everything blurry from the size of it, but he still looked up to see the cloudy smile of his best friend. His hips moved now as he found a rhythm of almost uninterrupted thrusts. His precum tasted sweeter than any he had ever had before. Nectar from the gods, from the pits of hell. He loved it all.
Clay pulled away causing Owen to gasp. He blinked and the tears softly rolled down his cheek. "Fuck."
"You're so fucking good at that." Clay said panting. His cock throbbed and bounced between them and Owen licked his lips. But then the second cock appeared when the demon joined them again.
"My turn." He growled and Owen needed no further invitation. He gripped both cocks in his fists and stroked as the man and monster above him wrapped their arms around each other and kissed. His own dick throbbed watching that, but the demon's cock called to him.
He was bigger than Clay. A lot bigger. That was saying something because Clay was the biggest Owen had ever sucked...until now. He opened his mouth and let his tongue snake around the dark tip. His cock throbbed harder when a large hand cupped the back of his head. Clay was pushing him down onto the demon as he watched. "Fuck yeah, baby. Suck that big dick."
A new resurgence of lust bolted through Owen wanting to make his new lover proud. His best friend had never looked at him like that. He tightened his grip on Clay's cock and took the demon into his throat. The beast roared above him, but the show was for Clay.
The cock in his mouth jumped and he took more. Owen opened his mouth and the Incubus thrust harder and faster now. He fucked into his throat and the thunderous roared cracked like a whip as he threw his head back and the blood red eyes closed in deep ecstasy.
Owen felt Clay move behind him. He let himself be pulled into a doggy position as the monster assaulted his throat better than he'd ever felt before. Something that big should not be able to fit into one single throat. The laws of physics did not seem possible as he continued to use his mouth like a toy. It was enough distraction that Owen barely felt the cold liquid on his hole.
But then Clay pushed inside, and that burn could never go unnoticed. Owen ripped his throat off the monstrous cock and howled. "FUUUUUUUUUCK!"
"Sorry, buddy. This ass is just too good to pass up."
"Easy Clay. Fuck, you're huge!"
"You're not done." Thunder sounded above him as the demon pulled him back onto his cock and the two men found a rhythm with Owen's body that he would never forget.
"Fuck, O! Your ass! Amazing!" Clay said as he pushed completely inside and held it as deep as he could go. Owen felt himself stretching to try and take everything his best friend gave. The demon followed suit and pushed deep until Owen was bursting at his seams. "OH GOD!"
"Not quite." The demon chuckled but Owen was too lost for humor.
"Fuck yeah!" Clay roared throwing his head back when Owen tightened and started fucking himself back onto his best friend's cock. This might be the only time he ever had to take it and he would need this to be remember for the rest of his life. "Fuck yourself on my dick. Fuck! If I'd have known this I'd have fucked you years ago!"
The words drove Owen wild. Clay was hitting that spot deep inside of him that guaranteed an orgasm would happen soon. When he gripped his hips even tighter and started power fucking him Owen lost his fucking mind.
He howled and groaned all over the demonic cock fucking his throat trying to keep up with both of them. It was the wildest and most intense fuck of his life. Two huge cocks using his body at both ends made him happier than he could ever remember being.
He loved the feeling, but he loved the man behind him even more. His thrusts increased and the angle changed when Clay got on his feet and fucked him in a crouched squat. The muscular power was too much. He couldn't take it. Couldn't stand it. Couldn't stop it.
"FUUUUUUUUUUUCK!" Owen howled ripping his throat off the demon dick. Cum splashed on the floor underneath him as he came completely hands free. Something he had never been able to do before with anyone.
"Oh shit. Yes! Cum for me baby. God that makes your hole even tighter, O." Clay said and then pulled him up so his chest covered his back. Owen turned his face just in time for Clay to capture him in a deep kiss. A kiss that meant more than just pleasure. His heart throbbed just as hard as his cock did in that moment.
Owen's entire world tilted when the demon stood in front of them now. He stared with huge eyes as his straight best friend licked his lips seeing the cock in front of their faces. Inside of Owen Clay's cock throbbed as he leaned forward and gave his first tentative lick.
"Good boys." The demon thundered above them. Both of his hands came down on each of their heads and he began to thrust between their mouths as they licked the precum covered head. Owen's cock never went soft watching Clay lick his first dick. It was so much, but he thanked whatever god there was in the universe that he was able to share this moment with him.
"Owen."
"Oh fuck, Clay." He moaned feeling him thicken inside his ass again.
"Here it comes boys!" The demon roared and thick cum shot out of the dark, pulsing cock between them. The first shot landed across Clay's face from chin to eyebrow. That alone made Owen thrust back onto him.
The second spurt hit Clay right in the open mouth. Owen became selfish not wanting to miss an opportunity and grabbed the shooting cock and angled it at his own mouth as he looked up into the glowing embers of blood eyes and drank the demonic seed.
"FUCK!" Clay roared and thickened. Owen felt heat fire through him as the warm sensation of his best friend cumming deep inside of him took over.
He drank the demon completely until he collapsed in a heap of muscle and sweat in front of him. Clay rode his own orgasm out completely filling Owen to the brim.
The two new lovers kissed again cleaning cum from each other until it was all gone and they fell to the cold stone floor. Owen's heart nearly ruptured when Clay pulled him in tight and held him in a lover's embrace.
The magic of true love swirled into the room again when they looked into each other's eyes. It lifted their exhausted bodies up and laid them into the bed that was made for them. Clay kissed Owen deep on the lips. Not rushed or hurried, but soft and loving.
Owen almost cried when Clay pulled back and stared at him. Powerful electricity sizzled through both of them as their hearts twined together. "Happy Halloween."
"The best Halloween ever." Owen smiled and curled into Clay's thick arms once again. He pulled the covers up over them as daylight began to break through the window.
They watched as the Incubus finally climbed to his feet and looked down at them. "Thank you. True love broke my curse, and I don't know how to repay you."
"What do you mean?" Owen asked looking at his darker lover.
"I can return to my love." The demon said looking out the window and seeing the sun begin to rise. "She waits for me in the morning sky."
Magic swirled around the Incubus and carried him up and away. The two young lovers watched until he became only a speck of shining light in the distance. He raced toward the brightest star still shining as the sun began to dominate the sky just before peeking over the mountains in the distance.
Owen felt his heart swell as the point of light found another. Two eternal lovers suspended in the heavens.
When he turned back Clay smiled at him. "I love you so much, Owen. You're mine forever now."
"Forever." Owen whispered laying back down into his arms as slumber carried them back to their apartment and the next day they both woke up just before the sun rose. Owen couldn't keep the smile off his face when he looked out the window -- their window -- and saw The Morning Star.
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