Date: Wed, 2 Nov 2011 08:09:05 -0400
From: Idicaii Faenya <idicaii@hotmail.com>
Subject: Incubus Desires: Chapter I

                       Incubus Desires

                     Chapter I - "I C U"


               "Cast from heaven, amongst the
                         fallen am I
                Wings clipped, unable to fly.
                       A demon cursed
             in lust and arrogance well versed"

                    Paul Williams c 2005


     Feathery blonde hair, so soft and sweet, like the wings
of an angel framing his perfect face.  And just a tuft
beneath kissable lips, was it a missed spot during shaving
this morning or an intentional "soul patch"?  A smile like
the sun, lips unable to remain closed because the joy inside
him forces him to beam, pearl white teeth perfect behind
moist lips.  And as he turns his head, just a bit, and our
eyes meet for the briefest of instants..

     "And what is your opinion on the matter Mr. Markinson?"
came the gruff voice, accompanied by the swift and painful
kick to my shin under the table.  My first pained and angry
look was for Macy Katz, sitting right next to me and looking
innocent and intent at the professor at the front of the
class.  But there was no doubting it was HER booted toe that
kicked me!  Kicked me and brought me out of my daydream.
     "Uhm. I think that. well, it's pretty obvious isn't
it.?" I stammered as professor Crown and the rest of the
class all gazed at my obvious ignorance.  I decided to take
a stab at an answer "Shouldn't they just mind their own
business?  I mean, just leave them alone and let them live
their own lives."

     The professor was NOT amused. "I'm sure the Jews in the
concentration camps would disagree with you on that one.
Now does anyone WHO IS PAYING ATTENTION, have an example of
another group of people, like the Jews, who were singled out
for being different?"

     Macy whispered in my ear as the professor turned to
another student "Ohh, so smooth."

     I whispered back "Like butter." and smiled.

     "In a microwave maybe!" she giggled.

     My heart stopped beating at that instant because for
just a moment Toby Brown, my blonde Adonis, flashed me
another smile and shared another micro-momentary eye contact
with me.  Then he was facing back to the professor and
actually listening to the lecture.  I was suddenly in a cold
sweat of panic.  Was I just FLIRTING?  I mean seriously?
Flirting with a. a. a. someone I shouldn't be flirting with!

     I'm NOT gay!  I mean, I don't have any problems with
gay people or anything, but I've never, NEVER done anything
with a guy before!  Not that I've done anything with a girl
before either. but Macy and I played spin the bottle once
and I kissed her and I suppose it wasn't so bad.  But I've
NEVER done anything with a guy!  And you CAN'T be gay if you
haven't at lease DONE something right?

     If I've learned anything as a second year student at
Sinclair Community College it's that if you HATED your
classes in high school, then you're in for a world of hurt
once you get into college!  Teachers here don't put the same
pressure on you to complete assignments or keep up your
grades, they actually expect you to be all "ADULT" about it
and focus on the work yourself.  Makes a slacker like me
have a really tough time to keep up!

     "Ok, check the class web page later today for group
assignments and topics, I want outlines first thing next
week for approval then you can get started on your research
papers together.  Have a good weekend!" and that was that,
professor Crown actually had his briefcase packed and was
out the door before the rest of us!  No late nights for him
I guess!

     Everyone began filing out of the room and checking cell
phones, black berries, iWhatevers and popping ear phones in
their heads.  I forced myself to swallow as I slowly packed
my bag and stole a few glances in Toby's direction as he
chatted with his friends while walking out.

     "Oooh Jace, you're soooo subtle, if only I had a
rainbow scarf to tie around your neck!" Macy whispered as
she goosed my ass to get me moving out of the room.

     I must have blushed ten shades of red because I
immediately found the floor; the chalkboard; the wall clock;
anything more interesting to look at then Toby.  "What?  I
was up late last night playing video games and just drifted
off during class, that's all!"

     She ran one hand through my shaggy brown hair tickling
my scalp "Funny how you always `drift off' in the direction
of one Mr. Tobias Brown.".

     "Stop!" I angrily whispered to her "He may hear you!
After all. I'm not."

     "Yeah, yeah, so you keep telling me." She gestured
rudely at her crotch "Open for business if you want to prove
me wrong?"

     "Stop it!!  You're like my sister or something!" Toby
went left down the hall and we went right.  Something in my
chest ached to see him go, but at the same time I felt like
I was burning up with fever.  "I can't even begin to think
of you like that!" I told her.

     Macy nibbled on my ear lobe as we walked "That
particular direction of thought pertains only to the street
you're driving on."

     "Huh?  What?" I asked, pulling my ear away from her and
looking at her utterly confused.

     "Exactly my point."  She shifted her books in her arm
to check her cell phone "So what're we doing this weekend?
Did you decide about going to the haunted cave with me or
not?"

     I shuffled my shoulders, as we walked "I don't know. I
think dad's gone on another business trip, this time to
Chicago or Toledo or someplace.  I gotta get my laundry done
sometime too."  I pulled out my wallet and opened it to see
the cobwebs inside "Bottom line is no cashola."

     Macy rolled her eyes "Good god!  You're still working
at that stupid grocery store aren't you?  What do you spend
all your money on anyway?  Sex toys?" she laughed.

     I gave her a nasty look "Yeah, I have a collection
displayed on my bedroom shelf."  Putting away the empty
wallet I shrugged "I don't know. it just disappears."

     We exited the school and made it to our cars.  Mine's a
'96 Jeep Wrangler, red with black accents.  A sweet ride!
Macy drove a pearl white Ford Escort, all new and nice.  I'd
still take my jeep any day!

     "See if you can do your mom's laundry too or clean the
toilets or something, I bet you could sweet talk her into
giving you some dough!"  She started up her car "I'd pay for
you, but I just paid for those Lady GaGa tickets and it's
YOUR turn to treat me boy-toy!"

     "I thought boy-toy's were supposed to get paid in sex?"
I laughed.

     Again with the rude crotch gesture "Any time cutie.
always open for business for you!"

     I suppressed a shiver of disgust as Macy started her
car and drove off.  God. what was wrong with me?  Was I.?  I
mean. it's not possible!  Dad would be BEYOND pissed!  And
my sister and her husband?  Hellfire and Brimstone for sure!
I could see the billboards now "Jace Markinson, Sexual
Deviant!  Bound for HELL!"  Macy and I were friends, best
friends.  We'd always done everything together but it had
never felt like "dating" really.  Just two people who tell
everything to each other and spend all their free time
together.

     Come to think of it. other then a few guys in high
school I can't remember Macy dating other guys that much.
Ok. maybe not beyond the second or third date.  It seems
once things started to get serious for her she dumped the
guy, usually returning to tell me about some wild sexual
exploits they'd had together or something.  And as much as
she's pushed over the years I've never so much as tried to
touch her boobs.  I consider myself too much of a gentleman
for that. yeah RIGHT!  I can't even convince MYSELF of that
one!



     I pulled into the drive at home and parked off to the
side of the house, leaving the garage open for mom and dad's
cars.  It totally sucked still living at home, but it was a
stretch just to afford community college, living away from
home would have been impossible.

     My dad's a real piece of work.  Mr. "Manly Man" who
thinks he's god's gift to the world and the rest of us are
just his toilet paper to wipe his ass when he needs us.  The
only plus side is that he's in the sales business, selling
parts to auto manufacturers all across the USA.  That meant
he wasn't home much to bitch at mom and I.  And strangely
his bitch sessions have always just been towards mom and I,
never my older sister Corrine.  She was always his precious
little teacup.  Corrine's married now, to the youth pastor
at the local First Baptist Church.  He's a real piece of
work too, Mr. High and Mighty even gives dad a run for his
money on the creep scale!

     I went in through the garage and both cars were gone.
I had thought dad had said he was leaving today, so he must
have already left.  Good riddance!  Mom must be at the store
or something.  Anyway, I had the house to myself for a
while.

     I tossed my books on the bed in my room as I hit the
power button on my laptop.  My room looked like a week long
frat party had exploded in here, but unfortunately my social
life wasn't nearly that active.  The mess was all me, I just
didn't really care to clean it up.  I knew where to find
everything, under which pile and behind what pizza box.
Well. except for that that hamster I had in the 8th grade.
poor Willy hadn't been exactly happy to see me once I dug
out his cage after several weeks of it being buried.

     I sunk into my desk chair and logged into my laptop.
My mind had already been racing ever since I realized I had
the house to myself.  Being a 21-year-old male without a
girlfriend and living with your parents leaves some
powerful. needs, unmet.  I had to adjust my jeans just from
thinking about going online and surfing for porn.

     "black cats", "scoobie doo", "haunted houses", and
"real steel" were all the first topics I searched for.  Why?
Because some lingering guilt kept me from doing what I
REALLY wanted to be doing right now.  But I was also keenly
aware that mom would probably be home from the store in less
than an hour, so if I wanted to do this, I had better get
started.

     "Gay chat" I typed in and my hands shook as I finally
got up the courage to hit the enter key.  It didn't MEAN I
was "gay", just that I was curious what, if anything, the
Internet might know about the topic.  Oh yeah. my power of
self-deception is astonishing!

     I clicked on the first link for a chat site that came
highly recommended.  I had to create an account and decided
on calling myself "juss-Kurious", yeah I'm so witty.

     It wasn't long before a chat box popped up from someone
named "hear4u".  I had high hopes for his name.   "Hey, whas
up?" he asked.

     Nervously I typed "Na much, you?"

     "What are u kurious about?  I bet I can help." He
responded.  I just bet he can, the perv!

     Still, I pushed on "I'm doing research for school, how
do you know if ur gay?"  Yeah, that lie would fool just
about anyone.

     A few moments passed and he finally responded, "It's a
process, sometimes takes years to come out of the closet,
sometimes you just know instantly."  Another long pause, I
was just about to respond again when another chat line came
up from him "Do you have ICU software?"

     I knew about the software, it's a video chat software I
used with my German pen pal a few years back.  I still had
it installed.  "Yeah, why?"

     "I'll send you an invite, open if you like." And true
to his word a little dialogue box came up asking me to
accept his call.  Nervously I clicked the "accept" button.

     The view that came on screen was of a buff man,
shirtless with a dark black trail of hair leading down to a
pair of boxers and a fairly full covering of dark chest
hair.  He had the camera angled in such a way that I
couldn't see his face, but got a clear view of his chest
down to his crotch.

     My mouth must have hung open for a while and my hands
didn't move on the keyboard.  Suddenly I heard hear4u's
voice over my computer speakers "Close your mouth Sinclair,
flies will land in there!" he laughed.

     Sinclair?  What the fuck?  I looked at the small box in
the corn of the screen showing my image, which I was
broadcasting to him and saw clearly my college sweatshirt
with "Sinclair" blasted across the front of my chest.  In
one un-smooth move I yanked the sweatshirt off, it pulled my
t-shirt off at the same time leaving me naked from the waist
up like the guy on the screen was.  I couldn't believe what
an idiot I was for letting him know what school I went to!
I might as well give him my address and social security
number too!  I'm a dumbass!

     "Nice abs!  You work out!" the guy calling himself
"hear" complimented me, and I blushed.

     "Uh. you look great too!"  I adjusted my laptop screen
so all he could see of me was my cropped off head like he
was doing.  I was SO never doing this again, I was nervous
as hell!

     He began to rub his hand over his abs and over the top
of his boxers "Chillax, we're just having a little fun.
It's no big deal.  So tell me Mr. Kurious, you still
interested?" as he ran one finger inside the band of his
shorts pulling them just an inch or so down and exposing
more of that dark treasure trail.

     I swallowed hard and felt my own cock strain in my
jeans.  I was breathing heavy and didn't even realize my own
hand was moving over my jeans.  Without thinking I answered
"Yeah. definitely."

     Hear4u stood and turned around in front of his camera
showing a full shot of his plaid boxers from behind.  Then
in one slow motion he pulled them down revealing a tight,
firm, round ass covered in a very light fuzz of dark hair.
I thought I was going to cum right then and there and could
feel the moist precum on the fly of my jeans.  I must have
mumbled something incomprehensible because Hear4u laughed
and turned back around to sit in his seat.  "I take that as
a compliment, you must like what you see?"

     He settled in and began stroking the biggest, thickest
cut cock I've ever seen.  Hairy balls hung in his nest of
dark black hair and his other hand pulled and massaged them
as he displayed his endowment for me.
     "So when you gonna let me see that monster of yours?  I
bet he's dying to come out and play?" he asked.

     Nervously I choked out "Oh. yeah, ok." as shaking hands
began to unbuckle my belt, unsnap my jeans and quickly pull
down my zipper.

     "Slow. slow, this isn't a race!  This your first time
doing this?" Hear4u asked.

     "Is it that obvious?" I moaned.  I slowed down and
pushed my jeans down to my knees.  I kept my briefs on even
though there was an obvious dark stain of pre-cum and the
outline of my hard on was plain to see.

     Hear4u's voice softened as he slowly stroked his dick
"It's cool, you can't get much `safer sex' then this.  It's
a great way to get off even if you don't know if this is
what you want in real life or not.  Hell, I've got a
girlfriend asleep in the other room and she has no idea I do
this!"

     That made me feel better and my breathing slowed.  My
eyes never left his bulging cock though as I watched his
hand slowly stroke it.  He took one finger to the tip of his
dick and came away with a drop of his own pre-cum and lifted
it up off screen where he obviously was tasting it "Oh. I
wish this was yours, you look like you've got a geyser going
on there!"

     "Yeah, kinda I guess." I said looking at my now soaked
briefs.  Might as well go the rest of the way. what have I
got to lose?  Slipping my thumbs under the waistband I
pushed my underwear down to my knees with my jeans.  My rock
hard dick flopped and seemed to grow and stretch now that
it'd been released from confinement.  I was about seven
inches or so, cut and not nearly as thick or meaty as the
guy on the screen.

     "Niiiice!" came his voice "I could definitely suck that
meat down!  Juicy!"

     I blushed again not knowing how to react and my hand
instinctively began to slowly touch and stroke my dick.  My
eyes were all for the screen, and watching the guy online do
the same, only with bigger and better equipment.  "God
you're amazing." I said.

     He stroked his meat hard, making his purple cockhead
grow and displayed it close for the camera "Still `Kurious'
or do you know what you like yet?" he asked seductively.

     The voice that came out of me didn't sound like me at
all; maybe it was the heat of the moment or some long
repressed desire.  But I was burning up with need and want.
"I've always known. I just tried to deny it, but seeing you,
seeing that big hard cock in your hands.  I know all I want
is to feel your body, run my hands over your muscles,
through your chest hair, wrap my fingers over that rock hard
piece of man meat you have. oh, I definitely know what I
want right now!"

     We were both really breathing fast now, and pumping
just as quickly.  It seemed like our strokes were
synchronized like some swim team and we were both aiming for
the same goal, which we were!

     Sweat beaded on his stomach and chest and matted his
dark chest hair to his solid muscles.  Hear4u's voice was
raspy now; less controlled "Damn, for your first time you
certainly got the hang of this fast!"

     I smiled and thrust up with my hips slightly "You want
to feel this?  Feel it ramming up your ass?  I'd fuck you so
hard it'd make you beg me to stop and never stop all at the
same time!  You feel that tingle in your hole?  That's my
cock wanting inside. you open that hole for me and I'll show
you just how `Kurious' I really am!"

     He was pumping his hips like crazy now; stroking so
fast the camera could barely keep up and showed him in
almost stop motion jerks as he masturbated.  "Oh fuck yes!
God damn I want you inside me!  I CAN feel you up against my
hole, I want you inside me so bad. so. baaaaoooooooh!" he
came then, his cock exploding up onto his chest, a few
droplets splattering the computer screen and camera making
his image fuzzy.

     It wasn't even a second later my own needs overpowered
me and I exploded myself.  I felt long hot streams of jizz
shooting up onto my upper chest and shoulder as I screamed
out "Yesssss!"

     The door to my room had been half open so I'd hear if
the garage doors opened, and now suddenly my door flew open
and slammed hard against the wall.  "What the HELL do you
think you're doing you fucking FAGGOT!!!"


     To be continued.