Date: Sun, 23 Jun 2013 14:12:31 +0100
From: Nell Bas <helledon12@gmail.com>
Subject: my boyfriend the sex demon 10

Happy reading!

			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.'

...

End of chapter 10