Inccubus

A common day in Wisconsin, snow lightly covered the ground and the roads were slick with ice. In front of a average looking house on a normal looking street lived a 19 year old boy who lived a generally normal life except for the fact he dabbled in the occult. It’s not that he didn’t believe in god, he just believed that there were demons. Demons that could be controlled with the right spell and incantation.
Dalton, for that was the kids name, thought he had finally found the right book, the cover was bound in what appeared leather (not sure if it was animal or human). The entire book was filled with faded letterings, what appeared to be Latin. A few of the incantations were too faded to physically reproduce but some of the spells were perfectly legible.
Being the 19 year old boy he was, all that Dalton could think of was sex…sex, sex, sex. If his cock wasn’t hard then he…he…well he was in a constant state of arousal and his cock was never soft. He masturbated at least 2 times a day, whether it be at school or in his room he jerked his meat when he felt the need. His 7.5 inch cock was surrounded by a dark curly bush of pubic hair that he kept in a small patch. He was never super fit, but never really fat either, just a skinny enough to attract some attention from the fairer sex.
Well he was finally alone, it was time to cast the incantation. The spell he has been looking at for weeks now has been one to bind a succubus to his will, all he needed was chalk (for the circle), candles, and some sexual fluids. He used his own cum, instead of vaginal fluid (if he was getting pussy he wouldn’t need the succubus would he?). He started the chanting and the finger movements, that were stated in the book. The pentagram drawing on the ground slowly started glowing brighter and brighter, no heat just light. When the last hand gesture was done, Dalton opened his eyes and watched as the light faded there stood a demon, the horns were at least 6 inches long, surrounded by a bald head with a slight gray tinge to its skin. But that’s where the similarities seemed to end.
The face had a definite masculine quality to it, with bush eyebrows and strong cheekbones. He was at least 6’4” with broad shoulders and tough muscles. His biceps were bulging, his nipples erect pencil stubs on a smooth chest. The only thing scarring its perfect skin seemed to be a pentagram tattoo, an exact copy of the one on the ground, right over its heart. A loin cloth covered his extremities, but it left nothing to the imagination, this demon was definitely hung.
“Who dare summon Luzoh?” a deep voice, the epitome of masculinity, embodying everything a man could and should possibly be. But Dalton for some inane reason didn’t seem to understand this.
“It is I your new master, Dalton, I will control you, you will be mine.” Dalton’s superiority could be heard through his tone, he thought he could own a demon, a being of immense power, by a puny human? Well Dalton would soon learn his lesson: you can’t out smart a being who has been alive for millennia.
“Ahhh so you are the human that had the balls to summon me!” Luzoh didn’t sound scared just amused.
“Yes I am your new master and you will bow before me!”

“So it seems I will,” Luzoh, still amused state, the pentagram on his chest glowing with the same light as before. Luzoh slowly got on his knees, which caused his loin cloth to shift. The shift in the loincloth attracted Dalton’s attention and he finally seemed to understand that he didn’t get the demon he wanted, he got the opposite gender. His face slowly turned red, he’d never had gay thoughts before, those faggots had always disgusted him, kissing in public and holding hands and the like. His red-face was more in anger than anything else. Dalton had just wanted sex, to lose his virginity, now his plan was ruined.

“Goddamnit! How did this happen I followed the instructions perfectly. The chalk, the perfect drawing, the hand gestures, and the seminal fluid!” Dalton was talking to himself and hearing this final statement caught Luzoh’s attention. He laughed suddenly and chortled, seemingly antagonizing Dalton into a more severe reaction than the situation called for.
“You will shut up…you will…will…STOP!!” with each phrase Dalton took a step closer to the edge of the pentagram on the floor. Suddenly Luzoh had an idea, one that would both satisfy him and have him returned to his home world. Luzoh just smiled and antagonized Dalton further,
“You think that a small dick, puny brained, little bitch like you could defeat an alpha like me?” Dalton’s only reaction was to take the last step forward, it was the step that broke the circle. “See you stupid little bitch,” Luzoh slowly stands up, “you broke the cardinal rule of demon summoning. Never. Break. The. Circle.” each sentence brought Luzoh a step closer to Dalton, who in return took a step away. They kept this dance up until Dalton reached the wall. “I don’t usually go for men, but for you. I’ll make an exception.”
Luzoh removes his loin cloth to reveal a huge cock that wasn’t even rushing with blood yet. Dalton just stared in amazement, he had never seen one this big, not even in pornos. He stood mesmerized by the swinging member, without even realizing it he had slipped to his knees putting his face across from the demon’s monstrous cock. “See the cool thing about an inccubus, or any sexual demon, is that their sexual organs are hypnotic. Anyone of any sex is attracted to us.” These words seemed to fall on deaf ears as Dalton kept staring at the beautiful member in front of him. Luzoh just laughed to himself and simply said, “Suck it!”
Dalton found himself glad to suck this magnificent cock, but he started off first with a few kisses and small caresses. But soon Dalton felt the cock he had been caressing slapping his face almost like a open-handed slap, hard, across the face. “You stupid bitch, did I say we were lovers? Did I say you could kiss my wonderful cock! No! A little bitch like you? You only deserve to choke on this.” As Luzoh says this last sentence he wags his huge again slapping Dalton in the face. All this slapping had gotten Luzoh aroused (he had always enjoyed being a bit rough with the mortals). Dalton Just looked up and licked the head slowly rubbing his tongue underneath. He then proceeded to put the entire head into his mouth. Dalton didn’t think he could fit anymore in, the head was literally a mouth full, but Luzoh grabbed him by his hair and forced him down more. By the time Luzoh only had 1/3 of his cock in Dalton, Dalton was blacking out from lack of oxygen, and the convulsions around Luzoh’s cock finally had him completely hard, a full 12 inches of demon cock ready to explode for an unworthy mortal.

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