Demon-Ass 2.txt
Demon Ass 2 - M/M - Semi-NC (implied)/Caressing/Oral/Anal - September 26, 2011 Written by Afril Edited by Chaos Blackwing (cl) 2011 The Gay Furry Association
Alternate Ending 1 contains Skeletal Masturbation
Alternate Ending 2 contains Possession
'Just stand there a moment, so I can admire your sexy ass... Ok, Now you can die.' - Why it takes me a Lot longer to play Diablo II then most people
A goat-man is sitting in a bar in hell, nursing a drink. He is mumbling to himself, occasionally hitting the wooden slab in front of him disgustedly. A red-furred goat-man comes in and sits down.
"A G and T... Double the Gin."
The gray-haired male nods to his compatriot, finishing his own in a long swallow. "Make that 2 - Can I ask you a question..."
The red one nods, and watched the other goat-man stand up and turns. "Is my ass... Cute?"
The demon brays a laugh, pinching the gray male's rump as the 'Keep slithers by, depositing the drinks. "At least you guys have one..." it mutters in passing.
The red one snickers as the gray-furred demon sits with a deep sigh. "Yeah, Kinda - I guess. Look... It's the way we are made - Jack legs, heart-shaped butts, furry torsos and goat-heads - It's that white-haired Bastard... Isn't it."
The dark male stares at his companion. "Un-mothered ape-son! Did he pinch yours too?"
The red one sighed and shook his head. "I wish! He distracted me with one of his skeletons... And when I turned to knock it back into a pile of bones, he comes up behind me, grabs my ass with both hands, and whispers in my ear, "Mmmmmm... Very nice." And then he sticks that damn cold cod-piece against my tail! *Whack* upside my head and the next thing I know, a shaman is chewing on My ass for not stopping the adventurer - Again."
The gray one sputters a laugh. "At least we are not alone - The zombies complain about him grabbing their butts - What's left of them. I hear he even squeezes the rogues' rumps..."
That got a bray from the red one again. "He said the sycophants had nice skirts... And wiped every last one of them out. You did hear about Big 'A'..."
The gray one put his drink down. "He didn't..."
The goat-man snorted. "It is rumored that when she was laying on the floor in the Monastery, the Necro knelt down and kissed her ass - Not just once either. He is supposed to have said, 'I am truly sorry for what I am about to do... You have the most beautifully Huge ass I have ever caressed.' Then he banished her."
The gray goat-man brayed and slapped the bar. "I wonder what she was madder about - The 'Huge' comment. Being sent back here... Or the fact the human didn't ravish her when he had the chance."
The red one shook his head... "I think he is more Diab's type - You know, Likes the males. Is that the time? Damn... I got guard duty in one of those crappy, much-too-hot desert temples. I tell you - This time *I* am going to be the one grabbing ass!"
The gray goat-man just shook his head... Another male demon wandered in, with a strange gait, and gingerly sat on the stool. The brown fur was mussed up and the creature sighed. "What's the Strongest thing you got?" He shoved his pink tongue out several times, trying to look at it.
"You didn't..."
The brown goat-man didn't even look up. "Oh I did - More than once. Doesn't that white bastard have a female to hump? I mean, I've still got a bunch of his seed inside my guts. I would laugh - If it wasn't so damn embarrassing..."
The male grabbed the proffered glass took a long drink, shuddering... "I can still smell him - Shit! It wouldn't kill him to Wash every now and again... Bad enough he hits me with some kind of freeze potion, but did he Have to jerk off on my muzzle? And Then use it as a sex-toy... Grab my horns and pump his dick in and out of my mouth - Ugh! And when I could finally move again, he was cumming in my ass for the fourth or fifth time. All I could do was grip the wall and hang on until he was done..."
Another long drink... "What kind of perverted bastard takes advantage of a demon while they are frozen! And did he have to run those cold hands all over my chest and belly while he was making me his Doe? Hells... Every creature who walks past that spot is going to Know what was done to me - I splattered that wall Real good."
Another deep sigh... "I lost my weapon, my clan and my virginity - All in the same day. And now I hear he may be coming to Hell... Make sure you have a vial of oil handy - Spit makes an ok lube, but if you can help it, you Don't want his dick in your muzzle."
The goat-male finishes with a single swallow and wanders off, Knowing he is going to feel those cold hands teasing his body - All. Night. Long.
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The gray-furred demon shuddered... This was the first time he heard of the Necro doing anything but leering and groping. The longer he sat, the more steamed he got... "He fucks Brown, Molests Red, but my ass is only worth a pinch? The Hells it is! If that albino bastard can stick his pale cock up my cousin's tail-hole, he can damn well stick it up mine!"
Downing his drink, the goat-man strides off, making the creature behind the bar scratch his 'head' with a tentacle. He stares at the bottle for a moment - No, it's the usual. Sometimes the incubi like to slip a little something 'Special' in their hooch. Spring in hell? Plain jealousy? He never did understand Demons...
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The goat-man stood in a corner and watched the human wreak havoc on his 'clan' - Bunch of brainless horn-heads! All they had to do was stop chasing after the skeletons and get the guy in charge. Unnfff... He stuffed a couple of oil-slick fingers in his ass, making sure he was well-lubed as far as he could reach... Damn, his claws felt awesome, scratching his prostate. Picking up his pole-axe, the gray-furred demon waited until the Colorless Bastard had ogled, groped and basically beaten down everybody in the room, then slipped up behind the spellcaster quietly.
Pressing the sharp end against the human's pale throat, he growled, "Call them off..."
All of the Necromancer's 'pets' were waving their bloodied weapons, wanting nothing more than to cut down this menace to their 'Master'.
"It's ok... Go scout the next room." The skeletons wavered... But they left, occasionally popping back into the room to see if Master was still alright.
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The necromancer found himself shoved roughly against a stone wall, the demon's muzzle mere inches from his face. And out came...
"Why?"
What?!?
A clawed hand slams into the wall. "You screwed my Brown cousin into the floor. You grabbed my Red cousin's ass like you wanted to take it home with you... But all you did was Pinch mine - And that was in Passing!"
The goat-man growled, yanking the gloves off the pale hands and roughly shoves them onto his rump. "We all have the same heart-shaped ass. The same kind of tail. The same hooves, legs, head... Just different fur color. You picky about which butt you want to play with? Burning Hells, you even grab the Rogues' butts - We do that, and We get kicked in the balls. You do it and all they do is snort in disgust."
He didn't want to admit it, but the human-fingers ruffling his tail and squeezing his firm cheeks was turning the beast-demon on...
"Maybe because I don't keep their dead sisters as 'girl-friends'..."
The dark male grunted. "We don't... I mean - I never have..." His slit-pupiled eyes narrowed. "Those Little Bastards! That is why they hide in the cul-de-sacs, dragging those poor women off. I thought it was some ritual or to keep whatever riches the rogues had - Like a batch of pack-rats. You mean they really... Ugh! And you don't... Take advantage, Sometimes?"
The necromancer shook his head. "We get over That before we are even out of College. Sure, we all had 'pet' hands and humping a dead body is a turn-on - Once. But I prefer my asses to feel like This one..." He squeezed his double-handful of demon-rear, making the goat-man bleat softly.
"Warm, and moving without me having to Command it to... Now - As to the Pinch. If you would have looked, you would have seen I had several arrows sticking in my 'armor'. I was in a bit of a hurry not to be turned into a Quill-rat. And your asses are Not all the same. Some are a little more plump. Some are a little bonier and some... Well, they just beg to be grabbed. That was Red-Fur. I saw his rump from clear across the wilderness area, and it beckoned to me. 'Come play with me. Touch my furry mounds. Caress my firm fleshy cheeks.' So I did... It's not the First time my nuts have gotten me into trouble."
Both males laughed, listening to the silence in the tomb. "They say there is nothing in the next room but dust and bugs. Well..." A thumb that was teasing the puckered star under the goat-tail, slipped clear up to the hand easily. "Someone is oiled?"
The demon grunted. It was strange to feel something enter him Back there, that wasn't spined, knobbed or burning... But as the human moved his hand, a clawed one pushed it into place again, the dark-furred hips moving a little as the feeling intensified, both under his tail and between his legs.
"Now as for the Brown one... It was kind of an accident. We ran into a couple of Succubi, who hit us with a 'Love me' spell. It didn't even faze the skeletons, and I Thought I was immune... And apparently, neither was the goat-demon. I bet he told you some line about paralysis or freezing him... Hah! He ripped my cod-piece off with his teeth and sucked on me like a starving calf! I had to guzzle a couple of Healing potions just to keep up with him - And you know what They taste like... During, it's just two males rutting as hard as they can - That's the easy part. But After... I didn't have the slightest idea what to say. 'Sorry I made you cum on the wall... Several times - While I pounded your ass raw.'? No. 'Wanna help me smoke a fat one?' Yeah, right. So I stopped tweaking his nipples and pulled out and re-dressed. I was going to tell him he was my First - 'Living' lover... But one of the skeletons kicked him in the balls and he fell over. And I got out of there..."
The goat-man tried very hard not to laugh... "I don't think we will need a 'Love me' spell - Unless You need one." His rough fingers undid the human's pants, pushing them down to grab - A nice-sized worm.
"I... I think I can do - Ooooh...."
A clawed thumb rubbed the splayed tip until it was firm and dripping pre in the demon's hand. He was almost reluctant to let the thumb out of his back-passage... But now he had something much bigger and longer to replace it. He exchanged places with the human, hands on the crumbling tomb wall, eyes closed, waiting for... Ahhhhh! He moaned when the head opened him up, slipping inside. It stayed there for a long moment, until he wiggled his rump, pushing back against the human. He bit his lip, bleating as it slid slowly but smoothly up his back passage, every inch burning his guts. But the heat only made him want the male deeper... Wanting to feel the - Unnnh! His prostate was being rubbed against, back and forth by the tip - Not pointed like his, but ridged...
"Deeper..." he moaned, clawing at the wall in need. And deeper it went until crotch met hairy goat-butt. Gods, why had he not been humping humans before? Maybe because the only ones he saw were either Dead or Female... Unf. He pushed back against the male, licking his lips as he thought about squatting and sucking on the cock that was almost too slowly sliding back inside his rump.
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Standard Ending:
"Faster..." he growled, grinding his butt into the human's crotch, his balls swinging up to tap the man's legs. He didn't even need to grab his cock, the feel of that strange maleness was sending ripples of need up his spine, setting off sparks that threatened to burn his spine up! The demon arched, digging at the wall as seed splattered it, shuddering, pressing back against his human lover. He bit his lip to keep from bleating as a cool hand grabbed his erection and stroked it, the long fingers rolling his balls around in their furry holder, making the goat-man cum still harder, painting the tomb wall, squeezing the cock inside him roughly, making it spurt still more hot stickiness. He clung to the wall with one hand, the other gripping the shuddering human's butt, keeping the male tight against him until the pulsating male-meat in his guts stopped flaring and just lay inside him, warm and dribbling. The hand that was torturing his balls moved up to caress his heaving belly, it's twin cool against his furred chest.
He lay his head back against the white shoulder, wondering when the Necromancer had undressed... Not that it mattered, the human was cool against him and he moaned as his ear got bitten lightly, his butt still compressed by the amazingly hot crotch. He squeezed his own handful of ass, rolling the firm mound in his fingers. The demon didn't want to let go of his new lover, but he was parched, and there was No Way he was going to drink one of those 'Potions' - He would suck on one of those dried mummy-cocks first!
"So..." the human nibbled on his ear, making the goat-man bleat again. "Is it going to be a crotch-shot, or a whack upside the head or..." He moaned as the cool hands teased his fat nut-sack, his dick trying it's best to get erect again.
"Maybe..." the demon wriggled his butt into the male's crotch, getting a gasp, "Maybe I stepped out to take a leak, or to check out some noise in another room - And by the time I got back, you had already raped and beaten all the others... And since I have Strict orders to Stay Put, I can't go after you... Much as I would like to." he sighed, and moaned as the cock he had come to desire slid out of his abused rear.
"Maybe next time... You could grab my horns and - Use my muzzle? Mmmmmmmmm..." The demon didn't even feel the skeleton whack the back of his head. All he felt was those so soft lips on his thinner ones. The hand squeezing his ass roughly, a thumb teasing his upturned tail. And then darkness...
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"Jealous?" The bone-face 'grinned' at him. All he did was raise them - What they did after that was pretty much a dice-toss. "Alright.. help me buckle this damn armor back on."
As he continued on to the doorway, he noticed almost all of the goat-men were in a head-down, butt-up position. Which made frisking them a bit easier... And also got lots of groans and moans from the demons when he squeezed a sexy ass a little Too hard. He looked back one last time... Then shook his white hair out, replaced his helm and stepped into the next room, ready to do battle - Hey! A bone-hand rubbed his crotch.
"You are going to have to wait your turn..."
Was that a lecherous grin he got in return? Must be the dank air...
The End
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Alternate Ending 1:
"Faster..." he growled, grinding his butt into the human's crotch, his balls swinging up to tap the man's legs. He didn't even need to grab his cock, the feel of that strange maleness was sending ripples of need up his spine, setting off sparks that threatened to burn his spine up! The demon arched, digging at the wall as seed splattered it, shuddering, pressing back against his human lover. He bit his lip to keep from bleating as a hand grabbed his erection and stroked it - A very Bony hand. Wait a - Hey! A skeleton was squeezing the length of his cock, it's too-perfect demon teeth clamped on a nipple and the goat-man couldn't help but bleat...
Maybe Brown had it wrong...Maybe it was the Necro who screwed him, but it was a Skeleton who made him paint the cave wall... Just as he was painting This tomb wall with demon spunk - At least when it didn't splatter on the empty rib-cage, the bony hip, or the long 'fingers' that rolled his balls around in their furry holder, making the goat-man arch and cum still harder. This was just... Perverted. And yet as the bone-fingers jerked yet another long squirt from his abused cock, he moaned. When nothing more could be coaxed out of either penis, the demon closed his eyes...
"Not the balls, Please."
But the creatures didn't attack him. They milled around until the Necro had gotten his armor back on, then headed for the next room. All but one who watched him until the human had disappeared from view - The one who wore his spunk... Did it want more? Then it too left.
Sighing, the goat-demon gathered his friends up, waiting for the Clan Shaman to revive the dead, and splashing water on the nearly dead. The man-cum was still warm inside him and he licked his lips thinking the Next adventurer he met might just find themselves on the floor, being rode rough and hard by a horny Goat-man.
Especially if it wasn't another damn Necro - Well, at least They came in you. Damn paladins fucked you just to prove to themselves they could resist the Temptation, then pulled out. Barbarians had those loin-cloths wound a little Too tightly - They would rather bash your head in than pound you ass. Probably stank anyway... Maybe a raiding party - Stuffed from both ends at the same time.... OW! He gently rubbed his oval-nuts, wincing. Hmmmm - A shaft of light from a crack in a wall said there were a couple of hours before darkness. Maybe the human would camp out in the dunes... Maybe the human would like something to lay on besides a blanket...
Walking with a slightly bow-legged gait, the demon carefully went to find his new Lover.
The End
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Alternate Ending 2:
"Faster..." he growled, grinding his butt into the human's crotch, his balls swinging up to tap the man's legs. He didn't even need to grab his cock, the feel of that strange maleness was sending ripples of need up his spine, setting off sparks that threatened to burn his spine up! The demon arched, digging at the wall as seed splattered it, shuddering, pressing back against his human lover. He bit his lip to keep from bleating as a hand grabbed his erection and stroked it - A very Bony hand. Wait a - Hey! That same skeleton who had been giving him the ugly 'looks' was squeezing the length of his cock. It's too-perfect demon teeth clamped on a nipple and the goat-man couldn't help but bleat...
Maybe Brown had it wrong...Maybe it was the Necro who screwed him, but it was a Skeleton who made him paint the cave wall... Just as he was painting this tomb wall with demon spunk - At least when it didn't splatter on the empty rib-cage, the bony hip, or the long 'fingers' that rolled his balls around in their furry holder, making the goat-man arch and cum still harder. He barely felt his skin tingle... He was too busy riding another orgasm to feel the mind twisting itself around his until - The skeleton fell apart with a clatter, it's many wounds showing in how many pieces of bone hit the rough floor.
It didn't matter. He didn't need that body any longer - He had a Much better one now. He pulled one pale hand from his hip, stuffing it full of his huge sack, moaning as the fingers dug into his skin, the pleasure/pain making him cum still harder. Push his tight, furry ass roughly against Master's crotch, and squeeze the spurting cock buried inside him with a hunger - It was good to be alive again.
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The Necromancer sighed... There went another 'pet'. His teachers always said not to get attached to the 'Resurrected' - But he did so anyway. When you pour your life into a creation... When it laughs silently at your stupid jokes, when it takes an arrow meant for you - They are more than just 'Bone-puppets'.
"Masterrrr..." The goat-man bleated as he gripped the double-handful of nut-sack. Great... The human had heard rumors that Demons were heavily into the whole Dom/sub thing, but this was...
"Fun is Fun, but I really gotta go... Maybe I will see you agai- Unnh!"
Clawed hands gripped his ass roughly, locking him against the male who ground that too tight ass into his crotch, snarling, "Mine!"
What was even stranger was the other skeletons were pretty much just standing around. Usually they were waiting for him to move away, so they could do nasty things to his enemies. But all they were doing was Watching him. Watching this goat-demon who rubbed his body, and squeezed his butt and made his nuts ache. He could almost swear they were... Jealous.
The male slowly let his Master's flaccid cock slip from the tight, clinging hole, already wanting to be 'violated' again. He turned and kissed Master roughly, hungrily, caressing the white ball-sack, rubbing it against his own dark-furred one. Then he helped the shaking male re-buckle his armor, fetched his own weapon, and waited, twitching his rump every now and again - Because he knew Master liked to look at twitching rumps.
The Necro groaned, and shook his head. He had gained a 'Follower'. Which meant drinking from a well to get everybody healed *Shudder*... Sandy, bug-ridden water - Still better than moldy, who-knows-what-crawled-into-it crypt water... It also meant More healing jugs - And did they have to taste like Fermented Demon-Spunk? Then again - Having had the best sex in several months, and knowing that he was going to be 'raped' as soon as he set-up camp, Almost made it worthwhile. But that was later - Nothing in here but dead and out-cold demons who he had already 'frisked' (The hotter ones, a couple of times), for loot.
"Let's go - That way?" The new lead skeleton went off towards an open door, now having 2 objectives - Kill All Master's Enemies, and Find a suitable body so it too could become Master's Lover. It idly wondered if Master would prefer another male... Or if it should search for a Female body to possess. The dead ones were useless - Much easier to posses, but zombies fell apart, and stank. Besides - Everything here was either goat, zombie or snake... Not a tit on any of them. It would wait - The undead are nothing if not patient.
The End