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Summoned Stag Slams In For DrakeHavok By Draconicon

Urlth was tripping over himself again when the summoning spell came down to Hell and swept him away.

It wasn't exactly uncommon for that to happen. Portals swept down into Hell at least a few dozen times a day, picking up this or that demon for this or that job up on the middle world. It was part and parcel with living down here. Urlth had seen succubi, incubi, war demons, imps, and even the lowly fire spirits get pulled to the middle world before, and they'd always come back. True, sometimes spurting with anger and bile and blood after getting killed due to the stupidity of their summoner, but always coming back.

He'd also been thrown into the portals when they came spiraling down out of the sky, usually if the demonic target for the summoning didn't want to be bothered. Considering that the stag demon had two very large antlers and one very large cock, he had a number of handholds for other demons to grab and use to throw him in. After so many accidental summons - and no legitimate ones - he actually looked forward to the various trips to the middle world. It wasn't like he had any other opportunities.

At least, not usually.

As the stag demon rode the spiraling waves of magic towards the middle world, he wondered who summoned him. Was it a damsel? Or a mage? Or a hero? Or someone else entirely? What was the world like these days? Had it changed much, or was it still the same as when that white dragon had spent the night with him on a beach?

He looked up, and knew that he was about to find out. The light of the middle world shined through the magic of the portal, so he was at the end of the line. Urlth closed his eyes -

And grunted as he hit the ground, hard. He bounced off of the carpeted floor - a soft red, he was happy to see - before he slammed against a wall. Rebounding off of that, and then off of a coffee table, he bounced towards the ceiling, and his horns got stuck in the thick material. The stag sagged down from it, looking up as much as he could. Probably about four, maybe six inches of horn was stuck through the ceiling; certainly enough to hold his weight for a time, even if it did give him a headache.

"Well...looks like you're about as clumsy as ever."

"Hmm?"

He looked around, trying to find the speaker. Not so easy when one's head was stuck in a ceiling, however, and his body turned at the neck rather than his head. He flipped this way and that, his cock flopping around and almost wrapping all the way around his waist like a fleshy belt before he realized his mistake.

"Hello? I do believe I recognize your...your...word. Term for the speech you are using."

"Voice?"

"Thank you. I think I recognize your voice."

"Well, I'd hope so. We ended up making a hell of a mess last time we met."

"Um, could you clarify that? I seem to recall that happening a lot these days."

"...How many times are you summoned, Urlth?"

"Oh, frequently."

"...Why? I can't imagine there being that many size queens among the demon summoners out there."

"Well, it's not intentional."

He shrugged a bit, starting to turn again when he heard a crack.

"Hmm. Now this is a problem."

"What are you - oooh, crap."

He heard scampering footsteps before the roof gave way. Urlth came crashing down, and so did a significant chunk of the ceiling behind him. The demon hit the ground, and the plaster and the drywall and the popcorned ceiling hit him before he could move, burying him in a wave of white dust and chunky building material.

Well, that was bound to happen.

When the ceiling seemed done falling on him, Urlth pulled himself out of the rubble, the demon rubbing his head. Trailing his fingers up his antlers, he made sure that they were all still in one piece. Thankfully, they were, and he started brushing himself off. His summoner groaned.

"There goes the rental values..."

"Oh, it's just a ceiling. You don't need that, right?"

"Well, there's a reason that most houses are built with it."

"Oh? What is the reason?"

He was genuinely curious, as there weren't much things like that in Hell. There were houses, of course, but there was little in the need for ceilings or roofs in general. More often than not, the only ones that had them were palaces that wanted the decorations. Urlth took a step outside the rubble, only for his foot to catch on the edge of it. His balance slipped away in seconds, and he wobbled from side to side.

"Whoa, whoa, whoooooa!"

And just like that, he was back on his back. He hit the ground hard enough for his head to rattle, and his dick flopped down against his chest like a solid weight. He groaned from the impact, shaking his head a few times.

As he laid there, his summoner finally stepped into view. A white dragon with surprisingly casual clothes, the summoner looked down at him with an expression that Urlth was quite familiar with. Confusion, bewilderment, and more than a little exasperation.

He got that a lot. But on the plus side, he recognized him.

"Oh, Havok! It's been a while."

Urlth reached down, holding up his shaft to the white dragon.

"Help me up?"

"Um...sure."

It was nice to have a grip down there. So many people left it alone, mostly due to the size. When it was about two feet long when soft, it tended to intimidate most people.

On the plus side, it was also pretty durable, so getting tugged to his feet by use of his cock was hardly painful the way that it might have been for most people. He just hit the ground again with a smile, and stretched a little bit, knocking the kinks out of his arms and legs from the rapid summoning and the resulting bouncing around.

"It's good to see you again. I don't think I've seen you since the time on the beach; what have you been up to?"

"Oh, you know. Learning."

The white dragon blushed, and Urlth cocked his head to the side.

"Learning? Learning what?"

"...Magic. From Draconicon."

"Oh? What for?"

"What...Why would I be summoning you?"

"I don't know. Why?"

The dragon rolled his eyes.

"Don't make me say it."

"Say what?"

"Gah!"

Urlth shrugged as the white dragon started getting annoyed. Again, it was something fairly usual. Just because he didn't get it right away, people started getting angry with him. Well, it wasn't like he was a mind reader. He turned, the stag walking to the doorway out of the living room -

THUNK!

He winced, rubbing the base of his antlers. Right. He had those. He ducked his head, walking towards the kitchen.

The stag was halfway through his exploration of the fruit pantry when the white dragon had caught up with him, and a hand on his shoulder finally distracted him from his idle exploration.

"Look, sorry for getting annoyed. I just...I had a very specific reason for summoning you, and I want to see if you're okay with it."

"Hmm? I'm okay with being summoned for anything. The last time someone actually tried to summon me was a very, very long time ago."

"I can imagine..."

"Oh? Maybe you can explain it to me? I've never figured it out."

The demon cocked his head to the side, while the dragon opened his mouth, closed it, and opened it again. Urlth waited for the words, but nothing seemed to come. Turning his head to the other side in confusion, he got an idea.

"Ahhhh, you don't know either. That's fine. Well, tell me if you figure it out. I'd like to know why people keep picking other demons."

He smiled, patting the dragon on the back before turning his attention back to the pantry. He started to take another step...and his cock twisted him up again. As it got stuck between his legs, Urlth yelped, starting to go over -

Only for Havok to catch him. He looked up at the white dragon, and smiled.

"Thanks. You're a good person."

"I, uh, I try. Look, Urlth."

"Yes?"

"The main reason I summoned you...Geez, this is a little harder when you have to explain it directly, isn't it?"

"Explain what?"

"Look...I wanted you here because of that."

The dragon pointed down, and Urlth followed his gestured. He thought that it was going towards his dick, but that couldn't be right. The stag's cock was more than big enough for the biggest size queen, that was true, but he had frightened more people off with it than attracted them. Two feet soft, and he was still something of a grower. It got bigger when he was hard, and most things on two legs couldn't exactly fit him inside.

He looked up again, then looked down, then looked up.

"I thought this scared you last time. Or was that a different white dragon? It's hard to remember sometimes."

"Well, yes, last time. But I've had some help since then."

"Magical help?"

"How'd you know?"

"You smell like magic."

And Havok did, for that matter. He hadn't noticed it right away, because of all the dust and the smell of the portal and everything else, but the dragon did have more of a magical aura to him than before. Probably something that was cast on him, since the white dragon hadn't had that sort of thing before. More of a sulfurous smell last time, but that was probably from the ritual back then.

He still didn't know what that was about, but he figured that Havok would tell him if it was important.

Getting back on his feet, the stag made sure that he wasn't about to fall over again, and then cleared his throat.

"So...what kind of magic?"

"Well...expansion magic. Something that opened me up a bit."

"Ooooh, I see...No, I don't."

A facepalm. Another classic gesture that happened around him.

"Let me try this simply. I got a spell that makes me much stretchier and more open than people should be. I wanted to test it. You have the biggest cock I've ever seen on a person that's walking around normally. I summoned you so I can test it."

"...Ooooooh, you want me to fuck you."

"Yes, yes, that's it. Can you do that, Urlth?"

"Easily."

And eagerly, the demon stag thought as he snapped his fingers. His cock went up like it was spring-loaded, the two foot length gaining about half a foot more as it shot up into the air. A total of thirty inches long, the massive length looked like something that would have hung from a horse rather than a stag, but it was quite a good tool for him.

Havok's eyes went wide, but Urlth was already at work. If fucking was to be done, he was going to do it to the best of his ability. The stag whipped the dragon around, pushing him up against the wall of the kitchen, and shoved his tail up.

"W-wait a second, we could go - AH!"

The head went right in, to Urlth's shock. Apparently the spell had been quite beneficial to the dragon. He smiled, and started working his hips back and forth, seeing how quickly it opened up for him.

The answer was very. The thick head slid in more than four inches with every thrust, and Urlth slowly started stepping closer and closer to his friend, managing to actually walk the massive cock into the white dragon. He had a surprisingly nice view of seeing that pale pucker open up for him, letting him watch as it got wider and wider as his cock pushed deeper and deeper inside.

All the while, Havok gasped for breath, squeaking out a word here and there as the demon pushed himself further and further in. With a near-four inches in thickness, the demon's dick was certainly not easy to take, and Urlth was rather surprised that the dragon wasn't screaming.

He leaned to the side - something surprisingly easy to do with more than a foot and a half of cock still outside the white dragon - and saw that Havok was stiff and throbbing. Leaking, even.

"Oh, you like this? I'm glad! We'll have to do this more often!"

"Juuuuuust fuck me..."

"Oh. Okay then."

"Wa-what are you-no, not like-AHHHH!"

Urlth pulled back his hips, all the way back. The head of his cock popped out of Havok's hole, leaving it looking stretched and open. He let it close for a moment, just enough to be smaller than the head of his cock again, and pressed the head against the rim. Leaning back, he got the perfect leverage...and charged forward two steps, ramming those thirty inches up to the hilt into the white dragon.

Havok gasped, and Urlth heard a soft gurgle and hiss of the dragon's breath slowly whistling out of his lungs. That was a good sound, he hoped, and he pulled back, doing it again, and again.

His own pleasure - considerable as it was - wasn't on his mind. Urlth put those warm, tight, sexy feelings out of his head, and focused on the sounds of Havok's orgasm, of the splut splut splut sounds of the white dragon's cum splattering against the wall.

He pulled back again, slamming in faster, faster, working his cock in deep. One thrust after another, he slammed in again and again, until he was able to stand close enough to put his hands on the dragon's hips. It was quite the novelty, being able to be this close to someone else while fucking them. Normally, he wouldn't be fucking someone else at all, and if he was, he would still be more than a foot away as they struggled to take the top half of his cock.

Now, though...

Urlth moaned, the stag's antlers brushing against the wall as he leaned against the dragon as he rutted him, moaning happily as he thrusted away, panting as he fucked his summoner. In and out, in and out that massive dick went, his balls slapping against Havok's shrinking pair. His size, and the depth he was able to get, seemed to be pushing the white dragon over the edge again and again.

Minutes passed, and then an hour. He had kept thrusting that whole time, fucking the dragon silly. He felt Havok drooping in his arms, slumped against the walls, and his balls no longer seemed to be bouncing off of another pair.

Maybe I overdid it, he thought. Sometimes mortals weren't as ready for demons as they thought.

Still, if Havok was running dry now, that meant he could finish too!

Grinning, Urlth sped up. He drew a small gasp out of the dragon from that, his hips pummeling forward, bouncing off of Havok's with each thrust, making that ass jiggle a little bit from his hard thrusts. His balls started pulling up, and he let himself feel that pleasure that he'd been denying for so long.

He came in seconds, and the flood pushed him right back out of Havok's ass. The white dragon slumped down the wall as soon as Urlth slipped out of him, and the cum shower continued, bathing Havok in it from head to toe, and leaving him in a puddle the size of a small tub by the time that Urlth was finally done.

The stag smiled, not even feeling winded as he leaned down. He pulled Havok up in a tight hug.

"Thanks for summoning me. That was a fun test. Got anything else that you want to try out?"

"Ugh...uh?"

"Oh, right. Still out of it. Let me try something."

Going to his knees, the stag demon leaned forward. He pulled the dragon's cock into his mouth, and started sucking on it. That immediately got a reaction, but not the one he was expecting.

"Antlers! Antlers!"

Leaping back, Urlth looked up to see awareness back in the dragon's eyes. His friend looked down at him, still panting, but coherent as he spoke.

"Let...let me shower...And I'll see if I can think of something else...to test."

"Sounds good to me."

The End