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Incubus: Virgin Virus

-By FurryYunSeong/AitosSaibankan-

-Side Story 7-

Disclaimer: It is recommended that you're over 18 while reading this. It's mostly homosexual erotica; steer clear if you don't approve.

As many authors may do around here, they may create a character based on a fetish. I thought of Gideon and Belham to fill a size-play fetish (small dom and big sub, pardon if I confuse the terms), and a demon that could control plants, and maybe this could give way for tentacle topics too. A conglomeration of ideas. After I drew them, they suddenly had personalities. I realized that Belham looked a lot like Tobey physically, so I had to put a bit of work on that.

So here it is, the story of how they meet, attempted in a slightly different style. I still don't have a new laptop, but I've settled with this desktop and will have to work with it for a little longer. Hopefully, this will be enjoyable.

Cheers!

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--A Free Day--

--The Story of Gideon meeting Belham--

Nature is one with me, and I am one with nature. Sitting here, seemingly dormant, we the trees and the flowers and the grass and the ground are linked. We work together to feed. This is a common proposition for me and my clan. And the nature knows, it allows us to work with it. We can only be thankful.

Sitting here with my legs crossed, vines stretch from different parts of my body and trace the ground, hidden within a thin layer of dirt. How inconspicuous this is, such a flawless trap. During this time of day, whenever I feed, I wait for a host to walk by. Humans, they're such excellent source of nourishment. And from a certain point on, they've begun to taste quite good. Both male and female, they do taste delicious. Unlike the other large part of the species, however, my presence has never left this world. My clan's ancestors situated themselves very strategically, in an area where the human and the demon world are in constant flux.

Humans stray into our clutches and no one has to get their hands dirty. Only the servants when they escort the weakened humans back into their world, if this is not done by the darkness itself. Truly, there is no need for them to remain outside their realm. It may be accident for them to slip out, but we help them back, after having our fill. Humans rarely die because of us.

Still, I've had time to realize many things. I am undeniably a demon, yet, I feel human in some ways. It is conflicting, but it is our nature. Inevitable as death, hmm? When we feed, we draw a bit of the psyche of the host. And little by little, your mind expands with new ideas, crazy ideas. You become something other than just an animal. And it is somewhat troubling. Suddenly you're seeking more out of this existence that in reality will only provide so much. Reflecting upon this search for meaning, I realized that the demon world is dull. What's more, I am perfectly content with this. If there's anything good about this, it is the peace that comes with dullness. Boring, tranquil. I am not troubled by this.

This is a trance; I drift from thought to thought. The vines extend many times my size in a circumference, so perfectly hidden. I can feel what the trees feel, and the leaves and the grass. A man approaches. Someone lost, afraid, but those are common thoughts. If he trips a vine, he will be mine. If he doesn't, someone else in the clan may claim him.

He walks carefully, paying attention to senses he rarely uses. Untrained as he is, this common man walks closer and closer. I can measure this as several body lengths away. His steps are taken with much care, but the leaves betray the purpose. If any superior predator might have wanted him, he would be most definitely dead. But in this current situation, he was mine.

The man steps on a vine, one of the hundreds spread around me. A sweep of reactions too instant for him to counter result in him getting dragged towards me. Two vines wrap around the nearest ankle and quickly pull. His control is absolutely lost and he just gasps at the sudden attack. Dead leaves and dirt shuffle as his body is roughly pulled towards me. This man breathes quickly, agitated, afraid; all understandable. But he was in no grave danger.

He gets pulled before me, upside down hanging by the trapped leg. No need to strangle him or hold the man otherwise; he's already grieved as is. Focus on his eyes, they return a fearful but unblinking stare. He only tried to understand what was going on, but it was beyond him. On them, there was also my reflection.

Greenish demon, forest green hair, dark green pupils. Lots of vines extending out of him. Looking not too interested. I also have certain vascularity and definition. But this is not important.

This man is wrapped in clothing, a fair inconvenience of humans. I thought of how to feed off him. From the rear? From the front? From the mouth? A combination of them? How about all of the above? I truly was not too hungry. Last time I had my meal was about a week ago, give or take a day. No hurry. If anything, I wanted to see what I would catch.

Now, I held a young adult businessman. The very definition of average. Thinking like a human thinks, he probably has a family. They must be worried sick. I kept looking at this average man. My eyes fixated on his brown orbs. Once more I scanned him, and I decided that I did not want to deal with the clothing. No shedding, tearing or ripping.

I had the vines creep around his leg, sneaking around the bottom opening of his pants (or upper, since he was upside down... eh). Two of these vines slowly crept across his skin, brushing heavily on the hair of his legs and making the man tremble from the feeling. They twisted around his thigh, sliding under the underwear and with full access to the tenderness underneath the clothes. It felt dark, a bit moist with sweat. The vines reached for the phallus, neatly tucked thanks to the underwear. As they wrap around the soft flesh, the tip of it reaches for the slit opening. These were thin vines, soon enough the man's penis is intruded from the inside by one of these. At this he moans, and his slight trembling gets a bit incontrollable. It's a rush of feelings he probably would've never experienced. I couldn't judge if he was enjoying it or not.

Once the vines were up his pants, it was easy enough to coax the essence out of the man. The wine wiggles a bit inside the member, heavily stimulating the man and such. He moaned repeatedly and irregularly, and in the end he released what I wanted. The rushing semen got sucked by my vine and absorbed into my system. Humans coaxed this way release a considerably higher amount of essence than with other techniques.

Quickly as it started, it was done. Nothing too fancy about it, it was a meal after all. The man quickly faints, as they're never used to that much excitement, and my vines drag him out of view. Allowing the man's fluids to nourish me, I shivered slightly, and sighed.

It was past the middle of the day. A good time as any other for a nap. Without responsibilities, without worries.

The world was a little dull for me, but I liked it that way. I laid sideways, and a large leaf protruded from the ground beside me to cover me. The air was fresh, but I always like to be covered when I'm not awake. The trees and the leaves will warn me if something goes on...

...

***

Ah, sometimes humans call their sleep the "Beauty Sleep". Drawing everything from them, you suddenly learn terms you probably have no use for. But maybe, I can relate to this... "Beauty Sleep". I do feel I'm a little vain sometimes. I sleep early, and a lot. I'm a light sleeper though.

And I could feel stomps, literally feel them. A demon's feetpaws, they felt heavy and broad. This was a big demon. Ah, it was hard to sleep now; an intruder was near.

The vines deployed around me transfer certain signals, not all of them. I could've shouted in pain if I could feel that too through the vines. Instead, I remained in my position, eyes closed, seemingly resting. Using the my senses and the borrowed signals from the nature around me, I could more or less make out the demon in my area. Couldn't he smell my hormones? Usually that's enough.

Already figuring out that this demon was big, it was quick to realize that he was almost the size of a manticore. But that would've been a false conclusion. The smells that emanated from him were that of an incubus. More precisely one of the warrior castes. Wingless and stronger. He got closer.

Closing on my personal space. Mmmm.... too much. I heard myself growling.

The vines wrapped around both his legs, several of them based on how he was probably quite heavy. These vines threaded from the trees around, and they pulled, reigning in the unwary demon quickly and efficiently. Now he was hanging upside down with both legs tied up several times. It was loose enough to keep the circulation flowing, but still quite tight. All this took place while I remained on my rested position.

Out of all the powers Nature can allow me to borrow, I had the expertise over vines. This was all a matter of will. The vines are an extension of me, and the demon as now my prisoner.

• "Well, well, well." - I murmured, standing up and dusting myself a bit. The hanging demon was behind me, and I turned to face him.

• "Couldn't you smell me? Hmm?" - I reproached, crossing my arms. My eyes started taking the demon in, scanning how he looked like.

His head shook sideways. Slowly and diligently.

He was almost twice my size, heavily muscled and with brown fur. His face had a firm jaw and a goatee, colored the same as his mane; a darker brown shade. Out of all his body, his chest and nipples were quite prominent, and his dick. It easily reached from the groin to his chest. Big, thick, vascular, juicy. But this is not what I found interesting.

I only kept looking at his eyes, and how his face looked back at me.

• "What are you doing here?" - I asked, feeling a bit calmer.

Even upside down as he was, he looked sorry. That was enough for me to release him, but I decided to keep him there. I was intrigued by this demon, and the last thing I wanted was for him to run away while I tried to find answers.

However, he only remained silent.

• "Can you even talk?" - I was beginning to worry.

...

• "Yes." - He said softly.

• "Well, this is my territory. I'm technically booby trapped when I'm on the ground." - I confessed, and he sighed.

• "I'm sorry. I was distracted." -

• "You clearly were. I make sure to leave a few warning signs." -

I scanned him a second time, and finally figured to let go. The vines loosened, unwrapped and retracted. And the demon fell right on his back.

Somehow I thought he'd be more agile.

• "Ah, that sounded a little bad..." - I realized, taking a few steps forward.

He slowly sat upright, rubbing his head a little as he looked at me.

• "I was hanging low." - He smirked. It was this little expression filled with a bit of shame. Endearing.

• "Not many other demons pass through here." - I padded to sit in front of him.

That's when the difference in our sizes became clear. I had to look up quite a bit. This seemed pleasant however. I quickly realized that liked looking into his eyes.

• "Don't you have anywhere you should be?" - I then asked him.

He just shook his head. I was starting to think of these simple answers as "cute". Heh.

• "I understand if you want me leaving." - He softly pointed out.

Ah... this demon that popped out of nowhere, that makes me think of "cute" and has eyes that I enjoy looking at. Did I really want this strange demon to leave? The idea suddenly seemed preposterous.

• "No, you can stay. Just... stay out of my way, hmm?" - I tried to sound sweet but tough. Keeping a close eye on him, I saw the tip of his big tail move a bit. He complimented this gesture with a light nod. Ah, he seemed to like this idea.

• "Do not worry." - the demon assured me, and I smirked.

There was only one thing missing.

• "What is your name?" - He looked at me and gave this very slight smile.

• "I am Belham." -

Belham... Interestingly appropriate name. This big demon was no longer a stranger.

...

Belham wasn't being very talkative, he instead moved under another tree a few yards away and laid under there. He took a position similar to an animal's, and he looked nice and peaceful. He confessed of having nowhere to go, and there was nothing to do, so sleeping was the next best thing. And I followed suit. Somehow, resting next to this big demon seemed like the best thing to do.

It had been three months since I started going solo, and at no point did I consider having a partner of any sort. After all, I was perfectly fine being alone. I guess there are things the subconscious desires, a sort of desire that can't be identified until it is satisfied. And then you won't want to let go...

Ah, maybe I'm over-thinking all of this.

***

There came a point where I was just tired, this ironic effect of being idle.

I slept, and I slept well.

And time flies while you sleep.

Then I felt my mane getting brushed.

• "Mmm..." -

Mine was an automatic reaction of pleasure. My eyes crack open and my senses reboot. I was lying over his arm. Then I couldn't help but feel confused.

• "Wha..." - I mumbled.

With the help of my arms I leaned up and looked at him. He had a pleasant smile.

So I fell asleep over him. When did such a thing happen, now?

• "Morning." - He said simply. Hmm.

I considered interrogating him... What was his intention?

• "Where are you from?" - I sat before him as I begun expressing my curiosity.

As before my eyes kept fixated on his face, which only looked slightly innocent.

• "Ahh... I am from... far away." - He said shyly.

• "Are you a military demon by any chance?" - I deduced, seeing as this demon lacked wings.

• "Not really..." - He muttered.

I noticed his eyes began to look every which way. The topic didn't seen to be the best for him, but I caught him looking at me moment later with certain interest, ears perked and all.

• "And you?" - He asked softly, trying to get me to answer my own questions.

• "I'm from a clan of plant wielders." -

I don't think he remembers how he came across me. In the back me my head I tried to remember when was the last time I saw an incubus that big. The only thing close to his size that I recalled seeing was a manticore. and the stories of the elders never spoke of demons becoming so big, not even in the ancient times.

• "Have you always been this big?- " I asked him after a brief pause.

Upon hearing this he almost meeped, looking unnerved. He looked at me with those big worried eyes, and after a moment me idle staring, he shook his head.

• "Who did this to you?" - I had to ask.

With that question Belham seemed to try and shrink into himself.Was it shame? Pain? I was helplessly intrigued.

• "You... don't have to tell me. We're just strangers." - the only way I thought possible was a male hormone addiction, which is notoriously effective at damaging our lives.

But he looked healthy and in no way crazy. Only hurt; maybe sacred. Lost. Though I've heard of how such has become less and less of a problem...

Suddenly he stood up, taking a moment to look around. Then he just wandered off. He took a quick instant to look at me, and I only wondered what was up. Should I ask? Wait? Go after him or just wait here?

...

After a little while I stood and went after and him. Tracking him wouldn't be a problem, his scent was all over the place and I could sense his presence very close. And there he was, looking at the landscape. The sunlight shined on him and made his fur gleam wonderfully and a fair breeze flowed past us. Our vantage point was the rocky ledge of a tall, flat mesa, one covered mostly in trees and green, common topography in our world. Whether he wanted me by his side or not, it didn't matter.

I joined in the pleasant view.

• "I like this place. I've been here for some time now and haven't really bothered

relocating. It is an Outer Shore; less trouble." - I commented.

He only sighed.

• "I wasn't always this big." - Belham finally confessed, and I looked at him.

• "It's not a story you really want to hear..." - He added, still with that shy demeanor.

• "If you're willing to tell it, I'll be willing to listen." - I assured him.

...

• "Ah... I've been alone, feared, shunned... for a long time now. I don't know what to expect anymore." - Belham continued.

He looked up and took a deep breath with his eyes closed. Then he turned to me.

• "You've tolerated me for the longest time in a while, I must admit." - His muzzle showed a slight smirk.

• "It's easy enough. You're a reasonable demon." - I replied.

The tall demon took a moment to sit cross-legged, and that's where our eyes net on the same level. In that position, I didn't have to look up and he didn't have to look down.

• "I'll first tell you that I was indoctrinated to be a militant demon, but I never really got the chance. I used to live at the opposite of this location." - He was solemn as he explained.

• "I never really accepted the idea of being a guardian. As important as it is, it was not something even I could rely or be relied on. I was a weak demon... and even now with this freakish body, I still feel weak." -

• "But how did you come across this body in the first place?" -

It was an instant later after asking that I realized the question may have been a little too direct. Belham looked at of silent and thoughtful. One moment his eyes stray, the other they turn back to me.

• "This was done in order to give me that... strength I was missing. They failed to understand that strength is more than just physical. A bigger body could make many more confident, but even then..." - He looked at his big hands, opening and closing them.

• "What about the process?" -

• "Oh... that was the most painful thing. When you are forcibly fed something that you end up getting addicted to." -

What he said sparked something in me. Forced addiction? ... How horrible.

• "I'm sorry..." -

I placed a hand over his brown headfur, how soft it felt.

• "Earlier you told me that addiction did not cause your problem... its alright, though." -

• "I never hurt anyone to satisfy myself. But the one that did this to me, I ended up feeding him for too much time. No more, not anymore..." - He sighed, looking down.

• "You've never touched humans, you say?" - I then asked him, becoming more and more intrigued by this big demon.

• "Well I have, but I had always been careful, and that was before the... process. After that my keeper took care of the feeding. Since I left, though, I haven't touched anyone." -Belham assured me as he turned his eyes to me.

• "You must be starving then. How long is it, exactly?" -

• "Umm... about a month?" -

As I heard that, I reached to place my hands over his shoulders, slightly misjudging how broad and thick they were. Our eyes still looking at each other, mine were serious while his just looked confused or surprised at my reaction.

• "Is this intentional?" -

• "W-What is?" -

• "Are you intentionally starving yourself?" - At that moment he seemed to understand my reaction.

The idea of a demon ridding himself of his own life was just preposterous to me.

• "I... I..." - He muttered, looking nervous as ever.

• "I have to get you some nourishment." -

While we spoke, I noticed that a human had wandered into the woods, a young man.

• "Wha... no. That's not necessary, really." - He sounded uninterested, but I was not about to let a demon starve while I could do something about it.Using the help me the trees and the wind, it was easy to pinpoint where this lost human was. I stretched my hand in his direction, allowing two pairs of vines to extend from my forearm and into the forest.

• "What are you doing?" - Belham asked me, but I just focused on making sure the vines moved in the right direction.

Soon enough this lost one's legs get tangled and tied up in the vines, getting pulled out and into mine and Belham's view within moments.

• "Gaaah!" - the boy screamed in his youthful baritone.

He inevitably hung upside-down thanks to the vines that protruded out of my arm and my custom of hanging them in said position. Belham's eyes looked at me, then at the inopportune prey.

• "Here's a young human, and your hunger strike ends today." - I declared.

The big demon looked down at his groin and the prominent member between his legs with worried eyes. I had strived to avoid focusing on the big, juicy hyperphallus that he ported, but it was impossible to ignore at any level. There was also the errant thought of me wanting to work that huge member myself.

It was slightly confusing. The fact that it was a male didn't bother me in the least, and I enjoyed being around his huge presence. Even the dangerous aspect of a homosexual relation between a pair of Incubi didn't matter to me...

• "But how will I feed without... breaking him?" - Belham wondered and that alone was true.His member was as long and almost as wide as the young man's torso.

• "You can nurse him easily enough." - I brought the captive to his attention, the scared boy wondering What would happen to him.

• "Umm... he doesn't look too happy." - Belham pointed out.

• "No kind of prey will willingly give itself to its predator. Now please, no more excuses. If you say you're not hungry, you're lying." -

Ah, how hard could it be to convince this one to just take a bit of energy he so clearly needs?

• "Please, don't hurt me! I just wanna in home!" - the boy pleaded.

• "No one's going to hurt you. If you relax, you might even like it." -

I told the boy, then I slowly moved him before Belham's muzzle.

• "Just open up his pants and let your mouth take in his member. Then suck and suck and let him moan or cry or whatever. You can't worry too much." -

I couldn't hide that a little exasperation was getting to me.

But with one last shy look and a sigh, he finally conceded. Whether it was to sate his hunger or to get me to shut up, it didn't matter. He'd be a bit better after this.

...

His big hands reached for the shorts that covered the boy's bottom half, zipping them open. Using his big fingers he pulled out the average sized member our prey owned. Belham's face got a cute expression of pity, but he really did want and needed the essence. His big muzzle opened and almost completely engulfed the captive's loins. The boy gasped deeply while Belham nursed for his nourishment. Curiously, his big phallus flexed ever so slightly, getting a bit hard, even. It was enticing to look at.

Sucking on the boy for a few minutes was enough to tease out an orgasm and get Belham the essence he needed. The boy's moan was sharp and almost pleased.

• "Mmmm..." - the big demon audibly swallowed with closed eyes, then he turned to me.

• "Ah... now I'm not starving." - He told me with a smile.

• "Well, just to be sure, take another drink." -

I gestured at the now panting, upside-down boy.

• "But... look at him. He's exhausted. I don't want to drain him." -

• "Nonsense. You won't drain him by sucking another drink. Come on, I'm sure you liked it, anyhow." - I only wanted to be sure, after all.

Belham sighed and wrapped his big mouth around the young prey's crotch once more and sucked for another dose. The boy was lost in a sexual haze, probably one he had never felt nor will ever feel outside this situation. This second time Belham visibly enjoyed the drink he was taking, and the boy seemed have little energy left. Maybe I was underestimating how much the big demon sucked away...

Nonetheless, the demon took the spilled orgasm happily, and the helpless boy hung limp from my vines.

• "T-This was good, I'll admit." - Belham assured me, granting me a smile as well.

Oh, how lovely of him. - "How adorable you are." - I thought.

My own face got an involuntary smirk and I could almost feel my heart literary warm.

• "But what will... you do with him?" - the big demon gestured to the hanging prey.

• "I was so close to draining him." - He added, looking a bit ashamed.

• "Don't worry, he'll be fine. I'll just put him back to where he was, and the same darkness that brought him here will take him back." - He kept his eyes on me, still with a soft smile.- "With the vines?" -

• "Yes, they are part of me. I can almost see with them." - While I explained, I had the vines take the boy back into the woods, later having them retract back into me.

...

I did realize that my concern for his health interrupted his tale. I opted for just leaving things as were. I was glad with him opening up and even giving me the chance to help. In any other case he might have just passed out at a later point. After that, I just sat beside him, and we contemplated the land together...

Together.

I was slowly growing to like this, slowly but surely.

Later I would have to ask for the rest of his story. Maybe I'd share mine as well, and hopefully it won't mortify him all that much. But this was a lot me thinking ahead. I was... being hopeful. So odd.

Belham later asked to see other demonstrations of my abilities, and I showed him flowers that protrude from my hands and the vines, and how my vines could be produced with thorns. I explained that the sun and water had very good effects on me, and that I could use the vines to drain with minimal contact (and how that is sometimes preferable). The big demon sat there with me, just as intrigued about my abilities as I was about him. There were a few moments of silence, and these were good too.

Eventually, we both found ourselves tired and ready to sleep away until the next day. And this time, as Belham laid on his side, I rested on his powerful chest. His heart beated loudly while his chest felt soft yet firm and oh so comfy.

• "Rest well." - He told me.

***

The next day soon began, and I barely noticed. I was in a happy place, after all.

The trees were very awake, though. These would release a collage of signals as a result of their solar intake and oxygen exchange, and it was simply making it hard for me to keep sleeping. This is why its impossible for me to take a day nap.

Mmm, I only felt the ground.

...

In a few moments I took the time to look for him, and he was in the same place as before. The sky was also in similar conditions and this only meant that the climate was pleasant

• "Ah, you left me there on the ground." - I told Belham, and he quickly turned at me with a smile.

• "Heh, sorry." - It really didn't bother me, I was just happy to see him.

• "What... is your name?" - He suddenly asked me. I felt all sorts of rude, but then again, I never really planned any of this.

• "Gideon." -

• "I'm glad I met you, Gideon." - Belham gave a slight nod.

• "And I you." - I replied to the big demon, being quite truthful. Then he approached me slowly he padded towards me, a minute later standing just an inch or two from me. He leans forward, closing his muzzle more and more.

• "Oh, what are you doing?" - I wondered, having only slight idea.

Next thing I knew, he had pushed me into the ground with this firm but gentle nudge.

• "Ah, hey-!" - I was clearly on the ground, and he was lunging at me- no, at my crotch.

Then I felt his big mouth and lips around my loins. My member and nuts were all surrounded by his mouth and his fleshy tongue, it all felt so enticing and pleasurable. I couldn't remember the last time I had this done and I couldn't understand why exactly this was just happening. It was not my first time, but it quickly proved to be very, very stimulating. The feeling was quickly getting to me, my cock getting hard and thick surprisingly fast. He too was enjoying this, feeling my cock in his mouth.

He let out muffled moans of delight. Probably he underestimated the size I was packing, but this ultimately pleased him more, I was sure. My head quickly filled with the rush of ecstasy, Belham doing such a good job down there. Like clockwork my hands were over his big bobbing head and my hips gently pushing upwards. I fully spread my legs to give full access to this demon who was making me feel so good. I could feel how my dick now fully hard, and it felt so good to just have it all trapped between juicy lips and a massaging tongue, getting teased and nursed on almost greedily.

Belham's nose pushed against my body, and we shared a chorus of grunts and moans. His strong hands held my legs tightly, but I wasn't going anywhere. This was too good...

Ecstasy rippled mercilessly through my body in a way that feeding just won't ever do.

• "Hah... Belham... Bel-!" -

My back arced as all that pleasure is replaced by a flushing sensation. My grip on his mane tightens and my cock flexes against his tongue, and my demon seed is just surrendered to him. My semen is shot out with force and is appropriately copious, the big demon makes loud sounds of joy and satisfaction. He sucked more gently as my penis shot several more wads for him to taste and swallow, and I just tried to recover my breath.

...

• "Belham... Why?" - I asked my partner, looking down.

He just kept focused on my crotch, clearly loving it. His lips slid off only to have the tongue slobber and taste it a few more times. The fleshy taste organ was bigger than my erect, drained member, easily.

After a few moments he looked for my reaction with a fairly mischevieous smile.

• "Mmm... one more." - He said grinning, and his plan was irrefutable.

So I just sighed and braced for another nursing.

...

The second time around he sucked my cock with even more motivation, resulting in a more pleasurable experience and a bigger orgasm payload for him to swallow. Once finished this second time, we both sat together, and I leaned mm his side, an arm around his muscular back (I could only reach halfway, heh).

• "You taste so good, Gideon. Your cum is sweet, like a nectar." - Belham giggled.

• "The flowers I can summon can have a little drink of my... "nectar" in them." -

• "I'd like to see that... hehe." -

• "But tell me... What was your intention with this? I don't mean to be rude, I only want to be informed. And if it helps to know... I loved it." - I simply had to know.

No other way around it.

• "Because I like you... because as I kept looking at you, I madly wondered how you would taste like... because I wanted to make you feel good..." - He got that adorably shy look on his face once more, and I was more than pleased with the answer.

It was... genuine.

• "I like you and I wonder how you taste like. I want to make you feel good too." - Our eyes met and I licked my lips lustfully.

• "Oh... no, it's okay." - He chuckled and almost seemed to blush under that shiny brown fur.

• "It's not okay. Please, help me please you." - I pressed myself against his firm side, and I could feel my cock throbbing.

I lusted for Belham, and he brought this upon himself.

• "Gideon... ummm... uh." - I could swear that now he really was blushing.

His eyes stared widely at my attentive, wet cock.

• "Can I... take it?" - He gestured at my member with his head.

• "You want me to fuck you?" - I was honestly a little surprised at the proposition.But I kept looking at him. My partner was indeed horny, his huge cock throbbed visibly and stood upright, looking rigid but still delicious. Noticing my slight pause, he laid flat on the ground, spreading his thick legs sideways and revealing everything down there.

• "Oh wow..." - It was almost too much for words.

It promised to be a completely new experience because everything was so large. A lot of space to hold on to. Mmmm...

One of his hands slid down to his crotch, and a finger showed me the way to this big demon's tailhole. It teased the rim, circling it a few times before just sliding in. Belham's opening looked so perfectly inviting.

With my hard dick in hand I approached the exposed demon, his body all for me. Being more than twice my size, there was no way to pin him for a better vantage position... or was there? I could achieve that with my other appendages; the vines. Swiftly they pop out of my shoulders and gently wrap around Belham's ankles, then they pin them up in the same fashion I would've done with someone my size using my hands. Belham wanted me to fuck him, and I would gladly grant his wish.

...

Taking a few more steps, I thrust forward. My penis easily fits his tailhole, and immediately it felt so comfortable around my taut flesh, without feeling even the slightest bit loose. His hole easily took my whole cock, and I followed with the obligatory pelvic thrusts, bracing on the big thighs he owned. Belham was squirming with delight right away as I trusted into him without much care. His rectum seemed to flex in synchronization with his breathing, tightening occasionally and providing extra pleasure.

• "Come on, big boy. Take it all... yeah." - I urged repeatedly.

Soon his hips trusted back into my cock, and I had to brace harder. In all of this, I kept staring at his massive package. I hypnotized by how his big balls bounced carelessly and his hyper cock seemingly got bigger. I just wanted to rub my whole body against it... So I reached for it, leaning forward to get a better grip. This only interrupted my pumping cock for a moment. I finally held the base of my partner's huge member and began to pull towards me in opposition to the groin muscles.

I held it pressed against my chest as my hips kept pushing and pulling my cock in and out of Belham. With this my big demon just moaned and grunted more loudly, his movements against my penetrating cock making his own rub against my chest and torso. I just held onto it for dear life while my hips kept working madly, my widest hug unable to wrap his whole dick completely.

With my muzzle against it I just licked this wonderfully juicy flesh with vigor, quickly loving the taste. In crescendo, Belham moaned louder and squirmed madly, and I fucked faster. All this so Belham would finally roar.

...

• "HAAAH!" -

...

What a spectacle of an orgasm this was. I can hardly speak of how much was there, or how the wads flew like projectiles and covered such a large area around our sexual incident. And the taste of his milk. Oh...

***

We had successfully... passed out. Slowly, my eyes opened, and they could hardly register the aftermath of our wonderful event. There was so much white. So much musk.

• "Belham... Bel... wake up. We effectively fainted out of an orgasm." - I nudged the big demon that I rested upon.

• "Mmmm... sounds good..." - He only smiled, not opening his eyes. There was a little groan.

• "We're so dirty... how are we gonna get all of this clean?" -

• "We have tongues, no? We'll have to, ah- -yawn- ... tongue-bath each other." - the big demon then giggled at the idea.

• "That's... going to take a while." -

• "I think we have time... don't we?" -

• "Yes, yes we do." -