The King of the Demons

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“What a load of bull shit …” Noah grumbled, with Joe agreeing. Their mates had disappeared and Jake had the key to their hotel room. Spring break in New Orleans had been a great idea, but right now, Noah and Joe was just angry. “We need to go somewhere, but my wallet is in the room …” Noah said. It was getting late and right now there was no realistic chance of them getting laid either. And just to make it worse, their fake ids were in the hotel room – with the wallets they had forgotten, as it was Philip’s turn to pay.

“Hey, I might know a place – I heard about it from a dude back at school,” Joe said. Noah looked at him. Joe was about his height, 6 feet, and build, but that was also where the similarities stopped. Joe’s skin was a cinnamon golden deep brown, with piercing dark eyes and short cropped black hair; straight nose and wide, marked jawline and wide full lips. Noah, on the other hand, had creamy white skin, without a flaw, pink, full lips as well and slightly upturned nose, and half-length shaggy reddish-blond hair and bright, blue eyes that turned darker at the outer rim. Both of them were build lean and well-muscled, standing about 170 pounds. Both had been swimmers, baseball and ice hockey players I high school and they had kept going after going to college.

“Where is it?” Noah asked, just about ready to go along with anything.

Joe turned and started to walk down a side street. “I think it is a block or something away! Come on …”

They walked into what looked like an old industrial neighbourhood and Joe headed towards a brick stone building, that looked like an old factory, with boarded up windows and a big iron enforced front door. As they walked, Noah could not help checking out Joe’s high and firm ass in his tight jeans; had they been able to go back to their hotel room, they could at least fuck each other. The ripped jeans hugged Joe’s legs perfectly, showing bits of his hairless, brown legs and the black t-short could just as well have been painted on. Noah had a pair of tight fitting jeans on, showing of shit guts as well, following the contours of his legs, and a stretchy, white button up shirt that was gaping along the holes between the buttons.

As they walked up the stairs, the two big guys standing on either side checked them out. Noah fully expected them to be turned away or as a minimum carded, but the one on the right just grinned and opened the door. Joe and Noah stepped in and they had barely passed the threshold, before the door slammed shut behind them.

Both of them looked back and then to each other. “Only one way forward, I guess!” Noah said.

They walked forward, down a dark corridor with bricked up doors on either side, only just lit up enough for them to not ram into the walls. As they moved further and further into the building, they started to hear and feel the pulsing sound of what Noah thought initially was house/techno music with too much bass.

As they got closer, he realised, that though it sounded like house or techno, it was way more animalistic and it did something to his body; he could feel a buzzing sensation in his bones and felt how his ass was slightly quivering. They looked at each other, and Noah could see, that Joe was feeling it as well.

When they reached the end of the hall way, another door was blocking their path, but again two guards were standing in the shadows of the hall. Noah thought something was wrong with their form, like they were too big and misshaped, but one of them pushed a button with a hand that was way too large and the doors swung open. Behind the doors was – nothing, just darkness and the boys could not see anything past the opening. Noah was about to get cold feet, but behind him the guards had lowered a couple of spears with wicked sharp points.

Again, the two boys looked at each other; only one way and that was forward. They stepped through the doors who slammed closed behind them.

They had walked right into what looked like a massive cave. It was dark and it took some moments, for Noah’s eyes to get accustomed to the low light in there, but he could sense movement and the booming sense of the music that streamed thought the massive hall. The ceiling was so far up that they could not see it and besides, large lightning clouds – or that was what it looked like to Noah – was floating up there.

As his eyes started to get accustomed to the low light, Noah saw, that the primary source of light was some deep stone bowls, filled with a deep red oil and real live fire. As his sight further improved, he could start to make out shapes. First, he thought that it was people, primarily young men for what he could see, dancing, but he started to be able to make out what evidently was moans, crying, whimpering and screams of guys his own age and up to their late twenties getting well and thoroughly fucked. He still thought that it was men fucking other guys, but something was wrong about their shapes …

He looked and Joe whose eyes were wide open and mouth gaping from the sight. He was clearly rubbing his straining cock through the bulge in his jeans. “The fuck is this place?” Noah asked, a bit of panic in his voice; he had a worrying feeling that they would not be able to get out of the door behind them.

“No fucking idea … come on!” Joe grabbed Noah’s arm and pulled him further in. More of the contours of cave was starting to stand out; such as that the ceiling just continued up out of view, hidden behind what definitely was real blood red clouds.

Fire pits along the sides of the cave, which seemed to stretch out further than it should be possible, gave of the primary source of light. The cave floor was laid out in terraces in a downward slope, before moving up to form a central dais in the middle.

Noah was still oblivious to the figures around him, besides them withering and trashing. The sounds of fucking had his cock rock hard, though he was fearful as well.

As they passed an alcove built into a bit of the stone walls, Noah looked into the dark hole and froze with shock and horror; a young man, maybe a year or two older than Noah was strung up into the air, back arced, arms and legs held up and out, spread-eagled, by long, black leathery bands … no, not bands. It was tentacles, vibrating and pulsing from muscles. It took a moment, before Noah realised, that a tentacle shaped as a cock was thrusting in and out of the guys ass and another was digging into his mouth. One was sucking his cock. While Noah watched, a second tentacle cock wiggled its way to the guys ass and started to pry its way in; the guy started to trash and tried to scream, sweat howling of him, as he was getting double penetrated.

In a lightning flash, Noah saw the demon lounging back in the back of the alcove, massive arms resting on the stone arm rests; he/it/whatever looked like a horrifyingly overgrown man, dark red skin and tentacles growing out from his back. For a brief moment, Noah saw another young man, handled by another set of tentacles, being slid up and down the monsters massive cock.

As he watched, the demon looked up at Noah and smiled menacingly, making Noah stumble back, before the thing got the idea of pulling him.

Noah looked at Joe who had watched as well. For some reason, he seemed much at ease with this. Noah’s heart was pounding in his chest, and though his cock had not gone down, it was not fully hard any longer. On the other hand, Joe’s cock was straining its confinement, as he watched in awe.

Finally, he looked at Noah and grinned. “Come on!” He almost had to force Noah further into the cave. Noah realised, that if he wanted to get out again, he most likely had to pass through the entire place. But how was he supposed to make it across and out alive?

As they walked, more and more of the demonic creatures became visible. Gangs of hoof footed, well-muscled half-men, violating young, well-built men, with cocks bigger than anything Noah had ever seen before. Winged demons, maybe seven or eight feet tall, with rippling muscles under their scaly and fiery red skin; he saw two, who was fucking a brunette guy from both ends, holding him up with their claws at the hips and shoulders, back arched and legs spread wide. A group of horned, dark blue skinned creatures, passing around a couple of slender guys, either plunging their cocks into their mouths or asses.

More and more creatures appeared: Wolf men; creatures looking like dark elves, build slender compared with their heights, but still incredibly well muscled; other fare more gruesome, winged creatures. Other tentacle monsters, demonic humanoid animals, vampires. Noah’s brain was about to implode, as they reached the dais. Slowly he moved his eyes up, seeing a massive stone and bone throne, on which the king of the demons was sitting; at least that was what Noah guessed.

The king was a massive creature; maybe ten feet tall standing, Noah guessed. Body rippling with muscles. His skin was ebony black, reflecting the burning red light, eyes blazing red. Golden horns sprouting from his temples, curling backwards like a ram’s. he was only dressed in a piece of cloth draped over his crotch, falling down between his legs, but even so, there was a profound bulge below. A strange, dark kind of power emitted from the king.

As he saw Joe approach with Noah, he grinned wickedly, showing his shining white teeth and fangs.

Joe bowed for the massive demon. “I did as you ordered, my lord! I brought him …”

Noah’s eyes widened at the words. He could not believe what he heard – from his friend.

He could not know, but Joe had arranged for them to be separated from their friends, for the purpose of bringing him to the master. Jake and Philip knew about it all. They had been servants of the king for months, after Joe had been introduced to one of the king’s lieutenants by the ‘friend’ who had told him about this place. The lieutenant had pried all knowledge about pried all knowledge about his friends from him and given it to his master, the king. He had immediately lusted for the angelic Noah and ordered Joe to bring him to the king.

“You did, yes,” a voice reverberated through hour the cave; Noah had no sense of where it came from but there was no doubt it belonged to the king. For a moment, the activity around them lessened, as the demons heard the voice of their king, before they resumed even more rigorously. “You will be handsomely rewarded for your effort to service me.” The words sounded like the felt odd to the king, like this was not his true language. As the king spoke, one of the demonic elves stepped forward, fangs showing as an evil smile spread across over his face.

Joe scrambled to his feet, as the elf reached for him and pulled him away from the dais. His clothing almost burning off by the touch of the elf. The last Noah saw of Joe for what would be a long time, was the blissful look in Joe’s eyes and how they expanded, as the elf sank his massive cock into his ass.

Noah turned his eyes to the king in front of him. The demon beckoned him to approach, but Noah refused; he could not move forward. When he tried to turn and run, he felt resistance.

“You cannot run from me, youngling,” the voice of the king rung in his head – and Noah realised that it was only him, who could hear it. The king used his powers on him and Noah felt himself move forward, sort of floating across the ground, not moving his feet, while the ground moved below him. “You shall surrender to me, like all of them.” The demon king’s hands grasped his arms and Noah felt the force restraining him disappear; his hands were massive, almost covering his upper arms. His nails were claw like.

The king moved one hand to Noah’s neck, grabbing his hair and virtually encasing his back head in his hand. Noah stood transfixed in front of the king, as the massive demon ripped his shirt open with his other clawed hand, ripping it all the way of him. The demon looked over his body, running the surprisingly soft fingers and nails over his pure, white skin. “Yes, you shall do well …” Noah grasped the massive wrists of the kings’ arms.

As the king kept stroking his large hand over Noah’s trembling body, pinching his nipples, making Noah slightly moan, as the sensation, the demonic music and the seer effect of the king’s power overpowering him, Noah felt someone removing his shoes. Out of the corner of his eyes, Noah could see a young human guy pulling his shoes of and started to unbutton his jeans slowly and sensually, intentionally taking his time.

The guy could at most be 21 and he had a well-built body, clean from hair on his body except his blueish black head hair was cropped medium short. He was completely nude, except a pair of steel cuffs on his wrists and ankles.

“One of my courts slaves …” the king mummed in Noah’s head, “one who dissatisfied one of my lieutenants.”

He started to slowly slide Noah’s tight jeans down over his brief-clad ass. Finally, he pulled the jeans clean of, revealing Noah’ firm, muscled, well-shaped legs, leaving him in front of the demon king, only in his white, scanty briefs, which hugged Noah’s hard, precum drooling cock.

With an invisible gesture, the king sent the slave away, only for him to be picked up by one of the humanoid beast creatures – another of the king’s lieutenants, the very one he had angered. Noah clearly saw how the beast forced the guy to his knees, before mounting him, coupling with him hard and rough.

“Aamon enjoys violating his prey in this shape, but the slave refused him and fought him once too many … now my lieutenant takes great pleasure in showing the slave his place repeatedly and where ever his, along with in the human world.” The guy was whimpering and crying, as he was fucked wild and getting breeded.

The king hand pulled Noah closer and slid a claw-hand down his back, grabbing one of Noah’s ass cheek.

Noah gasped, as he felt one of the king’s clawed fingers slide under his briefs, poking his quivering pucker. The head of the cave, emitting from the fire pits, along with the proximity to the king and fear – and, Noah’s inner voice whispered, lust – had him sweating, his body glistening in the light.

The king slowly forced his massive finger past Noah’s 18-year-old sphincter, making Noah moan and whimper, while spreading his legs to try and ease the demon’s entry.

As the finger sank in, the king expertly fingered Noah’s pleasure button. He grinned menacingly, as Noah whimpered and started to fuck back. The combination of the king fingering him, the music stimulating his mind and body, and the power emitting from the king made Noah’s body betray him. He tried to fight it, but his body took control and he moaned and cried as his ass was fingered – he whimpered pathetically, when the king removed his finger, ripping his scanty white briefs from his body.

The king moved his hand and removed the cloth that had been covering his cock, letting it slide to the floor. Noah felt his heart almost stop at the sight; with horror, he realised that at ten feet, the king’s cock was proportional to his physical size. Noah’ best guess in his hazy mind was, that if the king had been a regular large man at six feet two, his cock would have been twelve inches long – an entire foot. Right now, his best guess was, that the demon king’s cock was maybe 18 or 19 inches long and maybe ten inches around. Noah was sure that he would die if that was to pry its way up his ass.

The king stroked his massive prick, bringing it to its full length and hardness. Noah tried to pull away, but the king had him in a firm grip, now with a hand around his neck.

He lifted him up, making Noah kneel with his knees spread wide.

“Please … please, no! Don’t make me … aaauuuoooooohhh!” Noah’s pleads turned into cries and whimpers, as the king forced the massive head past Noah’s ass-pussy’s opening. It was painful, but it horrifyingly enhanced the pleasure as well. The king didn’t give him time to adjust, before he started to force more and more of his cock up Noah’s ass. Inch by inch he made his way in, expertly navigating past anything getting in his way.

Noah was crying and screaming, but not from the pain any longer; rather from the intense pleasure that was washing through him. It had to be the environment and the king’s presence that caused that. Finally, Noah could feel the king’s massive balls against his back side. His voice had given out on him as he started to shoot his cum from the anal violation and he could actually see the protruding shape of the king’s cock down his body, where it had forced his organs out of its way.

The demon king started to move him up and down, fucking him, or rather making Noah fuck his ass own ass down the massive cock; essentially using his body as a flesh-light.

Noah’s eyes were glazed over, as the king fucked him harder and harder, drilling his massive prick in and out of the human body. All around them, demons were watching the show, fucking a human male, while observing their king and master fucking his new sacrifice into complete oblivion. And Noah’s mind had given out; he was not aware of anything except the massive cock that he was being piston fucked down on by the God, who stood up and started to fuck even harder.

He did not see Joe being fucked spread-eagle on a stone slap. Nor did he see Jake, who was almost being ripped apart by one of the largest winged demons, begging for more. Philip’s drilling by a humanoid beast man also passed unnoticed to Noah.

But the demon king’s orgasm did not.

After having drilled Noah well and thoroughly, the king slammed him down two, three times more and roared out, as he started to send his sizzling hot cum up Noah’s ass. Noah could feel how the king filled his ass with his demonic seeds, making it seep out of his ass. The king sat back down, with Noah firmly impaled on his cock, as the roar echoed out through the cave.

Noah simply slumped down, almost unconscious, seeming almost radiantly white against the ebony black demon.

“You will surrender to me,” the king growled, as he felt his seed ooze out of the angelic ass, that he had just violated. Flames encased the throne, and when they settled down, the demon king and Noah had vanished to the king’s private cave, where they could be undisturbed.

Epilogue

Noah did surrender to the demon king, Lucifer. The rest of the spring break he spent in the private cave of the king, but time passed at a slower pace – or faster, really whatever the king wanted – giving the demon king much more time to enjoy his sacrifice. However, while in the cave, the king chose a different manifestation; a seven-foot-tall version of his larger being that had taken Noah the first time.

After returning to the college, Noah remained in servitude to the king, enjoying his company often, both in his dorm or being whisked off to a private cave in the king’s palace in the underworld.

Twenty years after this initial encounter in New Orleans, Noah had not aged. That initial coupling with the king had ensured his immortality and he remained one of the servants of the demon king for the following millennia, both fucking the king, along with bringing forth new sacrifice to his master.