Disclaimers/Warning: Mind Control, gay/bisexual sex, and unprotected sex occur.
I also recommend you read Ch. 01 first.
Thanks for reading! Enjoy!
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I jumped out of bed in distress, my brain reeling from the revelation that I had changed inside, and somehow enslaved my new roommate to my will.
"What would you like me to do, Master?" Tanner asked, sitting up in bed, showing off his washboard abs and perfectly cut chest.
"Umm," I said, thinking quickly on how best to handle the situation. "Get dressed and act like you normally would, and as if we didn't just fuck."
"As you wish, Master," he replied, clearly disappointed I was going to use and abuse him further.
He got dressed and I sighed with regret as his beautiful cock and body was once again obscured by his clothes.
"See ya, bro," Tanner told me, and walked out like nothing happened.
With that situation handled for now, I decided to get to the larger problem at hand. What was going on with me?
I got out my laptop and pulled up google. I stared at the page, realizing I didn't know what the fuck to search for. I knew it had something to do with sex, and feeding off sex, but that was about it.
Something in the back of my mind though called out the word demon. I shuddered. Was I a demon? Was I inherently evil?
No, I decided, quashing that thought as soon as possible. No matter my new desires or powers, I was who I made myself out to be, and I would not let myself become evil.
Having no other leads to go on, I typed in sex demon. That search went about as well as one would expect, and my face turned bright red in embarrassment. Scrolling down the links though, I saw a Wikipedia page that could be interesting.
Succubus, a female demon said to feed off her sexual encounters with men. See incubus.
I clicked the link and found what I was looking for.
The article was fascinating, and I read all of it, along with several source articles that proved to be very enlightening. An incubus was a male succubus, and just like his female counterpart, was said to feed off sex. Apparently the "myth" originated with women waking up with sleep paralysis, feeling as if there was someone on top of them so they couldn't move. Also, Merlin's father had been an incubus.
Like I said, it was all fascinating, but none of it told me what I needed to know. Was I, in fact, an incubus? And if so, what were my powers?
Well that's easy, you already know them.
I jumped in my seat when that thought came up. It felt like my inner incubus was speaking to my dominant conscious. As if it lay buried deep within my brain. As if I knew how to access it by instinct—
A flood of information washed my brain, and I cried out in pain. Something that had always been lurking inside me, just underneath the surface, finally broke free, and instinctual knowledge welled up in my thoughts.
I was an incubus, it told me. An ancient race of creatures that preyed on the sexual desires of humans. Because we are few and far in between though, we also relied on humans to mate with and pass along our progeny. Unfortunately, not many of us are interested in raising our own children, so we often grew up with adopted human families, and that's why we learned by instinct.
At the age of 18 we come into our powers, and though are naturally desirable by humans, are driven to look it as well.
Incubi have a number of powers. They can sexually arouse anyone they desire, most easily by touch, and drive them almost mad with lust for us. We feed off human's sexual energy through kissing, which not only sustains our life force, but helps heal us and makes us stronger. Sadly, we still need regular food as well.
The most coveted part of any human for us is their free will though, obtained via kissing only when fucking said human. Not only does it taste better than their sexual energy, the more free will's one eats the stronger they become, and unlike sexual energy, it's a permanent boost.
Once we have a human's free will, it is almost impossible for them to regain it, and they will follow any and every order their master gives them willingly, no exception, unless they physically can't accomplish it. And even then they'll more often than not die trying just to please us.
Eating the free will of a human is not only delicious, but practically necessary for the survival of my kind and me personally. The larger my harem grows the better able I am to protect myself, or have them protect me, and the more options I have for choosing a life mate if I so want one.
My dick grew hard at the thought of having a dozen or more people completely devoted to me. And it's not like I would be harming them, right? I didn't force them to have sex with me, I just had a biological advantage that encourage such actions. And by feeding on free wills I didn't kill anyone, just made myself the main focus of their lives.
Maybe before my eighteenth birthday I would have been appalled by such thoughts, and maybe not. All I knew is I was an incubus, and I was turned on by it.
"Yo, Tanner," I called. "Can you come here?"
"Yeah, dude?" he asked walking in. "Woah! Dude! You're naked! Not cool!"
I had forgotten about that. Oh well.
"Shut the fuck up," I told him. And he did. "From now on, when we are alone, you will call me Master, understood?"
"Yes, Master," he said.
"You will have your normal personality," I told him, "And continue on as you normally would. However, I am your first priority, and you will always do as I say. Understood?"
"Yes, Master," he said, nodding.
"Good," I smirked. "Now suck my cock. It needs some relief."
"With pleasure, Master," he said, grinning, ecstatic that he could do anything to please me.
Tanner walked over and slowly got down to his knees, staring down at my throbbing cock with pure lust.
"Take off your shirt," I told him. He threw it off before the words were completely out of my mouth, revealing his bronzed, Spartan like body. "And maintain eye contact."
Tanner looked up into my eyes with a look of desire, worship and love vying for control as he sank his head to my tip, and opened his mouth to greedily except the thing he wanted most in the world.
His mouth enveloped my head, and his eyes attempted to roll back in pleasure, but he forced himself to keep looking me in the eye. This wasn't about his pleasure, it was all about mine, and only mine.
He slid up and down the shaft, trying to go as far down as possible. He made it about half way down, and I could feel my dick hitting the back of his throat when he couldn't go any further. That was okay though, he would get plenty of practice throughout the year
His tongue played with my head for a bit, flicking the sensitive skin, then snaking out and around my shaft, drool piddling out of his mouth along with it.
All too soon I felt my dick starting to contract and the cum leaving my balls, and I flew into a fury. I grabbed Tanner's head and started fucking him in the mouth. He stopped trying to go down on me and just limply laid there, letting my use and abuse him.
"Oh, god oh god ohgodohgodohgod," I breathed quickly, my abs shining from the sweat of the exertion. "OHGOD!"
I orgasmed, my cum flying out of my dick and into Tanner's eagerly awaiting mouth. Buckets spilled out, too much for his mouth to handle, but he kept swallowing as much as he could. After I settled down, cum had dripped onto my thighs and legs, my chair, and the floor.
Tanner licked up the last of the cum from my dick, his eyes still staring at me like I was the most important thing in the world.
"What do you think you're doing, bitch?" I asked him. "Lick up all the cum like the cum loving slut you are."
I was past the whole wrong and right of the situation, or of who I was originally and who I was acting like now. I was an incubus, and I craved sex and control, morals be damned.
"Sorry, Master," Tanner said, distressed he hadn't known exactly how to please me. He got down on all fours and licked up every drop of cum he could find, hunting for them like a pig for truffles, like a dog trying to serve his master.
