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Aaralon wanted to scream out, not from fear or horror but frustration as he felt the Incubus begin to slowly draw itself out of his ass. If the gag had not been in place he might have begged the Incubus to touch his cock.

Instead he felt a shock of electricity go through his body as the massive head of the demons cock passed over something inside of him. His cock bounced on on his stomach and he felt the heat of his own seed splashing onto his chest.

As the monsters cock finally slowed, pausing with only the oversized head still inside of Aaralons ass. He felt its hand on his chest, its fingers running through the cum on his chest, tracing odd patterns that seemed to burn on his flesh after the finger was gone.

This was worse than anything else that had happened so far, feeling his ass being stretched out and his cock left to twitch and throb in his lap. He wanted to scream out for release yet all he could muster where weak moans that only seemed to amuse the Incubus.

He lifted his head, finally looking the Incubus in the eye. As he looked into the two darkly smoldering coals that were its eyes he felt something unexpected. His heart began to ache, ache in the way it had for a girl he had once spoken with from the Young Ladies School of Magic at the other end of the valley. The fact that he was feeling something like that for not only a demon but a male one that was in the midst of **** his ass was nearly too much to take.

The Incubus clearly saw the emotional turmoil inside Aaralon, indeed it had seemed to be waiting for just that. As it began to fuck his ass, slowly at first, the long thrusts making him writhe, then quickly building up its pace until it felt like he would be pulled inside out.

Through all of that his cock remained untouched, even as it painted his stomach with pre-cum. Every Time Aaralon tried to touch his own cock his hands would be slapped away by the Incubus and its thrusts would become harder as if in punishment.

When the end came it was so sudden Aaralon hardly had time to understand what was happening. One moment he was being used as a cock sleave of a demon and the next the oddly strong yet soft hand of the demon was around his cock. Even that tiny amount of contact was enough to finally push him over the edge. In that same moment the demon slammed itself home inside of him.

It felt as if his seed was lava as it shot forth from his cock. He was able to close his eyes just before the first shot splashed across his own face. Two, three, four, five even six shots of his own seed splashed across his face as he gasped for breath. He could taste it on his tongue as it worked its way around the gag.

The infernal cock throbbed as it pumped a huge amount of corrupt seed into him. It felt as if he was being filled with cold fire, the sensation seeming directly linked to his still spasming cock.

It was all too much for Aaralon to take.

With a strangled cry he dropped out of consciousness into the sweet darkness below.