Date: Mon, 17 Jul 2023 18:09:46 +0000 From: Ganimedes Ganymede Subject: WestSide, chapter 1: Welcome to WestSide! This is just fantasy. I, the writer, don't condone any of what is depicted here, and I don't encourage my readers to practice it irl. This story is inspired by the drawings of Spicehead (@spicehead1 on twitter). Go follow him and support his amazing art! If you like my stories don't hesitate to give me your feedback either via email or on my socials. My twitter is @ganimedeswriter drop me a DM! Also, don't forget to donate and support Nifty! It's the reason why we can enjoy these amazing stories! WestSide, 1989 An insane amount of boxes were invading their new home. Piles and piles of cardboard, filled with mundane objects that they never used or needed but were important if they wanted to keep their appearance as humans, hindered the way. Tyler was naked in all his glory, sorting through the boxes, trying to find his clothes. The morning light hit his strong body and made it shine. His seventeen-year-old physique was very developed for his age but still had room to grow. His muscles were nicely defined thanks to lots of hours spent in the gym and practicing his favorite sports, but he knew he could work harder to develop his muscles even more. His favorite part of his body was his chest. He had his nipples pierced with two silver hoops that hung from them. These, along with his chiseled pecs, looked, in his mind, like a work of art, and the fact that not a single one of his lovers could keep their hands and mouths off of them only proved his theory to be correct. His cock, due to the stress of not finding his clothes, was now flaccid but still looked bigger than a human dick. Lately, he had had the urge to shave off his dark, dense, and curly bush of pubes, but he knew that was one of the main sources of his magic, so he couldn't just get rid of them. From time to time, he trimmed them. He was inside his house with his fathers, so he was in his original form. His tail, horns, and dick spikes were showing, and he was comfortable like that. Incubi looked like humans for the most part, but those three characteristics were enough to give away their identity. Incubi that lived with humans in society had learned to hide their attributes, as well as to behave just like humans would. That meant wearing clothes, and Tyler couldn't seem to find them, which was pissing him off. "Dad, where are my jockstraps?" asked the grumpy teen. "In the jockstrap box" One of his fathers, Zion, replied. He got up from the floor and picked up the jockstrap box "We put yours with ours." "Great!" he snatched the box from his father's hands "How am I going to recognize mine now?" "Please" his other father, Malik, intervened "Don't act like you're as big as us." Both fathers laughed "Ours will not fit you. You are big for your age, but not as big as you think you are." Tyler rolled his eyes and went upstairs, locking himself inside his room. "For the depravity of God," said Zion "What is wrong with this kid?" "Monday is his first day of school. You know he's very demanding of himself, that's why he's stressed. He's trying to make everything as perfect as possible. He wants to cause a good first impression on everyone he meets in this new town." Explained Malik, getting up from the floor and walking towards his husband. "At the end of the day, he's just a teenager." "He should relax a little bit." "We made him that way. You were so obsessed with keeping up the good reputation of the Natanis that you put a lot of pressure on the boys." "I know, but... when I was his age..." he reminisced of past times. "You were exactly like he is, an anxious and horny teenager trying to be the best and trying to have everything under control. That's what made me fall in love with you." Malik stretched his arms and threw them around Zion's neck. He leaned forward and kissed his husband's lips. He started playing with his tongue, battling with Zion's and relishing his partner's taste. Malik bit his husband's lips, and Zion moaned softly. He put his hand on Malik's stomach and pushed him away. "We need to prepare the invitations, so stop," He said, with a devilish grin on his face "When we're done writing them we can fuck on top of them. A little bit of the Natanis scent won't bother any guests." Meanwhile, upstairs, Tyler was in his room trying on his favorite jockstraps. He usually would not wear any, he preferred to go commando, but he wanted to get a vision of the town before he had the chance to hypnotize every living man with his flopping dick. His little brother, 7-year-old Jordan, came running down the corridor and opened the door to Tyler's bedroom. He saw his big brother naked, and he admired the long tail he had on his lower back. The mix of colors in his body was something that little Jordan liked as well. Every incubus family had a representative color that was passed down from generation to generation. The Natanis color was legendary in the incubi world. Their warm umber brown skin combined perfectly with the light green that colored their tails, horns, and dicks. Their eyes were regular colors, but with the use of magic, they adopted the family's color instead. Whenever Tyler used his magic, and he used it a lot, his eyes shined a bright green that gave him a serpent-like look. In the human world, the Natanis were considered black men. In the incubi world, they were considered one of the most legendary dynasties that ever existed. They had always participated in different rituals, both human and incubus, to blend in, but they excelled to such an extent that they ended up becoming important figures in both worlds, having ancestors who were athletes, presidents, and even pharaohs. After every important event, they had to wipe off the memory of humans so they could exist in peace. Now, the Natanis dynasty was formed just by Tyler's family. Zion, one of Tyler's dads, was the original Natanis of his household. He was a brilliant student, standing out for his intelligence rather than his physical abilities. Still, he was the best basketball player back in his day. In the incubus world, he was a sex machine and was the first one of his generation to get his tail and horns. Currently, Zion was a festival judge. That meant that he could decide which incubi boys moved forward to the next stage of their learning and development and which boys had to train harder. Malik, the other half of the couple, was Zion's cousin and husband. His fathers arranged the marriage but it didn't matter because Zion and Malik liked each other way before their parents decided to keep the dynasty's bloodline pure. He stood behind Zion in formal settings, letting his husband take charge of the dynasty's name, but he was well known in the incubus society for being a total freak in bed. Together, they created six different incubi, all special and extremely talented. Jordan stood still, admiring his big brother's body until Tyler looked at him and smiled. He walked towards the door, lifted Jordan in the air, and gave him a big kiss on the cheek. "How is my favorite little devil?" said Tyler while kissing Jordan's cheeks, making the little incubus laugh, trying to kick his way out of his brother's embrace. "Let me down!" he said, laughing. Tyler loved his brothers. His parents taught him a lot about both the incubus and the human world, but the most important thing was family values. The Natanis loved each other, therefor Tyler felt a deep connection with every single one of his siblings. He wouldn't admit it, but Jordan was his favorite, so whenever he was having a bad day, playing with his little brother was more than enough to always lighten up his mood. "You know you can't wander into my room and not pay your price in kisses!" chuckled Tyler, putting down the boy "A kiss. Now!" He squatted down and Jordan kissed his cheek. "I came to ask if you're going to do the invitations with me." The little boy blushed and looked at his feet. "My handwriting isn't very good." "Did dads scold you because of your handwriting?" Jordan nodded, and Tyler hugged him "My handwriting was awful until I turned 12, and look at it now. It looks regal." That made Jordan giggle, feeling better about himself "Of course, I will do the invitations with you!" They hugged again. "Now, little devil, did you get your daily incubus cum dose?" Asked the big brother. "Yes, but I'm still hungry" Jordan licked his lips at the thought of more food. He was growing. He was in the stage of development that the incubi called "the first stage" or "the young stage". The boys in this stage had a hunger that would never be experienced again, almost insatiable, and no matter how much they had eaten, they would still want more. "Close the door," said Tyler, who didn't want to be bothered "Third dose of the day coming," He said with a smile, as he started rubbing his dick... After he was done and Jordan fell asleep in Tyler's bed, he got dressed and went downstairs. He was wearing red shiny nylon shorts that left nothing for the imagination and perfectly showcased his big bulge and a white tank top that only hid his chest and part of his stomach. His belly button was still visible. "Sexy," said Malik "where are you going?" "Just to see the town. I've heard it's small but interesting." "It's very small indeed" Nodded Zion "but our research has shown that it's the perfect place for incubi to migrate to. Not many incubi around and lots of horny humans ready to cum for us." "I'm ready for some cum" said Malik, licking his lips. "You guys are always thinking about sex and cum" joked Tyler. "Well, we're incubi, it's kind of our thing, you know." Malik chuckled and smiled at his husband. "By the way, Tyler, can you bring Mikey to us? It's time for his dose." "Sure, where is he?" Tyler looked around but all he saw were black cards decorated with green details and golden lettering. Malik was writing the appropriate information and Zion was stamping the folded papers with the Natanis stamp, the family's emblem, which was a winged heart with horns. His new house was still a mess. The boxes were sorted everywhere and the rooms still had the echo only an empty house had. The building itself was cool. To the human eye and the middle-class incubus eye, the house would appear to be a mansion, a palace even, but Tyler saw it as a regular house, just like the ones he had lived in before moving to WestSide. The house was almost completely white. The floor and stairs were made out of Italian marble, but the furniture was a deep tone of brown. It was obvious that it was good quality wood, and from a craftsmanship that, sadly, was lost in their current society. The furniture was from the Natanis dynasty as well, and the carpenter who made them was long gone, so both Zion and Malik took really good care of the sofas, the bookshelves, the wardrobes, etc. They even had a cabinet for each boy, all stuffed to their fullest with all kinds of dildos and sex toys of different colors and sizes. The seat cushions of the sofas were wrapped in red velvet and lined with golden details. The curtains were the same color as the velvet but made out of a lighter pleated material. The incubi guests would tell that the furniture belonged to the original Natanis, and the human guests would just think that they were very rich and liked to be extra, so it was the perfect decoration to both fit and stand out in the two worlds they lived in. "I think your big brothers took him downstairs to the training room," said Malik. The house had three floors. The main one, which was the one people saw when they entered the house, had the living room where his fathers were composing and writing the invitation letters for the housewarming. It also had a library, most of the books were regular books, but some others were tomes that not a single human alive could read. Tomes were written in incubus language, in ancient Egyptian, ancient Greek, and languages that not even Zion or Malik could recognize. It had a kitchen that was barely used but gave the appearance that they were great chefs, and also a dining room. The dining room was extra even for Tyler's dads, but they liked extra, so they didn't care much. The top floor was the one on which all rooms were located. One room for each of the six Natanis siblings, the main room, which belonged to Zion and Malik, and two guest rooms. Each room had its bathroom and there were two other bathrooms in the hallway that the family and guests could share if they wanted to. Finally, the underground floor. This one was the biggest floor in the house. It had a gym with communal showers, a huge heated pool, and, what they called, the training room. The training room was a big silver-gray room with white lights. The room was controlled by artificial intelligence that had files with the stats of every Natanis member. Stats like how potent their cum was, how ready they were to become fathers if they needed to train harder on their physiques, their magical abilities, etc. The training room also had eight big screens that played both incubus and human porn all day every day. In front of the screens were individual chairs where the Natanis sat to be drained. Each chair had a tube that ended in a fleshlight, and these fleshlights pumped the cum out of whoever sat on the chairs so the artificial intelligence could analyze their fluids to get the stats for the files. The room also had several chains, ropes, and beds, all made for the sole purpose of training their sexual abilities. Lastly, in a corner, there was a cage with a human slave inside. The incubi rules stated that humans shall not know about the existence of the incubi and, if they came to learn about it, their memories about the encounters with the incubi should be erased within seconds. The Natanis decided to bend that rule slightly. Their slave, whose name they didn't know nor cared about, willingly submitted himself to be their sexual slave for as long as he lived. Zion and Malik liked the idea, so they caged him and carried him with them wherever they went. They would feed him and take care of his basic needs, but they would not interact with him if it wasn't to use him as a cum bucket. The human was happily taking every load he could, so he didn't mind the lack of interaction. Tyler looked at the cage and heard the slave screaming in both pain and pleasure while his brother Ben, age 13, was fucking his ass with fury. The slave, as skinny as they came, with short dark hair and dark eyes, was biting his lips to keep the screams from leaving his throat, but he just couldn't help it. The beating Ben was giving him was too much. Ben was eager and was destroying the slave balls deep. "Why aren't you in your chair?" asked Tyler when he saw the scene. "The room told me to train my dick," said the teen with heavy breathing. Tyler saw his brother Mikey trying to climb on top of his brother Jayden, who was sleeping on his chair while the fleshlight was sucking the cum out of him. He grabbed Mikey in his arms and turned to Mateo, his other brother, who was also sitting on his chair but, contrary to Jayden, enjoying every single second of it. "What's wrong with this one?" he asked about Jayden, his oldest brother at 25. "Yesterday we went out. Human drugs always make him sleepy." Mateo shrugged, "I didn't feel anything." Tyler rolled his eyes and exited the room, leaving his three brothers with their training. He had to train, but he would do so after inspecting the town. WestSide, for some unknown reason, was calling his name. He knew he would have fun in his new town, but he was nervous at the same time. He went upstairs to the living room and handed Mikey to his father Malik. He grabbed his keys, hid his incubi features, and left the house. WestSide was waiting for him. Meanwhile in the Huldens household... "Noah!" shouted Erick. Noah left his room and walked to his dads' room, where Erick was supposed to be sleeping. Erick still slept with his fathers. Every night and morning he needed his dose of incubus cum to grow his magic and powers and advance to the next stage of his development, so his dads thought it'd be more practical if he just slept with them. Erick loved it, so he didn't make any complaints. The sight was beautiful, thought Noah. Erick was stuck between William and Thomas, Noah's dads, and both had huge boners. Noah walked closer to get Erick out of bed and he realized his dads' dicks were glistening with what looked like spit. He looked at Erick and the boy shrugged. "They're used to it by now" smiled the boy "They don't even wake up." "C'mere" he lifted the boy by his armpits and let him down on the floor. "I'm tired, can't you carry me?" said Erick, with puppy eyes. "No." The blond little boy rolled his eyes, quit his act of being tired, and walked out of his dads' bedroom towards the kitchen. His appetite was huge, and he was probably going to search for some human food. It was the end of summer break, the last weekend before classes started again. The beginning of the school year was always exciting for Noah. People didn't like to go back to school, but he did. He wanted to know who the new hotties in school were. He liked to see which boys his football team accepted each year and, of course, he loved giving them the initiation ritual, which consisted of hypnotizing them just enough so they would let him suck the cum out of their balls. He could wipe their entire memory if he wanted to, but he felt bad about it. In his opinion, even though it was legal under the incubi rules, stripping somebody from his memories was an act of cruelty. If it was severe, like stripping them from important memories like childhood events, their first love, their first heartbreak, etc., it could cause the victims to go into depression, anxiety, and even a state of paranoia. He didn't like that, so he would only take away the memories that would reveal his identity as an incubus, but the boys would still remember what they had done with him, and how much pleasure Noah caused them. Before his brother Erick interrupted him, he was getting ready to go over to his friend Kyle's house. They had been friends since they were kids. They met each other when they were 9 years old and they started attending school together. Their passion for sports and scary movies made them bond, and the rest is history. Both were now on the same football team, and Kyle was trying to convince Noah to join the wrestling team as well. Noah was a thirsty incubus, so it didn't take him long to drain Kyle's balls. He didn't have to use that much hypnotic power. Kyle considered himself straight and liked a pussy like no other boy in WestSide High, but if there was something that he liked more than a pussy it was an asshole, and both boys and girls had those. "Any hole is a goal" was Kyle's favorite phrase, and he turned it into his motto. "Noah!" Shouted Erick once again. Noah put on his jockstrap and then a pair of short baby-blue pants and walked downstairs to the kitchen. He always picked jockstraps because, in the heat of the moment while having sex, he couldn't control his will and could adopt the real incubus form. A lot of regular boxer briefs were ruined by his long tail that pierced through them. So not only were jockstraps sexy and made his ass look like a treat, but they were also convenient. The shorts barely covered his ass and bulge, but that was how he liked them. "What do you want now?" asked a frustrated Noah. "Can I have breakfast?" Asked Erick, pouting his lips. "Dude, you're old enough to fill a bowl with cereal and some milk" Noah rolled his eyes. "But I can't fill a bowl with cereal, milk, and cum!" said Erick, crossing his arms. Noah almost missed the hunger of the youth, but he didn't miss not having enough cum to eat. The hunger that an incubus boy felt if he spent some hours without eating was the same hunger that a human felt if he hadn't eaten in three days. It hurt, but luckily for Erick, he had three big brothers and two fathers who weren't gonna let him starve. "I can't wait for school to start... I could use a few hours without you being a spoiled brat!" joked Noah, as he grabbed the bowl and looked for the food. "Don't say that! I hate school!" "Well, it starts on Monday so you better get ready" Noah threw some cereal with milk together and handed the bowl to Erick "I don't have time to cum. Wake up Dad or Daddy and ask them to feed you." "Ok..." said a disappointed Erick, who started eating his cereal. Noah quickly went to his room and grabbed his keys and a white t-shirt that was laying around. He smelled it and it didn't smell horrible, so he put it on and exited his house at the speed of light. He was meeting Kyle, and he was excited. He took his bike and rode off to Kyle's house. Kyle was Noah's best friend. He considered him his human brother and, even though incubus feelings were stronger than human feelings, he knew Kyle felt the same way. Noah used to have a crush on Kyle when they were both 12 years old, but now, five years later, they laughed about it. It only made sense for him to have a crush on his friend back then. The incubi hormones were all over the place, making him think and believe things that weren't real, and having Kyle over at his place wearing his wrestling singlet didn't help either. Back then, Noah was on his school's wrestling team, but after discovering his passion for football he dropped the fighting sport. That's why Kyle still tried to convince him to join the high school wrestling team and, if Noah was honest, he was considering it. Not because he missed wrestling, but because the endless amount of cum he'd be swallowing was not a joke. The wrestling team had the fame of being horny motherfuckers, but then again, every single sports team in high school had that fame. So, maybe, he'd take on his friend's suggestion and join the team, but first, he wanted to see his best friend. He arrived at Kyle's house, dropped the bike in front of his door, and knocked on the door. "Dude!" Kyle was excited to see him there and hugged him tightly. Noah was certain that the scent he was smelling on his friend's armpits was the sweat from a long long trip. Human sweat was nothing compared to incubus sweat. Incubus sweat was almost like a drug. It produced the same effect as poppers did for humans, but only more lasting. With that being said, Kyle's sweat was special, at least for Noah. Maybe it was because of his past crush on him, maybe it was because he always thought his best friend was the perfect man and hot as fire, but there was something about the way he smelled that no other human had. Noah had hopped from team member to team member, from friend to friend, even from teacher to teacher, but none smelled the way Kyle did, and that's why the sex with Kyle was the best he had ever had. Even better than with some of the other incubi he had fucked. "Man I've missed you," said Noah, returning the hug. "Why did you have to travel to fucking Europe?" "My dad is going through his mid-life crisis and wanted to have a bonding trip with me." Kyle rolled his eyes but chuckled "I loved it, man! Next time you gotta come with us." Noah smiled and stepped into the house. There was a suitcase in the small living room and Kyle's dad was sitting on the couch, beer in one hand, his bulge in the other and he was watching TV. "Nothing like American TV," said the tipsy adult "Noah! How's my boy doing?" "I'm doing great, Mr. Lewis," he smiled. "How did you enjoy the trip?" "I loved it! But next time I will have to learn different languages. Did you know that they don't speak English outside the UK?" "Yeah, I've heard about it, Mr. Lewis" "Quit the act! You can call me Carl. I've known you since you were peeing your bed, boy" Kyle's dad laughed and Noah blushed. "He's trying to be polite, dude!" "I know! I know! I'm just playing with him." He turned off the TV and got up. He walked towards Noah and hugged the incubus "I'm glad to see you again, son, but I'm going to sleep. The trip back home destroyed me." Noah hugged him and he could smell the same scent that was on Kyle, but mixed with beer. Kyle's dad threw the beer can into the trash bin and walked towards his room, falling asleep immediately. "He seems to be handling his drinking better," said Noah, who sat down on Carl's spot. "Yeah, man" Kyle nodded and smiled "He's doing better. Last year was horrible. I thought I'd come after class one day to find him drowned in his vomit, but now... it's just better. He drinks a beer or two and calls it quits. I can see he's trying to get better." "I'm glad, really" he smiled and Kyle put his arm around Noah's neck, pulling him closer to his chest. Kyle was a tad bit taller than Noah. His face looked childish but mature at the same time, which Noah didn't fully grasp but he liked it. His body wasn't the one of a child though. Since he practiced wrestling, his body was nicely defined, and his muscles were no joke. Whenever he went to Noah's house, he spent minutes and minutes flexing in front of Noah's mirror, and the incubus loved it. Noah was so mesmerized by Kyle's body that he even decided to do the chores around the house for some money, and that way he saved for a Polaroid camera. When he got the camera he started taking pictures of naked Kyle, shirtless Kyle, dressed up Kyle, etc. He just never had enough pictures, and he saved all of them inside a shoe box under his bed. Whenever he missed Kyle, he would look at the pictures. His perfectly built muscles, his thick short dark brown hair, his cute small nose, his big happy smile... He liked everything about Kyle. "Gosh, how I've missed you!" He roughed Noah's hair up. Noah's face was dangerously close to Kyle's armpit, and his dick noticed. He was chubbing up, and he was either going to get what he wanted, which was Kyle's cum, or they had to stop. "Dude, stop or we're gonna end up having problems" joked Noah. "What kind of problems?" asked Kyle with a slight smile on his lips and an intrigued tone in his voice. "You already know..." Noah blushed again. Incubi were usually very upfront and open. They even were cocky under human standards, but Noah wasn't like that. He wasn't an introvert by any means, but he was shy and on the reserved side of his personality. He liked the attention, but only if he didn't have to work for it. If he considered he could trust you, he would showcase his real fun and outgoing personality, but that was only with special people, and Kyle was one of them. Kyle laughed at Noah's blushing. "Did you know I hired a prostitute in Europe?" said Kyle. "Really? Well... how was she?" "Great, she gave me the best blowjob I've ever had" smiled "And I mean, EVER." Noah looked down, disappointed by what his friend just said. "Oh, well... that's great, I guess." "And you wanna know the best part?" Kyle almost whispered. Noah didn't want to know the best part. He thought he was the one giving Kyle the best blowjobs he had ever had, so hearing that he found that on the streets of Europe and with a random prostitute was the closest thing to a heartbreak he had ever felt. He wasn't going to let Kyle know, though, "Sure." "I just made that whole thing up and when I wasn't walking around Europe I was in my hotel room, alone, jerking my dick to the thought of your blowjobs, dude" Noah let out a soft moan when he heard Kyle whispering that to his ear. He turned to face his friend and went straight for Kyle's neck. Kyle didn't like making out with Noah, or any man for that matter, but he loved when the incubus kissed his neck. He started moaning and whispering things to Noah's ear. "My balls are full today, dude," he said while grabbing Noah's head and pushing him down. Noah grabbed Kyle's t-shirt and pulled it up, making his friend move so he could get it off. He already smelled strong, but the moment the t-shirt came off the scent invaded the room, and the air was charged with Kyle's signature perfume. His sweat was Noah's favorite smell, and he couldn't get enough of it. He quickly took the t-shirt to his face, burying his nose in the fabric, and took a deep whiff. He felt like he just touched paradise. "I love it when you do that, dude" Kyle snatched the t-shirt from Noah's hand and threw it on the floor. "Here. This is better." He said, raising his right arm. Noah didn't need much help, but Kyle still pushed his friend's head against his armpit. His armpit was hairy. He had bushy armpits, and the hair was dark brown, just like that on his head and pubes. The previous year, Kyle decided to try something new and shaved off his armpit hair and his pubic hair. Noah had never been that disappointed before, and when the hair grew back, the incubus forbade his friend from shaving ever again. The only thing he could do was trim his pubes. It wasn't like Noah was Kyle's boss, but Kyle liked to please Noah when it came to sex. At the end of the day, Noah was giving Kyle the best sex he had ever had, so he wanted to make things right. Noah didn't waste time and he started sniffing Kyle's armpit like a dog. The smell was so strong but so good, that made Noah let down his guard, and his horns and tails appeared in front of Kyle. "God, I love it when you do that," said his friend. Kyle knew what Noah was, and he was, surprisingly, very accepting. The incubi rules stated that no human could learn about the existence of incubi, just in case they thought they presented a threat and tried to erase them from the earth, but Noah knew Kyle could keep a secret. Shit, the entire high school thought he was a pussy breaker, and the only thing he had broken during the summer was a pair of Noah's jockstraps. Kyle, for some unknown reason, was turned on by the fact that his best friend and lover had a tail and horns. He knew what incubi were, and he was excited and thrilled to learn that not only did they exist, but that he was getting his cock milked by one of those fantastic creatures every single day. "Don't hide them" ordered Kyle. "Your dad could see them," said Noah, taking quick breaks from smelling his friend's armpit to catch his breath. "The moment he saw you come through the door he knew I was fucking you, that's why he left." Kyle pushed Noah's head against his armpit again, this time harder "And if he does see us, you can always wipe off his memory." "You know..." Noah was about to say how he was against that, but Kyle didn't let him finish. He spat on Noah's face and, with a quick motion, he smashed the incubus' face against his bulge. Kyle loved sweet sex as much as dirty, hard sex, but he knew which one Noah preferred and he didn't hesitate when it was time to give it to him. Noah looked like a saint, but he was as dirty as a pig. Noah started smelling and licking his friend's bulge over the sheer, thin fabric of the shorts he was wearing. He noticed Kyle wasn't wearing underwear, which made everything better. He was getting erected, and that was Noah's favorite moment to play with a dick, when it was getting hard as a rock but wasn't there yet. He pulled from the leg of Kyle's shorts and took his big dick out. He started kissing the head, which was glistening with precum. He licked the piss-slit like a dog would lick an empty bowl, collecting all the precum he could and tasting it. Precum was good for an incubus too, but not as filling and as strong as cum was, so he was going to work to get his final reward. He felt Kyle's hand softly rest on the back of his head, and he knew what that meant. He took the big shaft in his mouth and he started sucking it. He was proud of his oral abilities and loved to prove to other guys why he was the best head at WestSide High. His tongue was playfully doing circles around Kyle's cockhead, licking and tasting it as much as he could. He loved paying attention to the head, and by the looks of Kyle's face, the straight wrestler loved it too. He took Kyle's balls in one hand and, while he was going up and down on his shaft, he was squeezing, rubbing, and pulling from his friend's balls. "Dude, you're so good..." moaned Kyle. Noah smiled as best as he could, with half of Kyle's dick still inside his mouth. He pushed his head down as much as he could and he felt the shorts rubbing against his nose. He gagged and his spit coated Kyle's pubes, dick, balls, and even thighs. He held it as much as he could while looking up at Kyle with teary eyes. "F-fuckkk," said the wrestler. Noah was about to take the dick off his mouth when Kyle grabbed his horns and held him in place. Noah tried to keep the dick down his throat for as long as he could, and he felt Kyle moving his hips, fucking his mouth slowly. He started tapping on Kyle's thighs, the pressure was just too much, but he loved feeling powerless in front of his best friend. Kyle started thrusting harder, and keeping Noah's head in place for longer. Noah felt how Kyle even got up from the couch. When he couldn't take any more of it, he pushed Kyle away, making him sit back on the couch. "Gosh, you're a beast," said the incubus, trying to catch his breath. He wiped his tears away and smiled "Let's do it again!" Kyle got up, with a huge devilish grin from ear to ear, and didn't give Noah the chance to get up. He grabbed his incubus friend from his horns and put his dick inside his mouth again. Noah, ready this time, didn't gag as much and was able to hold it in better. He relaxed his jaw and mouth and let Kyle use him however he wanted. Kyle started pumping, thrusting his hips, making his balls slap Noah's chin so hard that the noise, mixed with the wet sounds coming from Noah's mouth, filled the silent room. "Fuck, fuck" was all Kyle was able to say. He wanted to cum so bad that he didn't even take his shorts off. Noah wished he did because he wanted to smell his pubes and his manly scent till he had absorbed all of it, but he knew he'd have the chance soon anyways, so he didn't ask Kyle to get naked. He liked when Kyle acted like an animal when his goal was just to cum and nothing else. Kyle slapped Noah's face, leaving a burning handprint that turned Noah on, enough to take out his dick and start jerking it off. "Don't cum before me" ordered the wrestler. Noah slowed his rhythm down and looked up to meet his friend's eyes. Kyle was smiling. He let out his tongue, dripping spit all over his chest and Noah's face. He gently patted Noah's head, without slowing down the throat fucking he was performing on his best friend. "I'm going to cum dude," said Kyle, trying to control his breathing "Face or mouth?" he smiled, knowing Noah would always choose down his throat. He started pumping harder if that was even possible. Noah's tears ran down his cheeks. Kyle let go of Noah's horns but, after this, he grabbed the incubus' head and just started pumping his friend's mouth like it was an asshole. The thrusts were becoming more rapid and short, and Noah knew his reward was almost there. He locked eyes with Kyle and used his hypnotic powers. He wanted Kyle to feel the incredible connection they had, and Kyle knew he was being hypnotized, but he didn't care as long as he could cum. Kyle felt what Noah was doing, he felt the connection he had with his best friend and he understood that, if Noah wanted, he'd belong to the incubus. He was playing with fire, and he liked getting burned from time to time. "Feed me" he heard Noah's voice inside his head. He couldn't hold it in anymore and, holding Noah's head against his crotch, he started creaming his best friend's throat with his cum. Rope after rope of cum mixed with Noah's spit and his sweat flooded the incubus' mouth. Noah rolled his eyes to the back of his head and swallowed every single drop. The taste of cum was like sweet nectar to incubi, but Kyle's cum was even tastier for Noah. He didn't let go of that dick until he had squeezed every single drop of cum out of Kyle's balls, and it was a lot. Noah was surprised about it but, for some reason, Kyle made a lot more cum than the regular human male, and he just fucking loved it. "D-dude..." said Kyle with a quivering voice. He tried to push the incubus away. He looked down, exhausted, and saw Noah's hot pink eyes shining bright with passion. He felt how he was sucking the remaining cum out of his balls, and his sensitive dick was hurting in a good way. He almost wanted to cry from the pleasure. He let out a high-pitched moan and, finally, Noah let go of his dick. "Oh my fucking god" the wrestler's legs were shaking and he had to sit down "I missed your pink eyes." "Sorry, I lost control for a bit there," said Noah, licking his lips in case there was any rest. "Don't apologize. That was great" he looked sleepy. "We can take a nap if you want..." suggested Noah, smiling at his friend. Kyle shook his head. He wasn't done with Noah. "You need to cum" he reminded the incubus. Kyle patted his thigh "Rest your head here." Noah obeyed and laid his head down on Noah's lap. The human teenager caressed his friend's blond hair and smiled while the incubus pulled his shorts down. He reached out with his hand and took hold of Noah's dick. He started rubbing it slowly, putting special attention on the head. Noah was wriggling in pleasure, needing to cum, but he knew better than to cum without Kyle's permission. Kyle was enjoying the sight of Noah's body quivering and shaking from his handjob. He had learned how to move past the coldness from the first few times they had sex and now was willing to give pleasure to Noah too. A quick handjob never hurt anybody. He put his hand in front of Noah's mouth. "Lick it" he ordered. Noah did it, and then Kyle spat on it as well, coating his palm on the spit. He grabbed Noah's dick again and, this time, he started masturbating him properly. From the base of his dick to the top, still paying attention to the head, knowing Noah liked it. Noah didn't know how much longer he was going to last, but, luckily for him, Kyle wanted him to cum. "You're gonna cum all over your face" he whispered. "Now." Noah knew what to do. He lifted his legs in the air, bending them so his dick was as close as possible to his mouth. Kyle kept masturbating his friend, trying to make it a worthy cumshot. "Cum." His voice was dominant but sweet at the same time. Noah finally stopped holding it in and started cumming all over his lips and face. He swallowed as much as he could, but there was a lot that didn't land in his mouth. Kyle squeezed Noah's dick one last time and let it free. He took his cum-covered hand to Noah's mouth so he could lick it clean. The incubus did, and he collected the rest of the cum with his fingers and licked it all off, swallowing every single drop. Kyle looked at Noah and laughed, and Noah did too. "Do you wanna take that nap?" suggested Kyle. Noah nodded, and Kyle just laid down next to him, pushed the incubus' head closer to his chest, and, wrapping one arm around his best friend, he fell asleep. Noah made sure to adopt his human form before falling asleep in case Kyle's dad woke up, he looked at Kyle one last time with a sweet smile on his face and then fell asleep on his chest. Meanwhile in WestSide... Tyler had been taking a walk around town for over an hour at that point. He liked the town, it was small and cute, and he thought it'd be a nice change of scenery after living for so many years in the big city. He saw many interesting things in that hour. He walk past a drive-in cinema that looked cool and made him want to watch a movie. As soon as his dads bought him the new car he would go there to watch movies, ideally with some hotties from his new high school. He also saw a milkshake bar full of people that looked to be his age, so he could go there when he was bored. He also located an antique shop and entered, thinking he could find something Zion would enjoy, but he just ended up buying a map to see some interesting points of the town. He located a public pool, communal showers, and a basketball court, so he was thrilled. Of course, all that mattered to him was to find places where he could have sex, and any place that had a bunch of sweaty and naked, or almost naked, men was a perfect place to use his powers. He couldn't wait to visit those three destinations that he had marked on the map, but he also saw a movie theater. Passing by the drive-in cinema made him want to watch a movie, so he decided he would not act like a sex addict that day and, instead, he would just act like a regular human teenager. He studied the map and found his way to the theater. The theater wasn't huge. It made sense, though, because WestSide wasn't a big town either. There were some interesting movies on the marquee, like the new Indiana Jones movie, Dead Poets Society, or Batman, but once in the box office, he decided to buy a ticket for Pet Sematary. Horror or scary movies did nothing to him. He liked them, but he was never scared. Maybe knowing the reality of the world he lived in, where incubi, mermen, and other creatures really existed, made him immune to the stuff that scared humans. Humans were scared of creatures like him because they were unknown to them. They always tried to guess what would happen if werewolves were real if they came across a vampire, and things like that, but they didn't know that, probably, they had already met a few of those, and absolutely nothing happened. Humans liked to be scared because they were ignorant to the reality of their society, while creatures like Tyler only feared the rules that their respective communities had because breaking non-human rules would be punished in ways that humans didn't even know existed. After the movie finished he took the map out of his pocket and started looking through it, to see how far away the basketball yard was. Maybe some hottie needed some dick after practice. The movie was good, but nothing crazy, so he decided he wanted some sex to make the day go from good to great. He was looking at the map, calculating how long it would take him to get to the basketball yard when a guy approached him. "Are you new here?" asked the guy. Tyler looked at him and smiled. The boy, who was probably around his age, was a stud. He was wearing a baseball cap, a red bomber jacket that said "WestSide High", a white t-shirt, and a pair of light denim jeans that made his ass look amazing. He had a dark brown, almost black, buzz cut. His face was shaven and clean, showcasing a very masculine jawline. He had blue eyes so deep that, for a moment, made Tyler second-guess if he was talking to a human or another creature, but the smell he was emanating was unmistakable. The human testosterones were invading the incubus' nostrils, and he was able to notice by the scent that the man in front of him hadn't had sex in a week. He was loving every second of it. "Yes. I'm Tyler" He offered his hand, and the handsome stranger grabbed it and shook it. "I'm Matthew. Do you need help finding any place?" he asked looking at the map that Tyler was holding with one hand. "I was just wondering how long it would take me to get to the basketball yard." "You play basketball?" He raised his eyebrows and smiled "I love basketball!" "You could say I know how to handle balls" he didn't care about basketball, but loved the players "Maybe we could meet and play sometime. I don't know anybody in town yet." "That sounds cool. Maybe next weekend, if you're free..." At that moment, a girl approached Matthew. She was wearing denim shorts and a bottomed-up pink shirt. She had blonde perm and blue eyes. "Matt, are we leaving?" she looked at Tyler up and down, and smiled "Who is this?" "He's Tyler, a friend" He smiled without showing his teeth "Tyler, this is my girlfriend, Lucy." Tyler was celebrating inside. A straight guy? He had hit the jackpot. While they were talking he was debating if he should go to the basketball yard or fuck the hottie, but after learning he was straight he made his mind up. He was fucking that tempting ass. "Nice to meet you" She smiled and turned to her boyfriend. "So... are we leaving or can my sister and I get some drinks?" Matthew looked at Tyler, and Tyler wasted no time. He used his hypnotic powers softly, just enough to make Matt stay with him. The stud rolled his eyes at his girlfriend's question and took a wallet from his pocket. He gave a few dollars to the blonde girl. "I gotta catch up with Tyler so why don't you and your sister go get some drinks and wait for me outside?" The girl grabbed the money and went back with her sister, unaware of what was about to happen. Tyler's eyes turned to his characteristic bright green, and Matt was stunned but hypnotized. "I need to pee, man," said Tyler, smiling. "Weird, I need to pee too," said a confused Matt. Tyler went to the toilets, followed by a disoriented Matthew. Tyler picked a urinal, the farthest one from the entrance door, and took out his dick. He started peeing and Matthew followed along, peeing in the urinal next to the incubus'. "So are you a WestSide High student?" asked Tyler. "I was," said the straight guy, "I graduated last year. I'm starting college soon." "What are you going to study?" "Psychology" "Oh, that's interesting!" Tyler finished peeing and he shook his dick, making Matt look at it "And tell me, Matty, do you think people can be hypnotized?" Matthew took his eyes away from his new friend's dick and swallowed, looking at Tyler's eyes. "I-I... I don't know." "I'm hypnotizing you" confessed the incubus "Do you realize that?" His serpent eyes appeared again, and Matthew's jaw almost hit the floor. "How... How do you do that?" "Do what?" he chuckled. "Hypnotize you?" The straight guy nodded, losing control over his mind with every passing second. "Because I'm an incubus, and I've decided you're going to be my next prey." Tyler jumped over Matthew, making out with him. He started kissing his mouth, sucking on his tongue, and biting his lips, while the straight stud could not refuse any of it. He was just moaning, giving in to the pleasure that his new friend was causing him. Tyler walked back and slapped Matthew's face. He grabbed the human by the hair and, lifting the free arm, rubbed his armpit all over his face. Tyler, and the Natanis family, had the ability of hyper pheromonal sweat, making anyone who smelled them do whatever they wanted. He didn't let Matthew catch a breath until his entire face was covered in his sweat and his nostrils were intoxicated with his scent. Maintaining the hold, he pushed his face against the dirty toilet mirror. "Is your ass virgin?" Matthew nodded "Do you want me to fuck it?" The jock nodded again. Tyler's dick was incredibly big, at least compared to that of a human. Incubi had bigger dicks by nature because, at the end of the day, they were sex-driven creatures, and their sexual attributes were more developed than humans' attributes. By the age of 15, an incubus could perfectly have eight inches of dick, and it was the standard size for the species. Tyler had a bit more than eight inches and, with his incubi powers, he could make it grow to ten inches easily. With one hand he started masturbating it while, with the other, he unbuttoned Matthew's denim jeans and he pulled them down. The soon-to-be college student wasn't wearing any underwear, and Tyler licked his lips. He loved when straight dudes went commando. He squatted down and, without hesitation, buried his mouth between Matthew's asscheeks, licking around and tonguing the jock's tight virgin hole. He slapped the cheeks twice, leaving his hand imprinted. Matt let out a loud moan. "You like that, don't you?" the jock nodded, and Tyler buried his mouth once more. The dark-haired stud was scratching the wall and moaning loudly, enjoying every second of it, while the incubi fucked his tight ass with his sharp tongue. Tyler got up and spat on his dick, rubbing it all over the head and shaft. He shrunk his dick because he knew there was no way he could penetrate that tight virgin hole without causing serious damage. One of his abilities was the capability of making his penis smaller or bigger, depending on what he wanted to do with it. Once it was smaller, he lined the tip of his dick with the stud's pink hairy asshole and he was about to penetrate him when a delightful thought crossed his mind. He smiled and pulled from Matthew's hair. He made the jock look at him through the mirror, and his eyes were a bright green again. Matthew opened his eyes as wide as he could and got pale as a ghost. "W-what's happening?" he stuttered. Tyler had broken the hypnosis. He wanted the straight guy he was about to fuck to be fully conscious and aware of what was about to happen. "You begged me to fuck your ass, dude," said Tyler, nonchalantly. "No! No!" The jock tried to break free, but Tyler's hold was stronger. The incubus moved his hips slowly, but with enough momentum that his dick opened up Matthew's pink butthole. The college student moaned loudly, crying out a potent "please!" that Tyler ignored. He kept pushing until his pubes brushed against Matthew's soft and tender pale buttcheeks. He could feel the tightness around his shaft, and the tension from Matt's body, but he started thrusting. His hip movements were soft and steady, and Matthew didn't take long to start moaning in pleasure. That was the perfect moment to make his dick grow back to its regular size, its eight inches. This made Matthew scream in pain and pleasure, and moan even louder. Hopefully, his girlfriend wasn't standing outside of the restrooms. "I knew you would like it" Matthew heard inside his head, wondering where that voice came from. Tyler was an excellently trained incubus, but he still struggled with problems that every 17-year-old incubus had. Human teenagers had voice cracks, acne, etc., but teenage incubi were unable to maintain their human form if they were having sex. All of a sudden, Matthew saw a long brown tail, with a green tip shaped like a heart. He saw two big horns on his new lover's forehead, and he saw those serpent eyes once again. "W-what the fuck?" was all he could say before Tyler pushed his head against the mirror once again. Tyler kept thrusting his hips, plowing the straight jock's ass. The tightness hugged his girth and made his dick feel like he was fucking the tightest hole ever. He let go of Matthew's hair and grabbed each of his arms and pulled from them, making the stud's body move front and back with each thrust. Matt was moaning like crazy, he was enjoying it now, and a straight guy's moans were like music to Tyler's ears. He knew he had turned another one to the dark side, and he relished in knowing that. After that he would walk away, probably to never see Matthew again, but he would jerk off thinking how his girlfriend would sleep with him not knowing that on that random day in the theater, Matthew was an incubus' cum bucket. Tyler felt close to cuming, and he wanted to drink Matthew's cum as well. He had to collect as much cum as he could before his 18's festival. "Jerk off, dude," said Tyler, this time out loud and not only inside Matt's mind. The human wrapped his hand around his dick and started rubbing it hard, eager to cum as soon as he could. Tyler knew he was horny as fuck. "Choke me," said the human stud. "What?" Tyler smiled from ear to ear. Kinky motherfucker. "Choke me, please" begged the straight jock. Tyler was going to let Matthew's arms go, but he decided against it. Instead, he wrapped his long tail around the human's neck and squeezed the hold, making Matt's face turn red. He kept thrusting, harder and harder each time. The human fastened his movements too and, without stopping, he started shooting ropes all over the counter of the toilets. The jizz was thick and abundant, and it made Tyler salivate just thinking of drinking it. The incubus kept fucking the straight guy's hole, squeezing his neck tighter each time. When Matthew's eyes rolled white, Tyler started cumming inside his ass, creaming his insides with his incubus cum, breeding the stud as if he could be impregnated. He let go of Matt's arms and throat, hiding his incubus form, and the human started gasping for air, trying to catch his breath. "Not bad for a first-timer," said Tyler, bending over and licking all the cum off the counter. "W-what..." Matthew coughed "What the fuck just happened?" he asked, shocked. "Don't you know? I just fucked you" again, with his nonchalant personality. "I know, but... How did you..." "You just wanted it," said the incubus, not letting the human finish "You are a slut, bro, and you wanted me to fuck you. That's why I fucked you. I did you a favor." "And you are an incubus?" asked Matthew. Tyler laughed loudly, making Matthew believe he was crazy. He patted the straight jock's shoulder and kept chuckling. "You are the best!" He stared deeply at the human's eyes with his green stare "I am not an incubus. Incubi do not exist." "You are not an incubus. Incubi do not exist" repeated the human. "Weekend's basketball game still on?" asked Tyler. "Y-yeah... Sure..." "Well, I gotta run back home. See you on Saturday" He gently slapped Matthew's ass and walked away, leaving the boy confused. Tyler arrived home, and Jordan was waiting for him behind the entrance door. The moment he stepped in, his little brother handed him a big pile of invitations and a list of names. "We have to do the lettering for those," said Jordan, smiling "You promised you would help me." "And I will," he smiled, patting his brother's head. He read one of the names on the list. Hulden family, and six different names. That last name... it was unknown to him. "Dads," he said walking into the kitchen, where his dads were making out "Who are the Huldens?" Zion was playing with Malik's ass over his jockstrap, and Malik was biting Zion's lips and rubbing his chest. They kept going for seconds before finally stopping to answer their child. "What did you ask, honey?" asked Malik, clearing his throat. "Who are the Huldens?" "Oh, they're an incubus family that originated in Scandinavia but migrated here a long time ago." "Really? I've never heard of them." "Well, that makes sense" intervened Zion "They're locals here. They've never left the town since their ancestors came, and they don't partake in many incubi traditions. They only attend festivals and just because they have kids, but apart from that they're pretty much minding their own business." "Weird," said Tyler. "Admirable" Zion corrected him. "They're happy with their own little family, and they don't feel the need to be included in the community." "Then why do you want to invite them?" Zion and Malik looked at each other, considering revealing the truth to Tyler. No one else knew their real intentions behind the invitation to the Huldens but, sooner or later, they would have to find out. So they decided to be honest. "Because we want your brother Jayden to marry a Hulden kid." Answered Malik, smiling. "We are thinking of creating a new bloodline." Revealed Zion, to Tyler's surprise. To be continued...