Date: Wed, 2 Nov 2011 08:09:05 -0400 From: Idicaii Faenya Subject: Incubus Desires: Chapter I Incubus Desires Chapter I - "I C U" "Cast from heaven, amongst the fallen am I Wings clipped, unable to fly. A demon cursed in lust and arrogance well versed" Paul Williams c 2005 Feathery blonde hair, so soft and sweet, like the wings of an angel framing his perfect face. And just a tuft beneath kissable lips, was it a missed spot during shaving this morning or an intentional "soul patch"? A smile like the sun, lips unable to remain closed because the joy inside him forces him to beam, pearl white teeth perfect behind moist lips. And as he turns his head, just a bit, and our eyes meet for the briefest of instants.. "And what is your opinion on the matter Mr. Markinson?" came the gruff voice, accompanied by the swift and painful kick to my shin under the table. My first pained and angry look was for Macy Katz, sitting right next to me and looking innocent and intent at the professor at the front of the class. But there was no doubting it was HER booted toe that kicked me! Kicked me and brought me out of my daydream. "Uhm. I think that. well, it's pretty obvious isn't it.?" I stammered as professor Crown and the rest of the class all gazed at my obvious ignorance. I decided to take a stab at an answer "Shouldn't they just mind their own business? I mean, just leave them alone and let them live their own lives." The professor was NOT amused. "I'm sure the Jews in the concentration camps would disagree with you on that one. Now does anyone WHO IS PAYING ATTENTION, have an example of another group of people, like the Jews, who were singled out for being different?" Macy whispered in my ear as the professor turned to another student "Ohh, so smooth." I whispered back "Like butter." and smiled. "In a microwave maybe!" she giggled. My heart stopped beating at that instant because for just a moment Toby Brown, my blonde Adonis, flashed me another smile and shared another micro-momentary eye contact with me. Then he was facing back to the professor and actually listening to the lecture. I was suddenly in a cold sweat of panic. Was I just FLIRTING? I mean seriously? Flirting with a. a. a. someone I shouldn't be flirting with! I'm NOT gay! I mean, I don't have any problems with gay people or anything, but I've never, NEVER done anything with a guy before! Not that I've done anything with a girl before either. but Macy and I played spin the bottle once and I kissed her and I suppose it wasn't so bad. But I've NEVER done anything with a guy! And you CAN'T be gay if you haven't at lease DONE something right? If I've learned anything as a second year student at Sinclair Community College it's that if you HATED your classes in high school, then you're in for a world of hurt once you get into college! Teachers here don't put the same pressure on you to complete assignments or keep up your grades, they actually expect you to be all "ADULT" about it and focus on the work yourself. Makes a slacker like me have a really tough time to keep up! "Ok, check the class web page later today for group assignments and topics, I want outlines first thing next week for approval then you can get started on your research papers together. Have a good weekend!" and that was that, professor Crown actually had his briefcase packed and was out the door before the rest of us! No late nights for him I guess! Everyone began filing out of the room and checking cell phones, black berries, iWhatevers and popping ear phones in their heads. I forced myself to swallow as I slowly packed my bag and stole a few glances in Toby's direction as he chatted with his friends while walking out. "Oooh Jace, you're soooo subtle, if only I had a rainbow scarf to tie around your neck!" Macy whispered as she goosed my ass to get me moving out of the room. I must have blushed ten shades of red because I immediately found the floor; the chalkboard; the wall clock; anything more interesting to look at then Toby. "What? I was up late last night playing video games and just drifted off during class, that's all!" She ran one hand through my shaggy brown hair tickling my scalp "Funny how you always `drift off' in the direction of one Mr. Tobias Brown.". "Stop!" I angrily whispered to her "He may hear you! After all. I'm not." "Yeah, yeah, so you keep telling me." She gestured rudely at her crotch "Open for business if you want to prove me wrong?" "Stop it!! You're like my sister or something!" Toby went left down the hall and we went right. Something in my chest ached to see him go, but at the same time I felt like I was burning up with fever. "I can't even begin to think of you like that!" I told her. Macy nibbled on my ear lobe as we walked "That particular direction of thought pertains only to the street you're driving on." "Huh? What?" I asked, pulling my ear away from her and looking at her utterly confused. "Exactly my point." She shifted her books in her arm to check her cell phone "So what're we doing this weekend? Did you decide about going to the haunted cave with me or not?" I shuffled my shoulders, as we walked "I don't know. I think dad's gone on another business trip, this time to Chicago or Toledo or someplace. I gotta get my laundry done sometime too." I pulled out my wallet and opened it to see the cobwebs inside "Bottom line is no cashola." Macy rolled her eyes "Good god! You're still working at that stupid grocery store aren't you? What do you spend all your money on anyway? Sex toys?" she laughed. I gave her a nasty look "Yeah, I have a collection displayed on my bedroom shelf." Putting away the empty wallet I shrugged "I don't know. it just disappears." We exited the school and made it to our cars. Mine's a '96 Jeep Wrangler, red with black accents. A sweet ride! Macy drove a pearl white Ford Escort, all new and nice. I'd still take my jeep any day! "See if you can do your mom's laundry too or clean the toilets or something, I bet you could sweet talk her into giving you some dough!" She started up her car "I'd pay for you, but I just paid for those Lady GaGa tickets and it's YOUR turn to treat me boy-toy!" "I thought boy-toy's were supposed to get paid in sex?" I laughed. Again with the rude crotch gesture "Any time cutie. always open for business for you!" I suppressed a shiver of disgust as Macy started her car and drove off. God. what was wrong with me? Was I.? I mean. it's not possible! Dad would be BEYOND pissed! And my sister and her husband? Hellfire and Brimstone for sure! I could see the billboards now "Jace Markinson, Sexual Deviant! Bound for HELL!" Macy and I were friends, best friends. We'd always done everything together but it had never felt like "dating" really. Just two people who tell everything to each other and spend all their free time together. Come to think of it. other then a few guys in high school I can't remember Macy dating other guys that much. Ok. maybe not beyond the second or third date. It seems once things started to get serious for her she dumped the guy, usually returning to tell me about some wild sexual exploits they'd had together or something. And as much as she's pushed over the years I've never so much as tried to touch her boobs. I consider myself too much of a gentleman for that. yeah RIGHT! I can't even convince MYSELF of that one! I pulled into the drive at home and parked off to the side of the house, leaving the garage open for mom and dad's cars. It totally sucked still living at home, but it was a stretch just to afford community college, living away from home would have been impossible. My dad's a real piece of work. Mr. "Manly Man" who thinks he's god's gift to the world and the rest of us are just his toilet paper to wipe his ass when he needs us. The only plus side is that he's in the sales business, selling parts to auto manufacturers all across the USA. That meant he wasn't home much to bitch at mom and I. And strangely his bitch sessions have always just been towards mom and I, never my older sister Corrine. She was always his precious little teacup. Corrine's married now, to the youth pastor at the local First Baptist Church. He's a real piece of work too, Mr. High and Mighty even gives dad a run for his money on the creep scale! I went in through the garage and both cars were gone. I had thought dad had said he was leaving today, so he must have already left. Good riddance! Mom must be at the store or something. Anyway, I had the house to myself for a while. I tossed my books on the bed in my room as I hit the power button on my laptop. My room looked like a week long frat party had exploded in here, but unfortunately my social life wasn't nearly that active. The mess was all me, I just didn't really care to clean it up. I knew where to find everything, under which pile and behind what pizza box. Well. except for that that hamster I had in the 8th grade. poor Willy hadn't been exactly happy to see me once I dug out his cage after several weeks of it being buried. I sunk into my desk chair and logged into my laptop. My mind had already been racing ever since I realized I had the house to myself. Being a 21-year-old male without a girlfriend and living with your parents leaves some powerful. needs, unmet. I had to adjust my jeans just from thinking about going online and surfing for porn. "black cats", "scoobie doo", "haunted houses", and "real steel" were all the first topics I searched for. Why? Because some lingering guilt kept me from doing what I REALLY wanted to be doing right now. But I was also keenly aware that mom would probably be home from the store in less than an hour, so if I wanted to do this, I had better get started. "Gay chat" I typed in and my hands shook as I finally got up the courage to hit the enter key. It didn't MEAN I was "gay", just that I was curious what, if anything, the Internet might know about the topic. Oh yeah. my power of self-deception is astonishing! I clicked on the first link for a chat site that came highly recommended. I had to create an account and decided on calling myself "juss-Kurious", yeah I'm so witty. It wasn't long before a chat box popped up from someone named "hear4u". I had high hopes for his name. "Hey, whas up?" he asked. Nervously I typed "Na much, you?" "What are u kurious about? I bet I can help." He responded. I just bet he can, the perv! Still, I pushed on "I'm doing research for school, how do you know if ur gay?" Yeah, that lie would fool just about anyone. A few moments passed and he finally responded, "It's a process, sometimes takes years to come out of the closet, sometimes you just know instantly." Another long pause, I was just about to respond again when another chat line came up from him "Do you have ICU software?" I knew about the software, it's a video chat software I used with my German pen pal a few years back. I still had it installed. "Yeah, why?" "I'll send you an invite, open if you like." And true to his word a little dialogue box came up asking me to accept his call. Nervously I clicked the "accept" button. The view that came on screen was of a buff man, shirtless with a dark black trail of hair leading down to a pair of boxers and a fairly full covering of dark chest hair. He had the camera angled in such a way that I couldn't see his face, but got a clear view of his chest down to his crotch. My mouth must have hung open for a while and my hands didn't move on the keyboard. Suddenly I heard hear4u's voice over my computer speakers "Close your mouth Sinclair, flies will land in there!" he laughed. Sinclair? What the fuck? I looked at the small box in the corn of the screen showing my image, which I was broadcasting to him and saw clearly my college sweatshirt with "Sinclair" blasted across the front of my chest. In one un-smooth move I yanked the sweatshirt off, it pulled my t-shirt off at the same time leaving me naked from the waist up like the guy on the screen was. I couldn't believe what an idiot I was for letting him know what school I went to! I might as well give him my address and social security number too! I'm a dumbass! "Nice abs! You work out!" the guy calling himself "hear" complimented me, and I blushed. "Uh. you look great too!" I adjusted my laptop screen so all he could see of me was my cropped off head like he was doing. I was SO never doing this again, I was nervous as hell! He began to rub his hand over his abs and over the top of his boxers "Chillax, we're just having a little fun. It's no big deal. So tell me Mr. Kurious, you still interested?" as he ran one finger inside the band of his shorts pulling them just an inch or so down and exposing more of that dark treasure trail. I swallowed hard and felt my own cock strain in my jeans. I was breathing heavy and didn't even realize my own hand was moving over my jeans. Without thinking I answered "Yeah. definitely." Hear4u stood and turned around in front of his camera showing a full shot of his plaid boxers from behind. Then in one slow motion he pulled them down revealing a tight, firm, round ass covered in a very light fuzz of dark hair. I thought I was going to cum right then and there and could feel the moist precum on the fly of my jeans. I must have mumbled something incomprehensible because Hear4u laughed and turned back around to sit in his seat. "I take that as a compliment, you must like what you see?" He settled in and began stroking the biggest, thickest cut cock I've ever seen. Hairy balls hung in his nest of dark black hair and his other hand pulled and massaged them as he displayed his endowment for me. "So when you gonna let me see that monster of yours? I bet he's dying to come out and play?" he asked. Nervously I choked out "Oh. yeah, ok." as shaking hands began to unbuckle my belt, unsnap my jeans and quickly pull down my zipper. "Slow. slow, this isn't a race! This your first time doing this?" Hear4u asked. "Is it that obvious?" I moaned. I slowed down and pushed my jeans down to my knees. I kept my briefs on even though there was an obvious dark stain of pre-cum and the outline of my hard on was plain to see. Hear4u's voice softened as he slowly stroked his dick "It's cool, you can't get much `safer sex' then this. It's a great way to get off even if you don't know if this is what you want in real life or not. Hell, I've got a girlfriend asleep in the other room and she has no idea I do this!" That made me feel better and my breathing slowed. My eyes never left his bulging cock though as I watched his hand slowly stroke it. He took one finger to the tip of his dick and came away with a drop of his own pre-cum and lifted it up off screen where he obviously was tasting it "Oh. I wish this was yours, you look like you've got a geyser going on there!" "Yeah, kinda I guess." I said looking at my now soaked briefs. Might as well go the rest of the way. what have I got to lose? Slipping my thumbs under the waistband I pushed my underwear down to my knees with my jeans. My rock hard dick flopped and seemed to grow and stretch now that it'd been released from confinement. I was about seven inches or so, cut and not nearly as thick or meaty as the guy on the screen. "Niiiice!" came his voice "I could definitely suck that meat down! Juicy!" I blushed again not knowing how to react and my hand instinctively began to slowly touch and stroke my dick. My eyes were all for the screen, and watching the guy online do the same, only with bigger and better equipment. "God you're amazing." I said. He stroked his meat hard, making his purple cockhead grow and displayed it close for the camera "Still `Kurious' or do you know what you like yet?" he asked seductively. The voice that came out of me didn't sound like me at all; maybe it was the heat of the moment or some long repressed desire. But I was burning up with need and want. "I've always known. I just tried to deny it, but seeing you, seeing that big hard cock in your hands. I know all I want is to feel your body, run my hands over your muscles, through your chest hair, wrap my fingers over that rock hard piece of man meat you have. oh, I definitely know what I want right now!" We were both really breathing fast now, and pumping just as quickly. It seemed like our strokes were synchronized like some swim team and we were both aiming for the same goal, which we were! Sweat beaded on his stomach and chest and matted his dark chest hair to his solid muscles. Hear4u's voice was raspy now; less controlled "Damn, for your first time you certainly got the hang of this fast!" I smiled and thrust up with my hips slightly "You want to feel this? Feel it ramming up your ass? I'd fuck you so hard it'd make you beg me to stop and never stop all at the same time! You feel that tingle in your hole? That's my cock wanting inside. you open that hole for me and I'll show you just how `Kurious' I really am!" He was pumping his hips like crazy now; stroking so fast the camera could barely keep up and showed him in almost stop motion jerks as he masturbated. "Oh fuck yes! God damn I want you inside me! I CAN feel you up against my hole, I want you inside me so bad. so. baaaaoooooooh!" he came then, his cock exploding up onto his chest, a few droplets splattering the computer screen and camera making his image fuzzy. It wasn't even a second later my own needs overpowered me and I exploded myself. I felt long hot streams of jizz shooting up onto my upper chest and shoulder as I screamed out "Yesssss!" The door to my room had been half open so I'd hear if the garage doors opened, and now suddenly my door flew open and slammed hard against the wall. "What the HELL do you think you're doing you fucking FAGGOT!!!" To be continued.