The over-the-top adventures of Vampire Luther and Son of Satan, Max as they battle their first transmorphing Demons.
The demons have caught up with Max and Luther. There may be hard cocks swinging, but Max doesn’t think this new attention is just about getting a supernatural lay. Someone is going to die. The question is: who? And are they going to get laid first?
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Length: 50 pdf Pages / 7168 words
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The Bar is well known. Its infamous back room on Friday nights was so full with horny men that no one could avoid stepping on the toes of guys who wandered aimlessly looking for Mr. Right, looking for someone who would be sure to reject them. Many of the men seemed to deliberately court disaster by cruising out of their league.
Meanwhile a few miles above the bar, Luther was tumbling about the heavens with a recently turned demon, who was determined to take Luther down.
“Damn you to hell demon! Leave me the fuck alone!”
The Demon swung his powerful claws at Luther and raked his face so hard the claws drew blood across his luminescent skin.
“Son of a bitch!” Luther cried out although his wounds healed almost instantly. He was just in time to grab the Demon’s throat which he squeezed as hard as he could.
As they both hit the earth locked in combative embrace they passed through the roof of The Bar’s building‘s structure and landed in one of the basement sex cabins, which fortunately was empty. The demon stood up and immediately began to morph into a hot male, with big cock and tight curly hair.
Luther was pissed at the sudden outcome but he liked what he saw. “Damn it demon, you know my weaknesses!” Luther could barely wait to get his claws into the newly transformed demon.
“You know we demons are extraordinary shape shifters. Come on, suck my dick. You know you wanna!” The demon began to taunt an already cock-hard Luther. He did indeed know Luther’s weakness.
The halls were dark, the music was hard core and the room was on the smoking side of the dark roomed labyrinth. Luther detested cigarette smoke. Although this was where his tumble with the demon had landed them, he was going to finish this fight if it killed him. Or the demon. He was not a big fan of back room bars.
Meanwhile across town...
Two other transformed-into-hot-guy demons were sweating profusely as they took turns pounding Max’s torso.
“Hey man, don’t touch his pretty face. We want to see the look on his face when we take his ass and then kill him.” One of Max’s attackers cried out as he gave the order for his partner to keep pounding and kicking Max’s already badly bruised body.
This was Max’s first encounter with demons. His unfamiliarity with it all, added to the growing distress over being heavily pummeled by creatures of the undead with unusual strength. The first demon whipped out his huge cock spit on the head and tried to turn Max around, even as he ripped at the rock star’s pants, which came apart in his hands.
“Pretty ass, boy! Don’t think we’re just animals out to plunder butt....I myself appreciate a fine smooth little man’s butt. You need to eat more though. You’re kinda small even for a rock star from hell. Lucky for you I love small butts. Now hold still!” The first demon did all the talking as Max’s clothes were torn from him piece by piece.
Max’s dad had warned him of random attacks by demons but it had only been a few weeks since he had found out about being the son of Satan and truly he was not handling it well. He had recruited the vampire Luther to take care of him, to alert him to danger, a situation that truly did not seem to be working out. Where the hell was Luther?
Cain Berlinger has published innumerable short stories in various gay publications throughout Europe and America. His self published books include essays on Black America, a book on meditation, a series of fitness books (under RD Cain) and several illustrated, as he describes them as “pure JO fiction”
He has lived in Holland, Germany and Switzerland for over a decade and now resides in New York City where he works as a life coach, fitness trainer, interfaith minister and party promoter. “I have no discipline for 9-5,” he says. His website is www.cainberlingers.com