A Wizard's Succession 8 : The Day worth Forgetting

‘What the hell’s happening?!’ screamed one nurse.

‘Who touched his wound?!’
‘Oh my GOD!!’
‘SOMEONE PAGE DR. CARLOS NOW!! HE’S LOSING A LOT OF BLOOD!!’

With all the screaming and howls of hatred, Marco Salvador was losing it. His eyes rolled up to the back of his head, convulsed like mad on the hospital bed, spit dribbled his parched lips. Marco found himself lying on the floor after a while, but something was amiss. He was stark naked, and he can see himself shaking violently on the bed. ‘Hey!’ he called out loud, ‘W-what’s going on?!’

But nobody paid him attention. He tried to spank the male nurse nearest to his right hand, but his hand phased outright upon impact, as though he was a ghost. He was getting pretty damn scared, because his real body began to curse everyone, even to Aldrin. But the very words he spoke were of a different language. He just watched helplessly as his body began to shout words as he shook, with throngs of people screaming and running in random directions.

What the fuck was going on?!

***

‘I better go home,’ Marco said absentmindedly to Aldrin. He was literally rushing outside to go home.
‘B-but what about my son?’
‘You better file your report. I just felt queasy.’

And so he drove home, the last video etched in his mind, and his heart burning with intense, cold wrath. How could he be so clueless? He rushed home. The 2 o’clock sun was burning mellow on the horizon, baking the concrete in gentle heat. The wind was rushing through Marco’s ears, his palms clammy, and his nape glistening with sweat.

Cold sweat.

When he finally reached his home, he was glad that his kids were still in school. He wanted to scream so badly, but his neighbors might become suspicious, so he instead decided to sleep on it. As he opened the mahogany-painted door of his room, he didn’t see Geoff hiding behind the door and struck him hard on his nape. Despite his fearsome appearance, his neck was as useful as putty against his steel-toed shoes. He was out cold in seconds.

When he came to his senses, he was strapped spread-eagled to the four corners of his bed, naked, covered in sweat. He was held securely by his brass buckle belts knotted in a weird way, yet ensured security.
‘Hello, Sir Marco …’

Marco was still groggy, but he can see Geoff standing in front of him, arms folded in sheer domination. The teenager looked no more menacing than a child that wanted a few peso coins. But, in his current position, he was as helpless as a canary.
‘Geoff! What the fuck are you doing here?!’

He just smirked.
‘Oh, come, ON!’ Geoff jeered, ‘After with what you’ve done to me?! You will be sorry for that, I will guarantee that!’

‘Look, I’m sorry that I shouted at you for something you didn’t do,’ Marco reasoned, ‘so please untie me and go home. Your father’s worried sick.’
‘You went home?’ he asked, eyes glittering with interest, ‘Oh man! Then you saw my videos?’

‘Y-yes I did,’ Marco said, struggling to get loose, ‘Why did you do such blasphemous deeds?’

Geoff sighed heavily and shook his head, ‘You’ll never understand me. Even my own father will never do. I always knew that my preferences are … different … from others.’
‘So that’s why you had the videos of both me and your father?!’

‘Apparently, the cameras that I installed in the gym were designed for me to spy on random guys at school. But you, you are great! Just look at yourself! You are a work of art!!

‘I have always had a crush on my dad, back when I was young. But he was strict as shit, so I learned how to adapt. I really wanted him to love me, both emotionally and sexually, but I guess I just had fulfilled the sexual part, even if I did the other half. When you came along, you made my life different,’ Geoff said, once again sighing, ‘You were my inspiration, my second love. But I cannot get you because you were clueless. How could I be so naive? Now, I’m pretty sure I’ll never get the thing that I really want.’

‘But what about the … the experiment you said?’
‘Oh, it is real, alright. And you’re just perfect, just like dad ...’

Geoff then giggled, ‘You know, I am an athlete, and I want to be at the top of my game, but, that’s not always the case. I made a research and I discovered that I can increase my performance in sports if I ingest generous amounts of oxidized urine and non-rennin-soluble substances … ‘
Marco was stupefied, ‘I-I-I don’t get it … w-what does it have to do with me and your dad?’

Geoff sighed in slight exasperation, ‘Don’t you get it? The substance that I need to ingest should have amino acids, citrate, enzymes, flavins, fructose, phosphorylcholine, prostaglandins, proteins, vitamin C, acid phosphatase, citric acid, fibrinolysin, proteolytic enzymes, zinc and galactose. These compounds have shown to help athletes, and some men with poor sex performance, regain their stamina and endurance.’

Marco was shocked, ‘Ingest … a-as in … d-drink? Y-you want to drink … s-semen?!’

‘Bingo!’ Geoff cheered, ‘and I’ve discovered that men who engage in rough activities create more semen and produce higher levels of testosterone than others, like athletes, or, in my dad’s case as well as yours … bodybuilding.’
He was as scary and mad as hell, ‘You can’t do this to me!! I am not your … your thing!! Y-you just can’t extract my fluids!!’

‘And now I can,’ Geoff smirked, and picked up Marco’s gray briefs he wore before he was knocked out. Geoff began to shout for help and struggled to break free, but he was gagged with his own underwear. Before he could spit it out, the teenager stuck a long piece of duct tape over his mouth. Marco was now more scared than ever.

Nostrils flaring, he was begging pleas to his captor. Marco wanted to DO something, because he didn’t want to be a guinea pig. The worst part is that this experiment’s going to leave him tired and limp as shit. ‘Think of it this way, sir. When I have perfected this research, you’re going to be the sought after man in the country, if not, the ENTIRE WORLD!’ Geoff said with complete relish.

Marco was screaming hard not to do whatever fiendish methods Geoff had up in his sleeve, but the boy made his first move. With the beefy man’s cock held firmly, he poured a few ounces of coconut oil as lubricant. Geoff then began to stroke Marco’s meat gently, driving the bound teacher mad with pleasure and horror. His fat meat responded with the boy’s gentle teasing, stroking in slow, smooth movements while letting his hand pulse its grip, allowing the poor man’s cock to expand and grow. Marco shook his head from side to side, screaming and groaning from the intense teasing movements his manhood was receiving.

‘You know, Sir Marco, I always knew that you will never disappoint me. Now, I will do the same with you. You will have the best night of your life.’

The slow strokes drove Marco insane for God-knows-when. Geoff’s hand never seemed to go tired, as he kept his grip perfect, the stroking constant. He just stopped to apply a few more applications of coconut oil to keep the man’s cock slick. The insanity has kept Marco groaning, and this time, he was struggling to quicken the pace, his hips trying to fuck the boy’s hand. He didn’t know how long Geoff will keep him on the edge, and he certainly didn’t want to be on the edge forever. As he was about to cum, Geoff instinctively let go.

For a while, Marco was stunned. How could he do this? The boy had an impish grin on his face, smiling deviously from him. Marco was sweating like a bull, his face flushed, and his cock stood out in its fat, seven inch glory. It was like a savage creature, with precum flowing from it like saliva foaming from a vicious dog’s mouth. Marco whined and moaned, begging the child to let him come, his big body thrashing about. The boy stood up, and checked the time.

‘Well, would you look at that?’ he said in fake astonishment, ‘My calculations are correct! Your orgasm time, combined with your refractory period, and a few more factors … will leave you in my mercy, don’t you think?’

Marco begged, pleaded, and screamed, all to no avail. A single finger ran the length of his shaft, driving the man mad with pain and pleasure combined. ‘So you see, my dear teacher, your efforts are not wasted. Mathematics has helped me with this.’ Then the boy sat down beside the bound teacher, his left hand rubbing Marco’s belly slowly and erotically. That action alone made Marco close his eyes and moan in appreciation, his unfulfilled orgasm once again fueled to be released. ‘Don’t you worry, sir. I will be doing the integral equations later after our … private … lesson …’

That sentence made Marco woke up. He realized he was falling toward a certain forbidden tryst, and he didn’t want to know. He thrashed hard, grunting, as he tried to get away. But as soon Geoff’s thin lips wrapped around his manhood, Marco let out a horrendous groan. He tried to fight the seductive sensation his cock was receiving, but it was futile. Shame, lust, pleasure and fear drove him insane, leading him to surrender to the blissful feeling his fat meat was receiving.

***

Nobody saw, heard, or even notice Marco’s presence when they fled in terror. He watched helplessly as his body was contorting to inhuman limits, screaming words he couldn’t comprehend, and with priests anointing his body with holy water.
He just couldn’t stand it …

***

Marco was struggling with all his might, but he felt his strength drain away every time the lad sucked on his manhood like fresh Popsicle. He wanted this to be over, but at the same time, he didn’t. The lad’s thin lips curve in a perfect “O”, sucking his dick like his life depended on it. As each time Geoff went up, veins began to appear on Marco’s cock, evidently showing the lad’s vigorous prowess at doing blowjobs.

Every blood vessel stood out in sharp relief, each pulsing with life, turning his meat in a darker red shade. Geoff took his time, blowing Marco slowly but with a determination unmatched. He also doesn’t seem to gag despite Marco’s fearsome girth. A natural talent.

Geoff suddenly gripped Marco’s waist hard, his nails digging into flesh, eliciting a painful howl from his captive. ‘Just hold still, will you?! I can’t finish this!’ he said angrily. Marco begged him to stop, and he did for a little while. Geoff’s jaws hurt like mad, but he had a plan. And, whether his subject liked it or otherwise, he’ll be powerless nevertheless. And, judging by Marco’s condition, the man wouldn’t last long, either. He knew that Marco comes in loadful (a positive aspect), but he also comes rather quickly (the negative one).

Therefore, edging him for hours would be foolish.
But, at the very least, the reward will be sweet. He will do it. One last time.

He started fondling Marco’s testicles. This got the bound man even harder. Geoff once again started playing with the teacher’s hard cock. Marco felt terrified about this. He should not be enjoying this. It did feel good but the very act was still wrong.

Geoff held the base of Marco’s cock and wrapped his lubed hand around it. He began stroking the man’s cock up and down. This once again sent Marco howling in sheer pain and pleasure. The oil was slick and it magnified the sensations to his cock. The lad stroked his cock up and down from the base to the head. The feeling was incredible nevertheless.

‘Just relax. All you have to do is cum and I won't stop until you do.’

Geoff released the base of Marco’s meat and he started feeling the bound teacher’s barrel chest while he was jacking him off with his other hand. He felt his hard nipples, then ran his hand up and down Marco’s sides again. He began to laugh hard from his gag. Geoff continued roaming the man’s chest and sides while he was jacking Marco’s dick. He then stopped everything, and then let both of his hands explore the teacher’s chest.

The lad once again started tickling him. Marco started bouncing up and down, trying to get away from his hands. He just wants to have fun, the lad said to him. He poured more of the coconut oil into his hand and he held the base of his captive’s cock again and went back to work. This time, he took longer slow strokes up and down the man’s shaft. The feeling was insanely incredible.

‘Have you ever stroked your cock slowly, like this?’ the lad asked.
Marco was panting both from pain and the intense sensation his cock received, but he still had the strength to shake his head no.

‘Good,’ the lad said, his words coated with dark-laced lust, ‘I'm going to pump your cock just like this until you cum. I may even suck it again for you. I want to watch you shake and moan as I extract from you the very thing I need from you. You will eventually cum, it will just take a while and I have all day.’
Marco began to howl both in frustration and shock. Geoff then started massaging his cock head. He firmly held the base of the man’s cock and he fondled the lubed head with his fingers. While he was doing that, he said, ‘Remember, you will cum, and I won't stop until you do.’

He was really torturing his teacher now. Marco couldn't escape. He really knew how to work the man’s cock head and kept him in ecstasy for an awfully long while. Geoff paused to lube the captive’s cock again, held the base and started stroking him off slowly again. Marco started sweating, his chest started to glisten, and he was moaning. Yes, he was moaning because he wanted to cum so bad. This is just what Geoff defined his revenge: by driving him crazy from all the sensations. He was stroking for a long while, making Marco feel frustrated and helpless.

‘You look so hot right now. You are so handsome. Your cock is so hard and firm. Looks like your cock is ready to explode. You probably want me to speed up a little huh?’
Marco nodded weakly. ‘Well, I like to take things slow. I want to keep you on this sexual high for a long time. Or at least until you cum.’

He was wet all over now. He looked like he just came out from a shower. He tried to make himself cum. He tried to think about his wife. He imagined them doing it at their house but it was no use. This sexual high was too intense. His slow strokes kept urging Marco to cum but he couldn't. He wanted to cum but was denied the relief. Geoff’s skillful stroking kept him on the edge for hours. He was like on a rollercoaster.

‘Would you like me to stop?’
Marco, in desperation, muffled YES through the gag. He was weak and tired.
‘Well, all you have to do is cum.’

That made him started screaming again. He felt so wore out. Geoff just put his hand on the man’s feverish head and pushed it back down.
‘Shhhh. Relax. You know what you have to do. Concentrate. You will cum. No matter how long it takes, you will cum.’

He just kept stroking the man’s dick up and down, never taking any breaks. He would just pause once in a while to relube Marco’s dick. Suddenly, he felt something different. He was still in sheer ecstasy, but he also felt that he was coming down the coaster as well. This is it, Marco thought in his fevered mind, all or nothing.

In a matter of seconds, Marco erupted like a volcano, his creamy load shot like a fountain. Even Geoff was taken aback. All the poor man could do was to scream helplessly through his gag, his entire body soaking in sweat. ‘I knew you could do it. Now that was not that bad, was it?’ the boy crooned. Marco was as still as a statue, breathing hard like a bull, feeling hot and sticky.

‘Now, let me extract these samples …’
Geoff once again produced a vial, and scooped up the semen that has collected on the man’s belly.

‘Hmmmm … Nice samples indeed …’ he remarked, ‘but your testicles are still large. You got more cum in them than I thought. I'm sorry but I'm going to have to work your dick again ...’

Marco was going ballistic but there was nothing he could do. He was too tired and weak. Geoff scooped up some of his cum and lubed the man’s cock with it. He held the base of Marco’s cock and went back to work. ‘And I thought you weren’t prepared …’ he teased darkly. He once again began to stroke Marco’s cock …
SLOWLY …

***

Aldrin was horrified to hear Marco’s howls of never-ending curses to humanity. He knew that the helpless man was speaking latin, and went toward Marco. Upon seeing him, Marco smiled an impish grin and roared in delight, ‘Ah! This here’s a man worthy of a blessing! All you single ladies out there! Better grab your prize before all is lost!’

Whatever happened next shocked Aldrin even further because his entire outfit, along with his boxer briefs, melted on the spot, with a scent of singed clothes. He tried to flee, but several nurses began to shiver in a minute, then captured the naked engineer, touching him wherever their hands might happen to touch on. Marco laughed a demonic laugh, then his body began to convulse, with black smoke emanating from his mouth.

The priest tried with all his might, but as the cloud subsided, his neck creaked loudly and the priest’s corpse tumbled to the floor. A big man of an esteemed air appeared, with hordes of succubus gripping Aldrin to a corner. Marco lay on the hospital floor, weak and helpless, as his strength was drained from his exorcism. He could barely see Aldrin’s body taken away, and he himself was also taken. Then, he heard the man spoke.

‘This world has changed, indeed. Wherever Lilith could’ve gone to?’
‘Lord Abaddon,’ one of the succubus spoke, ‘many of our brethren rejoiced of her freedom. I’m pretty sure she hasn’t gone that far.’
‘True, sire,’ another one answered, ‘And with her freedom, she will devise a plan for our glorious victory on the Day!’

Abaddon smiled, his winsome face ever tempting. ‘I just hope that Eligor won’t give in to the Magi’s wishes. What we now need is a large group of LIVING followers, not trashed-up souls.’
Suddenly, he flicked his palm. Aldrin began to drift toward the group of female succubus, much to the man’s fear. Abaddon spoke up, ‘My wives, drain this man of his Magick. I could really need his power of Distortion.’

Aldrin was shocked. What does this demon mean of Magic? For all accounts in his life, he led a perfectly normal life …
Normal …

The word was so natural, yet unnerving. He tried to recall any weird events in his life, and due to fear’s grip, his brain began to unload several memories.

He perfectly shot the basketball at an impossible angle. He heard a howl of pain as he accidentally kicked his sparring partner in Karate on his ribs, though he tried to kick his shin. A would-be hold-upper dropped his knife in sheer fear because whatever he did, he couldn’t land a single stab to Aldrin.
That was the demon might have known. But how? He had never told anyone about any of these.

As he desperately tried to break free from Abaddon’s grip, the succubus had already possessed the labor force of the hospital. Many male nurses possessed by the succubi held Aldrin firmly, licking him all over his body. Some male nurses began to do their job – to arouse Aldrin in order for them to relieve him of his power. One male nurse kissed him, to his revulsion, but it was futile.

He was hard immediately their lips met. Another nurse began to lick Aldrin’s left nipple, while another licked his right nipple. The possessed female nurses began to kiss among themselves, their pretty faces showing indescribable lust, while other female nurses held Marco. Other female nurses served as guards.
The hospital was in chaos. People ran in random directions.

Confused.
Terrified.
Just the way Abaddon liked it.

He laughed a deep, belly laugh as Aldrin screamed in desperation, his fat meat greedily sucked by yet another male nurse, who also began to fuck the man’s virgin ass. All Marco could do was watch helplessly as Aldrin felt sensations he never felt, until Marco blacked out.