Sex God Saga Ch. 16

### Sex God Saga 16

### It's Getting Gay

FRIDAY:

As Paris had requested, Theo hadn't bothered getting dressed, opening the door in a well-fitting dark blue jockstrap.

The Stygian crashed into him for a passionate kiss, fingers already wandering to the shaman's hole.

Ace grinned as he closed the door. "Hi Theo. I had to listen to him whine the whole drive. Please fuck him already."

Paris dropped his blue and cream designer ensemble while Ace looked around the room.

Theo was bit overwhelmed by the attention. "Hey hey, sir, calm down."

Paris stumbled out of his pants. His hair was tied up in a small gold broche, matching his ear studs. He took a few deep breaths, standing there with his dick erect and both hands on Theo's body. "Right... calming down. Consent. Yes?"

"Wow, it's urgent, huh? Yes sir. How do you want me?"

Not even stepping away from the entrance, Paris turned Theo around where he stood and just fucked him from the back.

The Primal with maroon hair, apparently freshly cut and re-dyed, stood with arms crossed. He wore a black top with mesh sleeves that showed off his physique and black slacks. His belt was decorated with spikes as was a leather wrist band. "Am I supposed to get in line or something?"

Paris gave Theo's shoulder a light push. The bottom bent and met Ace's crotch.

The Primal stripped his shirt off and let the pants drop to the heavy boots.

"We don't have too long," Paris said. "Car's waiting. Give us everything."

Theo extracted himself from the Asian's dick. "As in max power?"

Paris gripped Theo's hair. "You heard me, slut."

Theo held onto Ace by the firm ass cheeks and let his ability loose.

Paris froze, holding perfectly still. Ace flexed his abs and whimpered, thighs quivering. After almost a minute, Paris exhaled again for the first time with a pained cry. He took a hard won breath and stumbled, nearly making them all fall.

The anal top incoherently grunt-yelped as he found a rhythm.

Ace's facefuck got uncomfortable as the prince kept pushing Theo into the Primal's crotch. Since he didn't have to hold back, his power could flow through his hands just fine. This would deplete eventually but slower than a pulse.

The bottom focused his power through his hands to keep Ace at maximum and rose up. The Earthweaver with the poker tattoo drew him into a kiss.

Theo flashed his spread hand at the mirror. Incu would give him a signal in five minutes. Maybe if both tops had cummed, they'd be easier to talk to. Not that Theo minded.

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Stop and go traffic. Paris and Ace sat broad legged on either side of Theo, squeezing him in. Their eye contact made clear they knew it and were having fun.

"I have a confession," Theo said.

"Something that'll make me punish you?" Paris asked, grinning.

Theo stayed serious. "Cristiano was here at sunrise, as expected. He got me to the point where I gave him max power. We knew he can handle it but I know we said I shouldn't do that unless I give that guy boyfriend status."

Ace put his arm around Theo. "Maybe we're thinking too much in categories. We can make a list of tiers, but maybe it should be a guy by guy basis? If we know he's not going to go crazy where's the problem? Then again, 'tiano sounds a little addicted."

Paris sighed. "I'm taking you guys for brunch. Can our problems wait until I had some coffee?"

"Need a nap?" Theo asked.

"Are you asking because *you* need one? We'll be stuck in this traffic for another fifteen minutes at least."

Theo leaned on the prince's shoulder. "Yeah, a little rest would be nice. I've had a busy morning, you know?"

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Theo's list of men:

My ability is harmless at 'level one', but gets psychologically addictive at higher levels, and might be dangerous at maximum output, although the psychology muse said it'll fade over time.

"I think getting to try you multiple times is what got me 'addicted'. The first time faded quickly from memory because it was just so unbelievable." --Ace

"Can confirm. So it's probably not the biggest deal to mess up once." -Paris

We want to limit the potentially dangerous effect that could make a Bart/Mo situation happen by deciding who gets what level. The fact Incu now feeds off sex at my place means I can't go cold turkey either. ("You wouldn't do that to me, right babe?" - Paris)

The idea is that I reserve max power for men who are properly intimate with me, keeping the lower levels for fuckbuddies. Unless they've proven they can behave.

Paris Bellerose: Official boyfriend. Max power.

Ace Wang: Boyfriend tier. Max power.

"I'd be fine getting sorted lower, but equally I'm fine being more intimate with you." -Ace

Damien Bellerose: Fuckbuddy. Handles up to level 3 just fine.

Fulin Wang: Really wants to be a boyfriend. He's even texted to ask what it takes, which I didn't give much of a response to. Max power because he can handle it but I'm not sure about the boyfriend thing per se.

"I'd never have thought he'd want to be with a guy and frankly he's been behaving. I think his past girlfriends would vouch for him being chill." -Ace

Cristiano White: Wants to be a regular but is not comfortable with anything gay beyond that. Probably fuckbuddy. Maybe take him out of the roster if he gets weird about it.

Duke & Aaron Kim: Acquaintances. Both agreed to stay at level 3 for now. Duke only reluctantly since he was really curious about max power. Under development.

Jun Ho, Dusk Howler alpha: Wants to be a fuckbuddy and hinted he's interested in dating for boyfriend status. Not sure what to make of it. Use noosphere more? Under development.

"I could have a third eye convo with him, just to check how serious he is." -Ace

Mako Yoshida: Really wants to be a boyfriend but doesn't like the term. ("Bad sign?" -Paris) The fact he's my neighbor and will check by often probably makes it easy to figure out if he can handle max level in the long run.

Mo Butler, dethroned arch-duke: Apparently he wants to apologize when I see him again.

There aren't any obvious guys to add to the list in the foreseeable future so this should be the full roster.

"And what about Keith? Oh come on, I'm just teasing you, babe." -Paris

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SATURDAY:

The date with Paris and Ace had gone by quickly, as had the sex back at Theo's place after.

Friday had ended with a fairly quick fuck my Mako, an hour of riding dildos and a shower jerk off, which was probably becoming routine.

Saturday morning started with Jun checking in. Yet another round of under-the-shirt cocksucking, mirror flexing and Jun's own rap. A great way to get into a gym mood.

At work, Theo's surveillance was loosening and yet no demon attacked. The Watcher kept creeping up on him as reflections in the dessert display and as one really insistent Pomeranian. No big deal.

Fox and Yon Lee upstairs had a parent date planned and relied on their daughter Celeste to watch the little ones, but then Celeste had been called to an urgent work thing. That was how Fulin arrived at the Smiling Panda just ahead of Theo.

"Hey," Fulin said with a wide smile as he opened the door in sleeveless flannel. The Lee apartment behind him was big and tidy except for the many toys strewn around. "Here to help wrangle werewolf cubs?"

"Just hoping I won't be in the way," Theo said and came in.

"You know Jericho and Victor?" Fulin said. "Five and seven. Jericho is in his firetruck phase."

Theo had seen the boys but mostly with Yon Lee ushering them down the stairs.

Fulin pointed at two brown skinned girls busy with coloring books. "Batsheva and Harshika. Twins and so well behaved it's a miracle. At least compared to Mako's little sister."

"Are they Primals? I wasn't sure if that's weird to ask Fox."

"They are. Redeemers killed their mother when they were babies. The dad left them with relatives to hunt down the Redeemers and he did but it kinda broke him. Those relatives reached out to other Primal clans."

"Wow, that's a lot."

Fulin looked pensively at the shaman and for a moment Theo figured the serious topic had stirred a memory but the muscleman with buzzcut and nose ring bit his lower lip as he kept staring. "You don't suppose..."

"What?" Theo said.

"A quick blowjob? One minute?"

"Ugh. Finish your wrangling shift first, horndog."

Fulin leaned in, his eyes narrow. "Do not make that my new nick. I'm barely weathering the ba-subpar dog puns."

"You realized you were going to say 'bad dog' a bit too late, huh? And I'm not afraid. Your bark is worse than your bite."

Fulin was about to respond when Jericho started yelling "Tank Tank Tank, look. Tank Tank!"

Fulin waved Theo away. "Chop some stuff for their dinner. Celeste put everything out."

Theo had barely entered the kitchen when his phone rang.

"Leylani?" he asked on picking up.

"Yes, can you talk?"

"I can. I'm home, kinda."

"We found a strange connection between your bio-parents and some Primals."

Theo put Leylani on speaker and waved Fulin to join him.

"There was a clan," Leylani continued, "called the Forest Kin or however you'd translate it. Maybe five or so people of the" -she enunciated slowly- "Schwarzwald family couldn't agree on a new Wild Mother or Father. One of them tried to solve the conflict with conjuring but might have stumbled onto a trickster muse. Demanded worse and worse acts for veneration. Turned out to be working for a god of blood or something. Classic demon horror shit show."

Fulin held the inattentive Jericho on his hip and tried to keep him from babbling.

"Brigitte Schwarzwald and her newborn got sacrificed to that demon god. Or so the record says. The guy who created the mess was put down without giving up all the details. And this Brigitte was friends with your birth mom during school."

"Aaaand," Theo said, "you think there's a connection?"

"I'm trying to subtly get DNA from your birth parents, which is a little tricky across continents."

"Wait, you think *I'm* that allegedly dead Primal kid?"

"The timeline checks out. She may have hidden you with Baseliner friends and then, well, got sacrificed before she could, I dunno, arrange a letter to be given to you on your eighteenth."

"If I'm already part Stygian, which we thought was confirmed by my noosphere sight... Is that a thing? Hybrids?"

"Yep," Fulin said.

"The hybrids that existed," Leylani said, "usually got the best of both words, if diminished, and not some crazy new sex ability. Uh, I meant to check in with you on that anyway."

Theo switched from speaker and nodded at Fulin. The alpha took the restless Jericho away.

"Is there a way to confirm any of this?" Theo asked.

"I've heard the Convent of Agrippa is working on something. In the meantime, maybe get some Primal lessons?"

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The moment Celeste was back, Fulin dragged Theo into the staircase, making the blond stumble down a few steps. The alpha took his flannel off in the corridor.

"Wow, haha," Theo said. "Where's the coming from?"

"I'm so in lust with you, you have no fucking idea, bitch."

Theo unlocked his own door with Fulin pushing into him from behind. The erection that had been carefully shrunk by metamorphosis or glamour was back to its true size.

"You're that into me, huh?"

Fulin pushed them through once the door was open. "I've been in love with girls, but I've never *craved* anyone like this. I would... I'd... fuck, I'm trying not to say anything that would scare you into bailing. I'll protect you. From anything, okay?"

The apartment dimmed with red-tinged light and a few candles lit up by themselves. Incu wasn't visible in the mirror but doing his magic to make the place sexy.

Fulin pulled his pants off, now naked and increasingly hard, his breath deep.

"One second," Theo said and took a single cornflake from his kitchen. He crumbled it into a steel bowl. "That's Glinty. He lives in what was my cornflake bowl so now he gets a cornflake in the evening and a drop of milk in the mor-"

Fulin tackled Theo into an embrace, struggling to get the shirt off the shaman. "Fuckmefuckmefuckme."

"Yes sir, hehe."

Soon Theo was down to a black jockstrap and Fulin lifted him onto the alpha's hips. Face to face, Theo guided the massive dick into his hole and slipped down the shaft.

"Oof, didn't get any smaller, sir."

Fulin spoke with despair through a cracking voice. "Ride me, faggot."

Theo slid all the way down into the Primal's crotch, accepting the pleasure getting pumped into his guts. He was feeling mildly insane with lust himself. "Enjoying it, big guy?"

Fulin looked beautiful in the throes of ecstasy. Theo leaned in for a kiss. Fulin flinched away, his anger not even fully manifesting in his expression before it turned to confusion.

"S-sorry," Theo said. "Still straight, huh? I won't try again."

"Give... give me everything."

Theo let maximum power flow into the muscleman. Fulin's breath turned to a wheeze. He held Theo and fucked him from below but his motions were more bodyrolls than humps, driven by shivers.

Their faces met and Fulin accepted the lip contact. "Mmmmhmhhmmloveyou."

Theo broke away, holding onto the man's shoulders, legs holding onto the round glutes. He dropped to level one. "Say it again. Say it while you're sane."

"Iloveyou," Fulin shouted and rammed their lips together for a French kiss so sloppy Theo tasted more of the alpha's nose than his tongue.

Fulin tumbled to the mattress and half sank, half tossed himself down, Theo underneath. He used his powerful legs to drive his entire length in and out.

"Ung, s-sir."

"Bitch."

"Sir."

"Faggot."

More kissing. Theo moved faster between levels. Normally he made it come and go in waves, instinctual, letting his power do the work while he leaned back without thinking too much. Now he tried to *use* his ability -- maybe in mean way. First gear, max power, first again. He *wanted* Fulin insane.

A hand on his neck, pushing. Theo made a gargling sound and dropped to first level. Fulin moved his hand, pinning the bottom down by the shoulders instead. "Gimmi!"

Theo gave. Fulin's face took on the messy expression between rage and terror like during their first fuck. He hammered into Theo like it was the last sex of his life.

Theo glanced at the mirror where a bull headed man faded in. The conjurer drew a circle with his pointer finger -- the sign for 'warn me when my next appointment is coming up'.

Then his focus was entirely back on the alpha.

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"You know you could join, right?"

Fulin hugged him closer. It was a hot hug, almost crushing, the Primal's naked body holding his little spoon in a heavy wrap. "Hm, feels a bit like you're springing that on me."

"Sorry," Theo mumbled. "I wasn't going to mention it while we were babysitting, but I'd be okay with you joining or not."

"And it's just... a dude orgy?"

Theo chuckled lightly. "There's a gay bar next to it, where we'll have a drink first. Then you could choose to head in with us. A bathhouse is hard to explain. There's saunas and a hot tub, but also, yes, it's all dudes and they're all horny."

"Crazy. I mean, I kinda knew that was a thing but... I think I'll sit this one out. Although, if I came I'd get to ravage you again, right?"

Theo turned in the hug to look at Fulin. "Not like it's safe for me to bang a Baseliner. But maybe you'd get too much attention. You're... a lot of gay guys' type."

"Your type?"

"I'm," Theo started and badly suppressed a laugh, "more of a cat person."

Fulin pinched the blond's nipples. "You were sitting on that one, asshole."

"Dicks aren't the only thing I can sit on."

"Oh yeah? You like getting pinched? How about I make you show up to your orgy black and blue. Not such a smart mouth now, huh?"

"Bad dog."

"I'll break you in half, bitch."

Theo leaned into the tickle torture and placed a kiss on the edge of Fulin's mouth.

The alpha slammed Theo into the mattress by the neck, face filled with... confusion? Theo checked the noosphere. He got an impression of flickering and of descent on rugged terrain, of a crushing burden settling and lifting. He wasn't good at interpreting emotions yet. Fulin's underlying drives were comparatively easy to read -- pleasure and sex and seeing himself as a man, a need to own, and a scarily strong need to be protect. Or was that Weidong interfering?

The Asian rose. "I should head out. Got things to... brood over. Say hi to your boyfriends for me."

Theo managed to slap the alpha's ass before the man stepped out of reach. "Will do, sir."

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The Griffin Dragon Unicorn was both bar and bathhouse right next to each other.

Five more men were entering the warm, dry air of the locker room where some gentlemen were already disrobing.

Paris had left his jewelry at home, only the gold nails hinting at his color scheme, his dreadlocks freely falling on his head in a way that by now felt domestic to Theo.

As planned Paris had brought Damien who seemed perfectly at ease. Ace had brought a surprise guest, too.

The maroon haired, lean hunk leaned into Theo once they were both naked, towels over their shoulders.

"What do you think, T-boy?"

Theo gave Ace a greedy once-over. "Being out of your edgy clothes always makes you feel a lot softer and sweeter."

Ace gave him a playful slap on the head. "Not me, dork. Your resident personal trainer is only here because of you."

Theo looked at Duke. Where his older brother was more 'boy', Duke was more 'man', his tattooed arm and tiny face tats with the snake bites giving him a ruggedness, the fake blond on top of shaved black sides and back adding a hint of youth. And his body was certainly more than Theo could have asked for.

But he wasn't comfortable. With his towel firmly around his waist, Duke weathered the 'hey beefcake' and 'see you downstairs' with pained smiles.

"He's... clearly here the first time," Theo said. "And probably the last."

Ace touched Theo's arm. "Not to say you owe him sex but it's kinda what I promised him. I didn't *really* think he was going to join."

Theo shrugged and smiled. "I'm fine with it. I should stay away from strangers anyway."

"*Are* you fine with it? I feel bad for creating pressure. I'm not going to 'check' your answer."

Damien stepped up next to them. Being slightly taller than them let him cast a shadow in the locker room with only a few major light sources. "Apropos third eye. I hear you're one of us *and* one of them, Theo?"

"Leylani raised the possibility."

"I think she's a bit too eager to see patterns. Wouldn't you have manifested some talents yet?"

Ace stepped away with a shrug. "I'm willing to give lessons for a fair price." He slapped Theo's ass. "We can try again and again. Do we head in?"

Theo, the Stygians and Ace walked along with the towels in hand or around their necks. Duke stuck close, staying covered.

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Duke did not grow any more comfortable in the darkness or near the dance floor. Theo soon pushed him into the next best stall.

The hunk glanced at the smooth black mattress in the equally black cabin. "They just... have stalls like that here."

"Yup," Theo said. "I've only been to Griffon Dragon Unicorn twice so I remember it feeling weird and nerve-wracking, but you came here for me, right?"

Duke pouted. "How arrogant. Maybe I came here for myself, you know? Explore."

"Should I leave and set you lose out there, then? I bet you can find a willing ass within three minutes."

"Man, I dunno. I'm figuring myself out and I'm not good at flirting at the best of times."

Theo closed the door. "Are you going to relax if we bang?"

Duke glanced at the door. "No lock, huh?"

Theo chuckled. "I never thought about that. No, but it's really frowned upon to intrude. We can leave it open if you want a potential audience."