The Lost Boy Ch. 24

"I've been inside Chessa's head, I know she isn't lying to me." Ronnie confirmed.

Cassiel stuck his hands into his pockets, "It just doesn't make sense, Shelter has been turning good. Succubi everywhere are changing for the better, none of my old regulars have shown any signs of maliciousness. And everyone that we're involved with, the Urul, the Gilkur, the Sisters, none of them seem like they'd be willing to put the lives of all their kind at risk just for a few nights with an Angel."

"Maybe somebody doesn't want things to change." Peter theorized, "This isn't exactly the life we all asked for, it's just what we got. And even though it's, in my opinion, great, maybe there are some jealous Succubi who don't want to lose the days of whoring humans and other supernatural being around."

It was still a little odd to talk to his friends about these things, not too long ago he was sure they were all blissfully unaware of the supernatural that existed around them. And yet here they were now, discussing the possibilities of an evil being trying to stir shit up in an already tense conflict between angels and demons.

"This is my life." Ian thought with a sigh.

"But who would do that?" Ronnie asked, "Who would be willing to fuck everything over so badly? Who has such a grudge against all the changes we've done here?"

Ian folded his arms and thought for a moment, trying to figure out what he missed, if anything. Was there something he'd forgotten? Something that got lost in all the events that whisked his daily life into a jumbled mess of fighting and fucking?

What could he have forgotten?

"Rrrrgggkckccaaahh..." Ian's head jolted out of his contemplation, and he turned to look in the direction from where it came.

Off near an alley across the street, Ian could see in a shadowed corner, a wretch. The twisted blackened skin of the lesser creature nearby. Carefully peaking out and calling to him from a distance in a frequency that only he and Cassiel could hear.

"Hang on one second guys, wait here." He told his friends and took off running towards it. Cassiel also tracing the sound and seeing what he was heading towards.

"Ian where are you-" Peter started to ask, following in the path where he ran, but Cassiel jumped in front of him.

"Hey! Hang on a second, so umm...a little off topic but how are you guys doing with your girlfriends?" He knew they couldn't pursue Ian, otherwise the wretch might run off, not wanting to be seen by mortals even if they were aware of the demonic forces of the town.

Both boys looked puzzled, "Huh?"

"Well you haven't talked about them much so I just thought I'd ask!" He flashed them his trademark sweet smile and clasped his hands together at his waist.

Ronnie and Peter both stared at him perplexed for a moment before Ronnie finally said, "I still can't believe you're a boy."

Peter flinched, "Wait WHAT?"

Ian approached the mangled wretch, it's limbs still convulsing and spasming with every second. It's horrible twisted orifice that some might call a mouth clicked and gargled out vocal tones that may be construed as speech.

He looked down on its stunted height, "Tell me."

"Errrrcckckck...gaaauuughhhkktchk..."

Back with the boys, "WAIT WAIT WAIT??? NO!?" Peter was spazzing out.

Cassiel smiled at him sheepishly, "Heehee, sorryyyyy." Ronnie was having a fit, holding his stomach in laughter. "I can prove it to you right now if you want?"

Peter furiously shook his head, "No! Nonono, oh my God, oh my God how??" The nerdy teen's mind being blown upon discovering the cute purple haired girl from his class was actually a feminine looking boy. "My whole world is a lie."

"Guys!" Ian called to them, running back over the group. "I know where to go! I know where Katabin is!"

Battery Stop Electronics Shop:

"Here?" Cassiel asked with a raised eyebrow.

"That's what I heard." Ian replied, "They spotted him being kept underneath this business, in an underground basement like...thing."

Peter quirked his own brow, "A basement like thing?"

Ian rolled his eyes, "I'm still learning the language alright." He took a few steps to the side, the boys stood across the street. This store was placed on a hill-side and had no other streets or buildings to its back. And although Shelter was getting a larger population occupying houses and opening businesses, there was still an abundance of abandoned or empty places that had yet to be restored. And of course, this place was right smack-dab in the center of an abandoned stretch, looking like the only functioning establishment on the block. "It said that it had um...a thing on the back a...oh that!" Ian pointed to the rear of the shop, "A garage! That's it. I kept thinking he was saying garbage." The others moved over to see hat he was pointing at, and were able to spot the basement-garage that was attached to the back of the store. "Come on let's go!"

He took off running across the street, the trio behind him quickly springing to action and running after him. "Wait! Ian what are we gonna do!? We can't just barge in there!" Peter shouted from the back. Ian stopped his sprint a little over halfway across the road and spun to face him.

"Why not? If they have Katabin all I need to do is call my mom and twenty cops will be down here in ten minutes."

The boys caught up to him, their shoes thudding on the paved road as their run came to a stop. "If someone has gone to these lengths to capture and keep an angel do you really think they'll sit around and wait for the cops to show up and bust them?" Peter questioned, huffing a few times in-between words, "What if they don't wanna give him up?"

"Can you order them to let him go Ian?" Ronnie asked, "Or you Cassie? Both of you probably have way more authority in town then either of us." He looked over to Peter, the two of them the only mortals of the group.

Ian shrugged, "I doubt it, I never accepted domain over Shelter. And even if I did it's not like anything is magically bound to obey me, or Cassie." He gestured to the purple haired angel who shook his head in agreement.

Peter adjusted his glasses, having slipped a bit during the run. "Well then how do we go about this?"

The four of them stood there in the street a little awkwardly for a second, heads turning and looking about as they debated over their next move. Ian bolted to this location as quick as he could without thinking it through too much, so now that they were here, he wasn't sure what to do just yet. There could be something bad waiting for them in there, what exactly could overpower an angel? Or hold them for so long against their will?

After about a minute of suggestions, Ian suddenly heard something coming from near the building. "Gcckrrrrghckaaacckk..."

Instantly he whirled around to look towards it, and hiding behind one of the trash bins, it's gangly arm crookedly pointing to a tiny patch of brown on the bottom of the building close to the ground.

Ian took the hint and went in that direction, "Here guys, come here." He motioned for the others to follow.

They stepped back into the snow, crunching through the condensed powder until they got towards the garbage. The wretch Ian saw quickly scurrying behind the dumpster and vanishing behind the small space tucked between the hill and the building.

Half buried by the snow, they could make out a tint of brownish discoloration in the pure white ground. This led them to the window, an old grimy sill with rusted bars across it, a screen in-between them, but it was old and ripped in several spaces.

They dropped to their knees and peered inside, immediately, Cassiel recognized him. "There he is! That's Katabin." He whispered, pointing to the restrained messenger inside.

The angel was handcuffed, arms high above his head, no clothes, except for some type of BDSM collar around his neck, and laying back on a dirty mattress with no sheets or blankets at all. The mattress was on an old iron box spring, and the room fit the 'sex dungeon' stereotype.

Only if it was owned by trashy people.

There were a few empty beer bottles, candy wrappers, and empty cans of food scattered about on the floor. No one apparently cared to clean the place up whenever they were done with him.

Ian glanced around inside trying to get a better lay of the interior, and quickly took note that Katabin was not alone in the room. Nearby, there were a couple of women fiddling with some electrical equipment, he could smell them from here and identified them as Succubi. It appeared that the equipment they were messing with was a bunch of cameras and microphones being secured on some tripods. Aimed directly at the bed and the completely naked boy chained down.

Just then, another entered the room, this one he was able to visually recognize, her long blonde hair tied into a high ponytail. The white button-up blouse and black pants, it was Lexi, the Sister from the trailer park several months back. And one of the recurring buyers of his ass when his mother Sin held him prisoner in her basement for a few days.

"What do you think you're doing?" Ian whispered watching her.

She walked in with a big smile, a plastic wrapped case of water bottles under one arm, and a plate with some cut up apple slices with peanut butter in the other.

The two other girls whom Ian did not recognize faced her as she walked in, laughing and one of them asking, "Nice, did you bring any cocaine?" Just that statement alone was enough to make Ian grimace, this Succubi was very thin and probably only an inch or so taller than him. Long dirty blonde hair around her shoulders that was a bit messy, it looked as if she hadn't run a brush through it in months. She had smaller breasts, maybe a small B cup or large A under her red tank top and waist high jeans.

Lexi snickered, "What? How dare you insinuate that I would bring drugs around my sweet little angel! Ah! I would never!" She exaggeratingly looked away from her, pretending to be appalled. "Well, not today at least."

Opposite the thin one, there was another Succubus who groaned voicing her disapproval at the lack of narcotics. This one was black with her dark curly hair down just above her shoulders. She was about as tall as Lexi and a little bustier than the other girl. She wore a tank top too, only hers was pink with a drawing of a big bone on the front and text reading, 'Where's my doggy?'

"Why not today Lex? He hasn't gotten to try even the most delicate shit yet." She protested as she finished setting up her camera.

"Oh relax." Lexi set the water bottles down on the floor and the plate over towards the side of the makeshift bed. "In a week he'll be sucking coke off our cocks like a good little prostitute. But not today, we want him to be clean for our movie. Don't worry ladies, we'll still fuck him up, but just with fucking for now."

It was almost like listening to comic book villains laughing as the three sisters cackled about their plan to violate the angel boy. Hell, by the looks of him he had already been violated numerous times. But things were far from over on his part.

"They can't actually get him on drugs, can they?" Ronnie asked peering over Ian and Cassiels shoulders. The four boys practically stacked on top of each other to get a good look into the window.

Cassiel shook his head, "No...I mean I don't think so. Angels and demons can get the effect of human consumables like food and alcohol but we don't really need it. I've never heard of a Succubus or an Angel getting addicted to drugs before though."

Ian still shook his head, "Well we can't take that chance." And pushed himself up to his feet, lifting Peter who was on his back up with him and causing him to scramble up as well. "If the angels see what is happening here Shelter is doomed. There'll be no way to make peace." The boys stepped away from the window to more audibly discuss what they were going to do. "We have to do something, and fast."

"I can fly to Liline." Cassiel offered, "It'll be faster than any of us going on foot."

"What about cell phones? Can't we just call 911?" Ronnie asked.

Ian's shoulders fell, "I don't have one yet. Liline and me are supposed to go shopping for one soon."

"What about you Peter?" Ronnie turned to the blonde.

"I left my in my pants and washed it..." He stated, earning long judgmental stares from his friends. "Catalina just strips me down all the time! My clothes just kind of pile up and I didn't think to check!"

"That's very unlike you." Cassiel said.

"My brain gets all fuzzy around her, but what about you Ronnie where's yours?" Peter turned the question back on him.

Ronnie shook his head, "Chessa broke it when she first found me, she thought that I was trying to prove Vampires were real or something so she smashed it for safety."

"Ugh..." Ian groaned and all eyes fell back to Cassiel.

He shrugged, "I guess I'm flying then." And in a quick flick of light behind his back, the radiant white wings burst from behind him gloriously. Ronnie and Peter recoiling away and Ian only flinching slightly as he had seen this before several times now. "I'll try to get her back here ASAP."

Ian nodded and a puff of snow kicked up around them as Cassiel took off into the sky, full on Superman style taking flight and turning mid-air to head towards the Shelter police station.

"Okay...so what should the three of us do now?" Ronnie asked.

"Just wait it out until he gets back? I don't think there's much else we can do without-" Suddenly there was the sound of stereotypical, base music beginning to smoothly play out from the electronics store.

Followed by a voice shouting, "Woo! Let's get this party started girls!"

Then another, "You ready for another round baby? You gonna smile for the money shot this time like a good girl?"

"Ooohhh don't give us that face...you know you love being used like the filthy tramp you are."

Ian looked back at the store, "I think now we don't have a choice."

"Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit." Peter hopped up and down and shook his hands out nervously. Partly due to the cold, but also now feeling the intensity of the situation coming on. "What are we gonna do??"

Ian thought for a moment, "I know one of them..." He said at first, then looked back to his two friends, "I think I can be the bait..."

"Okay Kat, ready for your daily dosage of cock?" The thin one asked, crawling up to the bed on her knees. Her jeans unzipped and her nine-inch dick out and about, ready for play time.

Beside her, the other girl had allowed her uncircumcised, eight-inch monster flop out onto his face. The dark meet slapping down onto his cheek as she too crawled up close, "C'mon honey, it's not gonna suck itself!"

They crowded around his face while Lexi hung back for a minute to make sure the cameras were all at a good enough angle to capture the action. They had started rolling and she went from one to another to look at the built-in screens for her approval.

"Say ahhh!" The dirty blonde said before forcefully stuffing her girl meat into his soft lips. "Aaahh...there ya go...good girl." She rocked her hips, bucking her cock into his semi-conscious mouth. She could see her tip pushing his cheek out every time she went in.

"You do know our little cutie is a boy right? I mean look, the evidence is right there! Well, if you squint you can see it." Her friend poked fun of his boyhood and its small size.

Lexi chuckled, "I guess all the angel statues aren't lying, angels do have tiny dicks."

The girls cackled again, the black Succubus slapping the side of Katabins face, her cock meat making audible tapping sounds as she slapped him with it. Eventually grabbing him by the chin and popping the other dick free from his lips, drool sloppily spilling out his mouth, efficiently lubricating her own entry.

"Yeah but I mean come on look at him! This bitch looks waaay too much like a girl to ignore, these little nipples could easily be tiny titties!" She reached down and pinched his hard nipples, tugging on them painfully and earning a groan from Katabin. "And that little thing? Oh please, useless." She slapped his cock and balls.

"Mmmmghmmm!" Katabin moaned out, grunting pitifully on the black uncut cock in his mouth.

"And don't even get me started on this sluts ass!" She reached down and snatched his chin away, redirecting him to her own cock and stuffing it inside.

The two sisters taking turns fucking his face, forcing him to blow their cocks rapidly back and forth. Unable to speak or complain, just moan and squeal and taste, taste their sweaty, salty staffs. Smell their musky, heady balls pumping towards his chin, licking up the sticky precum they oozed onto his taste buds.

"Ooooouuuu that's good...mmmm angel lips are sooooo warm..." The raven haired one moaned, her head lolling to the side and her white teeth biting down on her lip.

"See? Another thing, only a girl could suck dick this good. I'm telling ya, are little Kat's a girl! Ha! And look here!" She pointed to his small bare cock, how it was hard and turgid, standing upright and responding to the stimuli, "I think he likes it!"

The pair laughed loudly and continued to batter his face, slapping his cheeks with their cocks and splattering him with his spit and their precum. Pulling him back and forth between black and white dicks, stealing his face to use for their pleasure. Eventually they got tired of taking turns and attempted to stick both cocks in his mouth at the same time.

Katabins eyes going wide and looking up at them like they were crazy as they tried to fit both members into his mouth. His lips trying to keep shut to avoid being stretched too far.

"Oooh come on Kat don't be like that." Suddenly the thin one grabbed his nose and held it closed, stopping him from breathing. Clearly they were unaware that he didn't need to breathe, but the overwhelming sensations and barrage of dicks assaulting him were making his mind to mushy to comply. "You did it before, you can do it again! Just say aaaaahhh..."

Despite his resistance, the two girls laughed at him again as they felt his lips slowly give away, allowing their combined girl cocks to carefully begin pushing inside at the same time.

"Katabin!? Are you in there?" They suddenly heard a voice outside. All three Succubi froze, their posture going upright and heads whirling towards the noise. "It's Ian! Ian Adams remember? I met you the other day! Are you here?" Ian called out as loudly as he could from inside the front of the store, standing in the center with his hands in his pockets. Pretending to be completely unaware of what was transpiring in the back.

Lexi just raised a finger to her lips and hushed the two sisters inside, "Keep him quiet!" She commanded before turning tail and running up the stairs to go to the storefront.

She knew exactly who this Ian Adams was, and she needed to stop him from looking back here. So she skipped steps to ascend the stairs as quickly as she could and dashed through the storage space to burst open the closet door and get behind the counter of the electronics shop.

There she spotted him, Ian, the boy she met at the trailer park, and again at Sins house.

...Several times at Sins house.

"Oh...Lexi? Is that you?" Ian put his hand to his chest and acted surprised, "Well hi there! I haven't seen you in forever!"

She quickly approached the counter, "Hello Ian, you'll have to forgive me for not being in the storefront, I was shifting some stuff around in the back. I didn't expect anyone to come to the store today." She made up a lie on the spot.

"I had no idea you owned a store, that's awesome!" He played dumb, and enthralled. "It's no worries about not meeting me, you must have your hands full running a place like this. Very impressive."