### Sex God Saga 1
### Demon Fuck Day
THURSDAY:
The sky had just begun to brighten when Theo headed out. As he'd be changing into his uniform at the coffee shop in twenty, he endured the morning chill in a white tee and jeans in need of replacement.
Theo's slender frame reflected in the window of a Thai food place that had been closed since before he'd moved here. Something was inside - watching from between the newspaper pages veiling the interior.
Yellow eyes too far apart for a human. They focused on him.
Theo flinched, his bright blond mop of hair shifting in the reflection. The eyes were gone with a blink, like they had been a mere illusion.
Theo passed a stranger a few inches taller than him. It was tempting to stare.
The stranger was dressed much too expensively for the area -- designer wear from top to bottom. A red scarf made for a prominent feature piece. Of African descent, with a naturally big frame under lithe muscles. A pattern was shaved into the sides of his flawless fade. Around 25, with a rather masculine face.
The hot stranger was looking up at a pigeon perched on a streetlight.
The bird didn't look special but followed Theo with its gaze. City critter had been doing that for a few days now, and apparently even strangers were noticing. What kind of animal had those yellow eyes been?
Farther down the street, Theo passed a woman who fit the area much better. Gray haired, with a barely-put-together crazy cat lady vibe. She glared at him with intense, blue eyes but didn't move.
As Theo took a shortcut through a narrow side alley that had never had a street sign, the pigeon followed, landing on a cable overhead.
Theo had the strange sensation of pushing through something like a thick blanket. He nearly bumped into the rusty Toyota that parked here most days. How had he overlooked that?
A person stood at the end of the alley, dawn's light hitting him from the back. It was a guy, short but quite buff. Orange lines on his tight clothes... Wait, was the guy naked and erect?
Theo stopped and the guy *ran* at him, muscular thighs quivering. Definitely nude and hard. Fuck. It wasn't even *that* bad an area.
Before the blond could even fully turn, the attacker grabbed him by the neck. Heat flared around them. The stranger pushed Theo onto the Toyota's hood.
Theo tried to fight back but the attacker was more muscular than he had seemed, and even stronger than it looked like he should have been.
Orange lines glowed in his veins. Did he have fire for blood?
With an intense stare, the fireblood guy ripped Theo's shirt apart. It got singed where the man touched it, threads fading to ash.
Theo felt heat but didn't get burned.
The blond gripped the glow-veined arm holding him on the hood, took a breath to scream for help and-
Within the blink of an eye, he felt pleasantly tipsy -- everything was just a little less real and he could 'float' along.
Then he got horny so instantaneously that his dick hurt before it was even half hard.
Fireblood hunk dude ripped Theo's jeans in half, the seams popping with smoldering tears, and pulled each pant leg off individually.
Theo struggled out of his briefs and whimpered. So much of himself rushed into his dick that he pissed from his erection without meaning to.
Fireblood pulled Theo's legs up to his shoulders, bringing his own hips to the blond's ass.
Theo couldn't see what kind of tool waited for his ass -- Fireblood had him pinned -- but it hadn't looked tiny. The car's hood was getting singed whenever the hunk touched it.
Theo knew he was in for a bad time. He tried to fight again.
Something inside the slender victim *pulsed*. Like a spare organ at his core rising and settling.
His hole relaxed involuntarily even as Theo kept his cheeks clenched.
Fireblood's dick slipped in without even manually lining up.
It was a thick dick, but not monstrous. Fireblood had to use some force to get all the way in, which hurt, but he slid smoothly along as if lubed, so it wasn't a sensation of injury, merely a burn -- the non-fire kind.
It was, objectively, decent sex. Fireblood was intense, ever-staring and well-muscled, the humping was mechanical but going deep with every thrust.
Under more consensual circumstances, Theo would have gladly been pinned by the stranger. But not on top of an increasingly blackening hood in brightening daylight in an alley half the neighborhood used to get between main streets.
Fireblood's eyes glowed orange. His fuck got more urgent. Finally, the stranger's breathing was becoming audible -- which it miraculously hadn't been.
Wait, was the guy going to ejaculate lava or something?
"Hey," someone shouted where Theo had entered the alley.
The blond twisted. It was the hot black guy with the red scarf.
"H-help?" Theo croak-shouted.
"Demon?" the black man said, fairly casual. His eyes didn't quite seem to find the old car or the two fuckers. "Hm, yeah. Demon."
As the black savior walked closer, Fireblood the demon turned to ash and faded to nothing.
Then how was Theo *still* getting fucked?
The slender blond's legs dropped and he slipped off the hood but he continued to get his ass pounded.
"Demon!" a women screeched at the alley exit, opposite the black guy. It was the crazy cat lady, holding a silver cross and a long knife. "Wicked power, be slain."
"Damn," the black guy mumbled and... ducked? He was suddenly gone as if he had faded from existence, too.
"By the lord's strength!" The crazy lady chanted in Latin and advanced.
Theo grabbed the singed tatters of his shirt and briefs. His jeans were a goner but he grabbed them anyway.
The badly singing lady came at him, wielding the cross and knife equally as weapons and surprisingly skillfully.
"I'm not a demon," Theo said but ran, his subsiding erection slapping his smooth, lithe abs and thighs.
He continued to get fucked. If it had just been a ghost dick up the ass, he would have been able to ignore it, but Fireblood was invisibly all over his body, groping with enough force to slow Theo's steps.
With his clothes in hand, Theo ran past the spot where the black hunk had ducked out and headed back to his apartment.
The pigeon followed overhead.
The knife lady was insanely fast for someone looking 50 at the very least. Theo crossed the road, bringing a car between her and him. She leaped over it like a sprinter over hurdles without trouble.
He kicked a trash can into her path, letting it roll and spill. Heat built up in his ass while Fireblood drilled him with mechanical humps.
As the woman reached the trash can and its spilled content, the anal heat vanished and the trash pile burst into flame.
Theo didn't wait to see if it stopped her. He fingered his keys out of his jeans, dropping the shirt in the process.
He made it into the building. Running up two floors, he could barely hear anything over his own breath and the rush of blood in his ears.
