Sex God Saga

### Sex God Saga 19

### In And Out, Never Again

TUESDAY:

As much as Theo would have been okay with an indefinite orgy, everybody except Mako had to leave eventually. Theo woke up in the Japanese hunk's arms, sucked him off, made them both breakfast, then texted everybody one by one.

Paris demanded a picture. Theo's cage situation seemed to excite the prince as much as it amused him. In the end, a picture was not enough.

Theo was sinking onto his biggest dildo, getting a Fulin-level ass wrecking, wearing only a pink jockstrap, while Paris watched through the phone.

"Remind me to get you a better set up," Paris said. "Tripod, ring light and so on. Ah, Ace texted back. He can't join the video call but he'd like a recording."

"Uh, no?"

"Noted. Not recording," Paris said. "Do you want bigger toys?"

"Yes please sir," Theo said, breathless. "By the way, how about I put a wisp in that thing and make it hump me?"

Paris laughed. "Why not. Just needs a steady supply of V. Maybe you can be a main attraction at Ivory Haven."

Theo's phone rang, a call appearing over the video feed. "Oh, Leylani is calling. Any idea what she wants?"

"Nope, but you better pick up. See you later, sweetheart. I love you."

"Love you, too. Bye sir."

Theo struggled with his desire to keep riding but held still with the dildo lodged inside him.

"Leylani?"

"Hey Theo," came the Stygian steward's voice. "DNA results are in. Your bio-parents are, drumroll, definitely your real bio-parents. I was so sure you'd be a missing Primal. The fact you can do a tiny bit of shifting is even weirder now."

"So, only the Stygian influence is half-certain?"

"Maybe there's a way to... propagate Primal-ness, like a transfer similar to how Stygians hop to new hosts. There are ideas like that but nothing firmly documented."

"The shamans are working on someth- Oh, I'm getting a message from Keith."

"Don't let me keep you."

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Theo had put on a track suit as requested. He'd picked a black and white one among the ones Paris had gifted him, in the slightly embarrassing urge to match Keith who was as whitely dressed as always, if more sporty than usual. A musical note earring dangled glinting off the Vietnamese man's ear.

Theo got into the backseat of the white Porsche.

Alessandra sat next to him, holding an old telescope. Kenya rode shotgun.

"Hey Tee," Keith said. "Have to drop off the ladies at the train station first so Aura doesn't get mad. We just came from a crime scene investigation. Uh, Kenya, is that secret?"

The Voidmaven in a bright, simple robe answered calmly. "It seems Theo may as well stay in the know." She looked at him in the rear view mirror. "The man whose ghost I spoke to... His death was slow and torturous. Probably by having a demon drain him of Vitality, which causes pain and decay. Maybe other V types, too. Whoever killed him had long term access to him."

"Sadly," Alessandra said, "it took us forever to get access to the apartment. Normally, that would mean there's nothing left to find but," she patted the telescope, "we spotted a demiplane vestige. Either the murder victim was regularly accessing an Outsider's nest or the murderer hid in there."

"That makes it likely," Kenya continued, "there's an established magical murder conspiracy in Concordia. Hopefully just local to this city."

"What's the plan?" Keith asked.

"More observation," Kenya said. "And we need to check on every free shaman or champion we know. Just in case. This is my stop by the way."

While the women got out, Keith turned on the audio to play a k-pop girl group. "So Theo, do you have a new Outsider bound to bring along yet?"

"No, haven't had time to go hunting for any."

"You can ask the Loves at Pinerise. Sawyer is our Wispweaver and his son Horace is taking over that duty for team delta. Or look for a sprite. Any theme you'd go for? Sex?"

"I've been using mostly light-themed Outsiders. Mirrors? Reflections?"

"Ask Incu to help. Although then you might *have* to go for a sex theme."

"Maybe," Theo said, feeling suddenly so horny he had trouble controlling his breathing. Why did Keith have to look so beautiful and at ease?

"Have you ever done a physical activity? Martial arts?"

"No, my parents weren't up for that."

"Well, never mind. You have stamina, right?"

"I think I do," Theo said, his throat feeling dry. "It's just an hour, isn't it?"

"And a half," Keith said. "And most of it's going to be learning choreo, but the dancing is a workout in itself."

### ### ###

Theo was shocked to find his hands trembling as he speed dialed Paris. Standing in the stone garden outside the temple-like Ikigai studio, Theo vaguely paced.

"Hello darling," the prince answered. "Miss me?"

"Terribly," Theo said with mock sadness. "Just had ramen with Keith after dance practice."

"Did you have fun?"

"It's *so* hard. Anyway, we started with a boy group dance, and obviously I was the worst but nobody expected anything else and *then* we did a girl group dance. Like, a really feminine one. Keith did a-" Theo glanced around and lowered his voice, "a fucking slut-drop and, like, a belly dance thing. It was so sexy I felt like I was going to die from sexiness."

"You'll have to do that dance for me, of course. Was there twerking? If not, you should add some."

"Not sure I make twerking look sexy."

"I'll accept you dancing pathetically as long as it's naked."

"Ugh. And now I'm supposed to *meditate*. I thought I'd be exhausted after k-pop practice so I let Ai Wang schedule me for a meditation class but I'm so horny I don't think I could clear my mind if you lobotomized me."

Paris laughed. "Ah, it's the effect of not getting to jerk off yesterday. And today. And never, ever again."

"You're having too much fun with that. Especially since Mako already came up with a solution."

"Do tell."

"Don't think I will. I only called to ramble about how cute and hot and sexy Keith is. Fuck, is that rude? I'm treating you like a bestie, not a boyfriend. Is that okay?"

Paris was amused. "I'm not going to be jealous of a twink, so long as I'm somewhere in your top five fuck buddies."

"You're top three material, my prince."

"So honored."

"Oh, gotta go. Leo's calling everybody to meditation. Wish me luck. Gotta suck up that Baseliner Valance."

### ### ###

Evening meant sex with Mako, followed by a cuddle, a bit of video gaming at Mako's place, a check in by Duke to "see how you're doing" and a long, enthusiastic fuck by the punkish hunk, and finally a session of solo dildo fucking in bed. Going to sleep without jerking off took hours.

### ### ###

WEDNESDAY:

Theo woke up exhausted and desperate to cum. Mako was happy to let him ride Primal dick, which took the edge off for about ten minutes.

Seiko Yoshida kindly offered Theo a job at the Smiling Panda.

With no kitchen experience the blond was the lowliest newbie. He made an okay server but not speaking any Asian languages right at the corner to Chinatown limited his customer care ability. Clearing tables, prep work and similar duties became his bread and butter.

Then it was time to solve his little issue.

There were just enough chairs in his apartment for all present company. Mako in a bright blue, sleeveless hoodie, Everest between his legs, Fulin in a black stringer top, his head freshly buzzed, and Killian Hayes, the Dusk Howler's Wild Father in a muscle shirt. He was a hobby physique builder, a full time veterinarian, Chinese with a round face and short neck.

Theo, of course, was naked.

"I assume," Killian said, "you have enough V for a transformation. Since you're some kind of hybrid and your abilities aren't as developed, I can't be sure, but Yinglong seems to think so."

Yinglog was the Wild Father's muse and lived inside him, like Fulin's muse did.

"You know how to wiggle out?" Mako asked.

"Think so," Theo said. "I've looked it up for normal cages, not ones that are tailored to your dick by a dragon."

"Get on with it," Fulin said. "Shrink the baby carrot."

Theo focused and found his metamorphosis capacity as a physical substance drifting loosely within him. He guided it into his crotch and told it to evenly shrink his dick and balls. It required continuous coaxing and was quite slow but under the curious glances of three men, the blond dialed his package to half size.

"Time to wiggle," Mako said. Everest chuckled like a human.

Theo grabbed the root of his dick and-

The cage reacted. Metal bent like warm wax. Shavings drizzled off the cage web and the ring around his package. As the cage shed mass, it shrank to fit the smaller cock.

"Shit." Theo stared down with his hands uselessly hovering beside his crotch. "I-is it... going to grow when m-my shifting runs out?"

Mako whipped out Katachi who was back in an old razor blade and tapped the cage. "I don't think so. It got rid of material. It *might* just expand and thin its straps but... maybe your dick will explode."

Killian spread his arms. "Diagnostic please," followed by something in Chinese.

A fish-faced dragon with shimmering green scales erupted from his chest, spectral and blurry. Yinglong wrapped around Theo's waist, sending a chill through the shaman.

The dragon's voice was distant and whispering as it returned to its host. The veterinarian sighed. "Sorry Theo, but it might be best if you make this size permanent. Fulin said you... don't need a large penis, right?"

"I guess," Theo said, his heart suddenly going a thousand miles an hour.

"We'll find a different way to extract you," Mako said, failing to hold his grin back.

Killian put a hand on Theo's shoulder. "Your metamorph juice is running out, son. V can keep it up longer but eventually..."

"Right... Going permanent."

Theo focused again and grabbed the other 'substance' that felt more like a hole left behind. With a sharp exhale he started burning that limited, impossible to replenish resource.

He'd been warned it would feel wrong, make him anxious, even seem like pain vaguely outside the body. All that had been understatements. He gritted his teeth.

Fulin and Mako rushed to his side, touching him, encouraging him.

"First time's always the hardest." "Keep going, buddy." "You're doing so well."

The kind words got Theo through the ordeal but they also brought him to tears. The trio ended with a cuddle pile on the bed. Killian stayed at the table, tapping it with his hand.

"That took all my perma juice," Theo said. "I had barely any to start with."

Fulin patted his head. "I like you just the way you are."

"Me too," Mako said and spanked Theo's naked ass.

Killian rose. "Maybe if you collect more V and shrink our package to near nothing, or even invert it, the cage would fall off entirely from shedding matter."

Theo sighed. "I guess I don't have a choi-"

A pain pierced his crotch in multiple locations, so sharp he couldn't even scream, his breath gone in an instant. Flexing into a fetal position, Theo drew a breath and cried.

Under the concerned chatter of the Broodguard and Forgedancer, Yinglong descended and babbled in whispered Chinese.

Killian hummed. "The cage has pierced him. Dug itself in. Urethra, scrotum and so on. It's... lodged. I don't think you should try to metamorph. That might shred you."

All three men on the bed cringed and shivered.

"Now this is awkward," Killian continued, "but I have a horse to put down. Let me just check if there's blood, Theo? No, we're okay. We'll keep an eye on it."

### ### ###

Everest didn't make for a cuddly dog vestige since she was always cold unless she expended great effort against her nature. So she stayed under the table, while the Green Dawn alpha and the Howling Dusk man cuddled Theo.

Over time, they lost clothes, while Theo gained a jockstrap so he didn't have to keep looking at his tiny caged cock.

Theo hummed, waking up from half-sleep. "Never knew straight guys could be this cozy."

"We're gonna fuck, though, right?" Mako asked.

"Insensitive of you," Fulin said. "Be ashamed. But we are, right?"

Theo stretched and let his hand land on the other men's crotches. They both had been reduced to underwear. Mako in boxer shorts, Fulin in briefs.

"Since when do you wear briefs?"

Fulin shrugged. "Ace said they're sexier. I got nothing to go on with gay culture. Do you like them?"

Theo slumped. "Ugh. I'm emotionally not in the right state for sex. And that's saying something with you muscle gods groping me, hehe. But I need more of a nap."

Fulin leaned in and kissed Theo. Theo kissed back with despair and more force than he had wanted to use. Days' worth of horniness rushed through him. Fingers brushed his nipples, Mako was fingering his hole and Theo's power ran on autopilot to get him ready for intrusion.

The blond put a hand on each man's chest and pulsed.

Both Primals flinched away with a tremble, mouths half open, groaning. Fulin was cross eyed and death-rattling, Mako had a white-knuckle grip on the bedsheets, a tear running down his cheek.

Theo sat up. "Shit, sorry. I should have asked. I'm so sorry."

"You better," Fulin growled with a grin. He grabbed Theo by the neck and pushed him back down, impossible to resist. The alpha slipped on top of Theo and simply shoved his entire length in, struggling out of the briefs with his balls already hitting Theo's ass crack.

"Get punished, faggot."

"Yes sir, thank you sir."

Fulin sat up onto his calves, pulling Theo into his lap while the shaman gave a first gear power flow. Face to face, the men sloppily made out.

Mako stood up and pushed his dick onto Theo's lips -- and therefore also onto Fulin's.

"Dude," Fulin said, flinching back. "Get your dick out of my face."

"Then ride the bitch the other way around."

"Fine." Fulin made a swirling gesture. "Rotisserie faggot."

Theo turned on Fulin's dick until he sat with his back to the man under him, getting pulled onto the dick over and over by strong arms.

Mako facefucked Theo.

Fulin grunted. "Still kinda feels like I've got your dick in my face."

"Would you rather have it in your ass?"

"Fuck no."

"Then fucking deal."

"How about I ravage *your* ass, huh?"

"Would love to see you try, overgrown kid."

Theo slipped off Mako's cock to laugh. "Be nice to each other."

"That's me *being* nice," Fulin said.

Mako grunted. "What Tank said."

"Hey..." Theo started slowly. "Would you two kiss if I told you to? If I wouldn't fuck you otherwise?"

He got a moment of silence as the two Primals exchanged a look. Fulin pushed him down to fuck doggy style. "Mako, I think this faggot needs to learn who makes the rules."

Mako went on his knees, a hand on his dick, the other in Theo's hair. "I'm a good teacher."

### ### ###

Theo couldn't sleep -- too horny.

After ten minutes of using two medium dildos to double penetrate himself, he texted Mako. Maybe his neighbor was still up and willing to add a midnight snack to his daily good night fuck.

No such luck, but on a whim Theo complained to Ace and the Earthweaver was nearby. Theo got dressed and headed out to meet him.

The main purpose of a private gym was for Primals to have a place to absorb ambient Vigor that enabled their metamorphosis, but most Primals were meathead enough to like working out for its own sake.

Theo wasn't really looking to add a second workout to the day, but the Body Changers' also had a sauna and he was invited.

With the place largely in darkness, five men entered the heated room in reddish light and sat on open towels.

Massive bodybuilder Jun took up most of the upper bench, legs wide. Modelesque prettyboy Aaron Kim and maroon haired physiquebuilder Ace sat nearly touching on the left. Theo could tell both their cocks were semi hard, then resolved not to look.

Theo sat on the other side, his knee bumping into Ace's once, giving a nod then falling silent in the rising heat.

The final guy was new. Maybe mid-thirties, Asian and buff but not overly so, looking more like he worked hard rather than worked out. Just under six feet with shaggy black hair and intense eyes.

The glass door fogged up, despite the perfectly dry heat in the cabin -- revealing a Watcher eye that seemed to blink as fog crept over it.

"Nice trinket," Aaron said with a lopsided grin that made him seem cute and arrogant at the same time.

Theo instinctively closed his legs, then decided to open them even wider. He wasn't sure what to say, though.

"I'm kinda serious," Aaron said. "I like the design. If it's forever, at least it's pretty."

"Is it really forever?" Jun asked.

Theo sighed harder than intended. He sat sideways with one leg up to look at Jun behind him, which also gave the present men a better view of his cage. "Maybe. We're still thinking about options. But unless we find a much more powerful god than the dragon who's willing to do me a favor... yup, forever."

"And shrinking didn't work," Aaron said with his cocky grin. "Except you had to make it permanent."

"Yup, again."

"Man, I'd have the biggest freakout. Like rage-mania. Good thing you only want it up the ass, huh?"

"Y-yup. I mean... it's more c-complicated." Theo didn't really want to talk about the intricacies of bottom-hood. "Not getting to jerk off is kinda driving me nuts already."

Ace brushed his hand again Theo's leg. "You'll deal. Power of friendship." He winked. "By the way, this is Ezra."

"Pleasure," Ezra said, his voice somewhat deep, almost sultry.

Jun scooted over, framing Theo with his legs, the feet -- accidentally? -- touching Theo as he settled. Ezra got to move to the middle of the top row, into Theo's reach, and put a hand on the blond's shoulder.

"The legendary Theo," Ezra said.

"Wow, I guess."

"I'm leader of the Lunar Tempest," Ezra said. "Heard of us?"

"In passing, sir." Theo wasn't sure why he'd added 'sir' but Ezra didn't stop him.

"A loose collective of Stygians and Primals who don't like the hierarchy of the main orders or who don't care much for the urban life. I know some good fishing spots, if you're into that."

Jun was definitely touching Theo on purpose, one glorious leg resting against Theo's back, the other slipping under Theo's angled knee. Ace had moved in, his hand casually resting on Theo's knee, inching up the thigh. Ezra's hand was still on the shaman's shoulder.

Had it not been for the cage, Theo knew he'd have been embarrassingly erect.

The heat reached the point of making the men sweat, skin slickening with a glisten all over their bodies.

"You okay?" Ace asked, grinning.

Theo looked around, every eye on him -- including the Watcher's on the door's glass -- and noticed he was licking his lips. "Ha, yeah. J-just horny."

Jun grabbed the shaman's hair and pulled him into his crotch. Theo eagerly took the large, rising dick in his mouth, granting Jun the pleasure of standing at the cliff of a mega-orgasm in perpetuity, in return being granted the taste of sweat and precum.

Theo shifted onto his knees, ass raised. Ace moved behind him and rimmed, which was a tease but also felt like relief.

Jun had no qualms about moaning. The man's abs acted as a funnel for sweat onto his crotch and as the bottom licked, he dared to go to second gear. Soon enough a dick entered Theo's ass.

The blond briefly turned to see who was hammering him, expecting Ace but being pleasantly surprised to see Aaron, getting his second try at Theo's hole. Aaron fucked just fine but kept rolling his torso instead of humping -- a beautiful display of rippling abs Theo would have loved to keep watching but Jun demanded attention.

"That easy?" Ezra asked. "And nobody cares he's a dude?"

Aaron chuckled. "That's hardly a dude with no dick."