Sex God Saga

### Sex God Saga 23

### Mirrorgnosis

Dearest Paris,

As per your royal request, I humbly submit my daily report.

At 9:16am, I stepped out of the shower and knocked at Mako's with nothing but a towel on. We fucked standing face to face against his door. He made out with me this time but he was kind of freaking out, too, since he'd a little bit forgotten how good it felt in those few days.

Didn't actually check the time but I swear it was only ten minutes later that Jun knocked at my place. I hadn't actually scheduled him yet but he gets up at five for a morning workout so he was ready. I finished Mako then hopped over and sucked Jun's sweaty dick and rode him.

Then Aaron Kim, ten minute fuck. Enough of a break to actually get breakfast, then Fulin showed up.

He brought me a new collar! It's even more of a doggy collar than what you got me and I challenged *him* to wear it in public for a bit but he was all "faggot this, faggot that."

I almost look forward to him accidentally saying the f-word to you or, even better, to Ace and see him catch a few hands.

The cockiness faded after two orgasms. Man is a beast, as you know.

Oh, Glowy is back. Incu got satiated enough to call him back and I put the little wisp in my new collar.

Ace came next. He's got lilac hair now!

I wasn't going to have two guys over at the same time but they politely took turns. They also oil-massaged all my tensions away. Fulin railed me good but eventually had to go babysit when the Lees went to work.

Ace stuck around, we went over to Mako and played games on his console collection while the apartment owner worked. Mako got a one minute suckjob during a virtual meeting but I think super quick sex frazzles guys more than it soothes them. Something to experiment with.

Then Fulin showed up and confessed that there's a tracker in the collar. It's literally for dogs prone to running away. I don't think it would have helped too much during my latest kidnapping but he's all about protecting his loved ones.

I might be too horny to know better but I let him turn it on.

Mo and Victor checked in with a care package and an apology for letting me get stolen off their turf. Double penetration is back on the menu.

Duke is scheduled to show up in five and will take me to the gym.

Sexy regards,

Your betrothed Theophilius.

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Still THURSDAY:

The inked physique builder with snake bites and a mop of stark blond hair on top of his otherwise buzzed head kindly refrained from asking for sex, but Theo let him know he could get a sucking later.

With certified PT Duke Kim as his workout buddy, Theo got back into his routines, focusing on stretches and recovery to restart his gym life.

The cock caged conjurer had left Fulin's gifted collar at home. It was just too much for the gym - a lot of the people there recognized him.

When Theo figured he was done, the Dusk Howler paramount, Joshua Khan, took over from Duke and pushed Theo to his limits. It felt good to be in control of making everything ache.

Theo stripped out of his sweaty clothes in the locker room when someone walked up behind him.

"Not going to hit the showers?"

It was Ezra, the leader of Lunar Tempest. Buff, shaggy black hair, intense eyes, Chinese. He was totally naked, emanating body heat and fresh musk that made Theo feel his caged dick.

"I live across," Theo said.

Ezra smirked. "And get your clothes all sweaty? Hop in the shower with us."

"Us?"

A second Primal -- presumably -- appeared. Thirty-something, cropped hair, Japanese-style tattoos across chest, shoulders and biceps, mostly of cloud motives interspersed with cranes. Shorter than Theo, light brown skinned, shirtless and showing off rippling quality muscles. He smelled strongly of cherries, almost cloying with the mix of sweat.

"Hi," he said. "Hudson. Ever since your fateful encounter, Ezra hasn't ceased singing the praises of your lip's magnificence."

"Poetic," Theo said, skeptical.

Hudson gave a light shrug. "Teaching literature by day, howling at the moon by night."

A third guy approached. Black, tall, well-built but not a meathead like his Primal friends. A small head on a short neck and his sharp fade made him appear much beefier than he really was. White gym clothes, sleeveless.

"Kinsley," the African-American said. "We've seen each other at Neon Sin."

Theo squinted. "Not sure I remember."

"Security guard," Kinsley said. "Or I'd have introduced myself that night."

"Ah," Theo made. "And you're Lunar Tempest, too?"

Kinsley flashed his pearly white teeth. "Ezra is the dad of the group. I'm a... grandfather."

"But you look- Oh, right. Lunar Tempest is... interracial? Inter-demi-species?"

Kinsley laughed. "I'm over a hundred, kid. I've seen almost everything. Although you'd be my first catch that isn't a girl. *If* you'll have us. Prove you're worth breaking my hundred year no-homo streak?"

Theo could have told them to fuck off. He'd had more sex today than he thought a non-magic hole could handle. But he was possibly going to be horny for the rest of his life, so he agreed with a nod.

The three men stepped in, Kinsley taking off his shirt, Hudson dropping the pants, now as naked as Ezra who was already chubbing.

"H-here?" Theo said and bumped into the lockers. "I thought we'd take this to my place."

"We can get privacy," Ezra said. "Not dome it in a long time but I'm excited to get back to it. Showers, little hole."

Three men started feeling him up, Ezra with confidence, Hudson and Kinsley with hesitant curiosity. Theo dropped his briefs and lead with only a towel, his cage on display.

The showers, only separated from the locker room by a bend, were currently empty. Two showerheads on either side for a total of four.

A thick smell filled the air, smelling like... nothing?

One of the Primals was 'scenting' the room. It manifested in most people's minds as a completely neutral but definitely present olfactory sensation. It wasn't as targeted as a Stygian mesmerization but it could affect a whole crowd.

While two of the Lunar Tempest guys awkwardly started showering, eyes on Theo's crotch, Ezra pulled the blond toward him, under the same stream of water.

The Primal -- was he a Wild Father or did their loose collective do away with titles? -- rubbed Theo with shampoo and the shaman responded in kind, sliding against each other as gym grime washed away.

Ezra sacrificed Theo's towel to give the shaman's knees some place to rest on and pushed Theo down.

First gear cocksucking, Theo's hands fondling the man's balls and groping his ass. Ezra's abs and thighs flexed involuntarily. He turned his whimper into a grunt and worked his fingers into Theo's wet hair.

The dick wasn't impossible to handle but of course Ezra had enlarged his dick permanently a bit, like all shapeshifting men clearly did.

The top took more control, keeping Theo's head pinned and fucking against him, balls slapping on chin.

It didn't take long for the others to get curious.

Kinsley and Stygian was first and shoved Ezra aside with a grunt, replacing the Asian dick with a black one.

"H-holy f-fuuuu..." Kinsley took a few breaths to find a rhythm. He sounded angry when he spoke. "I'm gonna rape this face forever. I'll make you my slave bitch, Theo. I'll write my name on your forehead and you'll beg for my cum every second of your life."

Kinsley rambled, but he didn't mesmerize Theo or anything so it was probably fine. Theo enjoyed it.

Somebody stroked Theo's back and the bottom offered his ass without taking his throat off Kinsley's tool.

Hudson hugged him from behind, hands on the bottom's hips.

"Just shove it in," Ezra said.

"Just like that?"

"Yeah, he's a perfect slut."

The tip of a dick entered Theo and his ass removed as much friction as needed to give the top the best experience.

"God," Hudson said. "I'm so mad he's a guy. It's just the tip and I'm going insane."

"At least the faggot's got no dick," Kinsley said.

Second gear because why not.

Hudson pushed in and inhaled sharply, then held still, his muscles tense on Theo's body. The hunk trembled, pressed closer to Theo with a tighter hug. "Fffffuck. Am I still not cumming? Is this real?"

He leaned in, his lips touching Theo's ear. "I will fuck you to shreds. Hear me? I will fucking destroy you with my cock."

Theo sighed into Kinsley's rod.

Ezra had waited enough and pushed Kinsley away, taking over again.

Theo didn't take the dick in his mouth yet. "Double," he said, couching. "Double penetrate my ass, sir."

Hudson huffed. "I'm not touching another guy's dick, faggot."

Theo twisted around with a grin. "You will. And you'll love it."

Ezra walked around. "Either that, Hud', or you take a break."

Theo didn't get a good view but Hudson clearly struggled to accept Ezra stepping in front of him. The leader kneeled and shoved his dick in, sliding on top of Hudson's.

Kinsley returned to Theo's mouth.

The bottom let his power run wild, third gear pushing the men to the limit of mental coherence. As promised, Hudson no longer had a problem with the arrangement.

Someone entered.

Theo couldn't even be sure of the details, his face in a wildly groaning man's crotch, but some gym goer had entered the showers.

He dropped to first gear and wiggled under the grip of three hunks much stronger than him.

The paradoxically odorless scent thickened. The intruder started showering without a word. Scenting was as good as a Veil at keeping the Veneer of Normalcy up.

Public sex turned Theo on more than he'd have expected. He arched his back into Ezra's embrace and let the double fuck go as deep as possible.

He waited until the random 'onlooker' was gone before making all three men cream into him simultaneously. Their screams bounced around the tiled space, fingers dug into Theo's hair, thighs and flanks.

Kinsley finished with a hard slap on Theo's cheek that sent him dropping across the legs of the Primals behind him. Hands came down on his ass with cheers of "Good job, slut."

They helped the bottom to a stand and finished showering.

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FRIDAY:

Ray Johnston, Shining Dark member, DJ, British WW2 veteran, arrived with a half-open silk shirt under a leather jacket. Purple sunglasses rested in his fluffy curls.

His eyes fell on Theo's choker with a heart pendant and he grinned. "I have some even subbier collars if you're into looking slutty," he said.

Theo beckoned him into the apartment. "I bet, but I want to wear one on a regular basis. My wisp is in the gleam of the metal. I'm thinking about going for a bracelet instead but Paris insists on chokers anyway."

"And jockstraps," Ray said and gave Theo's jeans-clad ass a pat.

"And jockstraps," Theo confirmed with a shyer smirk.

"Glad you haven't switched to a bracelet yet, because... here."

Ray pulled out a fairly sizable bracelet of leather and dark glass beads.

Theo recognized the Outsider's streaks within. "A sprite?"

"Echo sprite. Scoured every echo-y space for it. Found one in a church. I just figured it goes with your theme. Light, mirrors, echoes, reflections."

"For me?" Theo said, eyes going from bracelet to Ray and back.

"Yeah, dummy. We all want to protect you. Have your sex muse bind it. Shame that's not the theme you've picked. Imagine you carrying around a dildo vibrating with a cum imp."

"Is that a thing?"

Ray shrugged. "Bet it can be."

Theo put the bracelet on. It was conspicuous but simple enough it'd go with his chokers and collars. "I've never even used a sprite before."

"They're all the same," Ray said. "Taint and bless, hide and find, little bit of altering stuff if you have V to spare. But this one's going to be more echo and reflection focused, if you need something in that area."

Theo gave a smidgen of V to let the Outsiders take on a spectral vessel. Its Visage was... a jar? A tube? A small, reflective cylinder, shifting to catch sound around the room as the conjurer walked.

"Pretty abstract. It's attracted to noise?"

"Think so," Ray confirmed. "Mind if I plug myself into your sound system?"

"Sure. You want some background music while I..." Theo ran a finger over Ray's collar bones, "say thank you?"

The Stygian closed the distance for a near-kiss. "You better be down to the jockstrap by the time I hit play."

"Yes sir."

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SATURDAY:

Fulin Wang and Celeste Lee had a good enough handle on the five kids, Theo's role in babysitting was just to be a calm, artistic presence.

The second floor of Ivory Haven smelled of horse -- because there was a muse of traversal in the shape of a horse with fur so red it bordered on the unrealistic. The kids took turns sitting on top, pretend riding.

Fulin dropped next to Theo, his legs bulging under cargo shorts, his mint polo shirt audibly struggling to contain his torso.

The alpha's hand rested on Theo's back. "Man, if I could draw even ten percent as good."

"All practice."

Fulin blew a raspberry. "That's what all the geniuses say." He nodded at the horse. "If we need Baldassare to gallop someone across the world, we should let you do the Veneration. He doesn't have a proper painting in the gallery yet."

Theo raised his charcoal. "I'd need to bring something redder than this to get it right but I could probably do something. My first muse contract, huh?"

Fulin patted the leather and dark glass bracelet. "Moving up in the Knowing world. All kitted out."

"Oh, even better," Theo said and pulled a small water bottle from his bag. "Say hi to Sliver. Glass wisp living in my bottle. Had to switch from plastic but that's better for me anyway, right? Just hate the weight."

Fulin pouted, thinking. "You could ask Sliver to make his home lighter."

"Yeah but that costs. Incu is at his limit for binding, unless I invite other guys to fuck for him in my absence."

Fulin laughed through his ring-pierced nose. "Not sure I'd like that. They would only be more competition trying to bang you, the second they've had a taste. And don't think your newfound power level will stop me from protecting you, triple-Outsider daddy."

"Keith calls me a Mirrorgnost now. I can live with that."

Fulin let out a sigh. "I have to keep stopping myself from asking..."

"If I'll sneak away with you?"

"Hey, no noosphere reading."

Theo raised two fingers in a promise-gesture. "Wasn't."

Fulin slumped against Theo's shoulder. "That obvious? Okay, I've had crushes before. I've been in love -- with chicks, mind you. And I've officially got the butterflies. Just tell me I'm not the only one."

"I dunno. None of the others mentioned butterflies, exactly."

The alpha gave Theo a light hit on the head. "Between the two of *us*, dickhead."

Theo put his cheek on Fulin's buzzcut and laughed. "You're kidding, right? In less Mysterium-plagued circumstances I couldn't dream of a chance to be your sex slave, let alone boyfriend. I love you, big puppy."

"Love you too. Apropos sex slave, your maid duties aren't finished. I swear I've turned my apartment around to something less... bachelor, but I'd appreciate a helping hand from a willing faggot."

"Romance is dead."

"Haha, man, your humor is basic but I'm addicted to- Jerico, no eating paper!"

Fulin rose and the moment passed. Theo stared after him with a sigh and got started on a horse-leg anatomy study.