by T L Stokes
“Yes, I’m sure I have something,” Stell smiled at Stephan’s growling stomach. He had not felt hunger for a long time. He could hardly even taste food anymore.
“Good. ‘Cus I’m worried if I have to wait much longer, I might start snacking on you. You smell good enough,” Stephan laughed and bent to plant a moist kiss to Stell’s collarbone. Stell blushed and slid his hand into Stephan’s as they walked up the driveway to the front door.
“Go ahead into the kitchen and see if you can-” Stell was cut short at the man standing in the living room.
“Luc....ian. Stephan this is my... Dad... Lucian,” Stell spoke uneasily. He shifted from foot to foot wondering what Satan was doing in his living room.
“So, you’re the Stephan I have heard so much about,” Lucifer stood and shook Stephan’s hand.
‘I wonder Mephistell, what would he think if he knew who he was shaking hands with?’ Lucifer sent the wicked thought into his head. Stell swallowed audibly.
“So your Stell’s dad. It’s nice to meet you,” Stephan smiled warmly at the Devil himself.
“Stell... yes. He is my son. Of sorts,” Lucifer smiled at Mephistell. “Well I just needed to have a word with... Stell. Which is why I’m here. As I’m sure you know, I’m usually...working. I didn’t realize he was having company,” Lucifer smiled, adjusting the sunglasses on his face.
“A moment?” he asked Stell. Without waiting for a reply he turned and walked into the dining room.
“Go ahead and help yourself to anything in the kitchen,” Stell told Stephan, before following Lucifer quickly. He didn’t like to be kept waiting.
“Why is he here. And why doesn’t he know about you yet?” Lucifer asked Mephistell.
“You gave me a week and I’m taking full advantage of your generosity. He’s here because altho I work for you, I do lead a second life here and must keep up with my school work,” Stell replied shortly. Anger building.
“Do. Not. Test. Me. Mephistell,” Lucifer glared at his Demon Lord.
“My apologies. I just did not expect you is all,” Stell bowed his head hoping Stephan wasn’t watching.
“Yes well, you know me, I love surprises,” Lucifer smiled.
“I came to warn you that a problem has arisen. Michael has been snooping about. As far as THEY are concerned, we have no right messing with the ‘innocents’. When are they going to learn that no one is ever innocent,” he added before turning and walking through the kitchen, leaving Stell behind. He heard him give a short goodbye to Stephan before leaving the house. Through a door. Stell was quite surprised and pleased. He did not relish the idea of explaining to Stephan how his ‘dad’ had disappeared without a trace.
Mephistell thought of what Lucifer had said. One of the Arcs, as the other Demon Lords and himself liked to call them, were around? They usually kept away from mortals and demons. Often if the two clashed it meant a whole lot of bad that was hard to explain to mortals. Mephistell remembered how his last clash with Michael caused the Bubonic plague. He warned himself to be more aware.
“Dude, no offense, but your dad is kind of creepy,” Stephan walked into the dining room with a sandwich.
“None taken. We get along though, so I have no complaints,” Stell said still staring at the door Lucifer had just walked out of.
‘I think that was the first time I’ve seen him use a door,’ Stell laughed inside.
“That’s good... so this project,” Stephan set down his backpack and began pulling several papers out.
Wednesday~ 5 days until The Deal expires…
“What was Faust like?” Stephan asked while they laid on Stell’s bed after school.
“What?” Stell asked confused for a moment.
“Your ex,” Stephan said, stroking Stell’s soft shiny black hair while staring up at the ceiling.
“Oh. He was... greedy,” Stell said honestly.
“Really? How so?” Stephan asked curiously. Glad to feel the weight of Stell’s body on his.
“He liked power. He wanted a lot of it. He was already powerful. His family was rich and popular. He had good grades. And was good at everything he tried at. But he always wanted more,” Stell explained.
“What deal did he make?” Stephan asked.
“He made a stupid deal with a... bad person, Stell replied vaguely. “Why the 20 questions?”
“Just wonderin’ if you have a type. I don’t think I’m greedy though, so we must have something else in common,” Stephan smiled.
“Not really. You two couldn’t be more different,” Stell said.
“Good. I don’t wanna be part of a club,” Stephan smiled into his boys hair. Stell chuckled and turned over so he was facing Stephan.
“You should come with me tomorrow night,” Stephan said suddenly. After a moment of silence passed between them.
“Come with you where?” Stell asked. He was sure he would say yes. He needed to spend as much time with Stephan as possible. If he did reject him he wanted good memories.
“I volunteer at a soup kitchen after school on Thursdays,” Stephan said.
“Well aren’t you the saint,” Stell forced a smile and thoughts of Michael coming to mind.
“I guess. I like giving something to people who have nothing. Makes me feel good about myself,” Stephan said.
“Alright. Where is it?” Stell asked, tracing patterns on Stephan’s chest.
“My church. At 4,” Stephan said while twirling a lock of hair in his fingers. Stell froze.
“I didn’t know you were religious.” It had never even occurred to him.
“Yeah I’m a Christian. Are you?” Stephan asked.
“Uh. I’m... complicated.” How do you tell your love that you’re a Satan worshiper and you didn’t really have a choice considering he’s your boss.
“You don’t mind do you?” Stephan’s brow furrowed.
“No of course not. But I just remembered I’m busy tomorrow. I’m sorry,” Stell lied.
“Its OK. We can hang out Friday, yeah?” Stephan suggested, rolling them both over so he laid on top of Stell.
“Sure,” Stell agreed.
He would even go to a church for Stephan. If he could. He knew he couldn’t step on hallowed ground, other than graveyards. The dead were his territory. As whiny as they were, he was in charge of them.
However, if he even thought about stepping on church lands, it would probably send him into a world of pain he had only ever inflicted on his victims. Plus a clergyman or nun would recognize him for what he truly was in no time. Only the Servants of God, the elderly, and occasionally young children could see his true form. Unless he purposely showed it to someone. He dreaded the thought of showing his true self to Stephan.
But all troublesome thoughts disappeared as Stephan kissed a trail from his neck down his chest over his stomach, stopping at his pants. Stell let out a slow groan as Stephan ran his hands under his shirt to find his hard nipples. He tugged and flicked at the nubs gently, groans of pleasure from the Demon’s mouth his reward.
‘I forgot to ask about the tattoos,’ Stephan thought to himself as he pulled off Stell’s shirt to reveal the tattoos. ‘Later,’ he told himself when he saw the lustful look on Stell’s face. He lowered his mouth to the hard peaks on Stell’s chest and sucked and nipped at them gratefully. Stell whimpered and writhed beneath him. Stephan smiled and gave one finally lick to each nipple before pulling away from the sensitive nubs.
After using his tongue to trace a trail to his pants. Stephan began to unbutton and unzip the black jeans that held what he wanted inside. Stell let out a loud groan as the last button on his pants snapped open. The pants were pulled down his legs and finally off entirely.
“This is OK right?” Stephan asked him worried the young man might not want this exactly.
“Yes. Please don’t stop,” Stell begged. Stephan felt the outline of Stells hard cock in his thin cotton briefs. He nuzzled the bulge and began kissing it through the cloth. That drove Stell m
ad as he whimpered and thrusted his hips up. A large wet spot formed on the briefs and soon Stephan grew impatient and pulled them off.
Stells cock sprang forth out of the soft cotton prison. Stephan stared at the column of flesh. It was the first time he had ever seen an uncut penis before. He held Stell’s member in his hand as he jerked it slowly, watching the foreskin push back and forth. Stell moaned and thrusted his hips into Stephan’s hands. Stephan loved the sound of the boy’s whimpers. He needed more of the sounds coming from him
Licking his lips Stephan bent and took Stell’s cock in his mouth. Stell’s eyes snapped open and he would have come off the bed if Stephan had not been holding his hips in place with one arm. Stephan began sucking on the swollen member, enjoying the bursts of juice he got if he flicked one of the hard brown nubs.
Not long after taking it into his mouth, Stell’s cock jerked suddenly and began releasing several ropes of cum into Stephan’s mouth. He had never swallowed before but he wanted to make Stell happy so he began swallowing the Demon’s salty spunk. After his orgasm subsided Stell opened his eyes to look down at Stephan.
“Thank you. Time to repay the favor,” Stell added and pulled Stephan up and laid him down on the bed. He smiled at the look on Stephan’s face.
“You don’t have to do that, Stell,” Stephan said feebly. Not really meaning it. He wanted Stell’s mouth bad.
“But I want to,” Stell stuck out his lip and pouted. “Are you not going to let me have what I want?” Stephan wanted to suck that lip into his mouth and kiss Stell until he couldn’t breath.
“I would give you the world if I could, Love,” Stephan confessed. Stell smiled at the endearment and started unbuttoning Stephan’s pants. He immediately sucked the large cut member into his mouth and worked it as best as he could. He assumed he was doing something right judging from the moans and groans coming from Stephan.
Stephan reached his hand down and began thrusting up into his boy’s mouth.
“Ungh... baby, that’s so good. Don’t stop, please don’t stop,” Stephan begged as he thrusted hard into his boy’s waiting mouth. The tip of his cock reached the back of Stell’s throat and not expecting it Stell gagged and pulled his head back.
“Sorry!” Stephan apologized.
“It’s OK... I just wasn’t expecting it,” Stell said and put his mouth back over Stephan’s dick. He held Stephan’s hips in place while he slowly lowered his mouth. After several tries he managed to swallow the cock all the way to the base.
He was proud of himself for taking all of it and tried to remember the last time he had a sense of pride. He shrugged it off and began working Stephan to climax. Stephan held his head in place while he thrusted in and out of the boys warm, wet, mouth. After a moment his body tensed and Stell felt Stephan’s dick swell in his mouth. Stephan let out a loud cry and began spurting warm cum into Stell’s mouth. Stell enjoyed the taste and wanted more of Stephan’s juice. He softly sucked on the softening cock until Stephan pushed him off.
“Too. Sensitive,” he gasped. Before pulling Stell up to his chest. They shared a tender kiss. Stephan could taste himself on Stells tongue and relished it. Stell stared up at Stephan warmly. And then the same sad look came over his eyes that had happened on Monday night, and again in class on Tuesday morning.
Stephan was worried Stell would get up and tell him they couldn’t see each other again. But instead he just scooted closer to Stephan and nuzzled into where his neck met his shoulder. He smelled the sweat there and made sure to memorize the scent of his man. Stephan wrapped his arm around Stell and began to fall asleep
Stephan drifted off to sleep not long after he had cum and Stell sighed. He wondered what sleep was like. Two things he never got to enjoy. Food and sleep. Well, there were actually three things he never got to enjoy. The third being a lover. But that had changed. He looked up at the face of the sleeping man and wondered how long they had together. If Stephan rejected him, he would do everything he could to protect him from Lucifer. He knew the Devil was probably listening to his thoughts now but he didn’t care.
‘You hear that you bastard? I won’t let you touch him,” Mephistell thought. He knew there was little he would be able to do if it came to that. But he would do his best. He snuggled back into the warmth of Stephan’s neck and just laid there.
Chapter Five
An hour went by and Stell looked at the clock. It was already 7:00. Stephan should be getting home soon. But he hated to wake him. He looked so peaceful when he slept. Stell began to kiss his throat and ear. Nuzzling him with his neck, trying to wake him up gently.
“Meh,” Stephan muttered groggily.
“Wake up, love,” Stell whispered into his ear. “Its 7:00, your parents will worry.” He nuzzled his neck more.
“Fuck ‘em,” Stephan groaned and hugged Stell closer.
“You don’t mean that. Come on wake up and I’ll walk home with you,” Stell bargained. Stephan stretched and looked at the young man.
“Do I get a good morning kiss?” Stephan asked with a smile.
“Its not morning,” Stell reasoned, giving a smug smile.
“Do I get a good 7pm kiss?” Stephan asked.
“Yes,” Stell said and planted a kiss on Stephan’s lips.
“Yay!” Stephan said and sat up. They both sat up and put their clothes back on, trying to find them in the darkness in the room. Stell accidentally pulled on Stephan’s shirt and slipped it off handing it to him. Finding his shirt on the desk chair, he pulled it on. Followed by his jeans.
“Hey I meant to ask you. What are the tattoos?” Stephan asked nodding his head towards Stell’s arms.
He had almost forgot about them. There’s usually no one to ever notice. There were inscriptions on his arms, around his shoulders, and then down his spine. They were written in Arabic. They told of Mephistell loyalty to Lucifer and described his powers over dark magics and the dead.
“They’re, uh, Arabic. I got them a few years ago,” Stell lied about the second part.
“What do they say?” Stephan asked.
“It’s a long story. You will find out soon enough,” Stell said.
“One of the secrets you can’t tell me?” Stephan asked. Stell stayed silent but nodded. Stephan looked thoughtful for a moment before nodding and finished tying his shoe. He stood up from the bed and headed for the door. Stell followed close behind him.
They began walking down the street towards Stephan’s house. And Stell wondered for the 80th time that day what would happen to Stephan if The Deal didn’t go the way Stell hoped. He was so nice. Innocent. He didn’t deserve anything Lucifer would dish out. For once in his long life Mephistell prayed to God.
‘Please. I know I’m probably not your favorite person. But Stephan is a good person. Please don’t let Lucifer have him,’ he swallowed and stopped at the door to Stephan’s house.
“Thank you for tonight. I’ll see you at school tomorrow?” he asked Stephan.
“Of course. I’ll talk to you then.” Stephan gave him a peck on the lips, nd then another, and another.
Stell started walking away when Stephan said quietly, “I love you.”
Mephistell paused. Maybe he had heard wrong.
“You don’t have to answer now. But I know how I feel. And I love you,” Stephan said before turning and going inside.
Stell began walking again thinking about what that meant.
‘Does this mean that he won’t reject me? At least this improves our odds,’ Stell thought to himself as he walked up his driveway.
‘I don’t appreciate being called a bastard by my own servants, Mephistell.”
“Jesus Christ!” Stell jumped. “Do you ever you know, knock? Or something? A puff of smoke even would be better than just being there all of a sudden. Holy Hell,” Stell held his hand to his racing heart.
“Do not use that name around me Mephistell!” Lucifer shouted. Stell winced as he realized what he said and how he reacted. He was spending way too muc
h time with mortals.
“Yes, you are. I should cancel The Deal now but its very amusing to see you two together,” Satan laughed. He wore no glasses this time and his deathly black eyes focused on Mephistell.
“I knew you would hear me think that. How long did you watch for?” Stell asked. Still awkwardly standing in the doorway. As long as Lucifer was here he felt this was his house. As long as you were in the presence of him, you acted as though wherever you are its his house.
“Up until about 40 seconds ago,” Lucifer said with a smirk. Stell gasped.
“You watched us...” Stell trailed off and began blushing.
“Yes, I’ve got to say that boy is beautiful when he cums. I wouldn’t mind having him for myself,” Lucifer said. Stell felt himself getting angry. He couldn’t talk about his man like that.
‘But he can,’ he reminded himself. ‘He can do whatever he likes.’
“Yes, I can,” Satan agreed. Stell sighed. That was getting really annoying.
“When will you tell him,” The Devil asked picking at an invisible piece of lint on his suit.
“I don’t know, otherwise you would know... since you refuse to stay out of my head,” Mephistell muttered.
“Don’t get snippy, Mephistell. Your over, what is it, oh I don’t know... you where several thousand years old during the bubonic plague, how am I supposed to keep track. I just want to know when I get your boy’s pretty little soul to add to my collection. I bet he’s a screamer.” Mephistell let out a low growl. His eyes turned bright red, his skin paled to a dark gray, his lips began to form into a row of very large, black fangs.
“Now, now. You don’t want to be starting that Stelly, you know I always win a fight,” Lucifer growled. Mephistell got his anger under control and quickly reverted to his weaker human form.
One of the few things Stell and Lucifer had in common. Both were shape shifters. And though they had natural forms, they often took the form of a human to fool people into selling their souls.