Page 3 of The Anubis's Massage
"I'm a mechanic," I said, then immediately felt stupid for the response.
"That explains the calluses." Before I could react, he reached out and took my hand, running his thumb over my palm. The simple touch sent electricity shooting up my arm. "I like a man who works with his hands."
I should have pulled away. Should have made some excuse and gotten the hell out of there. But instead, I found myself stepping closer, drawn in by his confidence and the way he was looking at me like I was exactly what he'd been hoping to find.
"You want to get a better look?" Marcus nodded toward the minotaur, who was now gripping the human's head with both massive hands, guiding him up and down his shaft. "Or maybe you want to do more than look?"
My mouth went dry. "I don't... I mean, I've never..."
"Everyone's got a first time." His hand was still holding mine, warm and reassuring. "What do you say we start slow? Just you and me?"
“I…” I paused, taking a deep breath. “I’m not sure if…”
“Tell you what,” Marcus said, smiling. “There’s some private rooms upstairs. Each of them has a glory hole. Why don’t you go up and… experiment without anybody watching. Maybe if I get lucky, I’ll find your cock up there.”
With a grin and a wave, Marcus headed through the door into the rest of the bathhouse. I was left standing there hard, leaking pre-cum, and breathless from the idea. I’d heard of glory holes before, but I hadn’t realized they were private rooms. Marcus’s suggestion was perfect. There I could get a look at a cock up close and see what I wanted to do. Hell, maybe I’d just let someone suck me off and call it a night.
However, as I stepped through the door into the bathhouse, I realized it wasn’t the kind of place that you go to pump and dump and just leave. It was far more than that. The moment the scent of steaming water and sex hit me, I knew I was going to spend most of the night there. I had no other choice. Not anymore.
I wandered for a few minutes in search of the stairs. In the process I walked through one of the large roman-style baths with groups clinging to the edges, all of them in various states of fucking. Then I walked past the private pools, a few saunas, and what looked to be a massage parlor. Finally I found the stairs and took them two at a time in my excitement. Upstairs there were sex swings, bondage rooms, and finally the private rooms Marcus had told me about. I chose one down at the far end that was open and slipped inside, locking the door behind me. It was dark inside, only a single dim red light illuminating it from the ceiling. The walls were shiny and there was a drain in the center of the floor. I imagined it was for cleaning. The place must’ve gotten sprayed down every morning after it was coated in cum from top to bottom.
And there, in the center of the righthand wall, was a hole. I stared at it, my cock twitching against my towel. Pulling it off, I dropped it to the floor and crouched to look at the hole. It was cleanly cut and sanded smooth, clearly meant for sticking your dick through. However, when I glanced through, I didn’t see theother room. Instead I saw an open mouth full of inhuman teeth and a dark tongue.
“Wanna fuck my mouth?” a voice said, the accent definitely foreign, though I couldn’t place where it was from. “Let me see that cock.”
I stared for a moment, unsure of what kind of creature this was. I didn’t really care, I was mostly curious. But it wasn’t until I caught a glimpse of a dark horn and a glowing red eye that I realized the man on the other side was actually a demon, possibly an incubus.
“You shy, baby?” he asked, a playful grin on his face. “Let daddy take care of you.”
I wasn’t used to being talked to like that, but honestly, it turned me on. My cock was twitching hard as I stood up, pre-cum still leaking from my tip. Taking a step forward, I clenched my eyes shut and pushed my cock through the hole, knowing there was no going back. After tonight, I’d never be the same.
“So thick…” the man whispered. “And leaking…”
But that was the last thing he said, or at least the last thing I heard. The next moment my cock was enveloped in the most wonderful wet heat I’d ever felt in my life.
"Fuck," I gasped, my knees nearly buckling as the demon's mouth worked magic on my cock.
His tongue was unlike anything I'd ever felt before—longer, more flexible, wrapping around my shaft in ways that defied human anatomy. The sensation of those sharp teeth carefully grazing my skin sent shivers of danger and pleasure racing up my spine. My hips moved of their own accord, thrusting gently at first, then with increasing urgency.
I braced my hands against the wall, my forehead pressed to the cool surface as I surrendered to the sensation. The red light cast everything in a crimson glow, making it feel like I wasfucking my way straight into hell itself. And honestly? I was fine with that.
"Holy shit," I breathed, feeling my balls tighten already. It had been too long since anyone had touched me like this, and the taboo of it all, a demon, a fucking demon, was pushing me toward the edge faster than I'd expected.
The mouth on the other side hummed in approval, the vibrations traveling through my cock and up into my core. Then I felt something new, a long, forked tongue slithering between my legs from underneath, teasing my balls before pressing further back.
I jerked in surprise but didn't pull away. The tip of that devilish tongue circled my asshole, sending electric jolts of pleasure to parts of me I'd never considered erogenous before. My breath came in short, desperate pants.
"I'm gonna—fuck, I'm gonna—" I couldn't even finish the sentence before my orgasm hit me like a freight train.
I came harder than I ever had in my life, pumping load after load through the glory hole, my entire body shuddering with the force of it. The demon didn't miss a drop, sucking and swallowing with satisfied groans that made my spent cock twitch helplessly.
When he finally released me, I stumbled backward, collapsing onto the small bench behind me. My legs felt like jelly, my mind completely blank except for the aftershocks of pleasure still rippling through me.
"Delicious," the voice purred from the other side. "You taste... untapped. Fresh. Like you've been denying yourself for a very long time."
I didn't know what to say to that. He wasn't wrong.
"Got another round in you?" the demon asked, his glowing red eye visible through the hole again. Then it was gone,replaced by a pink, cum-covered hole. I’d never seen anything so hot. “I need to add another load to my collection.”
