The Visitor Saga

1:17 am

I swear, a moment ago that clock read 11 pm.

I closed my eyes, burrowed my face into the pillow and let out a muffled scream.

This meeting can secure the financial future of our company for at least a decade, and it's happening in

*check the clock again*  1:20 am

Seven hours and ten minutes.

Still need to shower and shave.

Six hours and forty minutes.

Have breakfast and coffee.

Six hours and twenty minutes.

Double check my papers and load the Lunar Temple model into the trunk.

Six hours.

Get gas.

Five hours and forty five minutes.

Drive out to the clients homestead.

Four hours and forty five minutes.

Meet with Olga on location, and review the notes.

Four hours and thirty minutes.

*check the clock* 1:30 am

Four hours and twenty minutes.

I hate this so much, and the worst part of it all is how unbearably horny I am right now.

All of my hookups are probably deep asleep by now, and I would do anything for a dick right now.

I rolled over unto my back and pulled the sheets over my head, as the smooth fabric brushed against my hard cock I released an involuntary moan.

"Shawn..." my name, whispered.

I whipped off the sheets and turned on my lamp.

"Hello?" I asked the empty room, "is anybody there?"

Unsuprisingly, no answer.

I've been known to have hypnagogic hallucinations before, especially when dealing with insomnia and stress. Choosing to disregard this incident as a trick of the mind, I turned off the lamp and desperately tried to go to sleep again.

"It's been a while Shawn..." another whisper, so close that it gave me goosebumps.

That voice, I remember that voice... I must've been 18 or 19. Even back then I struggled with sleep. I remember getting the same reoccurring dream, or was it a hallucinations?

I smiled as memories flooded in. "My Visitor" I used to call him.I gently slid my hand down my torso, just as he used to, and slowly began stroking my throbbing erection.

He would appear on nights like these, where my sleep eluded me. He would use me, drain me of every drop, and then he would simply vanish, leaving me exhausted and ready to sleep.

I reluctantly opened my eyes, to focus on the alarm clock.

10:15pm

"What the...?" My question faded unfinished.

"Did you miss me Shawn?"  His voice was deep and smokey, and yes, I missed him very much.

"Am I dreaming?" I asked nobody in particular.

"No, dear Shawn" his voice coming from the corner of my room "I missed you, and wanted to pay you a visit"

Still stroking myself, I arched my back while pinching one of my nipples, enjoying the waves of pleasure that washed over me.

Feeling my self getting close, I kicked off my sheets and started stroking faster, I felt the precum make the tip of my cock wet.

"Let's not let that go to waste" I felt his presence next to me, it felt so real... he felt so real.

My mattress creaked as if My Visitor was actually climbing on it, I felt him kiss my thighs, nudging my legs appart. His hands slowly made their way higher up. One gently cupping my balls, "stop stroking" he commands me, "I'll take care of it".

I stopped and let go.

"This feels so real, I'm scared to open my eyes"

"Does this feel real Shawn?" He asked me as he planted his elbow between my thighs and grabbed the base of my cock with his other hand. "What do you think Shawn, am I real enough to you?"

His voice was silky smooth, just like his tongue.

I opened my eyes and looked down just in time to see My Visitor deep throat the entirety of my hardon.

"You're going to make me cum" I said under my breath.

Lifting his head up, he tightened the grip around my cock.

"You cum, when I tell you to cum" he said in an authoritative, yet playful tone. That slone almost pushed me over the edge.

"Yes, My Visitor" I said, wanting nothing else then to please this man.

"Asmodeus" he changed his grip so that when he squeezed his hand, his long nails dug into my shaft.

"Pardon?"

I looked at him, at his fit and elegant body, at his dark leathery wings that sat folded neatly against his back. I couldn't resist caressing his built shohlders, his soft charcoal skin that felt unnaturally warm to my touch, and his eyes, those beautiful pale eyes like oceans of quicksilver, those eyes that peered into my soul.

He smiled, and leaned down to lick up more of my precum.

"Asmodeus" he put the head of my cock against his luscious lips, and gave it a playful kiss, "call me Asmodeus"

As soon as he told me his name, he deepthroated me again, while moving his left arm over to my chest, and dragging his nails all the way down. The sensation would've pushed me over the edge if it wasn't for the amount of power I felt from learning his name. I felt that it was significant somehow, but not as significant as him licking the length of my shaft and sucking on the tip, just to deep throat all of it a moment later.

"Yes" I paused, lost in the moment "Asmodeus"

As his name left my lips, so did my cock his mouth. He got up on his knees and stretched, spreading his arms and wings open.

I rolled over eagerly going on all fours, pushing mysel against his erection. His huge warm hands spread me apart,  squeezing my cheecks hard. I felt a jolt of pleasure go through me as he started to work his spit covered tip on me, probing me ever so gently.

"You're eager, but I don't want to hurt you my dearest" Asmodeus said, leaning down to bury his bearded face between my ass cheaks. I couldn't suppress my moans as he worked his tongue around my pucker, and when he pushed it inside of me I arched my back and gripped my bedsheets.

It took everything I had in me not to cum. I couldn't risk it though, he told me that he will allow me to cum when he's ready, and I didn't want to disobey hi

"My Asmodeus" I whispered without fully realizing it.

He looked up at me with a puzzled expression on his face.

"I'm ready" I winked at him.

His gentle but very lustful smile put me at ease and excited me beyond all reason.

I felt his tip push against my entrance. I took a breath and relaxed, I could feel the head of his cock slide into me.

"Mmmm, I missed this so much" I said while working my self down, to take in the rest of him.

He used my hole in this position for what seemed like an eternity filled with bliss. First gently, then as i begged him for it, he got more aggressive. He was paying attention to how my body was reacting to him. His strong hands on my hips guided me, back and forth. I could feel every inch of him sliding in and out of me. He would almost bring me to a breaking point, but stopping just before I would blow my load.

"Lay down on your back" he commanded me, and I was more then happy to obey.

He grabbed my legs, pulled me closer, and with a pleasure filled moan, plunged into my tight asshole one more time. I held my legs open for him as he pumped into me over and over while stroking my cock with one of his hands.

"I know you're close" he gave me a very charming smile, "you can finish"

As soon as he said that, I felt my self explode all over my torso, I could feel his cock pulsate in me as he also orgazmed.

We both stayed there, for a moment, trying to catch our breath, finally I manged to lower my legs, as he pulled out of me.

"Oh Shawn..." he purred "look at the mess you've made" he smiled while running his fingers through the cum puddles and licking them playfully.

"No worries" he whispered "I'll clean that up for you" he grinned and leaned over me. I felt his lips kissing my neck, my chest, he playfully flicked my nipples with his tongue. As he moved down my torso he licked up every puddle of cum on my body.

I don't know what came over me, but by the time he was finished I was half asleep, and I only somewhat heard him wish me luck on my meeting tomorrow.