==Chapter 12==
From one second to the next their dicks no longer touched metal. The thongs tightly hugged the shape of their packages.
Pete pulled down his pink thong and confirmed the cages gone. They high fived and cheered.
"Wow, we look obscene," Tai said. "These speedos aren't much better than being nude."
All three dicks grew into semi erections in no time, stretching the fabric away from the body, exposing the roots of their upward masts.
Kellan looked down on his dick, barely covered by the bright green fabric, and drool fell on his crotch. "Oops. It's nearly see through. Do I even bother taking it off to piss? ...Nah."
As if on command, the three himbos relieved their piss pain with streams slightly dampened by their thongs. They marched in file – Tai, Pete, Kellan – and pissed with their erections aimed to the side, pissing on car tires in a wide arch.
Long before the flood ceased, Tai's thong was soaked all the way around, clinging to his skin even tighter, now slightly translucent.
"We're almost there," Pete said, tapping the last drops off his clothed hard-on. "Just around the bend and one more block to... ugh!"
The short Chinese muscle punk stumbled and pressed his hands over his mouth. "Th-the Oni," he said, muffled. "It's entering me."
The boy in the pink thong breathed heavily, staring at his confused friends.
"What do we do?" Tai asked.
"Plug it," Pete said through his hands and looked around with panic.
"How?" Tai asked a second before Pete bent over and pulled Tai's dick from the piss-soaked thong.
The formerly-straight hunk was way too horny to resist as Pete's drooling mouth engulfed his rock hard tool.
Kellan had the presence of mind to shove them both along. "Not here. Are you crazy?"
There was no obvious hiding place nearby but some multistory houses had back gardens so the three hopped over the nearest fence and rushed to the back.
If a resident had looked into their backyard they'd have seen a lean punk in a green thong with huge legs and a bubble butt pushing two Asian hunks into the grass – the taller, more muscular one getting deep throated by the shortest.
Tai stood still while Pete knelt down and plugged his own mouth with a slow, slobbering blowjob. His drool pooled in the orange thong hanging between Tai's monster legs.
It was incredibly hot, especially with the danger of getting caught trespass-fucking. But in the back of his mind he wondered if Pete had just made up an excuse to suck his dick. Not that Tai was going to call him out on that ridiculous `only your peen in my mouth can save me from the demon' bullshit.
Pete pulled away. "Oh, I think it's gone. I guess we should... Oh fuck, he's trying a different hole."
Tai chuckled as the short guy stepped out of his pink thong and started opening his ass with drool slick fingers.
Yeah, that supreme fag just wanted a reason to fuck. Fine by Tai. As long as he got to stay a pure top he wasn't complaining.
He stepped out of his own orange thong as Pet turned around and bent over, exposing the pulsing hole between smooth, perversely big, bouncy globes.
Tai's dick was glistening from Pete's drool, as was Pete's backside entrance.
There was resistance as Tai slipped in, but nothing he couldn't easily push past.
Both guys moaned and drooled.
Kellan meanwhile had gotten rid of his own thong and stepped in front of Pete. Without a word, he grabbed the shortest hunk's mohawk and lined up his dick with Pete's lips.
They spit roasted their friend, fucking faster and faster, going in and out at the same time.
The two tops held onto Pete with both hands, while the bottom arched to give them a beautifully shaped back to look at and drool onto.
"Almost there," Tai said, breathless.
"I gotta piss," Kellan said, equally panting.
"Me too. Do we stop or..."
"Fuck no."
Pete's mouth overflowed as Kellan filled him up with hose-strength, sending bouts of the bitter flood back at Kellan.
Tai pissed into the bottom's ass, unsure if he was already cumming or having a particularly strong piss-gasm. Within seconds, his own stream shot past his dick from Pete's ass, running down Tai's bulging legs.
Pete himself was pissing a hard stream onto the grass, turning the ground muddy. Their sneakers were already so dirty it hardly mattered.
Now fucking a piss slick hole, Tai finally cummed, feeling another good rush of piss enter Pete's guts as Tai flexed every muscle in his body with orgasmic bliss.
All three groaned – one of them gagged.
The two tops pulled out at the same time.
Pete held still in the bend over position, piss streaming from his ass like a water feature while he drooled mouthfuls.
Tai slapped the smaller one's bouncy glutes. "Let's go."
Kellan stepped onto concrete and slipped out of his sneakers before putting on the thong to keep from staining it with mud. The others imitated him.
The tall, blond himbo punk stretched his arms and abs. "Man, I could get used to that."
Back on the street, Pete cleared his throat. "As I was saying, we're practically there. Let's hurry up."
A bunch of pedestrians stepped aside to let them through, expressions confused and shocked. It gave Tai an unknown feeling of power.
They had been jogging for mere seconds when...
It felt like cold air spilling into Tai's mouth, but harder, sharper. A rush of horror as the invasive force started lining his esophagus. A flicker of darkness in his vision.
"The Oni!" Tai said. "It's intruding." He pressed both hands over his mouth but the cold force seeped through his fingers. Pete hadn't lied. It was real.
Kellan pulled the buffest himbo along. They climbed over a gate. No convenient back garden to shield them from the street.
They stood on cobbled ground with only a chest high hedge giving partial cover. Anyone on the street who took a close look could see them. And anyone in the four story apartment block needed only to gaze out the window.
"My turn," Pete said happily and lost sneakers and thong.
Fuck. Tai had to suck dick. Despite being very much into guys now something in him still recoiled at the idea. Since he had been straight until today he had to be a strict top, right?
Well, the demonic energy made the decision for him. Heat rose in his core, threatening to reinstate the permanent sweat he had suffered all day.
Tai opened up and wrapped his drool-slick lips over Pete's dick head.
Giving a blowjob was hard work. Tai was gagging before getting half of Pete's mediocre five incher down. His eyes teared up. This dick felt way, way bigger in his mouth than it looked.
To make it easier, Tai jerked off his semi hard on, quickly turning fully erect. Sucking dick wasn't his favorite past time, but as he masturbated, he felt more and more at home.
He slobbered his tongue over every spot he knew would make Pete feel good. Considering Tai knew his own dick well it was no surprise he found it quite natural once he got going.
Okay. Actually, he liked sucking dick. As weird a thought as that was.
Then something cold fucked him in the ass. Oh no, the demonic force was invading through the backdoor. No no no, he wasn't ready to lose his anal virginity. Top only, even as a passionate cocksucker.
Looking up through gagging-tears, Tai met eyes with Pete who understood instantly.
"But kneel down," Pete said. "Passerby's will see us if I keep standing."
Tai let Pete's dick plop from his mouth, stripped fully and went on all fours on the plastered ground, jerking off wildly.
Pete fingered him open.
It blocked the demonic intrusion but came with its own feeling of violation.
Tai had his head down, so he only noticed Kellan when the blond hunk's dick was already pressed to his face.
Tai wanted to tell the fellow ex-straight to fuck off but the sensation of getting his ass opened was too strange to let him think coherently.
Then Kellan reached underneath Tai and played with Tai's ringed nipples. The bottom got sexual jolts like never before and leaned into Kellan's fingers, arching his back.
Tai moaned softly, drool running down his chin. Kellan's dick slipped in without oral resistance.
Pete's anal invasion followed.
Tai grunted, wide eyed and frantically masturbating. He could have sworn Pete's dick had been replaced by a much larger one but once Pete was past the sphincter and slid in all the way, a shiver went up Tai's spine that made him forget every straight thought he'd ever had.
Tai whimpered like a wounded animal – in between gagging – and held perfectly still except for the small, lightning-fast rubbing motions of the hand on his dick head.
Forget topping, Tai had found his purpose in life. How could he have been so blind? From the beginning his ass had begged to be fucked.
Then the gagging turned into a desperate struggle for air as Kellan unloaded impossible amounts of bitter liquid right into Tai's throat.
At the same time, Tai gave in to the piss pain and drenched his magnificent thighs, hosing the cobble stone between his legs.
The pressure in his ass grew unbearable and he felt a flood shooting past Pete's dick, drenching the shortest himbo in his own piss, straight back from the ass he was filling.
The buffest himbo orgasmed, somewhere between piss spurts.
Breathing easier now, Tai slipped off Kellan's dick and stretched his upper body.
Pete kept fucking but reached around and hugged Tai from behind, his breath hot in Tai's neck.
Kellan knelt down and continued to play with Tai's nipples as he leaned in. Their lips met, snakebites brushing against each other, and strings of drool dripped down as they slowly tongued each other.
Pete squirted anther load of piss into Tai's still flooded guts, presumably cumming.
After holding still for a few seconds, Pete sighed deeply and the group fell apart.
"Okay," Kellan said. "Let's move. I'll be next and I'm not taking it up the ass. Pete, get the fuck up."
They got dressed fast, getting their thongs full of crusted mud, and climbed the gate.
The trio raced along the mildly busy sidewalk, barely covered semi hard-ons flopping in the sun.
"Oh fuck," Kellan shouted. "It's happening. How much farther?"
"We're here," Pete said, grinning and hopped around the corner of his house. "I don't have keys but we can go in through the garage."
Pete entered a number into the pad and breathed with relief as the gate rose.
They slipped in and called the elevator down. Kellan had both hands pressed over his mouth, lips tightly sealed.
In the elevator, Tai got to see his mirror image clearly. He was fucked up beyond recognition but in a super-hot way that made him want to go out and show the world what a powerful punky douche-y asshole he could be. He flexed at his reflection.
Once ascended, the himbos found a package waiting on Pete's doormat.
Kellan was sweating all over, his magic immune system fighting off the cool intrusive force. He tore the package open with bare hands, trembling as he crouched on the floor. Sweat drops ran down his striated limbs.
Three pairs of dildo gags and anal plugs fell out.
Kellan threw a plug at Tai. "Spit lube that."
Then he grabbed Pete by the mohawk, bent over and pushed the boy's face between his glistening glutes. "Spit lube this."
Tai slobbered all over the dildo and handed it to Kellan. The blond himbo pushed the eagerly rimming Pete aside and slid the dildo into his ass with a grimace.
Tai had the presence of mind to take a gag at the same time and help Kellan put it on.
"Are you okay?"
Kellan, obscenely sweating and gagging on all fours, gave a thumbs up. His holes were secured.
"How do we get into your place?" Tai asked Pete.
"There are spare keys in a box with a code lock in the basement," Pete said. "I'll just go and... Actually, I'll hop outside for a piss on my way there."
"I'll join in," Tai said, feeling the piss pain rise.
"Hnmhh hnmh," Kellan gag-mumbled and fought himself to a stand. He followed them.
...
They had been sitting in Pete's apartment naked, gagged and plugged for two hours. Neither of them were supernaturally pissing anymore.
It was really over.
Tai sat on the sofa, watching a movie as he cuddled with Pete. Kellan was on the computer, still in shock that the chats with Thane were gone and they had no way of contacting any of their `helpers'. He wasn't having much luck researching them.
Tai risked taking out the gag. He massaged his cheeks.
"So, what do we do now? There's no way I can get my rent together."
Pete nodded and took his gag out, too. "Do you think at least one of us can get an extension? We'd all have to move into the place of whoever does."
Tai rubbed his ringed nose. "Maybe but... Pretty sure I can't go back to work like this so I don't know where new money's supposed to come from."
"And there's no way I can go back to waiting tables with this neck tattoo either."
Kellan pulled the gag from his mouth and cried out at the computer. "This fucker! He said everything important would be blurred out. Fuck!"
The others rushed to the computer to see.
Their videos from the mall had leaked. Everything from how they got `equipped' in the parking lot to their pissing runs through the building.
The attorney was blurred out as was his number plate. The trio's faces were perfectly visible. They were totally exposed.
Clearly the attorney had not considered that `important'.
But it didn't end there. People had taken pictures of them as they had walked to Pete's place.
They were today's obsession in the gay porn community. They were plastered everywhere.
Finally, somebody had filmed Tai getting railed by his buddies behind the hedge just a few houses down the road. Somebody in that apartment block had been watching.
He was on the web, getting spit roasted. A video of his first time bottoming was his introduction to the gay community.
"This is..." Pete started. "This is the answer. This is how we make money."
"What?!" Tai shouted.
"We're famous," Pete said, eyes glowing. "If we capitalize on this right now we can make rent. We post some pics to prove it's us, and gays everywhere will be begging to pay us for more. We can make a simple video every day. Flexing, training, jerking off, fucking..."
Kellan grunted amused. "What? Just say `Hi it's us, the muscle punk himbo piss fucker jock douches' and random gay guys are going to pay our rent?"
Pete chuckled. "Maybe shorten that a bit. But yes, we'll keep at least one roof over all our heads."
Kellan sighed deeply. "Fine. I don't see another way out. But to be clear. I will never, ever bottom. My hole is off limits and my dick is going into either of yours whenever I want."
Tai and Pete looked at each other.
"I guess that's workable. Now, if you'll..."
...
...Tai felt transported into darkness, pulled with the force of desperation, like a final, defiant swing from a defeated fighter.
He could have sworn some inhuman voice was speaking from right between his ears.
"FUCK YOU"
...
...something had broken. Some connection that had tethered him to the demon king.
Tai was free from the Oni. He just knew it. Pete's apartment suddenly felt brighter.
Then he felt the light tug on his crotch.
He was back in the nub-cage. The one that was supposed to stay in place for months through weird penis magic. And they couldn't contact the attorney anymore.
Pete was looking down on his own caged dick. "Forget the sex videos, I guess."
Tai back-hugged the shorter himbo. "Who's going to rail my hole now?"
Pete grinned back at him. "I bet you'd get paid for that, too, if you put your ass on the market."
Kellan crossed his arms. "Forget that. No amount of horny can make we want it up the ass."
...
By the end of the hour Pete had set himself up as the photographer, camera man, editor and social media manager for `The Himbo Holes'.
They had all agreed to at least check out the response. Maybe this was the way out of their money troubles.
Unfortunately they ran into a technical issue.
Pete spoke with his head in his palms. "It's Thane's charm. I can't post any of our pics. When I try to put them online the files corrupt."
Tai stood behind the smaller himbo, nude except for socks and briefs he had borrowed. "We can't wait till next month. We need money now. Can we experiment how much of ourselves we can show before the effect happens?"
"I guess."
Kellan was still nude, sitting on the sofa, subconsciously rubbing his nub. "We'll keep trying but... there are so many comments of guys who want sex with us. If word gets out where we live... Do you think they'll pay for that too?"
"You'll suck dick for money?" Tai asked.
"No way. But you two can."
"Seriously?"
Pete raised his hand, sensing an argument about to ensue. "Hey wait. It's not going to be a quick and easy fortune like I hoped, but we just need to find out what kind of pic doesn't count as `exposing' and we'll be golden. We can probably make it through a month like this, right?"
Tai looked down on himself. His dick remained tiny in its nub, but he was horny enough he'd ride any dick offered.
"Actually, what Kellan said isn't a bad idea..."
This was supposed to be the end, but my beta reader clamored for an epilogue about the trio adjusting to life after getting fucked over by the demon.
And I've got to admit it feels a little incomplete. Not what I normally do but here we go, one (fluffy-ish) epilogue coming up.