Like Liz’s when I’d met her at the concert.I splashed water on my face in an attempt to scrub the blood off. The water in the sink was almost as r...d as the blood that covered my hand.I scrubbed my knuckles and face until I almost looked normal. I slicked my hair back, sucked in a deep breath, and exited the bathroom.“Shirts are over there.” The woman pointed.I walked over to a small rack of shirts and grabbed the first semi normal thing that I could find. I picked up a bottle of water and. I was the only bottom--several were vers and several others tops, and the host (my FB), Terry, had told the others he wanted them to take turns using me, but he had first-call.The guy whose apartment we were in was a regular FB of mine, and I trusted him to ensure the players in anything beyond one-to-one were guys he knew and could trust. I loved having sex with Terry--we had a dad/son, S&M kind of relationship.I was always so hot for him that he could really get me to do almost anything he. The body of the demon materialised beside her bed, seeming to take physical form. But there was nothing monstrous or grotesque about the demon’s body. If anything it was beautiful. The perfect image of an attractive naked young man in the prime of his life, fully of energy and virility.The demon Leere looked down at his newly formed body. He admired and caressed the athletic form of his sculptured masculine figure, inspired from the statues of Greek Mythology from centuries before. His hand. Pete stroked it and put Ricks hand on it. As Rick felt the silky hardness, he knew he wanted cock and that he was made to serve older men. Without thinking he bent and kissed the tip of Pete’s cock tasting the bud pf precum. Pete moaned and Rick opened his mouth and started to take the cock in. It was struggle and he managed half. Pete told him not to worry he wold take it all one day. Pete told him to stroke him and instructed him on how to use his mouth. Before long Rick was working the cock.