A Deal With The Devil

Chapter One

"Grant?" Jayson called out shyly. The demon had requested for him to come to his home. This wasn't abnormal, but something felt different this time.

"Come in Jay," Grant's gruff voice came from his room, all the way up the stairs. Without another moment's hesitation, Jayson entered the house, making his way up the stairs to see his friend.

As soon as Jayson stepped into Grant's room, a smile appeared on his sweet face, yet he maintained that curious innocence, it was cute, really. But something was off. Instead of being sprawled out on his bed, the demon stood, his hungry eyes tracking the angel's every move. On his bed, there was some pastel colored rope and a bottle of... lube? How odd. Maybe it was for another project, it wouldn't be the first time. "Hey Grant," Jayson chirped, dark eyes wide and smiling.

"Hey angel," the demon purred, taking a large step towards the smaller boy, making him press his back against the wall. This was a rather... interesting position. "Why are you blushing?" He asked with a smirk. Was he really? Why yes he was, Jayson was blushing. Maybe it could have been due to the thoughts Jayson had around him. He had expressed them before, but the demon merely brushed it off. Now his face was growing warm, and his eyes fell on the floor. "Look at me," he whispered, tilting his chin up. "I wanna have some fun with you."

"F-fun?" Jayson sputtered nervously, he never knew what to expect from the older boy.

"Yeah," a finger ever so slowly traced down his blushing cheek. "I've been practicing some knots, if you wanna let me try them on you," Grant drawled, stepping back from the sweet angel. He knew that he barely needed to ask, the dark haired boy would do anything to please him. 

"Yes! Please," it almost shocked Grant with the way Jayson spoke, but he managed to keep his cool. Truthfully, Jayson had pictured this a thousand times, but always in a more... sexual manner. But he wasn't picky, he knew this was the best he was gonna get.

"Alright, strip."

"What?" This shocked the angel, did Grant really ask him to strip? No! He misheard him, obviously.

"Do you want to fuck or not?" His voice was stern, not quite annoyed though.

"You wanna- With me? I mean- yes!" He squeaked, he wasn't sure what to do. Well he was, but he needed some room. "Can you please move? So I can get undressed," once again, his eyes fell on the floor, but his chin was tilted up almost immediately. 

"Of course," the demon moved backwards, allowing the much smaller angel to have some room. 

Jayson moved slowly, dragging his shirt over his head to reveal his torso, then moving on to undo his pants. All of this was done with his eyes averted, he was too shy to look Grant in the eyes, especially when doing this. 

Still, he only stopped when he was left in his underwear, his slight bulge becoming more and more obvious every second he stood in sight of the demon. Only when he looked up did he notice how intently he was being watched.

Grant's eyes were hungry, darker than their usual light blue. They caressed every curve of Jayson, looking at him like he was some sort of meal. His lower lip became trapped between his teeth when he finally met the boy's eyes, a grin on his pink lips. "Come here," he commanded, sitting back on his bed and pulling his shirt over his head to reveal his toned abs. 

Jayson was quick to do as he was told, standing in front of the blonde.

"Turn around and put your hands behind your back." The angel did so, waiting nervously to feel the rope grace his skin. 

And it did, winding around his wrists and forearms while the boy behind him worked. Soon the rope was nipping at his skin, being pulled tight so that his arms would stay tightly bound together. "That feel good baby?" Grant's tone was gentle, almost loving, even. "Or is it too tight?"

"It- it's perfect," Jayson whispered, turning his head to look over his shoulder at the older boy. "N-now what?"

"Now for the fun. You sure you want this?" He asked as his long fingers grasped the waistband of Jay's underwear. 

"Yes, please yes." With that, Jayson's boy shorts were tugged down to his thighs, revealing his ass to the world, allowing Grant a moment to take it in. It was cold, and Jayson was very nervous, he knew it would hurt. All he could hope was that Grant would be nice to him. 

"This is gonna hurt a little," suddenly a cold, lube coated finger was prodding at his entrance, looking for a way in. "Relax for me," he encouraged, letting Jayson calm down. Ever so slowly, the finger slipped into Jay, making him groan softly. It hurt like hell, but the cool lube both helped and made things much cooler. Grant began to pump his finger in and out of his entrance, earning quiet groans as Jayson got used to the feeling. "That feel good?" Yes, yes it did. Now that he was used to it, it felt amazing. But it wasn't over, soon a second finger was pushing into him, repeating the process all over again. 

They repeated this process until Jayson could easily take three fingers. But Grant didn't immediately pull out, instead pushing deeper and pressing against- oh my, against Jayson's prostate. The younger boy moaned rather loud, it just felt that good. "Hush baby, we gotta keep this between us." Jayson nodded, squeezing his eyes shut as Grant stroked his prostate again, this time muffling his noise of pleasure. "You ready to take me?" He spoke in the gentlest of tones, obviously he wanted to make sure the boy would be okay.

"Yes! Yes please," Jayson gasped, more eager than ever.

Soon enough there was a rather large object prodding at his entrance, and he could only gulp in a large breath of air. "This is gonna really hurt," the blonde said, pressing a kiss to the back of hiss head. In the gentlest way he could muster, Grant pushed into the smaller boy, making him involuntarily moan quite loud. To fix this problem, Grant covered his mouth, pushing in two fingers to occupy his mouth. "There you go," he soothed when Jayson began to suck on his long fingers. Grant began to roll his hips slowly to help ease himself in, pushing until he bottomed out and their hips met. Jayson had never felt so good, so full. It was like a drug, he never knew this would feel this good. Sure he had thought about it in his own time, but he never expected this. 

It became a thousand times better when the demon began slowly thrusting, pushing deeper with each movement, pressing against his prostate. "There- There!" Jayson tried to groan, pushing his hips back desperately to chase the feeling. The demon grinned wildly, beginning to thrust harder and faster, making the sweet boy beneath him squirm and moan so sweetly. 

Before Jayson knew it, he realized his release was coming soon, and he barely had time to mumble a half baked warning before he spilled his load all over Grant's bed sheets. "Such a good boy," Grant panted, keeping up his quick, harsh thrusts until he too finished, forcing his load deep inside of the angel.

After a moment, Grant rolled off of Jayson, laying on his back and trying to drink in air. Both boys were silent for a bit, Grant's eyes falling shut while they enjoyed the quiet. "Did I do good?" Jayson asked quietly, turning his head to look at Grant.

"Yeah," Grant didn't even open his eyes, just smiling slightly while he panted. "D'ya wanna spend the night?"

"Yes please."

That was the end of it, soon silence flooded the room once more.

At one time, Jayson was a sweet and pure angel, untouched by lust and sex. 

Now the angel lay on his best friend's bed, covered in sweat and a little bit of cum.

He was officially defiled, and he didn't mind one bit.