As Seen On TV
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charisstomaTitle: As Seen On TV
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 1123
“Creepy truth
if you sleep with a tv in your room
then you have a black mirror facing your bed
and you are providing a portal for demons to watch you while you sleep”
The crumpled paper crackled as Terry opened it and read the message on it. Slowly he raised his head to stare at the blank screen opposite his bed. A frisson like a finger slid along his spine, which wouldn’t be unusual when presented with something creepy. Not unusual at all considering he didn’t know how the note had made it into his bedroom. He set it on his bedside table and stroked his hand over it to flatten the paper to examine it.
Since it was crumpled, it didn’t come in on his shoe. It would have been noisy and he’d have noticed it before he entered the bedroom. Which meant it had to be in his bedroom before he entered it.
Turning to stare at the dark tv, he considered and shrugged. The note said it was a portal for demons to watch him in bed, not to enter his bedroom… ‘though they were capable to get a crumbled piece of paper through,’ he thought aloud. “Guess I’ll just have to turn the volume way down and leave the tv on all night. The ‘portal’ will be ‘in use’. Hope they like the Shopping Channel.” Terry grinned. It felt good to be evil.
Just for fun he took a long shower and walked into the bedroom still drying himself with a towel and grinned at the dark screen. Sure it probably was only someone’s, not a demon, idea of a prank but a part of him was having a great time pretending it was. With his back to the tv, Terry bent to pull the bed covers down. Then he crawled on his hands and knees up the bed, giving full exposure of his ass. He could swear he heard a groan though it might have been the mattress, and wasn’t that a scary thought. Shaking his head, Terry faced the tv, kneeling with his legs parted into a V. One hand reached down to play with his balls, rolling them and giving they an occasional tug. His other hand played with his nipple, scratching across it, then pinch hard and roll it between his fingers.
“Oh, Yeah. Like that. Just like that.” His head was thrown back and his cock was hard without it even being touched, as he rocked his hips to add a rocking motion to the tug on his balls. Rising up on his knees on full display, the hand on his nipple reached over to the bedside table and picked up a slim black rectangle, moving it behind and below his balls to aim it.... and turned the tv on.
Terry discovered he really got off on the pretend demon voyeurs watching him. It wasn’t as if it was real. It became his bedtime routine and slept so deeply the light of the muted tv didn’t bother him at all.
And then he wasn’t sure what sleepily woke him. The room was totally dark. Not even the light of the alarm clock was visible, though his hand hit it as he reached for his phone. The local news had cautioned they were liable to get some heavy winds and rain over night. He snuggled into the pillow, curling his arms around it, clasping it under his face
A finger stroked down his spine, following the groove down and between his ass cheeks, to come up behind his balls pressing and massaging. In reflex, Terry raised his ass into what felt like more than one finger now, his cock hardening and he groaned. Warm liquid was rubbed over his ass hole before something worked itself inexorably inside to stroke over a spot that made him moan. That something retreated and then pushed back in in unison with the outer massage. The process repeated, that something gradually increasing in thickness until it withdrew completely. A whisper answered his whimper of need, “shh, push out and then relax. You’re stretched enough to take me without harm.”
Terry pushed out, wanting. Something pushed in as he relaxed, pushing further inside than the prior fullness but it felt so good. He wanted it to move, to stroke in and out of him so badly. When finally he came, to a hard twisting pinch on his nipple, he felt a bite to his shoulder followed by a warm pulsing flood inside after. The fullness stayed inside him as he fell back to sleep in his dream to a lapping at his shoulder.
When he woke, he groaned. Muscles ached. Whatever dream he had had was intense and judging by the state of the sheets pleasurable. His bedside clock was blinking and he had to reset it using his phone. The power failure. He remembered the bedroom being totally dark and bits of a wild dream that more than rivaled his sexual bedtime play. Evidently his mind had created a better bedtime play experience.
The power loss had Terry running late. Jump in the shower, throw on some clothes; he’d have to catch some breakfast on the way to work. Luckily tomorrow was the start of his vacation. He could replay his dream after he got back and decide how and where he wanted to spend his time off. Changing the sheets would be high on his list of things to do.
“You claimed him?!”
Asael smiled. “Oh, yes. He’s mine. Now for the reeling of him in.” He shrugged, “he’ll struggle a little, but I’ve got him.”
“You don’t think he’ll notice that your debauchery of him coincides with the power outages?”
“I think as soon as he sees the claiming bite on his shoulder tonight, he might panic, but he has to sleep sometime. It doesn’t matter if it’s day or night or where he is, I can now make the power go down and reclaim him again and again.”
“So when he leaves the tv off on his own...”
“I bring him here, introduce him to family and friends and move him in. And then,” Asael took a deep breath, “then we wait until he starts feeling sick in the mornings and I explain that males can get pregnant in demon mated pairings.”
“I’m What!?”
“You’ll love being pregnant with our children. Your libido will go into overdrive.”
“More than now!? I’m practically walking bowlegged now.”
“We’ll both love your being pregnant. Demon families tend to be large,” Asael bounced his eyebrows, “and family members are very supportive to facilitate that.”
“Hand me the bucket!”
“We’ll go see the witch doctor tomorrow for the nausea.”
“Promise?”
“Promise.”
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 1123
“Creepy truth
if you sleep with a tv in your room
then you have a black mirror facing your bed
and you are providing a portal for demons to watch you while you sleep”
The crumpled paper crackled as Terry opened it and read the message on it. Slowly he raised his head to stare at the blank screen opposite his bed. A frisson like a finger slid along his spine, which wouldn’t be unusual when presented with something creepy. Not unusual at all considering he didn’t know how the note had made it into his bedroom. He set it on his bedside table and stroked his hand over it to flatten the paper to examine it.
Since it was crumpled, it didn’t come in on his shoe. It would have been noisy and he’d have noticed it before he entered the bedroom. Which meant it had to be in his bedroom before he entered it.
Turning to stare at the dark tv, he considered and shrugged. The note said it was a portal for demons to watch him in bed, not to enter his bedroom… ‘though they were capable to get a crumbled piece of paper through,’ he thought aloud. “Guess I’ll just have to turn the volume way down and leave the tv on all night. The ‘portal’ will be ‘in use’. Hope they like the Shopping Channel.” Terry grinned. It felt good to be evil.
Just for fun he took a long shower and walked into the bedroom still drying himself with a towel and grinned at the dark screen. Sure it probably was only someone’s, not a demon, idea of a prank but a part of him was having a great time pretending it was. With his back to the tv, Terry bent to pull the bed covers down. Then he crawled on his hands and knees up the bed, giving full exposure of his ass. He could swear he heard a groan though it might have been the mattress, and wasn’t that a scary thought. Shaking his head, Terry faced the tv, kneeling with his legs parted into a V. One hand reached down to play with his balls, rolling them and giving they an occasional tug. His other hand played with his nipple, scratching across it, then pinch hard and roll it between his fingers.
“Oh, Yeah. Like that. Just like that.” His head was thrown back and his cock was hard without it even being touched, as he rocked his hips to add a rocking motion to the tug on his balls. Rising up on his knees on full display, the hand on his nipple reached over to the bedside table and picked up a slim black rectangle, moving it behind and below his balls to aim it.... and turned the tv on.
Terry discovered he really got off on the pretend demon voyeurs watching him. It wasn’t as if it was real. It became his bedtime routine and slept so deeply the light of the muted tv didn’t bother him at all.
And then he wasn’t sure what sleepily woke him. The room was totally dark. Not even the light of the alarm clock was visible, though his hand hit it as he reached for his phone. The local news had cautioned they were liable to get some heavy winds and rain over night. He snuggled into the pillow, curling his arms around it, clasping it under his face
A finger stroked down his spine, following the groove down and between his ass cheeks, to come up behind his balls pressing and massaging. In reflex, Terry raised his ass into what felt like more than one finger now, his cock hardening and he groaned. Warm liquid was rubbed over his ass hole before something worked itself inexorably inside to stroke over a spot that made him moan. That something retreated and then pushed back in in unison with the outer massage. The process repeated, that something gradually increasing in thickness until it withdrew completely. A whisper answered his whimper of need, “shh, push out and then relax. You’re stretched enough to take me without harm.”
Terry pushed out, wanting. Something pushed in as he relaxed, pushing further inside than the prior fullness but it felt so good. He wanted it to move, to stroke in and out of him so badly. When finally he came, to a hard twisting pinch on his nipple, he felt a bite to his shoulder followed by a warm pulsing flood inside after. The fullness stayed inside him as he fell back to sleep in his dream to a lapping at his shoulder.
When he woke, he groaned. Muscles ached. Whatever dream he had had was intense and judging by the state of the sheets pleasurable. His bedside clock was blinking and he had to reset it using his phone. The power failure. He remembered the bedroom being totally dark and bits of a wild dream that more than rivaled his sexual bedtime play. Evidently his mind had created a better bedtime play experience.
The power loss had Terry running late. Jump in the shower, throw on some clothes; he’d have to catch some breakfast on the way to work. Luckily tomorrow was the start of his vacation. He could replay his dream after he got back and decide how and where he wanted to spend his time off. Changing the sheets would be high on his list of things to do.
“You claimed him?!”
Asael smiled. “Oh, yes. He’s mine. Now for the reeling of him in.” He shrugged, “he’ll struggle a little, but I’ve got him.”
“You don’t think he’ll notice that your debauchery of him coincides with the power outages?”
“I think as soon as he sees the claiming bite on his shoulder tonight, he might panic, but he has to sleep sometime. It doesn’t matter if it’s day or night or where he is, I can now make the power go down and reclaim him again and again.”
“So when he leaves the tv off on his own...”
“I bring him here, introduce him to family and friends and move him in. And then,” Asael took a deep breath, “then we wait until he starts feeling sick in the mornings and I explain that males can get pregnant in demon mated pairings.”
“I’m What!?”
“You’ll love being pregnant with our children. Your libido will go into overdrive.”
“More than now!? I’m practically walking bowlegged now.”
“We’ll both love your being pregnant. Demon families tend to be large,” Asael bounced his eyebrows, “and family members are very supportive to facilitate that.”
“Hand me the bucket!”
“We’ll go see the witch doctor tomorrow for the nausea.”
“Promise?”
“Promise.”
