Lucifer's POV

Not long ago, I, the great Lucifer, had the worst blue balls this world had ever witnessed. Earlier, I had my sweetheart whimpering and moaning underneath me, but it wasn't because of my throbbing member shoveling inside of him. I didn't want to rush him. I wanted our first love-making to be filled with passion. I wasn't mad at Caleb. I trusted him and his love and dedication for Lucian that he wouldn't lay a paw on my boy. I would bet he'd rather castrate himself than touching another person. There was also no denying that I owed him a depth of gratitude for unknowingly leveling up Keetan's sex life.

I admit, if I haven't molded myself to become a very calm and collected devil over the years of manipulating humans so that they would sin, I would be fucking Keetan until we drop. And by drop, I mean never. I never get tired. Just seeing Keetan's adorable mouth wide open for a loud moan as he came drove me nuts. His eyes were filled with tears; his nipples were perky and red from all my biting and sucking; his body was sheathed with sweat and his hair was disheveled from all his restless movements. I withdrew my three fingers from his hole, screwing back the cover of the lubricant.

What I wouldn't give to see him like this again but if this continued, I would lose my will power. I need to make an antidote for him. I placed a soft kiss on my sweetheart's moist and pink lips, covering his sweaty body with a blanket.

I got out of my room and closed the door behind me. My erection built a tent in my pants. This was uncomfortable and frustrating.

Samael and Caleb sat across each other while they talked. Samael told me earlier that Caleb was going to drop by to visit. It was still a complete mystery to me on why Samael was friends with his rivals when in fact he should be more territorial. I would often scold him for being a weakshit.

It's not because I cared. I just wanted drama just how Rachel and Leah pushed their servants to Jacob and made him practically their bitch.

Samael and Caleb spoke in different languages. They shifted from German, Japanese, Latin, French, Russian, and English and so on and so forth. In the old times, people were polyglots, meaning that they were fluent in many languages and used them as if they were one language.

"How's Keetan?" Samael asked. Before I could answer, I saw a flash of movement, felt a swish of wind and saw that a bottle of lotion was now in front of my face.

"I'm sorry for causing trouble. I'm promoting my lotion product for post anal sex. It is 100% Aloe Vera plus lidocaine to relieve the pain. You know as they say: Aloe relief to get a hella of a Vera good sex!"

This was no longer a surprise. He had a pose of a model as he promoted his product. Samael laughed his guts out; he fell from his chair. Caleb winked at me in a professional model way. He was a model and a part time actor. Fifty years ago he was a renowned cardiovascular surgeon and then became a dermatologist ten years after he faked his death. I took the product from his hand, thinking that this could be useful for Keetan. So far, Caleb's products have not failed me yet.

"I'll order 50 bottles," I told him after I read the indications, contraindications, precautions, and ingredients. Caleb beamed at me then called someone on the phone. The old (yet young looking werewolf) sat back on the chair. No one would conclude that he was the oldest of the werewolf race.

"That'll be $7275," Caleb informed me.

"I'll deposit the money to the same company you work under," I replied with my back facing him. I snapped my fingers and the ingredients for the antidote floated around me. I have a wine bottle filled with a virgin's blood, a box of twinkies, honey, tears of an asexual person, and a small metal cylinder containing the venom of a sexually frustrated incubus. I mixed them all in a pot and waited for the antidote to boil.

"So, how long are you going to stay here?" I asked Caleb while I mixed the now red colored liquid. It was producing toxic sounds like boiling hot acid. The freakish sound will subside after it cools off.

"I'll leave after two days. I still have a photoshoot in Europe."

I hummed. "You're not staying for the concert?"

Caleb grunted. "I'm not really a fan of destruction of nature. I'm surprised that Samael agreed to this nature-killing plan."

It took a while before Samael could reply but he sounded guilty. "Yeah...sorry about this man."

Caleb let out an annoyed "hmph". "Don't apologize to me. Apologize to Lucian."

I turned off the stove, pouring the contents into a glass jug. It'll taste like ordinary grape juice. "The fire will only be concentrated into one place. I assure you that not a single flower will be harmed."

Caleb's usual cheery gaze hardened. He was a friendly man to his fans and was even considered the most childish among the five but those who were close to him knew that it was all just a facade. "Minimize the shit that you guys would cause."

Samael had a solemn look. I smirked. Caleb worried too much.

But he had the right to worry.

Lucifer, you are a merciless asshole.

Was it bad that I knew where Lucian was?

Yes.

Samael was my friend and so were the rest of the five but...

It's not my place to tell them.

Why?

Because the moment they find out where he was and the moment the five of them laid their hands on him, will be the day when judgment day comes.

Only a few knew about this. I found out a few years after I was casted out of heaven. God must have given me that vision.

They could call me anything they want but even if I badly wanted to tell the five of them which I did, my voice was muffled. I tried multiple times but my words were silenced and Samael just slammed the door at my face. But of course even with this valid reasoning I knew and I WAS SURE that the future lovely readers of my book in which I play in won't consider the validity of my reasoning because they were so furious and they pitied poor Samael.

Aaah! I can hear them now. They were in a short distance with pitchforks and torches as they marched angrily towards the poor and misunderstood Lucifer.

OH THE HORROR OF IT ALL! Have mercy on the poor and misunderstood devil! FORGIVE THE DEVIL FOR BEING EVIL! I CAN'T HELP IT!

Oh no! Don't say it! My poor ol' heart can't take it! No! No! No!

But even with all the pleadings I have done...they spared me no mercy. They shattered my heart and they took my dignity away with their words filled with their love for Samael.

Lucifer, you are such a dick.

Lucifer you are such an asshole.

Lucifer I fucking hate you so much please kill yourself.

Lucifer you are such a worthless friend OMG you should be the one to understand my poor babies since you lost someone important too!

Oh woe is me! Someone put back the shattered pieces of my heart! Ah, the sorrow! The great Lucifer has fallen...and he says now: "Fuck you all and see you in hell!" With a smile on his lips and a graceful bow.

"I swear Caleb, we won't harm the forest here," Samael sighed.

"Indeed and I'm sure you all will see him soon. I can feel it," I assured them after having that small and wondrous play in my head. If there was a sword named Sarcasm I could have probably slayed too many lives now.

Caleb smiled downheartedly. "Yeah...I'm just happy that I can still feel him. He's still alive. I know it. I can feel it," he stated. The aura of the room became heavy and depressing. I was no longer the one in agony and I was ecstatic since I passed all my frustrations to them.

Samael stood behind Caleb, strangling him with his arm. He faked a smile as he comforted his friend. Caleb cussed.

"Of course he's still alive! He won't let our sperms grow into frogs for long!" He laughed. Oh Samael...did I hear a ribbit from your pants? Oh wait...I think that was mine.

"Blue ball game anyone?" Caleb chuckled after successfully removing Samael's bullying arm.

I put the jug inside the fridge. I felt bad for them but at the same time I love the suffering they were going through. Oh well...the end of the world wasn't far off and soon...they'll lose the blue balls and let the froggies free.

I entered my room and immediately slammed it shut behind me when I saw Keetan on his fours and fingering his own hole. When he heard the sound of the door, he jolted up from his position and looked at me with wide and teary eyes. His lower lip was slightly bleeding from all of his biting and his face was all red. He closed his legs and looked away from me in shame. How bold...

He must've been too shy to come out and look for me. How could I leave him for thirty-three minutes?! How selfish of me.

Only Keetan could make me feel remorse over such little things...

"Oh sweetheart," I cooed, standing by the edge of the bed. I opened my arms at him; he stared at me with glistening eyes caused by tears. He scrambled towards me and threw himself in my arms as he let out sobs. He looked exhausted. Keetan was obviously a newbie.

"I made something for you. It'll make you feel better and it'll wash away the heat you're feeling," I murmured. I ran my hands gently all over his smooth back, his dick poked my thigh. Keetan cupped my face in his hands and leaned for a kiss. I kissed him back.

"Play with me...one more time...just one more time..." He whispered after breaking free from our heated kiss. Our hot breaths mixed together like the fumes of a newly concocted aphrodisiac.

I smiled at him, capturing his lips before fulfilling his request.

Keetan will very much isolate himself after he realizes how he acted today.

The horny boy shakily squeezed the bottle of lubricant on my fingers to produce the slippery gel and he then turned around and raised his bottom. His hips swayed eagerly, causing my dick to raise a tent again. I slipped my fingers inside; the boy gasped for the millionth time. I grasped his butt cheek tightly, thrusting my fingers in and out of him. My pace was hard and fast. I withdrew my ring and index finger, leaving my middle finger behind and started to hit Keetan's prostate.

I love my long fingers.

And I was sure Keetan adored them too.

The sound of my finger slipping inside of him made me harder. I imagined my cock in place of my fingers. I shut my eyes close and fastened my already quick pace and hardened my already rough thrusts.

After abusing that sensitive gland, Keetan came with a sobbing moan. "Mi–Mister Wall!"

Fuck that name will always make me horny now.

And I was once again left with the amazing blue balls.

Keetan collapsed on the mattress. I carried him to the bathroom to clean him up.

I laid him on top of the toilet seat and started the water in the tub. I petted my sweetheart's unruly hair.

"Stay awake okay? I'll just fetch something."

Keetan nodded, looking up with tired eyes. "Please come back soon Mister Wall...Will you join me here?" He asked with pleading eyes. My mouth ran dry.

This was my very definition of heaven.

Fuck, even with blue balls, I won't decline an offer like that. I hurriedly went out to grab the "grape juice". Samael and Caleb were watching Conjuring 2.

"This shit ain't scary! Let's just watch somethin' else," Samael protested.

"How about Twilight?" Caleb suggested with bored eyes.

Samael stared at him in disbelief. "Why do you want to watch fake dumb werewolves and fake glowing vampires? Just rip our driver's head off!"

I ignored the noisy idiots and went back to my sweetheart with a glass of juice in hand. I handed the juice to Keetan and he weakly held onto it while I stripped my clothes off. Once I was fully naked, he had already drunk half of the juice. The faucet squeaked. The water stopped. Keetan went inside first before I sat behind him. Keetan must have felt my massive and erect cock from behind him because he suddenly choked on the juice.

I rubbed his back and chuckled. "Are you okay?"

Keetan nodded, downing what was left. I took the glass from him and placed it out of the tub. He leaned back with a sigh.

"How are you feeling?"

The boy was silent for a while. After a few minutes, he pushed himself away from my chest, shyly gazing at me then to my chest then down below where my cock was clearly seen.

"You're hard..."he commented with wide eyes. "And...big. What do you feed this creature?"

I laughed at that and tipped his chin up. I gave his lips a smooch. He sounded less horny now. The antidote was working fast. "That I am..."

He looked hesitant. I was sure he was thinking of how something this big could fit inside him. "I...you can put it in me...if you want."

I placed my hand on his smooth chest. "You're not ready yet."

Keetan nibbled on his already abused lip. I had to place a thumb on his chin to stop him from hurting himself. "But it's unfair for you..."

He was concerned for my sexual welfare when his ass was on the line here.

I pulled Keetan into a hug. My heart swelled with joy while my dick swelled with despair. "I see no injustice in this... Don't think too hard."

We cuddled in the tub and had a bubble bath together until Keetan's fingers were wrinkled. I found it adorable on how he would find my slightly hairy and muscled chest mesmerizing. He would sometimes rub my chest and massage my pecs with a heated blush on his face. On the other hand, while he focused his attention on my torso, I kneaded his plump butt. It was very soft and it filled my hands perfectly.

In short, it was an innocent groping session with bubbles.

We got out of the tub, brushed our teeth and dried ourselves off. While we were dressing, we heard a commotion outside which worried Keetan.

Those two must be fighting again and by the sound of an animalistic growl Caleb must have shifted into his wolf form.

"Fuck, Fenris!" Samael snarled. Keetan hurriedly got dressed to see all the ruckus. The big black wolf, Fenris, bit Samael's leg and then threw him out of the window. When Fenris saw Keetan, his ears perked excitedly. He bit the bottle of lotion that Caleb was promoting and jogged on his four huge paws towards the shaking Keetan. The whole living room was a mess.

Fenris was the size of an elephant. Who wouldn't be scared? He sat in front of Keetan with the bottle of lotion in his mouth and waited expectantly for Keetan to take the lotion. His tail swayed side to side. When Keetan didn't attempt to move a muscle and probably was too scared to even breathe, I decided to assure him that Fenris was harmless despite the fact that he had ripped off thousands of men during his prime.

"Keetan, he's asking you to take-"

My sentence was cut off when Keetan fell backwards. I immediately caught him and carried his fainted body in my arms.

Fenris whimpered not because of Keetan not acknowledging his efforts but because Keetan fainted before he could try his product.

"Fenris I'm going to roast your furry ass you overgrown dog!" Samael shouted from the 1st floor.

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