The Eidolon's Conquest

by Yamila Abraham

  His master's hands went to his ass cheeks while he steered them toward his bed. Both sides were groped and kneaded, making Rand get goose pimples. His stomach was already suffering a melty euphoria. The way Deandred had taken control gave him no room for hesitation.

  Deandred picked Rand up by his hips and tossed him into the middle of the bed. He sat up from where he'd landed to watch his master strip. A gorgeously chiseled chest, rippling with lean muscle, was exposed. He had perfect brown nipples that stuck out lewdly from the flesh of his pectorals. Rand hand an urge to lock his mouth to one.

  Deandred pulled down his pants, and his thick cock sprang out. He stood a moment at the foot of the bed, fully naked, allowing Rand to look him over. He was body was god-like, as though Gizmoidon had been intent on creating a magnificent sexy beast. His crotch was hairless and his cock perfect and thick. He was so breathtaking even a hetero man would have to take note. Rand's hand absently moved to his thickening cock. He started tugging on it while his master watched. Deandred gave him a sultry smile with his eyes glimmering.

  He crawled onto the bed, onto Rand, and locked their mouths together for more tumultuous kissing. Rand clung to him, feeling his hair and densely muscled bare shoulders. He eventually worked his hands around to his front. Rand mashed both of Deandred's beautiful hard nipples with his thumbs.

  Deandred broke from their kiss to laugh. He lifted his chest to Rand's mouth.

  "Suck it."

  Rand obeyed eagerly. He took the erect nipple in his mouth and sucked while teasing the sensitive tip with his tongue. Deandred pulled back so it popped free and presented him the other one. Rand sucked and licked while his cock rose off his balls.

  Deandred pulled free again and bestowed warm moist kisses to the portion of Rand's throat not concealed by the collar. "I want you to come in my mouth again."

  "Mph." His breath brushed Rand's nape.

  "Then I'll get you prepared for my cock...and fuck you into oblivion."

  "Yes, Master." Fuck me, Master.

  Deandred kissed his way down to Rand's chest, to nip and suck at both his nipples. They were in a perpetual agitated state due to Deandred's constant pinching. The more intense attention made Rand wince. He got hard kisses on his belly, with a teasing hot tongue wetting him and causing tingles. Then Deandred took his cock into his mouth.

  "Awww...fuck...Master..."

  He went slow at first, but then twisted his head while pulling back with devastating suction. Rand clung to the bed sheets.

  "You're going to make me...urg...come so fast."

  Deandred relinquished his pulsating cock and took a testicle into his mouth. His tongue barraged him while he gently sucked. This made Rand's cock throb even more potently.

  "Hurgh!"

  Deandred lifted his thigh and worked a hand between his legs to massage his asshole.

  "Holy fuck—urgh!"

  Rand bared his clenched teeth. His master was expertly harvesting pleasure from the potent nerve cluster. His stomach began to tremble. Deandred's fingers mashed against his ring, causing sublime throbs that reverberated through his entire pelvis. His hard as stone cock now twitched in tandem with his pulse. Dew leaked from his darkening cap.

  Deandred switched his mouth to his other testicle, leaving the first to pulsate with rapturous aftershocks, and still rubbing his anus with strong fingers. Rand curled his toes and bent one knee up. His inner thighs started to quiver.

  "Fuck...!"

  After thoroughly lavishing his other ball, Deandred lowered his head to make hard licks into his perineum.

  Rand craned his neck back. His whole groin was overcome by staggering pleasure throbs. "Oh shit—fuck! How'd you learn to—urrgh!" He bashed his heel into the mattress. A droplet of precum glided down his shaft.

  Deandred kissed his mouth off the tender flesh. "Let me have it now." He engulfed Rand's cock in his mouth and started bobbing his head with his devastating technique.

  Rand's entire body tensed and his mouth opened wide. He couldn't hold back his orgasm. Deandred's mouth pulled back hard, tugging up the very root of his shaft and drawing out each overpowering contraction. He coaxed his orgasm with fierce pulls while Rand jolted spasmodically with the top half of his body.

  His face was contorted. "Fuck—yes...oh my—fuck!"

  Deandred let his still-palpitating cock spring free from his mouth. Rand collapsed back, panting and quivering with the whole of his body.

  "Thank you...thank you Master."

  Deandred kissed the sensitive thread of tissue on the underside of his cap. Rand squirmed.

  "Good boy."

  "Let me...let me suck you, Master." He licked his lips. "It ain't fair."

  "That would be yielding control, Rand. I'm the conqueror and you're the conquest."

  "A slave pleasuring his master, though?" Rand pictured Deandred's cock in his mouth, the feel of it against his tongue, and the taste of his master's essence. Sucking him had turned into a need. The potency of the urge made him salivate.

  "My greatest pleasure will be pounding my organ into your quivering body."

  Rand's cock lurched.

  Deadred climbed up to sit against his padded headboard and pulled Rand against him. Their mouths joined briefly while Deandred gave hard pinches to his nipples. Then he turned Rand to sit with his with his back against him, nestled between his legs.

  "Andromeda-X," Deandred said.

  A robot similar to his guards but with less bulk emerged from a secret closet. It walked to the foot of the bed.

  Deandred reached down and pulled up Rand's thighs. His anus was exposed to the robot.

  "Get him ready for me."

  Rand blinked with his mouth open.

  The robot crawled onto the bed, causing the mattress to bow beneath its hard steel, and lowered itself before Rand's displayed ass. Hot liquid was squirted on his asshole, then he heard buzzing. A vibrator, as thick as a finger but longer, was pushed into his anus. It tickled his tender ring.

  "What the—"

  Deandred put Rand's splayed legs on top of his large bent knees so that he remained in position for the robot without having his thighs held up. Then he moved his hands to Rand's chest to pluck at his nipples.

  "Relax and let it open you."

  Rand swallowed. "Yes, Master."

  "It shouldn't hurt."

  He wet his lips in his mouth. "Nah. Just pulsey from your rubbing. Kind of...kind of nice." But not as nice as when you play with my nipples...ungh.

  "You please me so much, Rand," Deandred said softly. "I thought for certain I was going to have to break you. But you're giving yourself to me...so beautifully."

  A sweet romantic gush welled inside Rand. He closed his eyes to savor it.

  "You're a joy to possess. An absolute treasure."

  "Master..." He wanted to put his own feelings into words. He searched his heart trying to find them. The only words he found were too difficult to say.

  I love you.

  What the fuck, Rand. Get a grip.

  The vibrator started to feel tight. His brows pinched. It had slowly grown to double its thickness. The robot swirled it around to stretch him further. Rand grunted. The erotic throbbing his master had started was growing stronger.

  Deandred leaned close to whisper in his ear. "I'm dying to fuck you."

  Rand's cock stiffened. He shuddered against Deandred's chest. "Tell that...tell that thing to fuck off. I can take your cock. You're not the first man to fuck me."

  Deandred gasped. "You wretch...I thought you were in denial about your inclinations."

  The vibrator had grown thick enough to become uncomfortable. The robot swirled it again, stretching his pulsating ring.

  Rand gave a staggered moan. "Hurry up and fuck me, Master."

  Now he felt Deandred shudder. He rubbed his fingertips over Rand's nipples.

  Rand focused on the distraction the nipple play caused him. The vibrator had grown thick enough to cause an ache. He tensed as t
he robot swirled it in him once again. His ass felt split open. It took long seconds of vibration for the pain to dissipate.

  "Look at how thick it's gotten," Deandred said.

  Rand glanced down between his thighs. The vibrator had grown so large he would have had trouble touching his fingers around it.

  "It now matches my girth."

  Rand bit his bottom lip. Then this was how having Deandred's cock in him would feel. His cock gave a lurch of pleasure.

  The robot swirled it again, making Rand's toes curl, then started pumping it in and out of him.

  "Give me your cock, Master. I can take it. I'm way past ready."

  Deandred nipped his earlobe. "And I can't wait another second."

  Master...!

  Deandred gestured for the robot to go. It withdrew the vibrator and then exited the bed. He gave a lengthy final pinch to Rand's nipples, tugging so that his chest pulled tight, then released the reddened nubs. Deandred spun him around so they faced one another. He lowered Rand onto his back against the mattress. Then he lifted Rand's thighs so that his splayed legs hooked over his hips. Rand's heels touched against the sides of Deandred's ass cheeks. His master remained seated against the headboard while he generously lubricated his cock. Then he pressed down his erect shaft so that it touched his own testicles. He steered the head of his cock to Rand's hole, and pushed.

  Rand closed his eyes and concentrated on the feeling of his master opening him. His ring strained with an ecstatic twinge, then the cap of Deandred's cock popped into him.

  "Ung!"

  Deandred clasped Rand's wrists. "Hold my arms."

  Rand gripped his master's wrists.

  "Now pull yourself toward me, at your own pace."

  Rand stared into his dark eyes with his lips parted.

  "Go slowly. Even if you're experienced I can tell you're not accustomed to my size. When the pain is too great then pause until it subsides."

  Rand nodded while swallowing. He dug his heels into Deandred's sides while pulling on his arms. His cock went deeper inside him.

  "Slowly, pet."

  "It...it's fine."

  He took in another inch. Deandred's cock was struggling to go back into its upright position. It crushed upwards inside of Rand. His prostate met the tip of Deandred's cock.

  "Holy fuck...!" The orgasmic pleasure had him reeling for several moments. Deandred had put him in a beautiful position. He forced himself to keep going. The tender place was dredged as the large cock moved deeper into him. "Oh fuck—fuck!"

  "Stop until it ceases to hurt, Rand."

  His face contorted. "It's not pain."

  Deandred smiled. "Oh."

  Rand gasped several moments and then made a final push to take him in. His ass connected with Deandred's testicles. Rand gave an ecstatic whimper.

  "Ohhh...fuck."

  "What's the trouble, my pet?"

  Rand craned his neck with his teeth clenched. "You're crushing right into that...into my sweet spot."

  Deandred rotated his pelvis.

  "Yeargh!"

  "Mmph. My sensitive pet." He clung tight to Rand's arms and started thrusting.

  Rand's eyes and mouth opened wide. His cock was leaking fluid as his thick nerve cluster was jabbed. The pleasure was excruciatingly sublime. He could scarcely even feel the ache from penetration. The position Deandred had maneuvered him in focused all the pressure on his most tender place.

  His testicles started to squeeze up. The fast frenetic onslaught had him desperate to come. He tried to pull his hands from Deandred's grip. His master held fast.

  Rand whimpered. "Oh fuck."

  Deandred sped his seated thrusts. His black eyes glittered. "Keep squirming."

  "Master...please!"

  "Hmm?"

  "I need to come...I'm burning...fuck, oh shit."

  Deandred's eyes widened. A lascivious smile formed on his lips. "Is that so...my sweet pet?" He winced a moment. "You're so wonderfully tight."

  "Master..." He let the plea end in a sob.

  Deandred's chest began to heave. "Sultry wretch."

  He pushed Rand further back and moved on top of him. Rand's wrists were pinned on either side of his head. Now Deandred's pelvis could move more freely. He pumped rhythmic beats into Rand's ass. The pressure abated somewhat from his prostate, but the deep hard thrusts made his cock continue to throb. He tried to work his wrists free from Deandred's grip futilely.

  Deandred thrust deep and Rand felt a gush of hot cum inside him. His master rolled back his eyes in ecstasy. Rand moaned from the shared pleasure. He continued with hard staggered thrusts while his body suffered erotic convulsions. Rand watched while gasping—mesmerized.

  His master sat up and seized his cock. His other palm rubbed over his balls. He jacked him with a tight fist.

  "Come for me."

  Rand's moan was guttural and loud. He held out for five pumps of his master's zealous fist and then erupted with sperm. His stomach clenched and his shoulders pulled up from the mattress.

  "Fuck yeah—fuck! Urrrggh!"

  Four hot spasms were yanked out of his cock. Deandred's hand slowed after the last. He tugged more gently on the palpitating organ while still keeping his grip tight.

  "Urgh...urgh...yes...thank you." He winced as his tender cock continued to be pumped. "Thank you, Master."

  Deandred lowered to lick the final dribble of seed from his cap. He let the spent organ droop free from his hand.

  His dark eyes connected with Rand's. "You're welcome."

  He drew Rand back into his arms. They kissed hungrily in the heated afterglow of their passion. Rand parried with his tongue outside their mouths, tasting his own essence. Then they sealed their lips together.

  The make-out session continued several minutes. Deandred felt over Rand's naked flesh. Rand pressed the length of his body against his master.

  Their lips parted and Deandred gazed into his eyes. "I adore you, my pet."

  Rand swallowed. "I adore you, too."

  Deandred squeezed his nipples.

  Rand jolted. "Ahh! No, no more!" He squirmed to get free.

  His master laughed. He drew back his covers and brought Rand tight against him. The lights were dimmed, and soon their placid breaths were the only faint sounds in the room.

  Just when Rand had descended into deep sleep he was roused by the tickle of the blanket being carefully pulled off him. Something shockingly cold pressed against his chest.

  Rand bolted awake.

  One of the orbs had worked itself between Rand and Deandred. It pushed him toward the edge of the bed.

  "What the—!"

  Deandred leaned up on an elbow. "Master?"

  Rand was dumped onto his trundle bed. His ankle whacked the wooden rim.

  "Fuck!"

  The orb floated away.

  Rand sat up blinking. What the fuck! He glanced back up at Deandred's bed. He could hear his master typing on his tablet. He waited until he heard him place it back on his nightstand.

  "Master?"

  "Are you unhurt, Rand?"

  "Yeah, but—"

  "Then go to sleep."

  "Master..."

  "Shh. Go to sleep."

  Rand fumed. He forced himself to get comfortable on the cold shitty bed.

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  The next morning Rand noted an ache in his bottom when he sat to breakfast with Deandred. They took the meal at a small round dining table in his bedroom. Deandred saw him wince.

  "Sore?"

  "Little bit." He put cactus fruit jam on a piece of corn flatbread. "I can deal."

  Deandred grinned at him. "Indeed you can."

  Rand stared at him while eating the insipid food.

  "You need to finish everything at the camp today. Delphi officers are coming tomorrow to inspect it."

  Rand almost choked on his bread.

  "Problem?"

  Rand thought things over. "N
o. I'll get it done. Might need to stay late, though, Master."

  Deandred sighed. "That would be a pity. I wished to bring you into the dungeon tonight."

  He forced himself to swallow a gulp of bread. "The dungeon?"

  "Don't get apprehensive now. You've proven to me you can handle whatever I desire from you."

  Rand's eyes wandered to the side. "That's because I trust you, Master."

  "I won't betray that trust."

  He nodded. "I know you won't. It...it's fine. Dungeon me up. Just...maybe not tonight. It was a clusterfuck when I left the camp yesterday."

  "Don't stay too long after dark. Things need not be entirely ready. The prisoners aren't being delivered until day after tomorrow."

  "That soon?"

  "I demanded this. Trade will begin next week. This lack of provisions—it's grown tedious, Rand. Not just for me. There are other Eidolons who don't even have anything to forage in their districts. Several have been displaced from their bases because of it. Others have been forced to consume reptiles and insects. We're the only district that isn't rationing water."

  "Geez." He stood. "I better get going then. I was just going to take a quick shower—is that okay, Master?"

  "Of course, Rand." He stood and donned his cloak. "Have a good time with your work."

  Rand headed toward the bathroom.

  "Rand."

  He turned. Deandred addressed him while standing with his back to him.

  "Gizmoidon's orbs can hear the faintest whisper and detect the sound of a pen scrawling a hidden message. He's always watching you, Rand."

  Rand swallowed. "I know he is, Master."

  Deandred looked toward him with a thinly drawn smile. "Don't ever think to do something foolish, Rand. It would...distress me very greatly if he ordered me to kill you."

  Rand's stomach felt like a fist was slowly clenching it. "Master...I would never—"

  He lifted a hand. "I know. Just please always remember...he does not like you."

  Rand's lips parted. He looked up at one of the omnipresent orbs with a quiver in his chest.

  "I...won't forget, Master."

  Deandred forced another smile. "Excellent." He descended the stairs.