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You always knew you were different from the rest. You grew up in a small town, where anyone out of the norm was judged.
You cried less than the other kids, when you played pretend it always turned violent. You loved the sight of blood, when you fell, you squeezed the wound till the blood dripped down.
Kids thought you were a freak, you didn't mind the name. Your parents ignored the issue, till one day at school a kid fell, and you asked him if he thought everyone's blood had a different taste.
You were expelled.
Your parents cried
You didn't understand why.
You guys moved that summer, you moved to a bigger city. That entire time before you started at your new school, your parents taught you how to be normal. What to do, and what not to do. You took it to the max, you became the dream kid overnight.
Your parents finally could say they were proud of their son.
The other kids wanted to be your friend for once, instead of running away from you. The teachers loved you.
It was all fake to you though, you felt nothing towards them.
As you hit puberty, another peculiarity poked its pesky little head out.
You had sexual thoughts like other boys your age, but you were never a part of them.
Every wet dream, every fantasy you were watching. You got to take in the faces of both sides. The pleasure in their face. It's not like you were fully absent from the action though, sometimes you were controlling them with your voice, slowly pumping yourself as you watched.
You learned from before, you never told anyone about these thoughts. You know you'd be crucified once again.
When you had girlfriends, which you only dated to keep up appearances, they'd eventually try to do it with you. Only for you to stay limp.
After the first few girlfriends left you, you decided you had to fake your emotions even further. The only way to last, was to fantasize the entire time.
It was like that till college graduation, when all the relationships you carefully crafted through High School ended. You had to start from scratch in the workforce. Except those were even more superficial. It never extended to outside of work.
You were alone.
So you spent most of your free time online, doomlessly scrolling, till you came across a website. It had countless, allegedly, fake stories of killers, cryptids, and beasts. All of which in one haunted forest, it was all over the world, yet nowhere at the same time. Various entry points, but no exit.
These stories intrigued you, people who were weird like you. If they were fake, it was those writing the stories, if they were real, it was the monsters.
You spent hours researching them, there were a few who seemed similar to crime cases throughout the years, but it seemed there was always just enough to make it seem like pure coincidence. The ones that piqued your interest the most were the blurry pictures of these creeps, captioned with the name of what they were most commonly called. Anything you could find about them was always deleted, or taken down, before you could get deeper.
As you got deeper, and deeper into your research. You often had nightmares about the head figure of it all, Slenderman. Sometimes you'd swear you saw him out of the corner of your eye.
One day, you noticed a fresh post, talking about an entry to, what was most commonly labeled as, Slenderman's Forest was nearby. You quickly wrote down the coordinates, as these types of posts were often taken down seconds later.
When you looked up the coordinates, they led to a forest that was 30 minutes out. So you decided that weekend you were gonna go camping. Just to see if it was true.
Pure curiosity.
You packed up that Thursday, and Friday after work, you packed up your car, and made the drive.
You set up the site, enjoying the fire, and roasted hotdogs. It had been hours, it seemed like a normal forest. You frowned, what were you even hoping to get out of this? You shook your head, and started to head to your tent when you heard soft bickering, and the sound of leaves crunching. You looked around, furrowing your eyebrows when you saw two figures in the distance.
The taller of the two, had long, messy, red hair. His body was majority stitched together, staples reinforcing the stitches, only a few spots seeming to be his alive skintone, along with eyes decorating his body. His left "main" eye was stapled shut, he was missing his eyebrow on the same side. A bushy, and thick one on the other side. He had stubble on his chin. He was missing his left arm, cutting off at his elbow. His right hand had no ring finger. He wore a torn tank top, basketball shorts, combat boots barely hanging together. He had a muzzle on, along with a collar, a leash attached to it, who was being held on tightly by the shorter of the two.
He was much paler than the other. He had shaggy hair too, except it was shorter, and an almost chocolate color. He had a mask that was pulled down, revealing a huge gash on the right side of his face. He had goggles on, with yellow lenses.
He had much more layers than the other stranger. a black turtle neck, a thin light blue hoodie, zipped up all the way, an unzipped coat, fur lining the hood. He wore baggy jeans, they were ripped, and bloody. His combat boots were in much better condition, and were even steel toed. He had a hatchet holster attached to his belt.
You recognized them, or at least you hoped you did. Their appearance seemed close to various pictures you found online, they were one of the few you could never search deeper about.
The red haired boy looked like a monster called "The Forest's Eyes", the brunette was called "Ticci Toby".
"Ticci." The taller of the two snarled, "Shut up, will you?"
The other started to reply, glaring at his, seemingly, prisoner. "Go-God damm-DAMNIT! Stop calling me that- you.. you little bitch. Yo-You need to l-learn your place, or I sw-swear to G-GO—"
"We h-h-have a g-g-guest" Eyes mocked Toby, that's when you realize that Eyes had been staring dead at you, several red eyes making direct eye contact with you.
"I thought you-your whole j-job was to notice people BEFORE we were right in front of them!" Toby barked, smacking Eyes in the back of the head. You hated to admit it, but that sight turned you on.
Eyes rolled his eyes, "You distracted me.. I'm surprised our little friend hasn't run yet." Eyes tried to get closer, only to be limited by the leash. "Will you let go of that thing!?"
"Boss h-had strict o-or-ord-WOO!- orders." Toby yelped, his neck tensing up, alongside his hand, accidentally yanking Eyes back by the collar. The red haired boy growled at the feeling, landing right on his ass.
You bit your lip at the sight, crossing your legs to hide the obvious tents in your pants. Fuck, hearing the two bicker was.. amazing.
"Fuck that guy.." Eyes muttered, looking back over to you, and then down. Right to your crotch, then back to your face. He chuckled, before breaking out into full out laughter.
Toby grabbed his hatchet outside of the holster, grabbing it tightly. "The f-fuck you laughing about..?"
"Nothing... don't even worry about it. Why aren't ya in a rush? You know the asshole saw us?" Eyes smirked, looking up at the other.
"He's clearly.. stupid. He isn't r-running, just.. st-staring at us.." Toby muttered, slowly walking towards you.
That's when you snapped back to your senses, you stood up, slowly backing up. Shit, this wasn't some sick fantasy. This was reality, you were their next victim.
You haven't felt a rush like this in years, your heart was pounding, so was your dick.
"I wouldn't get so close if I was you, Ticci" Eyes teased, slowly getting up to follow the other. He looked straight past his teammate, looking at your little situation once again. You tried to avert looking directly at his eyes, a bit hard to do when he was the majority. As you try to find a suitable place to look at, you notice his own situation, slowly growing.
"W-What do you mean..?" Toby questioned, looking back at the red haired boy. He didn't reply, only letting out a low chuckle. "Dämon! Go-GOD! fuckin- Dammit! Answer!"
You bit your lip, so the monster had a real name. Dämon, if you weren't in a confusing life or sex situation, you'd let out a small laugh. A monster being named 'Demon', rather fitting. Dämon pointed towards you, Toby's eyes followed, before looking down. A look of fluster, and then disgust, plastering on his face. Dämon walked closer to Toby, wrapping his arm around him. "I think he's enjoying this.."
Toby elbowed Dämon harshly, gripping his hatchet tightly, aiming it at the beast. "I'll-I'LL K-K-KIL-KILL YOU, Dämon I swear." Toby's neck twitched, his face was bright red.
"C'mon when does this opportunity ever come? When was the last time you relived yourself?" Dämon teased, slowly lowering to his knees, practically begging the shorter of the two.
"I'm n-n-not some pervert! I'm here to wo-work. Not to ha-have some s-sex with an idiot— IDIOT" Toby twitched, grabbing the hatchet tighter. "And a st-stranger.."
"Nobody said anything about doing it with him. I think he's just fine watching us~" Dämon smirked.
"F-Fine! Okay!" Toby put his hatchet back in its holster, and yanked harshly on Dämon's leash. "Fine. Y-You want to be a whore? Fin-Fine."
Toby dragged Dämon closer to your campsite, completely disregarding any protest from the other. He looked over at you, glaring. "You have a choi-choice. Back o-out now, or get closer to-to watch. Thi-This isn't a t-trick.. I'll.. I'll tell the boss you w-we co-couldn't find you, either way."
You nervously gulped, you could either try to escape now, and bring back all this information to the internet, or you could watch two people hate fuck just for you.
You walked closer to the two, sitting down in your folding chair, turning it around to face the two directly.
Toby looked down to Dämon, who was already back to kneeling. "Y-..You.. A-Are you sure about th-this...?"
Dämon nodded, smiling as he glanced over to you, then back to Toby. "Alright.. I.. Fuck, wh-where.. How.. W-What do I even do?"
Your mind was racing, you couldn't even fully believe this was happening. This was much more real than any fantasy, and felt more real than any pity sex you had previously. The two seemed clueless, maybe.. just maybe— "Remove.. Dämon's muzzle off. Take Toby's.. dick out, without using your hands.. hand." Your voice shook, as you gave the command.
Toby hesitated for a second, before reaching over, undoing the buckle on Dämon's muzzle, throwing it off to the side. Dämon leaned closer, his teeth were sharp, he bit down on the zipper of Toby's pants, pulling it down gently. He paused for a few seconds, before biting down on Toby's belt buckle, yanking it out of the hole. His pants fell down quickly, it was usually a disadvantage of baggy pants, but not in this case. Dämon bit on Toby's boxers, yanking it down.
Toby's dick sprang out. You stared at it intensely. His hair was shaved, besides a happy trail, it was long, veiny, pale, with a cute pink tip. He was circumcised.
Dämon licked his lips, smirking. He looked over at you. Toby looked away from the two of you, his face still bright red, his dick throbbing.
"What now, sir?" Dämon questioned. God, the two of them looked cute. It was hard to sit still, you fidgeted in your seat.
"Bite his thigh.." You muttered. Dämon nodded, gripping onto Toby's tigh. He bit down gently. Toby had no reaction, he looked down, raising his eyebrow.
"Harder." You ordered, slowly getting more confident. Dämon nodded, biting harder, drawing blood. Toby remained his puzzled look.
Dämon pulled away, wiping his mouth before licking up all the blood dripping from Toby's thigh.
You watched, you moved your hand over your crotch, slowly palming yourself.
"May I?" Dämon questioned, looking over at you. You nodded, Toby muttered a yes.
Dämon slowly, and carefully, put his mouth over Toby's dick. He started to bop his head back, and forth, making sure to avoid scraping his teeth against Toby's dick.
Your dick throbbed, you slowly undid your own belt, and zipper. Whipping out your own dick. You spat on your hand, pumping it along to the movement of Dämon's mouth. Toby's hand moved to the back of Dämon's head. He let out low whimpers.
"Ngh.. fucck.." Toby whined, his arm twitched, pushing Dämon's head further. Dämon's eyes teared up, he closed his main one tightly, taking in Toby's full length. You started stroking your own dick faster, letting out whimpers of your own.
"Fuck.. you two.. are so good, so cute.." You spat out, in an embarrassingly high pitch voice. Toby kept his grip on Dämon's hair, matching your pace on again. As the two of you got closer, you let out pathetic moans, being even more in sync.
"F-Fuck.. Dämon.. fuck.."
"Fuck.. me.. ngh! Ohmygod.. I'm close.. nghh- fuck! Stop!" You commanded, edging yourself. Toby let go of Dämon's head, Dämon pulled again, spitting out any saliva, and precum that was left in his mouth. Toby looked over at you, a pathetically concerned look on his face.
"Dämon.. come here. Toby, kneel." You commanded. Toby let go of Damon's leash, helping Dämon up before sitting on his knees.
Dämon over walked, slowly catching his breath. You spat on your hand, grabbing Dämon's leash, pulling him even closer. You turned him around, and then shoved him to the ground, ass up. You took off his shorts, he had no boxers to take off. His bottom parts were surprisingly human. His dick was olive toned, smaller than Toby, but circumcised just like him. It faded into a darker pink, a magic cross piercing decorating the tip. Pre-cum leaked out of the slit. You grinned, making sure your fingers were as well lubricated as they could be. You never understood the point in engaging in sex till now. You inserted a finger in, slowly stretching out his ass. When it was loose enough, you added another finger, making a scissoring motion. Dämom let out low moans, Toby sat, waiting impatiently. You focused on stretching Dämon out, pausing when you hit something new. Dämon let out a loud whine. You grinned, pulling out your fingers, which only made the red haired boy whine even more. You turned him back around, and forced open his mouth, gently placing your cock inside the warmth. Without even needing to command him, Toby walked over, spat on his hand, quickly lubing up his dick, lining it up to Dämon's ass.
"Let's cum together, m'kay?" You grinned, gently stroking Dämon's hair. You slowly started bopping Dämon's head back and forth, Toby shoved himself in, gently thrusting in and out. It felt amazing, it was like Dämon was meant to be used up like this. He sucked in, creating the perfect suction, his tongue wrapped around your length. You looked at Toby's face, his brows were furrowed, letting out soft moans. You leaned over, kissing Toby. It took him a second, before he kissed back. You two explored each other's mouths, getting distracted before Dämon let out a muffled whine. You pulled away from Toby, saliva dripping down. You two quickly got back to work, thrusting in and out of Dämon, his eyes rolled back, more pre-cum dripping out of his useless dick.
"Fuck.. you two are so good.. So good..." You muttered.
"..Ngh.. you.. fuck-! Yy-You g-guys are.. sluts.." Toby spat out, glaring. He wrapped his hands around Dämon's waist, lifting him up gently. Soon, you could slowly feel your climax.
"Fuck.. I'm close again.. What about.. you two?" You questioned. Toby shrugged, Dämon let out a slight hum. You started going faster, so did Toby. You felt the build up, until eventually you filled Dämon's mouth, Toby followed shortly after, both sides of Dämon being completely filled. Dämon came too, releasing onto the ground. You catched your breath, slowly pulling out, Dämon swallowed your cum, Toby pulled himself out too. He gently let the red haired boy down, who was still letting out pathetic whimpers.
"Fuck.." You took in the sight, Dämon laying on the ground, Toby already getting dressed again. Your fire slowly dying, this was the best choice ever.