It didn't take me long to pull the pages of the aged book apart and set up the summoning area. I lit candles, flicking the lighter onto the wick until the flame took and flickered above the wax. The excerpt on the page was a little faded, but it was visible enough for me to keep my new friend from ceasing to exist.
"Don't worry, you'll be out soon." I could hear whispers echo around me and then fade as I looked down in front of me. My new roommate had just moved in and he was the perfect candidate for Zoltan. Getting my smoky friend underneath his skin would also be perfect for rent. It also didn't hurt that my new roommate was hot as fuck.
"Dude, I'm home" The front door closed and Foster's muffled voice seeped in through the bottom of my door. I looked down at the book and started to recite the faded letters, stretching my arms out to draw upon whatever powers would let me. I also thought it would be a little dramatic. The candles flickered around the circle and as I finished the final phrase, they went out. The curtains held back only a small amount of light and I could see a ball of black smoke appearing above the ritual space. The dark essence was Zoltan.
"He's all yours." I winked at the swirling ball of black and it flew underneath the door. I followed it out of my room and into the living room where my new roommate was topless and setting down groceries. From the corner of the hallway I watched the black ball swirl in front of him and then shove itself down my roommates throat. He gurgled as it filled him, his neck bulging as more and more forced its way down into his body and taking over his soul. The last of the smoke disappeared and Foster stood there, his head down and his arms already exploring.
"He's a strong one. Just got back from a workout. I could smell him from your room." He lift his new arm and took a whiff, a smile creeping along his face. When he turned around he gave his pecs a good flex as I got to admire him. I knew I would never have gotten this close to him if Zoltan wasn't in control and with him in control it was making this moment even hotter. Hi black cap was turned backwards and he could see that I was already getting a raging hard on. His smile turned into a mischievous grin and then he licked his lips.
"Fuck yeah." I rushed towards him and we started making out. His strong arms wrapped around me until I pushed away, giving him what he really wanted.
"Worship me." He said, lifting his muscular arms into the air and flexing them. I kissed his chest, not even thinking twice, and he tensed his muscles for me as I made sure to use my tongue to explore every crevice of his divine body. I kissed down the center of his torso until I found myself on my knees, staring at the bulging python between his legs. He pushed down his shorts and his cock flicked out, ready for me.
"Thank you, master." I said to him before taking his thick cock into my mouth. I could feel him looking down at me as he massaged his own body. I flicked my tongue around his head as I bobbed onto it, making him grunt above me. I grabbed his taut ass and brought him closer, feeling the tip of his cock pulsating at the back of my throat. His moans grew louder as I massaged his prostate and then he grabbed my head as I took his load down my throat. I almost choked as I pulled myself off him and looked up at his muscled body.
"Damn, your a good servant." He said, taking on the persona of my roommate. It was odd because he would never say something like that, but his voice suddenly had the perfect charisma that belonged to Foster.
"Your a fucking good master." I said, worshiping his body one last time before I did his bidding.
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