Sorgh often distracted himself with pleasure, and today was no different. There wasn’t much to do as a demon in an already conquered world, and no other demon seemed to share his desire for pleasure or sex. So, he just kept to himself. Most of the time, he found himself masturbating over his own reflection. Rather sad, even in his eyes, but he’d make do. After all, he was turned on by his own appearance, strangely enough. He had an overall grotesque look, sure, but he always thought of himself as sexy and appealing. Speaking of sexy, his dick was strange, at least in comparison to a human’s. 
His tip was flat, while his overall shaft was bulbous, and seemed to be a little thicker towards the base. Sorgh always found it to be a little sensitive, as a cock should be, and it was long enough to reach his nipples, which was good, as it allowed him to easily suck his own cock, like he was right now. He felt the throb of his cock and tasted his own fluids. He did this to avoid any mess, as his cock had a lot of pressure behind each cumshot. Though sometimes, he didn’t mind sitting outside and letting his cock spray as far as it could. Right now, he wanted to keep it clean, and secretly wanted to drink it all.
With his mouth around it, he could keep the mess to a minimum, and his insides could handle it. He often curled into a ball while doing this, as he could lock his head in place with his legs to make sure his cock doesn’t slip out of his mouth while cumming. Rocking back and forth allowed him to add movement when sucking himself off. It wasn’t much, but just enough that he could feel it. Usually, he had it wrapped up, and with the light thrusting, it was as if his tongue were a fleshlight. Sorgh was basically face fucking himself, now that he thought about it. 
It was then that Sorgh noticed how close he was, as he felt his cock gush a little. So, he stopped thrusting and began giving light suckles and slurps in order to edge himself. He found that edging made his orgasms a bit more intense. He also thought of it as a game, to see how long he can hold out for before his body forces him to cum. He even counted the edges, with his record being forty-seven in a row. Though it was usually with his hand, and not his mouth. This session though, he only got to around seven before his orgasm suddenly started. He felt his hot demon seed gushing out of his cock and down his throat.
Sorgh found the taste to be appealing to him, but he doubts other demons normally cared about such things. Since his orgasm was to go on for several minutes, he kept himself steady, closing his eyes and enjoying the feeling of his cock constantly pumping out cum into his mouth. The minutes would pass by, and his orgasm would slowly fade into a dull tingle, before he felt his cock cease its pumping. From there, he would uncurl, his cock slipping out of his mouth, still covered in saliva. He went to go look at himself in the mirror to see if his wounds from a few days ago were healing. 
They were, but in the process, he got a glimpse of his rather large balls. To a human, the sight of their own balls wouldn’t be anything to think about. But to Sorgh, a demon who found his own appearance to be sexy, it was enough to get him hard again. Another thing to note, his balls were seemingly over productive. As such, if he didn’t cum often enough, he’d become super horny and pent up, and it would be hard for him to think about anything else. So, as he felt his cock throb, his body moved for him, and he began to masturbate to his own reflection.
Sorgh stroked back and forth, using another hand to fondle his balls. They were certainly hefty, and it made him wonder if he was made for breeding. However, the demonic race he knew had no use for such things to the best of his knowledge. An idea suddenly crossed his mind, and he just had to try it. He sat down, and placed his member between his feet, and began to rub his cock with his feet. It felt really good to him, and he didn’t know why. He kept going, finding it to be a little difficult, but soon enough, he was ready to cum. He moved his feet in front of his cock, intending to coat them with his demonic spunk.
Sorgh had a strange ability that let him force himself to cum if he was horny enough, and he put it to use right now. With a growl, he watched and felt as his cock gushed its seed, and splashed all over his clawed feet, covering them in cum, and going passed them onto the mirror. It was a good thing he was in the bathroom, as it would be easy to clean up when he was done having an orgasm. Until then, he laid on his back and aimed his cock up, watching as his seed shot up like a geyser, before raining back down on him. A couple shots even hit the ceiling.
He squirmed around, the pleasure overwhelming his body. As he sat up, Sorgh watched his cock aimed at him splash him in the face. He’d let the rest of his cumload gush all over his face, before getting up once it died down. He took care of the mess in the bathroom, before making his way to a nearby lake to clean himself off. There were a couple of other demons already there, but demons didn’t fight other demons, unless provoked. He just kept to himself and managed to wash all the cum off his face and body, before using his fire magic to dry himself off.
When that was done, he decided to explore the town a bit, or what survived of it anyway. It didn’t have many humans when the demons attacked, only about 14,000 give or take. Not like Sorgh knew that though. He had been sent in with the second wave, when the humans started putting up a bigger fight, and chose to live here once the fighting was over. There was a fair bit within this town, mainly food, as it seemed to be a farm town. Again, Sorgh didn’t know most of this, just that this town had a lot of food, food that some demons smarter than him managed to continue growing.
He did wonder if humans could’ve coexisted with demons, but it was too late to find out. Though he doubted it, humans had fired the first shot after all, despite a demon ambassador trying to reason for what he deemed a fair amount of the planet to host demon kind. All negotiations were off the table when the ambassador was killed. Regardless, what’s done was done. Sorgh found himself at what was a farm, though he didn’t know the name of it. He could tell it was one the demons didn’t use, as it was barren of life and plants. Inside one of the buildings, however, he found a strange piece of equipment.
It sat on four sturdy looking wooden legs bolted to the ground with steel plates. Upon it sat what looked like a giant block with a hole at one end, and a hole underneath, where a large bucket sat. Overall, he didn’t know what it was, but it did have a hole and was the perfect height for him. So, he rubbed up against it, coaxing his member out, before pressing the tip against the hole. Eventually, Sorgh managed to slip his tip inside, and began slowly pushing in. It was tight but felt rather nice in his opinion. While he didn’t know it was a breeding mount, he certainly figured out how to use it properly, as he was now thrusting away at it. 
Sorgh found it to be cold and dry, but he figured out a solution to fix both problems. He pulled out most of the way, leaving his tip inside, before beginning to piss, using the heat of his urine to warm up the insides. It even self-drained into the bucket, so it wouldn’t squirt back at him. As he was pissing, he would slowly push back in, his urine making it easier to slide his cock in. This would go on for a few minutes as his bladder had been rather full, and as such, it was more than enough to heat the breeding mount to a decent temperature. It felt strangely nice to do.
When he was finished, Sorgh grabbed on and really began to go to town on it. He was a little worried he’d end up ripping it off the floor with how rough he was being, but it felt surprisingly sturdy. He closed his eyes and pretended he was fucking another demon. As he was thrusting, he could feel his balls churning, he was close. Though he wanted to last longer, the breeding mount just felt too good. Sure, he could force himself to cum, but when it came to holding back, he had a much harder time. He gritted his teeth, digging his claws into the mount and the ground beneath, desperate to hold back his cumload.
His eyes were shut tight, as he put every ounce of strength and willpower into fighting off his imminent orgasm. However, it became clear to Sorgh when his balls started clenching that he couldn’t. He had no choice but to accept defeat, and with a roar, he thrust all the way in and began to cum hard. He half expected to tear a hole with his cum, but it never happened. Instead, it drained out the hole at the bottom. But he still had more cum than it was designed to handle, as it began squirting out back at him, and dripping down his balls. He kept thrusting, even as his member became oversensitive due to the climax.
As his orgasm died down, Sorgh begin to think of a way to bring this breeding mount back with him. It was too sturdy to rip from the ground, however the ground itself could be ripped apart. With a heavy stomp, the ground around the mount shatters, leaving a perfect chunk of concrete with the mount attached. He lifts it up and makes the journey back to his claimed house, finding a spot in the back yard to dig up and place it. Though looking over it, he thought he’d give it a test run to make sure it was still sturdy. In reality, he just wanted to use it again, as it felt really good and strangely natural to him.
So, he would, since it was still somewhat warm from his last use. Sorgh noticed he forgot to grab the bucket, but he didn’t really need it, as he didn’t plan on collecting his seed. Though if he ever needed to, he could likely find another one. He got himself hard again and pushed in, beginning to thrust in and out. He wanted to edge himself with this, though he knew it was going to be rather difficult, due to how strangely good it felt. He’d try to take it slow at first, trying to keep a steady rhythm, but over time, his body would speed up on its own, and he’d have to force himself to either slow down, or outright stop.
It made Sorgh wonder, why was he struggling to control himself while using this. He never struggled when pleasuring himself in other ways. Was his theory of being a breeding demon true? If so, it would explain why he found satisfaction in feeling good. Perhaps this was some sort of breeding device, a mount even. He unintentionally figured out the name of the strange device, and kept a mental note of it, before noticing he had gotten rather close while distracted. He had to focus now, unless he wanted to cum quickly. His cock was pulsing, and his balls were churning, primed and ready for ejaculation.
But he tried forcing himself to slow down, only to find his body sped right back up, and a tiny bit faster even. Sorgh would do this several times, each time trying to gain control of himself, only for it to slip away and him end up thrusting slightly faster. He even tried to pull out, so the temptation wasn’t there for the body to use against him. But he couldn’t do it. It confused him a lot. Here he was, covered in sweat, trying to resist an orgasm. Something that should be as easy as holding his bladder while fighting on a battlefield. Yet, something about this breeding mount was making it near impossible to resist.
Sorgh growled, feeling his orgasm slowly approaching, while he thrusted in and out like a jackhammer now, unable to even slow down at this point, let alone stop himself from doing so. He could tell this orgasm was going to be big, and nothing would ever prepare him for it. Huffing to himself, he thrust all the way in, letting out a roar as he came hard once again. It must have been twice as hard as last time, as he was holding onto the breeding mount for dear life. He never thought an orgasm could be this intense. It was draining him of all his energy, and once the climax ceased, he passed out on the breeding mount.