Shota mage tries to summon a busty succubus, summons a shota incubus instead. Makes do. Tags: shota, gay, WIP. +++++ Matthew’s heart beat rapidly in his chest as if it were going to burst. Weeks of preparation were about to pay off, and the young boy swallowed in unthinkable anticipation. Clothed in a dark robe two sizes too big, Matthew muttered the final lines of the incantation and traced long-forgotten runes in the air with his ritual sword (though an onlooker wouldn’t be wrong to call it something less grand; an old cutlery knife decorated with scribbles would be a more appropriate description). The air in the room began to hum, and the candles around the room flickered out, all save the one placed in the center of the complicated chalk circle. Sweeping the hood back out of his eyes, the boy could hardly stand the wait; everything was going perfectly! The lone flame slowly grew in size if not intensity until it threatened to reach the ceiling of the abandoned storage cellar. Over five feet in height, the flame suddenly parted in the middle as if it were but curtains being brushed away. Out from beyond the flame floated dark motes that shined in the dim light before coalescing and collecting on the floor. This is it! Matthew couldn’t help but do a couple small hops in excitement as a huge smile spread across his face, turning his vibrant teal eyes into orbs of joy. Getting the materials wasn’t easy (his apprenticeship was long and his allowance small), nor was was the practice for the spell, but good things come with hard work and sacrifice the boy supposed. And what he was about to get was very, very good. I bet she’ll be a blonde! No, a brunette? A redhead? Yes, a redhead! Really sexy too, with huge tits and a small waist. And a tight ass too… a succubi, a magical lover to serve him and fulfill all his worldly desires. It was going to be paradise, and with this successful casting assuring his ability is real, Matthew’s mind boggled with the possible uses for his power; no more slaving in that suffocating smithy, no more tasteless gruel for every meal, and a instead of a hay-filled mattress and threadbare blanket he’d have a huge harem of impossibly sexy women to service him night after night after night… The would-be mage was almost lost in thought (and was certainly salivating at least a little bit) as the mass of motes began to rise up in a human shape. The boy, snapping out of his fantasy, stared intently at the growing form, hoping to catch a glimpse of sexy curves as soon as possible… Bust wasn’t the form a little… short? And flat-chested? No statuesque woman appeared, or even an average one. In fact, what did appear was no woman at all. The petite and lithe frame was wrapped it tightly-wound muscles and olive-brown skin, and its shoulder-length red hair was flanked by two stubby horns. While certainly athletic, the stomach and chest still looked soft and delicate. From the back sprung two small bat-like wings, each no more than a few inches long. Where the two supple legs joined the smooth flat belly rested a small flaccid dick and a pair of hairless testicles. Matthew stared in awe. Why didn’t it work? Well, I mean, it worked, sort of, in that something came through, but… but why a THAT?! Why a BOY?! What did I do wrong? I was sure I did everything right! The creature looked at Matthew with a puzzled expression as the dejected boy slumped into a corner, pulling his robe’s hood up as hid did so. The dark-skinned youth soon joined his side. The long silence that ensued was as palpable as it was awkward, broken only my Matthew’s poorly-stifled sobbing. Matthew jumped when he felt a weight on him. Looking around, he realized the creature put its arm around his shoulder. Was it reassuring him? His thoughts raced, but he was quickly pulled back into the real world by a gentle kiss by the summoned boy. “I can tell I’m not what you expected,” it whispered in his ear “but I still want to do my best to make you happy.” The creature nipped at his earlobe before withdrawing and standing up. Well, that was unexpected… Still, though, all in all the mistake could have been a lot worse. Matthew’s eyes drifted over the dark skinned creature before him, from his petit horns, down his gently sloping body, and hovering on the groin before following the soft curves of its legs. “I was expecting a succubi. Why did I get you? What did I mess up on?” Matthew hastily stood and put some distance between him and it in an attempt to be “in control of the situation” as his books instructed. Lewd thoughts aside, he wanted answers. “Nothing, aside from you working off of a totally different ritual.” The creature brushed its bangs behind its ear before continuing. “Which is honestly surprising. Normally we have to force our way though shoddy portals, but your gate was as smooth as butter. My advice? Double-check what you’re working on before going too far.” As the creature continued, it shifted its weight from leg to leg, cocking its hips side to side and making its loins swing hypnotically. “So I didn’t mess up the casting?!” Matthew’s smile returned, beaming as the creature walked towards him. It purred “Not at all” as it threw back Matthew’s hood and began to undo the cloak’s clasp. The dark garment fell to the floor, exposing Matthew’s bare and tender chest which the creature gently laid its hand on. A grin spread across the creature’s face. “So what is my caller’s name?” The distance between the two rapidly diminished and the reality of the situation was beginning to sink in. “M-Matthew. What beist thy name or title?” The dark skinned boy chuckled softly at the overly formal line before responding, “Alexius.” Alexius’s hand drifted up from Matthew’s chest to caress his cheek as the two young boys stared into each others eyes. It was only now that Matthew noticed their color: bright purple, and flecked with gold. He found them beautiful. As Matthew stared, Alexius’s other arm wrapped itself and his waist and pulled the two closer until their stomachs were touching. His hand slid down Matthew’s backside underneath his trousers and gave the small butt a gentle squeeze. The mage had never been touched in that way, and he found it electrifying. He even let out a tiny gasp, which Alexius took as a signal to continue. Running his hand through the boy’s raven-black locks, Alexius pulled his head in until their lips, parted, met. Matthew gently put forward his tongue, probing into Alexius’s mouth until he felt his summoned lover’s tongue. The two began to lick greedily, their tongues mashing, exploring each others’ mouth until every list inch had been tasted. Panting, Alexius’s hand dropped to meet its twin caressing Matthew’s backside. Both began to squeeze and pull tenderly at Matthew’s cheeks, almost as if massaging them. As Matthew’s panting increased, he put his hands around Alexius’s hips, squirming and gyrating his hips as new feelings flooded his mind. Quitting his gentle fondling, Alexius grasped the edge of Matthew’s trousers and worked them down, finally revealing his summoner’s cock, fully erect and glistening with precum. Pulling back from Matthew’s passionate kiss, Alexius noted the boy’s excitement as well as his own. This time, the young mage took the initiative, grasping the horned boy’s cock with one hand while the other toyed with his ass. Matthew’s hand began to slowly pump up and down, leisurely running his fingers over the ridge of the head.. Now it was Alexius’s turn to gasp and moan and writhe in pleasure. Matthew leaned forward, and his breaths danced across Alexius’s neck. A soft kiss was quickly followed by another, then another. Losing himself in the moment, Matthew began to nibble on the boy’s tender neck, making him buck his hips ever so slightly. Matthew’s hand slowly sped up, running over the entire length now instead of just the head. With his other hand, he found Alexius’s hole and began to tease it; he gently prodded it, careful to not accidentally force his way in, and ran his finger in a small circle around the tender entrance. Between the moans and gasps, Alexius, eyes closed in please and mouth hanging agape, managed to whisper out “c-cumming… I’m cumming…” before his body seized up. Trusting his hips forward until Matthew’s hand was flush against the base, Alexius let out a small cry as his cum shot out and splattered against the ground. No thought in his mind but bliss, he continued with a few tentative pumps until the last bit of the milky-white fluid dribbled out onto Matthew’s hand.