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It was the middle of the night. Billie Joe Armstrong was sleeping in his bedroom, shirtless but wearing his pajama bottoms at least. He had a huge hangover from a party with some old friends and mates. Mike and Tre had to help him walk inside the house. A good night’s sleep will surely help sober him up. Billie really doesn’t like that drink often, but in this case he was SMASHED.
Across from his bed there was a strange windy sound. Something the floor appears glowing red and it opens wide. It was a portal to god knows where it’s coming from.A head peeks from the portal. A person in a striped mask. Their eyes explored the entire room and sees the sleeping singer. They levitated up and approached to him as the portal dissolved behind them.The figure watched him sleep. The only way to wake him up is by force, they climbed over the bed and placed their hand over the singers forehead for a short while.
The singer started to react feeling uneasy. Similar to the feeling of cold sweat and a headache. He groaned, rubbing his eyes. In his blurred vision, he saw a figure in red in front of him. He blinked and startled when realizing it’s a person wearing a red leather blazer and pants, finger less gloves, and also a striped fabric mask up to his black, messy hair, with large holes cut around the eyes and mouth.
“What the fuck?! Who the hell are you?!
How the fuck did you get in here?!” Shouted the singer.
The masked person spoke, “So, it really is you. Billie Joe Armstrong.”
“What?” Billie backed away as far as he could until his back touched the bed frame.
“I get to finally see you face front,” said the masked man. “Now, I get to have a chance to speak with you.”
“Get the fuck away from me! I will call the cops!” Billie tries to find his phone sprawled somewhere in his bed.
“That won’t be necessary.”
Behind the masked man, appears a long thin red tail with the end shaped like a devil. Billie nearly dropped his jaw.
“Let’s say I’m not from this world.”
Billie furrowed his eyebrows. Is this guy pulling his leg? Not from this world? “W-What are you talking about?” He questioned again, still being cautious of this stranger incase of anything happens.
“Meaning I’m not human like you. I may look like one, but if I were to be. I wouldn’t have this,” he swayed his tail around controllably.
“Are…are you the devil?” Billie’s voice trembled, and frightened at the thought of it. “Am I going to hell? No…this has to be a dream.”
The stranger scoffed, “God you are such a wuss than I thought. I’m a demon, but work for a specific kind.”
This stranger looked very serious for admitting he’s an actual demon standing across from Billie.
“What do you mean…working for a specific kind? To possess me? Take my soul?” All these questions will never stop. The masked demon guy was already getting impatient.
“Jeez- I’ll show you what I mean instead of spoiling it.” The demon reached his hands for Billie’s pajama pants, grasping the waistline.
“W-W-Wait wait- What are you doing?-“ Billie grabbed the demons wrist, pushing it away.
The demon glared at him fighting back his strength, his voice got stern. “Clothes. Off.”
Suddenly, Billie felt his body got yanked back onto the bed, his arms locked over his head, and his pants and boxers slipped off, thrown across the room. He groaned at the impact of his head hitting against the pillow, and in shock, his entire body is now fully naked. His heart started racing. It was fear. This isn’t a dream or a nightmare. This is really happening, but he doesn’t want to believe it. He attempted to move his arms, but some force is keeping him from escaping. He tried to move his legs, not a single budge.
A low chuckle coming from the demon watching him. “Easy now. You’ll hurt yourself if you keep fighting it.”
That didn’t stop Billie from continuously trying to free himself from the force.
The demon kept watching him and rolled his eyes. With a snap of his gloved, black nail polished fingers, his red outfit was removed magically, now his body entirely is naked. Except the fabric mask is still on.
Billie stopped, he looked at the naked demon crawling up to him seductively. My god this guys cock was more girth sized compared to his own. The bed sheets shuffled at each inch closer the demon guy comes.
The fiend had a dark smirk on his face. “I tried to warn you, Billie Joe. You really don’t listen.”
Billie grunted and responded, “Fuck you-,” his lips were collided by the demon’s. He tried to break away from the kiss, but the demon held his face still and deepened it.
No matter how much Billie struggled to move, he’s stuck by the demon’s forceful powers. His mouth muffled in the kiss, and then the demon’s tongue forced its way inside. It was longer than a human’s, the two muscles intertwined, twirling around each other making the kiss a salivating mess in their mouths. The sensation was starting to heat up. Billie was losing his breath as he kept on trying to break it off, but still no use. He doesn’t know what else he could to do but to just let it happen, he felt his entire body getting hot and numb. Their nude bodies friction against each other.
It made him wonder if this how it really is when having a sleep paralysis. A demon laying its whole weight on you.
They finally broke off, Billie gasped for some air and a string of saliva fell in-between their lips. He was somewhat taken back by the make out session, compared to any other guy or girl he has kissed. The demon traveled his kisses down Billie’s neck, chest, and slithered his sharp tongue to his sensitive hardened nipples. With his hands he cupped both of his pects giving massaging motions. Billie mewled having his nipples and muscles being teased around. His skin shivered down to his cock erecting slowly. The kisses and salivating tongue traveled further down. Billie yelped and hissed at his skin being nipped painfully on his waist area, he glanced down at the demon. There was a red mark with a tiny bit of blood seeping out.
“What the fuck!” he shouted.
The demon licked and sucked the wound, “Mmm. For someone who I despise. You have such a delicious body.” His left hand made its way down from Billie’s waist, to his thighs, opening his legs wider.
“I could just eat you up. Literally.” He cackled. “A few more bites and you’d be my full course meal.”
Billie gave him a look of frustration, but his erection was making him sensitive, causing him to weaken.
The demon grinned at Billie’s twitching cock, giving it a flick with his fingers, making him flinch.
“What a poor thing, waiting to be used,” he spoke to the phallus. He bent down and dragged the tip of his pointed tongue from the shaft all the way to the tip. Billie’s breath shook, until he felt a hot moist surrounding on his cock. The demon deep throated Billie’s cock in his mouth all the way with good reflux, bobbing his head with slurping and sucking sounds from his tongue twirling around inside.
This has to be the most wildest head Billie has ever gotten. He wailed feeling his cock being devoured, arching his back like as if his soul was being taken.
The demon stopped and sees how spent Billie looked. “Oh, we’re not done yet. Not by a longshot.” He shifted back. “We still haven’t gotten to the best part for myself.”
Billie can’t even think or speak, he’s too weak from what just happened, he fluttered his eyes down.
“Oh don’t worry, I’ll go easy on you. However…” The demon said and lowered himself to Billie’s inner thighs, placing some kisses. His voice dropped to a whispering tone. “I can’t promise that.” His hot breath had Billie trembling.
The demon drags his tongue out and instantly licks the small anus entrance, receiving a whimper from Billie. His tongue gave twirling movements slicking around the rim. With his hands, he grabbed both ass cheeks, and spreads them apart, using his thumbs to open up, and there he sees an entry. In a quick single motion, he forcefully wriggled his entire tongue in. Billie gasped and arched his back again, letting out a loud quivering whine. He could feel the slimy muscle wiggling around inside his walls, his cock spasmed, like a leaking faucet of pre-cum. He can barely control his cries, he’s never been eaten out before.
Even worse, with a demon.
A deep ‘mmm’ from the demon’s mouth vibrated, making Billie’s body squirm, and for him go deeper. The singer couldn’t stand it and accidentally moaned out, “Ohh fuck-!”
The demon backed out licking his lips with an evil chuckle. “You seem to be enjoying this.”
Billie stayed silent from the embarrassment.
“What? Loss for words?”
Only small groaning sounds were his response.
The demon raised and eyebrow at him and shrugged, “Guess I’ll take my time down here then.”
As he was about to continue what he was doing, Billie spoke.
“Wait.”
The demon paused and eyed up at him. “Hmm?”
“I…I want…to feel-,” Billie paused for a moment. He hesitates to utter the last few words and spoke, “More of…you.”
The demon guy smirked, “Looks like you’re giving in and want me that bad.” He crawled back on top of him, growling, like he’s so ready for his prey to devour. “Such a needy whore you are.” He aligned his cock teasing Billie’s anus entrance, he keeps his eyes onto the shy singer, analyzing his reaction.
The tips is in and Billie winced, feeling the slightest stretch his asshole takes. He then realized he can move his arms again. It looks like the powers worn out or been removed.
Technically he could escape and run if he wanted to and exorcise his demon with some crucifix or some holy water, but he doesn’t have any of those in the house.
Instead, everything they were just doing.
He wants more. He wants to feel this guy inside him.
Desperately.
Billie wrapped arms around the demon guys neck and pulls him in to crash their lips together. They went in for the kiss passionately. He feels his legs being moved up closer his head, and the demon roughly pushes his hips into him.
A choking out moan escaped out of Billie’s mouth breaking the kiss. His finger nails clawed the demons back. His legs started trembling for taking a full cock without preparation.
This guys size. How deep inside he was.
The demon started grinding his hips back and forth at a normal pace but rough, while holding down both Billie’s thighs at an angle.
“Fuck,” Billie breathed out. Every thrust pushes a delicious moan out of him. “Please…bite me.”
At this point Billie was out of it. The sex was too good that he’s not even his right state of mind. Just in erotic mode.
This made the demon guy have the opportunity to use him up real good. He leans down to start biting his neck and sucking any small bit of blood that oozes out while still thrusting. Billie’s whimpered at the slight bit of pain.
The sound of it was pleasuring for the demon, his tail swayed side to side increasing the thrust speed.
“G-God your cock is s-so…full in…side m-me,” Billie’s voice shaking at every pounding his gets, into his sweet spot area. “Fuck- it feels so fucking good!” His moans got more ecstatic, he eagerly reached to his leaking cock and stroked himself to the same speed of his ass getting railed.
The red tail was stimulating around and coiled itself around the demons thigh as a second caressing touch, adding more pleasure to his action. As the moment intensifies, his thrusts become more forceful and rapid. His front hair bangs start to shuffle, and two small red horns emerge from his forehead, gradually growing larger.
The force was so intense, Billie’s moans got more hoarse, grasping onto the demons back, taking all the hard poundings to his ass.
“Oh god-!” He shouted.
Another growling response from the masked demon, marking biting spots on Billie’s collar bone and neck. A few of them were bruised.
Billie was a fucking sweating moaning mess, he threw his head back. “Fuck! I’m aboutta cum!”
The demon groaned, giving his final, powerful thrusts. With a final, deep push, he released his orgasm, his tail swung in a crooked motion. Billie cried out cumming all over between their stomachs, and gasped some air to breathe.
The horns shrunk back down until they weren’t visible on the demons head anymore, his body collapsed on top of Billie’s chest.
The air in the room was thick and humid, especially around the bed. Theirs bodies covered in sweat on top of each other, breathing heavily.
Billie hears a vibrating sound coming from this guy. He’s purring. Is this guy really already relaxing himself on top of him, for real? Looking down at him. He hesitated for a moment before raising his arm to pet the guy’s hair. It was sweaty. Gross.
However, couldn’t help but to realize on how this human-like demon kept his mask on during the entire sex. Slowly, he carefully grabbed the piece of fabric, and pulls it off from his head.
Once the mask was slipped off. The demon quickly jerked up. “Hey-HEY!” He snatched the mask off of Billie’s hand and scattered off of him.
Right as their eyes met, his face fully exposed, Billie instinctively edged away from him in shock and bewilderment with no words coming out of him.
The demon guy snapped at him. “Don’t you know anything about keeping your hands to yourself!”
“Y-you…look just like me? How?”
This was confusing Billie even more than before. He just had sex with a demon who looks like a clone of himself. He’s familiar with something called a “doppelgänger”. Only this one has a tail and horns.
The demon snarled, “Shut up!” and slipped the sweaty mask back on and turned away, huffing in frustration. “Everyone keeps saying that!” His tail whipped around, almost like an angry cat when it’s about to pick up a fight.
There was no time to overthink for Billie, he stared at the demon clone of himself facing the opposite direction. He had to ask some questions.
“Do you even have a name?”
“Of course I do, dumbass,” the demon guy responded harshly looking over his shoulder. “It’s…Fink.”
“Fink?”
“Yeah? What. You think it’s funny?” Fink turned his body back around, his expression started to get gnarly and threatening. His tail swayed around aggressively.
Billie jolted at his reaction, “No-No…No. I think it’s a very…cool name,” he glanced away scratching the back of his head awkwardly.
Fink’s expression calmed, yet still held a hint of resentment. He slumped his shoulders, his tail slowed down and relaxed.
“How do you know about me?” Billie asked. “-and why do you hate me so much?”
Fink’s expression filled with disdain, let out a sigh and refused to listen to another word, knowing he could’ve just leave him like nothing ever happened.
“Because of your shitty band. Green Day.” He exaggerated the bands name. “You guys think you’re so better than my own band? Surpassing our fame? Also because of you, I have people always telling me I look exactly like you. That’s why I keep this on,” he points at the stripped mask he’s wearing.
Billie blinked and raised his eyebrows. They just met, and these are the reasons why this demon hates him? “Y-your band?”
“Yeah. I have my own band. I am the lead singer and guitarist of The Network.“
“I…I never heard of you guys before.”
Fink scowled at him, “Well DUH. Stupid. As you can obviously tell, I said earlier that I’m not from around here.”
“Well, yeah. I mean, you’re a demon who came to my room and…fucked my ass-“
Fink placed his hand over his Billie’s lips to shut him up.
“Yeah-yeah I know, but I’m also an incubus.”
Billie moved his hand away and furrowed his eyebrows, puzzled. “Like another name for a succubus?”
“Uh, yeah. For demon guys like me go out possessing any women’s night for sex, but I go specifically towards men.”
The two stared at each other, and Fink got annoyed real fast.
“What? Don’t look at me like that!”
“And you came to my room, just to fuck me?”
“It could’ve been worse. I could’ve killed you on the spot if I wanted to. I would eat your entire organs and then take your soul, but because I do this sex thing as a side job, and also being in my own band.”
Fink smirked at the next thing he says, “I wanted to torture you with my own cock.” He crawled up to Billie’s face. “Just like how you begged for it. Like a good whore.”
Billie’s cheeks flushed pink not wanting to make any eye contact with this demon being very close. It just felt weird like it’s his own reflection, but a malicious version of himself.
“So then what? You have sex with me as a way of revenge, and then torment me.”
Fink made a thinking face and then, “Yeah. Exactly!”
Cocky bastard.
“Y’know you are one of the biggest jerks I’ve ever met,” Billie spat at him.
“Listen Billie Joe,” Fink’s expression darkened under his mask. Just like his soul, with a cold stare. His voice lowered, “I know everything about you.”
Billie was feeling uneasy with his presence and threatening tone. He could feel the anxiety tensing up his body.
“I’ve seen you everywhere you perform. The way you tease in front of thousands of people. Touching yourself, moaning like a slut, and grinding on the floor like some bitch in heat. Not only that, but I was also there during the times you would hook up with your band mates and other guys more than chicks, it just explains to me the type of man you really are.”
His voice turned increasingly sinful. “I was always there, ever since you made that American Idiot.”
Everything Fink was saying to Billie was in fact true. He cannot deny he hasn’t done any of it. He pretty much has been stalked by a demon.
“You were stalking me this whole time?”
Fink had a smug of just pure evil.
The stare was disturbing Billie. “Do you even have any friends where you come from?”
“Yes I do Mr. American Idiot. I’ve got Van Gough, Snoo, Balducci, Captain Underpants, and Z…that’s my bro. Not biologically, I mean as in ‘my BRO’. They are all my band mates.”
“Those are…oddly strange names,” Billie commented. “I’m sure your band is awesome. Sorry that we outshined your band, really I am.”
Fink frowned and backed away. “Whatever. I’m done here.” Fink floats off the bed and snapped his fingers, now wearing his red leather outfit again.
“Oh, and by the way, no one is going to believe you about what we just did anyways. Just know that I’m watching everything you do. Or I could be enjoying a night out with my friends.” With that, he opens the portal that leads back to the other side of his universe.
Billie was in awe, how is that even possible? Another side of the world? However, he had no time to ask about it, he doesn’t want to keep this guy here for too long.
“Aren’t you going to get yourself cleaned up instead of going out dressed?” Billie questioned the red leathered Fink.
“How about fuck you,” Fink flips him off and vanished through and the entire portal disappears.
Now that hellish fiend is gone. Billie sighed in relief, he can finally get some rest. Although, he still can’t process what in the hell just happened.
“Asshole,” he muttered.
The room was now silent. No more of that bickering lunatic son of a bitch. Now that he thinks about it. This demon was really good at sex. Billie had never experienced anything like this before. Even though he looks exactly like him, it makes sense why he keeps the mask on to avoid getting recognized.
Maybe sometime they’ll meet again, and perhaps they’ll get along.