Date: Sat, 25 Nov 2017 13:03:44 +0000 From: revjpgibson@hotmail.com Subject: Son of Satan chapter 5 SON OF SATAN BY Rev. Jesse Penfield Gibson, MDiv, DMin DISCLAIMER: This story, in its enterity, consists of a number of sins: both gay and straight sex, including with minors, incest, mind-control, devil worship, drug and alcohol use. If you find this objectionable, do not read. If you find this erotic, please enjoy. Complaints, compliments, comments to revjpgibson@hotmail.com Please donate to Nifty to keep the stories coming FIVE Josh sent him home. As he peddled home, Theo thought about Justin and what Josh would do for him or to him. Even though he was a little kid, Theo could figure out some things. First, Josh was serious about Satan. But Justin was a believer too. He believed a lot more in Satan than his foster parents believed in their pussy ass God. He sensed the darkness in Justin and liked it. Respected it. Was turned on by it. He knew introducing him to Josh was the right thing to do. Justin will come to really appreciate it. They were waiting up for him. The old man was up like a bolt when he came in the door. "Where have you been?" "Out. WIth some friends" Theo answered. He loathed them. Hated their very sight and smell and the meanness of them. "It's after 11" the old man said. "Yeah" Theo answered "Watch your attitude, young man" the old bitch said. "Go to your room. We'll figure out your punishment." "I'm getting my belt. I'll beat the attitude out of you. 'spare the rod, spoil the child'. Should have beat you more than we did" "You're not fucking hitting me, not ever again" Theo said. It was a cold fury. "What did you say?" the old man said. THeo stared at him, thoughts of violence entered his mind, flashing images of the violence he would do and then settled on it. Like Darth Vader, he would take his breath away. He concentrated on that. Suddenly, the old man looked terrified. His hands went to his throat. He ws clearly panicking. The old woman seemed frozen in place. Theo was so startled by what was happening -- it was almost subconscious but it found expression in the real world. The old man sank to his knees, gasping for air. His fall broke the spell for the old woman who rushed to her husband's side. "You're evil" the old woman said, looking up at him. "Yeah," THeo said, "I am. At least the way you think about evil but to me you're the evil ones" They were terrified and Theo could feel the terror from them long after he retreated to his room and they to the master bedroom they no longer shared together. He knew they were discussing him -- not suspected, knew--and that they were desperate for solutions. They feared his growing power and considered exorcism but didn't know how to accomplish that. They were convinced that he had a demon in him, not knowing that he was a demon all unto himself. Theo smiled at that. He wasn't possessed by a demon, he was one. It's funny, he thought. Then he became aware that they had decided, at least they thought they had, his fate: turning him over to a Christian Children's Home. Theo kmew he would not go. No matter what. He knew what Josh offered was far better than what they offered, which he pretty much had decided was bullshit anyway. It was 2:30 AM when he eased out of his room to leave. He took nothing. There was nothing he wanted. He figured whatever came next would have no connection to what had all ready happened and none of his old life would make the cut anyway. He took his bike and headed out for Josh's. He ditched the bike when he got there and banged on the door. Terence answered and let him in. Theo headed down the hall, toward the sounds of moaning coming from Josh's bedroom, knowing that Josh wouldn't mind him barging in. He would even think it funny. There was a guy on top of Josh, fucking him, a grown man. Long curly black hair and a beard, looking a bit like Jesus from the pictures in the Bible. A hot and sexy Jesus, all lean and hairy chested. Theo did notice that guys perfect ass. But the other thing he noticed right away was that he couldn't sense anything from him. He must be like them. "Hello Brother" the man said. Theo was taken aback. Josh leaned up. "Oh, wow. I guess it's tonight, huh? Ok, cool. Agares, this is ... well ..." "Rosier" Agares said 'Yeah. So, this is my mate, Agares" Theo looked at him and then Josh. "Are we all actually brothers? I mean like real brothers?" "Yeah" Josh said. The two of them decoupled and struggled up on the side of the bed, still erect. THeo noticed that too. "But you are, like, married?" Agares laughed. "Well, it's not monogamous but we are mated." "And what's my name? My real name?" "Rosier" Josh answered. "Then that's what you call me" Theo said. He then explained the whole thing to Josh and Agares, about his parents and the Christian home and everything. Agares and Josh looked at each other. "Go back home" Josh said. "Hang out. This is going to work out. I promise." "They are going to call Brother Jim, the preacher." Agares said. "He knows all about the perfect school because we have been working on him. That's who they will call. Me. I will pick you up. You'll walk out of the house through the front door and you will never have to go back again after that." "Does it matter to you what happens to them after you leave?" Josh asked "No" Rosier answered. "Good. That makes it easier" "All of us are the same. We are all demons" the boy now named Rosier asked 'Basically" Agares answered "And I've lived before since, like, forever" "Not since the beginning of time but a long time" Josh answered. "What happened?" Josh shrugged. "One of Elohim's main guys, Michael, killed you. Not completely. He didn't destroy your soul which is pretty hard to do. So, Father remade you. Your mother was just an incubator. That's all. You are the same as you were the first time, Satan and Lilith, but this time she carried you. Somehow or another she left. Shouldn't have been able to but she was nephilim, actually by several generations. She was actually your granddaughter. So she figured out a way. Her plan was to hide you out until she could give you over to Elohim" "God" Rosier said "Not our God" Agares said. "What happened to her. Why didn't she?" Rosier asked "I killed her" Josh answered. Rosier smiled. "Good. She deserved it" "Now it's time for you to come home" Josh said. "I need to fuck first" Rosier said Agares smiled. "Yeah, you got to have priorities. Come to bed" Agares and Josh both were skilled lovers. The hardness of their bodies pressed against him felt good. Their erections were beautiful. Their bodies were perfection, lean and ripped, everything put together in perfect male fashion. Agares had more hair but he was also perfectly formed. Rosier felt young and small but they didn't seem to mind. They brought him in and Agares got between his legs to swallow up his prick. Rosier didn't know what to think, whether Josh and Agares were actually his brothers -- real life brothers-- or not but. still, a grown man was using his mouth to make love to his dick. One thing was for sure, he could not sense their mind and that meant they were strong and special and Rosier was willing to accept that he and they were demons. In fact, he liked it. Mostly, he liked that he could do what he wanted, including this. Rosier put Josh in his mouth. He wasn't nearly as expert but he was eager and he wanted the dick. They had fucked together but not each other and Rosier, as Theo, had lusted after his friend. Now, he got him. He took his cock in his mouth. All the way in. Down to it. Hard and slick. Agares was working down there and that felt good. Really good. Then a finger went in his ass. Rosier gasped. It felt so good. THen he knew he couldn't help it, it was too much. He couldn't stop. Agares kept going, stroking and sucking as Rosier lost control. It built and he know it. He couldn't pull away. He wanted to dump his load in the man's throat and he knew he would whatever the consequences. Stroke and suck and it built and built. More and more. He stopped sucking Josh and concentrated on his own pleasure. He needed it more and more. THen, just when he thought he couldn't stand it, he gasped, grunted and unloaded. "Go back home" Agares said. "When you see me, we've never met, okay?" Rosier had to trust them. He had no choice at this point. THey were the mechanism he had to leave his foster parents for good. To be free. And he believed them. But more importantly, he thought he could get out of any trouble he found himself in. So, he went along. The old people were cold and distant in the morning, sullen and resentful. He could tell that they planned to do as Josh said they would. He knew their plan. As far as Rosier was concerned, this day at school would be his last. He gave nothing away. He acted normally in class, goofed around with his friends (and they weren't the good kids either) and did his business. When he got home, there was a white Ford van parked in front of the house. Rosier thought to himself that it was really going down. He opened the front door and went in, expectantly. The first thing he felt was from the old people: satisfaction and happiness, relief that a problem was solved and the satisfaction of knowing that he wouldn't like their solution. They were mean and narrow minded. Sitting with them, were Agares and Terence. "Theo?" Agares said, standing up to greet him, his hand stuck out to shake as he got closer, "I'm John Agar. I'm the deputy headmaster at Trinity Christian. Your parents thought it best if you came and studied with us. We can help you come to a fuller understanding of the Lord and your place in his kingdom. How does that sound?" "All right I guess. Not like I got a choice" 'No, you don't" the old man said. "Can I get my stuff?" Agares smiled blandly. "Terry has all ready gotten what you will need. You don't need anything else." "Whatever" "Well, go ahead and say goodbye to your parents and then he'll shove off" Rosier shrugged. It was just a show but he still was kind of pissed at them. They were just giving him away. "Why? They're just kicking me out" "They love you and want what's best for you. Say goodbye" He hugged them in turn but it was loveless. He wanted to be gone and they wanted him gone. Terry stood up and took a duffel and Agares gently headed him toward the door. Rosier didn't turn around as he left. They were all silent as they headed toward the van, which for a second worried Rosier. maybe they were for real. He could read Terence and didn't sense that . As far as he knew it was going according to plan. They made it to the van and Rosier slid in the middle bench. The guy, Seth, older than him but hella cute, was also in the van. Agares drove and Terence slid into the passengers seat. "Seth is going to be your body servant, Rosier" Agares said as he drove away. "You've fucked him before of course" "Whatta you mean, body servant" "You're the master, he is the servant. He exists to do what you need" "Like anything?" "Like anything" Agares asked. Rosier smiled. He reached down, unzipped his pants and pulled out his cock. Seth scooted over and fell into his lap, taking it into his mouth.