Date: Fri, 10 Jan 2020 12:46:18 +0000
From: encolpius1@protonmail.com
Subject: Devil Boys 20

				DEVIL BOYS
				    By
				 Encolpius


DISLAIMER: This story is fiction.  Any similarity to actual persons or
events is purely coincidental. Neither the place nor the person is real.

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				  TWENTY
			      CONNOR'S STORY

	Here's how you get high on Erosia.

	It takes at least 20 minutes to come up. Just about the time it
took to pass out the samples of the spiked Flor de Cana to the last of the
guys in and around the pool to the time Red shook his dick at the crowd.  A
good 20 minutes.

	Then you get a little light headed.  The colors seem more vibrant.
The sounds crisper.  You seem to focus on details.

	You don't really hallucinate unless you take big doses.  Devil Boys
take big doses.  But not too big.  That's when you get paranoid and
irritable.  You have to modulate.  Trust me, as a group we are good at
modulating our drug intake and holding our alcohol.  `

	Then it's more energy.  You are very sociable and talkative.  You
can do anything.  All things seem possible.  You can be creative, drawing
and music and the like.  You laugh and you giggle and everything is fun and
light and great.

	And horny.  Very, very, very horny.  Insatiably horny.

	The plateua is 6 hours and then you come down for 3 or 4 hours.

	We took it at 7:30 pm.  We'll be in the plateau, horny and single
minded at midnight.

	And we have a baptism.  Two new Devil Boys.

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	In the youth home, in foster care, they don't give a shit about you
when you turn 18. You're on your fucking own.

	Now I'm on my fucking own.

	And I need money.

	You can say what you fucking want to but I need fucking money.
Security deposits and shit, food.  You know, fucking necessities.
Education would be nice.  A decent job one day.  So here are my choices: I
can keep doing what I am fucking doing (which is the fucking Taco Bell) or
I can do something different.  I need money and I need money now.  So. I
filled out model applications. Sent pictures.  I don't give a shit.  I've
sucked dick plenty. I've been fucked.  I was the cum dump of the youth
home.

	There was one site that I liked. Devilboys.com.  It was gay porn
but it was like porn and religion, which is a strange mix.  It was like
porn as religion.  Sex as a religion.  Partying as a religion.  So, God
isn't God.  God is Molchos and he is an evil shit.  The real God is Adonis.
And Adonis says that gay is good, fucking is good, wine is good, herb is
good, life is fucking good.  I don't know if its a joke or a satire or what
but I am fucking sold.  Queer is where it's at. So I sent them an
invitation.

	A guy named George called me.  We talked and he offered to have me
come to Orlando.  Shit yeah.  He was talking crazy money too: $500 to jack
off, 1500 to top and 2 grand to bottom.  I told him I'd come but I needed
money bad.  He said I would do a J/O, top and 2 bottoms.  That's 6 grand.
More later if I still wanted to work with him.  Cool.

	I got STD's tested and I held off from nutting for 3 long days.
Then a flight from ATL to MCO, my first.  George met me at the airport and
he took me to a hotel to stay in while I was there.  I went out to eat with
him and, weirdly, his two sons and a couple of other guys.  The two kids
knew what their Dad did and were cool with it.  It was pretty clear that
they were gay too and I thought that maybe they weren't like real brothers
but boyfriends but that would be too weird.  There were three other models
and I was going to hook up with all three of them.  One was this guy Buck,
who was like a muscle guy but super smart, and a blond headed boy named
Dillon and a long haired twink named Christian.

	I asked him if he was serious about the religious shit on the site,
because there were like tenets of the faith and shit.

	"Buck is an actual Adonist, a true believer.  An actual Devil Boy"
George said.  He kind of stared at the boys and very slightly motioned them
to not say anythnig.  When I looked confused, he explained "Devil Boys are
a group of young gay boys totally committed to Adonis and that vision of
life"

	"You mean by fucking?"

	"Yeah" Buck said.  "Fucking, drugs and a celebration of life"

	I looked at him. "And the fucking Christians are evil?"

	"Yeah, pretty much"

	I nod.  "Cool.  Sign me up.  I hate those hypocritical fuckers. I'm
down for going to church and getting my dick sucked"

	The next day at this studio, we did pics frist.  Clothed and then
naked.  The other boys helped out with the lights and reflectors and
shit. I didn't mind being naked.  I got nothing to be ashamed of.  And they
are all gay.  They said so.  I helped out with Buck's photo shoot and he is
one hot fucking dude.  I mean he is fucking tight.  I couldn't wait to get
it on with him.  Then me, George and another guy named David went to a set
made up like a bedroom for me to do my solo.  We do the intro shit, name
(Connor isn't my real name), age (18), stats (5' 11" 160 lbs).

	"How old were you when you lost your virginity?"

	"11" I said.

	"11?" George replied, astonished.

	"Yeah, he was 15 and I think he lost his virginity to me"

	"What happened?"

	I shrugged.  "He was my foster brother. He showed me some porn and
then showed me how to jack off.  After a while, he sucked me and I sucked
him and he fucked me"

	"Were you even old enought to cum"

	"You mean, shoot?  Nah.  But I had orgasms.  I loved it. I wanted
to do it all the time.  I still want to do it all the time"

	"You still with him?" George asked

	'Nah. The fosters found out.  They shipped my ass out.  He was
their real son, so they couldn't get rid of him."

	"Where was the weirdest place you've had sex?"

	I smile.  "In the woods.  In the storeroom at the Taco Bell.  I've
sucked a lot dick in the shower of the boy's home.  Took it in the ass a
few times there. I'm definitely an exhibitionist."

	"That works for porn" George said.  "You ever been with a girl"

	I nod my head.  "No interest"

	"Cool.  Like to party?"

	I laugh.  "Fuck yeah. I'm 18.  I'd live high if I could"

	I had to pull off my shirt.  He complimented my body.  I'm not
super built - not like that Buck kid - but I have actual pects and abs and
delts.  I got a lean, hard look.  Off come my shorts and I am in a pair of
Calvins that George loaned me.  They highlight my bulge.  The camera pans
up and lingers on the mid section.  I turn around and lower the fabric to
show ny round ass.  Then back around to see my trimmed pubes then show it
all. I'm not hung like a horse but I'm hung well enough.  It's cut.

	I wasn't nervous jacking off on camera at all.  I liked it. I
enjoyed it. George and David both got hard.  Since I haven't nutted in a
while, it was a big glob and it hit me in the face, dripping off my chin.
I laughed and licked it up off my finger.  Both George and David
complimented me on the solo and I felt really good about it.  I got
something to eat and hung out while they filmed Buck fucking Dillon.  We
went out for dinner and then went back to the hotel and hung out for a
whle.  Buck had some high quality chronic and we all got baked.  Buck
talked about the whole Adonism thing, about how his boyfriend had some
vision while tripping on acid.  I thought that was totally cool, a religion
that's a fucking hallucination because all the other bullshit is just a
fucking hallucination too.  At least these guys are honest about it. And
they like to party.

	The next day was my first action scene.  I was supposed to fuck
long hair Christian.  I didn't mind that at all.  He's a twink but he's
cute and hot enough.  I was pretty horned up just doing stills wiht him.
We had to kiss and he's a pretty good kisser.  We had to pose naked and I
got hard easy.  George told me I was a natural.  I was kind of proud of
that.  I hung out in the studio set while the other camera guy got all the
lights and shit set up.  He lives over in Tampa and just moonlights doing
this.  His steady job is in a porn store/theatre.  He said he was an
Adonist too and I asked him why.

	"I'm a registered sex offender and that's cool with them.  Man-boy
love is not a big deal with them at all"

	"Like .... fuck" I say.  "Grown men and little boys?"

	"Yeah"

	"Cool.  Could be hot. Never know" I say.  I meant it too.

	We did the intro and then the kissing.  We strip in stages as we
rub and kiss and tongue each other.  He's got a nice sized dick of course
and I sucked it down.  All the way.  The thing about porn is that it's stop
and go and they tell you what to do.  You have to be mindful of the camera
without looking into it because the camera has to capture the action. It's
actually hard fucking work I suck, he sucks and then we fuck.  Three
positions.  Finally I cum on his face.

	"Were you nervous" George asks

	"Nah" I answer.  "I think this is totally cool.  I'm loving porn."

	That night we get baked again and I asked Buck about the Devil
Boys.  I guessed, in a way, I was one too since I was on Devilboys.com. But
really, not so much.  You have to be gang fucked in by the others, covered
in cum and then have is washed away with piss.  Then you committ to serving
Adonis.  Like working in porn or being a bartender ar running a club or
shit like that.  Promoting sex and partying.  Sounds fucking perfect to me.

	Day three, I fucked Dillon.  That was totally cool but the one I
wanted was doubled up.  Getting fucked by Buck. My dick was twitching when
we did the stills. He's not super hung or anything but it's the whole
package.  And I wanted his package in me..We did all the staged sex shots
but I wanted the real thing.  And I think he was hot for me too.  We had
real chemisty.  I think even George - who Buck called Daddy - could feel
it.  We didn't do an intro set up.  We just went at it.  He just threw me
on the bed and started kissing me and pulling my clothes and his. I was
hard in an instant.

	"Get those clothes off" he said to me, I think lust in his voice.

	I pulled off my shirt and undid my shorts as he stripped too.
Before I could even get my underwear down, he was all over me,his hand on
my crotch.  He was hard too, tenting up his underear.  I reached up and
stripped them partway down and then Buch quickly got rid of them.  He was
handling me roughly as he leaned over to kiss me.  George and David were
just going to thave to keep up it looked like. The other two scenes were
staged and took a whle to do.  Me and Buck were just going at it.  He got
down between my legs and stated licking and sucking on my junk through the
fabric

	"Fuck" he said, tearing off my underwear.  My dick was hard.

	He took it down.  All the way.  Fuck, it felt fine.  Hard suctiona
nd tongue action and it was fucking fine.  He has sucked a ton of dicks.
You can tell.  All the way off and then all the way down. He rubbed on my
balls snf yhrn sucked them, licking my taint hard.  But then back to the
shaft and it felt amazing.  I rubbed his short hair, almost militray style
cut, as he bobbed up and down on my pole.  It was, so far, eveything I had
hoped the first time I fucing saw him.

	"Suck him Connor" I heard George - Daddy - say.

	Buck stood up and I sat up and gobbled his fine hard fuckstick
down, all the way.  No gag, no way.  I've sucked dick too.  And I moved
back and to on it.  Sucking I was more aware of the cameras than I had been
getting sucked but I was mostly focused on making Buck feel good.  Them
flming it just made it better.  I went after his dick because I wanted it
so bad.  I stroked my own fatty while I did it because I was that horned
up.  David squated down to film me doing it.

	I don't know, he might have blown in my mouth if Daddy hadn't
stopped us.  His ball were tight up against his body.

	"You guys take a break but stay hard. We'll do doggy first, bent
over the bed."

	'I don't need a break, do you?" Buck asked

	'Fuck no.  Let's go" I said.  "And I can take it rough"

	We got back down in our positions but just for him to lift me up
and spin me around and push me over the bed. My legs apart, my hole
pre-greased, he rammed his cock into my ass.  He rammed it hard.

	""Fuck man, fuck me" I said. "Fuck me hard"

	"Man, what a fucking hot hole.  Fuck"

	He pounded it, hard.  There was a slapping sound as his body
collided against mine.  They were all around, filming it, even getting my
facial expression as he tore me the fuck yo.  How did I look?  Like a boy
gettng plowed hard and loving it, that's how.  He grunted and I moaned and
he fucked the shit our of me.

	We went to reverse cowboy.  Daddy wanted to film me riding him with
my own hardon sticking up.  I reached down to grab my balls out of the way
so they could get a clean shot of his dick in my ass. I rode him too and I
was hard, hard as shit, still loving it.  As good as it felt to me, I knew
he was frustrated, He desperately wanted to pound myself and I wanted him
too just as much but I knew that the video of me riding him was going to be
hot.

	"Okay, roll over for spoon" Daddy said.

	I was kind of glad.  I'm getting close.  I fall over and Buck gets
behind me and it takes a second to get settled, my leg up so the camera can
see it.  Then it went it.  He did fuck me as hard -- he couldn't in that
position - but it was fast and urgent and I was pulling on my hard dick,
lost in hust.  Then I knew I had to stop.  I'd cum too soon. I just closed
my eyes and let him pound my ass.

	Then without touching it, I knew what was going to happen. "I;m
gonna cum" I said

	It spewed out, hands free, flying out of my dick and David was
there to film it.  Then we got set up, Buck over me jacking off.  He came
on my face.  I big nice glob hit my tounce and I swallowed it down.  I used
my finger and gathered up some more to eat.  They got that on camera too.

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	The freedom of others should be respected, including the freedom to
offend.

	Christians have to right to proselytize for their religion. They
haee a right to publish their beliefs, to display ads, to even knock on my
door.  I have the right to tell them to go away.  Muslims have a right to
their religion.  Same for Buddhists, and Hindu's and Bahai'i and for
atheists.  They have a right to advocate for what they believe in.  Even
during the debates over an amedment to ban gay marriage in 2004, many silly
things were said.  It was claimed by Chrustuab in the Senate that marriage
had always been the union of one man and one women.  That is ridiculous.
For most of human history, it was definied at the union of one man and as
many women as he could afford.  Solomon supposedly had 700 wives and 300
concubines (and plenty of stamina).  Then it became an agreed arrangement
regarding property and to ensure the legitimacy of children.  Only recently
was it a union of one man and one woman in something approaching equality.
But, people had the right to advance their phony arguement just as others
had the right to call them out on it.

	But, and this is the important part, your rights end where mine
begin.  You have a right to try to persuade me but you do not have the
right to coerce me.

	This is what I believe