Date: Wed, 18 Jan 2017 19:56:56 +0000 From: J a skehan Subject: Hank the trucker 4 The usual applies- If you shouldn't be here or if acts of gay love offends you, get out of here! If you enjoy this type of story send a donation to nifty at nifty.org/donate. If you're still here unzip, grab a cum rag, and enjoy. Hank Tucker 4 cajuncock From part 3 I put my hand on his knee and whispered "But maybe we might want to consider it more than recruiting." He beamed as he opened his legs wider. I hoped that tonights' layover would cement what we have. ***************************************************************************** It had been decided that the sponsor of each boy would be responsible for his preparation for entry into the church community of Priapus. The lessons on fertility and man love would occur in the week before the final ceremony. The doctor had agree to test the boys individually so that they would not see the others. Each sponsor would bring the boy to his office after hours. A complete physical would accompany the testing. Strict instructions had been given to the boys to abstain fron any form of sex for a month. This was particularly difficult for the teens with their raging hormones. Each night the sponsors would spend an hour going over the writings prepared by the members and the history of the Priapus worship. On the night chosen the sponsors were to take the boys to their homes, administer a series of cleansing scented enemas, grease theri holes with lube, dress the boys in the chosen garment, a white, short tunic and offer them a special drink. The church members gathered an hour before the ceremony to prepare the altar and themselves. They were all to wear a hooded, black cape that reached their knees, nothing else. The bishop, elected by the members annually, wore a long scarlet robe with a gold belt. On his face was a mask representing the god, Priapus. It covered the upper part of his face and was emblazened with the symbol of fertility-the penis and balls. He wore a green mitre on his head with interlocking snakes. His staff, an elongated cock and oversized balls was carried before him at the start of each service. In preparation for the ceremony the members covered the altar in a black rubber sheet. The sacred Priapus in polished wood was the only thing on the altar. The sponors had been given a strict time to arrive with their charges. Each boy was to be blindfolded before entering the barn. They were not allowed to see each other before the ceremony. A silver necklace was placed around each boy's neck. From it hung the image of a cock. At 9PM exactly a bell sounded indicating that the first of the boys and sponsors had arrived. The blackclad members stood around the wall, candles in their hands, their stiff cocks tenting their robes. The hoods were pulled low to cover their faces. One by one the boys arrived with their sponsors. Each pair stood before the altar with the sponsors standing behind their boy. A single bell rang and the sponsors removed the blind folds. Devin looked shyly to his side to see the football team coach, the sponsor, and the quarterback, his boy. He recogonized other boys from his school. Some were with their fathers or uncles. Others were with men he didn't know. He quickly turned his eyes forward. One by one the boys approached the bishop, knelt and swore to honor the rule of Priapus. As the last boy returned to stand with his sponsor, the bishop indicated that the boys should remove their garment. Each one did as he was told. The sponsors pushed the boys to their knees, ready to receive the bishop's cock blessing. The bishop then anointed each boy with the sperm from the members gathered before the ceremony. Each boy was given a small spoonful poured over the bishop's cock to suck. After each boy received the blessing the sponsor turn him around and bent him over to receive the bishop's flesh staff, hidden under his robe. Each boy was given three hard pushes by the bishop's stiff member. The sponsors were then told to take their places at their boys rear and inject their holy sperm into the new members. Hank and Devin were the last to enter the barn. Hank was anxious to present Devin to the members. He had spent an hour opening him up with his fingers and a dildo. The special drink, a mixture of sex stimulants had been shared by both of them. Walking into the prepared chamber he noticed that one of the sponsors was a hunky young policeman from the town. His boy was a swim team member. Another was a minister with his own son. The town councilman, the mayor, the bank president, the high school football coach were all there with their young charges. There were six pairs in all. When the bishop, who was the police chief of the town, had given Devin a pump with his cock, it was Hank's turn. He walked behind Devin as another member of the congregation stepped in front of Devin to offer him his stiff tool and to hold him for penetration. Hank's stiff cock slowly, painlessly entered into Devin's hole. Devin's cries of "Yes!" joined that of the other boys. Each sponsor was to deposit his seed, the source of life, into his boy. The other members looked on while jerking their swollen cocks under their robes. The hoods were thrown back to reveal their faces. It was a mixed group of men- ages, colors, body types. All with stiff cocks ready to take the new members. Hank yelled as he gripped Devin's hip and deposited his load into the boy. Men lined up ready to take their turn on the boy of their choice. The quarterback was very popular with his muscled body and blond, short hair. His sponsor had shaved his body hair and oiled his body so it shown in the candle light. The other boys were not neglected. Each one received sperm from at least six men and offered their own, young sperm to a number of members. The special drink had given them a renewed sex drive. After the ceremony the boys were permitted to take each other in any way they wanted. There were couplings of every form. The members of the congregation applauded and encouraged the boys. By midnight everyone was sated and Priapus was well honored. The room was cleaned and Hank left with Devin for his bedroom, just the two of them. Devin lay on the bed on his stomach as Hank lay between his legs rimming his cum filled ass. He tried to get all of the accumulated sperm offerings out of his boy before depositing his own again. Finishing with the rimming he turned Devin on his back. Both were still in state of excitement. "Have you had enough cock for the night?" he asked. Devin looked up and pulled Hank down for a deep kiss before saying "Never can have too much of your cock." Hank pushed just the tip of his rigid 8 inches into the warm hole before Devin grabbed Hank's butt with his feet to pull him all the way in with a loud moan. Both wanted to utter the new "L" word to express their need. Ok, you asked for it: The Priapus ceremony of the sacred sperm. Praise be to the almighty, life giving cock and it's sacred seed. Thanks for all of you who have encouraged me to finish. Remember to send a token of your appreciation (not your cum rag!!) to nifty.org/donate. Comments are welcomed.