Date: Sun, 18 Aug 2013 14:22:32 -0700 From: Dark Broski Subject: Daddy, The Devil, and Me Day 5 Day 4 - The Church Night, slightly before midnight Drake pulled up outside the church. He felt the air thick with tension. He could see lights flicking inside the cathedral as he walked up to the large wooden doors. He had the chest in hand, the ring inside it. He wasn't sure what was going to happen but he knew once he entered that church, his life would never be the same. He just hoped he wasn't too late for his son. He checked his watch. 11:40 PM. 20 minutes until midnight, and his son's birthday. As he reached to push open the door he felt a heat surge through his hand, as the burnt scars glowed, it reacted to the wood. Suddenly, a faint glowing outline of the eye appeared. It seemed to have been carved into the wood. He touched his hand to it and pushed, grimacing. Nothing in his wildest dreams could have prepared him for what he saw. Men. Naked men. All over, screaming, writhing. Their bodies intertwined. Fucking, sucking, some fisting, eating ass. All moaning, almost as if they were all one flesh, moving together, the altar was too dark to see but could see candles flicking in the distance. He slowly began to walk forward. The middle aisle clear. Beckoning him to follow, to meet his destiny. As he walked he looked side to side. Almost immediately he saw Gabe and Daryl, spit flying out of their mouths. Like dogs with rabies. Gabe's ass being brutally sodomized by his brother. He could hear Daryl screaming, "Fucking faggot brother! Can't get enough of my cock! I fucking hate you!" as he pulled his brothers hair and spit in his mouth. Gabe drenched in sweat, loving his brother's cock defiling him again. over and over. But his eyes were focused on something else. Drake noticed Gabe was eyeing all the cocks around them. Especially Drake's. His eyes full of longing. Some strange man...well maybe a man, Drake couldn't quite make it out. Stepped in front of Gabe's wondering gaze and shoved his cock into his mouth. "You fucking like that demon DICK Gabe!?" his brother shouted, smiling. Gabe whimpered like he was hurting. Drake's cock twitched. He pushed forward. Leaving the hot, twisted brothers to their debauchery. A few feet further he could make out Derek's father. Officer Harding. Still wearing his police boots, the chain necklace, but nothing else. He had his feet strapped into some stirrups. His legs spread wide. His ass completely open. His arms chained down behind him. Fucking him was some sort of machine with a long thick dildo on the end. Varying in speed as it went. "MORE! MORE! FILL ME UP MORE!" He was screaming. His cock hard, leaking precum everywhere. Men...or were they the demons from Drake's dream? Standing around him, constantly shooting load after load into his mouth. his tongue flailing wildly if any drop missed his mouth. His hairy chest wet with sweat and cum. One of the demons started moving the sling, ramming Harding into the fuck machine as it penetrated him deeper than before. Drake could almost hear the officer's asshole ripping, becoming looser and looser with each thrust. Drake's cock began to become chubby. Drake walked past the officer. There was no helping him. He had become a victim to his own perversions. He started getting closer to the altar of the cathedral. Where normally Father Nicholas would speak out to the congregation. He began to make something out, but then stopped dead in his tracks when he heard giggling. He turned to his left. There, near the confessional was Derek and the priest. "FUCK ME MY SON! MY COCK WAS MADE TO DEFILE YOU!" Nicholas was yelling. Derek, still with that stupid grin on his face was being raped by the priest. Stroking himself furiously. "I MUST FUCK THE SIN OUT OF YOU!" Nicholas had gone completely mad. He truly now believed that doing God's work meant raping young men. Fucking their souls out of them as Clarence had done to him. Derek had on his cap, beads of sweat running down his face from the brim. His body was jerking so fast against the former priests fucking that his tattoos seemed to be moving. "Teach me about our new lord father!" Derek moaned. "Our cocks and holes are meant for HIM" Nicholas began preaching while fucking the boy. "Only by giving HIM our souls will we know true happiness!" Drake noticed the earring in Derek's ear glowing. Much like the necklace on his father. Derek looked up at Drake and winked. In a flash, he stood up and pushed Nicholas on the ground and began fucking him missionary. Spitting in his face. "Fuck the church! Fuck Jesus!" Derek wailed. Drake could see his cock throbbing harder as he yelled these words. The former priest stroking his cock furiously. "Is this is what you want? To fuck little boys, fucking faggot priest?" Derek taunted. Nicholas didn't even respond. Lost in ecstasy, kissing his own arm muscle. Licking his own armpits. A demon came up behind Derek, and stuck its huge veiny cock into Derek. Soon all three were pumping and humping. Snarling and slobbering. Drake was hard. His hands were trembling. A voice in his head started, "Just give in. Just put on the ring. It's ok." "No." Drake thought. "I have to find Adam." Drake slowly turned away from the glorious threesome in front of him. He was almost to the altar. He could almost make things out... As he started up the steps the candles became brighter. There, completely nude laying on a table was his son. And slobbering on his cock, Clarence. Clarence began speaking as Drake reached the top of the stairs. "Glad that you could join us Drake..." "I brought what you wanted." Drake threw the chest down. "Oh come on...don't be so about business all the time...relax... I bet you've been wanting to get off. That is why you came right? You knew f you came, you could play around with the guys. Why look at me. I'm playing with this one. It looks like he's about to pop..." Clarence deep throated Adam. Adam's eyes glazed over, his head thrown back. Moaning. "I've come for my son Clarence." Drake said firmly. Trying not to acknowledge how hot his son's sexy body was glistening in the candle-light. "Oh come on...Adam is having a great time with me. Right Adam?" Clarence said looking over at Adam. Adam didn't respond. He just laid there. As if he was under some sort of spell. "What did you do to him?" Drake asked. "Why, nothing. I'm just giving him a bit of a helping hand. To help him become what he is meant to be." "Stop talking in riddles Clarence. Everything that has gone on...my dreams, these weird artifacts, everyone having sex. Those weird looking men..." "Oh come now Drake. We both know their not "real" men." Clarence huffed at him. "You saw what I was the moment we kissed, while you were fucking Derek...thinking about your boy-" "-Shut up!" Drake shouted. His cock was throbbing, his son's cock was throbbing. Clarence's tongue kept doing dance's on his son's cockhead. He needed to get him out of here. "I know you're rock hard Drake. Stop trying to fight it." Clarence teased. He stood up and walked over to Drake. His large 13 inch dick swinging between his legs. The precum oozing down one side of his leg. He checked his watch. "Well look at the time, I better make this quick. I don't want us to miss out on what I've waited a LIFETIME for!" "Explain yourself Clarence!" Drake shouted. "You see Drake. I've been watching you and your boy for a long time. A very. Long time. You see, I deal in the business of souls and when I come across one so fascinatingly...pure," he nods towards Adam, "I must collect it. He's an attractive young man. Athletic, yet never has had sex. Hasn't been afflicted by the negative and jaded by life the way others have. He had a very protective father. A father who loves him. A father who will do anything for his son." The more Clarence talked about Adam the more Drake's cock raged. It was almost tearing through his jeans. His breath going between rapid and heavy, unable to focus. "But in order to claim this soul for my own, it being so pure, certain things have to happen. It's so pure I can't seem to just fuck him and be done, as I would other people. You see, this town may be small, but the sin is large, and it was quite easy to get people to give into their darkest desires." "You didn't get anyone to give into anything! You just brainwashed them...or something!" Drake fought back. He was fighting the urge to adjust his cock. To take off his pants and let his Daddy Dick swing out like all the other flesh all around him. Adam's cock was still rock hard, and the clock was ticking... "No no no. You're wrong Drake. You see every single human has a dark side. A side that rarely can come out. Sometimes most people don't even know they have it. Everyone has one. But in this town, I was able to assemble seven individuals, including myself, that all have an affliction of one of the deadly sins. I just brought it out." Clarence points out into the pit of depravity behind Drake. A light is cast towards the back, onto Daryl and Gabe. "These two brothers started it all. They were so easy. Gabe is Envy. He always envied his brother. The way he got girls, his looks, his smarts. The envy grew so large, he became obsessed with his brother. Needing his constant approval. Needing his cock inside him to validate him. Where as Daryl, he always despised how dumb and pathetic his brother could be. So he showcased the perfect attributes towards Wrath. Furious at his brother, and that anger increasing to rage especially once his brother started taking his dick. It's how he expressed himself." As Clarence was talking Drake could see Daryl and Gabe. Daryl had Gabe in a pile- driver position and had his hands wrapped tightly around Gabe's throat. Gabe didn't even try to struggle. His eyes rolling in the back of his head due to lack of airflow. It was all worth it. To get his brother's dick inside him like that. Which of course only pissed Daryl off more. The violence of it all actually was a huge turn on to Drake, who began to lightly touch himself through his jeans. Then the light had gone, and moved over to Officer Harding in his sling. He had a funnel in his mouth, and was being double fucked by two demons. Howling in pleasure as their cocks filled the newly gaping ass of the officer. "Do I even need to tell you what this one is? 100% whore. He is the embodiment of the sin of Gluttony. He just can't get enough. Eventually his ass will learn to take three cocks. Maybe even four if we can figure out a position for it." The funnel in officer Harding's mouth was filled to the brim with cum. Whether it was man or demon seed Drake didn't know. But he did know that Harding was choking on it. Unable to drink it all. Literally drowning in semen. Every time he coughed jizz flew out of his mouth onto the bodies around him. Though he was choking on it, it was distressing him that he was accidentally spitting some out. He would let out a hard moan each time some of it left his mouth. He was truly a cum slut, and everybody's bitch. He no longer would be getting blowjobs from women hoping to get out of a ticket, he would be soliciting every inmate at the county jail to rape him. Fuck him. Cum inside him. "He always overdoes things. Over punishes his kid. Over abuses his power, just doesn't know when enough is enough. Are you really surprised he can't get enough cock and cum?" Drake had unconsciously slipped his jeans down to his thighs. His cock sticking out. Him stroking it carelessly. Thinking about how sticking his dick into that pool of cum in the funnel, then Harding's ass would feel. Using who knows how many different men's loads as lube to fuck the stupid pig. The light then traveled to Father Nicholas and Derek. Nicholas was on all fours getting fucked by a muscular demon while Derek sat on a pew, letting Nicholas deep throat his cock. That cocky smile said it all. He liked this, and didn't care who knew it. "The young tatted brat is the epitome of Sloth." began Clarence, "He doesn't like to have to work for anything, and just makes jokes about it. But in that lies a dark dark twisted perversion. He wants the world to be in chaos. So then he doesn't have to do anything. And hey, why not get off along the way? Funny thing is, he might be the only one out of all of you that understands what's going on. But he's just too damn lazy, or doesn't care enough, to do anything about it." Derek was looking up at them. Smiling. His smooth abs glistening in sweat and spit. He tipped his cap to Clarence as then he grabbed Nicholas by the throat and began throat fucking him long and deep. Just the way Drake had used his throat earlier that day. "And then there's the fucking Priest." said Clarence. Father Nicholas was bouncing his ass up and down on the dick inside him. His cross still wrapped around his neck. "His downfall was Pride. Being a man of God he was suppose to live for others, instead he secretly worshipped his own body, his own mind. He thought he could repent and wash away this sin. But, he just was too full of himself." Nicholas moved into a position where his ass was up against the edge of the pew, as his head was on the ground. His ass spread open to the ceiling. Derek bent down and began fucking him, as if he was planking his ass. Drake could see the pre-cum dripping from his cock into his mouth as he got fucked. His olive skin dancing in the light. It was so hot to Drake to see this man of God getting fucked by some punk kid. Just being a total slut. He was stroking his cock faster now. Letting the sin before him wash over him in a tidal wave of...of... "And that brings us to lust..." said Clarence. Drake turned around to face Clarence again. Cock in hand. "What...what have you done to me?" asked Drake. "Have you not been listening? I haven't done anything, except bring out your true self. Your true, dark, self. You, who had a son at a young age. You who since the moment I made my presence to you known, have been doing nothing but playing with your cock, fantasizing, fucking. You are the embodiment of lust." Drake tried to refute this, but it was kinda true. Whether Clarence had tricked him into it, or if as he said he really was always horny, he still had acted on all those things. "So that leaves..." "Greed. Correct." finished Clarence, "I'm entirely Greedy. I want the best souls this world has to offer. I want every soul. Even when I get every soul it will still not be enough. I can be satisfied for awhile when I get a nice, juicy pure one like your boy. But it doesn't last long." "Well why bother with the rest of us? Why not just take his soul?" asked Drake. "I can't. He's so pure I can't touch him until he's been defiled. The ceremony calls for his 18th birthday, surrounded by the seven sins, and for me to get the most out of his defiled soul, for him to be broken in by the biggest sin of all." "And that is?" asked Drake. "Incest." stated Clarence. Drake stopped stroking his dick and looked over at his son. There was a bead of precum sitting on top of his son's cockhead, getting ready to roll down the side of his shaft. Drake licked his lips. "You see," continued Clarence, "The love you have for your son is so powerful, as well as your lust, it will create a soul that has still only known love. Not broken, not tarnished by other things or outside forces. Just he will once again become one with the cock that gave him life." Drake shook his head. "No. No I won't do it." Clarence looked at his watch, only a couple minutes to midnight. "Why not? Haven't you been fantasizing about him lately? His young jock body. His scent. His cock. His sweat. You've been curious about it all. And here is your chance to explore him. All you have to do is put the ring on him. It will make everything easier. You wont be able to stop fucking him." Drake's cock was back to being hard at the thought. "But wait, how do you plan on taking his soul after I fuck him? And what's this weird state he's in." "Ugh, I don't have time to explain everything. He is like that because I hypnotized him to be, put up less of a fight and less questions. Would have done it to you but you have to do it on free will. Otherwise it won't work. Otherwise he won't feel the love and passion you have for him. Which will make his soul useless to me. Put the ring on him, and he'll go back to normal, and then you fuck him. Then I get his soul by fucking him right after." Drake had almost agreed. Him and his son bonding. Especially since he might be going to college soon. He was gonna miss him. And god, that cock and balls. That bubble butt. But then the idea of another guy fucking him? Hell no. "There is no way you are going to fuck my son Clarence!" Drake exclaimed. "Oh no? Let's see how you feel after you fuck him...." Clarence said as he opened the chest. The inside was glowing brightly. The ring calling out. Wanting to fulfill its purpose. Wanting Drake to fulfill his purpose. Drake couldn't resist that brilliant light. So warm. So welcoming. Each step he took closer to it the more his mind was at ease. Almost as if nothing else mattered. Just going to that light. He reached in and grabbed the ring. It was vibrating in his hand. Making the blood in his cock rush to the head. He could feel it throbbing. He looked over at Adam laying there. His vacant eyes. His hard cock. He couldn't leave his son like that. Adam's first fuck should be with someone he cares about, with someone he trusts, with someone who gave life to him. Drake, now completely nude like everyone else in the Cathedral of Sin began walking towards his son. Each step he took made his cock throb harder and harder. His heart beating a mile a minute. He couldn't see anything else. Only his son. His offspring. His property. He slowly slipped the ring onto Adam's finger. Within moments Adam came to. "Dad...what the..." Adam shot up and looked shocked at his surroundings. His cock throbbing in sync with his fathers. "It's ok son." Drake said as he kissed Adam on the forehead. The ring was starting to do its trick, Adam began moaning out loud. He didn't care what was going on or how he got there. His Dad was there. His dad would protect him. His dad, with the huge muscles, the light fur on his body. His creator. The one whose cock made him. The cock he suddenly had the need for to be inside him. As he laid on the altar he began to wiggle his hips around. Needing something inside him. "Fuck Dad what's happening to me." Adam moaned out. "Do it, Drake." Clarence whispered, "Its why you're here." Drake let out a sigh and stared into his son's eyes. Those innocent eyes that have been looking at him for years. He decided right in that moment, "I'm gonna fuck the shit out of you boy." The clock in the bell tower began to go off at midnight, signifying Adam's birthday. GONG, the bell in the church tower rings. Drake slowly enters his son. As he fits his head into his son's hole, Adam's cock immediately gets rigid, standing straight up. Drake pushes in deeper. GONG Drake is all the way inside him. His son let's out a deep moan. His hole wet with sweat and Drake's precum. Drake watches his son adjust to the new sensations. GONG Drake begins thrusting, slow at first, staring at his boys hard cock. "Adam..." he moans. "Dad..." Adam moans back. Already reeling from the pleasure his father's dick is giving him. Drake starts thrusting faster. Clarence whispering. "That's it. That's it. Keep going. Keep giving in." GONG Drake's thighs flex as he slams into his son. The way his hole is taking it is unbelievable. "You're ass was made for my cock son." Drake gasps out. This is right. This is what he had Adam for. Why would he dare try to fight it? "Take it Dad! It's all yours!" Adam exclaims, starting to get use to it. GONG Suddenly the other 6 men are standing all around them beating their cocks against each other. Stroking them. Thrilled at the scene before them. Drake and Adam pay no heed to them. Totally lost in each other's bodies. Drake reaches down and grabs Adam by the throat. He yelps. "Fuck Son! Look what you're making me do! You and you're tight fucking ass!" "Breed my ass daddy!" Adam commanded. His mouth agape. He was watching his dad's powerful abs move back and forth as his cock defiled him. His purity getting ruined in the most despicable way. Drake couldn't believe it. His son. His fucking son. Taking cock like a champ. He was proud, disgusted, turned on. He knew then, he was going to make his son a whore. GONG "That's it Drake. Don't fucking stop." Clarence sneered. This was hot. So hot. Drake was losing control, thrusting erratically. All he could focus on was how hot his son was. How his son had always been hot. How he should have been fucking him from an early age. But now he was gonna make up for lost time. "FUCK! FUCK!" Drake slammed his dick balls deep into Adam over and over again. He wanted his whole body inside him. To stretch him out, to make him love it. Lucky for him, Adam was on that wavelength. "I love it Dad!" Adam groaned. "Fuck me! Fuck me hard!" GONG Drake wasn't gonna deny him his birthday wish. Fuck giving him a car, giving him a good dicking was all that this cum slut deserved. He spit into Adam's mouth. Adam, willingly receiving it, playing with the spit with his tongue. Rolling it around. Adam was using his body weight to slam into the cock slamming into him. Wildly stroking his own cock. Fuck it was such a sight. GONG The others were standing in a tight circle around them. Loving what they were seeing. A hot stud fucking a hot stud. Father and Son. An indisputable bond, being expressed through the total rape of the boy's virgin hole. "Tell me you love it boy," Drake spit out at Adam. "I love it Daddy! I LOVE YOUR COCK!" GONG "YES YOU DO BOY! YOU ARE GONNA TAKE EVERYONE'S COCK! YOU UNDERSTAND!?" Drake didn't fucking care about saving his son's soul from Clarence. In fact, the idea of his son losing his soul and becoming a hole for everyone's use began to seem really appealing. "Fuck yeah Dad! I need it! I want cock!" He said, so sweetly, so cutely. Fuck, how had he survived this long without getting ass raped? The others around them were cheering them on. Encouraging them. "Tell your father how long you've wanted this." Clarence said to Adam. GONG "Oh Dad..." Adam started, just when Drake took almost his fulll length out, and immediately he started whimpering. "DAD! Ever since I knew I came from your cock...I've always wanted to return to it. To be a part of it again!" He started a moaning, almost a little high pitched as he rocked his hips into his Dad. His legs in the air, his calves around his dad's shoulders. His Dad's long dick hitting him in his stomach. He couldn't believe he was taking it all, but he was so happy to. So fucking happy to. GONG "Faster!" Clarence commanded, stroking his own cock to Drake's rhythm. Drake had one of his legs up on the table Adam was laying on, to ensure his entire length was hitting deep inside the boy. Adam furiously stroking himself. The others began chanting "Hail Satan! ....Hail Satan!" Over and over. In sync with their thrusts of depravity. "FUCK!" Yelled Drake. It was so hot he needed to baptize his son in the sin of his seed. So they could all start their lives as twisted, perverted fucks. Adam was all too into this. "Hail Satan! Hail Satan!" The entire church was shaking with the thunderous words! The words compelling Drake and Adam to keep fucking harder, rougher! Drake is getting close, so close to cumming and ruining his son's life forever. So close to fulfilling Clarence's dreams. One more time fellas, give your cock a good stroke and say it, "HAIL SATAN!" HAIL SATAN! HAIL SATAN! Keep shouting it! HAIL SATAN! HAIL SATAN! GONG All the men in the church yelled it as one, Drake pulls his cock out and forces it into his son's throat. His cum shooting out, getting all over Adam's face. As soon as the cum hits him Adam begins cumming all over himself, a feeling of extreme lust and pleasure over taking him. He could tell by the look in his father's eyes, he was no longer his loving father, but a sex addict, determined to rape him any chance he got. And you know what Adam's response to that was? He spread his legs further and pulled his Dad's still rock hard cock into his ass and said, "Again." All the other men upon seeing this came together, in huge gobs of semen, all blasting over Drake and Adam. Them welcoming their new brethren of debauchery. Drake for the first time in his life felt complete, but as he went to start thrusting into his newly whored son Clarence stepped in. Day 5 - The Church of Sin Early morning "Now, now is the time." Drake stared at Clarence for a moment. His mind clicking, his mind restructuring itself. You could see all the morals, and parental instincts leaving his brain, and being replaced with deep, dark, incestuous, nasty thoughts. Drake leaned over and kissed Clarence. Their bodies rubbing against each other. Drake was signifying to him that his son's hole was ready. It was ready to be owned by him. To be desecrated. To be WRECKED. Clarence stroked his dick against Adam's. Showing Adam how much bigger he was, how much stronger his cock was. And how that muscle of a cock was going to be doing some heavy lifting inside that pure boy's ass. "Fuck dude," Derek said sucking on Adam's ear. "You're gonna feel so good in a moment." Derek's Dad, Officer Harding, was on his knees, sucking on Derek's cock. After seeing all the cum fly him and Gabe were going around licking everyone off Clean. They had met at Derek's cock and began to swap the cum they find, letting it drip all over their mouths. The priest off to the side, a huge dildo in one hand, fucking himself, in the other a rosary. And he was bent so his own cock was in his mouth. His mind completely gone. In his madness he believed God's will was to be as nasty and dirty as he could be. He was sucking himself for Jesus. Fucking himself for God. Raping his morality for the greater Sin. Daryl meanwhile had dragged Drake over to a giant cross on the alter, right beside where Adam lay. He was binding Drake's arms to the cross, like a crucifix. Drake's hard cock bouncing each time he looked at his son. Clarence looked at Adam and smiled, "You ready boy?" Adam nodded, his eyes full of curiosity and lust. Clarence's cock had grown even bigger since the last time Drake saw it. It was now almost 15 inches long, as thick as a fore-arm, and the HEAD. The head looked like a SPEAR. Normally he would have been afraid for his son, but not anymore. Not that now he knows how good it feels to totally give in. And soon, his son, would feel it to. And there'd be no going back. Clarence grabbed Adam by the legs, took one shallow breath. "FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!" Adam screamed, but it wasn't a scream of pain. It was a scream of pure bliss. Never did he know he could feel this good. The cock rearranging his innards, moving to accommodate the new cock who's home would be his ass. "Hahahahaa!" Clarence couldn't help but shake with laughter. The feeling, the feeling of this pure boy, who just seconds ago had been fucked by his dear father. It was amazing! "Yes yes yes! Give me your soul! Give me all of your soul!" With each retraction of Clarence's big dick Adam felt an itch in his ass. It was his pure soul leaving him. Being fucked out of him. Instead of his thoughts just thinking about the pleasure, he was now thinking about how how it would be to be spit on, pissed on, choked, fisted, slapped, raped, how hot it would be for him to rape others. Especially his own Dad. Drake was in awe. Staring as his son's hole was being ripped apart. His cock leaking all over the place. Him thrusting the air. Daryl returned, but with Gabe. "Bend the fuck over Gabe." Darly pushed him down. He then pushed Gabe's big hairy ass onto Drake's cock. "How's that feel boss?" Daryl asked. "Uuuuuuaaaaggghh" was the only noise Drake could make. His mind was being torn from him. He was changing. He could feel it. He liked it. Clarence was changing too. His body tattoos were glowing wildly, and then, a bright light! As bright light faded the church was engulfed in total red tinted Darkness. Where there were once candles, it now looked like torches. And the men. There were hundreds of men around them. Fucking, sucking, jacking off, cumming, moaning. All Drake could do though was stare at Clarence, for Clarence had changed as well. His skin had changed tone, his muscles, humongous. He had horns, his mouth huge with ferocious teeth. He had Adam picked up with one arm and was slamming him down onto his Cock. "FUCK HIM! FUCK HIM!" Drake began screaming. He didn't even notice it at first, but he was thrashing around like a caged animal. Thrusting his cock into Gabe, loving watching his son being used like a rag doll. "FUCK HIM CLARENCE! FUCK HIM!" Clarence turned around and with a booming voice, "CALL MY BY MY REAL NAME!" As his cock slid even DEEPER into Adam's boy ass. "FUCK HIM SATAN! FUCK MY BOY! OH GOD HE NEEDS YOUR DEMON COCK!" Drake couldn't stop screaming for his son to be fucked. And all he could hope for was that he would be next. Adam was a champ. Taking that cock, asking for it. Begging for it. Seeing his Dad get so turned on by what he was watching was driving him on the brink of orgasm. Clarence mumbled to him, "Give in. And cum with my cock inside you. Then, then your soul will rightfully be mine!" Adam moaned, and started moving his body up and down the long pole of Clarence's cum dispenser. "Give in Adam! Do it!" Derek yelled from a few feet away. He was fucking one of the lesser demons, who in turn was fucking his father. "It feels good to give in!" He didn't have to tell Adam that. He could tell by how hot and hard his father was. God he wanted to see him fuck Gabe. He wanted to fuck Gabe with his dad. He wanted to fuck EVERYTHING with his dad. And that's when it happened. Clarence's demon cock broke through something. Adam wasn't sure but he got totally still and didn't move. It felt like something had just fell out of him. Like something exploded in him and was just gone. It was only after a few moments he realized he had cum, and that feeling. Well, that feeling was his soul being taken from him. Ruined forever. Clarence grabbed his cock out of him and in one deft swipe pulled Drake off of the cross and made them both kneel before his mighty cock. "This is what you two have always waited for," Clarence said. His powerful body, mind, cock all suppressing any of their own judgments or thoughts. "From this day forth, you two shall worship me, my actions, my cock, and spread my twisted, perverted ways to all you meet. Now, bathe in my seed, and become a part of me." Clarence stroked his cock for a second and then began shooting volumes of hot, sticky loads all over them, Drake and Adam sucking on his balls together, their favorite father son activity yet. Once drenched in his cum, Gabe and Harding descended upon them, licking up the cum, but then spitting it into Drake's and Adam's mouths. The more seed they got, the darker their thoughts were getting. After shooting his massive load Clarence returned to his normal human form, well if you call a 15 hard as rock dick normal. Completely pleased and satisfied. Now the real fun could begin. Drake and Adam leaned over to each other and kissed. Father and Son. Finally together. END CHAPTER Holy shit guys. I hope you're all leaking like I am right now. This is only a taste of what's about to come! Now that all the men are together some real debauchee shit can go down! But don't think the story is over...there's a few more twists and turns hahaha. For now, I want to know who your current favorite character is. Who had the hottest thing happen to them inside the church? What would you do if you were in the church? Email me and let me know at darkbroski@gmail.com Thanks for reading!