Date: Wed, 30 Jul 2014 11:03:52 -0700 From: Dark Broski Subject: The Exorjizzm of Colin Kane Part 7 Chapter 15: Divine Duty Joel reached the top of the stairs and closed the door behind him. He was only wearing his shredded up pants at this point. The air was muggy, and intense heat seemed to be filling the house, he didn't even notice how much he was sweating anymore. And the noise, the house was full of moans, balls slapping against ass, total debauchery. Men were everywhere, well what appeared to be men, some seemed more demonic in nature. He looked up to the second floor, still no stairs. What stupid trials were Clarence talking about? How was he gonna get to his son? Maybe he could get David the priest to snap out of whatever lust filled trance he was in. He could invoke some word of God and make this all stop. He had to, for Colin. He stepped over some writhing and moaning sluts as he made his way back into the study, hoping to find David. What he found was even more perverse than he could imagine. The large mirror in the middle of the room had been completely shattered. Behind it, was some kind of hole, a giant hole were dozens of hands were reaching out, men pulling themselves out, only to immediately begin fucking or sucking anything close to them. On the floor in front of Joel were four men, all laying on the ground, their legs interlocked, almost as if in a cross formation so all four of their dicks were pressed against each other. And above them? Jack was lowering himself onto all four cocks at once. Joel watched in amazement. Jack's hole had to be completely destroyed in order to do that, but there he was, fitting in the tips of all four monster cocks. Joel wanted to reach out and yell stop, but he knew there was no helping him. "Even if I could, would I want to?" the thought grazed Joel's mind. Jack was howling, but not in pain, oh no, in pure overdrived lust. "This is what it means to be a whore." Joel thought. The sight was definitely turning him on. Jack was halfway down the four 10 inch dicks, the men the dicks belonged too all moaning out, the pressure of Jack's somehow still tight hole driving them into ecstasy. Jack's own dick was just as hard, it flexing and twitching with each piece of skin entering his body. And then he was down, all of the cocks inside of him. "GAAAUUUUAAAAAAH!" Jack howled, and instantly began cumming. The cum flew all around, hitting him in the face, on the face of the men beneath him, and still Jack moved his hips, up and down, up and down. Fuck it was hot. Joel knew he had just decided on a plan of action, but he couldn't focus. His thoughts were of only one thing. To make Jack even more depraved. Joel walked over, as doing so he pulled out his beating cock. Stood over one of the men laying on the ground and held his dick in front of Jack. Jack's hot fireman body, almost seemed scorched from all the heat; he just stared at it. Awaiting Joel's next move. Joel smirked, "Geez Jack, you look like you could do with some nice...hot...piss!" Joel began pissing onto the fuck slut's chest. Immediately Jack began bucking up and down on the four cocks faster and harder than before. The piss stream was so hard it was spraying off onto the faces of the men underneath them. It didn't take long for Jack to put his head underneath the stream, take it in his mouth and spit it all over himself. Joel was stroking his cock while he pissed on them. He felt such power, such control. He liked being the reason this young man had turned himself into nothing more than a moving hole. He was nearing the end of his stream when he heard the voice of Father David. "YES! YES FUCK! JOEL HE'S FUCKING ME! MY DAD IS FINALLY FUCKING ME!!!!!!" Joel looked over, and bent over on all fours was Father David, naked except for a rosary around his neck. Fucking him was the huge monster Joel had seen before when he first ran downstairs. David's head was so fucked up, he just surrendered to this beast, thinking it was his dad. Joel took a step back and unfortunately snapped out of the piss lust induced haze he had put himself in. He heard snarling and looked back to Jack, he seemed to be transforming into something, something inhuman. He looked around; most of the men had also taken on that form. Him and David seemed to be the only two "men" left. But that wasn't all that was confusing him. David was kind of a tiny man, and the beast's cock was thicker than his arm. Where was it going to? How was David enjoying it? "FUCK ME DADDY!" David yelled again. He stared directly at Joel. Spit coming out of his mouth. The man of God was nothing more than a sex toy to the beast. It didn't have the capability of giving the love or emotion David had wanted from his real dad. But maybe, maybe all David ever wanted was his dad to fuck him. Ever since he saw his dad in the basement years earlier, his hole probably ached for his dad's dicking. Just as he had been sure his own son Aiden would crave his. A family full of lust and desire, masquerading as being Holy and pure, only to switch the moment they had an opportunity to show their real selves. Joel's head was getting hazy. The cocks, the cum, the piss, the noise, the heat. It was all too much. Colin. He had to get Colin and run. As he turned towards the front hall he heard David laugh and snicker behind him, "It's too late! It's too late for God!" The front hall area was mostly empty, so empty the stairs were still missing. Clarence appeared at the bannister above as if overlooking the debauchery and orgy he had created. "What's wrong Joel...not enjoying the party?" "Clarence! Get me up there this instant! I don't know how you're doing this but I'm getting my son! No matter what!" "Oh, believe me Joel. That's what I'm counting on..." Clarence smirked. Joel just noticed that at his knees was Aiden, nude, sucking on Clarence's cock. Lapping up all the precum like a good slut. Clarence noticed him looking. "Oh...how do you like my new pet? You see, his own father has forsaken him. Tending to his own perverse needs. So, Aiden needed a new Father. Someone to look after him, take care of him...completely own him." Aiden seemed to moan as Clarence spoke. His tongue feverishly exploring every part of Clarence's dick and balls. Joel felt a pang of jealousy. "No, keep it together Joel." He said to himself," Stop giving in. Stop-" "Fighting." Clarence cut him off, just then he began to cum Aiden's tongue moving even faster, stroking off his new Father. The cum blasts were so thick and long, they shot off through the bannister and onto the floor below...right onto Joel's face, his eyes, his mouth. As he was standing there mouth agape at the powerful blasts of Clarence's cum. It was like a flash bang went off, Joel grabbed his head. His thoughts all images of all the perverted acts he had done since moving in the house, all the boys he fucked, all the men he pissed on, his nephew, his brother, his...son! The pain in his body was splitting. Half of him was trying to fight the thoughts of raping his boy, the other half trying to get him to accept what he wanted, to revel in it. He felt a hand on his shoulder, and then the whisper of Clarence, "Your final test...." Joel opened his eyes. Everything was quiet; he turned, and saw that everyone around him seemed to be frozen. Time itself had stopped. Jack was halfway down another power thrust onto the four cocks, his skin taken on a reddish color, his muscles bulging. It almost looked like a statue dedicated to some weird sex cult ritual. His cock flexed and he felt ashamed for it. Looking over at David, his mouth was agape; the monster had stuffed the rosary in his mouth and was holding onto the other end, like he was some kind of horse being ridden. Joel carefully walked around to the monster's side, and was face to face with his ginormous schlong. He was right, it was thicker and longer than his arm, both hands couldn't even fit around it. "I wouldn't touch that." a voice came out, Joel jumped back. Standing at the entrance, with a bright white light surrounding it was a man. But not just any man. He stepped forward, out from the light. The man looked like he was a Gladiator from mythology. He was wearing a silver chest plate, which cut off right at the rock hard abs. His hair was buzzed on the sides, a little longer on the top. The way he stood was proud, direct, untouched. He was the definition of masculinity, and he had another feature that Joel couldn't help but stare at. White wings sprouting from his back. "Joel," the man spoke calmly but sternly, "We must talk." Joel slowly approached the man, they were standing back in the main hall, beside where the stairs should be. "My name is Vincent." Joel just stood there entranced, listening to every word. "I have been hunting Clarence for a long time. Wherever he goes he leads people into sin and depravity, disrupting the balance of this realm. He should not exist on this plane, and is trying to merge his world of demons and sin with this one. This house is a portal to his world, he had made attempts before but none were successful, however due to the faults of you and your kin, conditions have become most unstable." For the first time Joel seemed to be able to think clearly in days. "You...are going to help me?" asked Joel still a little confused but after everything he has witnessed, sure why not this too. "Yes, but you must come with me. You and your son are the key. The final threshold before his world spills over. I do not blame you mortal for you being influenced by his power, but you must leave now." "But my son...my son is still here! You, you can take me to him, we can all leave-" Vincent put up his hand, "No. Your son is lost. If there is still a part inside him it is only the part that Clarence will use for you to submit, and to make his plans come forth." Joel stepped back. "No, I won't leave me son!" Joel yelled. His mind thought, "Is this a trick? Is this the last trial to get to my son?" "This is not a trick!" Bellowed Vincent, becoming more dominant. "If you go to your son you will unleash Hell upon this Earth and it may be impossible to undue...now, come with me." Vincent stepped forth and reached his hand towards Joel. Joel, thinking fast, and hoping the house itself wasn't frozen like everything inside, grabbed Vincent and slammed his head against the wall. The same wall that earlier had given Joel such a rush of euphoria that left him weak. "AAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGH!" Vincent let out ferocious groan as waves of pleasure filled his body, the type of pleasure he was forbidden to feel as a servant of God. His mighty cock, instantly filled with lust and passion sprang to full mast, with such force it broke his belt and his pants dropped, exposing his huge 15 inch dick. "You will not take me from my son!" Joel grinded Vincent's face against the wall, noticing that Vincent's dick was already leaking precum, the pleasure he was feeling so intense and not being able to move from it was draining Vincent's resolve. Soon Joel noticed the angel was grinding his hips against Joel's own now rock hard cock. An evil idea filled Joel's head. He was going to fuck him. "That's it, Vincent. Keep touching the wall, love it. Love it like you're about to love this dick!" Joel plunged his aching member into Vincent's pure ass. Not caring if he tore anything. He wasn't going to let anyone keep him from his son any longer. Especially not some messenger from a higher power. And this man's body. Joel loved it. So physically fit, yet so trainable. He had taken his hand off of Vincent's head and was power thrusting with all his strength into him. "No..staaahhpp..." Vincent tried to moan out. His divine duty being ruined, Clarence was going to win...but he soon stopped caring. The pleasure, he wanted more pleasure. Vincent willingly pressed his hand against the wall, the surge of lust flowing through him, and into Joel as well. "Fuck yeah! You like it? See? We ALL like it!" Joel felt even more powerful than before. He got a fucking angel to submit to lust and sin. Clarence would be extremely happy with him. So happy, he'd have to give him his son back. As Joel's dick pounded the holy ass in front of him the wings on the angel began to turn black, and then shortly after, began to fall apart. The feathers hitting the floor, until finally there were only two stumps left sticking out of his back. He noticed that things in the house began moving again. The intense heat was back, hotter than before and the delicious sounds of men cumming and fucking filled his ears. "FUCK YOU!" Joel bellowed as he pushed the now fallen angel's head onto the ground, him putting his foot on top of it. Still dicking him deeper than ever. "Say it, say you belong to me." Vincent was panting this once devout servant of God unable to do anything but take Joel's veiny dick up his ass. He had failed, but in failing, his own pleasure was undeniable. Maybe he could just get through this, repent and still.... "STOP RESISTING THAT COCK!" Joel's eyes were glazed over in rage and hate. He grabbed one of the wing stumps on the back of Vincent and ripped it out of him. "AAAAAAAAAAAAH!" Vincent yelled, "FUCK YEAH! TURN ME! MAKE ME YOUR WHORE!" Vincent was cumming all over the black feathers beneath him. There was no blood or bruise where the wing stump had once been, but it served as a reminder that he was no longer on the side he use to be. He was now on the side of lust. "This is your divine duty!" Snarled Joel, "To take cock like a faggot!" He spit on him and felt his balls begin to tighten. He was enjoying this. His cock was enjoying this. And now, this fucking fallen angel was enjoying it. "MASTER!" Vincent shouted which is what sent Joel over the edge, he slammed his load deep into him. He didn't know how much he shot, but he could feel his cock pulsing over and over again with that delicious white goo. Filling up the new whore hole in front of him. He finally took out his rigid dick and stood up. He looked over and saw the stairs had appeared. He smirked to himself. Time to go get Colin. He bounded up the stairs as Vincent lay there, his own cum all over his silver chest plate. "What...have I done..." he murmered before falling into a coma of ecstasy. Chapter 16: Father and Son Joel was at the top of the stairs in a flash. Whatever having sex with Vincent did, it made him feel more powerful, more aware, more horny. He went down the hall to Colin's room. Outside beside the door, Clarence was leaned against the wall, holding up Aiden fucking him intensely. They two didn't even speak a word, Clarence just tipped his head to Joel. Furiously pounding Aiden all the while. Joel opened Colin's door and shut it behind him. Sitting in a chair in the middle of the room was Colin, staring out the large window towards the lake. Joel's heart almost exploded. His son. Finally his son. "Dad?" Colin said. He stood up and turned around. "Dad? What's going on?" Colin was fully clothed, his skin color had returned to normal, he wasn't proudly displaying his boner or anything. Joel didn't even feel any intense sexual energy from him like he did before. "Why are you naked?" asked Colin. Joel just stood there, a little confused. He had every intention of flying in here, dominating his son into submission, how he had been begging for it. But now.... "Colin...is that you? Really you?" Drake ran up to his son and hugged him. "How..." Joel kept holding onto his son, not realizing that his now 16 inch dick was getting harder by the moment, pressing into him. "Dad, dude this is weird." Colin tried to step back. "You were acting so weird, all the sex, the horniness..." "Dad come on. I'm fine. I'm a normal boy will you put some clothes on?" Joel finally let go of his son. However, his dick had left a huge wetspot on his son's shirt. It looked hot. Really hot. He wanted Colin to take his shirt off and then smother his face with his father's precum. "Go on Colin. Go ahead, I know you want to." "Do what? Dad, what's all the noise going on? And why was my door locked? And...what the fuck!?" Colin said noticing the huge wet stain on his shirt. "You need to get laid Dad." Colin said, taking his shirt off. Seeing his son without a shirt on only made Joel's cock twitch more and his sexual aggression was beginning to get initiated. "HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" A laugh came from behind Joel. He turned around. "Dad....what's the realtor doing here? And...why is he naked too!?" Colin stepped back. "Clarence! What now!?" Asked Joel. "Oh Joel. You thought you'd walk in here, do as you please and just go with the flow. No. You see, its as Vincent said, you and your son here are the key. A father and son relationship, so true, so tried. The best way to give me more power, is for you, the father, the protector, to turn on him. Take from him yourself , so I may take from you... "What...what are you talking about?" Joel asked. Colin had his back pressed against the large window. "You see Joel, Colin was never really being that cute little slut you and I both know he should be. I just had to borrow his body a little bit, a little easier to stir things up from within you see. As Vincent told you this house is a gate to my realm, but for the crossing over to be permanent, I need a deliciously foul act to take place." Joel gulped. "You must rape your son. Your unwilling. Son." "I'd never do that!" Yelled Joel. "Oh? Weren't you just about to stick it in him until you saw that he was back to normal? Don't you see? I've conditioned you now, look at your dick. Though you had no inkling of any kind of sexual thoughts towards him when you first moved here, now it's all you can think about. And its all your cock craves. And with your cock, you shall take his soul and submit to me..." "You already have a father and son. Take Mike and Jason!" "Ah....you see...that's the problem. Though I do appreciate they're souls very much, especially that young athlete, chances are they would have ended up fucking down the road anyway. Jason with his lust for men's cum would have shown up sooner or later, Mike isn't exactly full of self control. This way I got them to do it while I was around and I could feast...like an appetizer for the main course..." "Dad, what the fuck? Jason and Uncle Mike had sex!?" Colin was terrified. Just hearing Colin's voice made Joel want to lose control. Pin him against that window. But how could he when his son was normal? Nothing was wrong with him, and now here he was naked. Rock hard, the villainous pawn in Clarence's scheme. "Now let me ask you this question Joel, what do you love more? Your son? Or the pleasure you know I can give both of you, together." Clarence backed out of the room and locked the door from the outside. Joel turned around to face Colin, his eyes dark. "Dad..." Colin was afraid. "Colin," Joel stepped forward, "I wish you could remember, remember all those things your body did, all the pleasure you felt." He continued stepping closer, "I fought it for a long time, but I finally gave in. And son, it's amazing. You just need to remember, and I'll remind you. Don't worry. I'm your father. You can trust me." Colin was panicked. What was his dad talking about? He remembered having some weird dreams but that was it. He didn't even know that Jason and Uncle Mike were around. And God, his dad's dick seemed to be growing by the second, rock hard, even if he did want to have sex with his dad, there's no way that was going to go inside him. He needed to escape. Joel heard a whisper in his mind, "Look at the fear in his eyes Joel. Won't it feel so good to see that fear turn into total submission and pleasure? Use your cock Joel. Fuck him." Joel shuddered in pleasure as the words hit him. This whole time he had been trying to protect his son, when really, he was just wanting to fuck his brains out. Yeah, his teenage son, that toned young body. His virgin hole, needing his daddy's dick. "COLIN COME HERE!" Joel leaped at Colin but Colin was able to step out of the way. Joel smashed into the window, cracking it. "Dad! Stop! Please!" Colin ran to the other side of the room, his heart pounding. He was pounding on the door trying to get out, all he could hear on the other side is sounds of slurping and moaning. What the hell was going on in this house. "This isn't my Dad." Colin thought, "My dad would never hurt me. Never." Just then a loud CRASH came in through the window. It was Vincent, somehow his one remaining wing growing back. He had a sword in his hand. "Joel! Get away from him!" "You! You OBEY ME!" Joel turned and charged towards Vincent. "Stay away from my son!" He yelled. Just then Clarence bust in through the door. "Oh great not you again," sighed Clarence. "Colin! Run!" Vincent yelled. Colin was confused but he wasn't going to argue he pushed past Clarence and out the door. "Oh come on now! You're giving a guy blueballs!" Clarence sighed again. Colin ran out the room and first thing he saw was Aiden fucking himself with the gigantic dildo Jason had used earlier on himself. "Aiden!? What the...." started Colin. "Colin! FUCK ME!" Aiden said as he slammed it inside him, cumming all over himself. Clarence's total lapdog. Colin darted down the hall towards the steps, before he could take a step down on the stairs was Jason riding Uncle Mike's fat dick. "Cuz!" Jason moaned out, "Please...come double dick me!" "You heard em lad get your cock in him!" Uncle Mike said, he then grabbed Jason's head and they began to passionately kiss. Colin was so stunned he just stared. Mike's cock was covered in sweat, Jason was stroking his cock in the rhythm of getting fucked. If Colin hadn't been such in shock he would have taken a picture just to blackmail his cousin with later. Then Colin saw it. The huge man beast with the forearm for a cock, fucking the priest, Aiden's dad. "WHAT THE HELL IS THAT!?" Colin shouted. Immediately all the fucking stopped. Clarence stepped out into the hallway and shouted, "GET HIM! GET HIM NOW!" The gigantic brute of a fucking machine pulled out of David and began to stomp up the stairs. Colin began running down the hall towards his dad's room. "DADDY! COME BACK AND FUCK ME PLEASE!" David began whining. Lucky for him Jack had finally stopped being fucked, and being turned into a hell demon, gladly stuck his cock deep inside David. "Fuck yeah Dad, make that hole yours again." Colin could hear the monster crashing behind him, he knew his dad had guns somewhere... He ran into his dad's room and locked the door behind him and pushed over a dresser in front of the door. Wouldn't hold long with that thing. He ran into his father's closet and began searching for a gun, any gun. Any weapon. *CRASH* Colin began panicking again. What the hell was going on and why.... "Colin?" It was a quiet voice, almost a whisper. "Colin? It's me...its Dad." Colin didn't say anything. "I know you're in there. Look, I'm sorry." Colin slowly peered his head out of the closet, there was his dad, with boxer shorts on. Colin's boxer shorts, they were probably the only thing that could somewhat fit him from his room. They were already tearing at the seems, and though his dad wasn't hard anymore, he could tell that the crotch section was definitely strained. Joel's eyes seemed to be back to normal. "Dad?" "Its me son. I'm sorry." Colin and Joel embraced, hugging each other, sitting down onto the bed. "Dad what the heck is going on? The realtor, Uncle Mike and Jason, that thing...dude...that guy with one wing." "It's ok Colin. It's all ok. I'll explain everything. Just...let's rest for a second." Colin rested his head against his dad's muscular chest. It was covered in sweat and the hair stuck to his face, but he didn't mind. He felt like he had been gone a long time and just wanted to feel close to his father. Joel loved the feeling of his son willing to be so close to him. They hadn't held each other like this since he was just a child. But he was growing up. He was technically a man now. The two began to synch up their breathing unconsciously, Colin content to listen to the heart beat of his dad. The rest of the house was quiet. Too quiet. ************************************************************************************ I HAVE WRITTEN TWO ENDINGS TO THIS STORY a "GOOD" Ending and a "BAD" Ending (though depending on what you might want it is subjective) to see the "GOOD" Ending proceed reading the following chapter. If you want none of that skip down to the next break or search for "BAD ENDING1" with the ctrl+f feature. ************************************************************************************ "Everything ok Colin?" Drake said pulling slightly away. "Yeah," Colin smiled, "Just a bit shaken is all." The two stared into each other's eyes. Getting lost in each other. Before Colin knew what he was doing he leaned forward and began to kiss his father. Joel, though shocked, returned the kiss. It was a sweet and gentle kiss, at first. Then more passionate as Drake began to feel his son's young hairless chest. They laid down on the bed and continued kissing. Both getting hard. It wasn't long for Drake to unbutton his son's pants, and grip his teenage son's raging dick. Colin moaned. Colin didn't know why suddenly this was happening, but he wanted it to. He loved his father more than he ever let on. He was going to show him. "Fuck me Dad." He whispered. "Are you sure? I mean, is that what you want?" "Yeah Dad. Do it." He didn't have to tell Joel again. Joel took off his son's pants and laid him before him. His own cock out, ready. Joel didn't want to hurt his son, so he did his best lubing up his shaft with his spit, then spit on his fingers and began to play with his son's warm hole. "Yeah Dad. I'm ready for it." Drake kneeled in front of his son, looking into his eyes. Placing the tip of his dick right at his son's entrance. Then, with a deep breath taken by both, he slowly slid it inside of him. "Oh, fuuuuuuuuuuck!" Colin moaned. It hurt but seeing his Dad's comforting face was winning out. "Do you like it son?" asked Joel as he slowly moved his hips, trying to get more inside. "Yeah Dad." Drake slowly moved his hips a bit more, his cock stretching his son's hole. "You want more inside you son?" Colin just nodded. His own dick spasming hard with each thrust his Dad put him through. At the doorway, Clarence stood. Though turned on by the incest in front of him, it was not the way it was suppose to happen. He sighed, "Well...I guess I'm on to the next one. Alright people. Let's move out. He tapped Aiden on the shoulder, you're coming with me." He snapped his fingers suddenly the house returned to how it was. The mirror was gone, instead just a normal wall was there. The window in Colin's room fixed. Jack lay unconscious on the couch, back to his old self. Jason and Uncle Mike, who were still in the throws of fucking suddenly came to their senses on the stairs. "Dad..." Jason started, realizing his father's hard cock was deep inside his gut. "Uhh...." Uncle Mike started, but to his surprise Jason began moving up and down. "Don't stop now Dad! I'm close to cumming." Mike grinned, "Thattaboy." Joel was now pumping almost the full length of his dick inside Colin. He was over him, them kissing. "You're so hot Colin. That hole is so hot." "Fuck, your dick is making it hotter Dad." Colin loved it. There was knock on the door and in walked Jason and Uncle Mike. "Now that's what I like to see bro." said Mike. He pushed Jason down on the bed beside Colin. Immediately, impulsively the two boys began kissing as their dads did the same above them, their dicks invading the boys they created. "Fuck, if we knew this would happen we would have visited sooner." said Mike after a long kiss. The men picked up their pace. "Why don't we show these young jocks what a fuck really is?" Joel joked with his brother. "Yeah do it. Fuck us!" Jason said as him and Colin writhed in pleasure. "You like your dad's dick inside you Jason?" asked Joel. At this point Mike was pounding Jason so hard Jason couldn't even speak, his eyes rolling in the back of his head. Joel moved positions so that Colin's head was down by Jason's cock as he slammed into him. "Suck his cock Colin. Show your cousin how much you love his cock." Watching Colin's mouth open wide and take in the wrestler's shaft was enough to send Joel over the edge. He pulled out and began spewing his load on his son's face. The cum getting on Jason's dick, into Colin's mouth. Then, sliding down into jason's hole where Mike's dick was still thrusting in and out. "Fuck yeah bro, that's hot!" Mike said, he also took out his cock and stroked it a couple times. " "Blow on my son's face Mike. He likes it." Mike let his cum fly onto Colin's mouth, just as the cum touched Jason's dick he too began to fill Colin's mouth with his young spunk. Colin was in heaven. He loved this. he wanted them to be like this forever. Joel pulled his son off of Jason's dick and layed him on his back. He then took two fingers and spit on them, then began fingerbanging his son as fast as he could. "Fuck yeah Colin, shoot your load to your dad." Jason moaned. "Cum Colin. Cum." Mike whispered. "Dad..." Colin moaned. "Cum for me son. Cum for me." Colin felt the cum in his balls churning, about to come blasting out. "DAD!" He moaned louder. "THAT'S IT SON. NOW CUM! CUM!" Joel commanded him. "GAAAAAAAAA!" Colin let out a cry as thick ropes of semen blasted out of his piss hole and onto him, his chest, his neck, his face. Jason began licking it up, then spitting it into his cousin's mouth. Joel and Mike sat back watching the two young men play with the load. Mike turned to Joel, "I think if it's alright with you, we'd like to move in." Joel smiled back. Outside.... "Damn it to hell!" Clarence kicked the side of Mike's truck. "All that planning, all that...ugh!" "Hey...don't be too hard on yourself...you got some souls and a nice new pet," said Vincent walking up behind him, still only one winged. He had a smug look on his face. "You. You just had to show your face. I went years without seeing you, I thought you'd finally left me alone or better yet forced on house arrest." "Ah come on now, we've known each other for a long time. You don't think I wouldn't show up when you were about to bring Hell on Earth?" "Says the guy who was begging for more dick up his ass just awhile ago." "What can I say, if you don't use it you lose it." Vincent said pointing to his dick. "If that's the case then why don't you join me again? Like old times?" said Clarence. "I think the last time I did that you ended up almost destroying all realms...well, we still have one order of business to take care of." with that Vincent faded into a bright white light. "Fuck you Drake," said Clarence. Somewhere..... "Hello? Aiden? Joel!? Mike!?" David was alone in a dark room or what appeared to be a dark room. He was completely naked but still had his rosaries. His ass was still sore, he remembered everything. The house, the lust, him wanting to get fucked by his father. The gigantic monster that repeatedly fucked and cummed in him. His dick got hard thinking about it. "Fuck, I am so fucked." he said to himself. "You failed, Servant of God." Vincent appeared before him. "You failed, Servant of Sin." Clarence, in his half demon form appeared. "What....what do you two want?" David was nervous. "What do you want?" grinned Clarence. "Do you seek redemption?" Vincent asked as he pulled out his dick, bright, strong veiny and throbbing. "Or eternal lust?" asked Clarence as he pulled out his red, spearheaded dick that looks like it could stab through a tree. "I..." David began to crawl forward on his hand and knees until he was directly between the two cocks. He laid onto his back, lifted his legs up and presented his hole to them. "Please..." he said. Both Clarence and Vincent took a step forward... THE END Well, what did you think of that? That's one possible scenario and if you're satisfied with that ending, as well as the teaser, then don't read any further. The next one is quite a bit darker and not for the squeamish. I actually have been writing a lot of ideas and am building quite an anthology on this world and themes. If you like it, you won't have to wait long for the next story. If you haven't be sure to check out my first story set in this universe, Daddy the Devil and Me. Which actually will have a few new installments coming its way in a bit. For those who don't know its the introduction of Clarence and Drake or "Vincent" as he is referred to in this story. Again, email me at darkbroski@gmail.com for any thoughts, ideas, and especially tell me what part got you off. ************************************************************************************ BAD ENDING 1 The two began to synch up their breathing unconsciously, Colin content to listen to the heart beat of his dad. The rest of the house was quiet. Too quiet. Colin looked up and jumped. Staring back at him was Clarence. "GAH! What the!" Clarence was holding onto him strongly and called out, "Come on in guys!" In came Aiden, Jack, Mike, Jason, David, and finally his dad, who was holding a tied up Vincent. Jason and Aiden grabbed Colin's arms and held him down, Mike and Jack, the legs. "Hey Cuz...ready to get fucked?" Jason sneered. "Jason! Help! Let me go! I don't care if you fuck your dad I won't tell anyone!" "You're right, you don't care. Cause you're about to get your Dad's big dick inside you, hahahaha." Colin could only stare at the evil in Jason's laugh coming out of him. Clarence snapped his fingers and Joel handed Vincent over to him. "Joel! You can still stop this!" Vincent pleaded. Though tied up, Vincent still seemed strong. Clarence grabbed Vincent and planted him a kiss. Vincent accidentally let out a moan, his feathers turned black. "Be a good pet like you use to be..." Joel, almost emotionless rather than the rage in his eyes kneeled in front of his son. His now huge 18 inch cock, veins popping in the skin, right at the hole of his son. All was still except for Colin trying to break free. The silence was heavy. Clarence staring at Joel's cock. Finally, he whispered. "Rape him." "No! No no no noooo!" Colin began shouting as the men in the room began chanting, something that sounded like Latin. Joel had been wanting this for longer than he could remember. He didn't give a fuck about what anyone else wanted, his dick needed his boy's flesh around it. He plunged half of his cock into his son, no lube, no preparation. "FUUUUUUUUUAAAACCCCCKKK!" Colin yelled. Immediately Joel was pumping away. "Fucking whore of a son." Joel said, spitting onto Colin's face. "Fucking around with everyone else, then I get to you and you act like you don't want it." "Yeah Bro! Take is HOLE!" Mike's cock was just as hard as his brother's. Man, he wanted to give that fresh hole a ride too. Colin's insides were on fire. Between the pain and the mental shock he didn't know what to do, how to respond. He looked over his dad's shoulder and just saw Clarence grinning at him. His eyes shining, his cock bulging. At his knees was Vincent, the man who tried to save him. He was looking down, unable to watch. "Dad! Look! He's fucking hard!" Jason pointed out. As soon as he did David slimed his way between Joel and Colin and began licking the tip of Colin's bulging head. "No...stop..." Colin's pain was beginning to be replaced with intense pleasure. His mind still knew it was wrong but his body didn't seem to care. "Look at me you little slut boy," Joel said as he spit in his sons face again. "Tell me you like my dick." Jason then attempted to put his dick into Colin's mouth, Joel angrily pushed him away so hard Jason fell backwards. "No cock for you until I hear you say it!" Joel growled. Colin had never seen his father like this. It was terrifying, and yet, strangely, the hottest thing he'd ever experienced. "Yeah dad...." he whispered. "What was that son!?" Joel plunged all 18 inches into his son making Colin yelp. "I LOVE YOUR COCK INSIDE ME!" "Yeah you do boy! Fuck! Ah FUCK! I feel your soul! GIVE IT TO ME!" "No! STOP!" Said Clarence but Joel wasn't listening. This was his boy. His hole. His soul. However if he took Colin's soul entirely before Clarence could things still wouldn't happen like he needed them too. "Look what you've gone and created now..." Vincent said. Clarence glared at him and pushed him to the ground. By this point Aiden had began fucking his own dad as he sucked Colin's cock. Jason stood back up after being dazed and Mike grabbed him and forced him down onto his cock. How they were positioned allowed Jason and Colin to look straight into each other's eyes. "Kiss your cousin fuck whore!" Mike commanded. The two young boys began to make out, their dads cocks driving them wild. Jack didn't wait for anyone to beckon him, he went up and began to slide his dick along side Mike's into Jason's puckered hole. "That's it boy! Getting fucked by two hot men. So lucky!" Clarence went up behind Joel smiling. "Look at what's happening to Jason, Joel...don't you think, Colin deserves that too?" "Fuck yeah he does. Come on boy, you and your cousin are gonna compete." Joel pushed David off of his son's cock and Clarence got underneath Colin, making Colin face Clarence. "Come on Clarence, wreck his hole." Clarence stared deep into Colin's eyes. "You're mine now boy. Relinquish your soul..." At the same time both Clarence and Joel pressed their huge cocks together and pushed inside the teen ass. "NOOOOOOO!" Colin cried. "FUCK YEAH FUCK YOU!" Joel shouted in his ear. Aiden felt a pang of jealousy as he watched Clarence fuck Colin. "We got you now boy." Said Clarence. "Now give me what I want." It felt so good to Joel to have Clarence's dick right beside his, fucking his tight boy's ass. His boy's hole seemed to give him more power, strength, vitality. He never wanted to stop fucking him. "Fuck yeah Clarence. Fuck him. Fuck my son." Jason and Colin began making out, the six guys all close together looking like one mass of moving flesh, all of them feeling each other's lust and pleasure. David and Aiden were off to the side, David looked and saw Vincent laying there, however his cock out, his huge veiny cock. Immediately David jumped off his son's dick and ran over to Vincent. Licking it, getting ready to impale himself on it. Aiden then moved his head to where the two cocks were entering Colin, like a good servant he began licking their balls, much to Clarence's delight. "Ah yeah! You fucking slut boys, so eager to please us men!" Clarence had a similar look of fury that Joel had. "NOW COLIN. GIVE ME YOUR SOUL!" "Do it son! Hail Satan! HAIL HIM!" Joel Yelled. Which started a chanting by the other men. "HAIL SATAN!" Cocks going in and out of the boys holes, "HAIL SATAN" cocks growing longer, thicker, holes stretching, "HAIL SATAN" Jason and Colin foaming at the mouth, their bodies ragdolls to the muscular men. Jack's skin totally red now, growing horns, turning into a demon of lust, "HAIL SATAN" "DON'T STOP FUCKING ME!" Yelled Colin. "HAIL SATAN!" the other men continued to chant. "SAY IT COLIN! SAY IT!" Yelled Joel spitting on his son again, at the same time he let his rock hard dick begin spewing out piss into his son's hole. This sent even Clarence into a fervor of ecstasy. What had happened in the shack began happening again. His muscles were enlarged, horns began emerging. "HAHAHAHAHA" The thunderous voice echoed. Normally anyone would be scared but not these men, it just turned them on. Their master, their GOD in full form, raping them into ecstasy. "SAY IT BOY! HAIL ME AS YOUR LORD!" Satan's dick was so large that Colin could feel it snaking up his stomach. He never wanted the feeling to stop. He looked over and could tell Jason felt the same way, Jack's cock had grown at least three times in thickness and the muscular boy jock body was starting to become like Jack himself. Colin could feel something inside him slipping away, his inhibitions, his thoughts, was this his soul leaving? The more it felt like it was leaving him the better his body felt. The piss inside him hot as lava. His hole was ruined, and he didn't care. Just as Colin was about to give up, to totally surrender there was a thunderous howl behind him. His Dad. "FUCK OW!" Colin tried to look behind him, and to his amazement, Vincent somehow had gotten up and had plunged his dick deep inside his Dad. Colin immediately came. Vincent whispered in Joel's ear, "Let the strength of my cock save you and your son..." Joel though in pain, again felt that clarity he had felt earlier. Now, instead of looking at Clarence as a God and wonderful creature, he saw him as something to be feared. Something he did not want his son to be near. "Let me fuck you Joel as you fuck your son, let's save him together." By fucking Joel, Vincent was giving him a bigger cock, more power, power to save Colin's soul rather than take it away. But it wouldn't be easy, Satan's big dick with every thrust was chipping away at it. "Harder Joel, fuck your son Harder!" Vincent moaned as he too could feel the effects of Satan's dick. If they weren't careful, all three would lose their souls. Meanwhile Jason and Mike weren't able to comprehend what was going on. Jack's form was so intense they had completely given in, lost to just their hips bucking and fucking over and over. "Colin hold on, we got you..." whispered Joel. "FUCK YEAH!" Yelled Colin. Being at the center of all this was putting his feelings into overdrive. One moment he was feeling the pleasure of Satan's dick corrupting him, the next his father's powerful dick restoring him. Both felt good, he didn't want it to stop. Fuck what happened to him just keep fucking him! "Stop fighting it!" Hissed Satan, "Submit, and receive eternal pleasure..." Satan was thrusting his dick has hard and deep as he could into Colin, he could feel Joel's cock rubbing against him, Joel's cock twitching each time his own passed it. Like two slithering snakes fighting for space in this slut's hole. He had them. He was winning. "HAIL!!!" He started, "Colin no!" said Joel "HAIL!" "FUUUUCK!" Yelled Joel, he could feel himself slipping. The pleasure in his ass and Cock. "SAAATTTAAAANNNN!" Yelled Vincent. Vincent couldn't help it. He wasn't pure enough. And now it didn't matter. He began deep dicking Joel like his own personal fuck toy as Joel did it to Colin. "FUCK YEAH THIS FEELS BETTER!" Said Vincent. The men began chanting again as Satan laughed maniacally, he would reveal his true form soon. He got out from under the pile of men and stroked his Devil Dick watching the scene unfold. "HAIL SATAN HAIL SATAN!" They cried, all of their cocks now at least 20 inches, Aiden sticking Colin's cock into him. David seemed to not be in the room anymore. At this point Vincent's feathers had completely fallen off, the force of everyone's fucking making them bounce around. "SERVANTS!" Satan bellowed. The men didn't notice but they were no longer on a bed in Joel's room. They were in a dark place, surrounded by fire and thousands of writhing bodies fucking alongside them. Vincent and Joel were sloppily making out, Joel wanted his cock in his ass forever. Satan grabbed Vincent off of Joel and stuck his dick deep into him. "Filthy whore! Trying to disobey me!" "FUCK ME SATAN! FUCK ME!" Vincent was feeling the pleasure of the Devil's Dick. Fuck his old God. This is what he desired now. Joel was still furiously fucking Colin. "Yeah Dad! Keep raping me!" "GOD FUCK YOU SON!" Joel's dick was on fire, he wanted to fuck his son so hard and deep that his dick would come out his mouth. Joel looked over to his brother, no longer was Jason, Jack, and Mike banging, instead it was three powerful cock demons lost in lust. Their skin had changed color and horns had come out. Suddenly Joel's hole wanted that demonic cock inside him. He didn't even have to say anything, the three newly made demons could sense it. In a flash Mike had inserted his demon cock into Joel, Jason into Colin, and Jack into Aiden. With Satan still devil dicking Vincent. The four non-demonic men were being force fucked into complete insanity. "TAKE THAT DEMONIC COCK SON!" Joel screamed out. He was slamming his ass back against his demonic brother. "HAIL SATAN!" Vincent moaned as Satan chocked him by the throat. "FUCK GOD!" Yelled Aiden, Jack's cock gut punching him, which each thrust Aiden would cum more and more, this was better than any fuck his pathetic father could give him. "Feel the power of our demonic cocks, let them twist you into one of us..." Satan spoke. It increased the new demon tops to buck even harder into the sluts on their cocks. "FUCK YEAH DAD! JASON'S FUCKING MEEEE!" Colin's hole was being stretched by his demon cousin, if this is how a cock felt, just imagine how a fucking fist inside him would feel. Colin's thoughts were getting more and more perverted. The humping and fucking wasn't stopping, as long as him and his dad could get raped together over and over... "IT IS TIME! NOW LET ME FEAST ON YOUR SOULS!" Satan had grown 5 times in size, a giant compared to the men, his giant dick dropping precum onto them, bathing them in his sin. They loved it, needed it. Craved it. Tentacles shot out from his back, grabbing each one of the men, three tenteacles in each throat, 4 in their assholes. All of them not even noticing what was happening, just enjoying the pure fucking lust they feel for Satan. "HAIL SATAN!" Colin cried one last time before losing consciousness, FUCK GOD! The men cried. There was silence now, the men couldn't move. Couldn't speak. Satan's tentacles were working their pleasure on all of them. None of them cared, not even Vincent. They wanted the tentacles to clean out any dirty part of a soul they had. And then there was David. Kneeling. Far away, he was standing in the middle of a broken circle. The mirror? They were on the other side, he hadn't gone with them. He was praying for mercy for his sins, for the sins of his friends, his father, even Clarence. Before Satan could react, a bright light shone forth, a holy light that would burn even him. He had to close the portal. Damn it how could he forget about that fucking priest! His tentacle grip on the men loosened, as he attempted to close the barrier. Still moaning and writhing, Vincent stood and grabbed the closest person to him and ran to the light, somehow able to move, his silver chest plate glistening off the light David was casting. The bright light flashed once more and then, darkness. Colin awoke as the sun was rising. All he smelled was sulfur, he raised his head and saw his house on fire. "Dad!" he started to rush up, but a hand caught him. He looked up and saw David. "He's gone, son." "They all are." Said Vincent, grabbing Colin by the other shoulder. "But...how...why...." Colin began to tear up. "I could only save one, and knowing how a father feels, in the long run Joel will appreciate it was you." Vincent said. The three stood there, watching the embers fly off the house. "What's going to happen now?" asked Colin, brushing a tear from his face. "Well," Vincent kneeled beside the boy, "You can go on, start your own life. Or, you can join David and I in fighting back, so this doesn't happen to other people." Colin sat there, he could still feel the pleasure of his dad's cock inside him. "Can we save them?" asked Colin. "I don't know." said Vincent. He looked up at David. "Good thing you became such a cock fiend. If you wouldn't have impaled yourself on my holy rod none of us would be standing here. Your son is proud of you." David just watched the house burn. The house had taken everything from him, his mother, his father, now his son, and his faith, for a moment. "Come on Colin, you can stay at my place and rest." He and Vincent helped Colin to his feet and they began to walk away. "I gotta go check on something...I'll meet up with you later." said Vincent and ran off in the direction of the house. "What's he doing?" asked Colin. "Who knows." David muttered under his breath. As they turned away from the house an evil snarl spread across David's face. Colin's Hell was just beginning. Vincent ran to the backyard towards the lake. Sure enough, there was Clarence. Back in his suit, sitting, looking at the lake. "You came close this time Clarence." said Vincent. ""Shut up Drake," said Clarence, "Awakening your true self was the worst thing that I ever did. And I love doing the worst things I can possibly do." Vincent just stared at him. Clarence stood up and dusted himself, and with his signature grin tipped his head. "Too bad you'll never save your own son, or don't you remember what happened the last time you tried?" "Clarence, I will follow you, and get in your way until I find him. You can't keep him hidden forever." Clarence stepped forward and kissed Vincent on the mouth, turning his feathers black. "You'll always be mine Drake, and once you accept it. Then you get your son. But in the mean time, why did you let David go with Colin? You know his soul was permanently sucked when he performed that fucking ritual that rightly fucked up my plans." "I think we can come to terms on that, Clarence." said Vincent as he subconsciously licked his lips where Clarence's spit was. "Ah a man with a deal..." Clarence's eyes glinted as he smiled, the house burning behind Vincent reflecting in his eyes. "I think I'd like to make that deal." THE END So though this ending was a bit more graphic, it also had a lot more story elements. You give and you take I guess haha. I hope you guys enjoyed reading it and didn't off put anyone. I'm really building an entire universe around these characters. I know this ending is kinda on a down note but hey! I warned it was the bad ending! Go read the good ending back up there if you want to feel better. I mention this at the end of the good ending, but due to how this story has transformed it's really let me lay out how I really want to end Daddy the Devil and Me, which I always planned on at least one more chapter explaining what was going on with Drake, be sure to stay tuned and check it out once it's posted! Again, let me know how you feel, liked, got off to at darkbroski@gmail.com Thanks guys! --DarkBroski