Date: Sat, 8 Jul 2017 18:35:36 +0000 From: revjpgibson@hotmail.com Subject: Bone Island chapter 4 BONE ISLAND BARE IT ALL By Rev Jesse Penfield Gibson, MDiv, DMin Copyright 2016 DISCLAIMER: This story is a work of fiction. The locations are based on real locations but are fictionalized. The story involves male homosexual conduct, including those under the age of consent. If this is not your cup of tea, then please do not read. If it is, please enjoy. Comments, complaints and compliments to revjpgibson@hotmail.com Please donate Nifty to keep the stories coming. THURSDAY The sky was gray and gloomy and it rained most of the day. Of course, we didn't struggle out of bed until about noon but it was dark then. We ate in the cafe poolside but nobody was in the pool as the heavens seemed about ready to unload. Cayo was dead. The people were all there still but nothing was going on. Still, with Finn, any trouble would be found. He had an unerring sense of when something was happening. A couple of times he took me to the video lounge for whatever sexual contact offered possibilities. But we mostly lounged in bed, slowly and leisurely pleasuring each other. He would take me to the brink but, with an unerring ability to read me, let me edge, almost tantrically. Despite enormous pleasure, I never came but he did. But then the skies cleared and in the growing dusk, white fluffy clouds appeared. We had somewhere to go: a no clothing permitted party at the Tool Factory. Finn was pumped. The Tool Factory is sanctified ground, the Satanic temple - for him, almost like home. We had to undress just inside the door. They gave you a bag to put your clothes in and labeled it with your name. The space is small. The bar runs down one wall and goes about half the length of the room. Beyond the bar there is room for a single row of tables. The place is packed. There are at least a hundred men here, probably more, in a space where 50 would seem crowded. All naked, well some were in leather vests or harnesses or the like. Leather was the putative theme. Finn had a huge smile as we plunged into the crowd. Even I could sense the sexual energy here. It really must be doing a number on Finn. He headed toward the back of the bar, the only truly open spot and it was crowded as all get out. I elbowed my way in to get some drinks. It took a while but I succeeded and headed toward the rear. Finn was sitting on the side of a covered over pool table, talking to 2 men, with an erection. "Jack, this is Kenyon" he said indicated a bald man in a leather harness who looked like he was in his early forties. The other man was Hispanic and completely naked. "And Ramon. Kenyon is from LA and Ramon San Diego." "Good to meet you" I say, handing Finn a drink. "Did you come for the Bare It All thing?" "Yeah" Kenyon said. "what better place to have a no clothing permitted party than a Satanic temple" "I see Finn has been sharing" Ramon looked over at Finn and then shook his head. "No, we all serve the same Master. There are probably two dozen of us here, but nobody brought a sex slave. We have a strong contingent. We can recognize each other" "So you're priests, I guess?" "I am. Ramon is a recruiter" Kenyon said. "Tries to corrupt the young, you know, that sort of thing." "It sucks when all you have to offer is sex, liquour and drugs" Finn said with a smile. "Yeah, it's tough" Ramon laughed. "You know, we have a little ritual Sunday night. A private deal, you know" Finn looked at me. I could see the longing in his eyes. "We leave tomorrow. It's too bad. Probably would have been fun" "That's a shame. Maybe something could be worked out" Kenyon said "Maybe" I was trying to be non-committal but I knew it couldn't. I needed to get back. I have a business to run. The place was packed beyond belief. You were pushed up against each other, which is not necessarily a problem when you consider that it is naked gay men being forced together. Over the bar, there were TV monitors playing porn. Despite the push of people, there was still a steady stream in and out, up the couple of steps to the back patio and back in. I assumed that they were smokers going out for a drag. "We need to go outside" Finn said. "We don't smoke" "There is sex there." "Really? Okay." I said. Who am I dispute him? Sure enough, there was sex there. Just outside the door, there was a half dozen naked smokers, chit chatting. But over on the patio itself, where Lance and Toby had done Finn, was a tent, the kind funeral homes use, sheltering a pair of restaurant banquettes and chairs facing each other. There was thin veil covering the side closest to the door, not enough to hide the action but enough to obscure the faces. Under that tent was sex. I stood there for a second. Finn stayed by my side. Just as it dawned on me that he needed my permission, someone pushed me gently in the back. I turned suddenly. It was Lance, accompanied by an older man, probably a decade older than me but ruggedly good looking, bald and bearded but pretty hot. "Jack, this Jimmy. Jimmy, Jack. And Finn" Lance said motioning toward Finn. "Jimmy owns the Cayo" Finn turned and looked at him. "Yeah, I thought so. You've used it for ritual" "Of course, Cayo is the perfect expression of our master isn't it? You are staying there?" Jimmy asked. I nodded but I sensed it was a rhetorical question. He then looked at me hard and asked. "Why did you bring him here?" "To the party? He wanted to come" "To here. The Cayo, the party, to here. He is consecrated, right?" "Oh, yeah" Lance answered. "The real deal" "A beautiful boy. Jack, you need to give him your permission. Otherwise, he might explode. He feeds off the sexual energy of others. We'll need to talk later." "Finn, why don't you go play" I said He looked almost relieved. Then he smiled and grabbed my hand. We plunged in under the veil and into the tent. He sank to his knees and put the tip of my penis between his lips. Jimmy and Lance came and stood on either side of me. He went from one to another, Jimmy to me to Lance, hungrily taking it in. He was hard too, the cherry red head of his penis sticking out from the foreskin as his cock stood straight up. He looked up at me as he blew me, his eyes big and then he pulled off and smiled. I think he was truly happy here. "You shouldn't have brought him here" Jimmy said "Why not? He's happy" Jimmy looked at me and shook his head. He tugged on Finn's arm to signal him to stand. "You accept that this is sacred space, right?" "Of course" Finn answered "And you accept that Lance is a Priest?" Finn nodded and Jimmy continued, "And what am I?" "A Guardian" "Have you greased your ass up?" "Yeah" Finn answered "I'm ready. I know what I am supposed to do" "Okay" Finn went to the center of the space between the two batches of banquettes and got on his hands and knees, his ass pointed toward the drag bar next door. Within a minute, a man, maybe mid 30's, in a mohawk, a scruffy face, with extravagent piercings and luxurious tattoes got behind him and guided his swollen prick in Finn's ass. Another man moved to the front, this one hairy chested and bearded but fit, and rammed his dick in Finn's mouth. "It's not just how they are conceived although my slave was conceived right there where Finn is now, Lance's sister and there were 9 of us that fucked her" Jimmy said. "At age 7, they are offered up. On their 7th birthday. They've never been allowed to be virgins. At 13, they are consecrated. He has no other role, no other purpose. But it is a sacred one for us, highly important and highly prized. He can be the earthly expression of our Master. He honors our Master with his body. Our Master is the God of true enlightment." The one guy ravaged his ass. Finn had a look of sheer ecstasy on his face. The hairy chested man pumped his dick into Finn's mouth. Finn took it and took it happily, from the front and behind. He was hard as a rock. He wanted it. I had brought him here, I guess, to see this: to see him in his true light. And I am. I have to admit that. He was telling the truth when he said that no amount of sex would be too much for him. As long as he was told to be here, in this sacred place dedicated to satan, by a master, a priest and a guardian, he would take any man willing. There are more than a hundred men here, all naked and gay. "Why do you have a temple in a bar?" "What better place?" Jimmy answered. "We have several temples. Cayo is one, the video lounge. Couple of others. Anybody coming here is our kind anyway. It's tough with the kids and all, and the women too I suppose but we manage it." I shrugged. "I'm surprised Finn didn't know the video lounge was sacred space." "He did" Lance answered. "His kind know. How many times have you been in there with him?" "A dozen, probably. More maybe" "He is happiest in sacred spaces" Lance said Another man had taken the first one's place, also rough hewn and leather daddy type. He rammed his dick into Finn's ass and started fucking him hard. Finn was still hard and now trying to suck two men as he got his ass pounded. A pair of men stood up and stood over him, masturbating. Finn just kept on doing what he was doing. 'How long are you going to let this go on?" I asked, looking at Jimmy and then Lance. "Until it's done" Kenyon said from behind me. I turned and looked. He had his friend Ramon with him and another pair of men. "You'll let a 100 men fuck him and not stop it? You know he won't. That's not right" I said. "I'm his master, I'll stop it" "No you won't" Lance said. "I will" Jimmy smiled. "No, he means you can't. He won't obey you. He is serving his true master. He is a consecrated boy. What you say doesn't matter. You are the one who brought him here. This is what it is." I watched him as they traded off. Another man entered him. Finn only reacted by pushing himself back against the man's cock but never stopped sucking off the man in front of him. I will have to say that he looked happy. I believed them when they said he felt obligated. I had wanted to see and now I am. Another man, in only an Australian bush hat, came up to where he were. He was naked too, with a semi hard dick and nice body. He was on the short side, though. "Shit," he said. "Don't tell me you got a consecrated boy out here getting gang banged. Fuck. He is sending off enough sexual energy to set off a bomb. People in there are getting itchy" "Ned, that kind of is the point" Lance said. "No, it will be fucking bad. It's about to be a fucking riot" Jimmy said. "We need to modulate it. Kenyon, why don't you go fuck him. You know what to do" Kenyon entered Finn's ass and stabbed it up in there, nice and slow. Ramon got in front and let him suck him off. Jimmy tugged at my arm and motioned for us to go back inside, back into the sardine can of naked men all piled in together. I made it to the bar, chit chatting with a guy from San Fran, getting masturbated as I waited to get a drink from the overworked bar tenders. I thought the whole thing was amazing, the casualness of it. Then the guy sank to his knees and began to blow me right there next to the bar. There was a bit of that going on here and there. I think Finn was sending out vibes of hypersexuality, as crazy as that sounds. In a while, we drifted back out. Kenyon was finishing and Lance moved to take his place, one priest giving way to another. Jimmy took me aside. We were standing in the far corner of the patio area. He was standing very close to. "I want to buy Finn" he said. I looked Finn's way. I could tell that there was a certain logic to it and that Finn clearly would not be unhappy serving Satan here in Key West and in this way. But I don't want to part with him. You can say that I am greedy and jealous if you want but I do care about the boy and wonder how he will survive with them. "Maybe I don't want to sell" I say Jimmy smiled. "I have an 11 year boy. Consecrated too, as a sex slave. Just like Finn. I will trade you the younger for the older and 1000 bucks. I want him to stoke up the sexual temperature at Cayo." "An 11 year old?" "Younger for the older plus money." "I want to meet the boy before I commit" "Don't worry," Jimmy said. "You'll be happy" So we made a plan. Finn and I dressed. It was after midnight but the place was beginning to drift off a little, the sexual energy ebbing when Finn stopped fucking. We dressed and went out in the hot humid night, only about 10 degrees cooler than in the noonday sun. We walked back down the back way, not down Duval but down some other back street over to Fleming and I held his hand as we went. One last time, maybe. I didn't tell him what was going on. He was kissing and rubbing me as we got inside the Cayo compound and headed for our room. I told him that Jimmy was coming but he wasn't curious. It didn't even stop him. I fell on the bed and he was over me, kissing me and rubbing on my body. I was hard. A knock came on the door but before I could struggle up, a key went in the lock and Jimmy opened the door. There was a boy with him. Jimmy moved him into the room. He was dressed in shorts and a T shirt, clearly mixed race. Skin the color of iced tea, hair buzz cut, black eyed and skinny, more arms and legs than anything else. Not tall. Shorter than a woman. The kid made my mouth water. "Hello, brother." Finn said. "I'm Finn" "This is Cole" Finn looked at me for a half second and then Jimmy. "I go with you next? Live here?" "Yeah, Finn, I think you'll like it here better. You like it all ready, right?" I said, hesitanting a bit. I wanted to say sorry, sorry for pitching you over for a new version. He just nodded. "I can serve my Master here. Come on, brother. We have hours and hours. Can you feel the sex around you, the lust" The boy nodded eagerly. He had no self-consciousness in stripping down. He was skinny, skin and bones really, the body of a young and active boy. His muscles, such as they were, had no definition. Off went the shorts. He was hard. It was probably three inches long and as thick as a big pencil, uncut of course, but the balls were bigger than I expected. He had started puberty but only just. He was completely hairless. It made me hard. Jimmy smiled. "So will he do?" Finn said, "Jack will really like you, Cole. He's a good master. He doesn't need much sex, not really, but he doesn't care if you fuck other people too. He doesn't really believe but he's never said anything bad about me being the ritual sacrifice." "There is a catch" Jimmy said. "Until he's 13, he was to be accompanied by someone who has dedicated himself to the service of our Master. As close to his 13th birthday as possible, he is offered up and consecrated. After that, he has an honored place with us, a ritually important place." "In order to fuck a pre-adolescent boy, I have to become a devil worshipper?" "Yeah, Jack." Finn said. "I was 14, so it didn't matter as long as you didn't stop me. He's younger so it does." "And actually fucking an 11 year old is no problem for you?" "Of course not" Jimmy answered. "Where do I sign up?" I said with a laugh. "We'll work it out" Jimmy said. "First, we have two boys that need some sex" He had no musk, no odor, no funk as I took his small dick in my mouth. He sighed heavily as I did though. He liked it. I slid my lips along his shaft, tight around it, applying the suction as I did. I put my hands on his ass. He rammed himself in my mouth, hard. Too young to shoot, I figure, but he wants it. That's a good sign. I did feel a bit bad about going after Finn's replacement with him standing right there like some sort of lecherous wolf but he had his shorts off and was tugging at his dick even as I nibbled at Cole's little foreskin. Finn moved up behind him, got close, his erection in the small of his back and wrapped his arms around the thin torso. "It'll take him a while to figure you out, Jack. It did me. You were so nervous that you didn't notice. But you are going to like fucking my little brother," Finn said. I thought I would. In fact, I knew I would. And I was as hard as a rock too, my dick fairly twitching. I stood up, my dick sticking out. Finn gently pushed Cole to his knees. He opened up and I pushed my cock into his perfect little mouth. His lips closed around it, the tip probably resting on his tonsils, and he slowly backed off of me, all the way down. He had better cocksucking than I imagined for only 11. Not as good as Finn but he is less experienced too. Still, he seemed to have the main thing down: he liked sucking dick. That's important. Finn was on his knees too, sucking off Jimmy, his new master. I knew he was getting an outstanding blow job. As for me, Cole reaches down and strokes on his own hard thin cock as he gags on mine. "Don't be shy. Use him. He can take it" Jimmy said. "He's young but he isn't innocent. Not by a long shot. Fuck him if you want" "Yeah, I want to" Cole is on the edge of the bed, his legs up as he lays on his back with his ass up on a pillow waiting to be deflowered. He is perfectly hairless. His little asshole is twitching. He, like Finn before him, will be denying me nothing it seems. Goddamn he is tight. I mean fucking tight. It feels fucking incredible as I push past his constricted sphincter and up into his ass chute. I can feel the muscle twitch and spasm around my dick. It hurts him. I can tell. From his face, just a flicker but he doesn't stop me or slow me down. He doesn't push me back or yell. He takes it. I want it and he gives it, like any good slave. It is amazing. I go fully in him. The hips are against his ass checks and my dick is inside him, resting against his pea sized prostate. He exhales as I keep still. Let him get used to it. That's the thing and he does. But let's face it: fucking requires motion. "They serve our Master with their bodies because the pleasures of the flesh are the best and most basic of all. The carnal and the physical, Jack, they are most perfect expression of our Master. Lust isn't a sin." Jimmy said. "Fuck him Jack" Finn said. I moved back and forth, sliding my dick in and out, slowly and gently at first. The boy stayed hard. His balls were tugged in tight but his dick was hard and he had it in his hand, stroking himself at the same rhythm that I fucked him. Faster and harder, just a bit, but definitely with more urgency as I needed to finish. I needed to satisfy my lust. It was primitive and basic but I needed it. I fuck him just that much more. Finn is at his head, his dick shoved down the boy's throat. I guess the lust from them swept over me. I can't explain it but it seemed that my sex drive, my need to fuck and fuck hard doubled every few seconds as I began to pound on this hairless boy's ass. I just fucked and fucked him hard. I was breathing heavy, the sweat pouring off as I did it. "Oh, Goddamn, this is hot" I call out. "Fucking righteous" "Yeah, Goddman. That's right" Finn said. "There is no morality, not for us" Jimmy said. "Take what you will. Take his ass" But Cole was feeling it to. He stopped what he was doing, banged back against me and threw his head back as a low guttural moan escaped from him. He whole body shivered and twitched. He was too young to shoot but he was lost in a long, intense orgasm. BUt the aftermath only left him more juiced and horny. "Fuck me" Cole whimpered. I did. I bang him hard. Soon, I knew I that the pleasure was ganging up on me. I was past the point of no return and past caring. I needed that boy's ass, like you need water or air. I needed to blast inside of him. So, with the each stroke the pleasure grew and grew until it couldn't be contained or stopped. Sweaty and hard, I fucked him. Long, savage strokes and then short stabbing one in rapid fire. "Oh, fuck" I cried. I couldn't stop. I didn't want to. I just plowed ahead. "Fucking goddamn, I'm going to cum" My face contorted and my breathing ragged, I Slammed it one last time and unloaded into his ass. Then, breathing heavily, I pulled out, my cum still dripping off my dick. "So we have a deal? Cole and some cash for Finn?" Jimmy asked "Yeah." I said taking his hand to shake, sealing the deal. "Why don't we go to my apartment next door? I don't want to have to sneak Cole out in the morning. You know you can't fly back right? The ticket won't be transferrable. We'll get you a car tomorrow and you can drive back. How you arrange the legal niceties is up to you." It was hard saying good bye to Finn. He has been my boy for 4 years and I really have feelings for him, something approaching love I suppose. Part of me feels bad but I also know that this is where he belongs and that he will be happy here. He is unconcerned , though. He is happy and solicitious of me but he doesn't object in any way. He will be serving his true master here. We got Cole out without issue and without him being seen, I don't know how. But we went next door, across the alley really, and hung out in the early morning hours. I had one last time with Finn. He fucked me in the ass, even as Cole sucked me. The next day, I rented a car and Cole and I headed out on the long trip home, leaving Finn behind to his fate.